By: A Voice in the Wind
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"Yea, sure. Look, you don't have to worry about me bothering you. I didn't exactly choose to get transferred, or stuck with such an ass for a partner." Emilia turned around and swaggered out towards the edge of the clearing, looking almost amused. She'd heard he was a cold, heartless son-of-a-bitch, but from what she'd seen he didn't sound so bad…but his name kept echoing in the back of her head, calling attention to itself.
Seifer Almasy
Seifer Almasy
Seifer Almasy
Why did that name mean something? She was absolutely sure she'd never seen him in her whole life, but yet his name echoed in the back of her mind.
'A sorceress's knight.' Emilia's GF, Doomtrain, interrupted her thoughts.
'What?'
'Ultimecia's knight.' It was said* with a hint of annoyance 'you know, the one that was seen giving out Ultimecia's orders and such? I can't believe you forgot! He was on every wanted poster everywhere! Now how do you think I feel with such an idiot for a master?'
'Well, it is your fault I forgot…' Emilia retorted.
'Whatever…' Doomtrain went dormant with nothing else to say. They both knew that old memories were the first to go, not new ones, so Doomtrain added a mark to his board for 'Conversations Won'. It was the first mark he'd made on the board since inventing it, and Doomtrain was gleeful for the chance to finally use it.
With her internal conversation over, Emilia decided that she wanted a better look at the Knight. She wondered why she'd forgotten about what he looked like. The staff at Trabia G had passed out posters everyday to students stating various facts on Seifer. Emilia had never taken one, though. Why should she? She hadn't even belonged to Garden before it was blown up; it was their problem.
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Damn Damn Damn. He'd already made a bad impression, and after Ultimecia, he had tried to make good impressions on people who didn't know him. Seifer just stood there, waiting for his name and old "occupation" to sink into Emilia's mind.
Yep, there it was, she was turning around…a look of…wonder? Not hate, no fear, just wonder. That was unexpected.
"Your Seifer Almasy? The lapdog?" asked Emilia, with a look of disbelief on her face.
"Well, I don't exactly prefer lapdog as my nick-name, but it's better than what I've been called before…" Seifer trailed off, unsure of what the brunette wanted. Maybe an autograph?
"What, are you expecting to jump you, or something? I wasn't at Trabia Garden when it went 'boom', so no worries there…you just…didn't really look like the mad-man I've been hearing about." replied Emilia.
Seifer replaced his smirk with a distant, sad look, "Don't judge a book by its cover. I've done worse things than you could even dream of, little girl." Instead of getting a bad reaction from his new recruit, she merely flipped him off lazily, making a few rude comments under her breath. He thought he heard a "Whatever", but it was too garbled to tell. Seifer smiled wryly at the thought; a classic Squall-case. Introverted, almost no friends except for the few willing to put up with them, never reaching out-…yep, Seifer had seen it all now. Sorceress, Knights, and introverted little brats; --the world was in deep trouble.
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The days slipped through everyone's hands like sand in an hourglass; all of the transfer students were settled in, the missions had all been given out, and everyone had established a certain pace. You got up, ate breakfast, went to class, ate, went to class, ect…ect… It was like a broken record, playing over and over again. Squall was wearing down, and one day he just erupted at the cafeteria table. "Hyne! Sometimes I wish there was another Sorceress in this God forsaken place!" he then tried to trudge out of the cafeteria, but found his way blocked by Xu.
Xu's voice was rather sharp and forbidding, but at the same time professional. "Mr. Leonhart, Mrs. Trepe, and Mr. Almasy are to report to Cid's office as soon as possible. I think there's something you should see." She then turned on her heel towards the cafeteria door and proceeded to the elevator that would take her to Cid.
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A/N: HEY! What up? And a bad reaction is not just a simple flipping off to Seifer. It'll take me a while to get the next chappy up… classes suck! I hate 'em. Also I am assuming Trabia was rebuilt. Forgot to put that. *Duh* Stupid me. I'm a ditz…*sigh* What has the Garden Headmaster found???!! EEKK!
Thank You, Harper, for the name of the song. It's No Such Thing by John Mayer. (Now you can't sue me!! I don't think…)
Angelfaced: Thankies!! Me luv you! *glomps*Fernalidana: Thank you! On your concerns about Seifer acting OOC, I just wanted to show how BORING Cid's speeches were. Even the mighty Seifer is pulled down to Zell's level when Cid takes the podium. ^.^
If you've read Starlight, by yaoifantasy, the prequel is out. And she needs/ wants 200 reviews before she'll write the sequel. And I wanna sequel.
* Is it said or thought? I didn't know what to put, but 'said' sounded better. Now click that button. Please?
