Class was over, and my headache was still beating my head
like drums. I need some fresh air. I slowly stood up, picked up my stuff, and
pushed the button for the elevator. Damn Seifer, that bastard child. I made a face at the remembrance of him. Who did he think he was? Mr. Bigshot. I didn't
realize the elevator arrived on the first floor until I heard the traditional
"ding" from it. Walking out, I headed
to the training center to the secret area.
My back was aching, my head's killing me, and I got
knocked down to the floor .oh Hyne, what a day. I was lucky that I didn't run to any T-rexaurs or Grats, I felt
like I'm in no mood to fight.
Safely, I entered the secret area. Luckily, no one was there, so I could have a
peaceful time to myself. Yippee. The sky still had a tinge of orange in it,
the sun's slowly setting down beyond the horizon that stretched across the
heavens. It's so peaceful here. I inhaled deeply to smell the sweet, fruity
atmosphere.
"Ahh," I said to myself quietly. The cool, gentle breeze came about; it felt nice. Oh what the hell. I let my hair down, my golden tresses
cascading down my back. The wind combed
through my hair. I didn't care if it
was messy, I just needed a time to relax. Closing my eyes, I let myself feel the relaxation, until I felt a warm
breath behind my neck.
I swiftly turned around, reached for my whip, and gave
whoever, or whatever that was behind me, a good taste of my whip.
"What the?!" a voice cried out.
"Seifer? What the
hell are you doing here?"
Seifer, one arm covering his face, moved it away and
revealed a bleeding lip. "I was going
to ask the same thing to you, Quistis."
"Instructor," I corrected. Seifer didn't wipe the blood off, but just stood there, staring
at me, with a smirk on his face.
"What?" I said, provoked. His smirk grew wider.
"Nothing, just never saw your hair like that." I could feel a sudden burning in my
cheeks. "Why did you use your whip?!"
"Ha ha, that will teach you not to sneak up on a person,"
I retorted. I leaned on the
railing. "Why are you here anyway…" I
asked, not looking back to him. Seifer
moved closer to me. He whispered in my
ear.
"I wanted to apologize," he said, almost inaudible. Startled on how close he was, I turned
around. His face was just inches away
from mine.
"Seifer, you're too close," I muttered. His eyes wandered around, until it met
mine. I stared into his. Funny, I didn't notice that they were
green. I looked intently into those
emerald pearls of his; they were so intense. "Apologize for what?"
He moved in closer to my face; I could feel his warm
breath against me. "For that incident
this afternoon."
I recalled the horribly embarrassing happening. "Heh, oh wow, Seifer. You're actually apologizing to someone? Now, I'm amazed," I chuckled slightly. Seifer's eyes narrowed and became more
intense. Without warning, he pushed me
against the railing, pulled me close and kissed me, hungrily.
My body was taken in by surprise, and felt this sensation
creeping all over my body. Seifer's arms
were tightly around my waist, keeping me in place. I tried to struggle free, but his strength was far too strong
from mine.
Seifer finally let go, and had a smirk on his face. I slapped him, hard.
~*~
To be continued………………..