{Thanks for the reviews everyone! Keep them coming please! ^.^ And
oh, last chapter, we left off with Quistis renting a house in Deling City,
and is taking a bath when Seifer comes in and sees her! And as Quistis88
said, *starts "oohhing" and "ahhhing"* ^.^ Enjoy!}
"IF YOU DON'T MIND, I'M TRYING TO TAKE A BATH HERE!!!" I shrieked after Seifer stood in the doorway gaping at me for a minute or two. He shook his head and looked a bit dazed, then turned around, walked out and closed the door behind him. I got out of the bathtub, dried myself, and quickly got dressed. Who knows if he decided to come back in. As I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Seifer sitting on the couch, smirking at me. I looked at my clothes –which happened to be the baby blue sweater and jeans— to make sure nothing was revealing or wrong with it. After checking and finding nothing wrong, I looked back at him.
"What are you looking at?" I demanded.
"Instructor, I never knew you had such a beautiful body."
"PERVERT!" I stormed into my room carrying my luggage.
(He just pisses me off! Of all the places I could have gone, I chose to go to Deling City, exactly where Seifer, the guy I was AVOIDING in the first place! And to top that off, I just HAD to rent the same stupid house he was living in! He is totally ruining my life! Now I have to spend at least one week with him, because I don't want to waste my money. Why oh why am I so unlucky? Maybe I'll go to sleep, and when I wake up, poof! He'll be gone. Like a dream. Yes, I am definitely in a dream. A nightmare. A horribly scary nightmare. Yes, that's right. I will be waking up anytime soon. I'll just lie down on this bed and wake up, on the train or in Balamb. Yes, that's right) I reassured myself and jumped onto my bed and closed my eyes.
* * *
I ate my dinner silently and alone. It looked like Seifer had gone out again, or he secluded himself in his room, but I wasn't about to go into his room to check. (I mean, what if he was in there? And I checked? He would probably think… wait, I need a job! That way, I wouldn't have to face him all the time! But I'm supposed to be on vacation here! Wait, the only reason I was going on this vacation was to avoid Seifer. That stupid Seifer. He just had to come into my life and ruin it. No, I have to stop thinking about him! I just…) My thoughts were interrupted when Seifer entered the house. His left hand was covering something on his chest, his other hand grasped his gunblade, his trench coat was filthy, and his face showed pain. He headed straight for his room without saying a word and slamming the door behind him. I looked back to where he had entered, drips of blood was everywhere. I began to worry. (Why am I worrying about him? What is wrong with me? But… I sure hope he's okay. I should check if he's alright) I walked into my room to get some ointment and tapped on his door lightly.
"Go away." He scorned.
I ignored him and pushed open the door. His gunblade was on his desk, his grey trench coat was lying on his bed, and a bloody white shirt was tossed to the ground. I looked at him… and he was shirtless. (He's so muscular, his body's so nice, and he's so sexy! Just seeing him like that makes me want to drool… what a nice…) That's when I realized he had a cut across his chest.
"You're hurt!" I exclaimed.
"I told you to get out."
"Here let me help me." I opened the bottle of ointment and slowly rubbed it on his wound. He winced in pain and pushed my hand away roughly.
"Well then, fine! I won't help you!" I shouted angrily and hit his chest as hard as I could. He screamed in pain. Afterwards, I felt sorry for hitting him, so I continued to dab the ointment on his wounds.
"Why are you helping me?"
"Because you're hurt!" I replied.
"I don't need your pity."
"Well too bad, you already got it." I was still a bit angry with him for pushing me away when I tried to help him before. "How'd you get this?"
"Oh nothing too big of a deal. Maybe it was because I'm Seifer, and the whole world hates me?" His voice hinted a big sarcasm to that.
I didn't know what to say. He was right. Everyone did hate him, after all, he did try to kill us all. (If everyone hates him… then why am I helping him? Am I not supposed to hate him as well?) My thoughts trailed when Seifer snatched the bottle of ointment from my hand.
"I'll do it myself. I would like some privacy."
"But I…" He didn't let me finish.
"I said I want some privacy."
I got up and walked away from the door, angrier than before. (I'm just trying to help him. Why does he so rude to me still?) I threw away what was left of my dinner and walked into my bedroom.
* * *
The big red numbers on my alarm clock read 4:08am. I couldn't fall asleep. I just kept thinking about Seifer. (I feel so sorry for him… It wasn't quite his fault that he was possessed and tried to kill the whole world… or is it? But, I don't get it. Most people forgave Matron, but why can't they forgive Seifer? I just wish, they would. He doesn't seem THAT bad anymore… I can't believe I am thinking this! Something is definitely wrong with me! How can I possibly think Seifer isn't all bad? Every time I think about him, I always pity him, but then he tried to kill me… and then again, he has the nicest body ever! He's so SEXY!!! I just can't stop thinking about his bod…. Oh no!!! I can't believe this! I think Seifer's sexy?! Oh no, that's not right at all! It's just totally not right! I can't believe this! I can't possibly LIKE Seifer could I? This is absolutely NOT good! I CAN'T possibly LIKE him!!! This is all wrong! No, there's no way I can like him… but why do I keep thinking about him? So… does that mean… I like…. Him…..?)
{YAY!! Another chapter done, and more reviews! Yay! Thanks for all the review, appreciate it VERY, VERY, VERY much! I don't think this chapter is very long…. Actually, none of my chapters are very long. LOL, oh well… ummm, I think I was about to say something else here, but I don't quite remember… so I'll just shut up… }
"IF YOU DON'T MIND, I'M TRYING TO TAKE A BATH HERE!!!" I shrieked after Seifer stood in the doorway gaping at me for a minute or two. He shook his head and looked a bit dazed, then turned around, walked out and closed the door behind him. I got out of the bathtub, dried myself, and quickly got dressed. Who knows if he decided to come back in. As I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Seifer sitting on the couch, smirking at me. I looked at my clothes –which happened to be the baby blue sweater and jeans— to make sure nothing was revealing or wrong with it. After checking and finding nothing wrong, I looked back at him.
"What are you looking at?" I demanded.
"Instructor, I never knew you had such a beautiful body."
"PERVERT!" I stormed into my room carrying my luggage.
(He just pisses me off! Of all the places I could have gone, I chose to go to Deling City, exactly where Seifer, the guy I was AVOIDING in the first place! And to top that off, I just HAD to rent the same stupid house he was living in! He is totally ruining my life! Now I have to spend at least one week with him, because I don't want to waste my money. Why oh why am I so unlucky? Maybe I'll go to sleep, and when I wake up, poof! He'll be gone. Like a dream. Yes, I am definitely in a dream. A nightmare. A horribly scary nightmare. Yes, that's right. I will be waking up anytime soon. I'll just lie down on this bed and wake up, on the train or in Balamb. Yes, that's right) I reassured myself and jumped onto my bed and closed my eyes.
* * *
I ate my dinner silently and alone. It looked like Seifer had gone out again, or he secluded himself in his room, but I wasn't about to go into his room to check. (I mean, what if he was in there? And I checked? He would probably think… wait, I need a job! That way, I wouldn't have to face him all the time! But I'm supposed to be on vacation here! Wait, the only reason I was going on this vacation was to avoid Seifer. That stupid Seifer. He just had to come into my life and ruin it. No, I have to stop thinking about him! I just…) My thoughts were interrupted when Seifer entered the house. His left hand was covering something on his chest, his other hand grasped his gunblade, his trench coat was filthy, and his face showed pain. He headed straight for his room without saying a word and slamming the door behind him. I looked back to where he had entered, drips of blood was everywhere. I began to worry. (Why am I worrying about him? What is wrong with me? But… I sure hope he's okay. I should check if he's alright) I walked into my room to get some ointment and tapped on his door lightly.
"Go away." He scorned.
I ignored him and pushed open the door. His gunblade was on his desk, his grey trench coat was lying on his bed, and a bloody white shirt was tossed to the ground. I looked at him… and he was shirtless. (He's so muscular, his body's so nice, and he's so sexy! Just seeing him like that makes me want to drool… what a nice…) That's when I realized he had a cut across his chest.
"You're hurt!" I exclaimed.
"I told you to get out."
"Here let me help me." I opened the bottle of ointment and slowly rubbed it on his wound. He winced in pain and pushed my hand away roughly.
"Well then, fine! I won't help you!" I shouted angrily and hit his chest as hard as I could. He screamed in pain. Afterwards, I felt sorry for hitting him, so I continued to dab the ointment on his wounds.
"Why are you helping me?"
"Because you're hurt!" I replied.
"I don't need your pity."
"Well too bad, you already got it." I was still a bit angry with him for pushing me away when I tried to help him before. "How'd you get this?"
"Oh nothing too big of a deal. Maybe it was because I'm Seifer, and the whole world hates me?" His voice hinted a big sarcasm to that.
I didn't know what to say. He was right. Everyone did hate him, after all, he did try to kill us all. (If everyone hates him… then why am I helping him? Am I not supposed to hate him as well?) My thoughts trailed when Seifer snatched the bottle of ointment from my hand.
"I'll do it myself. I would like some privacy."
"But I…" He didn't let me finish.
"I said I want some privacy."
I got up and walked away from the door, angrier than before. (I'm just trying to help him. Why does he so rude to me still?) I threw away what was left of my dinner and walked into my bedroom.
* * *
The big red numbers on my alarm clock read 4:08am. I couldn't fall asleep. I just kept thinking about Seifer. (I feel so sorry for him… It wasn't quite his fault that he was possessed and tried to kill the whole world… or is it? But, I don't get it. Most people forgave Matron, but why can't they forgive Seifer? I just wish, they would. He doesn't seem THAT bad anymore… I can't believe I am thinking this! Something is definitely wrong with me! How can I possibly think Seifer isn't all bad? Every time I think about him, I always pity him, but then he tried to kill me… and then again, he has the nicest body ever! He's so SEXY!!! I just can't stop thinking about his bod…. Oh no!!! I can't believe this! I think Seifer's sexy?! Oh no, that's not right at all! It's just totally not right! I can't believe this! I can't possibly LIKE Seifer could I? This is absolutely NOT good! I CAN'T possibly LIKE him!!! This is all wrong! No, there's no way I can like him… but why do I keep thinking about him? So… does that mean… I like…. Him…..?)
{YAY!! Another chapter done, and more reviews! Yay! Thanks for all the review, appreciate it VERY, VERY, VERY much! I don't think this chapter is very long…. Actually, none of my chapters are very long. LOL, oh well… ummm, I think I was about to say something else here, but I don't quite remember… so I'll just shut up… }