¸.·´¯`·»Broken Heart Strings«·´¯`·.¸
He stood at the back of the room, encased in thick heavy metal armor. It was almost suffocating the black mass of steel. He felt alone, trapped within a gilded cage made of an unbreakable substance. Love, the one thing he had wanted and dared to hope for his whole life. At last when he had found it, it was stolen away as quick as a blink. All though at this moment he was not alone, far from it actually.
The chapel was brimming with people, filling every pew. All dressed in brightly colored cloths, people had smiled plastered across their faces. It was an occasion that no upstanding noble would miss. It wasn't everyday that the only daughter of the king married.
The husband to be stood in front of the alter, tall and proud. He was swathed in the finest red clothing, the velvet dripping down his broad chest. Red was a color that fit him well. The groom was breathing deeply, trying to calm his nerves until the beautiful bride arrived.
The room hushed as the back doors open, and the bridal march began. She was beautiful, tucked behind a veil of thin white lace. Her dress draped around her leading into a long trailing train in the back. She took a few steps, movements as graceful as an angel. She paused for a moment, stopped in mid-breath. Her head turned slightly and her glimmering blue orbs locked with his. The room stopped at that moment, the world spinning around the two lovers. It was a good-bye, a silent testament to the secret love they had always shared.
Then she turned her body stiffening up, her shoulders thrown back in a strange determination. She never glanced back, her eyes as rigid as her frame. Her eyes were trained forward on her groom, the man she was being forced to marry.
The heels of her shoes clacked across the stone floor as she walked up the isle. It seemed to take an eternity, her movements in slow motion. But at last she did reach her destination. When she did, she permitted the groom a smile of fake joy. This made him glow with pride, and love.
His heart was breaking through the whole ceremony, each one of her words putting in another dent. Each touch of their hands a knife cut. The kiss was the final blow, the final jab to destroy his faith in love forever.
With wounds no one could see he rushed from the chapel, clutching his chest. He could almost feel the warm blood run between his fingertips. She would be the death of him, love was never supposed to hurt this much.
He climbed out of bed and stretched in the morning sun. The strangeness of the dream lingered upon him as he headed into the shower. The warm water was just what he needed to shake of the grogginess, and get ready for the day.
A day researching with little miss cheerfulness, and her sidekick the incredible chicken-wuss. It was so hard not to think negatively about them. Seifer did try though, after all they had stuck up for him. They had gotten him the spot on the mission. He sighed and shook his head, irritated at the fact that he owed his first real mission to Selphie and Zell.
Not to mention Quistis. He owed everything to her. Her for leaving behind the GF that eventually directed them to her. In short, she made him SeeD.
He groaned shaking off that thought as he slid on his trench coat. He left his dorm room and started to make his usual stride down the hallway to the cafeteria. He got his usual breakfast, and sat as his usual table alone.
Eating alone never bothered him. But it was strange when Selphie came over plopped down at his table right in front of him.
"So, you read to hit the books today?" she asked turning the sugar container upside down over her coffee cup.
"Would you like some coffee with your sugar?" Seifer asked smirking a bit. She giggled and set the heavy glass container back down on the table.
"It was so nice of Sir Laguna to allow us to use the Esthar Library vaults" she said taking a swig off the sugar-mutilated coffee.
"Yeah, How did you get him to?" Seifer asked quirking an eyebrow as he watched Squall walk in with Rinoa on his arm. They sat down at their usual table with Irvine, and Zell. Selphie glanced over her shoulder at them and smiled.
"Being the president of his fan club has its advantages" Selphie said looking back to Seifer pulling another drink from the ceramic cup. Seifer laughed a bit and shook his head about to launch into another question when he stopped.
Quistis was standing in the double doors of the cafeteria, dressed in her usual pink battle gear.
Maybe mentally she was preparing for a battle as she walked across the room. She rolled her shoulders back and strode into the room, right over to the table where she had sat every morning for her career as an Instructor. Rinoa glared at her from her seat next to Squall, her grip tightening around her boyfriend's arm. "Commander Liomheart, I officially resign my position as Seed. Here is my ID badge" she said tossing the flimsy piece of plastic onto the table in front of the speechless Squall. In fact the whole cafeteria was silent, as Quistis turned on her heel.
She marched right over to Selphie and Seifer's table. She pulled out a chair and primly sat down, crossing her legs. The noise exploded through out the cafeteria as talking began. Seifer leaned back in his chair, propping his legs up on the table and clapped a bit. Selphie leaned over and patted Quistis on the knee with a reassuring smile.
"I need to hire SeeD" Quistis said shocking them both a bit.
"Perhaps we should take this somewhere else" Seifer said looking over Selphie's shoulder at Rinoa. Quistis nodded and the three of them left the cafeteria. Selphie half full sugary coffee cup was abandoned on the table forgotten.
They went to the training area, quickly making their way to the secret area. There was silence for a few moments as Quistis lifted her hand up to the sun. It light the blue gem imbedded with in with a fire of its own. Blue prisms sparkled across her place face.
"I want to hire SeeD to find out why this gem was put in my hand. Why me, and why was Ellone there with me" Quistis said.
"But we are all ready working on that" Selphie said.
"This way I'll be included in the investigation" Quistis said sighing. Selphie nodded and jumped up and down a bit.
"I'll go talk to Cid right away, wait here I'll be back with his answer" Selphie bounced from the secret area leaving the two of them together.
There was silence between the two of them for minutes, each wrapped up in their own thoughts.
"Thank you" she said at last.
"For what?" he asked frowning a bit.
"For coming to my rescue" she whispered running her fingers over the glittering gem.
"You made me SeeD, you know" he said reaching out slowly to touch the gem. She nodded as his fingers brushed the hard object, also grazing her skin.
"You did it by yourself, I was just the object" she said pulling her hand away abruptly.
"The object of my kidnapping, I still owe you for that headbutt" he said with smirk.
"And what do you plan to do about it, you know I could take you": she said grinning back at him.
"Oh do you wanna find out?" he asked hand resting on his Hyperion. She sighed and shook her head.
"I'm not a SeeD anymore, remember? I'm a politician now"
"A damn good one I bet" he said managing to give a seriously compliment. She sighed and shook her head taking a few steps away from him. Suddenly her whole attitude was hesitant.
"I'm going to go up and see Cid with Selphie. Catch you later Seifer" she said her voice holding a touch of sadness. He watched her leave torn at her sudden change in attitude.
He eventually shrugged it off, Seifer Almasy didn't care about other people.
Or did he?
A/N: I feel really good about the first part of this chapy, so angsty. I dont feel that great about the SeiferxQuistis interaction. I have to work on that.
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