Okies, first of all. Quistis88: Yes, the last line in chapter 5 was the line from I Want To Be Your Canary from Final Fantasy IX, except the fact I used stars instead of Twin Moons. Anyways, Thanks for all the reviews, it's nice to know that people like this fic!

"Wha-", it was the man with the blonde spikes from the diner. "Hello, it is good to see you again Mr Dincht". I smiled and walked up to where he sat.

"Do not be so formal with me, I am merely another colleague" he replied with a grin. "Here, I will show you your room". I followed him down the hall, shuffling along in my tired, aching feet. Not only was it physically uncomfortable, it also felt quite awkward with so much silence.

"So", I began "Are there no other instructors here?". Looking around, I could see simple pieces of furniture such as tables, chairs and small stands and stools. Nothing fancy like the contents of Balamb's castle. The floor was covered in peach-colored rugs for some extra comfort.

"Yes, you know the man who was the other contestant in the steak-eating contest?"

"Oh, his name was...Kinneas?", there were too many thoughts embedded in my mind to be remembering side details. I wondered what kind of chaos the castle was in after the king was notified of my departure. Would there be another wave of attacks on Balamb? I worried about Selphie, would she be alright? I was snapped back to reality by a deep masculine voice.

"Why hello again, Delilah?", Irvine appeared before me as I rounded a corner. He did not have his hat on which revealed his long, chestnut- colored hair tied back from his face in a horse's tail. I smiled and greeted him with a hello.

"This will be your room", said Zell while opening the door. I stepped into a small room with a cot in the corner with blankets and a pillow. A small desk and chair was in the opposite corner next to a trunk. It was a small place, but better than nothing.

"So, what do you think?" asked Zell.

"It is very...Cosy", I was careful about my choice of words so as to not cause any sort of emotional wreck. I would have to stay here for as long as required after all. I walked in and sorted out my belongings. Zell and Irvine had left me alone and had gone back to the living area, I wondered what living with the two of them would be like....

************************************************************************ Prince Seifer glided across the plains on his favorite chocobo, Lancelot. The wind as strong on the outskirts of Deling city and he was braving it with all he had, Hyperion in hand.

"Faster Lancelot, we must make haste for the good of the kingdom!", the prince never had such feelings for anyone. He had always used his cold exterior to shut himself away from the world. He was misunderstood, merciless to all that crossed his path, but such tender feelings for somebody that he barely knew forced their way out and drove him insane. The adrenaline rush brought him here and he was now doing something he never thought he would. *Why? Why must I be plagued with feelings such as these?* Price Seifer was losing himself, he had been defeated in the battle of self- control and he was slipping away. A slave to love.....

************************************************************************ I laid awake in the cot, admiring the stars through the window above me. My past began to haunt me, once again......