Unlikely Love
A/N: This can be seen as a Nida/Quistis, and is a prequel to ... This sort of explains how Nida and Quistis got together, and also (if you look hard enough), hints at things to come. (I.E.: the chandelier) You'll have to look really hard here or really hard at the reviews.my beta's been dropping hints all over the place. *sighs* But thank god, not one person has truly guessed my plot yet! (if you don't count my beta) MUAHAHA! It's deeper than you guys think.lol. ~*~*~* Quistis Trepe slowly gathered her bags and papers from her desk, pausing momentarily to balance the numerous things hanging from her arms. She hung up the class roster on her way out the door, noting that 3 people had been absent from class that day. She should be happy. Squall had given her a job as an Instructor, she had more money than she knew what to do with, and she had numerous friends, new and old. Something was still missing. Something important. Quistis was an expert Squall-observer, but when it came to her own feelings, she often felt lost. Quistis knew the window to everyone's soul, but had yet to find the door to hers. Quistis Trepe, lost. It might have been funny to an outside viewer, but to her, she seemed to be drowning in the everyday routine. Her days blended together. Working, eating, conversing. It was an easy routine to adjust to. Time and time again she felt that she was merely looking in on someone else's life, instead of living her own. When she talked to anyone, the smile was pasted on her face, her mouth somehow moving without her consent; she talked and they listened. But when would she start listening to herself? She didn't know. Quistis wanted to scream out for someone to save her from the boring routine of life. But if she did that, she'd be admitting she had a problem. Quistis Trepe didn't have any problems. No, the Quistis Trepe she showed to the world never got angry, was always there for a shoulder to cry on, and was known as the best Instructor in the Garden. To top it off she was beautiful and blonde. Then why did she feel that empty ache in her heart? The one that constantly reminded her she was missing something. Maybe she should get a counselor. Her life was perfect! People would kill to be her! It was perfect.
"Quistis!" a shrill voice that Quistis pegged as Rinoa somehow breached her barriers. "Quistis!" the brunette somehow caught up with the blonde, who looked haphazardly around, as if looking for a way out, like she was lost. "Quistis, hon, you're going to help set up the SeeD ball? Selphie and I would be sooo grateful!" Rinoa batted her eyes up at Quistis. The Instructor grasped a handy lie, and then lost it. "Sure, I'll help." Quistis's answer was rather abrupt. "Could you help me with these bags?" she asked. The red one with the written SeeD test results was about to fly open. "'Course, hon!" Rinoa's hundred-watt smile made Quistis feel a little better. "Lemme get those for ya!" The smaller woman reached for the red bags hanging off Quistis's wrist. "Thanks, Rin. I'm really loaded down with all these tests to grade." Quistis told Rinoa. Rinoa frowned and said, "You don't have to help set up the SeeD ball if you don't want to. I know how much work mean 'ole Squally- poo dumped on you. I'm going to ask Squall if he'll help, too!" Quistis didn't think that Squall would help; he'd probably brush Rinoa off. "Rin, you don't have to, I'll be there." The blonde juggled the bags a bit before adding, "When should I be at the ballroom?" "Hmm.try. 7? 7:15? Yea!" Rinoa looked pretty excited. ".Ok, I'll be there." Quistis reached for the red bags that Rinoa was still holding and walked back to her dorm. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Quisty!" Rinoa called out before knocking on her door. Rinoa.SeeD ball.oh. Oh! "Coming, Rinoa! Just a sec, let me throw something on." Quistis jumped up from her position on the bed and frantically reached for the brush on her dresser, trying to straighten out her hair while throwing on a pair of shorts. She balanced on one of her feet and reached out with her other foot for the small closet door, which held all of her shirts. Almost there. "Quistis, are you ready?" Rinoa said through the door. Quistis could just imagine Rinoa tapping her foot in annoyance. "Go without me, I'll be down in a sec, k?" replied the blonde, who was trying to clasp her hair up while squeezing into her old tennis shoes. She looked over herself in the small mirror hanging above her dressing, giving herself the silent 'ok'. She opened the door and looked down the hall. She had just missed Rinoa. The blonde made her way down the hallway, padding along while trying in vain to redo her hair. She reached the doors to the ballroom all to soon in her opinion, and slowly opened the doors, dreading the energetic Selphie. "Quistis! You're here!" yelled out Rinoa, who had stopped helping Squall put up the banner above the door. This caused Squall topple over, the banner coming down on top of him. Irvine walked over to where Squall was and helped him up. "Lemme help, Ice Queen?" The sharpshooter asked the Commander. This earned him a glare from Squall, but the brunette welcomed his help. Rinoa started to talk to Quistis at a million-miles-per-hour, telling her about relationship problems with her boyfriend, how the newest nail polish had finally come out, and that she was planning on giving Squall a upgrade for Lionheart for his birthday. Quistis nodded her head in the appropriate places, and slowly walked over to a table where Selphie was pointing at a map of Garden, showing a blonde man where to place all of the plants being imported for the Ball. Several areas's where marked in red and green, showing the mover where to put all of the huge trees. When the blonde man was finally done, Quistis took the previously occupied seat next to Selphie. Selphie bubbled enthusiastically when she saw Quistis; obviously she was happy to see the other woman. She wrapped her arms around Quistis, all the while yelling almost straight in the blonde's eardrum. "OhmyGod! You fiiinally here! We waited, like, forever! This years ball is gonna be a blast! I can't wait! I mean, we're like, even bringing in plants! It doesn't get better than this, baby!" the brunette yelled before letting go of Quistis, who looked rather disgruntled with the smaller girl's conduct. Selphie stepped back from the Instructor, and started talking about how she was thinking of getting a new chandelier for the ballroom. "I was thinking maybe, like, a subtle blue tint and old fashioned light bulbs? Whadaya think?" When Quistis didn't answer, she turned around. Quistis was just staring at her, looking a lot like Squall had a few months ago. "Um.Quisty?" The blonde snapped out of her reverie, and automatically said, "What? Oh, that's fine, blue is a gorgeous color, I agree." Selphie edged away from Quistis, obviously perturbed by her behavior. "Yah feeling ok, Quisty? You've been acting weird lately." Selphie peered at the other woman's face; maybe if she looked hard enough she could see what was bothering her. "Yeah, you should sit down!" the brunette agreed with herself. What does she mean? I am sitting down!
"Selphie, I am sitting down." Selphie went red. "Well, yes, I -I mean.it's meant as a metaphor!" she shook her head a little to exuberantly. "Ok." Whatever. Selphie almost hit Quistis when she jumped out of her chair and started flailing her arms everywhere, signaling down a man holding various blueprints. He started walking over to the girl's table, barely being able to hold all of the scrolls. "Whoa!" Five feet from the table, all of the paper sprung out of his hands, letting Quistis get her first good look at him. He had a dark skin tone, with almost-Asian eyes, and dark brown hair
A/N: This can be seen as a Nida/Quistis, and is a prequel to ... This sort of explains how Nida and Quistis got together, and also (if you look hard enough), hints at things to come. (I.E.: the chandelier) You'll have to look really hard here or really hard at the reviews.my beta's been dropping hints all over the place. *sighs* But thank god, not one person has truly guessed my plot yet! (if you don't count my beta) MUAHAHA! It's deeper than you guys think.lol. ~*~*~* Quistis Trepe slowly gathered her bags and papers from her desk, pausing momentarily to balance the numerous things hanging from her arms. She hung up the class roster on her way out the door, noting that 3 people had been absent from class that day. She should be happy. Squall had given her a job as an Instructor, she had more money than she knew what to do with, and she had numerous friends, new and old. Something was still missing. Something important. Quistis was an expert Squall-observer, but when it came to her own feelings, she often felt lost. Quistis knew the window to everyone's soul, but had yet to find the door to hers. Quistis Trepe, lost. It might have been funny to an outside viewer, but to her, she seemed to be drowning in the everyday routine. Her days blended together. Working, eating, conversing. It was an easy routine to adjust to. Time and time again she felt that she was merely looking in on someone else's life, instead of living her own. When she talked to anyone, the smile was pasted on her face, her mouth somehow moving without her consent; she talked and they listened. But when would she start listening to herself? She didn't know. Quistis wanted to scream out for someone to save her from the boring routine of life. But if she did that, she'd be admitting she had a problem. Quistis Trepe didn't have any problems. No, the Quistis Trepe she showed to the world never got angry, was always there for a shoulder to cry on, and was known as the best Instructor in the Garden. To top it off she was beautiful and blonde. Then why did she feel that empty ache in her heart? The one that constantly reminded her she was missing something. Maybe she should get a counselor. Her life was perfect! People would kill to be her! It was perfect.
"Quistis!" a shrill voice that Quistis pegged as Rinoa somehow breached her barriers. "Quistis!" the brunette somehow caught up with the blonde, who looked haphazardly around, as if looking for a way out, like she was lost. "Quistis, hon, you're going to help set up the SeeD ball? Selphie and I would be sooo grateful!" Rinoa batted her eyes up at Quistis. The Instructor grasped a handy lie, and then lost it. "Sure, I'll help." Quistis's answer was rather abrupt. "Could you help me with these bags?" she asked. The red one with the written SeeD test results was about to fly open. "'Course, hon!" Rinoa's hundred-watt smile made Quistis feel a little better. "Lemme get those for ya!" The smaller woman reached for the red bags hanging off Quistis's wrist. "Thanks, Rin. I'm really loaded down with all these tests to grade." Quistis told Rinoa. Rinoa frowned and said, "You don't have to help set up the SeeD ball if you don't want to. I know how much work mean 'ole Squally- poo dumped on you. I'm going to ask Squall if he'll help, too!" Quistis didn't think that Squall would help; he'd probably brush Rinoa off. "Rin, you don't have to, I'll be there." The blonde juggled the bags a bit before adding, "When should I be at the ballroom?" "Hmm.try. 7? 7:15? Yea!" Rinoa looked pretty excited. ".Ok, I'll be there." Quistis reached for the red bags that Rinoa was still holding and walked back to her dorm. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Quisty!" Rinoa called out before knocking on her door. Rinoa.SeeD ball.oh. Oh! "Coming, Rinoa! Just a sec, let me throw something on." Quistis jumped up from her position on the bed and frantically reached for the brush on her dresser, trying to straighten out her hair while throwing on a pair of shorts. She balanced on one of her feet and reached out with her other foot for the small closet door, which held all of her shirts. Almost there. "Quistis, are you ready?" Rinoa said through the door. Quistis could just imagine Rinoa tapping her foot in annoyance. "Go without me, I'll be down in a sec, k?" replied the blonde, who was trying to clasp her hair up while squeezing into her old tennis shoes. She looked over herself in the small mirror hanging above her dressing, giving herself the silent 'ok'. She opened the door and looked down the hall. She had just missed Rinoa. The blonde made her way down the hallway, padding along while trying in vain to redo her hair. She reached the doors to the ballroom all to soon in her opinion, and slowly opened the doors, dreading the energetic Selphie. "Quistis! You're here!" yelled out Rinoa, who had stopped helping Squall put up the banner above the door. This caused Squall topple over, the banner coming down on top of him. Irvine walked over to where Squall was and helped him up. "Lemme help, Ice Queen?" The sharpshooter asked the Commander. This earned him a glare from Squall, but the brunette welcomed his help. Rinoa started to talk to Quistis at a million-miles-per-hour, telling her about relationship problems with her boyfriend, how the newest nail polish had finally come out, and that she was planning on giving Squall a upgrade for Lionheart for his birthday. Quistis nodded her head in the appropriate places, and slowly walked over to a table where Selphie was pointing at a map of Garden, showing a blonde man where to place all of the plants being imported for the Ball. Several areas's where marked in red and green, showing the mover where to put all of the huge trees. When the blonde man was finally done, Quistis took the previously occupied seat next to Selphie. Selphie bubbled enthusiastically when she saw Quistis; obviously she was happy to see the other woman. She wrapped her arms around Quistis, all the while yelling almost straight in the blonde's eardrum. "OhmyGod! You fiiinally here! We waited, like, forever! This years ball is gonna be a blast! I can't wait! I mean, we're like, even bringing in plants! It doesn't get better than this, baby!" the brunette yelled before letting go of Quistis, who looked rather disgruntled with the smaller girl's conduct. Selphie stepped back from the Instructor, and started talking about how she was thinking of getting a new chandelier for the ballroom. "I was thinking maybe, like, a subtle blue tint and old fashioned light bulbs? Whadaya think?" When Quistis didn't answer, she turned around. Quistis was just staring at her, looking a lot like Squall had a few months ago. "Um.Quisty?" The blonde snapped out of her reverie, and automatically said, "What? Oh, that's fine, blue is a gorgeous color, I agree." Selphie edged away from Quistis, obviously perturbed by her behavior. "Yah feeling ok, Quisty? You've been acting weird lately." Selphie peered at the other woman's face; maybe if she looked hard enough she could see what was bothering her. "Yeah, you should sit down!" the brunette agreed with herself. What does she mean? I am sitting down!
"Selphie, I am sitting down." Selphie went red. "Well, yes, I -I mean.it's meant as a metaphor!" she shook her head a little to exuberantly. "Ok." Whatever. Selphie almost hit Quistis when she jumped out of her chair and started flailing her arms everywhere, signaling down a man holding various blueprints. He started walking over to the girl's table, barely being able to hold all of the scrolls. "Whoa!" Five feet from the table, all of the paper sprung out of his hands, letting Quistis get her first good look at him. He had a dark skin tone, with almost-Asian eyes, and dark brown hair
