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"Yes, we WILL see." She replied with a sardonic grin.
As the elevator lift returned to the first floor to its original position, the two people shot each other almost identical challenging grins before turning their backs on each other and heading in their own separate directions.
It was the day before Quistis was to start tutoring Seifer. She was sitting on a bench in the Secret Area of the training center, quietly reading a novel she had randomly picked off the shelf in the library.
Quistis had planned on STAYING in the library, but Zell had been there and had been talking it up with his girlfriend, the library girl, whose name had slipped her mind at the moment. So, she checked out the book she had in her hands, slipped it into her pocket, and then left.
She wandered around Garden for a little bit before finally deciding to visit the training center. After fighting and defeating a few Grats and an unusually extremely tough T-Rexaur, Quistis decided to go read in the secret area.
This decision was made because she knew no one would be there before curfew, considering you are allowed practically anywhere before curfew and that the Secret Area was for students who would want to stay up after curfew. This was where she was now.
Quistis sighed as she turned the page of the book.
'What is UP with these romance novels' she thought, exasperated.
She closed the book up without marking what page she was on, long since she had grown bored with the novel. As the silence inside the Secret Area made her uneasy, her thoughts began to drift to Seifer.
She hadn't seen him in many months and then suddenly, he just POPS out of nowhere and returns to Balamb Garden. She couldn't believe that Cid had actually let him back in, after all the things he did.
'But,' she reasoned with herself, 'he WAS under mind control, like Matron was.'
Quistis wasn't aware of the pair of eyes that were observing her a distance away, too deep into her thoughts.
'If Matron was let back in, why shouldn't Seifer ALSO be let back in and not banned?' She was speaking to herself inside her own head by this time. 'I mean, she committed more crimes then he did, so he shouldn't be blamed for all of this, should he?'
'Okay, what am I thinking?!? This is SEIFER for Hyne's sake! You know, the one who tried to aggravate you every single moment of your entire teaching career? The one you despise?' She shook her head to clear off her mind, but her thoughts had something else in mind rather than clearing off.
An image of the cocky, blonde Sorceress' Knight came pushing to the front of her thoughts. She observed the picture inside of her mind and had to confess that Seifer wasn't really that bad looking.
Too caught up in her thoughts, she didn't notice the figure that had approached her until it sat down hard onto the empty space beside her on the bench. Quistis was startled and had leapt up a foot in the air, and then fell off the bench. She looked up into the green eyes of none other than Seifer Almasy.
Her eyes stayed in contact with his, drawn in by the depth of his two green orbs that were staring back at her. She just had to admit to herself that they were the most intriguing thing she had ever seen. She kept on staring until she was woken out of her reverie with a hand stuck directly in her face, waving annoyingly.
"Quistis? Hey, Instructor Trepe! Are you there?" Seifer looked almost concerned. Almost.
Quistis swatted his hand away from her face. She shook her head once more and looked at him after her thoughts had long gone disappeared. His face held a combination of emotions, which included curiosity, puzzlement, and, just when she was thinking he was actually going to care about her, amusement.
"What do you want Seifer? And when did you get here?" She looked at him with discomfort.
Seifer snorted. "Are you kidding me?" He asked in disbelief. "How could YOU have missed my ENTRANCE?" He swept his arms out in a display of dramatics. He then grinned. "Thinking about me too much again Instructor?"
Quistis stopped breathing. 'How did he know?' she thought desperately. When she found out that he was just kidding a moment later, she let out a relieved sigh and looked at him wryly before beginning to reply.
"Oh please Seifer, why would you think that I would think about YOU?"
"Oh I don't know, maybe because I'm still your favorite student?" he teased. "Or maybe because you're madly in love with me and just don't have the guts to tell me?"
Quistis laughed dryly. "Only in your wildest dreams, Almasy."
"You don't WANT to know what my wildest dreams are about when it involves YOU, Trepe." He replied, sounding completely serious.
Quistis blushed and tried to shake off the feeling quickly, but Seifer saw her before her face had returned to its normal color. He grinned.
"So, you DO want to know, eh Trepe?" he mocked playfully. "Didn't know you were like that."
The blush had long disappeared from her face and she had her cerulean blue eyes narrowed at him.
"Whatever, Seifer." She retorted. "I'm leaving." She stood up and proceeded to exit the Secret Area. Before she reached the outside, however, Seifer called out to her.
"Wait! Quistis!"
She turned and looked at him curiously. He shot her a cocky grin.
"Remember our little challenge for each other?" he asked. "This counts as the first time I've aggravated you. And so far, I'm winning! You're losing your touch." He pointed out to her.
Quistis huffed indignantly. "Hardly, Almasy." With that, she continued the rest of her way out by stomping out while ignoring the laughter of Seifer drifting into her ears.
I do not own ANY characters that you will read about in this story. They ALL belong to SquareSoft. Darn it.*snaps fingers* .. Anyways, ENJOY!
"Yes, we WILL see." She replied with a sardonic grin.
As the elevator lift returned to the first floor to its original position, the two people shot each other almost identical challenging grins before turning their backs on each other and heading in their own separate directions.
It was the day before Quistis was to start tutoring Seifer. She was sitting on a bench in the Secret Area of the training center, quietly reading a novel she had randomly picked off the shelf in the library.
Quistis had planned on STAYING in the library, but Zell had been there and had been talking it up with his girlfriend, the library girl, whose name had slipped her mind at the moment. So, she checked out the book she had in her hands, slipped it into her pocket, and then left.
She wandered around Garden for a little bit before finally deciding to visit the training center. After fighting and defeating a few Grats and an unusually extremely tough T-Rexaur, Quistis decided to go read in the secret area.
This decision was made because she knew no one would be there before curfew, considering you are allowed practically anywhere before curfew and that the Secret Area was for students who would want to stay up after curfew. This was where she was now.
Quistis sighed as she turned the page of the book.
'What is UP with these romance novels' she thought, exasperated.
She closed the book up without marking what page she was on, long since she had grown bored with the novel. As the silence inside the Secret Area made her uneasy, her thoughts began to drift to Seifer.
She hadn't seen him in many months and then suddenly, he just POPS out of nowhere and returns to Balamb Garden. She couldn't believe that Cid had actually let him back in, after all the things he did.
'But,' she reasoned with herself, 'he WAS under mind control, like Matron was.'
Quistis wasn't aware of the pair of eyes that were observing her a distance away, too deep into her thoughts.
'If Matron was let back in, why shouldn't Seifer ALSO be let back in and not banned?' She was speaking to herself inside her own head by this time. 'I mean, she committed more crimes then he did, so he shouldn't be blamed for all of this, should he?'
'Okay, what am I thinking?!? This is SEIFER for Hyne's sake! You know, the one who tried to aggravate you every single moment of your entire teaching career? The one you despise?' She shook her head to clear off her mind, but her thoughts had something else in mind rather than clearing off.
An image of the cocky, blonde Sorceress' Knight came pushing to the front of her thoughts. She observed the picture inside of her mind and had to confess that Seifer wasn't really that bad looking.
Too caught up in her thoughts, she didn't notice the figure that had approached her until it sat down hard onto the empty space beside her on the bench. Quistis was startled and had leapt up a foot in the air, and then fell off the bench. She looked up into the green eyes of none other than Seifer Almasy.
Her eyes stayed in contact with his, drawn in by the depth of his two green orbs that were staring back at her. She just had to admit to herself that they were the most intriguing thing she had ever seen. She kept on staring until she was woken out of her reverie with a hand stuck directly in her face, waving annoyingly.
"Quistis? Hey, Instructor Trepe! Are you there?" Seifer looked almost concerned. Almost.
Quistis swatted his hand away from her face. She shook her head once more and looked at him after her thoughts had long gone disappeared. His face held a combination of emotions, which included curiosity, puzzlement, and, just when she was thinking he was actually going to care about her, amusement.
"What do you want Seifer? And when did you get here?" She looked at him with discomfort.
Seifer snorted. "Are you kidding me?" He asked in disbelief. "How could YOU have missed my ENTRANCE?" He swept his arms out in a display of dramatics. He then grinned. "Thinking about me too much again Instructor?"
Quistis stopped breathing. 'How did he know?' she thought desperately. When she found out that he was just kidding a moment later, she let out a relieved sigh and looked at him wryly before beginning to reply.
"Oh please Seifer, why would you think that I would think about YOU?"
"Oh I don't know, maybe because I'm still your favorite student?" he teased. "Or maybe because you're madly in love with me and just don't have the guts to tell me?"
Quistis laughed dryly. "Only in your wildest dreams, Almasy."
"You don't WANT to know what my wildest dreams are about when it involves YOU, Trepe." He replied, sounding completely serious.
Quistis blushed and tried to shake off the feeling quickly, but Seifer saw her before her face had returned to its normal color. He grinned.
"So, you DO want to know, eh Trepe?" he mocked playfully. "Didn't know you were like that."
The blush had long disappeared from her face and she had her cerulean blue eyes narrowed at him.
"Whatever, Seifer." She retorted. "I'm leaving." She stood up and proceeded to exit the Secret Area. Before she reached the outside, however, Seifer called out to her.
"Wait! Quistis!"
She turned and looked at him curiously. He shot her a cocky grin.
"Remember our little challenge for each other?" he asked. "This counts as the first time I've aggravated you. And so far, I'm winning! You're losing your touch." He pointed out to her.
Quistis huffed indignantly. "Hardly, Almasy." With that, she continued the rest of her way out by stomping out while ignoring the laughter of Seifer drifting into her ears.