Okay here's the next chapter. I should have put a label on bottom that there would be another chapter... ... I never said this author was bright. Especially after the crazy ride called life I've been riding...
Disclaimer I do not own FF 8 nor have ever claimed to. So don't send a big scary guy in a suit to my door and take what I don't have.
A day had past. Seifer's child remained in a coma. Poor Seifer refused any bite to eat. and for some strange reason Rinoa and taken to caterwauling Squall into trying to feeding him. Of course with little result. No one could make a man eat when his heart wasn't in it. About noon or some where around there, a pissy, and very drunk Irvine storms into the infirmary. Drunk cause he couldn't take the fact Seifer was still under their roof.
"Why don't you just leave her Seifer." Irvine says taking a swig on an almost empty whiskey bottle.
"I can't, not to mention your drunk." Seifer says coldly.
"I'm not drunk."
Seifer barely has time to get his nerves when Irvine grabs him by the collar and jerks him to his feet. Irvine's intentions not were hostile, and violent. Shit, what would get that girl Selphie in here to calm her boyfriend? Instinctively Seifer makes an error; He pushes Irvine backwards.
Irvine growls and clenches his fist. In slow motion Irvine's fist connects with Seifer's chin. Seifer stagger back stunned and falls. All he saw was chocobo's running around his head. Pretty yellow ones. No times to count chocobo's, Irvine grabs Seifer by the hair and drags him out of the infirmary. Seifer tried to keep his feet under him but it only made it hurt worse. Irvine drops him in the hallway. Seifer had to make his move.
Seifer couldn't fight. Fighting meant either loosing his daughter or having her kicked out of her place of care. He'd just have to take a beating, and pray that Irvine didn't have murder on his drunken mind.
Irvine kicks Seifer in a rage. Not caring where his boot landed. Seifer just rolled on the ground and tried not to irritate the beast to much. When his breath was lost, Irvine grabs Seifer's hair and pulls him to his feet. The wall was cold and hard against Seifer's back. His knees wanted to give out but Seifer held his ground. IT didn't take long for Irvine to deck him, then wrap his gloved hands around his throat.
"This will be the last time I see your ugly face." Irvine grumbles.
Seifer clenches his eyes shut and tries to pull in a breath. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't breathe. Energy was draining fast. He didn't have much time before he passed out. Seifer grabs Irvine's hands and tries to pull them away. Seifer apologies to his daughter then kicks Irvine. Irvine didn't flinch, he just slammed Seifer into the wall hard. Successfully knocking the fight out of Seifer.
The world melts to red. Precious seconds winding down slowly to the welcoming arms of unconsciousness. Seifer lets his body relax. It was no use fighting anymore. He'd failed his daughter in one way, but at most she'd get better.
"Stop it!"
"Your killing him!"
"Professor Irvine stop."
Three young students run up to Irvine. The of the three boys grab Irvine's arms and try to pry them away from Seifer's throat. Irvine barely noticed them there. The third stayed back thinking. Thinking about his lessons at what his teachers has taught him. All those classes they took so far nothing seemed to come into mind.
"Wait guys I know! SLEEP!" The closes his eyes and castes sleep.
Irvine's eyes close and he falls backward in a deep sleep. Seifer falling to the ground almost at the same time. The other two boys look at their classmate and smile. They did it they one. A small battle, but Selphie would reward them for keeping Irvine from killing someone. Hey, she awarded whenever they found him period.
"Cure." One of the boys castes on Seifer.
Seifer feels some of his energy come back. But some of the major wounds didn't heal. Like the broken ribs restricting his breathing. Using the wall he pulls himself to his feet. Every bone in his body resisting. Moving like there was no joints at all. Seifer takes a sharp breath and cringes as the pain responds to it. Bad move.
"Thank you." Seifer says weakly.
Seifer reaches in his pocket and pulls out what little money he had and hands it to the boys. Then without another word he staggers away to the bathroom to wash up. He could feel the slick, stickiness of blood caking to his face. Drying ever so quickly as he moved. Oddly enough the taste of coper was coming to his mouth. A taste that wasn't to uncommon. Rounding the bathroom he walks in.
He was alone in the bathroom, no students, no teachers, not another soul. Seifer walks up to the mirror and stares at his reflection. The blood showed what the cure, cured. But it also showed some bruises it didn't. Seifer reaches and turns on the water. cupping some water in his hands he splashes his face. It was cold but it felt good. With a new found energy Seifer washes off his face and his neck and fixed his hair.
Still some marks remained of his beating. Irvine's hand prints for one. A vivid purplish black color. So much for trying to hide the fact. Seifer groans and pulls up his collar. What he wouldn't give for his old jacket right now. Nonchalantly he returns to the infirmary. Back to his daughters side. No one noticed him entering. Much less the fact he was gone.
"Serine, it's dad." Seifer says softly.
Her eyes flicker open and she looks up at her dad. She smiles sweetly.
"Dad, you look bad." She says referring to his tired look.
"Yeah, don't worry about that. Welcome back." He messes up her hair. "How are you feeling?"
"Tired daddy." She answered softly. "Daddy, when are you goin' to rescue mommy?"
"I can't rescue you mom." Seifer says.
"But daddy all that took her and sissies, and brouder was a very bad man." Serine said with a confused look.
Seifer stares at his daughter. Could she be telling the truth? "Rest now."
Serine nods and drifts off into a restful sleep. He had to believe her. If there was any hope to get Ellone back and his children he just had to try. Even if it came from a mind of a child. Seifer laughed to himself. His daughter was more then a child, she was a gifted little girl. Most identify she was an Almsy.
Seifer gets up and heads for the door. He was going back to his house and find his old clothes he buried in his barn. On the way out he passes Squall. He pauses beside Squall.
"Watch Serine, I'll be back." Seifer promised then walked away.
Squall looks at the disappearing Seifer. He noticed the bruise marks on his neck. Seifer might be running, but he left his daughter in there care. As problematic as he was he'd never leave a child.
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Okay that's all I have.
Disclaimer I do not own FF 8 nor have ever claimed to. So don't send a big scary guy in a suit to my door and take what I don't have.
A day had past. Seifer's child remained in a coma. Poor Seifer refused any bite to eat. and for some strange reason Rinoa and taken to caterwauling Squall into trying to feeding him. Of course with little result. No one could make a man eat when his heart wasn't in it. About noon or some where around there, a pissy, and very drunk Irvine storms into the infirmary. Drunk cause he couldn't take the fact Seifer was still under their roof.
"Why don't you just leave her Seifer." Irvine says taking a swig on an almost empty whiskey bottle.
"I can't, not to mention your drunk." Seifer says coldly.
"I'm not drunk."
Seifer barely has time to get his nerves when Irvine grabs him by the collar and jerks him to his feet. Irvine's intentions not were hostile, and violent. Shit, what would get that girl Selphie in here to calm her boyfriend? Instinctively Seifer makes an error; He pushes Irvine backwards.
Irvine growls and clenches his fist. In slow motion Irvine's fist connects with Seifer's chin. Seifer stagger back stunned and falls. All he saw was chocobo's running around his head. Pretty yellow ones. No times to count chocobo's, Irvine grabs Seifer by the hair and drags him out of the infirmary. Seifer tried to keep his feet under him but it only made it hurt worse. Irvine drops him in the hallway. Seifer had to make his move.
Seifer couldn't fight. Fighting meant either loosing his daughter or having her kicked out of her place of care. He'd just have to take a beating, and pray that Irvine didn't have murder on his drunken mind.
Irvine kicks Seifer in a rage. Not caring where his boot landed. Seifer just rolled on the ground and tried not to irritate the beast to much. When his breath was lost, Irvine grabs Seifer's hair and pulls him to his feet. The wall was cold and hard against Seifer's back. His knees wanted to give out but Seifer held his ground. IT didn't take long for Irvine to deck him, then wrap his gloved hands around his throat.
"This will be the last time I see your ugly face." Irvine grumbles.
Seifer clenches his eyes shut and tries to pull in a breath. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't breathe. Energy was draining fast. He didn't have much time before he passed out. Seifer grabs Irvine's hands and tries to pull them away. Seifer apologies to his daughter then kicks Irvine. Irvine didn't flinch, he just slammed Seifer into the wall hard. Successfully knocking the fight out of Seifer.
The world melts to red. Precious seconds winding down slowly to the welcoming arms of unconsciousness. Seifer lets his body relax. It was no use fighting anymore. He'd failed his daughter in one way, but at most she'd get better.
"Stop it!"
"Your killing him!"
"Professor Irvine stop."
Three young students run up to Irvine. The of the three boys grab Irvine's arms and try to pry them away from Seifer's throat. Irvine barely noticed them there. The third stayed back thinking. Thinking about his lessons at what his teachers has taught him. All those classes they took so far nothing seemed to come into mind.
"Wait guys I know! SLEEP!" The closes his eyes and castes sleep.
Irvine's eyes close and he falls backward in a deep sleep. Seifer falling to the ground almost at the same time. The other two boys look at their classmate and smile. They did it they one. A small battle, but Selphie would reward them for keeping Irvine from killing someone. Hey, she awarded whenever they found him period.
"Cure." One of the boys castes on Seifer.
Seifer feels some of his energy come back. But some of the major wounds didn't heal. Like the broken ribs restricting his breathing. Using the wall he pulls himself to his feet. Every bone in his body resisting. Moving like there was no joints at all. Seifer takes a sharp breath and cringes as the pain responds to it. Bad move.
"Thank you." Seifer says weakly.
Seifer reaches in his pocket and pulls out what little money he had and hands it to the boys. Then without another word he staggers away to the bathroom to wash up. He could feel the slick, stickiness of blood caking to his face. Drying ever so quickly as he moved. Oddly enough the taste of coper was coming to his mouth. A taste that wasn't to uncommon. Rounding the bathroom he walks in.
He was alone in the bathroom, no students, no teachers, not another soul. Seifer walks up to the mirror and stares at his reflection. The blood showed what the cure, cured. But it also showed some bruises it didn't. Seifer reaches and turns on the water. cupping some water in his hands he splashes his face. It was cold but it felt good. With a new found energy Seifer washes off his face and his neck and fixed his hair.
Still some marks remained of his beating. Irvine's hand prints for one. A vivid purplish black color. So much for trying to hide the fact. Seifer groans and pulls up his collar. What he wouldn't give for his old jacket right now. Nonchalantly he returns to the infirmary. Back to his daughters side. No one noticed him entering. Much less the fact he was gone.
"Serine, it's dad." Seifer says softly.
Her eyes flicker open and she looks up at her dad. She smiles sweetly.
"Dad, you look bad." She says referring to his tired look.
"Yeah, don't worry about that. Welcome back." He messes up her hair. "How are you feeling?"
"Tired daddy." She answered softly. "Daddy, when are you goin' to rescue mommy?"
"I can't rescue you mom." Seifer says.
"But daddy all that took her and sissies, and brouder was a very bad man." Serine said with a confused look.
Seifer stares at his daughter. Could she be telling the truth? "Rest now."
Serine nods and drifts off into a restful sleep. He had to believe her. If there was any hope to get Ellone back and his children he just had to try. Even if it came from a mind of a child. Seifer laughed to himself. His daughter was more then a child, she was a gifted little girl. Most identify she was an Almsy.
Seifer gets up and heads for the door. He was going back to his house and find his old clothes he buried in his barn. On the way out he passes Squall. He pauses beside Squall.
"Watch Serine, I'll be back." Seifer promised then walked away.
Squall looks at the disappearing Seifer. He noticed the bruise marks on his neck. Seifer might be running, but he left his daughter in there care. As problematic as he was he'd never leave a child.
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Okay that's all I have.