The sky above
Part 2: Pieces of their broken hearts
Author's notes: Hey there, here's part three. It's a bit shorter… I guess. Next part's coming soon (look forward to part 3!)
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~ She made him fly and led him fall. His heart was the only thing that broke ~
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After a long pause of silence, Quistis finally spoke. "I'm- I'm sorry, Seifer." It was hardly more than a whisper, and when he didn't react, she almost feared he hadn't heard her at all.
"Liar", he said in a voice cold as ice, looking down at her without an emotion touching his face. His grin had disappeared, and therefore, his barrier was finally down.
His defence, shattered by her obviously unexpected excuse.
"You're right, I should have helped you… even though you never wanted *my* help."
His eyes darkened, but he kept quiet. His grip tightened around his Hyperion and-
he turned away.
Quistis couldn't help but sigh, as she watched him leave.
Her student.
Maybe Seifer was right: They would fail. Again…
She turned to Rinoa, who was standing a few steps away, looking at Quistis with big, innocent eyes.
'Of course…
…she doesn't know…
…she never knew…
that Seifer really loved her…
And maybe still…'
"Quistis…?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't worry. He will come back. He won't give up… he will fight, he will struggle… until the day he can finally call himself a SeeD."
She was right. Of course she was. She was Rinoa Heartilly, the woman who saw people with her heart, not with her eyes.
Quistis looked at her, suddenly fighting against upcoming tears. No-one else deserved Squall more than her, no-one else.
The perception almost broke her heart.
Lowering her view, she hoped the girl wouldn't notice.
"Let's call it a night" Quistis quietly offered, her self-control suppressing the urge to cry. "It's already dark outside."
"Why don't you go? You look tired. I'll finish my training and go to bed then."
Quistis frowned. "I don't think this is a good idea. What if you're wounded? No-one will be there…"
"I'm not a baby!" Instantly, Rinoa's expression had changed. Her face was now harder, her body had straightened.
'It means… so much to her?'
'Why?', Quistis asked herself. 'Why is she doing this? Why would she want to become a SeeD? Is Seifer right? Is she trying to impress Squall? But… why?'
"Fine", Quistis gave in, pushing the thoughts aside. "But be careful. And don't fight a T-Rex. They're strong."
With that, Quistis left the sorceress and headed towards the floors. What a day…
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Finally reaching her dorm, Quistis was so tired, she almost immediately fell into her bed, drifting into sleep after only a few minutes.
~~~She smiled,
The beautiful, young woman with the long, golden hair.
Smiling… smiling as if pain simply didn't exist. Smiling… as if she'd never been hurt her whole life.
"My daughter", she whispered, reaching out her hand.
"Mom! Why did you leave me? Why?"
But Quistis' question echoed unanswered in the darkness that surrounded her again.~~~
Part 2: Pieces of their broken hearts
Author's notes: Hey there, here's part three. It's a bit shorter… I guess. Next part's coming soon (look forward to part 3!)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
~ She made him fly and led him fall. His heart was the only thing that broke ~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
After a long pause of silence, Quistis finally spoke. "I'm- I'm sorry, Seifer." It was hardly more than a whisper, and when he didn't react, she almost feared he hadn't heard her at all.
"Liar", he said in a voice cold as ice, looking down at her without an emotion touching his face. His grin had disappeared, and therefore, his barrier was finally down.
His defence, shattered by her obviously unexpected excuse.
"You're right, I should have helped you… even though you never wanted *my* help."
His eyes darkened, but he kept quiet. His grip tightened around his Hyperion and-
he turned away.
Quistis couldn't help but sigh, as she watched him leave.
Her student.
Maybe Seifer was right: They would fail. Again…
She turned to Rinoa, who was standing a few steps away, looking at Quistis with big, innocent eyes.
'Of course…
…she doesn't know…
…she never knew…
that Seifer really loved her…
And maybe still…'
"Quistis…?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't worry. He will come back. He won't give up… he will fight, he will struggle… until the day he can finally call himself a SeeD."
She was right. Of course she was. She was Rinoa Heartilly, the woman who saw people with her heart, not with her eyes.
Quistis looked at her, suddenly fighting against upcoming tears. No-one else deserved Squall more than her, no-one else.
The perception almost broke her heart.
Lowering her view, she hoped the girl wouldn't notice.
"Let's call it a night" Quistis quietly offered, her self-control suppressing the urge to cry. "It's already dark outside."
"Why don't you go? You look tired. I'll finish my training and go to bed then."
Quistis frowned. "I don't think this is a good idea. What if you're wounded? No-one will be there…"
"I'm not a baby!" Instantly, Rinoa's expression had changed. Her face was now harder, her body had straightened.
'It means… so much to her?'
'Why?', Quistis asked herself. 'Why is she doing this? Why would she want to become a SeeD? Is Seifer right? Is she trying to impress Squall? But… why?'
"Fine", Quistis gave in, pushing the thoughts aside. "But be careful. And don't fight a T-Rex. They're strong."
With that, Quistis left the sorceress and headed towards the floors. What a day…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
Finally reaching her dorm, Quistis was so tired, she almost immediately fell into her bed, drifting into sleep after only a few minutes.
~~~She smiled,
The beautiful, young woman with the long, golden hair.
Smiling… smiling as if pain simply didn't exist. Smiling… as if she'd never been hurt her whole life.
"My daughter", she whispered, reaching out her hand.
"Mom! Why did you leave me? Why?"
But Quistis' question echoed unanswered in the darkness that surrounded her again.~~~