The sky above
Part 6: Open your eyes
Author's notes: Heyheyhey! Finally Part 6, or chap 7, or whatever. You'll notice that the story now focuses on another character. (Now, I'm not bored of Quistis. I just needed a change.) It's hard to think like Seifer (damn, now I ruined it. Okay, the other character is Seifer.) Or it's hard to think like I think he'd think. ~_~
Anyway, lean back and enjoy the show.
Oh yeah, and thank you so much for the nice reviews!!! What about more? …Please?
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~She thinks she can save herself from seeing the darkness when she closes her eyes~
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~~~She was a small woman with emerald-eyes and hair like waves of light. She reached out for him, out of her aura of light, and into the darkness that surrounded him.
"Do you… remember?", she asked, her voice a wind's whisper.
"Mom… ." Seifer had no tongue to speak, no hand to gesture. Nevertheless, he instinctively knew, that it was now all unnecessary. He know knew the only right way to communicate: With words, that could cross oceans and continents, that were heard in the past and future like they were heard right now.
"Do you… remember?"
"…What?"
She smiled peacefully, closing her eyes.
"Love"
Her image faded and another woman appeared in the faint light. A tall woman, with cerulean eyes.
"Quistis."
The blonde opened her mouth to speak, but terrified realized, that she was unable to form a single word.
"Quistis", he slowly repeated. A hand reached out of the darkness behind her and grabbed her wrist. He reacted without thinking, taking her other hand pulling her towards him.
Every sign of life left Quistis' eyes, and it was, as if her body was reduced to a lifeless doll between him and the shadows.
"Do you think you can rescue her?", his mother's voice cruelly laughed. "You're just saving her from one darkness, while you're dragging her into your own."
But Seifer didn't listen. This time, he would save her. From darkness and even from herself. ~~~
Seifer opened his eyes and found himself back in his bedroom. It was already morning, and the sun shined through the little window directly on his face. He sat up and yawned. Thanks to his dreams, he felt as if he hadn't slept at all. Rubbing his chin, he wondered why he had those nightmares... why about his mother? And… more importantly, why about the instructor? He couldn't help but call her instructor, even in his thoughts. He knew she wasn't one anymore, but some things simply shouldn't be changed.
He decided to get up and dress. But whatever he did, his dreams seemed to haunt him. His mother's words kept repeating in his mind, and the image of a terrified Quistis was frozen in front of his inner eye. He growled, sat down on a chair, and covered his face with both hands. It was just a stupid dream… a stupid dream about his dead mother and his ex-instructor.
A lopsided grin formed on his face. 'So, that's why they call me a psychopath.'
When he had finally finished dressing, he went to the cafeteria to see if Rinoa was around. He didn't know why he wished to see her and wasn't quite sure if he actually wanted to know. But then again, he was convinced that there was no reason to worry. He was doubtlessly over his little affection towards her. Affection, because he would never call this childish, ridiculous feeling love. Thinking about it, even when she was his girl- friend, they never really talked about their feelings towards each other. And even though 'I love you' was a very popular term among teenager couples, none of them ever said those words and none of them ever wished to hear them. At least, as far as he knew.
He stopped dead as he saw Instructor Trepe leaving the cafeteria and immediately wondered, if Rinoa was with her. As he realized that she was alone, and no-one would follow her through the door, Seifer waited for Quistis to approach.
"Morning, instructor", he greeted her.
"Seifer! I was looking for you!"
'As in good old times', he thought grimly. 'She's doing her job, and forgetting about yesterday's little incident. How easy for her.'
"Sounds like you're back in business", he said, wondering whether or not his sarcasm would shine through his words. But it didn't, or she simply chose to ignore the hidden meaning.
"As a matter of fact, yes. So let's go. Until Rinoa has fully recovered, we'll do the training alone."
"Seems like your perfect little world has started turning again", he cynically stated, watching her face. "I hope puberty boy already took his chance and apologized. I'm sure he wouldn't want to loose his beautiful little lover."
Her eyes widened, first in shock, then in anger. Nevertheless, she stayed calm and answered in a cool voice: "I'm *not* his little lover. He's very happy with Rinoa."
Seifer lowered his view. He was actually enjoying this. Shaking her 'perfect little world' turned out to be a lot of fun. Always denying, always ignoring. How could she possibly believe it was that easy?
He decided to teach her a little lesson of his own.
"I know you aren't his lover", he explained. "I'm not dumb. He's faithful and Rinoa is his true love and yadda yadda. But… if he asked you, if he told you Rinoa would never find out. Wouldn't you take your chance?"
"Seifer!", she shouted in her old instructor manner, "do you really think I'm going to answer that?"
Seifer laughed. "No. As I said before, I'm not dumb. You'd never admit it. You'd probably say that Rinoa is your friend, and that your little 'thing' for Squall is a sisterly love. You're so #%$§* idealistic, you'd never admit it. But in the end, you wouldn't give a damn about Rinoa and decide to have your fun with puberty boy."
She raised her hand, and slapped him hardly, not caring about who may watched them. Without a word, she left with fast steps, leaving a slightly grinning Seifer behind.
'Maybe', he thought, 'just maybe, she can still be helped.'
Part 6: Open your eyes
Author's notes: Heyheyhey! Finally Part 6, or chap 7, or whatever. You'll notice that the story now focuses on another character. (Now, I'm not bored of Quistis. I just needed a change.) It's hard to think like Seifer (damn, now I ruined it. Okay, the other character is Seifer.) Or it's hard to think like I think he'd think. ~_~
Anyway, lean back and enjoy the show.
Oh yeah, and thank you so much for the nice reviews!!! What about more? …Please?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
~She thinks she can save herself from seeing the darkness when she closes her eyes~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
~~~She was a small woman with emerald-eyes and hair like waves of light. She reached out for him, out of her aura of light, and into the darkness that surrounded him.
"Do you… remember?", she asked, her voice a wind's whisper.
"Mom… ." Seifer had no tongue to speak, no hand to gesture. Nevertheless, he instinctively knew, that it was now all unnecessary. He know knew the only right way to communicate: With words, that could cross oceans and continents, that were heard in the past and future like they were heard right now.
"Do you… remember?"
"…What?"
She smiled peacefully, closing her eyes.
"Love"
Her image faded and another woman appeared in the faint light. A tall woman, with cerulean eyes.
"Quistis."
The blonde opened her mouth to speak, but terrified realized, that she was unable to form a single word.
"Quistis", he slowly repeated. A hand reached out of the darkness behind her and grabbed her wrist. He reacted without thinking, taking her other hand pulling her towards him.
Every sign of life left Quistis' eyes, and it was, as if her body was reduced to a lifeless doll between him and the shadows.
"Do you think you can rescue her?", his mother's voice cruelly laughed. "You're just saving her from one darkness, while you're dragging her into your own."
But Seifer didn't listen. This time, he would save her. From darkness and even from herself. ~~~
Seifer opened his eyes and found himself back in his bedroom. It was already morning, and the sun shined through the little window directly on his face. He sat up and yawned. Thanks to his dreams, he felt as if he hadn't slept at all. Rubbing his chin, he wondered why he had those nightmares... why about his mother? And… more importantly, why about the instructor? He couldn't help but call her instructor, even in his thoughts. He knew she wasn't one anymore, but some things simply shouldn't be changed.
He decided to get up and dress. But whatever he did, his dreams seemed to haunt him. His mother's words kept repeating in his mind, and the image of a terrified Quistis was frozen in front of his inner eye. He growled, sat down on a chair, and covered his face with both hands. It was just a stupid dream… a stupid dream about his dead mother and his ex-instructor.
A lopsided grin formed on his face. 'So, that's why they call me a psychopath.'
When he had finally finished dressing, he went to the cafeteria to see if Rinoa was around. He didn't know why he wished to see her and wasn't quite sure if he actually wanted to know. But then again, he was convinced that there was no reason to worry. He was doubtlessly over his little affection towards her. Affection, because he would never call this childish, ridiculous feeling love. Thinking about it, even when she was his girl- friend, they never really talked about their feelings towards each other. And even though 'I love you' was a very popular term among teenager couples, none of them ever said those words and none of them ever wished to hear them. At least, as far as he knew.
He stopped dead as he saw Instructor Trepe leaving the cafeteria and immediately wondered, if Rinoa was with her. As he realized that she was alone, and no-one would follow her through the door, Seifer waited for Quistis to approach.
"Morning, instructor", he greeted her.
"Seifer! I was looking for you!"
'As in good old times', he thought grimly. 'She's doing her job, and forgetting about yesterday's little incident. How easy for her.'
"Sounds like you're back in business", he said, wondering whether or not his sarcasm would shine through his words. But it didn't, or she simply chose to ignore the hidden meaning.
"As a matter of fact, yes. So let's go. Until Rinoa has fully recovered, we'll do the training alone."
"Seems like your perfect little world has started turning again", he cynically stated, watching her face. "I hope puberty boy already took his chance and apologized. I'm sure he wouldn't want to loose his beautiful little lover."
Her eyes widened, first in shock, then in anger. Nevertheless, she stayed calm and answered in a cool voice: "I'm *not* his little lover. He's very happy with Rinoa."
Seifer lowered his view. He was actually enjoying this. Shaking her 'perfect little world' turned out to be a lot of fun. Always denying, always ignoring. How could she possibly believe it was that easy?
He decided to teach her a little lesson of his own.
"I know you aren't his lover", he explained. "I'm not dumb. He's faithful and Rinoa is his true love and yadda yadda. But… if he asked you, if he told you Rinoa would never find out. Wouldn't you take your chance?"
"Seifer!", she shouted in her old instructor manner, "do you really think I'm going to answer that?"
Seifer laughed. "No. As I said before, I'm not dumb. You'd never admit it. You'd probably say that Rinoa is your friend, and that your little 'thing' for Squall is a sisterly love. You're so #%$§* idealistic, you'd never admit it. But in the end, you wouldn't give a damn about Rinoa and decide to have your fun with puberty boy."
She raised her hand, and slapped him hardly, not caring about who may watched them. Without a word, she left with fast steps, leaving a slightly grinning Seifer behind.
'Maybe', he thought, 'just maybe, she can still be helped.'