Chapter 2 – A diversion
Straight from the Water Lily's mouth: Oh… Shootinstar and Raging Dragon… I love you guys…and your reviews that is. Keep them coming! And I'm sorry for the gasps and pants inside my dialogue… got lots of room for improvement here. See… that's what I need, constructive criticism. And more of your praises… Thankyouthankyouthankyou!! *gushing manner*
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Quistis dabbed his nose gently with a damp cloth, trying to wipe the blood away. There seemed to be more of it trickling down as she dabbed, and it made her terribly vexed.
"Leave it. I'll just have to use those white nose blood stopper thingies."
A thin line of tears flowed from the corner of her eyes. Maybe some particularly sad thought had crossed her mind (*snicker*).
"Hey, hey! What's wrong? I'm the one who's got beaten up, not you!" The recipient of her tender care pulled her face down to his chest and started stroking her fine, silky blond tresses.
It must have worked in his aim to stop the tears, for they ceased immediately as she snuggled her body against his.
"You feel so warm, my darling, and so comforting. Why is it that we do not do this more often?" She asked, laughter reflecting in her eyes, whose colour had often reminded him of a clear sky.
"Heh. That's 'cos you never seem to be in the mood. Always having your mind on something else, like 'Oooh, I have to grade the papers!' or 'No, I'm tired cos the weather's too hot'…"
"Seifer Almasy! Stop imitating me with that horrible screechy voice!" She started raining light punches on his shoulder to stop him from making fun of her.
"Ouch! How can you do that to an injured person?!!" He feigned a mask of great pain, hugging his side as if his ribs were fractured or something.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to… wait a minute! You rascal! It was your face that got injured, not your side!" She started to wear an angry face, and threw a white pillow huffily at him. He caught it deftly with one hand without so much as raising an eyebrow, demonstrating his incredible reflexes.
"You!!!" She started to scold him again, only to be silenced by a pair of soft lips sealing up her own.
Maybe I should thank Chicken-wuss for punching me up… He thought to himself in amusement as his hand travelled from her waist lower down to her tantalisingly taut butt……
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Author's Notes: I know this is pitifully short, but as I've titled it a diversion, I thought it shouldn't take up too much space.
Anyway, how did you like this Quifer/Seftis? More on this later. In fact, I'll even write another story entirely devoted to them, cos I like Quistis (even more than Squall and Rinoa, in fact)… and don't you think they make a fine pair? Heh……