(¯`'·.¸(¯`'·. Chapter Seven .·'´¯)¸.·'´¯)
(¯`'·. Cell .·'´¯)
Seifer Almasy had never been so humiliated in his life. He was standing in front of a police camera holding a little placard his name spelled out in white letters. There was an officer taping a number to the back of his trench coat.
"What's that for?" Seifer asked with a growl.
"To keep track of you, Once you in here you don't have a name anymore. You are a number to us that's all" The office said giving him a smirk back. Seifer's mouth turned down in a scowl, and he brought his fist right across the police officer's jaw. The officer fell to the ground three more rushing into the room.
"Cuff him" the largest one said, as the other two tackled Seifer. He fought against them swinging his fist, busting open one of his knuckles on their face. The large man came at him then swinging a black billy club. There was a loud crack at it connected with the space right above his left eyebrow. It split open almost immediately flooding his eye with blood. They snapped handcuffs onto him again while he was dazed. Seifer stood there his anger fuming as they snapped about five pictures of him from all angles. When it was over the pushed him down a dank hallway passed about fifteen cells. All were full of dirty looking people, most soaked to the bone.
One of them removed his handcuffs. The blood was pouring down his face leaving little speckles on his lapel. The police officers tossed him in a small gray holding cell. Luckily they weren't stupid enough to put him with anyone else. The walls were cinder blocks and couldn't hold the heat in. A small bed sat against one wall and a hole in the ground for sanitary purposes sat in the opposite corner.
Seifer turned to look at them his infamous smirk growing across his face. He reached up behind him tearing the number off his back. He crumpled it into a ball before dropping it to the floor. Seifer Almasy had more pride then to let himself be referred to as a number.
"You'll pay for that" the one said who Seifer had punched in the face. Seifer threw his head back and chuckled. The officer left stomping down the hallway angrily.
He looked up through the bars when he saw a man in an expensive business suite walk up.
"Hello I'm Xavier March. I'm your attorney" the suite said handing him a cream-colored business card through the bars. Seifer took it then let it flutter to the ground with a skeptical look.
"Well, you've got an open and shut case. I killed Castle Billings. And I just happen to be in love with his wife. So there's your motive. Oh did I mention that I conveniently left the murder weapon in his neck?" Seifer said with a great roll of his eyes. The attorney chuckled and grabbed a chair from near by.
"I see what they say about you is right" March said making himself comfortable.
"And what would that be?" Seifer said rising an eyebrow.
"You're quite the rebel, all ready roughed up a few officers this morning" March replied opening his dark brown briefcase.
"Never mind that now. Tell me really why you killed Castle Billings" The lawyer said pulling out a yellow pad of paper.
"He beat the shit out of his wife. Any man should die for that" Seifer said his voice practically a growl. March nodded making some comments on his notepad.
"You'd think the world would be a happier place with him dead. Obviously the police don't think so" Seifer continued gesturing at his surroundings. Blood rained down from his hand where he has split his knuckle earlier.
"Well one of Billings' friend is a well paid attorney. He isn't going to let this go easily" March said standing up. Seifer stood up with him as well.
"Leaving all ready?" Seifer asked.
"I'm going to go find out how many times Quistis Billings has been in the hospital since their marriage" March said. Seifer smirked at him and watched him leave.
Awhile later he got his second visitor. She was a vision in a red dress with a plastic red trench coat over it. Her hands were clasped around a red umbrella. Her eyes looked at him through a pair of dark sunglasses. It seemed like forever that she just stood there staring at him. He was not able to take his eyes from her. Then he noticed a guard was standing beside her carrying a white first aid kit.
"You're ok!" Seifer exclaimed getting to his feet noticing the bandages wrapped around her wrists. His heart lept for joy just to know that she was alive. She smiled a little at him nodding. The guard cleared his throat taking a key out of his pocket. He opened the call slowly allowing her in, setting the first aid kit just inside the door.
"You need anything Mrs. Billings, I'm right at the end of my hall with my revolver" The officer said.
"Thank you, Kadar. I'll keep that in mind" Quistis said giving him her best award-winning smile.
"What happened to you?" she asked eyeing the wound above his eyebrow.
"Oh my face got in a disagreement with one of the guards billy club" Seifer said with a smirk.
"Your fist too?" she said raising her eyebrows.
"Well I wasn't going down without a fight" he said.
"Same old Seifer" she grinned sitting down next to him on the bed. She opened the first aid kit and began expertly to clean the wound.
"I'm sorry about all this Seifer," she said. He nodded raking a hand through his hair.
"I did what I had to Quistis" he replied watching her movements. He tried not to wince as she applied ointment.
"Your trial has all ready been set, It's tomorrow" Quistis told him sifting her position to bandage his knuckle. What a bad time it was for Seifer to notice her long legs and the way she crossed them. He shook his head trying to clear the inappropriate thoughts.
"Will you be there?" He asked.
"Of course, I'm a key witness" Quistis said softly looking down at the floor. The water was dripping from her umbrella creating a small puddle on the tile.
"Against me?" Seifer said angry standing up. She nodded a little looking up to meet his piercing emerald eyes.
"I have to! If I don't I could go to jail" she exclaimed.
"You were there, you know why I did it! I did it for you! I love you!" he said starting to pace along the short cell. She stood up her heels clicking on the ground.
"I'll do anything I can to set you free Seifer" she said resting her hands on the painted dull bars. He walked over to her touching her hand lightly.
"Why do you always were red?" he asked suddenly looking up into her shimmering sapphire eyes. She took a shaky breath her shoulders slumping a bit.
"It hides the blood better" she said her voice barley above a whisper. Seifer cringed visibly.
"I swear Quistis, when this is all over. We'll leave this place, and you can wear any color you want. You can prance around in a pair of yellow panties for all I care. Just leave this place with me" he said gripping her hand. She smiled a little at his joke.
"Let's just take things one step at a time" she said brushing his cheek with her lips. He grinned at her as she stepped back a bit.
"I'll see you tomorrow," she said. Seifer didn't want to let her go. He wanted her to stay there forever.
"Kadar" she called to the officer, who appeared a second later rifle in hand. The officer opened the door, Quistis handing the first aid kit to him. She glanced over her shoulder at Seifer resting a hand on one of the bars.
"Good luck tomorrow" she said leaving.
He was alone in the cell once again. He dropped down onto the bed putting his hands behind his head. A person could go crazy with nothing to look at but the four gray walls.
He stared up at the cracking ceiling thinking only of her. The places they could go if they just made it through this. Where would they go? Balamb, no it was too close to their old home. Timber? No there were too many memories of his summer with Rinoa. They were leaving Deling, he knew that for sure. Maybe Dollet, she had always liked the ocean.
Childhood memories of the beach and the waves filled his mind. Everything had been so easy then. They knew their place in life. Fun and laughter that was what life was all about. Seifer took a deep breath deciding to get to sleep. It was the memories of the sound of the ocean that carried him to a deep slumber.
A/N: Phew that was a hard chapter for me to write! I hope it isn't boring after the last one was so exciting!
If love is a red dress,then both guys and girls would wear it.....crossdressers!!! -- Jacks
If love is a red dress, I need some black lacy underwear to go with it!! -- seiferfetish
If love is a red dress...oh dear. *holds dress up* I think the red dye came out in the wash.-- Glacial Phoenix Mystiara
If love is a red dress... no wonder my closet is filled with black pants!!!!! -- Ifalna
If love is a red dress, then I want shoes to match! -- Akira Aarons