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Chapter 5
Quistis leaned against the car in the garden's garage and looked at her watch for what must have been the fiftieth time. 0800. He was late, as usual. What had she expected? That simply because they'd been on good terms the day before he'd be on time? She snorted, not likely. She pushed herself up from her perch against the car and paced impatiently. Why couldn't he be on time just this once? She really hated waiting for people, Hyne she had a right to be unhappy she'd been waiting for an hour and they were going to be late.
She should go look for him. She shook her head, her two loose strands of blonde hair swaying back and forth in time with her motion. The last time she'd done that they'd ended up being even later. She had gone to look for him and not finding him hand returned only to have him sitting on the car smirking his head off. Then he'd even had the gull to tell her that she was late!
No, she'd stay right here and wait. If she left they'd definitely miss their train. She sighed as she sat down on the hood of the car. Maybe the mission wouldn't be all bad, though having Seifer along was a definite con. She'd always like pretending to be another person for missions though. Acting had always been her little hobby, not that she'd let anyone else find that out, not even Selphie and Rinoa knew about it. She was embarrassed, though she couldn't explain why; it was a useful tool on missions. Especially ones like this.
She looked down at her apparel, she preferred to call it her costume since she would never have worn this otherwise. She wore a pair of stylish jeans, and oversized red shirt and her black boots. She really didn't fell comfortable in it, but it was perfectly suited to the part she was to play. Her little merry-go-round of thoughts was interrupted when Seifer walked in smirking.
"You're late." She said hopping off the hood of the car in a very unQuistis manner.
"What's the hurry instructor?" He said his smirk getting wider. He wore a pair of jeans he'd bought the day before with a black shirt. His hair was slicked back in its normal fashion with the usual two strands hanging down into his eyes. He looked so unlike the Seifer she was used to, but then she didn't look like the Quistis he was used to.
"First off I'm no longer an instructor and secondly this is a mission, not a vacation Mr. Almasy."
"I never said it was instructor." She gritted her teeth, biting back her remark. She wouldn't let him get under her skin this mission.
"Than don't treat it as one. Let's go or we're going to miss our train." Seifer nodded and opened the door to the driver's side. Quistis hopped in before he could sit down, "Thank you." She said.
"No problem." Seifer said trying to sound pleasant as he slammed her door and rounded the car. They sat in silence for the short ride to Balmb. Quistis quickly parked the car and grabbed her luggage from the trunk.
"We have to hurry our train leaves soon." She said the dislike of his lateness in her voice.
"Come on, we have plenty of time. Don't be so prudish."
"I'm not being prudish." Seifer's smirk returned to his face.
"Whatever you say, instructor."
"Ugh, this is going to be a long mission." Seifer laughed as he pushed passed her, heading toward the train station. Quistis sighed, this was going to be a very long mission. She reached the train ticket booth and found Seifer patiently leaning against its side.
"Well are you buying the tickets or what?" She glared at him as she dragged her suitcase up to the booth.
"Two tickets to Dollet please. She said through gritted teeth.
"Ahh, Miss Trepe, how nice to see you on a mission again." Said the man behind the counter, she believed his name was Robert or something like that.
"Yeah, I'm finally on a mission." She said smiling sweetly, Robert handed her the two tickets and said,
"Your train leaves in a few minutes, I recommend you board now Ms. Trepe."
"Thank you." She dragged her suitcase over to Seifer and handed him his ticket. "The train is leaving soon so let's go."
"Are we in the seeD cabin?"
"Yeah, but we have to exit from the normal passenger side."
"Why?"
"It's the Vice President's job to have guests picked up, nobody but the President knows we're seeD and we're to keep it that way."
"Oh."
"Honestly Seifer, how can you pretend to be a major in politics if you don't know anything about it?" Seifer smirk widened as he held up a book.
"I'm going to read." Quistis rolled her eyes. 'Did he really think that he could learn enough about politics in one train ride to pretend to have studied it for the past four years as a major in it?' "Don't roll your eyes, I wasn't always asleep in my government class.
"I'm sure." The intercom came on and a female voice stated, "The train for Dollet will be leaving shortly. Would all passengers please board."
"Let's go." Quistis dragged her over packed suitcase up the train stairs.
"What did you do, pack your entire dorm?"
"Oh, shut up." She said as she strained to pull her bag up the last stair. She sat down heavily by the entrance to the cabin breathing hard. Seifer stood against the far wall, he shifted his weight impatiently as he waited for Quistis to get up.
"Well? Are you going to open the door or are we going to sit out here the entire train ride?"
"No, I'll open it." Quistis said, too winded to argue. She really should have packed fewer things. When she packed early she had time to figure out what she needed for the mission, this time she had simply packed anything that might come in handy and a few more things too. She stooped and opened the door for Seifer. He strode through and plopped himself down on the couch, putting his feet up on the small table.
"Wake me up when we get there." He said closing his eyes. Quistis put her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowing in disapproval.
" Don't you think you should be studying politics so you actually know something when we get there?"
"No, I think I should be sleeping, which, by the way, would be a lot easier if you didn't talk."
"What did you do? Stay up all night?"
"Something like that, now be quiet." She sat on the other end of the couch and put her head in her hands. In her hurried packing she'd forgotten to bring a book to read on the train ride. She idly picked up one of the many magazines that the train had for its passengers. She put the pile back when she realized that they where all old editions. Why didn't any of the trains ever have the new editions? It was like a conspiracy to have magazines for entertainment that no one would read because they where all old. She groaned, 'I'm bored and the train just left.' She opened her suitcase and rummaged through, hoping that she had packed a book and simply forgotten about it. In the end she did turn up with a script. It was one of her favorite modern comedies, Neil Simon's Proposals.
She opened the script and started her reading. Her favorite character was Vini Vivaci, a mob man whom constantly used non-existing words. She laughed out loud at yet another one of his grammatical errors.
"What are you reading?" Seifer asked, arching his eyebrow at her mirth.
"Pieces of paper with words, they call it a book." She said hoping to dislodge his curiosity. Seifer rolled his eyes.
"I mean what's it called?"
"None of your business." She said turning her back to him and continuing to read. She laughed again when she re-read the last part again, he was so funny. Suddenly a hand appeared and snatched her script form her hands.
"Seifer Almasy give that back!" She said making a grab for the fast disappearing book.
"What's this? Proposals?" Seifer said tilting his head as he dodged one of Quistis. "Is some sort of instruction guide? Really Trepe I didn't know you where that shallow."
"It's a script idiot, now give it back!" Seifer held the book out of her reach as she made another lunge for it.
"A script? Since when does the instructor have an interest in plays?"
"Seifer! Give me back my script!" She said as she jumped for it again. At that same moment the train hit a large bump. Quistis and Seifer lost their balance and landed on top of each other. Seifer pushed his weight off of Quistis and their eyes met. 'She really does have amazing eyes' he thought as he looked into her fiery orbs. Quistis's eyes flashed with newfound anger and she shoved with all her might at his chest.
"Get off of me!" She said shoving harder. Seifer rolled off of her and smoothly stood up. He offered a hand to Quistis. She ignored it as she pushed herself up. She glared at him the anger kindling a fire in her eyes. She breathed deeply, calming herself down before she spoke in a level voice.
"May I please have my script back."
"Sure." He said handing it over. He really didn't want to start a fight, he had just been bored and discovering something new about the secretive Quistis Trepe had seemed like something fun to do. "I didn't know you liked to read plays."
"Nobody knows, and I'd like to keep it that way."
"Why? What's so bad about plays? Minus the fact that they're boring as hell."
"Just don't tell anyone, okay?" She said as she sat back down on the couch.
"Yeah, sure, no prob." He sat back down and closed his eyes, intent upon sleeping. Quistis glanced up from her story and looked at Seifer. Before they'd fallen she had been all too aware of his body so close to hers and his amazing green eyes had been staring into her own. 'Get a grip Quistis' she said turning back to her book. 'It's Seifer! Yeah,' she thought 'but he has those amazing eyes, green as the sea with gold flecks and those nicely developed muscles.no, I'm going to read until the train stops and forget I even thought that. She turned back to her book, her body bouncing up and down with the motion of the train, just as Seifer started to snore softly.
Wow I actually have a chapter written, I'm so sorry it took so long I had it all written out but I had to type it up on the computer and then I went on a short vacation which left me with a lot of homework. Well newayz I hope you liked it! review please!
Disclaimer: I don't own FF8 yadda, yadda, yadda.
Chapter 5
Quistis leaned against the car in the garden's garage and looked at her watch for what must have been the fiftieth time. 0800. He was late, as usual. What had she expected? That simply because they'd been on good terms the day before he'd be on time? She snorted, not likely. She pushed herself up from her perch against the car and paced impatiently. Why couldn't he be on time just this once? She really hated waiting for people, Hyne she had a right to be unhappy she'd been waiting for an hour and they were going to be late.
She should go look for him. She shook her head, her two loose strands of blonde hair swaying back and forth in time with her motion. The last time she'd done that they'd ended up being even later. She had gone to look for him and not finding him hand returned only to have him sitting on the car smirking his head off. Then he'd even had the gull to tell her that she was late!
No, she'd stay right here and wait. If she left they'd definitely miss their train. She sighed as she sat down on the hood of the car. Maybe the mission wouldn't be all bad, though having Seifer along was a definite con. She'd always like pretending to be another person for missions though. Acting had always been her little hobby, not that she'd let anyone else find that out, not even Selphie and Rinoa knew about it. She was embarrassed, though she couldn't explain why; it was a useful tool on missions. Especially ones like this.
She looked down at her apparel, she preferred to call it her costume since she would never have worn this otherwise. She wore a pair of stylish jeans, and oversized red shirt and her black boots. She really didn't fell comfortable in it, but it was perfectly suited to the part she was to play. Her little merry-go-round of thoughts was interrupted when Seifer walked in smirking.
"You're late." She said hopping off the hood of the car in a very unQuistis manner.
"What's the hurry instructor?" He said his smirk getting wider. He wore a pair of jeans he'd bought the day before with a black shirt. His hair was slicked back in its normal fashion with the usual two strands hanging down into his eyes. He looked so unlike the Seifer she was used to, but then she didn't look like the Quistis he was used to.
"First off I'm no longer an instructor and secondly this is a mission, not a vacation Mr. Almasy."
"I never said it was instructor." She gritted her teeth, biting back her remark. She wouldn't let him get under her skin this mission.
"Than don't treat it as one. Let's go or we're going to miss our train." Seifer nodded and opened the door to the driver's side. Quistis hopped in before he could sit down, "Thank you." She said.
"No problem." Seifer said trying to sound pleasant as he slammed her door and rounded the car. They sat in silence for the short ride to Balmb. Quistis quickly parked the car and grabbed her luggage from the trunk.
"We have to hurry our train leaves soon." She said the dislike of his lateness in her voice.
"Come on, we have plenty of time. Don't be so prudish."
"I'm not being prudish." Seifer's smirk returned to his face.
"Whatever you say, instructor."
"Ugh, this is going to be a long mission." Seifer laughed as he pushed passed her, heading toward the train station. Quistis sighed, this was going to be a very long mission. She reached the train ticket booth and found Seifer patiently leaning against its side.
"Well are you buying the tickets or what?" She glared at him as she dragged her suitcase up to the booth.
"Two tickets to Dollet please. She said through gritted teeth.
"Ahh, Miss Trepe, how nice to see you on a mission again." Said the man behind the counter, she believed his name was Robert or something like that.
"Yeah, I'm finally on a mission." She said smiling sweetly, Robert handed her the two tickets and said,
"Your train leaves in a few minutes, I recommend you board now Ms. Trepe."
"Thank you." She dragged her suitcase over to Seifer and handed him his ticket. "The train is leaving soon so let's go."
"Are we in the seeD cabin?"
"Yeah, but we have to exit from the normal passenger side."
"Why?"
"It's the Vice President's job to have guests picked up, nobody but the President knows we're seeD and we're to keep it that way."
"Oh."
"Honestly Seifer, how can you pretend to be a major in politics if you don't know anything about it?" Seifer smirk widened as he held up a book.
"I'm going to read." Quistis rolled her eyes. 'Did he really think that he could learn enough about politics in one train ride to pretend to have studied it for the past four years as a major in it?' "Don't roll your eyes, I wasn't always asleep in my government class.
"I'm sure." The intercom came on and a female voice stated, "The train for Dollet will be leaving shortly. Would all passengers please board."
"Let's go." Quistis dragged her over packed suitcase up the train stairs.
"What did you do, pack your entire dorm?"
"Oh, shut up." She said as she strained to pull her bag up the last stair. She sat down heavily by the entrance to the cabin breathing hard. Seifer stood against the far wall, he shifted his weight impatiently as he waited for Quistis to get up.
"Well? Are you going to open the door or are we going to sit out here the entire train ride?"
"No, I'll open it." Quistis said, too winded to argue. She really should have packed fewer things. When she packed early she had time to figure out what she needed for the mission, this time she had simply packed anything that might come in handy and a few more things too. She stooped and opened the door for Seifer. He strode through and plopped himself down on the couch, putting his feet up on the small table.
"Wake me up when we get there." He said closing his eyes. Quistis put her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowing in disapproval.
" Don't you think you should be studying politics so you actually know something when we get there?"
"No, I think I should be sleeping, which, by the way, would be a lot easier if you didn't talk."
"What did you do? Stay up all night?"
"Something like that, now be quiet." She sat on the other end of the couch and put her head in her hands. In her hurried packing she'd forgotten to bring a book to read on the train ride. She idly picked up one of the many magazines that the train had for its passengers. She put the pile back when she realized that they where all old editions. Why didn't any of the trains ever have the new editions? It was like a conspiracy to have magazines for entertainment that no one would read because they where all old. She groaned, 'I'm bored and the train just left.' She opened her suitcase and rummaged through, hoping that she had packed a book and simply forgotten about it. In the end she did turn up with a script. It was one of her favorite modern comedies, Neil Simon's Proposals.
She opened the script and started her reading. Her favorite character was Vini Vivaci, a mob man whom constantly used non-existing words. She laughed out loud at yet another one of his grammatical errors.
"What are you reading?" Seifer asked, arching his eyebrow at her mirth.
"Pieces of paper with words, they call it a book." She said hoping to dislodge his curiosity. Seifer rolled his eyes.
"I mean what's it called?"
"None of your business." She said turning her back to him and continuing to read. She laughed again when she re-read the last part again, he was so funny. Suddenly a hand appeared and snatched her script form her hands.
"Seifer Almasy give that back!" She said making a grab for the fast disappearing book.
"What's this? Proposals?" Seifer said tilting his head as he dodged one of Quistis. "Is some sort of instruction guide? Really Trepe I didn't know you where that shallow."
"It's a script idiot, now give it back!" Seifer held the book out of her reach as she made another lunge for it.
"A script? Since when does the instructor have an interest in plays?"
"Seifer! Give me back my script!" She said as she jumped for it again. At that same moment the train hit a large bump. Quistis and Seifer lost their balance and landed on top of each other. Seifer pushed his weight off of Quistis and their eyes met. 'She really does have amazing eyes' he thought as he looked into her fiery orbs. Quistis's eyes flashed with newfound anger and she shoved with all her might at his chest.
"Get off of me!" She said shoving harder. Seifer rolled off of her and smoothly stood up. He offered a hand to Quistis. She ignored it as she pushed herself up. She glared at him the anger kindling a fire in her eyes. She breathed deeply, calming herself down before she spoke in a level voice.
"May I please have my script back."
"Sure." He said handing it over. He really didn't want to start a fight, he had just been bored and discovering something new about the secretive Quistis Trepe had seemed like something fun to do. "I didn't know you liked to read plays."
"Nobody knows, and I'd like to keep it that way."
"Why? What's so bad about plays? Minus the fact that they're boring as hell."
"Just don't tell anyone, okay?" She said as she sat back down on the couch.
"Yeah, sure, no prob." He sat back down and closed his eyes, intent upon sleeping. Quistis glanced up from her story and looked at Seifer. Before they'd fallen she had been all too aware of his body so close to hers and his amazing green eyes had been staring into her own. 'Get a grip Quistis' she said turning back to her book. 'It's Seifer! Yeah,' she thought 'but he has those amazing eyes, green as the sea with gold flecks and those nicely developed muscles.no, I'm going to read until the train stops and forget I even thought that. She turned back to her book, her body bouncing up and down with the motion of the train, just as Seifer started to snore softly.
Wow I actually have a chapter written, I'm so sorry it took so long I had it all written out but I had to type it up on the computer and then I went on a short vacation which left me with a lot of homework. Well newayz I hope you liked it! review please!