Final Fantasy VIII
Whenever You Need Me
Disclaimer: Don't own characters of FFVIII. However I, like many other Seiftis fans, own the dream of Seifer and Quistis somehow getting together. So in short…don't sue.
Author's Notes: There WILL be a pattern in how I write this story. Okay, that's it. Please review, and thanks!
Chapter 2: Fallen Knight
"There she is," a Trepie breathed, crouching behind a potted plant in the Balamb Garden cafeteria. "Hyne, she's beautiful…!"
The other Trepie hiding with him nodded in agreement. "Is it just me, or does that skirt get shorter each day…?"
"Shut up, she'll hear you!"
"You're the one talking loud!"
"HUSH!"
"YOU BE QUIET!"
"Boys?" asked a feminine voice, making the two Trepies freeze. They peeked out from behind the potted plant.
Quistis Trepe crouched in front of them, smiling. "Is there any reason why you would be spying on me while I'm minding my own business?" she asked, ice-blue eyes sparkling knowingly behind delicate, wire-rimmed glasses.
The two Trepies jumped to their feet. "Uh, well, um, Instructor…ah, I mean Miss Trepe…"
Quistis rose to her feet and crossed her arms. "Yes?"
The Trepies gulped. "I dropped something," said one. "And uh, uh…"
"I was helping him find it!" said the other.
"Yeah!"
"Oh…" Quistis nodded. "Understandable."
Inwardly, the two boys sighed in relief.
"May I ask what you were searching for?"
"Ah, uh, well…"
"I propose something," Quistis said, interrupting them, placing a finger squarely on one Trepie's chest. "You two Trepies stop spying on me, and I promise not to go to Headmaster Cid right now and get you two in detention for stalking me for the past…oh, I don't know, two weeks? Maybe two and a half?"
The Trepies' eyes widened, and Quistis smiled at them. "A good SeeD is always observant of his or her surroundings. Not to mention you two make a whole lot of noise arguing. Deal?"
They nodded. "Great. Now, why don't you two do something constructive for a change, like studying for your SeeD exams?"
"Y-yes, Miss Trepe. Goodbye!"
Quistis watched the two Trepies run off and sighed softly, heading back to her seat.
The trouble was, there was someone already in it.
"Studying for SeeD exams, Instructor?" the emerald-eyed blonde asked, smirking. (Gee, I wonder who this is…) "How nerdy can you get?"
"At least they're doing something else," Quistis replied. "And don't you dare drink my coffee, Seifer."
Too late. Bringing the mug of coffee to his lips, Seifer remarked, "Seriously, though…I wonder why a nerdy little girl like you has a fan club."
Quistis took a deep breath. She knew what he was doing. "I know what you're up to, Seifer Almasy, and I'm not even going to bother. I won't waste time on you, you…worm."
Seifer raised an eyebrow at her and placed the coffee mug down. "Instructor, are you trying to insult me?"
Quistis bit her lip. "Actually, you know what?"
"What?" Seifer was highly amused; the Instructor was finally getting a backbone.
"I shouldn't have called you a worm. You're much, MUCH lower than that."
Seifer eyed her for a few moments, then smirked. He clapped twice. "Bravo, my dear Instructor. I never thought you'd actually talk back to me, let alone insult me." He clapped a hand over his heart mockingly. "Your words of ice, cold queen, wound me deeply."
Quistis shook her head. "And now you quote poetry?"
Seifer smiled. "What, did you think the resident failure doesn't read?"
Quistis shot him a curious glance. "And where did you get that quote, Seifer?"
Seifer crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat. "Ardente Veritate, my beloved Instructor."
"Brilliant Truth…funny." Quistis looked down at him. "You never struck me as a reader of poetry."
Seifer chuckled. "I never struck you as much of anything, Instructor." He raised his green eyes to meet hers, and the smile left his face. "…Did I?" he asked softly.
Quistis' eyes flickered, and Seifer rose to his feet, looking down at her. "Look upon the face of your fallen knight, oh cold queen, lest your sleep be plagued by the nightmares I bring. Look upon my face, the knight who hath failed you, now broken and dying."
He smiled slightly. "It fits, doesn't it?" he whispered.
"Not funny, Seifer," Quistis said quietly.
Seifer smirked and tapped the tip of her nose, something he hadn't done since their childhood days at the orphanage. "Of course it's not funny, Quistis," he said softly. "I didn't mean it to be." Reaching to the back of her head, he pulled her hair free from its clip and pulled the cascade of honey-gold over her face.
"Ahh!"
Seifer laughed as Quistis pushed her now-tangled tresses away from her face. "You look much more charming with that hairdo, my dear Instructor."
Quistis glared at him. "That's the last time I ever take you seriously, you jerk!" she said, punching his left shoulder.
He reeled back, laughing and grabbing his shoulder. "What a punch! You should be a boxer or something, Instructor!"
She punched him again, but he just laughed and took her face in his hands. Quistis stared up at him in wide-eyed confusion.
Seifer studied her face intently, then smirked. "You've had your hair up since the day I first met you at the orphanage, Quisty. Leave it down once in a while. Maybe then you won't look so nerdy."
Releasing her face, Seifer left the cafeteria. It was only until he reached his dorm room that he realized he was still holding her clip.
~Bunny's Corner~
Bunny: Excellent…most excellent! Everything is going according to plan…
Irvine: Oooookay…the kid's lost it, ppl, let's back away slowly…
Bunny: (shooting Irvine a glare) Oh, hush, Kinneas! I was thinking of getting you and Selphie together in this fic, too, but if you're gonna be like that…
Irvine: W, wha??? Bunny, you serious? Sweetheart, you know I didn't mean what I said…
Bunny: (Seifer-style smirk) Believe me, I have big plans for you…Irvy Kinnepoo.
Irvine: (gasps and looks around) I thought I told you never to call me that!
Bunny: (shouts) HEY, EVERYONE!!! SAY HI TO IRVY KINNEPOO!!!
(The cast of FF8 turn to Irvine and start laughing)
Selphie: Hi, Irvy Kinnepoo!
Zell: Yeah, Kinnepoo, sup?
Seifer: (too busy laughing to say anything)
Squall: (trying REALLY hard not to laugh…fails miserably)
Rinoa: (buries her face in Angelo's neck to muffle laughter)
Quistis: (biting her lip) It's alright, Kinnepoo…I mean, Kinneas.
Irvine: (red as a ripe tomato) BUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
Bunny: Mwa ha ha! You now see the power I hold, Irvine?!
Irvine: (glares at Bunny and pulls out Exeter) See the power I hold, little girl?!
Bunny: O.O Uh, er…
Irvine: You'd better run.
Bunny: Eep. Heyppldon'tforgettoreviewthischapterandI'llbebacklaterifI'mstillalive. BYEEE!!
(Bunny runs off, Irvine chasing after her and yelling.)
(*What Bunny said before being chased off: Hey, ppl, don't forget to review this chapter and I'll be back later, if I'm still alive.)
Whenever You Need Me
Disclaimer: Don't own characters of FFVIII. However I, like many other Seiftis fans, own the dream of Seifer and Quistis somehow getting together. So in short…don't sue.
Author's Notes: There WILL be a pattern in how I write this story. Okay, that's it. Please review, and thanks!
Chapter 2: Fallen Knight
"There she is," a Trepie breathed, crouching behind a potted plant in the Balamb Garden cafeteria. "Hyne, she's beautiful…!"
The other Trepie hiding with him nodded in agreement. "Is it just me, or does that skirt get shorter each day…?"
"Shut up, she'll hear you!"
"You're the one talking loud!"
"HUSH!"
"YOU BE QUIET!"
"Boys?" asked a feminine voice, making the two Trepies freeze. They peeked out from behind the potted plant.
Quistis Trepe crouched in front of them, smiling. "Is there any reason why you would be spying on me while I'm minding my own business?" she asked, ice-blue eyes sparkling knowingly behind delicate, wire-rimmed glasses.
The two Trepies jumped to their feet. "Uh, well, um, Instructor…ah, I mean Miss Trepe…"
Quistis rose to her feet and crossed her arms. "Yes?"
The Trepies gulped. "I dropped something," said one. "And uh, uh…"
"I was helping him find it!" said the other.
"Yeah!"
"Oh…" Quistis nodded. "Understandable."
Inwardly, the two boys sighed in relief.
"May I ask what you were searching for?"
"Ah, uh, well…"
"I propose something," Quistis said, interrupting them, placing a finger squarely on one Trepie's chest. "You two Trepies stop spying on me, and I promise not to go to Headmaster Cid right now and get you two in detention for stalking me for the past…oh, I don't know, two weeks? Maybe two and a half?"
The Trepies' eyes widened, and Quistis smiled at them. "A good SeeD is always observant of his or her surroundings. Not to mention you two make a whole lot of noise arguing. Deal?"
They nodded. "Great. Now, why don't you two do something constructive for a change, like studying for your SeeD exams?"
"Y-yes, Miss Trepe. Goodbye!"
Quistis watched the two Trepies run off and sighed softly, heading back to her seat.
The trouble was, there was someone already in it.
"Studying for SeeD exams, Instructor?" the emerald-eyed blonde asked, smirking. (Gee, I wonder who this is…) "How nerdy can you get?"
"At least they're doing something else," Quistis replied. "And don't you dare drink my coffee, Seifer."
Too late. Bringing the mug of coffee to his lips, Seifer remarked, "Seriously, though…I wonder why a nerdy little girl like you has a fan club."
Quistis took a deep breath. She knew what he was doing. "I know what you're up to, Seifer Almasy, and I'm not even going to bother. I won't waste time on you, you…worm."
Seifer raised an eyebrow at her and placed the coffee mug down. "Instructor, are you trying to insult me?"
Quistis bit her lip. "Actually, you know what?"
"What?" Seifer was highly amused; the Instructor was finally getting a backbone.
"I shouldn't have called you a worm. You're much, MUCH lower than that."
Seifer eyed her for a few moments, then smirked. He clapped twice. "Bravo, my dear Instructor. I never thought you'd actually talk back to me, let alone insult me." He clapped a hand over his heart mockingly. "Your words of ice, cold queen, wound me deeply."
Quistis shook her head. "And now you quote poetry?"
Seifer smiled. "What, did you think the resident failure doesn't read?"
Quistis shot him a curious glance. "And where did you get that quote, Seifer?"
Seifer crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat. "Ardente Veritate, my beloved Instructor."
"Brilliant Truth…funny." Quistis looked down at him. "You never struck me as a reader of poetry."
Seifer chuckled. "I never struck you as much of anything, Instructor." He raised his green eyes to meet hers, and the smile left his face. "…Did I?" he asked softly.
Quistis' eyes flickered, and Seifer rose to his feet, looking down at her. "Look upon the face of your fallen knight, oh cold queen, lest your sleep be plagued by the nightmares I bring. Look upon my face, the knight who hath failed you, now broken and dying."
He smiled slightly. "It fits, doesn't it?" he whispered.
"Not funny, Seifer," Quistis said quietly.
Seifer smirked and tapped the tip of her nose, something he hadn't done since their childhood days at the orphanage. "Of course it's not funny, Quistis," he said softly. "I didn't mean it to be." Reaching to the back of her head, he pulled her hair free from its clip and pulled the cascade of honey-gold over her face.
"Ahh!"
Seifer laughed as Quistis pushed her now-tangled tresses away from her face. "You look much more charming with that hairdo, my dear Instructor."
Quistis glared at him. "That's the last time I ever take you seriously, you jerk!" she said, punching his left shoulder.
He reeled back, laughing and grabbing his shoulder. "What a punch! You should be a boxer or something, Instructor!"
She punched him again, but he just laughed and took her face in his hands. Quistis stared up at him in wide-eyed confusion.
Seifer studied her face intently, then smirked. "You've had your hair up since the day I first met you at the orphanage, Quisty. Leave it down once in a while. Maybe then you won't look so nerdy."
Releasing her face, Seifer left the cafeteria. It was only until he reached his dorm room that he realized he was still holding her clip.
~Bunny's Corner~
Bunny: Excellent…most excellent! Everything is going according to plan…
Irvine: Oooookay…the kid's lost it, ppl, let's back away slowly…
Bunny: (shooting Irvine a glare) Oh, hush, Kinneas! I was thinking of getting you and Selphie together in this fic, too, but if you're gonna be like that…
Irvine: W, wha??? Bunny, you serious? Sweetheart, you know I didn't mean what I said…
Bunny: (Seifer-style smirk) Believe me, I have big plans for you…Irvy Kinnepoo.
Irvine: (gasps and looks around) I thought I told you never to call me that!
Bunny: (shouts) HEY, EVERYONE!!! SAY HI TO IRVY KINNEPOO!!!
(The cast of FF8 turn to Irvine and start laughing)
Selphie: Hi, Irvy Kinnepoo!
Zell: Yeah, Kinnepoo, sup?
Seifer: (too busy laughing to say anything)
Squall: (trying REALLY hard not to laugh…fails miserably)
Rinoa: (buries her face in Angelo's neck to muffle laughter)
Quistis: (biting her lip) It's alright, Kinnepoo…I mean, Kinneas.
Irvine: (red as a ripe tomato) BUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
Bunny: Mwa ha ha! You now see the power I hold, Irvine?!
Irvine: (glares at Bunny and pulls out Exeter) See the power I hold, little girl?!
Bunny: O.O Uh, er…
Irvine: You'd better run.
Bunny: Eep. Heyppldon'tforgettoreviewthischapterandI'llbebacklaterifI'mstillalive. BYEEE!!
(Bunny runs off, Irvine chasing after her and yelling.)
(*What Bunny said before being chased off: Hey, ppl, don't forget to review this chapter and I'll be back later, if I'm still alive.)