Final Fantasy VIII
Whenever You Need Me
Disclaimer: Don't own FF8. However, I DO own a little bro I'd love to give away…
Author's Notes: Enjoy my latest chapter!
Chapter 4: Remembering
"Good afternoon, my dearest Instructor."
Quistis didn't even bother looking up from her desk. "Good afternoon, Seifer," she said quietly. "Will you please keep it down? We're in a library."
A laugh. "Instructor, since when have I been one to follow orders?"
She sighed, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. She turned her head and found Seifer leaning over her book, a small smirk on his face. "Studying GFs, I see," he remarked. His emerald gaze shifted to her face. "Is there something even my beloved Instructor doesn't know?"
Quistis placed her elbows on the table, resting her chin on intertwined fingers. "I'm studying the effects of Guardian Forces on the mind of a human being," she told him, frowning slightly. "Is that a crime?"
He shook his head. "No, of course not, Instructor, but I thought you knew the effects already. You don't remember much of your childhood, do you?"
"That seems to be the only effect," Quistis said, "but I wanted to see if there was anything else SeeDs should watch out for." She pulled off her glasses and shook her head, sighing in relief. "I'm glad. I don't want the SeeD cadets to go crazy or anything."
"Always worrying…you haven't changed at all." Seifer crossed his arms. "You were always like that, weren't you, Quisty?"
Quistis looked up sharply. "Excuse me?" she asked.
He turned, sitting on her table, looking straight ahead. "It's been awhile since I've used GFs," he said softly. "I've stopped Junctioning Guardian Forces ever since Ultimecia." He shot her a sideways glance. "I've started to remember a lot of things."
Quistis rose to her feet, closing her book. "Seifer, are you saying that stopping the use of GFs will help regain memories?" she asked.
"That's what I'm going through…Quisty."
"So…even if one had been using Guardian Forces for a long time, they would have a chance of getting their memories back?"
"Yeah, I think so." Seifer smirked. "Why? Wanna relive your carefree days with Puberty Boy?"
"Oh, shut up," she muttered, making him laugh. Quistis picked up the book and left him to return it. After a moment, Seifer went after her.
"You know, Quisty, Puberty Boy wasn't the one you spent all your time with," he quietly said.
"Oh really?" she asked absently, her attention on the books. "I suppose it was you?"
"Naturally. I guess you're still relying on the GFs if you don't remember."
She sighed and looked at him, rolling her eyes. "If I spent all my time with you at the orphanage, Seifer Almasy, I doubt I'd want to remember." She turned to him, leaning against the bookshelf, holding a book close to her. "I don't think I would've been hanging out with a delinquent like you."
He smiled. "Oh, believe me, Quisty."
Her eyes flickered. "…You're serious."
"Oh, so other than being illiterate, you also think I can't be serious."
"Why, though?" she asked him.
"Why what, Instructor?"
"If I spent all my time at the orphanage with you, how come I didn't feel any special emotion around you like I did with Squall?" Quistis frowned slightly. "With Squall, I felt this feeling that I had to watch over him, Zell was just totally annoying, and Selphie and Irvine…well, I had some sort of feeling that I knew them, too…but with you…"
Seifer shrugged, then reached over and tugged at her hair, which now fell down her shoulders and back in soft waves. "Not that you'd remember, but even back then, you'd have you hair up," he told her quietly.
"In a ponytail," she said off-handedly. "So what?"
"Oh, so you remember that?"
She blinked. A small piece of her memory had just come back to her, and it was all because of Seifer. He tapped the tip of her nose. "And I used to do THAT whenever you'd pout. Man, were you whiny."
She waved his hand away, another fresh memory already surfacing in her brain. "Only because you refused to let me get rest on your little exploration trips. Not to mention that one time I skinned my knee and you got all, 'Learn to be tough, Quisty, learn to be tough!'"
Seifer laughed. "Oh really? That's news to me."
Quistis studied him. "How far back can you remember?" she asked quietly.
He looked at her, his smile vanishing. "Well, my dear Instructor, THAT is classified information, meaning it's for me to know, and for you to eventually find out. Lay off the Guardian Forces, and you'll start remembering more."
He started to walk away, but stopped and turned around. "Oh, and by the way," he pulled a red hairclip from his pocket and tossed it to her, "I forgot to give this back yesterday."
In surprise, Quistis dropped the book she was holding to catch the clip. Seifer smirked. "Hyne, Instructor, not only are you a grade-A nerd, but you're clumsy, too."
"Be quiet!" Quistis hissed, but Seifer waved a hand dismissively and left the library. Fuming, Quistis knelt down to pick up her fallen book, when a small piece of paper taped to the clip caught her eye. Frowning, she read the words, written in Seifer's handwriting.
"Remember Red Valley."
~Bunny's Corner~
Bunny: Hi, ppl, did you finish this chapter? Uh-huh, yeah…okay, hold on a minute, okay? (She places a card on a Triple Triad board and laughs. Opposite her is a bewildered Zell.) That's the fifth time I beat you, Zell, give it up! You won't get your cards back, you know.
Zell: (seething) Don't tell me what I can't do, you, you…midget!
Bunny: (anime vein) What…did…you…say?
(Irvine, who had been watching the game, starts to back away slowly. Zell is smirking.)
Irvine: Uh, Zell? I don't think that was such a good idea to call her "midget"…
Zell: Well, she is--!
Bunny: Zell.
Zell: (turns to Bunny) Yeah, squirt?
Irvine: (sweatdrops) Oh, shit…
Bunny: (slams her Triple Triad cards down onto the board) I will give you to the count of ten to run.
Zell: Tch! Like I'm afraid of a little girl like you.
Irvine: Okay, that's it, I'm getting outta here. (Walks out of the cafeteria, whistling innocently.)
Bunny: (more anime veins) One…ten!
(Yells in the cafeteria, along with shouts of "Shiva!" and "Eden!")
The next day at breakfast…
Selphie: Anyone seen Zell?
Irvine: (sweatdrops) Uh, gee, no, Sefie! You know Zell, probably off doing his own thing…
Selphie: (looking curiously at Irvine) O…kay.
Rinoa: Yeah, I heard he was playing Triple Triad against Bunny last night. You were there, Irvy, what happened?
(Irvine is too flustered to even get mad at being called "Irvy"; meanwhile, Bunny walks by happily.)
Squall: Hey, Bunny?
Bunny: Yessum, Squall?
Squall: Have you seen Zell? We haven't seen him since he went to the cafeteria to play Triple Triad against you.
Bunny: (blinks innocently) Oh really? Well, why ask me, Squall? I don't know where Zell went. (thinks for a moment) You know Zell. He's probably T-boarding around the halls, getting into the locker rooms again…
In the MEN'S locker room, a locker shudders, and starts shaking…
Zell: (stuffed inside the locker and pounding against it) BUNNY, I'M GONNA GET YOU FOR THIS!!!
Bunny: (thinking about how she stuffed Zell in his own locker) I really don't know Squall…
Squall: Okay, thanks.
Bunny: (walks off) Byeeee!
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Whenever You Need Me
Disclaimer: Don't own FF8. However, I DO own a little bro I'd love to give away…
Author's Notes: Enjoy my latest chapter!
Chapter 4: Remembering
"Good afternoon, my dearest Instructor."
Quistis didn't even bother looking up from her desk. "Good afternoon, Seifer," she said quietly. "Will you please keep it down? We're in a library."
A laugh. "Instructor, since when have I been one to follow orders?"
She sighed, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. She turned her head and found Seifer leaning over her book, a small smirk on his face. "Studying GFs, I see," he remarked. His emerald gaze shifted to her face. "Is there something even my beloved Instructor doesn't know?"
Quistis placed her elbows on the table, resting her chin on intertwined fingers. "I'm studying the effects of Guardian Forces on the mind of a human being," she told him, frowning slightly. "Is that a crime?"
He shook his head. "No, of course not, Instructor, but I thought you knew the effects already. You don't remember much of your childhood, do you?"
"That seems to be the only effect," Quistis said, "but I wanted to see if there was anything else SeeDs should watch out for." She pulled off her glasses and shook her head, sighing in relief. "I'm glad. I don't want the SeeD cadets to go crazy or anything."
"Always worrying…you haven't changed at all." Seifer crossed his arms. "You were always like that, weren't you, Quisty?"
Quistis looked up sharply. "Excuse me?" she asked.
He turned, sitting on her table, looking straight ahead. "It's been awhile since I've used GFs," he said softly. "I've stopped Junctioning Guardian Forces ever since Ultimecia." He shot her a sideways glance. "I've started to remember a lot of things."
Quistis rose to her feet, closing her book. "Seifer, are you saying that stopping the use of GFs will help regain memories?" she asked.
"That's what I'm going through…Quisty."
"So…even if one had been using Guardian Forces for a long time, they would have a chance of getting their memories back?"
"Yeah, I think so." Seifer smirked. "Why? Wanna relive your carefree days with Puberty Boy?"
"Oh, shut up," she muttered, making him laugh. Quistis picked up the book and left him to return it. After a moment, Seifer went after her.
"You know, Quisty, Puberty Boy wasn't the one you spent all your time with," he quietly said.
"Oh really?" she asked absently, her attention on the books. "I suppose it was you?"
"Naturally. I guess you're still relying on the GFs if you don't remember."
She sighed and looked at him, rolling her eyes. "If I spent all my time with you at the orphanage, Seifer Almasy, I doubt I'd want to remember." She turned to him, leaning against the bookshelf, holding a book close to her. "I don't think I would've been hanging out with a delinquent like you."
He smiled. "Oh, believe me, Quisty."
Her eyes flickered. "…You're serious."
"Oh, so other than being illiterate, you also think I can't be serious."
"Why, though?" she asked him.
"Why what, Instructor?"
"If I spent all my time at the orphanage with you, how come I didn't feel any special emotion around you like I did with Squall?" Quistis frowned slightly. "With Squall, I felt this feeling that I had to watch over him, Zell was just totally annoying, and Selphie and Irvine…well, I had some sort of feeling that I knew them, too…but with you…"
Seifer shrugged, then reached over and tugged at her hair, which now fell down her shoulders and back in soft waves. "Not that you'd remember, but even back then, you'd have you hair up," he told her quietly.
"In a ponytail," she said off-handedly. "So what?"
"Oh, so you remember that?"
She blinked. A small piece of her memory had just come back to her, and it was all because of Seifer. He tapped the tip of her nose. "And I used to do THAT whenever you'd pout. Man, were you whiny."
She waved his hand away, another fresh memory already surfacing in her brain. "Only because you refused to let me get rest on your little exploration trips. Not to mention that one time I skinned my knee and you got all, 'Learn to be tough, Quisty, learn to be tough!'"
Seifer laughed. "Oh really? That's news to me."
Quistis studied him. "How far back can you remember?" she asked quietly.
He looked at her, his smile vanishing. "Well, my dear Instructor, THAT is classified information, meaning it's for me to know, and for you to eventually find out. Lay off the Guardian Forces, and you'll start remembering more."
He started to walk away, but stopped and turned around. "Oh, and by the way," he pulled a red hairclip from his pocket and tossed it to her, "I forgot to give this back yesterday."
In surprise, Quistis dropped the book she was holding to catch the clip. Seifer smirked. "Hyne, Instructor, not only are you a grade-A nerd, but you're clumsy, too."
"Be quiet!" Quistis hissed, but Seifer waved a hand dismissively and left the library. Fuming, Quistis knelt down to pick up her fallen book, when a small piece of paper taped to the clip caught her eye. Frowning, she read the words, written in Seifer's handwriting.
"Remember Red Valley."
~Bunny's Corner~
Bunny: Hi, ppl, did you finish this chapter? Uh-huh, yeah…okay, hold on a minute, okay? (She places a card on a Triple Triad board and laughs. Opposite her is a bewildered Zell.) That's the fifth time I beat you, Zell, give it up! You won't get your cards back, you know.
Zell: (seething) Don't tell me what I can't do, you, you…midget!
Bunny: (anime vein) What…did…you…say?
(Irvine, who had been watching the game, starts to back away slowly. Zell is smirking.)
Irvine: Uh, Zell? I don't think that was such a good idea to call her "midget"…
Zell: Well, she is--!
Bunny: Zell.
Zell: (turns to Bunny) Yeah, squirt?
Irvine: (sweatdrops) Oh, shit…
Bunny: (slams her Triple Triad cards down onto the board) I will give you to the count of ten to run.
Zell: Tch! Like I'm afraid of a little girl like you.
Irvine: Okay, that's it, I'm getting outta here. (Walks out of the cafeteria, whistling innocently.)
Bunny: (more anime veins) One…ten!
(Yells in the cafeteria, along with shouts of "Shiva!" and "Eden!")
The next day at breakfast…
Selphie: Anyone seen Zell?
Irvine: (sweatdrops) Uh, gee, no, Sefie! You know Zell, probably off doing his own thing…
Selphie: (looking curiously at Irvine) O…kay.
Rinoa: Yeah, I heard he was playing Triple Triad against Bunny last night. You were there, Irvy, what happened?
(Irvine is too flustered to even get mad at being called "Irvy"; meanwhile, Bunny walks by happily.)
Squall: Hey, Bunny?
Bunny: Yessum, Squall?
Squall: Have you seen Zell? We haven't seen him since he went to the cafeteria to play Triple Triad against you.
Bunny: (blinks innocently) Oh really? Well, why ask me, Squall? I don't know where Zell went. (thinks for a moment) You know Zell. He's probably T-boarding around the halls, getting into the locker rooms again…
In the MEN'S locker room, a locker shudders, and starts shaking…
Zell: (stuffed inside the locker and pounding against it) BUNNY, I'M GONNA GET YOU FOR THIS!!!
Bunny: (thinking about how she stuffed Zell in his own locker) I really don't know Squall…
Squall: Okay, thanks.
Bunny: (walks off) Byeeee!
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