Final Fantasy VIII
Whenever You Need Me
Disclaimer: I own the characters of Final Fantasy VIII only in my dreams, so please don't sue!
Author's Notes: Ahh, I have so many reviews! I am feeling really, REALLY special right now…even though I am new at writing Seiftis fics, you ppl like it! I was thinking of making this chapter about Quistis and Seifer spending a bit more time together, but then, since I wrote about the present in my last chapter, I will write about the past. And by the way, these flashbacks are in chronological order, all in Seifer's head. We now go on to his next memory…sleeping with Quistis. (And all you hentais out there, it's NOT how it sounds!) And also, GoodGurl, thanks for reviewing me! You're from the Philippines?! Ack, me too!
Chapter 7: Chasing Away the Nightmares
"Seify?"
The little girl's voice jarred Seify out of his sleep. Groggily, he sat up, looking around, and asked, "Who's there?"
A small tug on his blanket made him look down. Quisty looked up at him, barefoot and wide-eyed. "Quisty? Whassa matter?" the child asked his friend, helping her climb up onto his bed.
She sat in front of him, her long blonde hair in disarray. "I had a nightmare, Seify," she said in a soft whisper.
"What kind of a nightmare?" Seify asked, rubbing his eyes free from sleep. He peered at Quisty, now wide awake. "Are there aliens? Ghosts?"
"…No…"
"What then?" Seify asked.
"My new family."
Seify blinked in confusion, then understood. Quisty had just been adopted; she'd be leaving the orphanage and all her friends in only a few days, until "the papers were finalized", the children had heard their dear Matron say. "What about 'em, Quisty?" he queried. "They seem nice."
Quisty shook her head. "I don't like them…" she whimpered. "They're monsters, Seify, I saw them in my dweam…!" She started sniffling. "And I won't know anyone, an' I hafta call them Mommy and Daddy but they're not. And…and…yoo won't be there, Seify!" Her sniffles were now accompanied by tears that ran down her cheeks. "I don't wanna go!"
Seify stared at her with wide eyes. "Oh, Quisty, don't cwy, don't cwy," he said quietly, wrapping his small arms around her. "Pwease don't cwy, I don't want yoo to weave sad…"
"I don't wanna go!" Quisty said, her voice muffled because she had now begun crying against his shoulder. "Make them go away, Seify, I wanna stay! I wanna stay here with Matwyn and Sis Elle and Zell and Squall and Irvy and Sefie…and yoo! Yoo're my knight, I can't leave my knight!"
"Awww, Quisty, don't be sad because of me!" Seify whispered, patting her hair. "I'm the knight, I hafta pwotect yoo…but if I'm the one making yoo sad, yoo'll hafta fire me!"
She stopped crying and Seify heard her giggle slightly. "I can do that?" she whispered to him.
He nodded. "That's why I'm twying my hardest to pwotect yoo…and 'sides, we'll see each other again."
"P…pwomise?" Quisty asked softly, looking up at him.
"Pwomise." Seify nodded. "And a knight NEVER bweaks his pwomises!"
Quisty blinked up at him, and a small smile lit up her face. Seify looked down proudly at her. "There yoo go, Quisty, a knight's lady never cwies…because her knight will pwotect her from all the bad things. What kinda knight would I be if I made yoo cwy?"
Quisty sniffled, but she stopped crying. "Yoo're wight," she whispered. "I'm making yoo a tewwible knight."
"S'okay. Yoo okay now?"
"Yeah…but I don't wike the nightmares…"
Seify thought for a moment, then announced, "Alright then, yoo're staying here."
Quisty stared at him. "Wha?"
Seify pushed back the covers and pulled her to him. "C'mon, it'll be fun, like a sweepover!" he said, smiling. "And 'sides, as you're knight, I must pwotect yoo fwom harm, and I'll do that by staying cwose to yoo tonight."
He pulled the covers over them and they giggled. Quisty snuggled into the blankets, smiling. "Thankie, Seify! Yoo're the nicest knight ever!"
Seify was lucky it was dark; Quisty couldn't see him blushing. "Uh, well…it's my duty, wight?"
"Wight!" Quisty said with a giggle. "G'night, Seify…"
"…G'night, Quisty."
The two children went two sleep, their hands entwined.
~Bunny's Corner~
Bunny: Once more, review, pretty please!
Whenever You Need Me
Disclaimer: I own the characters of Final Fantasy VIII only in my dreams, so please don't sue!
Author's Notes: Ahh, I have so many reviews! I am feeling really, REALLY special right now…even though I am new at writing Seiftis fics, you ppl like it! I was thinking of making this chapter about Quistis and Seifer spending a bit more time together, but then, since I wrote about the present in my last chapter, I will write about the past. And by the way, these flashbacks are in chronological order, all in Seifer's head. We now go on to his next memory…sleeping with Quistis. (And all you hentais out there, it's NOT how it sounds!) And also, GoodGurl, thanks for reviewing me! You're from the Philippines?! Ack, me too!
Chapter 7: Chasing Away the Nightmares
"Seify?"
The little girl's voice jarred Seify out of his sleep. Groggily, he sat up, looking around, and asked, "Who's there?"
A small tug on his blanket made him look down. Quisty looked up at him, barefoot and wide-eyed. "Quisty? Whassa matter?" the child asked his friend, helping her climb up onto his bed.
She sat in front of him, her long blonde hair in disarray. "I had a nightmare, Seify," she said in a soft whisper.
"What kind of a nightmare?" Seify asked, rubbing his eyes free from sleep. He peered at Quisty, now wide awake. "Are there aliens? Ghosts?"
"…No…"
"What then?" Seify asked.
"My new family."
Seify blinked in confusion, then understood. Quisty had just been adopted; she'd be leaving the orphanage and all her friends in only a few days, until "the papers were finalized", the children had heard their dear Matron say. "What about 'em, Quisty?" he queried. "They seem nice."
Quisty shook her head. "I don't like them…" she whimpered. "They're monsters, Seify, I saw them in my dweam…!" She started sniffling. "And I won't know anyone, an' I hafta call them Mommy and Daddy but they're not. And…and…yoo won't be there, Seify!" Her sniffles were now accompanied by tears that ran down her cheeks. "I don't wanna go!"
Seify stared at her with wide eyes. "Oh, Quisty, don't cwy, don't cwy," he said quietly, wrapping his small arms around her. "Pwease don't cwy, I don't want yoo to weave sad…"
"I don't wanna go!" Quisty said, her voice muffled because she had now begun crying against his shoulder. "Make them go away, Seify, I wanna stay! I wanna stay here with Matwyn and Sis Elle and Zell and Squall and Irvy and Sefie…and yoo! Yoo're my knight, I can't leave my knight!"
"Awww, Quisty, don't be sad because of me!" Seify whispered, patting her hair. "I'm the knight, I hafta pwotect yoo…but if I'm the one making yoo sad, yoo'll hafta fire me!"
She stopped crying and Seify heard her giggle slightly. "I can do that?" she whispered to him.
He nodded. "That's why I'm twying my hardest to pwotect yoo…and 'sides, we'll see each other again."
"P…pwomise?" Quisty asked softly, looking up at him.
"Pwomise." Seify nodded. "And a knight NEVER bweaks his pwomises!"
Quisty blinked up at him, and a small smile lit up her face. Seify looked down proudly at her. "There yoo go, Quisty, a knight's lady never cwies…because her knight will pwotect her from all the bad things. What kinda knight would I be if I made yoo cwy?"
Quisty sniffled, but she stopped crying. "Yoo're wight," she whispered. "I'm making yoo a tewwible knight."
"S'okay. Yoo okay now?"
"Yeah…but I don't wike the nightmares…"
Seify thought for a moment, then announced, "Alright then, yoo're staying here."
Quisty stared at him. "Wha?"
Seify pushed back the covers and pulled her to him. "C'mon, it'll be fun, like a sweepover!" he said, smiling. "And 'sides, as you're knight, I must pwotect yoo fwom harm, and I'll do that by staying cwose to yoo tonight."
He pulled the covers over them and they giggled. Quisty snuggled into the blankets, smiling. "Thankie, Seify! Yoo're the nicest knight ever!"
Seify was lucky it was dark; Quisty couldn't see him blushing. "Uh, well…it's my duty, wight?"
"Wight!" Quisty said with a giggle. "G'night, Seify…"
"…G'night, Quisty."
The two children went two sleep, their hands entwined.
~Bunny's Corner~
Bunny: Once more, review, pretty please!