Disclaimer: Don't own them, yada, yada, yada. I want to thank all my loyal reviewers! I'm so sorry it took me so long to post a new chapter, but I was kinda waiting on Kammy for chapter 12. I get so impatient! - .. – Sorry Kammy! You can write a different chapter for another story! I pwomise! Don't hurt me! Alas my avid readers, this is the last and final chapter to Chicken Wuss! Now get to it and read!
Rinoa and Seifer ambled on the shore of the beach in complete reticence. It was awkward really. Two ex-lovers right there, together again, obligated to talk. What was there to talk about? She paused, and slipped her feet out of her stringy sandals and buried them into the sand. Relishing in the warmth, the softness, and the memories, a sigh escaped her lips, as she plopped down. She brought her knees to her chest and stared out at the ocean, watching the waves lap up against the shore and recede back into the calm hyaline with the blazing sun setting into it. Seifer stopped noticing her presence was missing and turned around. His emerald eyes gazed at the petite form curled up watching, this scene all too familiar. His long strides carried him over to her in no time, and soon he was sitting on the sand too, watching, waiting, willing for something to come up.
"You love him a lot, don't you?" Rinoa whispered stealing a glance at his innocent face.
"Yeah, can you believe it? Seifer Almasy…Mr. Ego, has fallen in-love with the Chicken-Wuss." He shrugged, verdant orbs idly gazing at the waves lapping against the beach, a soft wind playing on their faces. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply taking in the natural musk of the salt filled air, and humidity, memories coming back to him. All memories of him and that person, the love of his life, the only one that really gave him a true second chance at life. The one that made him feel wanted, not just to be used and thrown carelessly to the side. No, he wasn't a sorceress's knight to be used to her advantage. No, he was Zell's Knight. A content smile played themselves on his lips, his gaze shifting to the raven hair flitting in the soft breeze and then to the face that was studying him.
"I'm happy for you Seifer. I really am." A tiny rueful grin adorned her frail face, she placed a single hand on his shoulder. "So are you completely gay now, I mean just a few years ago you were hetero." The smile broadened but never reached her eyes.
"Rinoa, you didn't turn me gay. Don't feel bad, okay? I don't know if I'm completely gay…I never really looked into it. But I do love Zell." He ran callused fingers through his golden tresses, the gaze returning to the sea. A twinkling glimmered in his emerald oculars, his sly grin growing larger, "I'm his Knight…" He sighed turning his attention back to Rinoa, her head tilted with curiosity. "I like the way that sounds…I'm his Knight." Just for the effect he splayed his legs out onto the sand, leaned himself back on his elbows, and raised his shirt up to mid chest, for Rinoa to see the little red marks on him. "I've been branded." A childish grin adorned his innocent face, a chuckle left Rinoa as her eyes gazed at the Z formed by all those hickeys. "I want to spend the rest of my life with Zell." He let go of the material, and let it slide back down to his hips, the black tee shirt accenting the muscles hidden beneath nicely. In a dreamy haze, his head fell back, his eyes watching the colorful sky, "I'm Zell's Knight and I'm going to spend the rest of my life with him."
Zell hobbled into the room he shared with Seifer and threw himself onto the couch. He leaned forward, propping himself up on his elbows, thoughts racing through his head. A dark shadow suddenly blocked the light from the kitchenette, disturbed from his thoughts he glared up at the person. His eyes softened. "Quistis?" She shrugged and sat down next to him.
"What's wrong Zell?" she placed a warm hand on his shoulder, and gazed at him with worried eyes.
"Where did you go? Quistis are you really that attracted to Seifer?" Zell turned his head to the right so his intense icy gaze met hers. Her hand fell from his shoulder and rested lifelessly on the couch.
"I left for Deling City to clear my head. I was so angry at the way Seifer rejected me, but then, he was drunk. I guess I was more envious of the relationship you two shared…and my liking of Seifer kind of added the fuel to the anger. I'm sorry Zell. I never meant to hurt either of you…but I just came back to tell you…I met someone new at Deling. He's a nice, loving, caring man…and I'm just so sorry." She wrapped her frail arms around Zell, squeezing him briefly before releasing, her eyes glanced up at the digital clock, "Oh I'm afraid I must go. He's expecting me at Balamb, we're going to WinHill. I'm going to meet his family."
"Quistis, will we ever see you again?" He pushed himself backward until his back met the softness of the leather.
"Probably not. Garden…has too many painful memories. I might drop by and visit all of you once in a great while. I love you Zell. Take care." She stood, brushing herself off, and headed for the door, "It was really a pleasure knowing you for all those years." Nodding to him, she was gone, and the door clicked shut quietly behind her. Zell heaved a sigh and situated himself so he was lying down. Memories of the recent conversation with Selphie, playing in bits and pieces in his head.
"Zell…You're relationship with him is purely physical. Do you two even have anything in common, except for hormones?"
I don't know had been his response, as he struggled to think of something.
"Zell, I want you to break up with him soon, if you can't find anything that will save your relationship. You'll only get hurt in the long run. And I love you, I can't stand to see you in pain. Zell you two are just using each other for your own desires, please just end it before the both of you get hurt."
She was right. How did she become so smart? She hung around Cid and Quistis too much. Zell just looked at her, his eyebrows at his hairline, mouth gaping open, and tears biting the back of his eyes. She was too right.
"Give your relationship a week, without sex, and without the kinky stuff. If it seems to falter…or anything, and your relationship gets boring or something, you'll know, then this definitely isn't for you. Seifer's a great guy, I know, but the both of you are only deluding yourselves. Please Zell, be careful."
A week without kinks and love making. That meant no more angry bruises of love could be so accidentally placed on his hips, then maybe he could walk normally, without hobbling. That meant Seifer's branding would fade back to that flawless skin of his. That meant Zell was going to have to restrain the both of them. It would be the hardest part in the relationship, but it'd be the outcome of their future together. "I don't care. Damn her and her opinions. I'll make it work. I'll make us work." He uttered falling into a deep sleep with a determined look.
Author's Notes: This is kind of an open ended story. It leaves you to wonder! If you like this ending and are afraid of the Sequel and all that might happen, then here is the perfect ending! 'Cause even I don't really know what's going to happen in the sequel. I base it off reviews, the popularity, and as I go from chapter to chapter. But yeah. This is the final chappie to Chicken Wuss! It's been great writing for all of you! I LOVE YOU!