Disclaimer: Don't own them! Stop reminding meeeeee!
Grasshopper: I like the name Raven, but Seifer can personally call meh Cynthia. Uhm, sure, I guess. But just to let you know this is a fiction about Seifer and Zell, so you'll be making guest appearances. In your review leave your character description and your preference of clothes and attitude.
Yuki: I can be so cruel.
Hokit: I know things went a little fast, but I have a reason for them. I'll explain them in this chapter and upcoming ones. But if you remember back to Chicken Wuss when Seifer was describing Cynthia he let his mind wander a bit too far. And then the chapter when he was talking to Rinoa she asked him if he was completely gay and he said, "I don't know. I never really read into it, but all I know is that I love Zell." Yeah, Zell will get what's coming to him…I think. I don't even really know what's gonna happen!
Zierra: Happy Birthday to you! Here's a chapter to lighten your day!
Sighing heavily, he stood there in front of her door, a hand raised as if to knock. Did he move to quickly with her in the cafeteria? Of course she was confused by his actions…but tonight, yes, tonight at Dollet he's going to explain everything. Everything about him, his feelings…and about Squall. She didn't know about him just yet. Mustering up the courage, he ran his hand through his soft sandy tresses and knocked. Quick shuffling of feet roused him from his thoughts as the door creaked open, and there she stood, in her normal clothes. She was right when she said she wasn't one to dress up, and neither was he. She smiled slightly as he offered an arm to her, and he grinned as she accepted his offer. "We're going to spend a night out together. I haven't really spent time with you in ages."
"I know." She looked up at him and back at her feet as they headed out into the garage. She raised an eyebrow at him as she glanced at his silver mustang.
"What? Surely an ex-knight can have a little mustang to ride around on." He chuckled at the bad pun he didn't intentionally come up with, and opened a door for her. Bounding around to the driver's seat, he hopped in and beamed at his friend that sat next to him. He shoved the key into the ignition and revved the purring engine to a roar.
The drive was filled with a pleasant silence, save the hum of the engine, his companion looking out the window in awe at the sunset. Before they both knew it, Dollet was in sight, and he already pulled into the reconstructed town. Parking the car, he quickly raced to the other side, opening the door for his friend. She raised an eyebrow in question but didn't saw anything as he offered his hand to help her out. Something was going on, and she bet it had to do with that kiss back in the cafeteria. "Why thank you, Sir Seifer Almasy." She took his hand as she got out of the vehicle. "So Sir Knight, where are we going to go?"
"To a little café just down this road." He bowed as he began to lead her away from his mustang and to their destination. He enjoyed her little coos of approval at the town and the beauty of it. Obviously she had lived in Esther too long. The silence was again the main topic of their conversation as the quaint café came into sight, "M'lady…here I will wine and dine you till your heart's content." He bowed once more and opened the door for her.
"Why thank you Sir Knight." She curtsied with her invisible skirt and walked in, with him in tow. The waiter seated the two and handed them their menus. She glanced at it, satisfied with what she was going to get, and placed the carte du jour on the table. Her arms crossed, cradling her bust, and her intense stare on him. "Seifer…why did you kiss me?"
"…You helped me realize that I needed to move on. That Zell isn't going to be there for me when I need him. You made me realize that my teenage crush on you was still there buried under all the raw emotions of Zell—"
"What? Aren't you gay? Crush? Holy Hyne, Seifer, please don't just be using me as a form of consolation." She quickly put a finger to her lips and looked up at the waiter.
"Are you ready to order madam and sir?"
"I'll have the Caesar Salad and to drink I'll just have a Root Beer."
"And you sir?"
"I'll have the Steak medium done with the baked potato. –And to drink I'll have…a…Root Beer too." He handed the waiter the menus and watched him go. He sighed heavily as he reverted his gaze back to the woman before him, "I guess I'm not completely gay. I thought I was since I was so wrapped up with Zell that I didn't even consider looking at anyone else. But once my relationship was so—deliberately broken off with him, I came to realization that I wasn't going to ever get him back. You see how happy he is with the headmaster." He shrugged and continued, "You know since you first got to garden I had a crush on you, until I began to realize Zell existed. I thought the crush faded or something because I got so tied up with taunting Chicken. But…I dunno…"
"Wow. Seifer. I—You see, I've had a giant crush on you since, well when we first started talking. But this seems too surreal for me. Not to mention what about the code? Student and teacher relationships? It won't work out Seifer. Unless one of us drops out from Garden, it really won't work out." She sighed with exasperation and placed her hands on the table. This was too sudden.
"I know…But I'm planning on leaving Balamb, and moving to Winhill." He bit his lip nervously, "she's going to ask why. She's going to ask why." he thought to himself and lo and behold…
"Why? Why are you leaving Balamb? Does it have to do with this morning?" She frantically searched his face for answers, her friend and instructor is not leaving Balamb.
"It's about Squall…I can't stand to be here with a lying sack of sh—" He glanced up at the smirking waiter holding their food, and suddenly put a hand to his mouth in a silent apology.
"Caesar salad for the lady." he placed a bowl in front of Cynthia, "And for the sir, your steak medium done, with the baked potato." He turned his nose up a bit and walked away.
"That was rude…but what did Squall do? How is he a lying sack of…nevermind. What did he do to you?" She ran a hand through her ebony locks and warily looked around the café.
"I'll tell you after we eat." He smiled sadly and lowered his gaze to his suddenly unappetizing food. They ate the rest of the meal in an awkward silence.
Author's Notes: No real cliffhangers here, but there will be! ::laughs evilly:: I have so many ideas for this story now it's not even funny.
