Chapter Five
As he raised his arm to ring the bell, the heavy, wooden door swung open.
"ZIDANE!!!Come on in! Blank said you'd come, but I didn't believe him. Guess I'll have to apologize later." said Beatrix, happily surveying her friend. Then she added joyfully, "I'm so glad you're here."
Zidane gave her a polite smile. Beatrix looked beautiful. She had changed a bit since he last saw her, but he knew she only looked shorter because he had grown. She still had that athletic, jungle-woman figure, and ravishing long, brown hair.
"C'mon, I'll take you to Blank." she said, grabbing his arm.
"So, Beatrix, how's college?" he asked, as they passed many breakers gazing at Beatrix lustfully.
She grinned. "Fun."
Zidane eyed her curiously and questioned, " Fun?"
Beatrix waved to a couple of guys watching a porn video in the living room and said, " Yeah, well, it symbolizes freedom, and nobody wants to be a caged bird." She caught Zidane's inquiring glance and explained, " I mean, now that Dad 'nd Mum are out of the country, and classes are so easy, I feel incredibly independent and unrestrained."
"Wild." Zidane summarized for her. "You feel wild."
Beatrix beamed at him. "Yeah, college sure is wild.. I always knew you understood me."
After seemingly endless rooms full of drunken teenagers, they finally arrived at the largest one of all.
"Oi! Monkey Boy!!! Over here!!" someone yelled from a far corner.
Zidane looked over. It was Blank, standing with a bunch of people, drink in one hand, girl in the other. They crossed over to join him.
"Ah, Zidane, you're here!!" muttered Blank, obviously drunk. He looked at Beatrix. "HAHA!! I told you he'd be here, and you wouldn't believe me!"
"Okay, you win, but that doesn't give you the right to abuse my friend." she angrily retorted, staring pointedly at the girl in his arms.
Zidane looked at the girl in amazement. She was definitely the prettiest girl he had ever seen, TV, magazines included. The girl looked uneasy standing here and it was apparent she had her mind set on leaving once Blank let go of her. When she saw Zidane staring at her, she blushed crimson and averted his gaze, which made her look even more stunning to him. She had pulchritudinous features, alluring black hair streaming down her back, a long, exquisite figure strapped in slutty clothes that were definitely not hers, and the most beauteous eyes Zidane had ever seen in his life. He was so enraptured by her delicacy that he didn't notice the fight exploding right next to him until now.
"I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU, YOU MORON!"
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!!"
"I TOLD YOU TO PROTECT HER, NOT RAPE HER WITH YOUR EYES!!"
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN??"
"WHAT DO YOU THINK THAT'S SUPPOSED TO MEAN??"
"HELL, I WAS PROTECTING HER!!!!"
"OH YEAH, YOU CALL THAT PROTECTING HER?? ALLOWING ALL YOUR DISGUSTING FRIENDS TO DROOL OVER HER??"
"THEY WEREN'T DROOLING OVER HER!!"
"OH YEAH??"
"YEAH!!"
"WELL, WHAT ABOUT YOURSELF, LOOKING AT HER BREASTS EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE, PROTECTING MY ASS!!"
"I HAVE NOT BEEN LOOKING AT HER BREASTS!!!"
"RIGHT, AND YOU HAVENT BEEN TAKING ADVANTAGE OF HER EITHER, YEAH?"
"DUH!! WHAT DO YOU THINK??"
"OF COURSE YOU'VE BEEN!"
"WHAT THE HECK??"
"WHY WERE YOU HOLDING IN YOUR ARMS THEN!!??"
"I JUST TOLD YOU!!I WAS PROTECTING HER!!"
Zidane suddenly reaized why Beatrix was so mad. For confirmation, he asked an alarmed boy standing behind Blank, "Um, excuse me, but.. are they together?"
The boy didn't take his eyes of the fight, but answered, "Yeah."
Then he unglued his eyes and looked reassuringly at Zidane. "Don't worry, they always do this. Later, they'll be all over each other." Then he looked curiously at Zidane. "Say, have I seen you before?"
Just then, a pretty voice squealed, "ZIDANE!!! I can't believe you're here!! Have you come out of your meditation?"
Zidane turned around to look at the person. "Eiko, hey! I see you've grown up a bit."
Eiko just stood there and smiled at him, ignoring the boys drooling at her side. "Yeah, I really have. You can't even tell I'm only a seventh grader."
Zidane looked at her closely and decided she was right, she looked more like an eleventh grader, with the figure and makeup.
Eiko walked over to him and hugged him. "I'm glad you've come out of your isolation. I've been waiting for you for so long."
Grinning, Zidane said, "What do you think I am, a hermit? Isolation? Meditation? What are you talking about, kid?"
"Kid?!" she shouted, clearly insulted. "Watch who you're calling a kid!!"
Zidane laughed. "Okay, I'll be careful."
Eiko let go of Zidane and stared at the poor girl shriveled up next to a screaming Beatrix. "Garnet?!"she half-whispered, reaching over to take the girl's hand.
The girl looked extremely relieved to be out of the situation. "Hello Eiko." she said, in a creamy voice.
"Garnet, why are you here?" she asked, holding her hand in a sisterly fashion.
Garnet answered, "My dad and mum wanted me to come and experience American life. So I left Alexandria, and came over to stay with Beatrix."
Zidane stared at Garnet. She was so beautiful. Eiko saw the look on his face and reluctantly introduced them to each other. "Zidane, this is Garnet Alexandros, the princess of Alexandria, we were at summer camp together last summer. And Garnet, this is Zidane Tribal, the cutest boy in town- er- I mean, one of the seniors at Lindblum High School."
Garnet smiled at him and said, " I'm in your year, so maybe I'll see you at school. Principal Cid is my uncle, you know. "
Zidane blinked. She was his age? How lucky could he get? Then he thought angrily what am i thinking? I'm still waiting for Ruby to give me an answer. "Really? He must be a pretty cool uncle." he lied in response.
Garnet nodded in agreement."Yes, he is pretty nice."
They both fell silent as they felt Eiko eyes burning into them.
"Ah, Eiko, lookin' good." said the boy who had been ignored by Zidane since Eiko's arrival.
"And you, um.. "
"Chad."
"Ah, yes, Chad." said Eiko, smiling politely.
Chad abruptly turned to Zidane. "Darkness. The choice will be yours, Zidane. Darkness or light. Choose wisely. But if you ask me, darkness will be better. When the time comes, ahhh, let all things perish."
Then he left, leaving the three of them wondering what drugs he had taken earlier in the evening.
As he raised his arm to ring the bell, the heavy, wooden door swung open.
"ZIDANE!!!Come on in! Blank said you'd come, but I didn't believe him. Guess I'll have to apologize later." said Beatrix, happily surveying her friend. Then she added joyfully, "I'm so glad you're here."
Zidane gave her a polite smile. Beatrix looked beautiful. She had changed a bit since he last saw her, but he knew she only looked shorter because he had grown. She still had that athletic, jungle-woman figure, and ravishing long, brown hair.
"C'mon, I'll take you to Blank." she said, grabbing his arm.
"So, Beatrix, how's college?" he asked, as they passed many breakers gazing at Beatrix lustfully.
She grinned. "Fun."
Zidane eyed her curiously and questioned, " Fun?"
Beatrix waved to a couple of guys watching a porn video in the living room and said, " Yeah, well, it symbolizes freedom, and nobody wants to be a caged bird." She caught Zidane's inquiring glance and explained, " I mean, now that Dad 'nd Mum are out of the country, and classes are so easy, I feel incredibly independent and unrestrained."
"Wild." Zidane summarized for her. "You feel wild."
Beatrix beamed at him. "Yeah, college sure is wild.. I always knew you understood me."
After seemingly endless rooms full of drunken teenagers, they finally arrived at the largest one of all.
"Oi! Monkey Boy!!! Over here!!" someone yelled from a far corner.
Zidane looked over. It was Blank, standing with a bunch of people, drink in one hand, girl in the other. They crossed over to join him.
"Ah, Zidane, you're here!!" muttered Blank, obviously drunk. He looked at Beatrix. "HAHA!! I told you he'd be here, and you wouldn't believe me!"
"Okay, you win, but that doesn't give you the right to abuse my friend." she angrily retorted, staring pointedly at the girl in his arms.
Zidane looked at the girl in amazement. She was definitely the prettiest girl he had ever seen, TV, magazines included. The girl looked uneasy standing here and it was apparent she had her mind set on leaving once Blank let go of her. When she saw Zidane staring at her, she blushed crimson and averted his gaze, which made her look even more stunning to him. She had pulchritudinous features, alluring black hair streaming down her back, a long, exquisite figure strapped in slutty clothes that were definitely not hers, and the most beauteous eyes Zidane had ever seen in his life. He was so enraptured by her delicacy that he didn't notice the fight exploding right next to him until now.
"I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU, YOU MORON!"
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!!"
"I TOLD YOU TO PROTECT HER, NOT RAPE HER WITH YOUR EYES!!"
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN??"
"WHAT DO YOU THINK THAT'S SUPPOSED TO MEAN??"
"HELL, I WAS PROTECTING HER!!!!"
"OH YEAH, YOU CALL THAT PROTECTING HER?? ALLOWING ALL YOUR DISGUSTING FRIENDS TO DROOL OVER HER??"
"THEY WEREN'T DROOLING OVER HER!!"
"OH YEAH??"
"YEAH!!"
"WELL, WHAT ABOUT YOURSELF, LOOKING AT HER BREASTS EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE, PROTECTING MY ASS!!"
"I HAVE NOT BEEN LOOKING AT HER BREASTS!!!"
"RIGHT, AND YOU HAVENT BEEN TAKING ADVANTAGE OF HER EITHER, YEAH?"
"DUH!! WHAT DO YOU THINK??"
"OF COURSE YOU'VE BEEN!"
"WHAT THE HECK??"
"WHY WERE YOU HOLDING IN YOUR ARMS THEN!!??"
"I JUST TOLD YOU!!I WAS PROTECTING HER!!"
Zidane suddenly reaized why Beatrix was so mad. For confirmation, he asked an alarmed boy standing behind Blank, "Um, excuse me, but.. are they together?"
The boy didn't take his eyes of the fight, but answered, "Yeah."
Then he unglued his eyes and looked reassuringly at Zidane. "Don't worry, they always do this. Later, they'll be all over each other." Then he looked curiously at Zidane. "Say, have I seen you before?"
Just then, a pretty voice squealed, "ZIDANE!!! I can't believe you're here!! Have you come out of your meditation?"
Zidane turned around to look at the person. "Eiko, hey! I see you've grown up a bit."
Eiko just stood there and smiled at him, ignoring the boys drooling at her side. "Yeah, I really have. You can't even tell I'm only a seventh grader."
Zidane looked at her closely and decided she was right, she looked more like an eleventh grader, with the figure and makeup.
Eiko walked over to him and hugged him. "I'm glad you've come out of your isolation. I've been waiting for you for so long."
Grinning, Zidane said, "What do you think I am, a hermit? Isolation? Meditation? What are you talking about, kid?"
"Kid?!" she shouted, clearly insulted. "Watch who you're calling a kid!!"
Zidane laughed. "Okay, I'll be careful."
Eiko let go of Zidane and stared at the poor girl shriveled up next to a screaming Beatrix. "Garnet?!"she half-whispered, reaching over to take the girl's hand.
The girl looked extremely relieved to be out of the situation. "Hello Eiko." she said, in a creamy voice.
"Garnet, why are you here?" she asked, holding her hand in a sisterly fashion.
Garnet answered, "My dad and mum wanted me to come and experience American life. So I left Alexandria, and came over to stay with Beatrix."
Zidane stared at Garnet. She was so beautiful. Eiko saw the look on his face and reluctantly introduced them to each other. "Zidane, this is Garnet Alexandros, the princess of Alexandria, we were at summer camp together last summer. And Garnet, this is Zidane Tribal, the cutest boy in town- er- I mean, one of the seniors at Lindblum High School."
Garnet smiled at him and said, " I'm in your year, so maybe I'll see you at school. Principal Cid is my uncle, you know. "
Zidane blinked. She was his age? How lucky could he get? Then he thought angrily what am i thinking? I'm still waiting for Ruby to give me an answer. "Really? He must be a pretty cool uncle." he lied in response.
Garnet nodded in agreement."Yes, he is pretty nice."
They both fell silent as they felt Eiko eyes burning into them.
"Ah, Eiko, lookin' good." said the boy who had been ignored by Zidane since Eiko's arrival.
"And you, um.. "
"Chad."
"Ah, yes, Chad." said Eiko, smiling politely.
Chad abruptly turned to Zidane. "Darkness. The choice will be yours, Zidane. Darkness or light. Choose wisely. But if you ask me, darkness will be better. When the time comes, ahhh, let all things perish."
Then he left, leaving the three of them wondering what drugs he had taken earlier in the evening.