AN: This chapter's a bit longer, do you approve?
Disclaimer: Squaresoft are still holding out, but hopefully by the end of this fic I will own them and thus FFVIII, but that's just a dream. Do not forget this disclaimer is real!
Chapter 7: Pimps and Whores.
~*~Selphie's POV~*~
I watched him carefully, waiting for him to react. His eyes screwed up as he read it, and his face lost it's calm, showing his emotions as he lifted his gaze back to mine.
"I don't know who wrote this babe." Irvine was a bad liar, his face gave him away and I stepped up to him and drew my hands behind my back.
"You know Irvine, I could love you. If you gave me time and a chance. But you see, you just basically said, I don't care. People don't lie to me because I can't stand it." I drew back and slapped him across the face before storming out. I heard Rin's footsteps behind me as I headed for my room as quickly as I could. I pushed the door open, spotting Seifer asleep on the bed already. I rolled my eyes and closed the door, heading for the couch. I sprawled face down on it, letting the tears seep from my eyes and into the couches cushions. My sobs must have woken Seifer because the next thing I know I'm cradled in his arms and he's whispering comforting words to me. Now this is Seifer remember, not a nice guy.
"W-what are you doing?"
"Do you feel better?" Seifer was kind as he offered me something I never thought I'd see in his possession, a hankie. I wiped my eyes and carefully blew my nose, trying to avoid eye contact with him.
"I'm guessing you confronted him?"
"Yep." I coughed for a second and then drew in a deep breath. I stood and smoothed my clothing down before stepping into the bathroom again. This night was going to be a long one.
I woke up first, standing up to reach out for my gloves which are kept on my bedside table. Then I realise I'm not in my dorm. I snatch them up from the coffee table, strapping them on easily. Sometimes I wonder just how robotic I must look in the mornings. I stretch, drawing sweat pants on under my nightie. Seifer was sitting up in the bed, obviously surprised to be by himself.
"Why didn't you share the bed with me?" His voice was confused and I shrugged, heading out the door. I jogged up and down the hallway, warming up. Zell soon joined me, our steps falling into sync as we moved at the same pace. I guess our footsteps either woke our friends or alerted those already awake to our practice as we stopped at one end and started to turn back flips down the hallway and back. The doors opened and they stood in the doorways, Raijin and Fujin, Squall and Rinoa, Irvine and Quistis, Lee Anne and finally Seifer. We turned to cart-wheels, feeling the stretching burn down my upper arms, waking me up. I stopped as Zell did and he held both his hands up, unaware of the people watching as I threw punches and jabs into his palms. I then swapped with him, holding my palms up. We then moved to offense and defense, sending blows and blocking them. I stopped and ran my wrist across my forehead. Zell smiled and slapped palms with me, slinging his arm around my shoulders as we walked back to our open doors.
"Aintcha never seen people train afore?" Zell drawled at our gaping friends as he dropped his hold on me and slid past Lee Anne into his room. Seifer barred the doorway and I put my hands on my hips, raising an eyebrow at him. He smirked and stepped aside. I dressed hurriedly, not ashamed of my body, if Seifer wanted to stare, let him, I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of daunting me. So what if I had breasts, didn't every woman? So what if I wore no bra to bed? Surely he'd seen naked women before. I snorted at that thought and wriggled into the leather pants that opened from my knee down with a split down the outside that held a zip, incase I wanted to do them up. I drew on the heavy combat boots that Squall wore throughout the Ultimecia event. I'd gone through heaps of my boots, while his never wore through with all the walking he did. I had opted for the lace up set though, so I sank down to do up the buttons that ran up from the outside ankle. I then drew a bra on, clasping it closed easily. I looked down at myself and decided to stuff the shirt, the bra was enough. A yellow underwire sports bra, no one would dare complain, it was me after all.
"Selphie?" Squall started as I stepped in behind Seifer, joining the meeting in his and Rinoa's room. Everyone's eyes snapped to me, zeroing on what had caused Squall to stop what he was saying and speak my name.
"Yeah Squall?" I looked at him, placing my hands on my hips as Rinoa flocked to my side and wrapped her arm around my waist.
"Thank Hyne you're here, something's happened to all my clothes, they've all been sliced."
"I'll lend you some stuff, that ok with you Squall?"
"Yeah, go ahead." Squall waved us away and I led her back to mine and Seifer's room. My bag was already repacked, so I opened it and thought to tease Squall and dress her exactly like me, because I knew Rinoa had on the blue bra that matched my yellow and if she didn't, I had a blue one.
"Strip and I'm not a lesbian, so I'm not gonna toss you onto the couch and make passionate love to you while your boyfriend hears your cries of pleasure through the wall." I teased her and she laughed, stripping like a young colt bolting for it's first long run. I drew out denim pants like my leather ones and watched her dress in the panties and pants I'd leant her. I drew out the blue bra and she pulled it on. One thing I didn't calculate. She's a D cup, I'm a C. That proved a little problem. The bra closed and she looked down at her exposed chest.
"Selphie, you sure about this?"
"Yeah, you look beautiful and anyway, you said looking sexy could help."
"But to this degree? Everyone will think Squall's a pimp and I'm his whore."
"Better than Seifer as your pimp! Anyway, no one could think of you as a whore." I ushered her from the room, bundling her clothes in my arms. We re- entered the room and Squall glared at me.
"I did not want a slightly modified version of you." Squall growled the words and I laughed in his face, throwing my head back and putting my hands on my hips.
"I lent her my clothes. If you don't like how I dress, lend her some of your own." I growled the words at him and he retreated, mumbling under his breath as I handed her clothes back and she stuffed them into her bag. I expected Irvine to complain about my partner and me being together and he did.
AN: It was longer, does that mean I get a better review?
Disclaimer: Squaresoft are still holding out, but hopefully by the end of this fic I will own them and thus FFVIII, but that's just a dream. Do not forget this disclaimer is real!
Chapter 7: Pimps and Whores.
~*~Selphie's POV~*~
I watched him carefully, waiting for him to react. His eyes screwed up as he read it, and his face lost it's calm, showing his emotions as he lifted his gaze back to mine.
"I don't know who wrote this babe." Irvine was a bad liar, his face gave him away and I stepped up to him and drew my hands behind my back.
"You know Irvine, I could love you. If you gave me time and a chance. But you see, you just basically said, I don't care. People don't lie to me because I can't stand it." I drew back and slapped him across the face before storming out. I heard Rin's footsteps behind me as I headed for my room as quickly as I could. I pushed the door open, spotting Seifer asleep on the bed already. I rolled my eyes and closed the door, heading for the couch. I sprawled face down on it, letting the tears seep from my eyes and into the couches cushions. My sobs must have woken Seifer because the next thing I know I'm cradled in his arms and he's whispering comforting words to me. Now this is Seifer remember, not a nice guy.
"W-what are you doing?"
"Do you feel better?" Seifer was kind as he offered me something I never thought I'd see in his possession, a hankie. I wiped my eyes and carefully blew my nose, trying to avoid eye contact with him.
"I'm guessing you confronted him?"
"Yep." I coughed for a second and then drew in a deep breath. I stood and smoothed my clothing down before stepping into the bathroom again. This night was going to be a long one.
I woke up first, standing up to reach out for my gloves which are kept on my bedside table. Then I realise I'm not in my dorm. I snatch them up from the coffee table, strapping them on easily. Sometimes I wonder just how robotic I must look in the mornings. I stretch, drawing sweat pants on under my nightie. Seifer was sitting up in the bed, obviously surprised to be by himself.
"Why didn't you share the bed with me?" His voice was confused and I shrugged, heading out the door. I jogged up and down the hallway, warming up. Zell soon joined me, our steps falling into sync as we moved at the same pace. I guess our footsteps either woke our friends or alerted those already awake to our practice as we stopped at one end and started to turn back flips down the hallway and back. The doors opened and they stood in the doorways, Raijin and Fujin, Squall and Rinoa, Irvine and Quistis, Lee Anne and finally Seifer. We turned to cart-wheels, feeling the stretching burn down my upper arms, waking me up. I stopped as Zell did and he held both his hands up, unaware of the people watching as I threw punches and jabs into his palms. I then swapped with him, holding my palms up. We then moved to offense and defense, sending blows and blocking them. I stopped and ran my wrist across my forehead. Zell smiled and slapped palms with me, slinging his arm around my shoulders as we walked back to our open doors.
"Aintcha never seen people train afore?" Zell drawled at our gaping friends as he dropped his hold on me and slid past Lee Anne into his room. Seifer barred the doorway and I put my hands on my hips, raising an eyebrow at him. He smirked and stepped aside. I dressed hurriedly, not ashamed of my body, if Seifer wanted to stare, let him, I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of daunting me. So what if I had breasts, didn't every woman? So what if I wore no bra to bed? Surely he'd seen naked women before. I snorted at that thought and wriggled into the leather pants that opened from my knee down with a split down the outside that held a zip, incase I wanted to do them up. I drew on the heavy combat boots that Squall wore throughout the Ultimecia event. I'd gone through heaps of my boots, while his never wore through with all the walking he did. I had opted for the lace up set though, so I sank down to do up the buttons that ran up from the outside ankle. I then drew a bra on, clasping it closed easily. I looked down at myself and decided to stuff the shirt, the bra was enough. A yellow underwire sports bra, no one would dare complain, it was me after all.
"Selphie?" Squall started as I stepped in behind Seifer, joining the meeting in his and Rinoa's room. Everyone's eyes snapped to me, zeroing on what had caused Squall to stop what he was saying and speak my name.
"Yeah Squall?" I looked at him, placing my hands on my hips as Rinoa flocked to my side and wrapped her arm around my waist.
"Thank Hyne you're here, something's happened to all my clothes, they've all been sliced."
"I'll lend you some stuff, that ok with you Squall?"
"Yeah, go ahead." Squall waved us away and I led her back to mine and Seifer's room. My bag was already repacked, so I opened it and thought to tease Squall and dress her exactly like me, because I knew Rinoa had on the blue bra that matched my yellow and if she didn't, I had a blue one.
"Strip and I'm not a lesbian, so I'm not gonna toss you onto the couch and make passionate love to you while your boyfriend hears your cries of pleasure through the wall." I teased her and she laughed, stripping like a young colt bolting for it's first long run. I drew out denim pants like my leather ones and watched her dress in the panties and pants I'd leant her. I drew out the blue bra and she pulled it on. One thing I didn't calculate. She's a D cup, I'm a C. That proved a little problem. The bra closed and she looked down at her exposed chest.
"Selphie, you sure about this?"
"Yeah, you look beautiful and anyway, you said looking sexy could help."
"But to this degree? Everyone will think Squall's a pimp and I'm his whore."
"Better than Seifer as your pimp! Anyway, no one could think of you as a whore." I ushered her from the room, bundling her clothes in my arms. We re- entered the room and Squall glared at me.
"I did not want a slightly modified version of you." Squall growled the words and I laughed in his face, throwing my head back and putting my hands on my hips.
"I lent her my clothes. If you don't like how I dress, lend her some of your own." I growled the words at him and he retreated, mumbling under his breath as I handed her clothes back and she stuffed them into her bag. I expected Irvine to complain about my partner and me being together and he did.
AN: It was longer, does that mean I get a better review?