Author's note: Yahoo!!! Next chapter up This isn't very special chapter but the storyline moves a little closer to the grand finale, so hope you enjoy

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Shared Feelings
Written by Terra Trepe

Chapter 16: New Problems

Almost like a cold breeze, it brushed its freezing touch through her body, making her snuggle closer to this warmth provided by the man who was holding her in a gentle and comforting embrace.

Not being able to open her sleepy eyes, she just laid there, not hearing this hollow whisper-like call.

Where are you

Straining her eyes open, the blond woman tried to figure her whereabouts. Her eyes blinked many times, as she was struggling to keep them unclosed, and then finally got her eyes completely open, revealing that death cold gaze staring at nothing.

It's time Come to me

This alluring voice whispered around her resting form, strangely echoing through the room like in an empty cave.

The cold sneaky voice continued luring her with its whispers.

Slowly Quistis raised her upper body up from resting in the warm arms of the blond man, who were still sleeping. Her eyes were still hazy and so she didn't see her surroundings very clearly.

Quistis didn't even realise being awake.

That's it Come to me.

This voice was like a string tided into her chest, leading her toward to its presence. She got up to her legs, feeling her body swinging slowly from side to another. In this strange state of mind, Quistis started to make her way away from this classroom, leaving the sleeping blond man behind her.

She went through the silver door that opened up before her, and she kept on wandering to the empty corridor with her wavering steps, her arms lifelessly hanging on her sides.

The silver door behind her closed up when she had made her way to the corridor. She stopped there, looking the wall ahead of her with a silent and somehow death gaze. Quistis had no control from her body, almost like something was pulling the strings that made her move. She really didn't acknowledge this state, her mind completely covered with thick mist that stopped her from fighting back.

Hey! There's she is!!!

This sudden shouting forced its way to her mind, now dragging her away from this subconscious state. Her eyes flew open with silent shock as she quickly turned her head toward these four Galbadian soldiers who were on the other end of the corridor.

Quistis was completely out. She had no idea why she was suddenly standing here in the corridor.

Let's get her!

The four soldiers started to closer toward her, their swords on their side, ready to use them if necessary. It took her only a second to get out of the confused state of not knowing where she was, and she started to focus on protecting herself.

Her hand started to clutch to her whip's leather case attached to the brown belt on her waist, her hasty hand grabbing nothing but air into her grasp. Fleeing her petrified gaze to the empty leather sheath, the horrified memory flashback flashed past her eyes in a slow motion picture.

Her Save the Queen had dropped down to the battlefield outside, when one Galbadian soldier had attacked her. And when the sudden bomb attacks had started, Quistis had totally forgot it and had ended leaving it there, now completely unarmed for the assault.

Adrenal started to burst through her blood veins as she started to retreat backward from these attacking soldiers with stumbling steps. Quistis hadn't even started to run, when one of the soldiers had almost reached up to her already. The next thing she knew, the door on her right side opened up, her knight with his Hyperion gunblade jumping out to her rescue.

Seifer swept the Galbadian's legs with his gunblade, making the soldier knock down to the ground next to Quistis' legs. The other three soldiers who were still steps away from them, stopped right on their steps when they saw the blond man now completely coming out of the other room into this suddenly rushed corridor.

His trench coat with the red crosses on its long sleeves, the gunblade next to him and the dark scar crossing sides on the bridge of his nose, told to these three soldiers who this man was.

Commander Almasy! A surprised gasp left from one of the soldiers, when they saw their old commander standing there right in front of them. Quistis moved a little closer to Seifer, feeling her heart beat getting little relaxed as the situation seemed to be over for now. Seifer kept pointing his gunblade toward these petrified men as he stared them angrily with his emerald slits. There was suddenly silent, as no one of them said anything, just standing there, few metres away from each other.

It was silent, and then it also became cold.

A sudden wave of unstopping shivers went through Quistis head, making her tremble enormously. She dropped down to the ground on her knees as she groaned in grimace. Seifer reached down to her kneeling form with his glowed hand, scared and worried expressions hanging on his face. Her face had the look of greatest anguish, when she crawled on the ground, and Seifer was getting really nervous this time. This was serious. There was something really wrong with her.

Her body suddenly stiffened up, the grimace disappearing from her face. The pain seemed to go away, but then she dropped down to the ground, her body now laying on the ground lifelessly.

Seifer dropped himself down to his knees next to her, this time not caring the threat of the three Galbadian soldiers attacking him. ! Wake up! He felt his mind going strained as he tried to make her open up her eyes, by gently shaking her shoulders, but there was no sign of life.

No

The fear for the sake of her life strained his mind, but then his mind was also being struck with a new wave of pain.

Steadying his head with his other hand, Seifer tried desperately to fight against this pain that had suddenly filled his head too. This pain started to grow even worse and this time Seifer raised also his other hand up to his head, letting the gunblade drop down to the ground. What's happening Trying his best to stay conscious, Seifer glanced an anguished glance toward the soldiers, who were looking down to him with awed stares.

One after another, their gazes raised up to look something behind his suffering form. Their faces filled with serious and even scared expressions when they landed their eyes up to that something behind him.

Sliding his gaze through the soldiers, Seifer felt even more confused. A dark shadow suddenly leered down to his form, covering him with its cold surface. The pain was awful, but Seifer needed to see whom the owner of this mighty shadow were. He turned his head around to see behind him, feeling the tension growing in his muscles on the every inch of his movements.

Finding his slit eyes landing on to a dark coloured canvas of something that seemed like a end of a long dress, Seifer slowly worked his way up from the folds of the dress to the figure's slim waist. Then when his gaze finally found their way up to the face of this dark figure, he gasped in full surprise.

That pair of familiar-looking dark eyes leering down to him, a dark glow and echo of pain sparking from its depths more strongly than before. The familiar face, that was even paler than before, was heavily make-upped, her eyes framed with black eyeliner that made her gaze even more deadly. Her black hair looked even darker than before, few wisps of her hair framing down her face, the end of these hairs tided behind her neck.

What? Could it be? No

R- Rinoa Muttering this with the end of his strength, Seifer fall down to the ground next to Quistis, going unconscious as the pain flew away from his tensed muscles.

The woman clad in dark focused her gaze up to one of the soldiers, giving her orders with her hollow voice.

Bring the girl with me I want her unharmed

What about Almasy

Kill him I don't care how, but make sure he dies.

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Author's note: Okay Huh, I must say that I'm not satisfied at all with this chapter, but I just don't find the interest to try and write it again, so please don't ask me to do that! Nothing else but that! ^ ^

I don't know how much time it will take me from writing the next chapter, so please be patient with me.

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