If You Only Knew
Disclaimer - I claim no ownership of FFVIII, but if you must sue, you'll only get my broken monitor. ;_;
That's two chapters of Seifer and Fujin not being together... I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE!!! THERE MUST BE CUTENESS IN THIS CHAPTER!!!!
*** Tuesday, 3:16 PM, drama club ***
"What do you think of this one?" Selphie held up a costume, a medieval-looking black and violet dress, and pressed it against her, "Maybe I could make Ophelia in the Spring production...?"
"Well, she does go insane..." Fujin sighed and looked through the costume rack, "You have no competition."
"Whoo-hoo!" Selphie smiled, throwing her arms up into the air. After her little celebration, she noticed Fujin was looking at some of the fancier dresses on the rack, "Hey... I remember this dress!" she grabbed it from her, "It was the dress Quisty wore last year in Romeo and Juliet."
Fujin nodded, "I know, she was great."
Selphie held the dress in front of Fujin, picturing it on her, "... You'd make a great Juliet too!"
"Huh?"
"This is the last year we're going to do Shakespeare, you should try for something BIG!"
She shook her head and laughed, "Juliet? Give me a break."
Fujin took the dress back and put it on the rack. Selphie sighed, "But imagine if you WERE Juliet for a second."
"Hmmm..." she clicked her tongue, "Speaking in Olde English, rhyming constantly JUST like in real life, kissing some guy who got the part with his overdramatic voice and gelled hair, then killing myself over him. Sounds wonderful."
"... You're such a downer, why did you even join the drama club?"
Fujin opened her mouth to say something, than just stayed quiet and continued to look through the rack. Selphie smiled and pointed at Fujin, "For the college application, am I right??"
"... Mmm..." she mumbled, still looking through the rack.
"Tee-hee!" Selphie giggled and picked up a green hat with a yellow feather in it. She put it on, and looked at Fujin with a grin while somewhat sticking her tongue out. Holding in a small laugh, Fujin shook her head and kneeled down to look at the shoes and boots at the bottom.
Selphie stared, wide-eyed for a couple seconds, "... Or to see Seifer in tights."
"Huh?" Fujin got back up. Seifer was talking to their drama teacher, Ms. Hill.
"... What's he doing here?" Fujin looked at Selphie, who just shrugged.
"College application?"
*** 3:26 ***
"All right, can we have everyone sitting down? ... Okay, calm down everyone," Ms. Hill looked at her clipboard, "Due to budget cuts, we'll only be doing two productions this year: Hamlet in the winter and Romeo and Juliet in the spring."
No one said a thing.
"... Anyway... our auditions will be next week, you can pick up your scripts for Hamlet on your way out. The sign-up sheets will be on the message board in front of the cafeteria."
Ms. Hill looked at the clock, then her watch, and sighed, "Dismissed."
Fujin picked up a script and left. She went to her locker and opened it...
Or at least tried...
... Again...
"This damn locker," she groaned and banged her fist on the locker.
"Need help?" Seifer leaned on the locker next to hers. He grinned, "Looks like you need it."
Fujin blinked and nodded. He banged on the locker and opened it effortlessly. Fujin smiled and took out her math book, two Shakespeare books, her violin, her science book, and three notebooks. As she tried to jumble the objects, Fujin attempted to close her locker. In her attempt, she dropped her science book and one of the Shakespeare books.
Seifer picked up the dropped books and took a few more from Fujin's pile, as well as her violin, "There."
"... Thanks..." Fujin said weakly as she locked her locker.
"No problem... where's your backpack?"
"Stupid thing ripped," she took some of her books back, "... And my teachers gave me a pile of homework on the same day I had no backpack."
Seifer shrugged, "How nice of them," he looked at looked at the pile that he had, "I guess I'm stuck with this job. Oh, well."
"No, you don't have to!" Fujin tried to take the rest of them back.
He rolled his eyes and began to walk off, *Then what kind of 'gentleman' would I be?*
"What?"
"We're stopping at your house anyway, I insist."
Fujin shrugged, "Whatever you say..."
*** Fujin's room, 3:58 ***
Seifer dropped everything in his hands, "Your room is... huge..."
Fujin placed her books neatly on her bed, "Compared to the others it's pretty small," she picked up the books Seifer dropped and put them next to the others.
"... Rather nice though... last girl's room I was in looked like it was designed by the Olsen twins."
"Umm, thanks...? I suppose..."
He laughed and put her violin down, the only thing he hadn't dropped, "When did you start playing violin?"
"Since I was 8, around the time I started photography."
"Photography?" Fujin pointed at her shelf, "... Whoa..." he looked at the first shelf, "... That's you, right?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"You had braces, just like your sister... what's her name anyway???"
"Sora."
"Oh," he continued to look, now at the second shelf, "This must be your family... who's this?"
"That's my older brother Jarred... and these are my parents, and here's one of Sora..." Fujin picked up one of the photos, "This is one of my favourites. It's me and my little sister, Lynne."
Seifer looked confused, "What on earth were you doing???"
"It was 60's day, it took her a week to convince me to come. We had so much fun..." Fujin dropped her head, still looking at the picture, "... It was the last thing we ever did together, she passed away a week after."
She put the photo frame down and sat on her bed, but kept on looking at it with sad eyes. Seifer understood this feeling, but it couldn't have possibly been the same. His grandfather was old, so close to death it was expected, you knew it was inevitable. Lynne's death, however, could never be expected. From the looks of the photo, she must've passed away when she was only 9 or 10. The death of someone old anyone could understand, they had lived a long and fulfilling life. But this little girl just missed out on so much, how could anyone understand why she had to die?
Seifer sat beside her put a reasurring hand on Fujin's shoulder, but didn't say anything. Fujin looked up at him, then looked back at the photo and smiled, "Lynne got me obsessed with music, without her I never would've started playing the violin... and..."
"And?"
Fujin chuckled quietly, "I never EVER under no circumstances whatsover would've agreed to sing with you."
Seifer sighed and rubbed the back on her cheek, "At least your sister was useful."
*** Downstairs, a moment later ***
Sora walked in front of her brother, who was watching the TV with his blinking cut by 3/4. He looked up to Sora, "What?"
"Fujin's boyfriend just called me useful!"
"H...uh???"
I've come to the conclusion that Sora IS useful, especially in this fanfiction. ^_^ She's also my favourite character that I've ever created, and I don't need an unique and awe-inspiring design for her. She looks exactly like Fujin! ^_^ Oh, I am SO creative. *pouts* So much for cuteness. ;_;
Buh-bye
MZF
Disclaimer - I claim no ownership of FFVIII, but if you must sue, you'll only get my broken monitor. ;_;
That's two chapters of Seifer and Fujin not being together... I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE!!! THERE MUST BE CUTENESS IN THIS CHAPTER!!!!
*** Tuesday, 3:16 PM, drama club ***
"What do you think of this one?" Selphie held up a costume, a medieval-looking black and violet dress, and pressed it against her, "Maybe I could make Ophelia in the Spring production...?"
"Well, she does go insane..." Fujin sighed and looked through the costume rack, "You have no competition."
"Whoo-hoo!" Selphie smiled, throwing her arms up into the air. After her little celebration, she noticed Fujin was looking at some of the fancier dresses on the rack, "Hey... I remember this dress!" she grabbed it from her, "It was the dress Quisty wore last year in Romeo and Juliet."
Fujin nodded, "I know, she was great."
Selphie held the dress in front of Fujin, picturing it on her, "... You'd make a great Juliet too!"
"Huh?"
"This is the last year we're going to do Shakespeare, you should try for something BIG!"
She shook her head and laughed, "Juliet? Give me a break."
Fujin took the dress back and put it on the rack. Selphie sighed, "But imagine if you WERE Juliet for a second."
"Hmmm..." she clicked her tongue, "Speaking in Olde English, rhyming constantly JUST like in real life, kissing some guy who got the part with his overdramatic voice and gelled hair, then killing myself over him. Sounds wonderful."
"... You're such a downer, why did you even join the drama club?"
Fujin opened her mouth to say something, than just stayed quiet and continued to look through the rack. Selphie smiled and pointed at Fujin, "For the college application, am I right??"
"... Mmm..." she mumbled, still looking through the rack.
"Tee-hee!" Selphie giggled and picked up a green hat with a yellow feather in it. She put it on, and looked at Fujin with a grin while somewhat sticking her tongue out. Holding in a small laugh, Fujin shook her head and kneeled down to look at the shoes and boots at the bottom.
Selphie stared, wide-eyed for a couple seconds, "... Or to see Seifer in tights."
"Huh?" Fujin got back up. Seifer was talking to their drama teacher, Ms. Hill.
"... What's he doing here?" Fujin looked at Selphie, who just shrugged.
"College application?"
*** 3:26 ***
"All right, can we have everyone sitting down? ... Okay, calm down everyone," Ms. Hill looked at her clipboard, "Due to budget cuts, we'll only be doing two productions this year: Hamlet in the winter and Romeo and Juliet in the spring."
No one said a thing.
"... Anyway... our auditions will be next week, you can pick up your scripts for Hamlet on your way out. The sign-up sheets will be on the message board in front of the cafeteria."
Ms. Hill looked at the clock, then her watch, and sighed, "Dismissed."
Fujin picked up a script and left. She went to her locker and opened it...
Or at least tried...
... Again...
"This damn locker," she groaned and banged her fist on the locker.
"Need help?" Seifer leaned on the locker next to hers. He grinned, "Looks like you need it."
Fujin blinked and nodded. He banged on the locker and opened it effortlessly. Fujin smiled and took out her math book, two Shakespeare books, her violin, her science book, and three notebooks. As she tried to jumble the objects, Fujin attempted to close her locker. In her attempt, she dropped her science book and one of the Shakespeare books.
Seifer picked up the dropped books and took a few more from Fujin's pile, as well as her violin, "There."
"... Thanks..." Fujin said weakly as she locked her locker.
"No problem... where's your backpack?"
"Stupid thing ripped," she took some of her books back, "... And my teachers gave me a pile of homework on the same day I had no backpack."
Seifer shrugged, "How nice of them," he looked at looked at the pile that he had, "I guess I'm stuck with this job. Oh, well."
"No, you don't have to!" Fujin tried to take the rest of them back.
He rolled his eyes and began to walk off, *Then what kind of 'gentleman' would I be?*
"What?"
"We're stopping at your house anyway, I insist."
Fujin shrugged, "Whatever you say..."
*** Fujin's room, 3:58 ***
Seifer dropped everything in his hands, "Your room is... huge..."
Fujin placed her books neatly on her bed, "Compared to the others it's pretty small," she picked up the books Seifer dropped and put them next to the others.
"... Rather nice though... last girl's room I was in looked like it was designed by the Olsen twins."
"Umm, thanks...? I suppose..."
He laughed and put her violin down, the only thing he hadn't dropped, "When did you start playing violin?"
"Since I was 8, around the time I started photography."
"Photography?" Fujin pointed at her shelf, "... Whoa..." he looked at the first shelf, "... That's you, right?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"You had braces, just like your sister... what's her name anyway???"
"Sora."
"Oh," he continued to look, now at the second shelf, "This must be your family... who's this?"
"That's my older brother Jarred... and these are my parents, and here's one of Sora..." Fujin picked up one of the photos, "This is one of my favourites. It's me and my little sister, Lynne."
Seifer looked confused, "What on earth were you doing???"
"It was 60's day, it took her a week to convince me to come. We had so much fun..." Fujin dropped her head, still looking at the picture, "... It was the last thing we ever did together, she passed away a week after."
She put the photo frame down and sat on her bed, but kept on looking at it with sad eyes. Seifer understood this feeling, but it couldn't have possibly been the same. His grandfather was old, so close to death it was expected, you knew it was inevitable. Lynne's death, however, could never be expected. From the looks of the photo, she must've passed away when she was only 9 or 10. The death of someone old anyone could understand, they had lived a long and fulfilling life. But this little girl just missed out on so much, how could anyone understand why she had to die?
Seifer sat beside her put a reasurring hand on Fujin's shoulder, but didn't say anything. Fujin looked up at him, then looked back at the photo and smiled, "Lynne got me obsessed with music, without her I never would've started playing the violin... and..."
"And?"
Fujin chuckled quietly, "I never EVER under no circumstances whatsover would've agreed to sing with you."
Seifer sighed and rubbed the back on her cheek, "At least your sister was useful."
*** Downstairs, a moment later ***
Sora walked in front of her brother, who was watching the TV with his blinking cut by 3/4. He looked up to Sora, "What?"
"Fujin's boyfriend just called me useful!"
"H...uh???"
I've come to the conclusion that Sora IS useful, especially in this fanfiction. ^_^ She's also my favourite character that I've ever created, and I don't need an unique and awe-inspiring design for her. She looks exactly like Fujin! ^_^ Oh, I am SO creative. *pouts* So much for cuteness. ;_;
Buh-bye
MZF