A/N: I see I got your attention with that last cliff-hanger, eh? Heh, heh… Evilness rulez! *rocks on* OK, so many of you got close to why exactly Seifer got pissed and kicked their asses… Not that difficult to guess anyway. Oh, I almost forgot… I promised Seify that I'd help him make up with Quisty if he was nice and since he kept his promise, I'll keep mine. Me and Sal have prepared a very special 'make-up' scene, since those two have been apart for about two weeks+. Lemon ahoy! More boinking, whoo-hoo!!!!! ^_^
DISCLAIMER: 'Redeemer' is a song written by Jonathan Davis for the soundtrack of the movie Queen of the Damned. I own neither the song, not the OST of the movie, but I own Jonathan. *adopts stupid huge grin* He's my widdle bunny wabbit… *Long pause* Ahem… *adjusts clothes* Just kiddin'…
Chapter 30: Redeemer
**FLASHBACK**
Seifer was sitting inside a black limo, heading towards the mansion resting on the hill visible from the window. He pressed the button on the door, lowering the window. He took a look out side, then shut it again. He fell back on his seat and held his chin with one hand. 'Something isn't right… A rebel group having its quarters in a MANSION? I wonder who's financing them… Gotta be someone BIG…' he thought.
A few minutes later the limo came to a stop in front of the stone doorsteps of the mansion. Seifer walked out of the car and shut the door behind him. He lit a cigarette and followed a soldier who showed up to the door. Inside, the mansion was nothing like he expected it to be. I seemed to be completely deserted. Long spider webs cascaded through the walls, dust covered the very little old furniture inside, while the wooden stairs seemed ready to collapse. The only room that looked 'civilized' was the one Seifer was taken into.
The soldier who had guided him through the mansion opened the door to what seemed like an office. A large mahogany desk stood in the back of the room, accompanied by a black leather armchair, in which a man sat upon. The room was decorated with portraits of former Galbadian Presidents on the walls. The last pieces of furniture inside were a few more armchairs. Another door was placed right next to the desk. At the sight of Seifer walking inside, the man sitting on the armchair behind the desk, grinned and got up.
- "Mr. Almasy I presume?" he asked rhetorically.
Seifer carefully studied the man before him. He seemed to be around his mid-thirties and was dressed in a grey suit, having his long brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. His black eyes gave out a weird glint, which made Seifer's suspicions about the mission grow larger. Seifer simply nodded at the man's question and walked towards the desk.
- "Please be seated." said the man "You may go now." he told the person who had brought Seifer inside.
The door behind the latter shut, leaving the two men alone. Seifer sat on an armchair right across the other, trying to act casual.
- "I should probably introduce myself." said the man extending his arms towards Seifer "Anton Robinson." Seifer shook the man's hand and watched him settle back down on his seat "So… Better get down to business, shall we?"
- "Let's…" replied Seifer, eyeing Robinson suspiciously.
- "Not the talkative type, are we?" asked Robinson smirking.
- "I only speak when I regard it appropriate…" said Seifer, thinking that the less he said, the less he would get himself in trouble.
- "Heh, heh… I like your style…" said Anton smirking.
- "I'd like to ask you a question right now though…" said Seifer.
- "What's that?" asked Anton, crossing his fingers on the desk.
- "You're supposed to be a rebel group, right?" asked Seifer raising an eyebrow.
- "Yes. What makes you ask? Weren't you informed of your mission?" asked Anton.
- "I was informed, but some things just don't… back your story up." said Seifer sarcastically.
- "Such as?" asked Robinson smirking.
- "The mansion, your suit and more importantly… the portraits of the Presidents hung around all your walls." replied Seifer. Anton laughed.
- "I expected no less from a well-trained SeeD eye… Of course it doesn't take a genius to figure that out…" he said grinning.
- "Either way, just drop the facades and tell me what I'm really doing here." said Seifer crossing his arms.
- "Certainly…" said Anton smirking, pressing a button hidden underneath the desk's surface.
Immediately, two soldiers rushed inside the room and towards Seifer. The fully-trained SeeD wasn't caught off guard though and quickly slipped his hand down his Hyperion, swinging it out. The two gunblade bearing soldiers swiftly took out their weapons as well. One of them hastily tried to attack Seifer by launching his blade onto him. The blond SeeD easily blocked off the first attack, but barely saw the other piece of cold steel rushing down at his back. He turned over the last minute and swung his Hyperion at his opponent's blade, sending that one away as well. The two soldiers walked back up at Seifer menacingly, seizing him up with their gunblades. Thinking quickly, the young SeeD concentrated hard and cast Double on himself.
The soldiers attacked again simultaneously. Seifer blocked the pair of blades threatening to pierce his skin, by entangling his Hyperion between the other two. He stepped forward using all his force, pushing them away and pulled his gunblade back from the cold steel ensemble. The two men advanced on him right away, but this time he was prepared for them. He cast Float on each of them, causing them to lose their balance at first. With a strong swing, he swiped the blades off both their hands, sending them flying across the room.
Just about when Seifer was ready to deal with Robinson, he heard a clicking sound coming from the man's way and saw the latter pointing a pistol straight at him.
- "Enough games…" said Anton Robinson "Drop the gunblade Almasy."
Seifer eyed the man poisonously. Breathing heavily, he dropped the gunblade a bit farther away from his feet.
- "Kick it towards me. And NO tricks…" said Anton.
Seifer gave his Hyperion a slight kick, sending it sliding towards Robinson. He stopped it, using the bottom of his shoe and bent down to get it. He rested it next to the desk and, still pointing the pistol at Seifer, he pressed a button on the intercom lying on his desk.
- "Sir?" called Anton.
- "Yes?" said a man's voice.
- "I have him. You may come in now…" said Robinson.
After a couple of minutes' wait, the door behind Seifer opened and another man walked inside. He seemed awfully familiar, but Seifer couldn't quite put his finger on who he was. The man was fairly young, just a few years older than Seifer. He was of medium height, a bit plump and had a slightly dark complexion.
- "Seem familiar, do I?" asked the man smirking. Seifer didn't speak; he just continued to glare at him.
- "Mr. Almasy, I introduce to you, Zenton Deling." said Robinson.
- "Deling?" asked Seifer raising an eyebrow.
- "Former President Deling's son." said Anton, reading the puzzled expression on Seifer's face.
- "I suppose you're wondering how I fit into the whole story?" asked Deling.
- "Not really… I was only realizing you're just as ugly as your father was…" said Seifer smirking.
- "Ha, ha…" said Deling grinning "Think you can piss me off, eh? I'm sure you can do better than that though…" he added, walking over to the desk next to Anton.
- "Of course I can. I just won't. It's a waste of perfectly good saliva anyway…" replied Seifer.
- "Quite the comedian you are Mr. Almasy…" said Deling smirking "I suppose you're trying to prolong your remaining… minutes by idle chit-chat?"
- "'Remaining'?'" said Seifer scoffing "If you wanted to kill me you would have done it the moment I walked in here…"
- "True, true…" said Deling nodding approvingly.
- "So why don't you just cut the crap and tell me what the hell you want with me?" asked Seifer frowning.
- "See, I knew you were dying to know!" said Deling sarcastically "I won't keep you in any more agony though. I'll cut right to the chase…During the last Sorceress war, you betrayed the Galbadian Government by taking the side of Sorceress Edea who murdered my father…"
- "Correct me if I'm wrong but… I never had any sort of agreement with your Government. I betrayed no-one." said Seifer smirking.
- "Are you forgetting about the death penalty that our Government overlooked when you attacked the President?" asked Deling.
- "That was between Galbadia and Edea, not me. She was the one you made a deal with." said Seifer firmly.
- "Figures! You're just trying to excuse yourself Almasy…" said Deling. Seifer crossed his arms behind his back and frowned even more "However…" continued Deling "Our Government is willing to be once again merciful towards you and offer you a chance."
- "I want nothing from you." replied Seifer immediately.
- "Trust me… You'll have no choice…" said Robinson smirking. Deling adopted a similar expression and looked at Robinson.
- "Before we divulge any more information to Mr. Almasy, would you be as kind as to relieve him of any excess weapons Anton?" asked Deling.
- "Gladly…" said Robinson, handing the pistol to Deling, walking over to Seifer.
Robinson searched Seifer thoroughly, checking for anything that could be used as a weapon. When he found nothing, he turned towards Deling.
- "He's clean sir." he said and stood a bit farther away from Seifer, crossing his arms.
- "Good…" said Deling "Now Mr. Almasy… About our offer. If you agree to work for us, we are willing to forget that your so called betrayal ever took place."
- "*Scoff* Or else?" asked Seifer, crossing his arms. Deling grinned devilishly.
- "Or else your little bitch gets it…" he said. Seifer narrowed his eyes.
- "My what?" he asked.
- "Don't play stupid Almasy. I'm talking about Trepe, the blond skank you've been fucking lately." said Deling. Seifer glared at him poisonously "Just because you've managed to keep it a secret back in your little Garden, it doesn't mean that we haven't heard all about it… We've got our sources…" added Deling smirking.
Seifer felt the blood boiling in his veins. Deling had chosen the wrong thing to mess with; Quistis. Seifer couldn't care less about his own life right now, but if those bastards ever touched even a single hair of Quistis, there'd be hell to pay…
- "What did you call her?" asked Seifer through gritted teeth.
- "I can call your whore many names lapdog…" said Deling smirking "You will work for us. Otherwise you're both dead. And trust me; I'll make sure she gets a slow and painful death. Plus, I'm damn positive my soldiers will have a great time with her before ripping her to pieces…" he added.
Deling and Robinson began laughing, watching the enraged expression on Seifer's face. The blond man had turned burning red and his knuckles were now white on his clenched fists. The horrible laughter ringed inside his head, making him ever more furious. He turned over and looked at Robinson; he'd be the one to face his wrath first. Seifer cracked his knuckles, balled up his fist and, taking a step forward, he cracked Robinson's jaw open with a punch.
Deling immediately tried to shoot Seifer. The latter, grabbed Robinson's body before it hit the ground and shielded himself with it. The bullets pierced right through Robinson's skin, not reaching Seifer. Deling went on shooting, walking backwards to the door next to the desk. Seifer tried to catch up with him, but the door behind Deling sealed shut.
- "In ten minutes you're toast Almasy and you can bet we'll get to your bitch!" yelled Deling behind the sealed door, triggering a bomb.
Seifer immediately got the hint. He checked his watch and looked around frantically for an exit. The other door had been sealed as well. His eyes rested upon the window. He had no other way out, he had to try it… He grabbed his Hyperion which lay right next to the desk and sprinted over to the window. He protected his face with one hand and landed his gunblade hard on the glass window, breaking it into shards. He quickly climbed out and glanced around for any options. The only way out of there was a balcony about twelve feet down.
Seifer grabbed the ledge and took a deep breath, jumping off. He landed hard on the marble balcony, feeling a sharp pain across his right leg. He groaned a bit in pain, but lost no time. He glanced inside the glass doorway of the balcony and saw no-one in there. He stepped back and rushed into the glass door, smashing it as well. He felt the glass piercing his skin in many places, but he had no time to stop. He ran across the abandoned room, slashing spider webs on his way and busted the door open.
He came out in a corridor and swiftly ran down to find an exit. Running down the hallway, he came across another room which was not abandoned. He glanced inside and saw that it was some sort of surveillance room. The whole place was rigged with cameras. Thinking quickly, he rushed inside and looked around for the video recorder. When he found it, he pressed the eject button and grabbed the tape inside, hoping it would hold some sort of evidence. He ran back out of the room, slightly limping 'This is all way too convenient… The balcony, the tape… Man, if I ever get out of here alive I need to work out what the FUCK is going on in here…' he thought, as he sprinted down the stairway. He found his way back to the exit of the mansion. He loaded his gunblade and burst out through the door.
He found many cars and a helicopter leaving the site of the mansion. Some gunshot came towards him from the helicopter. Seifer hid behind the door until it ceased. When the area was empty, he checked his watch.
- "Shit!" he said breathlessly, rushing out.
He ran as fast as he could with his injured leg, out to the front yard. Within seconds, a deafening sound was heard and a huge explosion blew the mansion into pieces. Seifer jumped forward trying to take shelter from the danger. He fell heavy onto the front lawn of the yard, rolling forward a few times. He turned around breathing heavily and saw the mansion debris engulfed in thick flames. He fell hard on his back trying to catch his breath 'Dammit… They LET me get away… I need to get back to Garden fast… Let's just hope I'm not too late…'
**END OF FLASHBACK**
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Xu finished her narration of Seifer's mission to Quistis. The blonde woman had fallen deep in thought and was resting her chin on her fist.
- "So they threatened him about me?" she asked. Xu nodded "Why didn't he tell Cid? He might get in trouble for that…"
- "I asked him that myself." said Xu.
- "And what did he reply?"
- "That he didn't want to get you involved in this…" answered Xu.
- "But I already am!" said Quistis exasperated "These people will come right after me and Seifer!"
- "Highly unlikely…" said Xu smiling.
- "Why?" Quistis asked puzzled.
- "We've already sent a copy of the tape to the Galbadian Government. Deling and all the men identified on the tape have now been arrested." replied Xu.
- "So fast?" asked Quistis in disbelief.
- "Yes, that kind of got me thinking as well…" said Xu.
- "Did Deling accept the charges?" asked Quistis.
- "No. He insisted that Seifer was after the new President of Galbadia and that they tricked him into joining them so that they could blow his cover." replied Xu.
- "OK, so we know the truth, but why did the officials buy Seifer's story and not Deling's?"
- "Because they said that they've had suspicions about Deling all along. The incident in the mansion was just the last straw…"
- "I see…So… There's no threat?" asked Quistis.
- "None at all…" said Xu smiling.
- "Hyne…" said Quistis sighing, running a hand through her hair "What the hell was Seifer thinking? Keeping information away could get him in a really tight place… If Cid ever finds out…"
- "He won't." said Xu firmly "The only ones who know are you, me and Seifer."
- "Damn him…" said Quistis burying her face in her palms.
- "Quistis?" said Xu resting her hand on her friend's shoulder. Quistis looked up at her friend "Remember when you told me that you didn't know if you could trust him ever again?" asked Xu. Quistis nodded "Well… I guess you have your answer now…" she added smiling broadly.
Quistis stared blankly at the floor for quite some time, not even noticing Xu get up and leave the room. She fell deep in thought for a few minutes, until a small smile formed on her full lips. Yes… She had her answer now…
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Quistis sprinted down the Dormitory corridor. Without even checking if anyone was around (luckily, no-one was) she hurried to Seifer's door and knocked. When she got no answer for quite some time, she stuck her ear on the door. She could hear water running 'Obviously in the shower…' she though. She dug one hand in her pocket and took out a passé partout key-card she'd gotten as an Instructor. She slid it through the receptor and walked inside the room. Seifer was indeed in the shower. Slowly, she walked inside the steamy room. She slid the shower door open and came face to face with him.
He was standing up, resting both hands on the wall, while hot water sprayed on his head. He turned around and looked at her surprised. He did nothing, just stood there, looking at her. Quistis smiled at him and stepped inside the shower, fully dressed.
- "Quistis… what…?" he began, but she interrupted him.
- "Shh…" she said putting her index finger on his lips "Don't speak…"
She gently pushed him backwards from the chest and closed the shower door behind her. She held his face with both hands and looked at his eyes. She closed her eyes and leaned in, kissing him softly on the lips. Seifer breathed deeply and closed his eyes as well, holding her from the waist. Quistis moved one hand to his wet hair and pulled his face closer, deepening the kiss. Seifer held her tighter and put one hand around her shoulders. When they broke apart, they rested their foreheads upon each other's.
- "I'm sorry…" said Quistis.
- "No. I should be the one apologizing…" said Seifer.
- "No. You should be the one making love to me…" she said huskily.
Seifer looked at her surprised at first, then smiled broadly. He cast his eyes all over her; the long blue cotton dress she was wearing, was now drenched and had stuck on her body, showing all her curves. He turned her around and gently pushed her back against the wall. He began kissing her again, slowly making his way down to her neck. Quistis closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. Seifer kissed his way back up to her chin and then on her lips again. He took her arms from his neck and spread them on the wall upwards, kissing her. He drove his palms down her arms and reached her chest. He moved his fingers on the straps of her dress and lowered them down, kissing her bare shoulders. He slowly pulled the dress down from the straps, until it was on the floor. Quistis moved it out of the may with one foot and gave him a kiss on the chest. Seifer held her from the arms, rubbing them. He traced a finger down her nose and lips, until it reached her collar bone, then looked at her body.
Quistis was now in her pearly white underwear. Normally white that is, as they'd now become transparent from being wet. Seifer moved his palms on her bra, touching her subtle breasts. He slid his hands on her ribs and pulled her close, kissing her visible from underneath the fabric nipples. Quistis moaned lightly in pleasure. Seifer moved his hands back to her bra and undid it from the front. He pulled it open, still leaving it on her body. He moved closer, putting one hand on her bottom, the other on one breast, cupping it and kissed her deeply. She held him from the waist and then slid her fingers down his bottom as well. Seifer pulled away removing the bra from her body completely, gave her one kiss on the middle of the neck, then made his way downwards. Quistis rested her head back on the wall and held his head in both hands, messing with his hair as he kissed her all the way down. He kneeled on the floor and held her close from the hips. He rested his forehead on the lower part of her stomach, smelling her skin. He gave her a kiss over the panties and gently pulled them down. He stood back up and held her neck with one hand, kissing it. His other one, slid between her legs, gently separating them. He held her from the waist and helped her slide up the wall and wrap her legs around his waist. He pulled a lock away from her face and kissed her tenderly on the cheek. Quistis wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her chin on them.
Seifer bent his knees a bit, holding Quistis against the wall, then came back up, entering her. Quistis bit her bottom lip and let out a moan. Seifer turned his head to look at her and kissed her. Every thrust he made brought new moans and sighs of pleasure from both of them. The water still fell hot on their skins, but they didn't need it. They were both already on fire, the moment they touched each other. They savored every moment of it, calling out each other's names passionately. Their climax came strong and pulsating, sending both of them on the bathroom floor, exhausted, breathing heavily.
Moments later, they were inside the bedroom, lying wet underneath the sheets, looking into each other's eyes, caressing each other's skin softly…
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A/N: Aww… Wasn't that nice? And you people keep calling me mean………….
Alright, so I am, but at least I make up for it from time to time ^_~ BTW the story is not very far from an end. Less than ten chapters. Probably around five, six with the epilogue. The next few chapters might seem like they serve absolutely no purpose, but you'll get it in the end…
Laterz!
ON THE NEXT CHAPTER OF 'LOVE CONQUERS ALL':
A couple of weeks after the aforementioned events, Seifer and Quistis decide they need some time away from everything, alone.
They decide to take a trip to Esthar, but how will they keep it away from their friends?