"Mrs. Yuhn thank you so much for clearing our village free of enemies. Now the children can play out in the streets, and not worry about getting attacked," thanked the mayor of a village on the northern continent.

"It was my pleasure," said a black-haired lady as she put all her reward money in her purse.

"Also for helping so much, go to the local tavern, and order dinner; I'll inform them that I will pay for it," said the mayor, as "Mrs. Yuhn" bowed her apprecation. She waved good-bye, and started down the road.

A few moments later she stood infront of 'Big John's Diner.' She guessed by the name that the restaurant must be owned by a fat guy. She went inside:

Inside was like any other kind of diner: a counter, where the cashier stood. Chairs surronding it, bunches of booths, and a whole bunch of people; percisly truckdrivers.

When she walked inside she took a seat, at a booth all way in the back. There was a light that hung over the table, but it was a little dim.

The women looked at her watch, as it read '6:58.'

'I can't wait to go home. This mission was bougus. I want to go to sleep in my soft confy bed.'

"May I take your order?"

'I gotta look on my schedule to see which train I could take back.'

"Miss," the waitor yelled a little bit louder, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Oh, sorry," she said a lil' embaressed. "Do you have a special," she questioned.

The waitor nodded. "Chicken Soup."

"Great, get me that. The mayor said she'd pay for it."

"I know, she informed me," the waitor said. "To drink," he questioned.

"Surprise me," she said, and the waitor left to get her meal.

Waiting, she drummed her fingers against the table.

Suddenly there was a flash of someone running past her, and into the bathroom. The bathroom was right next to her booth.

Moments later a person emerged from the bathroom wiping there mouth. When he walked past the womens table there eyes met for a moment.

'I though he was dead,' she thought to herself.

The guy took a step, then turned around, as the women suddenly became engrossed with her menu. But not for long; her menu was snatched away, as the guy got in her face.

"Trepe," he screamed. He grabbed a handful of her hair, to see if it was real.

"Its real," she said calmly, and removed his hand from her hair.

He took a seat across from her, and rested his head on the table. "Why did you dye your hair black," he questioned.

"Its not permenent, and besides Cid suggested I go undercover."

"Why," he questioned.

"I'll attract to much attention since.........I was one of the,- oh look my dinners here.

She didn't want to continue because she was going to say that she was one of the heros that helped save the world. It would hurt him...probably.

She looked over at him. "Uhhh Seifer," she questioned as her food was placed down. Her drink was a raspberry lemonade. She thanked the waitor, and began to eat.

"What is it," he questioned.

"What happened?"

He lifted his head off the table, and ran a hand through his hair. "Nothin," he said simply.

She continued to eat, as if she didn't even acknowledge him there. The thing was, she was waiting to hear the actual truth.

...

Silence passed.

"Aren't you afraid of me," he questioned.

"Nope," she answered simply, still eating.

He rested his head, again on the table. "Why black," he questioned.

"I don't know; I just wanted to try it," she said. "It was this or red,"she finished.

... ... ...

"Why aren't you dead," she questioned dropping her spoon into the bowl.

"I'm supposed to," he questioned with humor in his voice.

"Yes," she exhasterated, "I mean we never heard from you in 6 months."

"I'm supposed to report to 'ya'll'," he said.

"No, but you should atleast have let us know."

"You all wouldn't have cared," he said.

"Some of us do," she said sternfully.

...

...

...

...

Silence.....

"I'm going to head home, he said standing up. "This hang-over won't get better, if I don't sleep." He began to walk away.

"Seifer," she called out.

He turned around, and acknowledged her.

"I would like to talk again." She looked at him, and waited for a response.

"Sure," he said undoubtfully, "Tomorrow I'll be in Balamb, around noon."

"Alright," she said.

He began to walk away again, until he stopped. He walked back over to her, and kissed her lightly on the cheek whispering something in her ear.

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"Train 26, train 26," chanted Quistis as she looked at the signs above the train entrances.

"Quistis," someone called out.

She turned around, and saw that it was Irvine.

"Irvine, hey," she greeted, as he walked over to her.

"What train are you looking for," he questioned.

"Train 26," she said, and instantly Irvine's eyes lit up. "Same train as me," he said with a smirk, "And to think you would have been lost without me."

"Right, right," she said as he grabbed her hand, and guided her through the crowded trainstation.

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They both boarded the crowded train, and luckily found two seats. Irvine took the seat next to the window, and Quistis took the outer seat.

"Why are you out here," she questioned him, taking off her glasses.

"Visiting a old friend," he answered.

"Thats nice," she said putting her glasses in her purse. She yawned.

"You should sleep," he said looking at her; resting his elbow on the window sill.

She nodded, and closed her eyes. In a few seconds she was asleep.

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The next morning Quistis woke up, and got dressed. Since it was Saturday she had time off. She only had one duty to do today: report to Headmaster Cid's office.

She went to the headmasters office, and knocked on the door.

"Come in," she heard, and went inside.

"Morning headmaster," she greeted.

"Good Morning Quistis Trepe," he greeted back. "Everything go well," he questioned.

"Yes, everything went fine,"she said.

"Good, glad to hear."

"Thats all I wanted to know. Dismissed." He went to his paper work.

She stood up. She began to leave. "Oh yeah, headmaster I saw a long- time erm friend,"she said, and turned around.

"Who," he questioned interested.

"Seifer Almasy," she finished.

"You couldn't have dear.....hes dead."