SEQ CHAPTER \h \r 1  SEQ CHAPTER \h \r 1Disclaimer: I don't own them, I've asked people not to come an ask for seifer, he isn't mine and I can't sell him. Sighs* I wish...I wouldn't mine Irvine either.

 Everything gets compromised sometimes-   

                                                                        

             Fisherman's horizon. .                     

       Quistis got to F.h the next morning, the train jolted to a stop before she woke up. The red floored carpet made no protest to her boots as they came to stand on it, the cabin was warm despite the cool air outside and the small sofa bed was stiffer than her joints. Quistis stretched and sighed as she heard the announcement of arrival. She closed her eyes momentarily as she felt sick to her stomach again; she made a face as she ran into the small little washroom and found the toilet. When she finished puking she stood and looked up at her reflection.

"I look like death." she told herself as she stood and looked at her complexion, paler...more so than usual. Her eyes had circles, her skin was kinda yellow and she looked like she suffered from malnourishment. Damn it all, she cursed silently, she looked like shit, and she knew she would look like shit all day because of the throwing up.

"Make up..." she muttered as she brushed her teeth, carefully not to arise nausea from it.

  She took her bags from their place on the floor and carried them out of the cabin ten minutes later, Quistis smiled a little, glad that the crowd wasn't as bad. She knew it was better to wait till most people got off. The station was still rusted and old and Quistis paid no attention to the stands inside the station.

"Souvenirs! Umbrellas! Gifts for friends, all occasions!" some salesperson randomly called into the walk way. The trains' station was open and it had workers standing by the columns. The morning feeling was constant in F.H and she loved that about it, she was walking slowly now.

The group in front of her was slow; she bit her lip, impatient as she watched for a chance to get by. A lady about in her middle ages, early thirties, stopped suddenly and Quistis swore as she almost ran into the little girl that moved from in front of the lady.

         Quistis observed them, clearly out of habit in Seed, as the woman wiped the little girls face with a handkerchief, the little girls' hand coming to help wipe off whatever it was, as she smeared some more of it on her face. The lady laughed momentarily before wiping that off as well. Quistis tried to get around them but the train lines for passengers boarding was massive to her left and the stands had people everywhere, personally Quistis didn't like the small tight spaces, or being crowded.


          She was a claustrophobic and she was pushing her limit just being in this little human surrounded space at the very moment. She bit her lip the person in the back pushing her forward a bit. She frowned as the woman continued tending to her child, obviously, she was trying to find something now. Quistis tried to not concentrate on the people around her but on herself, she sighed as she saw the woman grab the child and walk briskly to the exit.

      The people around her growing as another train arrived, Quistis concentrated on her breathing as she found the exit, and the stairs leading outside wasn't crowded at all. The people climbed the steps quickly, one runner going up and down them constantly. She looked out into the town square as she stepped down to the level ground. Stands and booths were selling things; she cut through the middle avoiding all of that.           

  Leroy cursed as he woke up with a sore back; the frickin chair was harder than a board. He looked up at the clock and tried to determine what time it was. Still night, he thought as he closed his eyes, he would get her, throw her to the sorceress and end this mission; finally he would finish what that bastard forbidden him to do. That lapdog was one confusing failure, he was so stuck on saving her worthless ass, he thought as he settled down. At least now he's out of the picture, and the little bitch will get what's coming to her, he grinned at that before falling into soundless sleep as the night ran on with the train.

    The docks were a little larger than before, the peer had a few more aisles of boats and huts. Seifer looked over everything as they packed it into his boat, the crates taking up most of the room below deck. He sighed as he heard another thump come from his boat, this is going to take forever, he thought. Looking around he let his eyes travel around, Danny was a little off by the front of the docks. Seifer looked passed him, towards the sea and then as he turned he saw the path to Esthar and then he saw the bar and blonde and blonde? He thought as he frowned. What the hell? He thought, as he walked towards it. To where Danny was, he walked past Danny and looked around the town. The blonde hair gone, she was tall he thought briefly. I need to stop this crap, he told himself. Then it happened he heard it, the description exactly like her.

"Hey! Damn Bert, you wouldn't guess what luck I had! I was walking from the station right?"

"Yeah"

"And there was this girl man. She was off the charts, blonde, some kinda o' strange blonde type, a she was tall. Slim and be-you-te-full and she smiled at me man. And she talked to me."

"Yeah? What'd she say?"

"'Could you please move?' she was so polite. I was gonna refuse but she had gorgeous eyes and she was so nice I couldn't say no."

"Loser, that's not a big deal you need to get out more."

"It is to me! Come on Bert you know not one woman has spoken to me since......"

"Yeah whatever Arty" 

"Hey! What girl?" Seifer said as he approached the two. Arty eyed him suspiciously as the other just looked amused.

"Huh?" he asked, Seifer frowned as he looked at Arty, he was tall, bulky and had a strange hair cut that looked glued.

"The girl what was she like?" he asked the boatmen again.

"She was tall, slim, blonde, blue eyes, kinda built...actually she looked? Like a model, but stronger." he explained proudly, about to go into the hole conversation again, Seifer abruptly turned away. What if? He thought as he walked away from the docks.

"Seifer? Where are you going?" Danny asked.

"I'm gonna walk around, just finish loading the stuff for me. I'll come back, I need to check on something." he explained. Danny shook his head but yelled an okay.

      Quistis reached the hotel easily and then had turned around; she wasn't going to pay for a room, just so she could stay for a few hours and then leave again. She walked right back to through where she came from and looked for a friends' flat that she knew of. Seifer had been walking towards the hotel when he saw her walk the opposite way he ducked for cover; she was walking back towards the station now.

      Seifer stopped dead in his tracks; he knew it was her now. He watched as she disappeared from sight, the streets littered with few people, and a few stray cats wandered by. He stared around waiting for something to do, he was glued to his spot with the docks to his right, the bar to his left and Quistis to his straight away. He looked forward, unable to move, stuck in his place as she got farther and farther.

     She looked good, he thought distracted as he stared at where she had gone to. Should I follow? He thought as his eyes glazed. I should at least see where she's off to, he thought as he began to walk by the road. Quistis knocked on the door, no sound came from the inside. She tried again, knowing he would be sleeping, he was always sleeping.

     Seifer rounded a corner and saw her banging on a flats' door, a piece of wood held across from the road as a bridge and the house looked like an old storage tank. A really big one too, he thought as he heard her sigh from his spot. He looked her over now, she was wearing her boots, and she was wearing a knee long skirt and a tank top with sleeves, both a dark blue. Before she knocked on the door, she put a hand on her stomach, a strange look over came her and before he knew it, she had run to the side of the building by where he was and had thrown up. He wanted to help her but she would think he was stalking her and he still didn't know what was going on. So with his eyes wide he watched as she retched out, her insides. He covered his mouth and nose as he pondered why she was throwing up, was she sick? He thought, as he watched her go back to the door.

      Where is she going? Why did she throw up? I'm going to find out, I might be able to help her, I'm not going to let her deal with this by herself, am I overreacting? Should I just forget this and her? He asked himself inside his head as he eyed the bags. He watched as she was greeted by this guy, he was young, with short spiked red hair, it was everywhere and he had gray eyes, tall, about hundred and eighty-five pounds, well built, strong, six feet flat. He measured as he saw him next to Quistis. He had strange colors all over his shirt and pants, paint? Probably an artist by the looks he thought to himself. He listened in as they talked, all of this happening at the same time.

"Hey! Quistis? Wow I haven't seen you since that mission a few months ago, what's going on? What brings you here?" he asked cheerfully as he hugged her.

"Hel- oh I huh need I place to stay for a little while, I'm going somewhere on train but I wasn't going to stay at the station, if I could just hang out here?" she trailed off and smiled as he took her bags and held open the door for her to walk in.

"Thank you" she chimed as he grinned playfully at her.

"No problem" he told her as he closed the door. Seifer glowered at him the whole time; she needs a place to stay? What the hell is going on? Where is she going? I think she's sick, I need to watch her something's going on, I can feel it, I need a name, he thought as he crawled to the door to hear well. He couldn't hear much but he heard a few cities names....Dollet....Esthar...

Seifer walked the opposite way because he knew where she was going already, he should have gotten it from the start, she would only traverse F.H to get to Esthar, and it was the easiest route.

So she's going to Esthar, I wonder why? And who is that guy? They were too fucking friendly, but she just hugged him, he is probably gay, I mean an artist, and he was acting gay friendly towards her, yeah I got nothing to worry about.....why am I worried?  Don't care about what she does....yes I do! I shouldn't follow her, but I need to talk to her. What if I never see her again, I need to finish this now, or it'll be stuck in my head as something I never closed off. A ruined chapter of my life, I won't let her do that, he thought as he walked back to the docks.

         Quistis sat down on a sofa that was painted with paint, she smiled as she saw his moomba come into view, it entered and ran up to her, talking its own language as it jumped around and grabbed her hand.

"Quistis! Quistis!" it yelled as he jumped, Quistis laughed and listened when Guter came into the room.

"So why are you going to Esthar?" he asked as he sat down on a stool by his paints.

"I want to....I can't say yet." she said hesitantly. Guter looked at her strangely and studied her intensely.

"Whatcha do?" he asked after a while. She swallowed the lump, here we go the second person to know, I wish it were Selphie or Rinoa, but they can't know yet.

"I got pregnant" she said quietly. His eyes widened and he jumped off the stool as he screamed:

"Wha!!" and then he started choking; Quistis looked horrified at his reaction. He looked at her eyes as he cleared his throat.

"What? What? How? Who? Tell me?" he shouted excitedly, now she was just scared of him, he was freaking her out.

"Stop! Calm down" she yelled to get his attention.

"Sorry, so tell me?" he asked expectantly.

"I...had sex." she said hesitantly, he looked at her with a face that clearly said, 'yeah so? That's not what I'm talking about'.

"And? come on! Really Quistis what happened?" now he was worried.

"It was with a stranger. A bartender, we got drunk, I can't remember it, all I know is that we were drunk and we had alcohol influenced sex." and I can't remember it, and I don't know what happened and it bugs the hell out of me, she screamed inside. Guter looked thoughtful for a few seconds before he beamed at her and hugged her.

"Congratulations! Wow a baby! Wait you're keeping it right?" he told her as he got up and fixed the stool. She smiled and nodded, relieved when he didn't judge her, acting back to normal, but he wasn't very normal anyway.

"So when do you leave?" he asked after a while, when he turned around she was in the sink puking, his eyes widened and he started to run up to her, the run was very short. He held her hair for her and looked away.

"What's wrong?" he asked as he rubbed her back, she shook her head.

"Nothing, its normal."

"It's normal? To throw up randomly?" he asked unbelieving, his voice held some kind of caring sarcasm if that was possible.

"Yes, it's a part of pregnancy." she told him.

"That sucks"

"I suppose"

"You feel better?" he asked as she got up and got her stuff.

"Yes, let me use your bathroom I want to wash this taste out." he nodded his head as she walked with her toothbrush in hand.

"I got to leave. The train will leave soon." she told him as she packed away the brush again. They exchanged goodbyes and she went on her way.

    Seifer looked at the train as it departed from the station from the docks, he shook his head as he turned around, things were complicated again, he thought. Damn it, all she does is mess with my head, she's not even trying, he thought bitterly as he watched the water.

Danny walked behind him and put an arm on his shoulder, Seifer turned and faced him.

"Hey we're done, you wanna grab a beer?" he asked Seifer as he pointed to the bars. Seifer looked at the direction the train went and then at Danny's back, alright retreating to the bar.

"Nah I can't, I gotta go." he said as he jumped on the ship with the rest of the crew already on.

"Okay, have a good one." he told him before he turned and walked away.

"Thanks for everything." he yelled as he left, Danny waved a hand as he halfway turned. I need to put this behind me, I've been doing so well too, she comes and messes it up, he thought as he sailed to Esthar. Still, she looked beautiful, godly even, he thought subconsciously.

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