Heart, Soul and Science
By
Sérë
Author's note: Final Fantasy belongs to Squaresoft but the story belongs to me so please ask me if you want to post it anywhere or use bits of it or whatever.
Chapter Three
Marelyn saw a different person when Sefeth walked into the room. She was standing at the sink with suds up to her elbows, washing dishes.
Sefeth smiled at her and she nearly dropped the dish that she was holding. He walked towards her and nudged her out of the way.
"Let me," he said and started to wash a mug.
"S.Sefeth?" asked Marelyn, puzzled by this sudden behaivior. He looked up at her with golden eyes.
"Yes?" he asked, an amused look on his face.
"N.nothing," stammered Marelyn. There was a ring at the door. "I'll go fetch that," she said and hurried away. Sefeth watched her go as he smiled to himself. He hated to admit it but it felt nice doing something for her. She worked so hard. He had never realised that before.
He felt a pair of hands cover his eyes as the fragrances of roses and honey filled his nostrils.
"Guess who?" asked a voice. He smiled.
"Could it be.Tey?" he asked and was rewarded with her melodious laugh.
"How did you know?" she pouted and stood next to him.
"Hmmm.who else would visit me?" he asked, a sullen note to his voice. She frowned.
"Don't talk like that, Sef. I could get tons of people to visit you if you wanted."
"But you won't."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm asking you to," he answered, flicking soapy water at her. She giggled and flicked some back and soon there was a dangerous sud war going on in the kitchen.
Marelyn stood at the door and smiled before walking away.
Once the soap missiles had stopped flying, Sefeth finished off the dishes. Both he and Tey were covered in soap suds. The sun that streamed in from the open window reflected off the bubbles in her hair and on her clothing, making her look like an angel. Not that he believed that such things existed. He believed in science.
"You win!" laughed Tey.
"Why are you here?" asked Sefeth, a smile on his face.
"Because, you gave me your book!" said Tey.
Sefeth frowned. "So?"
"So.I want to give something back to you," she answered. He laughed.
"I did not expect anything back," he said.
"I know. That's why I wanted to give you something," said Tey. She smiled mysteriously.
"What?" asked Sefeth, amused.
"It's a secret. Follow me," said Tey. "But first."
"But first what?" asked Sefeth.
Tey took a scarf from her pocket. She dangled it in front of his eyes.
"But first I have to tie this around your eyes," she answered.
Sefeth considered sayng "No" but changed his mind. She was obviously enjoying her joke and her enthusiasm was catching. He fetched a jacket to keep him warm and then allowed her to tie the scarf around his eyes and let her guide him through his own front door.
Sefeth heard the crunching of the snow beneath his feet and giggling of his comrade, her voice soft yet ringing with euphoria. He was amazed at how the loss of his sight affected his other senses. They were sharpened somehow. He could feel the icy wind as it found its way into his overcoat. He heard the twitters of the robins in the trees above him and the warking of chocobos in the distance as they complained about the cold. The air was so crisp that he could almost taste it.
They walked on, Tey guiding his every step. At first he was tense and was hesitant to obey her instruction.
"Trust me," laughed Tey and he felt compelled to obey.
"Where are you taking me?" he asked.
"It's a surpise!" she repeated.
"Can you give me a hint?" Sefeth was dying to know what her surprise was. Nobody had ever done this with him before. He had never felt as if there was something special waiting just for him. Tey laughed.
"I'm not going to ruin it," she said and none of his pleas would change her mind.
Eventually, they stopped.
"I'm going to tell you something," said Tey. "You have to imagine it in your mind."
Sefeth nodded and Tey began to speak.
"He is tall and tough, hardened and bitten by the coldness of his surroundings. He is thin and alone in this dead world. His arms are outstretched, reaching for something, someone but there is nothing but bitterness awaiting."
Sefeth swallowed. It was as if Tey was describing him.
"Tell me more," he said.
"Then, the chill melts and." Tey pulled the scarf away. Sefeth opened his eyes to see a tree. He walked closer. It was huge and almost bare except that on the very tips of the branches were light green leaves and a few buds. Some of those buds had already opened to reveal soft fragrant pink and white blossoms. Sefeth reached out.
"These blossoms are beautiful but."
Tey frowned, confused. What was wrong? "What?" she asked, disappointed that he was not thrilled with her surprise. She had really hoped that he would love the sight as much as she did.
Sefeth stroked one of the dianty flowers. "But they would look even more beautiful if they were in your hair," he finished and plucked a pink blossom. He walked over to her and slid the flower behind her ear.
"Spring is coming," whispered Tey happily as the two of them gazed at the tree, hand in hand.
By
Sérë
Author's note: Final Fantasy belongs to Squaresoft but the story belongs to me so please ask me if you want to post it anywhere or use bits of it or whatever.
Chapter Three
Marelyn saw a different person when Sefeth walked into the room. She was standing at the sink with suds up to her elbows, washing dishes.
Sefeth smiled at her and she nearly dropped the dish that she was holding. He walked towards her and nudged her out of the way.
"Let me," he said and started to wash a mug.
"S.Sefeth?" asked Marelyn, puzzled by this sudden behaivior. He looked up at her with golden eyes.
"Yes?" he asked, an amused look on his face.
"N.nothing," stammered Marelyn. There was a ring at the door. "I'll go fetch that," she said and hurried away. Sefeth watched her go as he smiled to himself. He hated to admit it but it felt nice doing something for her. She worked so hard. He had never realised that before.
He felt a pair of hands cover his eyes as the fragrances of roses and honey filled his nostrils.
"Guess who?" asked a voice. He smiled.
"Could it be.Tey?" he asked and was rewarded with her melodious laugh.
"How did you know?" she pouted and stood next to him.
"Hmmm.who else would visit me?" he asked, a sullen note to his voice. She frowned.
"Don't talk like that, Sef. I could get tons of people to visit you if you wanted."
"But you won't."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm asking you to," he answered, flicking soapy water at her. She giggled and flicked some back and soon there was a dangerous sud war going on in the kitchen.
Marelyn stood at the door and smiled before walking away.
Once the soap missiles had stopped flying, Sefeth finished off the dishes. Both he and Tey were covered in soap suds. The sun that streamed in from the open window reflected off the bubbles in her hair and on her clothing, making her look like an angel. Not that he believed that such things existed. He believed in science.
"You win!" laughed Tey.
"Why are you here?" asked Sefeth, a smile on his face.
"Because, you gave me your book!" said Tey.
Sefeth frowned. "So?"
"So.I want to give something back to you," she answered. He laughed.
"I did not expect anything back," he said.
"I know. That's why I wanted to give you something," said Tey. She smiled mysteriously.
"What?" asked Sefeth, amused.
"It's a secret. Follow me," said Tey. "But first."
"But first what?" asked Sefeth.
Tey took a scarf from her pocket. She dangled it in front of his eyes.
"But first I have to tie this around your eyes," she answered.
Sefeth considered sayng "No" but changed his mind. She was obviously enjoying her joke and her enthusiasm was catching. He fetched a jacket to keep him warm and then allowed her to tie the scarf around his eyes and let her guide him through his own front door.
Sefeth heard the crunching of the snow beneath his feet and giggling of his comrade, her voice soft yet ringing with euphoria. He was amazed at how the loss of his sight affected his other senses. They were sharpened somehow. He could feel the icy wind as it found its way into his overcoat. He heard the twitters of the robins in the trees above him and the warking of chocobos in the distance as they complained about the cold. The air was so crisp that he could almost taste it.
They walked on, Tey guiding his every step. At first he was tense and was hesitant to obey her instruction.
"Trust me," laughed Tey and he felt compelled to obey.
"Where are you taking me?" he asked.
"It's a surpise!" she repeated.
"Can you give me a hint?" Sefeth was dying to know what her surprise was. Nobody had ever done this with him before. He had never felt as if there was something special waiting just for him. Tey laughed.
"I'm not going to ruin it," she said and none of his pleas would change her mind.
Eventually, they stopped.
"I'm going to tell you something," said Tey. "You have to imagine it in your mind."
Sefeth nodded and Tey began to speak.
"He is tall and tough, hardened and bitten by the coldness of his surroundings. He is thin and alone in this dead world. His arms are outstretched, reaching for something, someone but there is nothing but bitterness awaiting."
Sefeth swallowed. It was as if Tey was describing him.
"Tell me more," he said.
"Then, the chill melts and." Tey pulled the scarf away. Sefeth opened his eyes to see a tree. He walked closer. It was huge and almost bare except that on the very tips of the branches were light green leaves and a few buds. Some of those buds had already opened to reveal soft fragrant pink and white blossoms. Sefeth reached out.
"These blossoms are beautiful but."
Tey frowned, confused. What was wrong? "What?" she asked, disappointed that he was not thrilled with her surprise. She had really hoped that he would love the sight as much as she did.
Sefeth stroked one of the dianty flowers. "But they would look even more beautiful if they were in your hair," he finished and plucked a pink blossom. He walked over to her and slid the flower behind her ear.
"Spring is coming," whispered Tey happily as the two of them gazed at the tree, hand in hand.