Heart, Soul and Science
By
Sérë
The bitter Winter chill soon passed away and Spring came to Nibelheim. Sefeth felt the warmth not only in the air around him but in his heart. He spent less time with his books and more time with Tey. To him, she was an angel on earth. A smile from her could make his day, her hand in his could make him dizzy. A single word from her mouth was sweeter than honey and he didn't think that he could take it much longer. He wanted to to be so much more than friends but he couldn't bring himself to do it. She was an seraph, an angel, his muse and he could not bear to inflict himself upon her and yet.he couldn't help it. He found himself aching for her presence like a parched man yearns for water.
If this is love, he thought, it stinks!
"Whatcha thinkin'?" asked Tey, dancing up to him. He almost gasped when he saw her. She was dressed in a light green dress that made her eyes stand out. It had no sleeves and flowed about her like mist. Her long brown hair was loose and tumbled down her back in silky tresses.
"I am thinking that that dress suits you," said Sefeth, at a loss for words. Her cheeks flushed slightly.
"Flattery will get you nothing," she admonished, shaking a finger.
"And what could I possible want?" asked Sefeth, his mouth turning upwards in a slow grin. Tey smiled cheekily.
"You want to come over to my house!" she said.
"Do I?" teased Sefeth and Tey laughed, a sound of pure delight.
"Yes, you do," she said firmly and took his hands in hers. She dragged him from the school courtyard and into the flower-lined road upon which they had walked so many times. Tey linked her arm in his and leaned slightly against his firm figure as they ambled slowly down the road. He gave an inaudible sigh of half-happiness, half-misery as he felt his heart shatter for the thousandth time.
Ten minutes later, Sefeth felt Tey stiffen, although she did not release her hold on his arm. He looked up and saw a tall, dark figure stride over to them.
Bane. Who else could ruin such a perfect moment? thought Sefeth angrily.
"Smelly! Who said you could walk with my girl?" asked the hulking seventeen year old. Sefeth started to walk away but Tey stood her ground.
"Please, just ignore him," murmured Sefeth but she payed no heed to his words. She stood with her fists upon her hips, a tiny fly in front of the giant that was Bane.
"Drop dead Bane!" snapped Tey, her emerald eyes flashing with anger.
"This doesn't concern you, you.you skank!" Bane answered. Tey sneered.
"Oooh. Big word Bane. Don't let your brain overheat incase your pant catch fire," she rebuttled. Bane thought for a moment, working out the sentence before frowning and raising his hand to slap her. Sefeth narrowed his eyes and sprinted forwards, shoving Tey out of the way. Bane's hand caught him on the cheek, the blow so hard that it made his ears ring and his head spin. Still, he stood his ground. Bane narrowed his eyes.
"Come with me, Tey," he said, placing his hand on Tey's back. Tey positively snarled.
"I would rather roll down a hill covered in barb wire!" she snapped. Bane turned to Sefeth.
"She only hangs with you because she feels sorry for you!" he snapped. Sefeth didn't answer, merely gazed up with hate in his yellow eyes. Bane growled and walked away. Tey, walked up to Sefeth.
"That's not true," whispered Tey, walking up to him. He nodded and stood up straight.
"I know," he answered, meeting her gaze.
"Shall we continue?" asked Tey. Sefeth shook his head.
"I'm sorry Tey but I would rather start walking home. I would prefer to see your house whilst I'm in a good mood," he muttered.
"I understand," answered Tey seriously. "Can I walk you home?" she asked. Once again, Sefeth shook his head.
"I just want to be alone," he said, giving her a wry smile. She nodded and put her arms around him
"Thanks for saving me back there. You're my hero!" she giggled, pretending to swoon. She gave him a peck on the cheek and walked off.
Ask her out! Sefeth's heart screamed at him but he ignored it. A girl like her would never go out with a guy like him. Besides, he didn't want to ruin what they already had. She was too special to lose. Sefeth turned to leave when he saw a crumpled note on the ground, hidden amongst the leaves. He bent down to pick it up. It was probably Tey's homework or something. He was about to run after her when he saw the writing. It was big, clumsy and thick.
"Sounds like Bane," laughed Sefeth. He felt like a good laugh. Opening the letter, he began to read.
Listen, Tey, abot wat u said earilier, stop feeling like that cos its not ur faolt. Why don't you come over toniht and we can have a good time, like always. Roses are red Violets are blue When u are sad I sur miss u Bane
Sefeth laughed albiet derisively until he saw that there was writing on the other side of the note. This time the writing was light and feathery, all pretty curves. Sefeth felt his heart go cold. With shaking hands he read the rest of the the note.
Hiya Bane I'm really sorry that I've been so cold towards you lately, it's just that I can't help but feel sorry for Sefeth since he has no friends and all. I don't really like him, I just feel bad for him and it's not as if he will ever have any real friends since he isn't cute or anything. Anyway, we should see each other sometime. All my love Tey
Sefeth's heart and soul shattered into a thousand pieces as he read the final word, the word that confirmed all of his worries. The word that proved him right for who could ever love him?
Tey. Why did it have to be you. Why, Tey? thought Sefeth. He narrowed his eyes into thin yellow slivers, his upper lip curling into a sneer before walking home, where he could read his books in piece. At least Science never broke his heart.
"Hiya Sefeth!" laughed Tey, the next day. Sefeth was reading a book, his expression wooden. It was an effort not to let any tears slip past his guard but they were quickly evaporated by the flames of anger.
"What?" asked Sefeth, his tone so venemous that Tey took a step back. She looked confused.
"Sefeth?" she asked, scared of this new person. Sefeth stood up slowly.
"Why don't you go and hang out with Bane?" he asked.
"But.but I'd rather hang with you, Sefeth. What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" spat Sefeth, his face taut with pain. "Nothing at all. Leave me alone!"
Just then, the teacher entered the room.
"Sit down class. Tey? Stop standing around and take a seat."
Tey sat down next to Sefeth and tried to catch his eye but he didn't look at her once. She had never seen him like this before. His voice, though calm, held a hint of danger and Tey was afraid to cross the line. His eyes, no longer the rich golden colour of before, were a predatory yellow. His face was a little paler and his whole body was rigid.
The hours passed by as slowly as if they'd been days but eventually the school day was over. Sefeth was walking home when Tey appeared at his side.
"What is wrong?" she cried, unshed tears brimming in her emerald eyes. Sefeth spun around and there was a wild, desperate look in his eyes. Tey felt her breath catch in her throat.
What will he do? She wondered, dizzily, Slap me? Hit me? Kiss me?
Sefeth's eyes burned her with an emotion so tangible that she could taste it yet she didn't know what it was. Love? Hate? Both? The light in his eyes died and they turned to stone. He grabbed hold of one of her hands and prised her fingers open. Tey looked at him with a mixture of fear and bewilderment and she begged him to tell her what was wrong. She begged him with every fibre of her being and yet, with him looking at her like that and holding her hand, she could not bring herself to utter a single word. He reached into his pockets and took something out. It was white and crackled when he placed it in her palm. He placed his other hand on top of hers and folded her fingers over the object, his touch burning into her skin.
"I think that that belongs to you," snarled Sefeth before walking off, his ebony hair flowing behind him in a silky trail. Tey reluctantly opened her hand and reluctantly unfolded the piece of paper. She read the note with disbelieving eyes, tears leaving salty trails down her petite face.
What did he think of this? She wondered. I know I didn't write it and yet, this is my handwriting! What he jealous? Upset? Angry?
She scanned the page until she found the answer to her unasked questions. Here and there, smudging the ink were tiny marks that were made by.
.Tears?
Sefeth lay in his room, reading his books.
The common ave is.
She said that birds were the Angels messengers.
Their bones are lighter than their feather.
Angel feather. A sign of hope.
They give.
Give me hope Tey.
No one knows why.
Why, Tey? Why did you do this to me?
"Sefeth! It's me! Tey!"
He got up from his seat and looked out through the window. Tey was there, the soft Spring breeze whispering through her hair, tugging at her light blue dress. She was calling him. Shouting his name, praying that he would hear. Her eyes were wide open, windows to her soul and in them he could see fear and anxiety aa she begged him to forgive her for a crime that she did not commit. That he still thought that she had. Turning away, Sefeth shut his window.
Tey wasn't there. Sefeth stood outside the door, looking at the other pupils, looking for her but she was not there. He heard a muttering within the classroom. Curiously, he sidled up to the door and listened.
"Where's Tey, Bane?"
"Dunno. She's probably upset because lover-boy is angry with her."
"So the plan worked?"
"Yup. I put it in her bag when we were fighting. Nice job on the handwriting by the way.
"Yeah.it's easy. I've been practising my father's hanwriting my whole life. I'll soon be able to sign cheques in his name. Anyway, Tey's wasn't hard. Just frilly loops and twirls. Cinch."
"She'll probably be here tomorrow when she's calmed down a little."
Sefeth's fists were clenched so hard that his knuckles went white. Just then, the school bell rang and Sefeth had to go to class.
He sat in the stuffy classroom, his mind buzzing with thoughts, like a cageful of butterflies. He looked out of a window only to see a flock of doves swoop past. He shut his eyes only to smell roses and honey. He shook his head only to hear her laughter. Enough was enough! Sefeth stood up abruptly. The teacher stopped reading, her boring monotone dwindling away.
"Yes, Sefeth?"
"I apologise but I am not feeling well," murmured Sefeth. "May I please leave?"
"Of course!" said the teacher, suddenly anxious that Sefeth would throw up in class.
Sefeth sprinted out of the classrom and flew through the empty corridors. He had to apologise. This could not wait. He could have kicked himself. The one could thing in his life and he had to throw it away.
He ran down the roads, his legs moving as fast as he could make them.
Where does she live? he wondered. He came to the road where he had found the letter and ran down it, wishing that he had had the sense to believe her. There was a house at the end of the street. He instantly knew it was hers. It was small and cosy with primroses growing up the wall and an untidy lawn with flowers growing where they pleased. He ran up to the front door and pounded it with his fist, praying that she would open it.
"Tey! Tey!" he called. She opened the door, a concerned expression on her face.
"Sefeth?" she asked, "Are you alright?"
Sefeth immediately closed his arms around her.
"I'm so sorry, please accept my apology," he whispered, letting her green eyes wash over him in an emerald wave. Tey gazed up at him and tilted her head.
"I can't," she murmured and she saw the sadness in his eyes. She smiled slightly, "Because there is nothing to forgive. Her head was close to his that she could feel his long dark eyelashes brush her cheekbones. He wrapped his fingers in her curls and she threw herself into the golden tides of eyes. Sefeth smiled at her before drawing her closer and kissing her.
By
Sérë
The bitter Winter chill soon passed away and Spring came to Nibelheim. Sefeth felt the warmth not only in the air around him but in his heart. He spent less time with his books and more time with Tey. To him, she was an angel on earth. A smile from her could make his day, her hand in his could make him dizzy. A single word from her mouth was sweeter than honey and he didn't think that he could take it much longer. He wanted to to be so much more than friends but he couldn't bring himself to do it. She was an seraph, an angel, his muse and he could not bear to inflict himself upon her and yet.he couldn't help it. He found himself aching for her presence like a parched man yearns for water.
If this is love, he thought, it stinks!
"Whatcha thinkin'?" asked Tey, dancing up to him. He almost gasped when he saw her. She was dressed in a light green dress that made her eyes stand out. It had no sleeves and flowed about her like mist. Her long brown hair was loose and tumbled down her back in silky tresses.
"I am thinking that that dress suits you," said Sefeth, at a loss for words. Her cheeks flushed slightly.
"Flattery will get you nothing," she admonished, shaking a finger.
"And what could I possible want?" asked Sefeth, his mouth turning upwards in a slow grin. Tey smiled cheekily.
"You want to come over to my house!" she said.
"Do I?" teased Sefeth and Tey laughed, a sound of pure delight.
"Yes, you do," she said firmly and took his hands in hers. She dragged him from the school courtyard and into the flower-lined road upon which they had walked so many times. Tey linked her arm in his and leaned slightly against his firm figure as they ambled slowly down the road. He gave an inaudible sigh of half-happiness, half-misery as he felt his heart shatter for the thousandth time.
Ten minutes later, Sefeth felt Tey stiffen, although she did not release her hold on his arm. He looked up and saw a tall, dark figure stride over to them.
Bane. Who else could ruin such a perfect moment? thought Sefeth angrily.
"Smelly! Who said you could walk with my girl?" asked the hulking seventeen year old. Sefeth started to walk away but Tey stood her ground.
"Please, just ignore him," murmured Sefeth but she payed no heed to his words. She stood with her fists upon her hips, a tiny fly in front of the giant that was Bane.
"Drop dead Bane!" snapped Tey, her emerald eyes flashing with anger.
"This doesn't concern you, you.you skank!" Bane answered. Tey sneered.
"Oooh. Big word Bane. Don't let your brain overheat incase your pant catch fire," she rebuttled. Bane thought for a moment, working out the sentence before frowning and raising his hand to slap her. Sefeth narrowed his eyes and sprinted forwards, shoving Tey out of the way. Bane's hand caught him on the cheek, the blow so hard that it made his ears ring and his head spin. Still, he stood his ground. Bane narrowed his eyes.
"Come with me, Tey," he said, placing his hand on Tey's back. Tey positively snarled.
"I would rather roll down a hill covered in barb wire!" she snapped. Bane turned to Sefeth.
"She only hangs with you because she feels sorry for you!" he snapped. Sefeth didn't answer, merely gazed up with hate in his yellow eyes. Bane growled and walked away. Tey, walked up to Sefeth.
"That's not true," whispered Tey, walking up to him. He nodded and stood up straight.
"I know," he answered, meeting her gaze.
"Shall we continue?" asked Tey. Sefeth shook his head.
"I'm sorry Tey but I would rather start walking home. I would prefer to see your house whilst I'm in a good mood," he muttered.
"I understand," answered Tey seriously. "Can I walk you home?" she asked. Once again, Sefeth shook his head.
"I just want to be alone," he said, giving her a wry smile. She nodded and put her arms around him
"Thanks for saving me back there. You're my hero!" she giggled, pretending to swoon. She gave him a peck on the cheek and walked off.
Ask her out! Sefeth's heart screamed at him but he ignored it. A girl like her would never go out with a guy like him. Besides, he didn't want to ruin what they already had. She was too special to lose. Sefeth turned to leave when he saw a crumpled note on the ground, hidden amongst the leaves. He bent down to pick it up. It was probably Tey's homework or something. He was about to run after her when he saw the writing. It was big, clumsy and thick.
"Sounds like Bane," laughed Sefeth. He felt like a good laugh. Opening the letter, he began to read.
Listen, Tey, abot wat u said earilier, stop feeling like that cos its not ur faolt. Why don't you come over toniht and we can have a good time, like always. Roses are red Violets are blue When u are sad I sur miss u Bane
Sefeth laughed albiet derisively until he saw that there was writing on the other side of the note. This time the writing was light and feathery, all pretty curves. Sefeth felt his heart go cold. With shaking hands he read the rest of the the note.
Hiya Bane I'm really sorry that I've been so cold towards you lately, it's just that I can't help but feel sorry for Sefeth since he has no friends and all. I don't really like him, I just feel bad for him and it's not as if he will ever have any real friends since he isn't cute or anything. Anyway, we should see each other sometime. All my love Tey
Sefeth's heart and soul shattered into a thousand pieces as he read the final word, the word that confirmed all of his worries. The word that proved him right for who could ever love him?
Tey. Why did it have to be you. Why, Tey? thought Sefeth. He narrowed his eyes into thin yellow slivers, his upper lip curling into a sneer before walking home, where he could read his books in piece. At least Science never broke his heart.
"Hiya Sefeth!" laughed Tey, the next day. Sefeth was reading a book, his expression wooden. It was an effort not to let any tears slip past his guard but they were quickly evaporated by the flames of anger.
"What?" asked Sefeth, his tone so venemous that Tey took a step back. She looked confused.
"Sefeth?" she asked, scared of this new person. Sefeth stood up slowly.
"Why don't you go and hang out with Bane?" he asked.
"But.but I'd rather hang with you, Sefeth. What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" spat Sefeth, his face taut with pain. "Nothing at all. Leave me alone!"
Just then, the teacher entered the room.
"Sit down class. Tey? Stop standing around and take a seat."
Tey sat down next to Sefeth and tried to catch his eye but he didn't look at her once. She had never seen him like this before. His voice, though calm, held a hint of danger and Tey was afraid to cross the line. His eyes, no longer the rich golden colour of before, were a predatory yellow. His face was a little paler and his whole body was rigid.
The hours passed by as slowly as if they'd been days but eventually the school day was over. Sefeth was walking home when Tey appeared at his side.
"What is wrong?" she cried, unshed tears brimming in her emerald eyes. Sefeth spun around and there was a wild, desperate look in his eyes. Tey felt her breath catch in her throat.
What will he do? She wondered, dizzily, Slap me? Hit me? Kiss me?
Sefeth's eyes burned her with an emotion so tangible that she could taste it yet she didn't know what it was. Love? Hate? Both? The light in his eyes died and they turned to stone. He grabbed hold of one of her hands and prised her fingers open. Tey looked at him with a mixture of fear and bewilderment and she begged him to tell her what was wrong. She begged him with every fibre of her being and yet, with him looking at her like that and holding her hand, she could not bring herself to utter a single word. He reached into his pockets and took something out. It was white and crackled when he placed it in her palm. He placed his other hand on top of hers and folded her fingers over the object, his touch burning into her skin.
"I think that that belongs to you," snarled Sefeth before walking off, his ebony hair flowing behind him in a silky trail. Tey reluctantly opened her hand and reluctantly unfolded the piece of paper. She read the note with disbelieving eyes, tears leaving salty trails down her petite face.
What did he think of this? She wondered. I know I didn't write it and yet, this is my handwriting! What he jealous? Upset? Angry?
She scanned the page until she found the answer to her unasked questions. Here and there, smudging the ink were tiny marks that were made by.
.Tears?
Sefeth lay in his room, reading his books.
The common ave is.
She said that birds were the Angels messengers.
Their bones are lighter than their feather.
Angel feather. A sign of hope.
They give.
Give me hope Tey.
No one knows why.
Why, Tey? Why did you do this to me?
"Sefeth! It's me! Tey!"
He got up from his seat and looked out through the window. Tey was there, the soft Spring breeze whispering through her hair, tugging at her light blue dress. She was calling him. Shouting his name, praying that he would hear. Her eyes were wide open, windows to her soul and in them he could see fear and anxiety aa she begged him to forgive her for a crime that she did not commit. That he still thought that she had. Turning away, Sefeth shut his window.
Tey wasn't there. Sefeth stood outside the door, looking at the other pupils, looking for her but she was not there. He heard a muttering within the classroom. Curiously, he sidled up to the door and listened.
"Where's Tey, Bane?"
"Dunno. She's probably upset because lover-boy is angry with her."
"So the plan worked?"
"Yup. I put it in her bag when we were fighting. Nice job on the handwriting by the way.
"Yeah.it's easy. I've been practising my father's hanwriting my whole life. I'll soon be able to sign cheques in his name. Anyway, Tey's wasn't hard. Just frilly loops and twirls. Cinch."
"She'll probably be here tomorrow when she's calmed down a little."
Sefeth's fists were clenched so hard that his knuckles went white. Just then, the school bell rang and Sefeth had to go to class.
He sat in the stuffy classroom, his mind buzzing with thoughts, like a cageful of butterflies. He looked out of a window only to see a flock of doves swoop past. He shut his eyes only to smell roses and honey. He shook his head only to hear her laughter. Enough was enough! Sefeth stood up abruptly. The teacher stopped reading, her boring monotone dwindling away.
"Yes, Sefeth?"
"I apologise but I am not feeling well," murmured Sefeth. "May I please leave?"
"Of course!" said the teacher, suddenly anxious that Sefeth would throw up in class.
Sefeth sprinted out of the classrom and flew through the empty corridors. He had to apologise. This could not wait. He could have kicked himself. The one could thing in his life and he had to throw it away.
He ran down the roads, his legs moving as fast as he could make them.
Where does she live? he wondered. He came to the road where he had found the letter and ran down it, wishing that he had had the sense to believe her. There was a house at the end of the street. He instantly knew it was hers. It was small and cosy with primroses growing up the wall and an untidy lawn with flowers growing where they pleased. He ran up to the front door and pounded it with his fist, praying that she would open it.
"Tey! Tey!" he called. She opened the door, a concerned expression on her face.
"Sefeth?" she asked, "Are you alright?"
Sefeth immediately closed his arms around her.
"I'm so sorry, please accept my apology," he whispered, letting her green eyes wash over him in an emerald wave. Tey gazed up at him and tilted her head.
"I can't," she murmured and she saw the sadness in his eyes. She smiled slightly, "Because there is nothing to forgive. Her head was close to his that she could feel his long dark eyelashes brush her cheekbones. He wrapped his fingers in her curls and she threw herself into the golden tides of eyes. Sefeth smiled at her before drawing her closer and kissing her.