A/N ah, the third installment. Feel free to review anytime now! ;-D I'm
sure you have really good criticism... hopefully some praise as well.
Anyway, this fic will get more and more complicated and the rating might change but for now it is still safe to tread on.
Now what will happen? What does all this have to do with Kingdom Hearts? What does all of this have to do with Squall? Read and you just might find out...
^^*~* Flashback*~*^^
Whimpering, so soft and low that she barely heard it.
She pulled off her covers and slid out of the cot. She tiptoed stealthily to the bed across from hers. She froze as a sharp intake of air and silence came from the origin of the whimper. She froze for a moment but treaded on daringly.
She knew whose bed this was, who occupied the cot. That's what peaked her curiosity. She was young but very smart.
Maybe not in this case but she urged herself on anyway.
The body winced, as if he knew she was heading toward him... that she heard him. "Hello?" she whispered softly.
He started to breathe very quickly and shallowly. She reached for him but hesitated.
Squall Leonhart. He was such a shy boy, never played with the other kids.
The only time he "interacted" was when he fought Seiffy. Selphie said he never wanted to play with the others... he just sat in the corner, brooding.
Was he crying? She frowned. Why? Why did he brood so much? Why did he cry?
She heard him. Almost every night. He sounded afraid... and seemed so terribly lonely.
She stepped back and frowned. She turned and walked back to her cot and laid back down. She heard him sigh in relief and shift in his bed. She closed her eyes and shook her head.
She wondered what bothered him so...
^^*~*End*~*^^
The shafts of sunlight fell upon her porcelain face. Her lids, lined with full vividly black eyelashes, flutter open. "Mmmm...." she purred as she began to rouse from her slumber. The slender shaped form of the instructor sat up. She ran her fingers through her tousled blonde hair. Several strands still fell upon her face.
How peculiar.
Quistis had understood the effects of having equipped GF's for so long and knew that most of her childhood memories were lost. Few were suppressed, at the best. Lately, however, she found fragments and bits of memory that traveled through to her conscious state.
But none of them were a complete memory.
Not like the one she presently found herself remembering.
The SeeD Instructor rolled over and glance out the window. Barely sunrise.
She was one to wake with the dawn, to wake with the sun that glowed like her hair. She loved Balamb for that.
Rinoa had stayed at the visiting quarters. Quistis needed time to contemplate what they were to do. She had to organize a search party, a secret one at that. It seemed the Galbadian SeeD sect decided to keep this under wraps. No one knew where the Commander went and he was last seen in the Galbadian territory.
Rinoa's request of Quistis was a last ditch effort on her behalf. She was willing to do anything to find her love. Quistis clenched her jaw as she sat.
The blonde slept simply in her black sports bra and panties. She had no time to change into sleep wear and lingerie went wasted on one who had no one in her bed to impress.
Squall. She flushed with color and covered her cheeks.
How childish could she be? At twenty three she still found herself blushing girlishly at the thought of one single male. A man now. A really handsome, broad shouldered, blue-eyed brunette of a man.
Who was in danger?
Quistis opened her wardrobe. She decided on creating an assignment, a final field test for a certain member of her class. She needed a strong and skilled SeeD at her side. Rinoa would be a case in her own right to handle. Quistis disliked her emotional unpredictability. It made her a liability.
Maybe she would recruit someone else? She couldn't baby-sit two people.
She needed a co-squad leader but who? Quistis bit into her lip as she ran her hand over her classic blush trench dress. She decided against it and reached for another outfit.
She had changed, as many had. She slid on a pink spaghetti top dress, more loose along her thighs to allow her more room for movement. She snatched out a black sleeveless turtleneck vest and zipped it up just under her bust. She turned to her dresser as she grabbed her arm warmers.
Seifer Almasy.
She winced and frowned. He was as unpredictable as Rinoa. However, his skill and ability were valuable to the mission. He was brute and powerful, what they needed in a group of girls.
Her lips curled into a smirk as she tainted them rose red. How much he would love to be in a squad of lovely emotional ladies. She closed her eyes as a scoff escaped her throat. If she found him and he accepted, of course. The chances were slim but there was no other she could think of.
Irvine and Selphie had their own lives together. She didn't want to be imprudent. Zell had become a simple man, his affinity for hot dogs still fiery as the love he had for his home. No, he wasn't right for this.
Seifer was perfect. He had no specific emotional ties; he was reserved though highly aggressive. She just had to find him, persuade him. She combed through her hair and pulled it up. She halted half way to her clip.
She decided against holding it up.
She was just an instructor, after all. When she was eighteen she took her job so seriously. Now that she had done it over five years she realized it was just that, her job. And she was a young woman. She grabbed her belt and buckled it loosely across her waist. It hung off her hip. She placed her whip properly on her right.
'Seifer.' she had to find one to be able to find another.
"How predictable." she muttered.
Black thigh-high boots on and she was ready. She left her room.
As long as Squall was located she'd be ok.
She had entered the briefing room where Aira and Rinoa awaited. Another SeeD Quistis hadn't recognized stood at the head of the conference table. Quistis raised her brows. "Well?" she demanded of the shifty nervous recruit. Rinoa seemed anxious.
The brunette had her hair in a pony tail with her bangs framing her lovely face. A raven choker with a lion-headed cross of silver adorned her slender thin neck. She wore a long sleeve black shirt that left her shoulders bare, an elegant choice. The top left her midriff bare but it couldn't be seen any way.
She once again adorned her sleeveless blue trench. She wore a black skirt and knee high boots.
Aira wore a black tube top. Over it she wore a navy blue extremely short blouse with long sleeves. Her black pants were low and hugged her curves snugly. Her hair was up in a ponytail as well only she didn't have bangs. Quistis shifted impatiently. The SeeD cleared his throat.
"Just awaiting your arrival Instructor Treppe. I've been given information that there has been terrorist bombing in Deiling. A whole building has been destroyed and many are injured. You must recruit your final member hastily... we're afraid this group might be the one detaining Commander Leonhart." he said firmly, saluting the professor.
Rinoa gasped and covered her mouth. Aira's face went firm and her jaw clenched. Quistis closed her eyes, shuddering. No...
"I recruit Seifer Almasy. Locate him immediately. Tell him it's a favor from an old friend. Give him the destroyed building's coordinates and tell him to meet us there." she commanded. She opened her fierce blue eyes.
"We leave immediately for Deiling."
*~~* End Chapter Three
Tee-hee, ok so that was BS chapter but I couldn't help it! I promise not to do it again ^-^. I just needed to set up a few things before progressing the storyline extensively. Answers will come GRADUALLY but suredly.
As you can tell I'm trying really hard to push this fic out of my system before I stop and forget about it. Please Review! ^-^ Tnx
~Teri-Chan
Goddess of the moon and witchcraft
Anyway, this fic will get more and more complicated and the rating might change but for now it is still safe to tread on.
Now what will happen? What does all this have to do with Kingdom Hearts? What does all of this have to do with Squall? Read and you just might find out...
^^*~* Flashback*~*^^
Whimpering, so soft and low that she barely heard it.
She pulled off her covers and slid out of the cot. She tiptoed stealthily to the bed across from hers. She froze as a sharp intake of air and silence came from the origin of the whimper. She froze for a moment but treaded on daringly.
She knew whose bed this was, who occupied the cot. That's what peaked her curiosity. She was young but very smart.
Maybe not in this case but she urged herself on anyway.
The body winced, as if he knew she was heading toward him... that she heard him. "Hello?" she whispered softly.
He started to breathe very quickly and shallowly. She reached for him but hesitated.
Squall Leonhart. He was such a shy boy, never played with the other kids.
The only time he "interacted" was when he fought Seiffy. Selphie said he never wanted to play with the others... he just sat in the corner, brooding.
Was he crying? She frowned. Why? Why did he brood so much? Why did he cry?
She heard him. Almost every night. He sounded afraid... and seemed so terribly lonely.
She stepped back and frowned. She turned and walked back to her cot and laid back down. She heard him sigh in relief and shift in his bed. She closed her eyes and shook her head.
She wondered what bothered him so...
^^*~*End*~*^^
The shafts of sunlight fell upon her porcelain face. Her lids, lined with full vividly black eyelashes, flutter open. "Mmmm...." she purred as she began to rouse from her slumber. The slender shaped form of the instructor sat up. She ran her fingers through her tousled blonde hair. Several strands still fell upon her face.
How peculiar.
Quistis had understood the effects of having equipped GF's for so long and knew that most of her childhood memories were lost. Few were suppressed, at the best. Lately, however, she found fragments and bits of memory that traveled through to her conscious state.
But none of them were a complete memory.
Not like the one she presently found herself remembering.
The SeeD Instructor rolled over and glance out the window. Barely sunrise.
She was one to wake with the dawn, to wake with the sun that glowed like her hair. She loved Balamb for that.
Rinoa had stayed at the visiting quarters. Quistis needed time to contemplate what they were to do. She had to organize a search party, a secret one at that. It seemed the Galbadian SeeD sect decided to keep this under wraps. No one knew where the Commander went and he was last seen in the Galbadian territory.
Rinoa's request of Quistis was a last ditch effort on her behalf. She was willing to do anything to find her love. Quistis clenched her jaw as she sat.
The blonde slept simply in her black sports bra and panties. She had no time to change into sleep wear and lingerie went wasted on one who had no one in her bed to impress.
Squall. She flushed with color and covered her cheeks.
How childish could she be? At twenty three she still found herself blushing girlishly at the thought of one single male. A man now. A really handsome, broad shouldered, blue-eyed brunette of a man.
Who was in danger?
Quistis opened her wardrobe. She decided on creating an assignment, a final field test for a certain member of her class. She needed a strong and skilled SeeD at her side. Rinoa would be a case in her own right to handle. Quistis disliked her emotional unpredictability. It made her a liability.
Maybe she would recruit someone else? She couldn't baby-sit two people.
She needed a co-squad leader but who? Quistis bit into her lip as she ran her hand over her classic blush trench dress. She decided against it and reached for another outfit.
She had changed, as many had. She slid on a pink spaghetti top dress, more loose along her thighs to allow her more room for movement. She snatched out a black sleeveless turtleneck vest and zipped it up just under her bust. She turned to her dresser as she grabbed her arm warmers.
Seifer Almasy.
She winced and frowned. He was as unpredictable as Rinoa. However, his skill and ability were valuable to the mission. He was brute and powerful, what they needed in a group of girls.
Her lips curled into a smirk as she tainted them rose red. How much he would love to be in a squad of lovely emotional ladies. She closed her eyes as a scoff escaped her throat. If she found him and he accepted, of course. The chances were slim but there was no other she could think of.
Irvine and Selphie had their own lives together. She didn't want to be imprudent. Zell had become a simple man, his affinity for hot dogs still fiery as the love he had for his home. No, he wasn't right for this.
Seifer was perfect. He had no specific emotional ties; he was reserved though highly aggressive. She just had to find him, persuade him. She combed through her hair and pulled it up. She halted half way to her clip.
She decided against holding it up.
She was just an instructor, after all. When she was eighteen she took her job so seriously. Now that she had done it over five years she realized it was just that, her job. And she was a young woman. She grabbed her belt and buckled it loosely across her waist. It hung off her hip. She placed her whip properly on her right.
'Seifer.' she had to find one to be able to find another.
"How predictable." she muttered.
Black thigh-high boots on and she was ready. She left her room.
As long as Squall was located she'd be ok.
She had entered the briefing room where Aira and Rinoa awaited. Another SeeD Quistis hadn't recognized stood at the head of the conference table. Quistis raised her brows. "Well?" she demanded of the shifty nervous recruit. Rinoa seemed anxious.
The brunette had her hair in a pony tail with her bangs framing her lovely face. A raven choker with a lion-headed cross of silver adorned her slender thin neck. She wore a long sleeve black shirt that left her shoulders bare, an elegant choice. The top left her midriff bare but it couldn't be seen any way.
She once again adorned her sleeveless blue trench. She wore a black skirt and knee high boots.
Aira wore a black tube top. Over it she wore a navy blue extremely short blouse with long sleeves. Her black pants were low and hugged her curves snugly. Her hair was up in a ponytail as well only she didn't have bangs. Quistis shifted impatiently. The SeeD cleared his throat.
"Just awaiting your arrival Instructor Treppe. I've been given information that there has been terrorist bombing in Deiling. A whole building has been destroyed and many are injured. You must recruit your final member hastily... we're afraid this group might be the one detaining Commander Leonhart." he said firmly, saluting the professor.
Rinoa gasped and covered her mouth. Aira's face went firm and her jaw clenched. Quistis closed her eyes, shuddering. No...
"I recruit Seifer Almasy. Locate him immediately. Tell him it's a favor from an old friend. Give him the destroyed building's coordinates and tell him to meet us there." she commanded. She opened her fierce blue eyes.
"We leave immediately for Deiling."
*~~* End Chapter Three
Tee-hee, ok so that was BS chapter but I couldn't help it! I promise not to do it again ^-^. I just needed to set up a few things before progressing the storyline extensively. Answers will come GRADUALLY but suredly.
As you can tell I'm trying really hard to push this fic out of my system before I stop and forget about it. Please Review! ^-^ Tnx
~Teri-Chan
Goddess of the moon and witchcraft
