~*~ When Did This Happen? ~*~
:: Seiftis. Squffie hints. (Quistis x Seifer, Squall x Selphie hints) ::
Chapter Five: What Just Happened?
Note: I usually go into detail with things, but I'm in university now, I have a midterms and essays staring me in the face. This is a quick and casual read. We think. Reviews are more than a little appreciated.
~Silverium~
Disclaimer: Squaresoft. Not Silver.
"This place looks so amazingly great! Thank you so much guys! Ah! Everything is so sparkly!" Selphie chirped and hopped around the room, her eyes wide and reflecting the colours with sparks of light.
"Thanks to our wonderful planner, of course," Quistis managed a smile,
"And are tall gentlemen for hanging everything up," Selphie added, throwing smiles to Seifer and Irvine.
"Hell yeah baby," Irvine drawled,
Seifer rolled his eyes; he hadn't been paying much attention, and still felt a bit uncomfortable being back. Even though his old friends had welcomed him back they were still edgy round him, all save Quistis, whom had turned into a shy, timid, girl around him. Most likely because of the accident. Didn't that Ice Queen ever melt?
"We're going to make invitations to all our friends," Selphie said matter-of-factly, "Quistis, Seifer, and Irvine, you're up."
"Selphie, come on, don't be so cruel doll, you know I have a date," Irvine moaned,
"Irvy…" Selphie warned,
"You cruel, cruel woman." Irvine made a mock sob and then grabbed a box of art supplies,
"We'll be finished in no time," Quistis smiled.
The trio left and set up in Quistis' dorm, since it was the largest. Half way in when they subsided into silence Quistis looked up to see Irvine furiously scribbling down names. A small laugh escaped her lips, making Seifer and Irvine to both jump and look at her,
"Go on Irvine, Seifer and I can finish," Quistis grinned,
"You sure Quisty?" Irvine's violet eyes looked hopeful,
"Yeah,"
"Thank you! Goddess! I worship you!"
"Cut the flattery cowboy and get out of here!" Seifer pushed Irvine lightly, rolling his eyes,
Irvine dashed out and the room subsided into silence. Quistis drew out the glitter glue and began to trace over the names slowly, watching the gold sparkle as it oozed along. Her tongue peeked out the corner of her lips as she concentrated on making the name flawless. She wasn't aware that Seifer had stopped and was watching her.
"You haven't changed," He murmured,
Quistis looked up sharply and then squeaked in dismay as her glue went off the line. Looking horrified she quickly used a toothpick to right it. Seifer sighed and shook his head at her.
"What do you mean I haven't changed?" Quistis asked when she fixed her error,
"I remember at Matron's, on mother's day, we were making her cards and there was you, little Quistis, freaking out at Selphie because she had gotten glue everywhere, you were horrified she'd ruin your card," Seifer said softly, looking at the table, "You were so mad,"
"I don't remember that," Quistis whispered sadly, looking at her invitation and wondering why it made her so dismal to lack the memories Seifer had, "Did she ruin my card?"
Seifer laughed, "No, Zell ended up tripping and pouring orange juice over all of them and then Ellone made one big card and we all signed it. You chased Zell all over the beach,"
"Ellone always took care of us," Quistis nodded, her smile returning, "I remember that."
Seifer nodded and they both grew somber. When they finished the invites Quistis packed them up and then began to wipe down the table. Quietly Seifer helped her and before they knew it they had built up a pattern. Hands barely brushed against each other as each methodically worked, silently knowing where the other was going to go. When both were done there was still not a word exchanged. In a daze they brought everything back to Selphie and the others who were cleaning up the newly decorated room. Selphie raised her eyebrows but didn't comment when a dazed Quistis set down the box, Seifer added the second one, both quietly flipped through the invites, separating their own and the ones for their friends in front of them and wordlessly placed them away from those that had to be sent out. Quistis turned, gracefully, not touching Seifer at all despite their closeness and then both trailed out, parting and moving in different directions. Squall and Zell shared a look and when the door shut Zell's jaw dropped.
"What the hell just happened?"
Quistis dropped on her couch. She stopped, frowned, and looked at her door, slowly registering the past hour, "What just happened?" She whispered, feeling ethereal and distant.
Seifer, too, had his reality catch up with him. That past hour, with Quistis, it had been something else. The companionship had been so deep, they moved together like nothing else. He stared at his haunted reflection in the mirror and barely recognized himself. Why had he come back? Did he really want to start over? Or was he trying to grab at a past that was robbed from him?
