Enter Squall

Exit light, Enter night, Take my hand, Off to never-neverland.

Metallica, Enter Sandman.

Squall Leonhart walked up behind Seifer as he got up off the ground and dusted himself off. He reached him and placed a hand on Seifer's shoulder. Seifer spun round in surprise, his eyes widening as he recognised Squall.

'Here to gloat?' he asked, gently shaking his hand off.

'No.' Squall said simply unable to say what he wanted to say to his one time rival, a childhood friend.

Although that last memory had evaded him for some time. All he could remember was he and Seifer always at each other though now he understood why.

'Then what do you want?' Seifer asked nastily though his heart wasn't in it.

'You realise you can't just come back and expect people to act like nothing has happened.' Squall said to him.

'I know but Garden is where I belong. It took me so long to realise that that was my real dream.' Seifer said softly and then snorted. 'I take it you hate me too?' he added.

'No I don't. It could've easily been me that became enthralled by Ultimicea and you could've been the one to fight me but Fate made it the way it is.' Squall said softly

'You really believe that!?' Seifer asked surprised.

'Sure. We're opposite sides of the same coin. That's why we could never see eye to eye.' Squall replied gnomically.

Seifer smiled faintly 'So what do I do now?' he asked.

'Give it time, they'll soon come to forgive you.' Squall told him.

'And if they don't?' Seifer asked.

'Redemption is never easy, Seifer. But then again neither is leadership if your heart isn't in it.' Squall answered turning from him.

'Just don't give up on this dream Seifer, chase it just as much as you did with the one that was false. It may work out in the end.' Squall said smiling slightly, walking back into Garden leaving Seifer standing there stunned.