Might as Well be on the Moon
I'd cross the universe to be right where you are, But I'm right in your backyard. And I might as well be on Mars.
Alice Cooper, Might as well be on Mars.
'It's strange.' Seifer thought to himself as he watched how peaceful she looked as she slept. It had become a sort of ritual between them that he would stay with her until she fell asleep but now he was finding it hard to tear himself away, unable to look away from her serene face, her hair framing her vulnerable innocence.
He wondered where these feelings were coming from, he had always seen Quistis as the authority figure, an opponent, someone to rebel against. He never took her for the young woman she was, until now.
It had all began when Squall had used her, hurt her and without thinking Seifer had become protective of her, going so far as to confronting Squall to nearly the point of violence.
And now every night he would spend with Quistis, just talking, finding out about the woman behind the Instructor. Every night he sat next to her as she lay on bed softly talking and soothing her, in this bizarre reversal of roles.
Whatever he was feeling he knew it wasn't the same for her. Even though Squall had hurt her to breaking point she would still only love him, Seifer was a friend maybe a brother, a comfort blanket which she needed to hold through this difficult time.
Seifer was having difficulty with this attachment he had to her, it being something he had never really felt in his life, not even with Fujin. In some way it was like his relationship with Ultimecia though he guessed that was due to the fierce protectiveness he felt.
He wanted to explore these feelings further but to do that would mean reciprocation on Quistis' part and he doubted that would happen. Even if it did, what if these feelings didn't go as deep as they seemed, he couldn't bear to cause Quistis more suffering.
So for now he'd settle for this, the comfort of being her for someone, the intimacy without fear of ridicule or rejection. The unknown side that she brought out in him. All this was worth the confusion.
He sighed deeply and softly kissed her forehead making her smile in her sleep. He then crept softly across the room and sidled out the door quietly, ready to repeat this all again tomorrow.
I'd cross the universe to be right where you are, But I'm right in your backyard. And I might as well be on Mars.
Alice Cooper, Might as well be on Mars.
'It's strange.' Seifer thought to himself as he watched how peaceful she looked as she slept. It had become a sort of ritual between them that he would stay with her until she fell asleep but now he was finding it hard to tear himself away, unable to look away from her serene face, her hair framing her vulnerable innocence.
He wondered where these feelings were coming from, he had always seen Quistis as the authority figure, an opponent, someone to rebel against. He never took her for the young woman she was, until now.
It had all began when Squall had used her, hurt her and without thinking Seifer had become protective of her, going so far as to confronting Squall to nearly the point of violence.
And now every night he would spend with Quistis, just talking, finding out about the woman behind the Instructor. Every night he sat next to her as she lay on bed softly talking and soothing her, in this bizarre reversal of roles.
Whatever he was feeling he knew it wasn't the same for her. Even though Squall had hurt her to breaking point she would still only love him, Seifer was a friend maybe a brother, a comfort blanket which she needed to hold through this difficult time.
Seifer was having difficulty with this attachment he had to her, it being something he had never really felt in his life, not even with Fujin. In some way it was like his relationship with Ultimecia though he guessed that was due to the fierce protectiveness he felt.
He wanted to explore these feelings further but to do that would mean reciprocation on Quistis' part and he doubted that would happen. Even if it did, what if these feelings didn't go as deep as they seemed, he couldn't bear to cause Quistis more suffering.
So for now he'd settle for this, the comfort of being her for someone, the intimacy without fear of ridicule or rejection. The unknown side that she brought out in him. All this was worth the confusion.
He sighed deeply and softly kissed her forehead making her smile in her sleep. He then crept softly across the room and sidled out the door quietly, ready to repeat this all again tomorrow.