Chapter 3- Just another manic Monday

Rinoa took her usual seat at her desk, time to begin her usual routine. Squall walked towards her desk, "I have the files right here," Rinoa handed the files to Squall, she didn't even look up at him,

"Look, Rinoa I know I should have told everybody about Seifer," Squall began,

"You're damn right you should have!" Rinoa snapped, "Why Squall? Why did you let him back? How do you know he's not going to try to kill us again?"

"Look, what Seifer did was wrong, I'm not going to deny that but he was under Ultimecia's control," Squall asserted,

"So he claims, how do we know that he's not lying?"

"Doesn't he deserve a second chance? To prove that he's not lying? Rinoa, what if people hadn't believed you when you were possessed by Ultimecia?" Rinoa fell silent at the last comment, Squall did have a point,

"I still don't trust him." Rinoa said finally. "But you make a valid point," She said reluctantly,

"Look, if he does anything I have the authority to send him back to prison, and I will. Don't worry about that, anyway I have to just go through these documents. I'll see you later?"

"I'll see you at lunch," Rinoa smiled, she watched as he walked off. She wished he'd turn around and just take her into his arms and kiss her the way he did on the balcony all those months ago. She often wished this, she often daydreamed about it, but she knew she couldn't have him and it tore her apart, secretly Squall wanted only the same.

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"SEIFER! BE CAREFULL!" Quistis yelled as she cast a watera spell on the fire Seifer had just caused,

"Guess I need to work on my limit break," Seifer said trying to stamp out the fire,

"You're damn right you do! Seifer this isn't like you! What's wrong?" Quistis asked, it was more of a riposte than a question,

"I'm just rusty! Not everybody is perfect like you Miss. Trepe!" Seifer shouted, he kicked the floor in frustration, "I'll get it right next time," He muttered,

"Okay, fine. First of all, you were way of target; we need to work on your aim." Quistis pulled out some poles with markings. "Right I want you to chop these poles in half were the mark is. I want you to do a run in on all of them, no stopping, just get all of them in one run. You have thirty seconds, GO!"

Quistis watched as Seifer hit each pole weakly and missed some, eventually she just told him to stop. "Seifer, you're grip on your gunblade is too weak," She walked over to him, she placed her hands over his and tightened his grip, he flinched in pain. Quistis hadn't been squeezing that hard, "Seifer. . .could you take of your gloves for a moment please?" Quistis asked suspiciously,

"Why?" Seifer asked, it was a bit defensive for Quistis's liking,

"Seifer, remove your gloves," Quistis demanded,

"No!" Seifer yelled, there was a hint of fear in his voice.

"Seifer! Why won't you remove your gloves? Is there something your trying to hide?" Quistis sounded concerned now, "Seifer, all I'm asking you to do is to show me your hands. I won't ask again," She said firmly. Seifer reluctantly removed his gloves, he winced slightly as he took them off. Quistis gasped in shock, his hands were severely swollen, and they were violet blue with bruises, there was scorch marks as well and one major gash. "Seifer! No wonder you couldn't grip your blade! Who did this to you?!" Quistis was horrified, she began to roll up his sleeves, it only got worse. "Seifer, we have to go see Dr. Kadawoki,"

"No! Just drop it, it's nothing!" Seifer yelled and pulled his hands away and hastily put his gloves back on, and rolled down his sleeves,

"Seifer, you can't fight in this condition! Don't do this to yourself! I'm taking you to Doctor Kadawoki,"

"I SAID DROP IT! IT'S NONE OF YOUR CONCERN!" Seifer shouted, Quistis was very taken aback, "Look, can we just get on with the training!" Seifer said viciously,

"You can't fight Seifer, not in this condition. Is that the only place you're injured? I'm only trying to help! Please Seifer! Who did this to you?" Quistis pleaded, Seifer walked up to her, she refused to be intimidated by him but he was right up against her, she could feel his breath on her face,

"I don't want to talk about it, it's the past, I don't need your concern." Seifer said treacherously.

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Lunch time rolled around, Quistis headed for the usual spot in the canteen, Squall, Rinoa and Zell were already there.

"Squall, I need to talk to you for a moment," Quistis interrupted, "It's important." Squall got up from the table and went up to her,

"Is everything alright?" Squall asked with concern,

"What happened to Seifer when he was in prison?" Quistis asked,

"What do you mean?"

"Seifer had a very weak grip on his gunblade, so I went up to make him tighten his grip, when I did he cringed, so I got him to take of his gloves. I've never seen so many injury's in one area of the body in my entire life! There are definitely several broken bones in his hand, he has second degree burns, his hands are blue with bruising and he has had his palm cut open at one stage!"

"What!? Did you send him to Dr. Kadawoki?" Squall asked with concern,

"He wouldn't go. He wouldn't say were he got the injuries either. Squall, I'm surprised he was even able to grip his blade at all! I don't know what to do!" Quistis said in a upset tone, "He can't continue training in this condition! And if he doesn't get treated it'll only get worse!"

Squall stayed silent for a moment, "Look, we can't force him to go to Dr. Kadawoki. Just let him continue training, if he has any sense whatsoever he'll discontinue training to go seek medical help."

"Squall, he wouldn't even let me cast a cure spell! What makes you think he's going to come around?" Quistis pleaded,

"Leave it for the moment, if he doesn't change his mind within the next few days I'll talk to him." Squall said, Quistis shook her head, "Trust me Quis," Squall said finally.

"I don't know Squall, why won't he just let Dr. Kadawoki treat him?"

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Seifer went to his dorm clutching his hands in agony. The training had been harder on them than he thought, every part of him ached, his broken ribs didn't make breathing very easy which was difficult after training when you need a breath. He wished Quistis hadn't been so damn nosey. He had the injuries to deal with, not her. As far as he was concerned, she was intruding. He couldn't stop training because of pain, he had to pass the SeeD exam, and he couldn't let anything get in the way.