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ANNOUNCEMENT: Finals suck. Here [after a looonnnggg time] is the final chapter of Nobus, it will be followed with an epilogue, hope you enjoy a little.
Perfect Soldier 01 - Yeah, I love Selphie's spunk. oh, he'll be okay. C'mon, I can't leave everyone broken, now can I? Yay for 3rd!
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He awoke with the gurgle of someone taking a desperate breath out of water, as his groggy vision caught sight of an angel. Her blonde hair was partly held back, and her pink suit shone in the dimness of the purely white room: Quistis sat guiding Rajin up. Kiros had thought it would be a good idea to have someone familiar with Rajin over his recovery, Quistis had volunteered being both his teacher and his fellow soldier she had felt it was her place. Plus, being a part in Rajin's recovery would be one more step towards re-instatement as an Instructor in Balamb Garden and if Rajin was to try something, Quistis could take him down. Hard.
Gasping upwards, Rajin caught his breath, heaving his lungs as his chest sunk and rose to the air flowing, surging through his body. Not another nightmare.
"Rajin? Talk to me, what happened?"
"I ... uh... I ... crying... pain, hurt, sparks! NO! I won't ya know! Lemme alone!!!" Rajin bellowed, a greater strength than had been heard for a month seeping into his voice as he shivered and convulsed lightly under his blanket. Quistis shook her head, getting off her chair to kneel beside him, wrapping her gloved arm around his shoulders,
"You have to try, Rajin"
"Don't leave me, everybody leaves me ya know!"
"I'm not going anywhere. Please tell me what you saw?" the golden SeeD said, solemnly, a grimm set to her young face.
Rajin seemed to ponder her words for a moment, mulling them through his head like an elderly woman stirring a cauldron, before shutting his eyes tight,
"They were... torture, ya know. They'd jab me with metal sticks, ya know, just enough to cut me, then *gulp* turn on the electricity, ya know... I.. I... i i ii... Hyne, Quisttttis, hhhelp ME!" Rajin started, ending with a quick and violent turn towards the blonde female, grabbing her shoulders as three Estharian Guards came forward. Quistis called them away before Rajin saw them, catching one of Rajin's massive hands in her two.
"It's over, Rajin. No more torture okay? They aren't going to do anything to you. It's over, do you hear me? You are going to be okay"
"Ya know" Rajin said, looking shakily into Quistis' blue, calm eyes with his destroyed, bloodshot red ones, "You are the first person to tell me that I'm going to be okay, ya know"
Quistis smiled at him, letting his hand go as she peeled off her arm length gloves, holding out her naked fingers as Rajin put his hands up, his palm to her palm, his fingers curling over top of hers with the size.
"There, a..aa..all bett..ter" Rajin whispered, his voice suddenly hoarse, "Never been this ...close.. befffore, ya knnow"
"And I'm not going anywhere. I'm here to help you, Rajin, I'm here because no matter how corny and unfeeling it sounds, I refuse to let you be destroyed."
The two opposites sat together in silence a while longer, tears sporratically trickling down Rajin's face as for the first time in the month he had been in rehab,
"I'm... hungry, ya know"
"Good, what do you want?"
"I... uh.. c..can you choose ffor me please?"
"Sure. How does some fruit sound?"
"G.ggood. It sounds good"
After demolishing two apples, three pears, a banana, two oranges and a mango, Rajin sat again on his bed, still not trusting chairs, as he pulled out a book from the matress,
"T..this is the wedding book I'm mmaking for Ssseifer and Fuj... ya know... I c..ccan't cut the picttures I want straight.. ccccan you help, ya know?"
"Of course. What are we working on today?"
"Dddrresses"
"Okay, what do you think Fujin would like"...
Quistis and Rajin picked the Bride's Gown, and the bride's maids dresses in a little under two hours, all the while Rajin would edge closer to his saviour, until he stifled a yawn. Another first.
"Do you want to sleep, Rajin?"
"Yea.. no! No, I'm awake, ya know... It's just that.. when I s..sleep yoou... l..lleavve, ya know"
"Rajin, I don't have to leave. Here" Quistis said, taking the white and silver scrapbook out of Rajin's hands and placing it on the floor, "I'll stay here with you, okay?"
"Y..e..eah, that'd bbbe ... tthanks ya knnow"
Rajin took painstaking seconds rising and fixing his pillows and blankets before checking under his bed and around the room before easing himself onto its bending form slowly. Kicking off her boots and unclipping her hair, Quistis turned the lights down before easing herself onto the bed beside Rajin, thanking him as he held the blankets up for her until she got settled crooked facing the doorway, his breath on the top of her head. Calmly, Rajin eased his arm around her shoulders, nervously grasping for a hand, finding hers as she squeezed it. Several minutes passed, Quistis was still wide awake, but could hear Rajin's breathing becoming more regulated,
"Quistis?"
"Yes, Rajin?"
"Ya don't h..have to sttay iff you'd not want, ya know"
"Nonsense, Rajin. I said I wasn't leaving and I am not leaving. Now shh. Let's both try and get some rest. Is that a deal?"
"Dddeal, ya know" Silence blanketed the two for several more minutes before Rajin shifted, getting closer to the blonde SeeD, cupping her body with his own,
"Qustis?"
"Yes?"
"T..tthank you.. This is niice"
"You're welcome. . . Goodnight"
"'Night" the mammoth bronze man whispered, his lips curving into a smile. Laguna and Kiros watched from behind the two way mirror, Laguna began to nod, the kid's done it. Rajin's gonna be okay. Laguna left to attend to bigger and more pressing political matters as Kiros
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31 days, 42 paint cans and 17 dozen condoms later, Fujin and Seifer were putting the finishing touches on what they refered to as the Red Room. For their honeymoon, Edea had given them full private use of her house on Centra, with the one duty to get as far as possible redoing the place, just in case they weren't busy enough. The Red Room was oriental inspired, with bleached wood trim and cinnamon crimson walls, since the ceiling was stone, they whitewashed it with a bleached out terracotta colour they couldn't decide on until Fujin dumped the colour she wanted in, two hours and a couple romps on the couch, deck and kitchen later, they started painting it. Fujin leaned over to fix a line of paint, corrected the problem and with that, finished the room. Leaning up and stretching to the ceiling, she noticed Seifer's shirt had a red handprint on it. Chuckling slightly, she caused him to turn from where he was putting the lid on a paint can, to hear more laughter errupt from Fujin's doubled over form.
"What's so funny?" Seifer asked, dropping the paint can into a box and wiping his hands on each other before noticing that they were completely red and covered in wet paint.
"FACE!" Fujin laughed, taking the corner of her t-shirt and wiping a CD sized paint blob on Seifer's cheek.
"Did I get any on my shirt?"
"BACK" Fujin said, grabbing for the hem of Seifer's shirt
"Hey! Ever heard of personal space?"
Fujin pretended like she was thinking, "NEGATIVE"
"Yeah? Well then," Seifer smirked, stripped his shirt and went for Fujin palms up. The lithe silver headed young woman fell and spun, away from her soon to be husband, booking it for the door, grabbing the doorframe as she swung in a sharp turn as Seifer followed. He chased her down to the water, she dove in, Seifer followed with some trepidation, but ended up following full heartedly as she splashed him with large amounts of water. Both were laughing, even after Seifer caught Fujin and realized her tactics worked, by the time he got her in the ocean, the water had washed the wet paint away. Fujin swung her arms around his neck, smashing a sloppy kiss on the young blonde man, he smirked in the kiss, swinging them both around, hearing Fujin's yelp as he flung both of them into the water. He laughed as Fujin stood up, gasping and wiping her face and hair,
"What's the matter, Fujin? You liked the water a second ago" he laughed, not even dodging her as she lunged at him, splashing both of them below the surface, only to have Seifer cough up a mouthful of seaweed. Both got out of the water, falling every two steps as the tangled together, stealing kisses at any exposed flesh, and lips. Once standing on the beach, Seifer helped Fujin strip her soaked shirt, a line of clothing littering the way up from the beach as their foreplay continued. They didn't make it to the bedroom.
Sighing lazily on the floor of the living room, in front of the fireplace, which had been in a constant state of flame, Seifer held Fujin to him, her arm snaking around his waist, the other gently stroking his chest as he fingered through her still damp hair. Fujin's leg raised itself to clamp along Seifer's waist. He let out a moan and shiver.
"Fujin?"
She nodded against his shoulder, kissing his chest.
"Do you regret anything?"
"BREAKFAST BAGEL"
"Fuj, I'm being serious"
This was not a normal post-sex Seifer conversation, Fujin looked up, noticing the grim set of his face, how his scar wrinkled slightly, how his jaw was locked, so she leant up and kissed him sweetly.
"AFFIRMATIVE" if the great Seifer Almasy was going to open up, damn her if she didn't.
Seifer steeled himself before asking, "What?"
"LOSING CHILD"
Her partner seemed to deflate, reaching over and lifting Fujin closer to his face, atop his chest with his well-muscled arms,
"You never told me. Why didn't you tell me?" he said, his heart almost breaking.
"I..." Fujin closed her teary eyes, "Rajin told me about the Lieutenant. I couldn't... we couldn't just leave, Seifer. SeeD would have chased after us in seconds. I had to risk some sort of redemption. Plus, you were acting all different and cold, I knew the sorceress was getting to you. I would be damned if I had left you"
"Did anybody know?"
"Rajin suspected, the sorceress seemed to,"
"Does it hurt?"
"Used to"
"I'm sorry, Fujin"
"SEIF..."
"No, let me finish. I'm sorry I didn't try harder to get out, I'm sorry I didn't see you. Truth is, I can't wish none of this had ever happened, 'cause if it did, we wouldn't be here. ... It took a war and the apocalypse to get this stupid head of mine to get around the idea that I need someone... I need you, Fujin. I need you so much. . . I LOVE you, Fujin"
Fujin shifted, bringing Seifer up with her, to have her straddling him in a sitting position, looking into his pleading, needy, pathetically sad eyes.
"I can't say I've always loved you, Seifer. It took time, and it took seeing how broken you had become for me to love you. Yes losing our child hurt and still does, but more than that, above that, I wouldn't trade the past three months for all the peace in the world. So many things have happened, yes Rajin's paying for it, yes Galbadia is torn, and yes Squall and the others risked everything to kill some evil bi*ch, but . . . I have a feeling that there was something governing all this, everything that happened needed to, Seifer. I know you have a hard time dealing with Hyne, and the fact that she may very well be more than a myth to scare bad children, but think about it I didn't lose the child absolutely until right after Squall and them defeated Ultimecia. I don't know why, but call it mother's intuition: it was meant to happen. That means this was meant to happen, too." Fujin leaned up to Seifer's open mouth, questioning eyes, and kissed him with all the soul left in her. Something in Seifer lifted, he sunk back into the couch, exploring Fujin's mouth as she lifted away,
"SEIFER, LOVE" Seifer Almasy smiled a wide, spacious grin, picking Fujin up and carrying her to their bedroom. Oh sweet bliss.
ANNOUNCEMENT: Finals suck. Here [after a looonnnggg time] is the final chapter of Nobus, it will be followed with an epilogue, hope you enjoy a little.
Perfect Soldier 01 - Yeah, I love Selphie's spunk. oh, he'll be okay. C'mon, I can't leave everyone broken, now can I? Yay for 3rd!
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He awoke with the gurgle of someone taking a desperate breath out of water, as his groggy vision caught sight of an angel. Her blonde hair was partly held back, and her pink suit shone in the dimness of the purely white room: Quistis sat guiding Rajin up. Kiros had thought it would be a good idea to have someone familiar with Rajin over his recovery, Quistis had volunteered being both his teacher and his fellow soldier she had felt it was her place. Plus, being a part in Rajin's recovery would be one more step towards re-instatement as an Instructor in Balamb Garden and if Rajin was to try something, Quistis could take him down. Hard.
Gasping upwards, Rajin caught his breath, heaving his lungs as his chest sunk and rose to the air flowing, surging through his body. Not another nightmare.
"Rajin? Talk to me, what happened?"
"I ... uh... I ... crying... pain, hurt, sparks! NO! I won't ya know! Lemme alone!!!" Rajin bellowed, a greater strength than had been heard for a month seeping into his voice as he shivered and convulsed lightly under his blanket. Quistis shook her head, getting off her chair to kneel beside him, wrapping her gloved arm around his shoulders,
"You have to try, Rajin"
"Don't leave me, everybody leaves me ya know!"
"I'm not going anywhere. Please tell me what you saw?" the golden SeeD said, solemnly, a grimm set to her young face.
Rajin seemed to ponder her words for a moment, mulling them through his head like an elderly woman stirring a cauldron, before shutting his eyes tight,
"They were... torture, ya know. They'd jab me with metal sticks, ya know, just enough to cut me, then *gulp* turn on the electricity, ya know... I.. I... i i ii... Hyne, Quisttttis, hhhelp ME!" Rajin started, ending with a quick and violent turn towards the blonde female, grabbing her shoulders as three Estharian Guards came forward. Quistis called them away before Rajin saw them, catching one of Rajin's massive hands in her two.
"It's over, Rajin. No more torture okay? They aren't going to do anything to you. It's over, do you hear me? You are going to be okay"
"Ya know" Rajin said, looking shakily into Quistis' blue, calm eyes with his destroyed, bloodshot red ones, "You are the first person to tell me that I'm going to be okay, ya know"
Quistis smiled at him, letting his hand go as she peeled off her arm length gloves, holding out her naked fingers as Rajin put his hands up, his palm to her palm, his fingers curling over top of hers with the size.
"There, a..aa..all bett..ter" Rajin whispered, his voice suddenly hoarse, "Never been this ...close.. befffore, ya knnow"
"And I'm not going anywhere. I'm here to help you, Rajin, I'm here because no matter how corny and unfeeling it sounds, I refuse to let you be destroyed."
The two opposites sat together in silence a while longer, tears sporratically trickling down Rajin's face as for the first time in the month he had been in rehab,
"I'm... hungry, ya know"
"Good, what do you want?"
"I... uh.. c..can you choose ffor me please?"
"Sure. How does some fruit sound?"
"G.ggood. It sounds good"
After demolishing two apples, three pears, a banana, two oranges and a mango, Rajin sat again on his bed, still not trusting chairs, as he pulled out a book from the matress,
"T..this is the wedding book I'm mmaking for Ssseifer and Fuj... ya know... I c..ccan't cut the picttures I want straight.. ccccan you help, ya know?"
"Of course. What are we working on today?"
"Dddrresses"
"Okay, what do you think Fujin would like"...
Quistis and Rajin picked the Bride's Gown, and the bride's maids dresses in a little under two hours, all the while Rajin would edge closer to his saviour, until he stifled a yawn. Another first.
"Do you want to sleep, Rajin?"
"Yea.. no! No, I'm awake, ya know... It's just that.. when I s..sleep yoou... l..lleavve, ya know"
"Rajin, I don't have to leave. Here" Quistis said, taking the white and silver scrapbook out of Rajin's hands and placing it on the floor, "I'll stay here with you, okay?"
"Y..e..eah, that'd bbbe ... tthanks ya knnow"
Rajin took painstaking seconds rising and fixing his pillows and blankets before checking under his bed and around the room before easing himself onto its bending form slowly. Kicking off her boots and unclipping her hair, Quistis turned the lights down before easing herself onto the bed beside Rajin, thanking him as he held the blankets up for her until she got settled crooked facing the doorway, his breath on the top of her head. Calmly, Rajin eased his arm around her shoulders, nervously grasping for a hand, finding hers as she squeezed it. Several minutes passed, Quistis was still wide awake, but could hear Rajin's breathing becoming more regulated,
"Quistis?"
"Yes, Rajin?"
"Ya don't h..have to sttay iff you'd not want, ya know"
"Nonsense, Rajin. I said I wasn't leaving and I am not leaving. Now shh. Let's both try and get some rest. Is that a deal?"
"Dddeal, ya know" Silence blanketed the two for several more minutes before Rajin shifted, getting closer to the blonde SeeD, cupping her body with his own,
"Qustis?"
"Yes?"
"T..tthank you.. This is niice"
"You're welcome. . . Goodnight"
"'Night" the mammoth bronze man whispered, his lips curving into a smile. Laguna and Kiros watched from behind the two way mirror, Laguna began to nod, the kid's done it. Rajin's gonna be okay. Laguna left to attend to bigger and more pressing political matters as Kiros
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31 days, 42 paint cans and 17 dozen condoms later, Fujin and Seifer were putting the finishing touches on what they refered to as the Red Room. For their honeymoon, Edea had given them full private use of her house on Centra, with the one duty to get as far as possible redoing the place, just in case they weren't busy enough. The Red Room was oriental inspired, with bleached wood trim and cinnamon crimson walls, since the ceiling was stone, they whitewashed it with a bleached out terracotta colour they couldn't decide on until Fujin dumped the colour she wanted in, two hours and a couple romps on the couch, deck and kitchen later, they started painting it. Fujin leaned over to fix a line of paint, corrected the problem and with that, finished the room. Leaning up and stretching to the ceiling, she noticed Seifer's shirt had a red handprint on it. Chuckling slightly, she caused him to turn from where he was putting the lid on a paint can, to hear more laughter errupt from Fujin's doubled over form.
"What's so funny?" Seifer asked, dropping the paint can into a box and wiping his hands on each other before noticing that they were completely red and covered in wet paint.
"FACE!" Fujin laughed, taking the corner of her t-shirt and wiping a CD sized paint blob on Seifer's cheek.
"Did I get any on my shirt?"
"BACK" Fujin said, grabbing for the hem of Seifer's shirt
"Hey! Ever heard of personal space?"
Fujin pretended like she was thinking, "NEGATIVE"
"Yeah? Well then," Seifer smirked, stripped his shirt and went for Fujin palms up. The lithe silver headed young woman fell and spun, away from her soon to be husband, booking it for the door, grabbing the doorframe as she swung in a sharp turn as Seifer followed. He chased her down to the water, she dove in, Seifer followed with some trepidation, but ended up following full heartedly as she splashed him with large amounts of water. Both were laughing, even after Seifer caught Fujin and realized her tactics worked, by the time he got her in the ocean, the water had washed the wet paint away. Fujin swung her arms around his neck, smashing a sloppy kiss on the young blonde man, he smirked in the kiss, swinging them both around, hearing Fujin's yelp as he flung both of them into the water. He laughed as Fujin stood up, gasping and wiping her face and hair,
"What's the matter, Fujin? You liked the water a second ago" he laughed, not even dodging her as she lunged at him, splashing both of them below the surface, only to have Seifer cough up a mouthful of seaweed. Both got out of the water, falling every two steps as the tangled together, stealing kisses at any exposed flesh, and lips. Once standing on the beach, Seifer helped Fujin strip her soaked shirt, a line of clothing littering the way up from the beach as their foreplay continued. They didn't make it to the bedroom.
Sighing lazily on the floor of the living room, in front of the fireplace, which had been in a constant state of flame, Seifer held Fujin to him, her arm snaking around his waist, the other gently stroking his chest as he fingered through her still damp hair. Fujin's leg raised itself to clamp along Seifer's waist. He let out a moan and shiver.
"Fujin?"
She nodded against his shoulder, kissing his chest.
"Do you regret anything?"
"BREAKFAST BAGEL"
"Fuj, I'm being serious"
This was not a normal post-sex Seifer conversation, Fujin looked up, noticing the grim set of his face, how his scar wrinkled slightly, how his jaw was locked, so she leant up and kissed him sweetly.
"AFFIRMATIVE" if the great Seifer Almasy was going to open up, damn her if she didn't.
Seifer steeled himself before asking, "What?"
"LOSING CHILD"
Her partner seemed to deflate, reaching over and lifting Fujin closer to his face, atop his chest with his well-muscled arms,
"You never told me. Why didn't you tell me?" he said, his heart almost breaking.
"I..." Fujin closed her teary eyes, "Rajin told me about the Lieutenant. I couldn't... we couldn't just leave, Seifer. SeeD would have chased after us in seconds. I had to risk some sort of redemption. Plus, you were acting all different and cold, I knew the sorceress was getting to you. I would be damned if I had left you"
"Did anybody know?"
"Rajin suspected, the sorceress seemed to,"
"Does it hurt?"
"Used to"
"I'm sorry, Fujin"
"SEIF..."
"No, let me finish. I'm sorry I didn't try harder to get out, I'm sorry I didn't see you. Truth is, I can't wish none of this had ever happened, 'cause if it did, we wouldn't be here. ... It took a war and the apocalypse to get this stupid head of mine to get around the idea that I need someone... I need you, Fujin. I need you so much. . . I LOVE you, Fujin"
Fujin shifted, bringing Seifer up with her, to have her straddling him in a sitting position, looking into his pleading, needy, pathetically sad eyes.
"I can't say I've always loved you, Seifer. It took time, and it took seeing how broken you had become for me to love you. Yes losing our child hurt and still does, but more than that, above that, I wouldn't trade the past three months for all the peace in the world. So many things have happened, yes Rajin's paying for it, yes Galbadia is torn, and yes Squall and the others risked everything to kill some evil bi*ch, but . . . I have a feeling that there was something governing all this, everything that happened needed to, Seifer. I know you have a hard time dealing with Hyne, and the fact that she may very well be more than a myth to scare bad children, but think about it I didn't lose the child absolutely until right after Squall and them defeated Ultimecia. I don't know why, but call it mother's intuition: it was meant to happen. That means this was meant to happen, too." Fujin leaned up to Seifer's open mouth, questioning eyes, and kissed him with all the soul left in her. Something in Seifer lifted, he sunk back into the couch, exploring Fujin's mouth as she lifted away,
"SEIFER, LOVE" Seifer Almasy smiled a wide, spacious grin, picking Fujin up and carrying her to their bedroom. Oh sweet bliss.