Trystan, ChloÄ and Sam were the last to board the train as it came
rolling into the station.
"Let's head towards the back. There'll be less people there." Trystan
whispered to ChloÄ, who whispered the message to Sam, who nodded. With
Trystan leading the way, the trio was fast to find a deserted compartment
away from all the perverted guys and sluttish girls that had tried to get
them to share their compartments with them.
"Next time, I'm getting on the train first." ChloÄ declared, running right
over to the window and throwing her bag down. "WINDOW SEAT IS MINE!!"
"You go right on and have it then." Trystan yawned, sitting down opposite
ChloÄ. "Just wake me up before we get to Balamb, okay?" ChloÄ nodded and
gazed dreamily out the window.
"We should wake Tryst up now..." Sam said, nudging ChloÄ. "Yeah... we should." ChloÄ muttered, standing up and swaying with the train. "Tryst, wake up." ChloÄ whispered gently. "Hmm...?" Trystan yawned, sitting up as the compartment door was flung open. "I am going to stay in here for the remaining ten minutes. No questions." The young man who barged into their compartment declared, slamming the door. -I've heard that voice before...- Trystan thought groggily. "You – Cowboy. Move so I can sit." He said. "No." "Tryst," ChloÄ whispered, "He's pretty hot. You should look." Trystan stood up and took off her hat, looking the person straight in the face. He wore a red trench coat with white crosses on the sleeves, his blonde hair all to vibrant in Trystan's memory. "You!" Both Trystan and the man gasped at the same time. "You know each other?" ChloÄ asked Trystan, who laws looking at the man as if he were scum. "Know him? I dated him! You no good son of a b—" "Tryst – leave him alone. What did he do that was so horrible?" Sam, who had been quiet the whole time, intervened. "You couldn't possibly imagine..." Trystan spat. "Tryst – who is he?" ChloÄ asked innocently. Tryst looked at ChloÄ. "His name is Kirojou Almasy." Trystan replied.
"I never knew that your parents could scrape up enough money to send you to Balamb, Trystie." "Don't you dare call me that, Kirrie." Trystan shot back. "Okay, okay. No pet names. I get it. "Kirojou mumbled. "And my parents aren't poor." Trystan hissed; pulling back her right arm as if to punch Kirojou. "DON'T YOU DARE PUNCH KIRO!!!!" ChloÄ yelled, throwing herself infront of Kirojou. Trystan let her hand drop to her side.
The rest of the trip was uneventful and quiet. "BALAMB GARDEN." The conductor announced. Trystan grabbed her shoulder bag and walked out of the compartment without a word. "I'll go talk to her..." Sam offered, grabbing his whip and following Trystan. "She's a big girl, Sam. She'll get over it." ChloÄ yawned. Sam shook his head and continued on his way.
"Tryst? Are you okay?" Sam asked, getting off the train immediately after Trystan. "Just fine." Trystan replied bitterly, continuing to walk away. "Trystan, wait!" Sam yelled. Trystan didn't hear him. She was lost in a memory from four painful years ago...
Four years ago, Kirojou walked into Trystan's life. Two months after they met was Kirojous' birthday. And being so, Trystan gave Kirojou his red cloak with the white crosses on it. That was the day he asked her out. They dated for eight months, and, when everything appeared to be running smoothly, Trystan caught Kirojou cheating on her with her best friend, Noleen. Heart broken and distraught, Trystan demanded that Kirojou not be allowed anywhere near her until she said. Numerous times had Kirojou attempted to get near Trystan, but she wouldn't allow it. Then came the day, three years later when Trystan found out that Noleen had been murdered and Kirojou openly told her that it was he who had murdered Noleen. Even more distraught than before, Trystan fled to a cave by her house. Her mother had found her there, and promised not to tell Kirojou where she had gone. "He found me, mama... He found me..." Trystan had whispered to Selphie, Silent tears sliding down her cheeks. "Save me mama... save me, please... He'll... He'll kill me!! Ifrit, you've gotta protect me! You've gotta protect me..." Clutching her Moomba, Trystan began to sob into his fur. "Don't worry, Trystie. You're safe here for now. We won't let Kirojou get you. Your papa and I won't let him get you. I promise." Selphie had whispered.
"You kept your promise, mama. But Kirojou still found me..."Here, tears beginning to prickle the corners of Trystans' eyes. "He found me..." Trystan pitifully half-sobbed before passing out. "TRYSTAN!!" Sam yelled, running up to Trystan and helping her stand up. "God... please be okay, Tryst... MEDICAL ASSISTANCE!!" Sam yelled when he saw blood gently trickling down her face from a cut above her left eye. "HELP!" Sam frantically yelled again.
"We should wake Tryst up now..." Sam said, nudging ChloÄ. "Yeah... we should." ChloÄ muttered, standing up and swaying with the train. "Tryst, wake up." ChloÄ whispered gently. "Hmm...?" Trystan yawned, sitting up as the compartment door was flung open. "I am going to stay in here for the remaining ten minutes. No questions." The young man who barged into their compartment declared, slamming the door. -I've heard that voice before...- Trystan thought groggily. "You – Cowboy. Move so I can sit." He said. "No." "Tryst," ChloÄ whispered, "He's pretty hot. You should look." Trystan stood up and took off her hat, looking the person straight in the face. He wore a red trench coat with white crosses on the sleeves, his blonde hair all to vibrant in Trystan's memory. "You!" Both Trystan and the man gasped at the same time. "You know each other?" ChloÄ asked Trystan, who laws looking at the man as if he were scum. "Know him? I dated him! You no good son of a b—" "Tryst – leave him alone. What did he do that was so horrible?" Sam, who had been quiet the whole time, intervened. "You couldn't possibly imagine..." Trystan spat. "Tryst – who is he?" ChloÄ asked innocently. Tryst looked at ChloÄ. "His name is Kirojou Almasy." Trystan replied.
"I never knew that your parents could scrape up enough money to send you to Balamb, Trystie." "Don't you dare call me that, Kirrie." Trystan shot back. "Okay, okay. No pet names. I get it. "Kirojou mumbled. "And my parents aren't poor." Trystan hissed; pulling back her right arm as if to punch Kirojou. "DON'T YOU DARE PUNCH KIRO!!!!" ChloÄ yelled, throwing herself infront of Kirojou. Trystan let her hand drop to her side.
The rest of the trip was uneventful and quiet. "BALAMB GARDEN." The conductor announced. Trystan grabbed her shoulder bag and walked out of the compartment without a word. "I'll go talk to her..." Sam offered, grabbing his whip and following Trystan. "She's a big girl, Sam. She'll get over it." ChloÄ yawned. Sam shook his head and continued on his way.
"Tryst? Are you okay?" Sam asked, getting off the train immediately after Trystan. "Just fine." Trystan replied bitterly, continuing to walk away. "Trystan, wait!" Sam yelled. Trystan didn't hear him. She was lost in a memory from four painful years ago...
Four years ago, Kirojou walked into Trystan's life. Two months after they met was Kirojous' birthday. And being so, Trystan gave Kirojou his red cloak with the white crosses on it. That was the day he asked her out. They dated for eight months, and, when everything appeared to be running smoothly, Trystan caught Kirojou cheating on her with her best friend, Noleen. Heart broken and distraught, Trystan demanded that Kirojou not be allowed anywhere near her until she said. Numerous times had Kirojou attempted to get near Trystan, but she wouldn't allow it. Then came the day, three years later when Trystan found out that Noleen had been murdered and Kirojou openly told her that it was he who had murdered Noleen. Even more distraught than before, Trystan fled to a cave by her house. Her mother had found her there, and promised not to tell Kirojou where she had gone. "He found me, mama... He found me..." Trystan had whispered to Selphie, Silent tears sliding down her cheeks. "Save me mama... save me, please... He'll... He'll kill me!! Ifrit, you've gotta protect me! You've gotta protect me..." Clutching her Moomba, Trystan began to sob into his fur. "Don't worry, Trystie. You're safe here for now. We won't let Kirojou get you. Your papa and I won't let him get you. I promise." Selphie had whispered.
"You kept your promise, mama. But Kirojou still found me..."Here, tears beginning to prickle the corners of Trystans' eyes. "He found me..." Trystan pitifully half-sobbed before passing out. "TRYSTAN!!" Sam yelled, running up to Trystan and helping her stand up. "God... please be okay, Tryst... MEDICAL ASSISTANCE!!" Sam yelled when he saw blood gently trickling down her face from a cut above her left eye. "HELP!" Sam frantically yelled again.