Author's Note: Here it is you impatient people! Those of which I will not
name. (stares at Quall Princess) The Selphie Seifer chapter. In response
to the people who wanted to know, I don't hate hate Irvine. It's just that
he was incredibly annoying in the game girl-wise and that I used the "I'm
being a bitch so I'll just leave" with Rinoa and I didn't really know any
other way to get rid of Irvine. Deal with it!! J/k anyway r&r. This
chapter is very good and can only get better.
Frustration Rising
Selphie stared out the window as the scenery passed by. Galbadia was beautiful to just watch. The birds seemed in sync with the monsters and butterflies. When the birds swoop down to eat the butterfly, the monster would jump up to eat the bird scaring it, but the butterfly would tickle the monster's nose causing it to sneeze. And the process would continue. Selphie smiled. The world made sense again. There was a noise from the cabin.
"Will you just sit down for two seconds?!" Seifer's voice clearly rang through. There was a rustling sound as if someone was chasing another. "HEY! PUT THAT DOWN!"
Selphie giggled. She was surprised he hadn't killed the poor moomba yet. There was some more rustling around and then suddenly there was a loud thump.
THUMP!
Selphie entered the cabin and was startled by the sight. Apparently what happened was that Seifer had finally caught the moomba, but they were going so fast that they both slammed into the wall. Seifer and the moomba rubbed their heads furiously. She scolded them in between fits of giggling.
"Sit down. The both of you." She ordered. To her surprise, they did.
"You know Selphie, I don't know why they call this a white haired moomba. He looks like a regular moomba to me." Seifer speculated on the obvious. On all accounts, the moomba looked like any other moomba except for one difference.
"Seifer. Remember I told you that the hair grew in an interesting place?" She was confirmed by a nod of his head. "Well, the um, the hair grows on his ass."
Seifer's face went blank. Then it shifted to disgust. Then to anger.
"You! You made me hold him! I probably touched his white ass hairs!" He stated pointing his finger. The moomba laughed. "You shut the fuck up!" He was visibly upset. At that moment, Selphie put her finger to Seifer's mouth.
"Shhhh." Was all she said. She let her finger drag from his lips down to his chest. She pressed her palm flat on his chest and drew her head close to him while her other hand reached around the small of his back. It surprised him, but at least she was just hugging him this time. He gave in letting his arm wrap around her shoulders, drawing her in closer.
"Mmmm, that feels nice." She said softly. A sigh coming from Seifer told her that he agreed. It was nice, he thought. She's warm and comfortable and she smelled so DAMNED good. It was almost orgasmic. Damn that sexy Selphie. It was just a nice moment till a hand touched his ass. His eyes widened. Damn Selphie, he thought. Neither of them realized that it wasn't her and actually the moomba, but I'm not gonna tell. Are you? Seifer continued to let his mind wonder. Well, he thought, I've gone this far. Why not. He let his hand slide down off her shoulders to the small of her back and then over her small, yet perky cheeks. She sucked in her breath as her heart began to race. She didn't expect that he would take the initiative. She looked up and in an instant, their eyes met.
"I. I didn't think this would happen." Selphie stammered as her breathing become slightly more rapid. Seifer smiled slightly.
"Well, let's not kill the moment by saying stupid things." He said as he lowered his head down closer to hers. Her breathing stopped all together now. She closed her eyes and waited for his lips to meet hers.
Suddenly, the cabin door opened. Seifer backed away from Selphie as the person entered. Selphie nearly fell over, but managed to catch her footing. The man was dark with black spikey hair. It looked like his eyes were closed though, but apparently he could see. He saw Selphie and his face flushed red.
"HI MY NAME IS BROCK! WHAT'S YOURS?" Brock was mere inches away which made Selphie nervous.
"Selphie, my name is Selphie." She tried to sound distant so to be uninterested.
"WHAT A PRETTY NAME FOR A BEAUTIFUL LADY! I LOVE YOU! MARRY ME SO I CAN FINALLY LOSE MY V...." Brock's rambling was cut short when Seifer's fist met his face. Brock flew across the room and hit the wall with a thump.
THUMP!!!
"SEIFER!" She exclaimed. He saved me again, she thought. My knight in shining armor. She envisioned Seifer on a pure white steed in shining armor with a beer in his hand. "What?" was all he said as he patted the horse on the head and then took a swig of the beer.
"My Hero!" She said as she flung her arms around Seifer's neck. She closed eyes and puckered her lips again. Seifer's brow started to sweat. The moment kind of passed and now it seemed awkward. Just then the train stopped and the doors slid open.
"Oh, we're here." He said as he broke away from Selphie. "Let's get going." He said and then exited the train. Selphie just stood there for a moment staring at the ceiling frustrated. She sighed and turned to the moomba.
"I wonder if Quistis is having this much trouble with Squall." She said as she left with moomba in hand. "I hope this isn't Brock's stop." She said giggling as the doors slid shut with Brock inside still unconscious.
Frustration Rising
Selphie stared out the window as the scenery passed by. Galbadia was beautiful to just watch. The birds seemed in sync with the monsters and butterflies. When the birds swoop down to eat the butterfly, the monster would jump up to eat the bird scaring it, but the butterfly would tickle the monster's nose causing it to sneeze. And the process would continue. Selphie smiled. The world made sense again. There was a noise from the cabin.
"Will you just sit down for two seconds?!" Seifer's voice clearly rang through. There was a rustling sound as if someone was chasing another. "HEY! PUT THAT DOWN!"
Selphie giggled. She was surprised he hadn't killed the poor moomba yet. There was some more rustling around and then suddenly there was a loud thump.
THUMP!
Selphie entered the cabin and was startled by the sight. Apparently what happened was that Seifer had finally caught the moomba, but they were going so fast that they both slammed into the wall. Seifer and the moomba rubbed their heads furiously. She scolded them in between fits of giggling.
"Sit down. The both of you." She ordered. To her surprise, they did.
"You know Selphie, I don't know why they call this a white haired moomba. He looks like a regular moomba to me." Seifer speculated on the obvious. On all accounts, the moomba looked like any other moomba except for one difference.
"Seifer. Remember I told you that the hair grew in an interesting place?" She was confirmed by a nod of his head. "Well, the um, the hair grows on his ass."
Seifer's face went blank. Then it shifted to disgust. Then to anger.
"You! You made me hold him! I probably touched his white ass hairs!" He stated pointing his finger. The moomba laughed. "You shut the fuck up!" He was visibly upset. At that moment, Selphie put her finger to Seifer's mouth.
"Shhhh." Was all she said. She let her finger drag from his lips down to his chest. She pressed her palm flat on his chest and drew her head close to him while her other hand reached around the small of his back. It surprised him, but at least she was just hugging him this time. He gave in letting his arm wrap around her shoulders, drawing her in closer.
"Mmmm, that feels nice." She said softly. A sigh coming from Seifer told her that he agreed. It was nice, he thought. She's warm and comfortable and she smelled so DAMNED good. It was almost orgasmic. Damn that sexy Selphie. It was just a nice moment till a hand touched his ass. His eyes widened. Damn Selphie, he thought. Neither of them realized that it wasn't her and actually the moomba, but I'm not gonna tell. Are you? Seifer continued to let his mind wonder. Well, he thought, I've gone this far. Why not. He let his hand slide down off her shoulders to the small of her back and then over her small, yet perky cheeks. She sucked in her breath as her heart began to race. She didn't expect that he would take the initiative. She looked up and in an instant, their eyes met.
"I. I didn't think this would happen." Selphie stammered as her breathing become slightly more rapid. Seifer smiled slightly.
"Well, let's not kill the moment by saying stupid things." He said as he lowered his head down closer to hers. Her breathing stopped all together now. She closed her eyes and waited for his lips to meet hers.
Suddenly, the cabin door opened. Seifer backed away from Selphie as the person entered. Selphie nearly fell over, but managed to catch her footing. The man was dark with black spikey hair. It looked like his eyes were closed though, but apparently he could see. He saw Selphie and his face flushed red.
"HI MY NAME IS BROCK! WHAT'S YOURS?" Brock was mere inches away which made Selphie nervous.
"Selphie, my name is Selphie." She tried to sound distant so to be uninterested.
"WHAT A PRETTY NAME FOR A BEAUTIFUL LADY! I LOVE YOU! MARRY ME SO I CAN FINALLY LOSE MY V...." Brock's rambling was cut short when Seifer's fist met his face. Brock flew across the room and hit the wall with a thump.
THUMP!!!
"SEIFER!" She exclaimed. He saved me again, she thought. My knight in shining armor. She envisioned Seifer on a pure white steed in shining armor with a beer in his hand. "What?" was all he said as he patted the horse on the head and then took a swig of the beer.
"My Hero!" She said as she flung her arms around Seifer's neck. She closed eyes and puckered her lips again. Seifer's brow started to sweat. The moment kind of passed and now it seemed awkward. Just then the train stopped and the doors slid open.
"Oh, we're here." He said as he broke away from Selphie. "Let's get going." He said and then exited the train. Selphie just stood there for a moment staring at the ceiling frustrated. She sighed and turned to the moomba.
"I wonder if Quistis is having this much trouble with Squall." She said as she left with moomba in hand. "I hope this isn't Brock's stop." She said giggling as the doors slid shut with Brock inside still unconscious.