It was nighttime in a fairly large city. The residents of the city were enjoying a colorful parade that marched all over the city. Aside from the dancers, the main float seemed to be the center of attention. Upon the float, there was a young, blonde-haired boy, standing proudly with his hands on his hips. Behind him sat a middle-aged woman, who wore a tight and long, purple dress and a strange ornament on the back of her shoulders. It was the woman that everyone was cheering for. The young boy didn't mind that he wasn't the center of attention. He was just glad to be by the side of such a great woman… and then he awoke.
Young Seifer Almasy was awakened by the sunlight shining through his window and into his eyes. "Oh, man…" He moaned, as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "It was just a dream. Too bad."
He climbed out of bed and began his usual morning routine. Once he was fully clothed, he began making his way to the cafeteria for breakfast. "I wonder who that girl was…" He said to himself, as he walked.
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Meanwhile, Young Squall Leonhart was on time for his first class of the day. He waited at his seat the full five minutes, until class started, when the instructor walked in. "Good morning, class." The instructor greeted. "Please take your seats."
The instructor walked over to stand next to her desk. She sat down a clipboard onto her desk and was about to begin speaking, when Seifer entered the room. "Sorry, I'm late." Seifer said, casually, as he made his way to his seat.
(Everyday the same thing.) The instructor thought. "Class? I would like to begin today's class by introducing a new member of Balamb Garden. Everyone, this is Quistis Trepe."
As she indicated the door with her right hand, a ten-year-old, blonde-haired girl entered the classroom. The young girl walked, nervously, over to stand next to the instructor, watching all of the staring eyes that were staring right at her. Once Quistis came to a stop, everyone said their own 'hello', except for Squall, who remained silent. "Quistis?" The instructor said, getting the younger girl's attention. "Why don't you take a seat over there?"
Quistis walked over to the front, corner-right seat and sat down. As the instructor began her lesson, Quistis looked about the classroom, observing the features of her new classmates. When her eyes passed by Squall, she looked back to the instructor to catch part of the lecture, and then her eyes returned to Squall. (Why does he look so familiar?) She thought.
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After a long lecture about the meaning of SeeD, most of the students left the classroom for some free time, while the others remained in their seats, waiting for their next instructor to enter. Squall was amongst those leaving for free time. He decided that spending some time in the training center might do him some good, so he headed for the elevator. "Going to the training center again?" He heard Seifer say from behind him. "If you were as good as me, you wouldn't need to train."
Squall stopped, listening to Seifer's remarks. (As good as you?) He thought. (If I can beat him, maybe I'll be strong enough to take care of myself. And maybe Sis will come back, then.) He turned around to face Seifer, raised his fists, and challenged, "Prove it."
"You wanna fight me? Well, ok. If you wanna be beaten that badly." Seifer said, and then raised his own fists.
Seifer led off by charging right for Squall. Squall waited until Seifer was right in front of him, and then sidestepped, dodging the attack. About midway into his side step, Squall raised his leg and it went right into Seifer's stomach. Seifer clutched at his stomach, but quickly recovered, delivering a punch into Squall's ribs. Squall hadn't recovered from his previous dodge and was knocked to the floor. Before he could get back onto his feet, Seifer walked over and sat down on Squall's stomach and pinned his arms to the floor. "Why don't you just give up and go cry to one of the instructors?" He suggested.
Fighting the ache in his ribs, Squall countered, "I gotta do my best by myself or else I won't be able to see Sis." With that, Squall snapped his arms free and sent a quick punch up into Seifer's nose, knocking him off.
Seifer held his now bleeding nose with both hands, as he fell backwards. Soon, he switched to holding his nose with one hand and watched as Squall began crawling backwards. Seifer returned to his position on Squall's stomach, stopping the younger boy from going any further. Then, he delivered one of his own punches, giving Squall the same courtesy. He didn't stop there, however. Seifer just kept at it with his punches and backhanders… then, someone shouted from the sidelines, "Stop it! No more!"
Quistis ran into the fray and separated the two boys. "This is none of your business!" Seifer shouted at her.
"Can't you see he can't fight anymore?" Quistis said, indicating a badly hurt Squall.
Seifer looked down at his opponent, and then got to his feet. "Yeah, well… he started it." With that, he started for the infirmary to get treated.
Quistis knelt down on her knees to help Squall sit up. "Are you ok?" She asked.
"…Whatever." Squall said, as he stood to feet, wobbly.
Squall began his trek to the infirmary, but was stopped when he heard Quistis ask, "Will you tell me your name?"
"I'm Squall." Squall answered after a few seconds.
"I'm Quistis." Quistis said back. "Your name sounds really familiar to me. Does mine sound familiar to you?"
"…No." With that, Squall made his way to the infirmary.
Sefie Tilmitt: Well, that chapter was kinda short, wasn't it? Anyway, how was it? Good? Bad? Should I make the fight longer?