So, peoples, I have to offer up a HUGE apology! I suck big time!
Can I just say that! I know it's been a while since I updated this
story, but I had major writer's block, and my life has been busy, busy,
busy! But I am back for sure, and I have gotten this story finished up to
one final chapter! Then it's on to another story!!! I think I will do
another Quistis and Laguna, since I find this couple so intriguing...
hmm.... Well anyways, off to the story!
At the Ball
"So, I took my gunblade, pointed it right in his face, and said, 'Well then you'd better run, unless you want your arm attached to your ass!'" Seifer stood in the crowded ballroom, his Hyperion gunblade in hand, regaling a large group of giggling, costumed girls with one of his many stories.
"What a showoff." Zell said, as he watched Seifer from his place by the snacks.
"You're just jealous Zelly Welly!" Selphie said loudly as she adjusted her dress and mask.
"Jealous of what? His large sword, or his even larger ego?" Zell said to Selphie, "and don't call me Zelly Welly, my date might hear you!"
Selphie, not even registering a word Zell had just said, exclaimed, "Oh Look Zelly Welly! Here comes Squall and Rinoa!"
The couple walked up to Zell and Selphie. "Rinoa! I just love your costume!" Selphie yelled loudly, as the two girls hugged. "An angel. How beautiful!"
"Thanks Selph! Ooh! I just love your cat costume!" Rinoa said, as she touched Selphie's cat ears.
"And Squall, your umm.....where is your costume?" Selphie asked, as she looked Squall up and down.
Looking slightly annoyed, Squall pointed to a pair of small devil horns That were partially hidden amongst his hair. Selphie giggled, as Rinoa Turned Squall around, and pointed to a small red devil's tail that protruded from his backside.
"A devil! How cute are you Squall!" Selphie said, as she tugged on Squall's tail.
"It was hard enough to even get him to wear that." Rinoa said, smiling at Squall. "Of course, I couldn't get him to leave that darn gunblade in his room for anything." Rinoa laughed, as she put her arm around Squall's waist.
"Come on," Squall said, as he absent-mindedly put his arm around Rinoa's shoulders. "Someone has to keep order in case all chaos breaks loose..."
"Speaking of chaos..." Zell said, pointing behind Squall.
Squall turned to see Irvine Kinneas strolling up to the group. "He never fails to shock and amaze me" Zell said, laughing at Irvine's costume. He wore very little, except small black underwear, and a black bowtie around his neck. Oh, and of course his black cowboy hat.
"And just what are you supposed to be?" Rinoa asked giggling loudly.
"I'm an entertainer. A dancer. Here for the gals." Irvine said, tipping his hat, and winking as some girls staring at him. "Wanna see a dance?" Irvine asked, flashing his trademark grin.
Squall stepped between the cowboy, and his girlfriend and said, "Cool it Casanova, save the dancing for later." Just then a girl walked by, and slipped some gil into Irvine's underwear.
"See! Goodbye teaching! Hello stripping!" Irvine said, as he waved his hat around.
"You have major issues man." Zell said, shaking his head.
Just then the chatter in the ballroom died down significantly, and most of the attention was focused on the couple that had just entered the ballroom. Squall noticed the silence, and the shocked look on Irvine's face, and turned quickly to see what had happened.
"Oh man." Was all that Squall heard Zell say, as he realized who had just walked into the room.
"Why are they all staring..." Quistis remarked as she and Laguna walked slowly into the ballroom.
"I think they are speechless at the sight of your beautiful face." Laguna replied, trying to make light of the situation.
"Hmm..." Quistis thought, looking around the gorgeous ballroom. She heard a nearby boy whisper, "Look! The president of Esthar is Instructor Quistis' date! Weird!"
Quistis gave the boy a 'Go to hell' look, and the boy immediately turned his attention to a nearby flower.
"Laguna, would you like to dance?" Quistis asked, as a beautiful melody from the band broke the uncomfortable silence in the ballroom.
"Definitely." Laguna said. He and Quistis walked to the middle of the floor, and began to waltz to the enchanting tune.
Seifer watched the two dancing in the middle of the ballroom, as other students joined in around them. "Be ready Dante!" Seifer slyly whispered into his sleeve.
"AWWWW! Aren't they just the cutest!" Selphie clapped her hands cheerfully as she watched Quistis and Laguna dance together. She ran up to the couple with her camera in hand. "Hey Quis! Sir Laguna! Can I take your picture! Pleeeeeeeeeeease!!!???"
Quistis, who was used to Selphie's incessant whining said, "Sure Selphie, as long as Laguna doesn't mind."
Squall watched Laguna and Quistis talk to Selphie in silence. His face Was blank, not even showing a trace of the anger and confusion that was Boiling inside of him. The flash of Selphie's camera as she took the couple's picture snapped him back into reality. He left his chatting friends behind and walked quickly up to Quistis and Laguna, who had resumed dancing.
"Quistis, we need to talk. Now." Squall said, no longer bothering to hide the anger in his voice. Quistis had been anticipating this moment for a while. She said, "Of course Squall."
Laguna attempted to lay a reassuring hand on his son's shoulder, but Squall angrily jerked his shoulder away. "Maybe you could leave for a few minutes." Squall said, with coldness in his voice.
Laguna looked slightly hurt as Squall's tone, but he simply smiled and said, "Sure son...I mean...I'll just get something to drink."
Squall watched his father walk over to the bar and order himself a drink. He then followed Quistis over to a quiet corner.
Quistis spoke first. "Squall, I know you're upset at seeing us..."
"Upset! Upset! That isn't the word to describe how I feel now Quistis! What are you thinking showing up with him!" Squall was practically yelling at Quistis, but she wasn't one to just back down from an argument.
"First of all, you remember Squall, that I am an adult. If I want to date someone..."
"Date! Date! You are dating him. My fath-" Squall stopped himself and took a deep breath. He spoke more calmly. "Quistis, you are my good friend, and we have been through a lot together, and well...Laguna...he's...well you know what he is to me. I don't think that you need to be involved with someone like him. I mean he's 20 years older than you." Squall looked into Quistis' eyes and said quietly, "I just don't want to see you get hurt."
"Squall, I'm not a stupid person. Laguna is different. He is a kind, caring man. We're just two people, trying to get to know one another, and trying to have a nice time together. It's not like I'm going to marry him."
Meanwhile
Seifer watched Laguna at the bar, and Squall and Quistis engaged in heated conversation in a corner of the ballroom.
"I think it's time for a drink." He thought with a smile, as he approached Laguna and the bar. Seifer walked right up beside Laguna, but noticed that he was too busy watching Quistis and Squall to even notice anything else around him.
"Whiskey Sour, on the rocks! Make it quick!" Seifer ordered his favorite drink, and downed it in one gulp. The burning alcohol in his stomach, made him feistier than usual. He slid nearer to Laguna, and said quietly, "She's too good for you, asshole."
Laguna practically choked on his drink at Seifer's rude comment. He turned to Seifer quickly, and said, "Excuse me, but I think you need to step outside for some fresh air, son."
Seifer stood to his full height—a good foot taller than Laguna-and smirked. "Don't you dare call me 'son'. From what I hear, you can't even call yourself a father to your real son. Why don't you go back to your country, and carry on with pushing papers, shithead." Seifer's emerald eyes blazed with anger with his last words.
Now Laguna had learned over the years to deal with many things, a person's harsh words was one of them, but Laguna would only take so much, and someone insulting him to his face, to that degree, was tugging at his patience.
Laguna stood up from his seat, and though he was shorter that Seifer, he still walked up to him, and stood mere inches from the younger man's face. "You forget who you are talking to son." Laguna said, gritting his teeth.
Seifer inched his face closer to Laguna's. Their noses were almost touching. He opened his mouth to insult Laguna further when they were interrupted.
"Seifer! Laguna! What's going on here?" Quistis had finished her conversation with Squall, and seeing that she would never convince him that she and Laguna genuinely liked each other, she decided to end the argument, and find Laguna. "Is everything ok?" She asked as she walked up, and grasped Laguna's hand. Jealousy raged in Seifer, and it took all the self- control he possessed not to stab Laguna in the gut with his Hyperion.
"Oh everything's just great, instructor." Seifer, though hurting at the sight of Laguna and Quistis together, did not lose his smooth attitude. "Mr. Prez and I were just having a little talk. You know the weather, and what not."
"Come on Laguna," Quistis said, remembering how she and Seifer had kissed earlier that day. She wanted to get as far away from him as possible at the moment.
As they were walking away Laguna glared back at Seifer, who royally saluted Laguna, with his middle finger. "Eh, forget about that jerk," Laguna thought to himself. He and Quistis walked across the ballroom, and to a quiet corner.
"So, I am sure Squall wasn't to happy huh?" Laguna said quietly, as he stared down at his shoes.
"Oh, what can I say about Squall." Quistis said with an exhausted sigh. "He doesn't like too many things, especially change. He likes his routine. The same-old, same-old. And I guess my liking you has put a kink into his routine.
"So you do like me huh?" Laguna said, a goofy grin spreading across his face.
"Maybe." Quistis replied back, also smiling.
Wowsa! Whew! Well, this story's almost finished, and I promise that I will update very very soon!!! Thanks so much to all my faithful reviewers! I will definitely personally thank you guys at the conclusion of this story!
At the Ball
"So, I took my gunblade, pointed it right in his face, and said, 'Well then you'd better run, unless you want your arm attached to your ass!'" Seifer stood in the crowded ballroom, his Hyperion gunblade in hand, regaling a large group of giggling, costumed girls with one of his many stories.
"What a showoff." Zell said, as he watched Seifer from his place by the snacks.
"You're just jealous Zelly Welly!" Selphie said loudly as she adjusted her dress and mask.
"Jealous of what? His large sword, or his even larger ego?" Zell said to Selphie, "and don't call me Zelly Welly, my date might hear you!"
Selphie, not even registering a word Zell had just said, exclaimed, "Oh Look Zelly Welly! Here comes Squall and Rinoa!"
The couple walked up to Zell and Selphie. "Rinoa! I just love your costume!" Selphie yelled loudly, as the two girls hugged. "An angel. How beautiful!"
"Thanks Selph! Ooh! I just love your cat costume!" Rinoa said, as she touched Selphie's cat ears.
"And Squall, your umm.....where is your costume?" Selphie asked, as she looked Squall up and down.
Looking slightly annoyed, Squall pointed to a pair of small devil horns That were partially hidden amongst his hair. Selphie giggled, as Rinoa Turned Squall around, and pointed to a small red devil's tail that protruded from his backside.
"A devil! How cute are you Squall!" Selphie said, as she tugged on Squall's tail.
"It was hard enough to even get him to wear that." Rinoa said, smiling at Squall. "Of course, I couldn't get him to leave that darn gunblade in his room for anything." Rinoa laughed, as she put her arm around Squall's waist.
"Come on," Squall said, as he absent-mindedly put his arm around Rinoa's shoulders. "Someone has to keep order in case all chaos breaks loose..."
"Speaking of chaos..." Zell said, pointing behind Squall.
Squall turned to see Irvine Kinneas strolling up to the group. "He never fails to shock and amaze me" Zell said, laughing at Irvine's costume. He wore very little, except small black underwear, and a black bowtie around his neck. Oh, and of course his black cowboy hat.
"And just what are you supposed to be?" Rinoa asked giggling loudly.
"I'm an entertainer. A dancer. Here for the gals." Irvine said, tipping his hat, and winking as some girls staring at him. "Wanna see a dance?" Irvine asked, flashing his trademark grin.
Squall stepped between the cowboy, and his girlfriend and said, "Cool it Casanova, save the dancing for later." Just then a girl walked by, and slipped some gil into Irvine's underwear.
"See! Goodbye teaching! Hello stripping!" Irvine said, as he waved his hat around.
"You have major issues man." Zell said, shaking his head.
Just then the chatter in the ballroom died down significantly, and most of the attention was focused on the couple that had just entered the ballroom. Squall noticed the silence, and the shocked look on Irvine's face, and turned quickly to see what had happened.
"Oh man." Was all that Squall heard Zell say, as he realized who had just walked into the room.
"Why are they all staring..." Quistis remarked as she and Laguna walked slowly into the ballroom.
"I think they are speechless at the sight of your beautiful face." Laguna replied, trying to make light of the situation.
"Hmm..." Quistis thought, looking around the gorgeous ballroom. She heard a nearby boy whisper, "Look! The president of Esthar is Instructor Quistis' date! Weird!"
Quistis gave the boy a 'Go to hell' look, and the boy immediately turned his attention to a nearby flower.
"Laguna, would you like to dance?" Quistis asked, as a beautiful melody from the band broke the uncomfortable silence in the ballroom.
"Definitely." Laguna said. He and Quistis walked to the middle of the floor, and began to waltz to the enchanting tune.
Seifer watched the two dancing in the middle of the ballroom, as other students joined in around them. "Be ready Dante!" Seifer slyly whispered into his sleeve.
"AWWWW! Aren't they just the cutest!" Selphie clapped her hands cheerfully as she watched Quistis and Laguna dance together. She ran up to the couple with her camera in hand. "Hey Quis! Sir Laguna! Can I take your picture! Pleeeeeeeeeeease!!!???"
Quistis, who was used to Selphie's incessant whining said, "Sure Selphie, as long as Laguna doesn't mind."
Squall watched Laguna and Quistis talk to Selphie in silence. His face Was blank, not even showing a trace of the anger and confusion that was Boiling inside of him. The flash of Selphie's camera as she took the couple's picture snapped him back into reality. He left his chatting friends behind and walked quickly up to Quistis and Laguna, who had resumed dancing.
"Quistis, we need to talk. Now." Squall said, no longer bothering to hide the anger in his voice. Quistis had been anticipating this moment for a while. She said, "Of course Squall."
Laguna attempted to lay a reassuring hand on his son's shoulder, but Squall angrily jerked his shoulder away. "Maybe you could leave for a few minutes." Squall said, with coldness in his voice.
Laguna looked slightly hurt as Squall's tone, but he simply smiled and said, "Sure son...I mean...I'll just get something to drink."
Squall watched his father walk over to the bar and order himself a drink. He then followed Quistis over to a quiet corner.
Quistis spoke first. "Squall, I know you're upset at seeing us..."
"Upset! Upset! That isn't the word to describe how I feel now Quistis! What are you thinking showing up with him!" Squall was practically yelling at Quistis, but she wasn't one to just back down from an argument.
"First of all, you remember Squall, that I am an adult. If I want to date someone..."
"Date! Date! You are dating him. My fath-" Squall stopped himself and took a deep breath. He spoke more calmly. "Quistis, you are my good friend, and we have been through a lot together, and well...Laguna...he's...well you know what he is to me. I don't think that you need to be involved with someone like him. I mean he's 20 years older than you." Squall looked into Quistis' eyes and said quietly, "I just don't want to see you get hurt."
"Squall, I'm not a stupid person. Laguna is different. He is a kind, caring man. We're just two people, trying to get to know one another, and trying to have a nice time together. It's not like I'm going to marry him."
Meanwhile
Seifer watched Laguna at the bar, and Squall and Quistis engaged in heated conversation in a corner of the ballroom.
"I think it's time for a drink." He thought with a smile, as he approached Laguna and the bar. Seifer walked right up beside Laguna, but noticed that he was too busy watching Quistis and Squall to even notice anything else around him.
"Whiskey Sour, on the rocks! Make it quick!" Seifer ordered his favorite drink, and downed it in one gulp. The burning alcohol in his stomach, made him feistier than usual. He slid nearer to Laguna, and said quietly, "She's too good for you, asshole."
Laguna practically choked on his drink at Seifer's rude comment. He turned to Seifer quickly, and said, "Excuse me, but I think you need to step outside for some fresh air, son."
Seifer stood to his full height—a good foot taller than Laguna-and smirked. "Don't you dare call me 'son'. From what I hear, you can't even call yourself a father to your real son. Why don't you go back to your country, and carry on with pushing papers, shithead." Seifer's emerald eyes blazed with anger with his last words.
Now Laguna had learned over the years to deal with many things, a person's harsh words was one of them, but Laguna would only take so much, and someone insulting him to his face, to that degree, was tugging at his patience.
Laguna stood up from his seat, and though he was shorter that Seifer, he still walked up to him, and stood mere inches from the younger man's face. "You forget who you are talking to son." Laguna said, gritting his teeth.
Seifer inched his face closer to Laguna's. Their noses were almost touching. He opened his mouth to insult Laguna further when they were interrupted.
"Seifer! Laguna! What's going on here?" Quistis had finished her conversation with Squall, and seeing that she would never convince him that she and Laguna genuinely liked each other, she decided to end the argument, and find Laguna. "Is everything ok?" She asked as she walked up, and grasped Laguna's hand. Jealousy raged in Seifer, and it took all the self- control he possessed not to stab Laguna in the gut with his Hyperion.
"Oh everything's just great, instructor." Seifer, though hurting at the sight of Laguna and Quistis together, did not lose his smooth attitude. "Mr. Prez and I were just having a little talk. You know the weather, and what not."
"Come on Laguna," Quistis said, remembering how she and Seifer had kissed earlier that day. She wanted to get as far away from him as possible at the moment.
As they were walking away Laguna glared back at Seifer, who royally saluted Laguna, with his middle finger. "Eh, forget about that jerk," Laguna thought to himself. He and Quistis walked across the ballroom, and to a quiet corner.
"So, I am sure Squall wasn't to happy huh?" Laguna said quietly, as he stared down at his shoes.
"Oh, what can I say about Squall." Quistis said with an exhausted sigh. "He doesn't like too many things, especially change. He likes his routine. The same-old, same-old. And I guess my liking you has put a kink into his routine.
"So you do like me huh?" Laguna said, a goofy grin spreading across his face.
"Maybe." Quistis replied back, also smiling.
Wowsa! Whew! Well, this story's almost finished, and I promise that I will update very very soon!!! Thanks so much to all my faithful reviewers! I will definitely personally thank you guys at the conclusion of this story!