Chapter 16
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the charaters featured in this fic. So dun look for me should you find the characters unsatisfactory or is highly interested in buying the characters. Whichever the case, go look for Squaresoft. A word of advice, don't bother trying. They are a bunch of mean old cronies who are exceptionally good with designing electronic games and RPG characters.
Quistis' POV
I clipped Save the Queen back onto my holder and got all the junior classmen to gather. "All right, that's enough for the day. I see that you've made some progress, but we'll meet here again next week at the same time. If you want extra lessons and think you are up to it, you can join the senior classes on Fridays. But please inform me about your participation beforehand. Please rest well. Dismissed." I made sure that all the junior classmen went out of the training centre before exiting myself. I walked back to my dormitory and got myself ready for my night appointment with Seifer. I took off my shoes and went my cupboard, trying to decide what to wear. I looked at the three sets of peach-coloured battle suit and thought at once not to put it on. I looked at the dresses. nah, too dressy. In the end, I picked up a spegetti with a matching cardigan in matching pastel colours and a pair of denim jeans since it wasn't a very cold night. I took out a matching handbag and dropped in the bare essentials (wallet, mobile, lipgloss, tissues and compact) before slipping on my footwear. I picked out a pair hightops in a shade of grey after thinking that the sandals would not be much protection for my foot and we would be doing a fair bit of walking. Then I clipped my Save the Queen to the side of my jeans before closing the door ofmy room behind me.
I wondered if a pizza and some fish would be sufficent, so I bought some sandwiches and jelly. If we wanted the jelly to be cold, it would be a simple matter of casting Blizzard on it. I moved to the front gate and waited for him. I looked at my watch. Well, he should be here anytime soon. Suddenly I heard a honking from behind me. I spun around and saw Seifer in a car. I asked incredulously "Where are you hurrying to?" not thinking that the fishing pier was considerably far away.
It was Seifer's turn to stare. "Well you can't expect us to walk all the way to the pier can you? By the time we get there, the fishes would already be asleep if walked. So, hop in."
I stepped over the railing and got onto the seat next to him and we were off. "Where are we going to get our dinner? I already got some sandwiches and jelly as backup." Seifer gave a chuckle and said "Why, you've got no confidence in my culinary and fishing skills? As for the pizza, it's already on the back seat. We can always warm it up if it gets cold. We can have a small barbeque to roast the fish. The fish taste exceptionally nice this way."
We chatted during the entire ride, laughing at each other's jokes. He spoke up just as we finished talking about the last joke. "That was riddiculous.Ah, we're here." He maneuvered the car onto the pier. The pier was, just as he said, deserted. We hopped off and went to the back, taking out the food and beverage, fishing rods along with a small set of portable table and chairs. Once we were comfortable, we cast out the lines. As we waited for the fish to be hooked, we had another conversation while eating a slice or two of the pizza. But it barely lasted 20 minutes, because, afterwhich we were too busy reeling the fishes in. We had more than enogh fish to last us for dinner within an hour. Then we decided to go to the beach nearby to finish the rest of our meal and barbeque our fish. We drove for five minutes and found a suitable spot. We set up only the barbeque stand since we would sit either in the car or on the beach. Once the fish was barbequed, we brought all our food and beverage, took off our shoes and sat on the sand. We started on the fish as soon as there was only half the pizza left.
"God, this is so delicious! It tastes even better than what I get at the gourmet fish restaurant. You might have been a world class cook!"I exclaimed in surprise.
"What did I tell ya. But if I was a gourmet cook, would I be enjoying your company, eating the fish we caught and roasted? I wouldn't even have met you!" he said in between mouthfuls. "And that, would have been the one regret of my life."
I blushed just a slight bit upon hearing that. I decided to return his compliment. "Thanks. If I was a selfish person, I would be glad you aren't a gourmet cook, coz I wouldn't want to share your marvellous cooking with anyone else! It's so nice, I won't mind eating eat everyday. Then I'd have a type of food to be crazy about, just like how Zell is obsessed with hotdogs."I finished with a slight giggle. Seifer laughed and said something which made me blush even further. "That would be nice. Except that you would have to promise me that you won't choke just like him at the party after the Sorceress War . I don't want you dead. That is, if I had the chance to cook for you everyday. And there would be no possibility of me doing the procedre with another girl. Coz I'd already have you and you are, to me at least, the best girl on Gaia."
I turned my flushed face to look at him and met his eyes. I felt as though I was an ice cube melting in a sea of jade flames, with all the emotions flowing from his eyes and soul. Then, without any warning or hesitation whatsoever, he embraced me and gently planted his lips on mine. I felt a little bit of soft, warm wetness on my lips and I allowed it into my mouth, upon realising that it was his tongue. We totally went for it. It was so intense, it is a wonder that we did not suffocate. It was, in fact, the first kiss I ever got. Initially, I was nervous, but I caught up with his 'rhythm' and gave him back the kiss. He got even more active upon getting my reply, which resulted in a stronger kiss from me. We sort of lost all contact with the world. His arm moved up my back underneath the spegetti. I gave a slight shudder but made no resistance against that. After all, no point denying it, in a warped way I was enjoying myself. Then, we found ourselves flat on the sand, in a very suggestive position. Who knows what could have happened, had we not suddenly been stirred by footsteps that were not far away from us. We unglued from each other, feeling as though Christmas was suddenly cancelled. We both felt totally disappointed yet somehow relieved. What would happen to the both of us if we ended up with a "little Quistis or little Seifer"? We left the idea of reproduction alone for a period of time.
The thing, or rather person, was a small girl holding a basket of roses. She walked up to Seifer and asked "Sir, would you like to buy some fresh roses for your girlfriend? They were freshly picked from the garden just this afternoon."
Seifer, though still feeling a bit upset, managed to pull himself together and said "I'll take the whole lot."pulling out his wallet from his back pocket. "Thank you so much, sir!" smiled the girl gratefully, passing the flowers, along with the basket, to him. "May you have an enjoyable evening!" was her parting reply as she skipped away. Talk about the worse thing possible to say! Thank god Seifer was more restrained nowadays and the person who intruded on us was a little girl, otherwise, he would have killed the intruder. I tried to ease the tension by saying "Well, too bad we were disturbed. At least it was only a little girl. Imagine how it would be like if we were seen by the other SeeD members! But, isn't it weird? Isn't this place usually deserted?"
Seifer only gave a shrug, having a slight difficulty in hiding his disappointment. Not that I blamed him. We ate the rest of our dinner in silence and disappointment and left before 9.30 pm. (The sandwiches and jelly and ended up as my supper and snacks.)
The Narrator's POV (during the date)
"I'm feeling seasick and I'm not even on a ship yet! For pete's sake, Irvine, drive the car properly!" complained Zell, looking at the verge of throwing up as the 4 wheel drive went onto a rocky patch. The rest of the group stiffled their giggles. Another jolt and Zell stuck his head out, emptying the supply of half digested hotdogs in his stomach onto the road. Selphie, out of good will, patted him on his back and asked "Are you okay? Try these, they might help." She took out a small packet of preserved plums. "I love these. They act as a great snack and can help you feel less uncomfortable when you feel like projectile vomiting. Don't worry, this is how I feel when I'm on boats to small to resist the rocking waves."she said as she tore the packet open and offered the plums to Zell.
"Would I receive such good treatment as well? If I fall sick that is."said Irvine teasingly, while fiddling with the receiver on his lap. Selphie said innocently "Of course, all of you are my friends! And I believe that all my friends deserve to be treated nicely." Either Selphie didn't realise that Irvine was baiting and gave him the reply which he did not wish for or she was merely ignoring the taunt. But let's give her the benefit of doubt.
"Well, you were the one who suggested that we try the mountains! So you only have yourself to blame! After all, we could've used the cover of the trees!" commented Squall savagely from the wheel, even though he felt rather bad about Zell's carsickness.
"Can't you stop being so horrible towards Zell? He's already miserable enough. I mean, it's not as though he was out to destroy himself or this 'mission'. He only meant well!"replied Rinoa soothingly, for Zell was causing yet another ant-sized tsunami on the road. Squall made no attempt to reply, but concentrated on driving instead. "Thanks, Rinoa. I really appreciate that. I hope this ride won't be much longer. Look, the little girl isn't feeling too well either."went Zell, sounding and looking so weak that he could have been a zombie, as he pointed to the last and most important person of the group.
The little girl, who had stayed silent during the entire conversation, was not feeling very well, just as Zell had informed the group. She was indeed the florist's daughter. Zell got his mother to ask the florist, who was close to her, to do him a favour. And so there the girl was. She looked innocently beautiful yet pitiful with a basket of roses next to her and her face contorted in a manner that told the crowd that there was another uncomfortable person on board. Fortunately for her and Zell, they soon reached their destination, which was the plateau near that stretch of beach which Seifer and Quistis were headed for, where they could spy on them without being caught.
"So, is the transmitter ready?" asked Zell, looking a lot better once he got of the car. He poked his head over Irvine's shoulder. "Sure it's done. Now, time to attach it to the basket and start spying! Little girl, we really owe you one. Be careful, okay? Should you need help from monsters, do not hesitate to scream for it! I don't want to lose a chance to see a cute teen like you 10 years later!" said Irvine with a smile, patting the girl on her shoulder as she turned to walk down the slope.
****** 10 minutes later. Zell, who was watching the progress of the girl suddenly gave a shout. "Oh my god! I'm really getting some graphics here! And it will be ruined coz we didn't have the sense to give the girl a transmitter!"
Irvine immediately shove Zell away, trying to get a look at the screen. "Damn! The happy couple's already in the heat and we're ruining it! Anyone of you. Too late." he moaned as though in pain. It was understandable why. He wished to improve the chances for the couple, not ruin it! And here he was, ruining their private moment!
******************************************************************* Well, that's the end of this chappy. Hope the wait wasn't too long. I don't really have anything to say about this chappy, but I think that you must be pretty upset that the couple didn't get their way right? But well, let's say you'll be grinning in a short while. Remember to review! Or I shall come after you with the chopper! *Grin* Harle ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the charaters featured in this fic. So dun look for me should you find the characters unsatisfactory or is highly interested in buying the characters. Whichever the case, go look for Squaresoft. A word of advice, don't bother trying. They are a bunch of mean old cronies who are exceptionally good with designing electronic games and RPG characters.
Quistis' POV
I clipped Save the Queen back onto my holder and got all the junior classmen to gather. "All right, that's enough for the day. I see that you've made some progress, but we'll meet here again next week at the same time. If you want extra lessons and think you are up to it, you can join the senior classes on Fridays. But please inform me about your participation beforehand. Please rest well. Dismissed." I made sure that all the junior classmen went out of the training centre before exiting myself. I walked back to my dormitory and got myself ready for my night appointment with Seifer. I took off my shoes and went my cupboard, trying to decide what to wear. I looked at the three sets of peach-coloured battle suit and thought at once not to put it on. I looked at the dresses. nah, too dressy. In the end, I picked up a spegetti with a matching cardigan in matching pastel colours and a pair of denim jeans since it wasn't a very cold night. I took out a matching handbag and dropped in the bare essentials (wallet, mobile, lipgloss, tissues and compact) before slipping on my footwear. I picked out a pair hightops in a shade of grey after thinking that the sandals would not be much protection for my foot and we would be doing a fair bit of walking. Then I clipped my Save the Queen to the side of my jeans before closing the door ofmy room behind me.
I wondered if a pizza and some fish would be sufficent, so I bought some sandwiches and jelly. If we wanted the jelly to be cold, it would be a simple matter of casting Blizzard on it. I moved to the front gate and waited for him. I looked at my watch. Well, he should be here anytime soon. Suddenly I heard a honking from behind me. I spun around and saw Seifer in a car. I asked incredulously "Where are you hurrying to?" not thinking that the fishing pier was considerably far away.
It was Seifer's turn to stare. "Well you can't expect us to walk all the way to the pier can you? By the time we get there, the fishes would already be asleep if walked. So, hop in."
I stepped over the railing and got onto the seat next to him and we were off. "Where are we going to get our dinner? I already got some sandwiches and jelly as backup." Seifer gave a chuckle and said "Why, you've got no confidence in my culinary and fishing skills? As for the pizza, it's already on the back seat. We can always warm it up if it gets cold. We can have a small barbeque to roast the fish. The fish taste exceptionally nice this way."
We chatted during the entire ride, laughing at each other's jokes. He spoke up just as we finished talking about the last joke. "That was riddiculous.Ah, we're here." He maneuvered the car onto the pier. The pier was, just as he said, deserted. We hopped off and went to the back, taking out the food and beverage, fishing rods along with a small set of portable table and chairs. Once we were comfortable, we cast out the lines. As we waited for the fish to be hooked, we had another conversation while eating a slice or two of the pizza. But it barely lasted 20 minutes, because, afterwhich we were too busy reeling the fishes in. We had more than enogh fish to last us for dinner within an hour. Then we decided to go to the beach nearby to finish the rest of our meal and barbeque our fish. We drove for five minutes and found a suitable spot. We set up only the barbeque stand since we would sit either in the car or on the beach. Once the fish was barbequed, we brought all our food and beverage, took off our shoes and sat on the sand. We started on the fish as soon as there was only half the pizza left.
"God, this is so delicious! It tastes even better than what I get at the gourmet fish restaurant. You might have been a world class cook!"I exclaimed in surprise.
"What did I tell ya. But if I was a gourmet cook, would I be enjoying your company, eating the fish we caught and roasted? I wouldn't even have met you!" he said in between mouthfuls. "And that, would have been the one regret of my life."
I blushed just a slight bit upon hearing that. I decided to return his compliment. "Thanks. If I was a selfish person, I would be glad you aren't a gourmet cook, coz I wouldn't want to share your marvellous cooking with anyone else! It's so nice, I won't mind eating eat everyday. Then I'd have a type of food to be crazy about, just like how Zell is obsessed with hotdogs."I finished with a slight giggle. Seifer laughed and said something which made me blush even further. "That would be nice. Except that you would have to promise me that you won't choke just like him at the party after the Sorceress War . I don't want you dead. That is, if I had the chance to cook for you everyday. And there would be no possibility of me doing the procedre with another girl. Coz I'd already have you and you are, to me at least, the best girl on Gaia."
I turned my flushed face to look at him and met his eyes. I felt as though I was an ice cube melting in a sea of jade flames, with all the emotions flowing from his eyes and soul. Then, without any warning or hesitation whatsoever, he embraced me and gently planted his lips on mine. I felt a little bit of soft, warm wetness on my lips and I allowed it into my mouth, upon realising that it was his tongue. We totally went for it. It was so intense, it is a wonder that we did not suffocate. It was, in fact, the first kiss I ever got. Initially, I was nervous, but I caught up with his 'rhythm' and gave him back the kiss. He got even more active upon getting my reply, which resulted in a stronger kiss from me. We sort of lost all contact with the world. His arm moved up my back underneath the spegetti. I gave a slight shudder but made no resistance against that. After all, no point denying it, in a warped way I was enjoying myself. Then, we found ourselves flat on the sand, in a very suggestive position. Who knows what could have happened, had we not suddenly been stirred by footsteps that were not far away from us. We unglued from each other, feeling as though Christmas was suddenly cancelled. We both felt totally disappointed yet somehow relieved. What would happen to the both of us if we ended up with a "little Quistis or little Seifer"? We left the idea of reproduction alone for a period of time.
The thing, or rather person, was a small girl holding a basket of roses. She walked up to Seifer and asked "Sir, would you like to buy some fresh roses for your girlfriend? They were freshly picked from the garden just this afternoon."
Seifer, though still feeling a bit upset, managed to pull himself together and said "I'll take the whole lot."pulling out his wallet from his back pocket. "Thank you so much, sir!" smiled the girl gratefully, passing the flowers, along with the basket, to him. "May you have an enjoyable evening!" was her parting reply as she skipped away. Talk about the worse thing possible to say! Thank god Seifer was more restrained nowadays and the person who intruded on us was a little girl, otherwise, he would have killed the intruder. I tried to ease the tension by saying "Well, too bad we were disturbed. At least it was only a little girl. Imagine how it would be like if we were seen by the other SeeD members! But, isn't it weird? Isn't this place usually deserted?"
Seifer only gave a shrug, having a slight difficulty in hiding his disappointment. Not that I blamed him. We ate the rest of our dinner in silence and disappointment and left before 9.30 pm. (The sandwiches and jelly and ended up as my supper and snacks.)
The Narrator's POV (during the date)
"I'm feeling seasick and I'm not even on a ship yet! For pete's sake, Irvine, drive the car properly!" complained Zell, looking at the verge of throwing up as the 4 wheel drive went onto a rocky patch. The rest of the group stiffled their giggles. Another jolt and Zell stuck his head out, emptying the supply of half digested hotdogs in his stomach onto the road. Selphie, out of good will, patted him on his back and asked "Are you okay? Try these, they might help." She took out a small packet of preserved plums. "I love these. They act as a great snack and can help you feel less uncomfortable when you feel like projectile vomiting. Don't worry, this is how I feel when I'm on boats to small to resist the rocking waves."she said as she tore the packet open and offered the plums to Zell.
"Would I receive such good treatment as well? If I fall sick that is."said Irvine teasingly, while fiddling with the receiver on his lap. Selphie said innocently "Of course, all of you are my friends! And I believe that all my friends deserve to be treated nicely." Either Selphie didn't realise that Irvine was baiting and gave him the reply which he did not wish for or she was merely ignoring the taunt. But let's give her the benefit of doubt.
"Well, you were the one who suggested that we try the mountains! So you only have yourself to blame! After all, we could've used the cover of the trees!" commented Squall savagely from the wheel, even though he felt rather bad about Zell's carsickness.
"Can't you stop being so horrible towards Zell? He's already miserable enough. I mean, it's not as though he was out to destroy himself or this 'mission'. He only meant well!"replied Rinoa soothingly, for Zell was causing yet another ant-sized tsunami on the road. Squall made no attempt to reply, but concentrated on driving instead. "Thanks, Rinoa. I really appreciate that. I hope this ride won't be much longer. Look, the little girl isn't feeling too well either."went Zell, sounding and looking so weak that he could have been a zombie, as he pointed to the last and most important person of the group.
The little girl, who had stayed silent during the entire conversation, was not feeling very well, just as Zell had informed the group. She was indeed the florist's daughter. Zell got his mother to ask the florist, who was close to her, to do him a favour. And so there the girl was. She looked innocently beautiful yet pitiful with a basket of roses next to her and her face contorted in a manner that told the crowd that there was another uncomfortable person on board. Fortunately for her and Zell, they soon reached their destination, which was the plateau near that stretch of beach which Seifer and Quistis were headed for, where they could spy on them without being caught.
"So, is the transmitter ready?" asked Zell, looking a lot better once he got of the car. He poked his head over Irvine's shoulder. "Sure it's done. Now, time to attach it to the basket and start spying! Little girl, we really owe you one. Be careful, okay? Should you need help from monsters, do not hesitate to scream for it! I don't want to lose a chance to see a cute teen like you 10 years later!" said Irvine with a smile, patting the girl on her shoulder as she turned to walk down the slope.
****** 10 minutes later. Zell, who was watching the progress of the girl suddenly gave a shout. "Oh my god! I'm really getting some graphics here! And it will be ruined coz we didn't have the sense to give the girl a transmitter!"
Irvine immediately shove Zell away, trying to get a look at the screen. "Damn! The happy couple's already in the heat and we're ruining it! Anyone of you. Too late." he moaned as though in pain. It was understandable why. He wished to improve the chances for the couple, not ruin it! And here he was, ruining their private moment!
******************************************************************* Well, that's the end of this chappy. Hope the wait wasn't too long. I don't really have anything to say about this chappy, but I think that you must be pretty upset that the couple didn't get their way right? But well, let's say you'll be grinning in a short while. Remember to review! Or I shall come after you with the chopper! *Grin* Harle ^_^