Chapter 17
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters featured in this fic. Squaresoft does, and take my advice. Don't bother trying to get them to sell the characters to you. They will send you to the nearest mental institution. Believe me, 'cause I'm the living proof. *Giggle*
Squall's POV (after the ruined mission @ in the headmaster's office.)
"Damn! Why, oh, why did we think of such an awful plan? Why didn't we think that they weren't going to be intimate? I mean, it was obvious they wanted to be left alone! Why else would they desire such a deserted spot?" howled Irvine slamming the transmitter onto the seat next to him.
I sank into one of my favourite chairs. Well, there's no point in crying over spilt milk, is there. Looks like they forgot that they have another chance, which was the mission. Come to think of it, the requests for the mission were rather weird. Usually, the client would provide plenty of information before the official meeting, but this client provided only the location for the meeting and wanted all the SeeDs involved to be with the him before we were given the extra information. And, we were supposed to pretend that we were on a series of different missions, while travelling on the Ragnarok. Looks like this mission can get rather interesting.
I was rudely roused from my thoughts when the transmitter flew towards my face. I deflected it with my gunblade just in time. It seemed that Zell was suffering from a fit of some sort, which was no doubt caused by the failed plan. He kicked the table nearby, which caused more things to defy gravity. Thank goodness I replaced Cid's fragile furniture in the office with ones that were sturdier. The furniture was made of a comfortable yet cool- looking combination of stainless steel and black. The room had a few sets of chairs and tables that were of varied combinations, while shelves lined the wall. My favourite set was the one placed by the huge window, with squashy cushioned chairs that were made of stainless steel and black vinyl and a table made of oak which was painted black. I was sitting there while Zell and Irvine were at the set made of cotton and wood. Rinoa and Selphie leaped off from the bar table in the corner to stop the disaster from continuing once Zell and Irvine started to throw whatever that was near them. I sighed to myself, slightly ruffled.
I walked up to the cluster of over-energetic people and said, with yawn, "Do you mind leaving the office? I'm a bit tired." Which was the truth. The group stared. Rinoa, who noticed that I was speaking the truth, said, "Let's go. We will need to store up energy for the mission, don't we?" and ushered the rest out of the room. Once they were out of the room, I went to my private chamber and changed out into boxers and a thin T-shirt after washing up. Then I stood by the window, admired the view for a moment before turning to the bed. I sat on the floor and leaned against the bed post, deciding to read the latest Weapons Monthly as light reading before turning in.
I was halfway through the magazine when the door slid open, admitting Rinoa. She spoke up. "Need some company?" she asked, as she sat on my bed. "Whatever. " was my reply. I closed the magazine and moved next to her. "Oh, quit the 'whatever' I-don't-give-a-damn nonsense. Especially when you already asked for my hand in marriage from my father. What were you thinking about? Back in the office I mean. I can see that you were, so don't bother trying to deny it. So, spit." she said. I sighed and told her my thoughts. "Hm.you were worried about the unknown mission. And you already tried all avenues of information in order to at least get some hint of what the mission might be? Whoa, this sounds as though the client really has something to hide. Since we already agreed to take up the job, we've got no choice but to complete it. So let's not worry about it for the time being. After all, we'll know the specific task of the job, and we have something else we can talk about. Like the specifics of our wedding and when we want to let the others know about our intentions."
I embraced her and said in a low voice, feeling slightly irritated about her doubts. "You think that you're the only one who is dying from the desire for our wedding? Well, you've got that part wrong. When I proposed to you, I meant every word I said and thought that your reply was serious too. At least that's what I thought. I hope I wasn't the fool."
"You weren't. I simply wondered if you were only, well, toying with me, so that you could get back at Seifer. But I guess I'm the fool who's too eager about the day where she changes her surname. But couldn't you have made wait for a shorter period of time?"was her ashamed reply.
"I wish that the wedding could be sooner, but what about my duties as headmaster? The missions, the jobs? The opponents and old foes? You think they would leave us alone? And if I married you and sired any offsprings, for now at least, won't all of you be in trouble? I only wished to live a ordinary live, not be a headmaster of some elite mercenary force? But alas! that was the only path I had! I only wish to marry you, provide you and our children a safe, comfortable home! I don't wish to let the misery of my parentless life be passed down to the result of our love! I don't want to live a life whereby we worry about the safety of our next generation. I don't want to give life to someone who will have to hide from my enemies for their entire life! Do you know why my parents, Laguna and Raine, had to abandon me and Ellone for our childhood? They had to run away from enemies! Matron and Cid took us in as a favour to them. Though I knew who my parents were and why they ran away, I only knew recently that their enemies were after me too! That's the reason why I'm trying so hard to get rid of the old enemies and prevent myself from getting more!" I explained in anguish and emotional pain.
"Oh, god, I knew that you were troubled, but not this troubled. Now that you've made things clear, I wouldn't mind even if I had to wait for another ten years, though I'd rather you didn't. Because, I know you only meant to give me the best life possible. But I think that it's still possible for our union. We can already protect ourselves, so the only part left is to teach our children how to protect themselves when we are not around and to stop getting so many foes. How about that?"she spoke with understanding in her voice.
"We shall see. I only hope that we are capable of that." I said with yet another sigh.
"Don't worry. We will be more than capable of doing that." She hugged me as she finished her sentence.
We shared the bed that night, but we did not try to procreate, so to speak. Because we decided not to try the forbidden fruit till it was ripe. Even though we did not do anything that was improper and the urge to do so was a terrible monster to fight, it was still nice to feel someone else who was warm next to you. Especially when you were uncomfortable about not knowing what was the client's requirement.
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Seifer's POV (The day before the mission)
I stretched after killing my third Blobra of the day. I was extremely irritated due to the fact that though the case of the hotel was closed, we still don't know who this female was. All we knew was that this person had lost something precious to her and that she was getting her revenge. I was considering whether or not should I take Matron's pill. That was when the intercom crackled to life. "Testing 123.Attention to all Qualified SeeD members. SeeDs Almasy, Dincht, Kinneas, Tilmitt and Trepe, please come to the headmaster's office. As for the remaining SeeD members, please access your email and read the instructions written and follow them accordingly. Please do so and reply by tonight. Destroy the mail once you're done, as it is crucial for the information to be kept secret. That would be all, thank you for your attention." It was Rinoa's voice over the intercom. Great, now what does Commander Leonhart want? I put my gunblade back into its sheath and walked to the lift.
As the glass container moved up, it stopped on the first floor. Selphie, who looked as though she'd just been doing decorating of some sort at the Quad, stepped in, followed by Zell, who looked like a monster which came from the deepest part of hell, due to the fact that he was holding a bag of hotdogs, busy stuffing himself. I felt thoroughly disgusted, amazed that anyone was actually able to eat something continuously without being sick of it. Well, I guess the only person who could do that would be Zell. The lift dinged again on the second floor, admitting Irvine, who looked as though Christmas was destroyed. He must have been watching yet another porn video with great graphics and it was at the most exciting part, such as closing in on the female's genitials, when the order came for him to report. Wonder why he was watching with such great fevour ever since Selphie agreed to be his 'stead' and the 3-D video viewing room was built. Perhaps he was trying to research on what kind of moves to use on her. Who knows. Then, just as the door was about to close, Quistis stopped the lift and ran in, panting. She moved next to me and gave me a smile that went unnoticed by the others. It was returned by the broadening of my lips, well hidden to all but her.
Then the door opened, allowing the group of us out of the lift. We stepped into the headmaster's office and stood in a line in front of Squall. We saluted and each took a seat in some part of the room. I went to the set made up of black leather couches with a round steel table, and sat on a couch, while Quistis came to the same set but sat on another couch that was next to mine. We did not speak to each other during the meeting.
"Right. Now that we've made ourselves comfortable, let's get down to business. We have a client who offered a $1.5 million g payment for us to complete an unknown mission. All we know is that this client wants us to meet at Deling City for the briefing and that the mission would require us to travel all over the world. Due to the unusual nature of this mission, I've chosen the entire group of us to complete it. We will leave at 1200 hours tomorrow on the ragnarok so as to make it to the meeting at 1900 hours on time. Please rest well and pack enough clothes for all weather to last a month as preparation for it, for we will leave on this mission immediately after the meeting. If there isn't any other questions, you're dismissed."
The entire group of us, left the room looking a little puzzled about the mission. But there was nothing we could do other than to do as we were told.
As I moved towards my dormitory, I suddenly felt a slight pressure on my shoulder. I turned to see Quistis.
"I see the students haven't killed you yet. Or is there any injury which I can't see?" I asked in a mocking tone.
"Quit that. Don't you find the mission suspicious? I mean, what kind of client would provide so little information?" she said with a slight frown.
"There must be a reason why the client keeps so much of the mission confidential. I don't know why, I feel that this mission can answer a lot of my problems. I think that the mission is somehow related to the hotel mystery. I mean, I couldn't find out anything about the criminal's record or any crime that was committed in the similar manner, so, there's obviously someone witholding the information isn't there?" I replied with some thought.
"Then all the more dangerous it is! Don't you see? The client might be the criminal mastermind himself or would lead us to the criminal!" Quistis exclaimed, sounding rather hysterical. (Note from author: She was following Selphie's breakfast habits that particular day. -_-')
"Why didn't you suggest that in Squall's office? Now, it's a bit too late isn't it? We've already accepted the job and we are obliged to finish the job. And we're not afraid of anything, are we? So in order for us to be in our tip-top conditions, we'll need our rest, right? So, I suggest that we both go pack up and shut down for tomorrow. In case you need anything in particular, you can come to me and ask for it. Even if it's a peck on your cheek." I went teasingly, lowering my tone.
"Oh, fine. I'll go pack now, just as you'd suggested, since we've got no choice. See you."she said slowly, finally turning to leave.
"So you think I'm going to let you off with a simple goodbye huh? Some girlfriend you are." I said, with fake displeasure.
Quistis stopped a couple of steps away, looked around and turned back towards me. Our lips met briefly and she said "There, that should stop the sarcasm. Good night and sweet dreams, if I don't see you for the rest of the day."
We each went back to our cabins and did what was planned.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ That's the chappy. Two chapters to the night they would never forget! And nope, don't worry, neither of them would start speaking like this. "Honey, please drink the herbal tea I brewed. It would be good for your heart you know." *Shivers* Anyhow, remember, review! *Chopper in hand, glinting, waiting to kill.* Harle^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters featured in this fic. Squaresoft does, and take my advice. Don't bother trying to get them to sell the characters to you. They will send you to the nearest mental institution. Believe me, 'cause I'm the living proof. *Giggle*
Squall's POV (after the ruined mission @ in the headmaster's office.)
"Damn! Why, oh, why did we think of such an awful plan? Why didn't we think that they weren't going to be intimate? I mean, it was obvious they wanted to be left alone! Why else would they desire such a deserted spot?" howled Irvine slamming the transmitter onto the seat next to him.
I sank into one of my favourite chairs. Well, there's no point in crying over spilt milk, is there. Looks like they forgot that they have another chance, which was the mission. Come to think of it, the requests for the mission were rather weird. Usually, the client would provide plenty of information before the official meeting, but this client provided only the location for the meeting and wanted all the SeeDs involved to be with the him before we were given the extra information. And, we were supposed to pretend that we were on a series of different missions, while travelling on the Ragnarok. Looks like this mission can get rather interesting.
I was rudely roused from my thoughts when the transmitter flew towards my face. I deflected it with my gunblade just in time. It seemed that Zell was suffering from a fit of some sort, which was no doubt caused by the failed plan. He kicked the table nearby, which caused more things to defy gravity. Thank goodness I replaced Cid's fragile furniture in the office with ones that were sturdier. The furniture was made of a comfortable yet cool- looking combination of stainless steel and black. The room had a few sets of chairs and tables that were of varied combinations, while shelves lined the wall. My favourite set was the one placed by the huge window, with squashy cushioned chairs that were made of stainless steel and black vinyl and a table made of oak which was painted black. I was sitting there while Zell and Irvine were at the set made of cotton and wood. Rinoa and Selphie leaped off from the bar table in the corner to stop the disaster from continuing once Zell and Irvine started to throw whatever that was near them. I sighed to myself, slightly ruffled.
I walked up to the cluster of over-energetic people and said, with yawn, "Do you mind leaving the office? I'm a bit tired." Which was the truth. The group stared. Rinoa, who noticed that I was speaking the truth, said, "Let's go. We will need to store up energy for the mission, don't we?" and ushered the rest out of the room. Once they were out of the room, I went to my private chamber and changed out into boxers and a thin T-shirt after washing up. Then I stood by the window, admired the view for a moment before turning to the bed. I sat on the floor and leaned against the bed post, deciding to read the latest Weapons Monthly as light reading before turning in.
I was halfway through the magazine when the door slid open, admitting Rinoa. She spoke up. "Need some company?" she asked, as she sat on my bed. "Whatever. " was my reply. I closed the magazine and moved next to her. "Oh, quit the 'whatever' I-don't-give-a-damn nonsense. Especially when you already asked for my hand in marriage from my father. What were you thinking about? Back in the office I mean. I can see that you were, so don't bother trying to deny it. So, spit." she said. I sighed and told her my thoughts. "Hm.you were worried about the unknown mission. And you already tried all avenues of information in order to at least get some hint of what the mission might be? Whoa, this sounds as though the client really has something to hide. Since we already agreed to take up the job, we've got no choice but to complete it. So let's not worry about it for the time being. After all, we'll know the specific task of the job, and we have something else we can talk about. Like the specifics of our wedding and when we want to let the others know about our intentions."
I embraced her and said in a low voice, feeling slightly irritated about her doubts. "You think that you're the only one who is dying from the desire for our wedding? Well, you've got that part wrong. When I proposed to you, I meant every word I said and thought that your reply was serious too. At least that's what I thought. I hope I wasn't the fool."
"You weren't. I simply wondered if you were only, well, toying with me, so that you could get back at Seifer. But I guess I'm the fool who's too eager about the day where she changes her surname. But couldn't you have made wait for a shorter period of time?"was her ashamed reply.
"I wish that the wedding could be sooner, but what about my duties as headmaster? The missions, the jobs? The opponents and old foes? You think they would leave us alone? And if I married you and sired any offsprings, for now at least, won't all of you be in trouble? I only wished to live a ordinary live, not be a headmaster of some elite mercenary force? But alas! that was the only path I had! I only wish to marry you, provide you and our children a safe, comfortable home! I don't wish to let the misery of my parentless life be passed down to the result of our love! I don't want to live a life whereby we worry about the safety of our next generation. I don't want to give life to someone who will have to hide from my enemies for their entire life! Do you know why my parents, Laguna and Raine, had to abandon me and Ellone for our childhood? They had to run away from enemies! Matron and Cid took us in as a favour to them. Though I knew who my parents were and why they ran away, I only knew recently that their enemies were after me too! That's the reason why I'm trying so hard to get rid of the old enemies and prevent myself from getting more!" I explained in anguish and emotional pain.
"Oh, god, I knew that you were troubled, but not this troubled. Now that you've made things clear, I wouldn't mind even if I had to wait for another ten years, though I'd rather you didn't. Because, I know you only meant to give me the best life possible. But I think that it's still possible for our union. We can already protect ourselves, so the only part left is to teach our children how to protect themselves when we are not around and to stop getting so many foes. How about that?"she spoke with understanding in her voice.
"We shall see. I only hope that we are capable of that." I said with yet another sigh.
"Don't worry. We will be more than capable of doing that." She hugged me as she finished her sentence.
We shared the bed that night, but we did not try to procreate, so to speak. Because we decided not to try the forbidden fruit till it was ripe. Even though we did not do anything that was improper and the urge to do so was a terrible monster to fight, it was still nice to feel someone else who was warm next to you. Especially when you were uncomfortable about not knowing what was the client's requirement.
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Seifer's POV (The day before the mission)
I stretched after killing my third Blobra of the day. I was extremely irritated due to the fact that though the case of the hotel was closed, we still don't know who this female was. All we knew was that this person had lost something precious to her and that she was getting her revenge. I was considering whether or not should I take Matron's pill. That was when the intercom crackled to life. "Testing 123.Attention to all Qualified SeeD members. SeeDs Almasy, Dincht, Kinneas, Tilmitt and Trepe, please come to the headmaster's office. As for the remaining SeeD members, please access your email and read the instructions written and follow them accordingly. Please do so and reply by tonight. Destroy the mail once you're done, as it is crucial for the information to be kept secret. That would be all, thank you for your attention." It was Rinoa's voice over the intercom. Great, now what does Commander Leonhart want? I put my gunblade back into its sheath and walked to the lift.
As the glass container moved up, it stopped on the first floor. Selphie, who looked as though she'd just been doing decorating of some sort at the Quad, stepped in, followed by Zell, who looked like a monster which came from the deepest part of hell, due to the fact that he was holding a bag of hotdogs, busy stuffing himself. I felt thoroughly disgusted, amazed that anyone was actually able to eat something continuously without being sick of it. Well, I guess the only person who could do that would be Zell. The lift dinged again on the second floor, admitting Irvine, who looked as though Christmas was destroyed. He must have been watching yet another porn video with great graphics and it was at the most exciting part, such as closing in on the female's genitials, when the order came for him to report. Wonder why he was watching with such great fevour ever since Selphie agreed to be his 'stead' and the 3-D video viewing room was built. Perhaps he was trying to research on what kind of moves to use on her. Who knows. Then, just as the door was about to close, Quistis stopped the lift and ran in, panting. She moved next to me and gave me a smile that went unnoticed by the others. It was returned by the broadening of my lips, well hidden to all but her.
Then the door opened, allowing the group of us out of the lift. We stepped into the headmaster's office and stood in a line in front of Squall. We saluted and each took a seat in some part of the room. I went to the set made up of black leather couches with a round steel table, and sat on a couch, while Quistis came to the same set but sat on another couch that was next to mine. We did not speak to each other during the meeting.
"Right. Now that we've made ourselves comfortable, let's get down to business. We have a client who offered a $1.5 million g payment for us to complete an unknown mission. All we know is that this client wants us to meet at Deling City for the briefing and that the mission would require us to travel all over the world. Due to the unusual nature of this mission, I've chosen the entire group of us to complete it. We will leave at 1200 hours tomorrow on the ragnarok so as to make it to the meeting at 1900 hours on time. Please rest well and pack enough clothes for all weather to last a month as preparation for it, for we will leave on this mission immediately after the meeting. If there isn't any other questions, you're dismissed."
The entire group of us, left the room looking a little puzzled about the mission. But there was nothing we could do other than to do as we were told.
As I moved towards my dormitory, I suddenly felt a slight pressure on my shoulder. I turned to see Quistis.
"I see the students haven't killed you yet. Or is there any injury which I can't see?" I asked in a mocking tone.
"Quit that. Don't you find the mission suspicious? I mean, what kind of client would provide so little information?" she said with a slight frown.
"There must be a reason why the client keeps so much of the mission confidential. I don't know why, I feel that this mission can answer a lot of my problems. I think that the mission is somehow related to the hotel mystery. I mean, I couldn't find out anything about the criminal's record or any crime that was committed in the similar manner, so, there's obviously someone witholding the information isn't there?" I replied with some thought.
"Then all the more dangerous it is! Don't you see? The client might be the criminal mastermind himself or would lead us to the criminal!" Quistis exclaimed, sounding rather hysterical. (Note from author: She was following Selphie's breakfast habits that particular day. -_-')
"Why didn't you suggest that in Squall's office? Now, it's a bit too late isn't it? We've already accepted the job and we are obliged to finish the job. And we're not afraid of anything, are we? So in order for us to be in our tip-top conditions, we'll need our rest, right? So, I suggest that we both go pack up and shut down for tomorrow. In case you need anything in particular, you can come to me and ask for it. Even if it's a peck on your cheek." I went teasingly, lowering my tone.
"Oh, fine. I'll go pack now, just as you'd suggested, since we've got no choice. See you."she said slowly, finally turning to leave.
"So you think I'm going to let you off with a simple goodbye huh? Some girlfriend you are." I said, with fake displeasure.
Quistis stopped a couple of steps away, looked around and turned back towards me. Our lips met briefly and she said "There, that should stop the sarcasm. Good night and sweet dreams, if I don't see you for the rest of the day."
We each went back to our cabins and did what was planned.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ That's the chappy. Two chapters to the night they would never forget! And nope, don't worry, neither of them would start speaking like this. "Honey, please drink the herbal tea I brewed. It would be good for your heart you know." *Shivers* Anyhow, remember, review! *Chopper in hand, glinting, waiting to kill.* Harle^_^