AN: The whole legal bit so I don't find myself sued- I don't own these chara's; Squaresoft/Square Enix does. Capishe?

Call Me Crazy

Chapter One- 'Hello Seifer'

An overstressed and sleep-deprived yawn left the lips ofthe blonde instructor as she sat at the front of the class behind her desk, watching her students take an extensive test about the purpose and significance of the SeeD's in the current decade. It includedthe differences they have made and the impact the military force, their ranks compared to that of Army's of Galbadia and Deling.

'Blah, blah-blah, blah blah...'The instructor thought along the lines of this, even as the teacher.

This was one of the most commonly used units on the exit written test at the Garden, but even Quistis Trepe would agree that it was beyond boring. That however was her opinion, as an Instructor she was required to make the students know it like the back of their hands.

Her cloudless sky blue eyes gazed over the diverse students and caught on one that was dozing off, a brunette haired boy of short stature and a jovial nature. Raising an eyebrow, she cleared her throat very loudly, making every Cadet in the room jump. The culprit however, didn't even move, let alone stir.

Standing up, Quistis smoothed her uniform skirt out and walked slowly down one aisle, looking aside to each student and their work, nodding to three girls that twittered giddily when met in the eye directly by their idol; all three wearing the new Treppies Club pin on their collars. Finally making it to the young man that had began to snore obnoxiously, his body draped over the chair with his head leaning as far back as possible. She leaned over and positioned herself so her lips were mere millimeters from his ear and her breath barely tickled his ear lobe. Taking a deep breath, her commanding voice brought him back to earth in one shattering fall, "KOSS YARKI!"

He jumped and several people around him turned around, his eyes heavily hanging as he came back from his trip to space, rubbing his neck and mumbling, "Yes, Miss Trepe…"

She stood up and crossed her arms, her voice taunting yet "Let me assume Mr. Yarki, that you were one of the many under classmen that snuck out AFTER curfew last night and went to the party, which you knowingly confronted anddismissedthe fact that you could have easily been expelled if caught by the Garden Disciplinary Committee."

He looked at her as if he were waking up drunk off of an invisible liquor and slurred his words, yawning loudly, "And howww would you kno-know, In-struc-tor."

She leaned back down and whispered something in his ear that only he heard, "Oh don't you remember, dear Mr. Yarki that I was the female that you so happened to grab while trying to impress some of your fellow peers last night. I would keep your eyes open and your attention on your studies from now on or else I can easily slip a few name the Headmaster and the Commander and you can kiss your dreams of graduating good-bye."

His eyes got wide and he opened his mouth, "How…"

Placing a finger to her lips, she mouthed 'Not a word' to him and returned to the front of the room, sitting down behind her desk and rested her elbows on it. Everyone returned to his or her papers and Koss looked down at his test, not knowing a thing but pretending he did. The bell rang shortly after and Quistis called to them, "If you aren't finished with your test, place it on the corner of my desk- everyone else put it in the bin. Remember to read Chapters 15-19 so you are on track when we begin Unit 5 about the Galbadian Empire."

The Cadets slowly milled out of the room, the three girls with the pins saying good-bye to Quistis in unison and giggling out the door, talking madly fast about the plans of the Treppies Club. Leaning back into her cushioned chair, she sighed and unclipped her long blonde tresses ,falling over her shoulders as she unbuttoned the top two latches of her uniform in comfort, revealing a white undershirt beneath. She wasn't aware that someone was watching her until that someone knocked at the open door in a rhythm-like pattern. Raising an eyebrow, she called to the unknown as she closed her eyes, "Whoever you may be, come in and speak with me if you must…"

"You sound overworked and underpaid Quisty…" A deep sultry voice came from the door and she spun to look at the speaker. A twisted grin tainted her pink lips.

"Look who it is…I never thought I'd catch you around here Seifer. After everything," She spoke and closed her eyes yet again, not needing to look at the tall blond haired knight of the former sorceress. His honey blond hair was still combed back messily, longer than it had been two years ago but still with a few stray strands falling onto his tanned forehead. Two aquamarine eyes, arrogant and egotistical yet cruelly cold looked the Instructor up and down before yawning casually and taking his trench coat off tiredly, displaying his masculine arms.

"What, no welcome hug and kiss? I'm hurt."

She opened her eyes, eyebrows raised as she spoke, unimpressed by his antics, "Does Squall or Cid know you are here?"

"Yes…puberty boy knows I'm here Trepe…" He growled and set his coat on one of the student chairs. Hyperion glinted almost as a sinful reminder of his wrongdoing yet it paraded his ego, screamingthe fact that he was back in town and there were again two gunblade users in the Garden. Unknown to him though, 3 had added to the tally since he had last stepped foot on the grounds. We'll just let him be the one to find out himself.

She crossed her legs, tucking them under her and rested herchin in her palm, gazing at him lazily, "Then what are you doing in a classroom when I wouldn't have caught you in class let alone doing anything productive towards graduating two years ago."

Seifer shrugged his shoulders and tuckedhis armstightly across his chest, "Times change Quistis. I just came by to say hi and see how you're doing. You look like shit…"

"Thanks for the newsflash."

"Anytime…"

She was opening her mouth to comment whenever ironically, the perfect person walked through the door, his steps filled with bounce and his lips twisted into a trademark smirk. Still standing on end, his golden blonde hair seemed to defy gravity and two baby blue eyes sparked with electricity. His voice sang out with an almostcheerful cockiness, "Yo Quistis…you better hurry or there ain't gonna save us any hotdogs. I might just have to work my manly cha-"

Muscles tensed as Zell Dincht saw the very person he hated with all his being. His anger flared, and a gloved fist tensed at his side.

"Hey chicken-wuss. Long time no fight?"

"What the fuck are you doing here Almasy?" He growled, refraining himself from anything he'd regret even though it would satisfy him greatly. The taller of the two sneered at the feisty air-boxer and spoke, his voice almost taunting and tempting him to make a move, "Don't piss in your pants out of fear chicken-wuss. I'm here on business and I meant nothing but to show up and say hi to an old friend."

Quistis had taken her shoes off before and now stood up, only 5'5" and walked slowly to them. Her blue eyes flashed in a alert as she gazed between them, "Zell, this is nothing to start a fight over. Seifer and I were just talking."

"He isn't welcome. And I sure as hell don't trust him around you…"

Seifer's face twisted into that of fury and pain, and he opened his mouth, but the only female in the room spoke before he could, "Seifer…you're going to have to get used to the fact that there are people here who don't really care what you went through. You can't be getting in fights every minute of the day for the next couple weeks that you are here."

His gaze was icy, voice dripping with venom as he looked at her, his anger getting the best of him,"I bet you'll be one of the first to join that little club alongside chicken-wuss."

Unable to contain himself any longer, the blond fist-fighter sent a flying a punch at Seifer and the receiver caught it, twisting him around to slam him against the wall, his hand readying itself to fly at the smaller ones head. Zell however, filled with rage and hatred of many years brought his knee up to make painful contact with the older ones groin, causing him to double over. Seifer, in midst of his state, used all the fury he had left in his body that wasn't consumed by pain and slammed his fist into Zell's face, most likely breaking something. They both fell to the ground in their own little heaps, groaning loudly.

"ENOUGH!" Quistis screamed and rushed over to them, kneeled between the two. Zell's nose was now bleeding with a passion asshe looked at it, shaking her head. Seifer wasn't moving and the only noise he made was a low guttural groan, his eyes squeezed shut.

A heavy clunking of boots greeted all of their ears and two stormy eyes glared down on the two and then to Quistis, "What the hell is going on?"

Quistis gave a sigh of frustration, bringing her palm to her forehead in exasperation, "I…I can explain."

"You're not explaining- they are."

Both didn't look up to meet his eyes, Seifer quieting his groan and the blood still flowed freely from Zell's nose. Neither one spoke, both kept silent. Squall's eyes flashed with anger and he glared down upon Seifer, "If you want to get into this Garden so bad Almasy, you had better open your damn mouth and come up with some explanation or I will deny you the chance to take refuge here, leaving you to go find somewhere to be protected."

"We…we got into a fight…" The blond grumbled as he gingerly began to try and get up, cupping his parts in pain and fear of any blow coming from somewhere, "I was…talking to Trepe…and then…chicken wuss…came in here and raised hell…"

"You dwibbint helb any…" Zell attempted to speak clearly but it came out funny sounding.

Quistis looked between the two, her blue eyes clouded, "Squall- considering their previous terms, a few words were passed back and forth and they decided to get physical."

Squall growled under his breath, "Seifer- get the hell to the SeeD dormitory you are assigned to share and Zell…once you get your current status checked over by Kadowaki, I will see you in my office ASAP. Neither one of you are stupid little kids, so grow the fuck up. Got it?"

Zell nodded in respect but glared at Seifer, slowly getting up off the floor and tried to subside the bleeding as he walked out of the room before Squall. The brunette haired Commander glanced between the two left in the room and shook his head, walking out without another word. Quistis let out a pained sigh and practically collapsed back into her chair, closing her eyes, "I'm too tired to deal with this…"

"Then get a different job…" Seifer slowly walked to her, his legs moving slowly.

She shook her head, standing back up tiredly, "I've been doing this for five years…it's going to be something I do for the rest of my life."

He grumbled under his breath, turning and beginning to start for the door. Taking a step forward, she opened her mouth to say something but instead she tripped over one of her shoes that she had taken off, pummeling to the floor face first. Seifer turned and looked at her, raising his eyebrows and a smirk tugging at his lips, attempting to keep a straight face.

"You alright?"

"Fine…just fine…" She growled and got up, smoothing out her skirt and pulling her boots on. Pulling his trench coat back onto his shoulders, he glanced at her over his shoulder as she redid the buttons of her uniform top and grabbed her tote bag, locking her desk panel.

Seifer ran his hand through his grown out blond hair and headed towards the door, "Hey Quistis- you got any clue who I am staying with?"

She nodded and ushered him out of the room, entering the security code so it locked before walking down the hall without answering. He walked quickly after her, matching her stride.

"Well, who?"

She turned down the hall and went to the elevator, pressing L1. The elevator gave a ding immediately as she stepped on, waiting for him to join before pressing the close button so they didn't have to wait. He glanced at her impatiently but Quistis ignored him, going through her tote and taking out her clip, replacing her hair back up in it's usual style and taking her glasses from her nose. She placed her spectacles back into their case and snapped it shut, replacing it in her tote.

"Come on Trepe, just tell me who?" Seifer snapped irritably, "I still have to go get my friggin bags from that damn old witch."

"Who, Dr. Kadowaki?"

"Yeah- her. Quistis, for Hyne's fucking sake, who am I staying with?" He looked at her angrily, stepping in front of her as the doors opened and two Cadet's stood in slight confusion of the human door.

"Me," She replied and walked around him, nodding to the Cadet's who smirked, both male and very arrogant at that, having checked Quistis out many times before. They watched her walk past before glancing to Seifer, glaring at him.He clutched his fists and stepped back onto the elevator, leaning against the back of doors that were closed, shutting his eyes irritably.