Call Me Crazy
Chapter Two- 'Sharing might not be too bad...'
A couple minutes later while Quistis wasentering the security code toher door, she heard a heavy clunking and barely glanced to see that it was Seifer. He had a duffel bag over one shoulder, and Hyperion in the other hand, looking rather disgruntled.
"No need for that," She murmured to him, placing a hand on her hip and clutching her totebag in the other.
"Little Cadet wussy's…" He grumbled, "I'm not the most favorable person around here and they thought it would be honorable to try and start something while insulting me in full, walking through the atrium."
Sheshrugged with a tired,'I told you so' look crossed her faceasthe door slid open, revealing the classy yet comfortable SeeD's quarters. They were better than Cadets and better than that of regular SeeD officers being thatshe was the Commanders analyst and friend, which did pay off immensely come time for paycheck bonus's. There was a fireplace with two sofas' and a large bookcase, a deskwith work panel access, and a full open kitchen.
She walked over to her vid-phone and saw a blinking light, pressingPLAY as she set her keys and tote bag on the counter. The message was from Selphie cheerfully telling her about "this totally friggin awesome Punk band coming to Balamb and how they soooo how to go see it."
Smiling, she saved it.
"She never changes…" Seifer commented, still standing there. She looked at him, taking her boots off, "The guest room is the second door on the right. You can make yourself comfortable."
Nodding, hewent to where he was told as sheturned the oven on, deciding that Pizza was as good as it was going to get. Taking out some veggies, she cleaned them and put them into a small bowl, tearing off lettuce and cutting up carrots. Placing it in the fridge, she turned and went over to her tote bag, taking a planner out of it and setting it on the counter, a reminder that she had some grades to work on.
She was in the middle of beginning to unbutton her uniform coat and then her under blouse as she stood in the living room whenever she heard someone clear their throat and gasped. She had become completely oblivious to the fact that Seifer was there,spinning aroundand quickly buttoned her shirt back up. Looking over her shoulder, she blushed deep red, "I just…I'm so used to being by myself."
"It's okay," He chuckled and walked into the kitchen and saw the oven on. He had changed into a gray turtleneck shirt, looking oddly sophisticated as her even as he raised his eyebrow, "You don't have to cook for me you know?"
"Oh…I have some pizza and I figured that would work."
He nodded, commented gruffly, "But still. I'm just staying here, not being taken care of, alright?"
She rolled her eyes and walked back into her room, shutting her door as she begin to strip down into her underclothes. This was going to be an interesting experience, especially because she had never lived with anybody. They hadn't given her a roommate when she was a Cadet and she became the youngest Instructor the Garden had so she got a nice little place for herself. Sharing it might not be too bad…
She thoughton itas she pulled on gray sweatpants and a white sweater, feeling very laid-back.
Walking back into the living room, she saw Seifer standing at the counter, tearing up more lettuce for the salad and putting it in a bowl. He had realized that she had walked back out and spoke in his roughly deep voice, "I saw that salad and there wasn't enough for two so I decided to add to it. If you've got a problem, well I'm sorry Miss Tre-"
She nodded and cut off his sentence, "That's fine."
He raised and eyebrow at her curiously, "Really?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't it? I was in my own world when I started making dinner," She walked over to him and grabbed a tomato and began to slice it up, sprinkling the pieces over the salad along with mushroom slices and little carrots.
"Not bad," He commented, and washed his hands.
She nodded, and the timer went off, "The pizza is ready."
After they had both dished up, they both sat at the table and ate in silence. Quistis ate slowly, glancing up at Seifer every few bites, chewing each bit she barely nibbled off. Seifer on the other hand was done with both pieces of pizza he had gotten within 5 minutes of sitting down, slowing when he began to pick at his salad. Silence remained between them both until she spoke up, "I heard Squall made the comment about the Garden being your protection…what's that all about?"
He continued to eat, stopping after a moment but stared at his plate, speaking slowly and agitated, "Well just take a minute and think about Quistis. I am one of the people responsible for Ultimecia taking form in this world. I was the stupid ass that was Sorceress Edea's 'knight' and help kill who she did. Do you honestly think people were going to accept me with open arms?"
Quistis set her fork down, responding curtly, "That didn't exactly answer my question Seifer."
"Use your fucking imagination- I was getting thrown out wherever I went and when I tried to stand up for myself, people attacked me! I was shot and burned Quistis!" He raised his voice, slamming his fist down on the table to make plates rattle.
Clutching his fist tightly, his voice cracked, "I've been the mockery of the entire country…the Garden is…the only place I have left."
Nodding she uncrossed her legs and stood up, still silent as she grabbed her plate and his plate, putting them in the sink. He watched her, analyzed her, a part of him so deep in his soul begging her to say something. He wanted to be accepted by somebody, just one person.
"Well…" She smiled softly as she put the salad in a Tupperware bowl and the leftover pizza in a plastic bag, "I think you've come to the right place, Seifer. But just don't expect people to open their arms right away, you have to show them that you're different person now."
He stood up and placed the salad dressing back in the refrigerator, satisfied but he didn't know how to relax so he remained his stern, rather mood for the rest of the evening. After finishing cleaning up, he bid her goodnight and went to his room. She however had grades to do and sat down in front of the fire, soft jazz music drifting from the music program on her work panel.
The clock on her bookshelf went from 9:20 to 10:05 then 11:45 and it was 1:25 when she finally finished and looked around, yawning, overly tired. She barely shut the glass on the fireplace and stumbled into the bedroom, falling down onto the bed, conking out and completely oblivious to the other sleeping body next to her. That body had no clue either.
Quistis was drifting slowly back from a deep slumber when she heard somebody clear their throat and her eyes snapped open. Her cornflower blue eyes gazed over and a scream emitted from her throat when she saw Seifer Almasy lying in the bed next to her.
"What the hell are you doing in my bed?!" He growled angrily, ripping the covers off and jumped out of the bed, grabbing his PJ pants and pulling them over his boxers while Quistis bolted out of bed.
"What do you mean…you're in my…" She started but looked around and saw that it was the guest room and slapped her forehead and walked to the door ceil, banging it against the wood slightly.
He ruffled his hair up and sighed, grumbling loudly and collapsed back into bed, yelling into the pillow. The blankets were everywhere; it looked like they had done more than just sleeping the night before. She heard her phone ring and disappeared into the other room. Seifer sat there dazed, still getting over the initial shock ofa womanending up in his bed, more or less that woman. He was waiting for her to come back when he heard her walking down the hall.
He bolted out of the bed and around the corner, stopping her mid-way in the hall, his tone questioning, "Who was that?"
"It was the dormitory security, they were calling to make sure I was okay…" She responded, taken back he was interrogating her.
"And what did you tell them?" He hissed, seeming a bit aggravated.
She wrinkled her nose in disgust and disrespect, "You're overstepping your boundaries, Mr. Almasy. My business is my business and I'll do what I like with OR without your permission."
Going to step around him, Seifer used his rather muscular to block her and she went opposite only to be block again. She gave an angered snort and stamped her foot, "Seifer Almasy- move out of my WAY THIS INSTANCE! You are staying WITH ME and required to OBEY me!"
"Obey you? What, now I'm your slave?!"
She crossed her arms, her words rolling off her tongue curtly and precisely, "I did not say that but it is common courtesy to listen to the person that was SO willing to offer her dorm to share with somebody who NEEDED somewhere to stay!"
"If you didn't want me than you SHOULD HAVE NEVER OFFERED!" He yelled, his fists tight.
She also clutched her fists, yelling back, "THAN I TAKE MY OFFER BACK!"
"FINE!" He yelled at her, stalking back to the guest bedroom and slammed his door, disappearing into his room. There was a few more minutes before the door to Quistis's room also slammed shut with just as much fury. It would open after ten minutes, the woman that was filled with fury now wearing her regulation SeeD uniform and had her hair up nicely, glasses on her nose accordingly, and her tote bag in hand. She was in the kitchen when Seifer walked back out, wearing his usual and gave her an unimpressed look, "Where are you heading off to looking so dressed up?"
Quistis glanced over at him lazily and raised her eyebrows, "I, have work to do."
He rolled his eyes and gave her a 'whatever' look, clutching his Hyperion in one hand as he headed towards the door. She crossed her arms, "Where are you going?"
The tall blond didn't respond until hestopped atthe door, glancing over his shoulder, "I don't believe I have to tell you that."
As he walked through, she growled under her breath, "You ass…"