Author's note: Some fowl language in this chapter. Anger it seems is best described with swears words.
SELPHIE'S POV
"Oops, sorry." Why are all these people getting in my way when I need to see Seifer? Some big guy bumps hard into my shoulder toppling me over.
"Why you big bozo!" I curse at him shaking my clenched fist at him. "Come back and say sorry."
I hear a hearty chuckle behind me. "Why Selphie Kinneas I've never heard such fowl language." Seifer leans down offering me his hand giving me a huge grin. I accept the hand and he yanks me to me feet. Amazing how the things I want get handed to me on a gold platter.
"His name's Donovan Cole if you're interested in revenge." I look back in the direction the big oaf left, well he sure does deserve it but I wave it away for now. I grin wickedly and tug him by the arm into the nearest room.
"Selphie though tempting, I think Irvine would shot me from a vast distance with a very painful bullet for this." He grins and winks earning him a playful slap on his arm.
"Ouch, that hurt woman. So what do I owe this pleasure?" He picks up an object that has been carelessly left behind wondering around tossing it between his hands.
"They done well with this place." Looking into the mostly finished playpen. We've stumbled into the almost complete childcare centre, which feels eerie because it looks like there should be more noise, laughter and children running around. The bright colours almost making it a sin that there isn't any of the earlier mentioned.
"Well, people tend to obey Commander Leonhart when he get all authority. The childcare centre was something he wanted done right and fast. Many would be lucky to get one or the other but to get both well that person gotta be a miracle worker." He truly has done far beyond everyone's expectations.
"Quite a remarkable man our Commander." Trying to subtly insert the subject I kidnapped him for.
"Commander?" He muses to himself. "Shouldn't we be calling him Headmaster?" I pause in my browsing pondering the question. It's true he is the Headmaster, he's taken over all the duties that Cid had, expanding Cid's vision and making his own.
"Well, yep but it sounds too bookish, boring. We did try to try for a while but in the end it didn't stick. Commander suits him much better and Squall couldn't care less one way or the other. So Commander it is and always will be. As you will also be Sir Almasy no changing some things." He sighs momentarily stopping the steady rhythm of the block passing from hand to hand.
"Can't get away from the Sorceress's Knight." I look at him like he's gone bonkers. After all Squall's hard work to get people to see him as something of a protector than a destroyer. He even adorned the 'I support Sir Seifer Almasy' badge when there was the big controversy that Seifer should be kicked out. Rinoa as I recall didn't like this too much, she was afraid it would ruin his career but she need not have worried I mean who's going to firer Squall he's the big Cohuna.
"Has anyone but you even mentioned Sorceress's Knight? Damn your name?" He mulls over it but I can't be bothered to wait for him to come to a conclusion. "No, well there's a reason for that. You will always be seen as a knight but not a Sorceress's Knight."
Trying to distract him I throw my fist in the air kicking out my left foot balancing on the toes of my right. "Booyaka! I have the bestest idea, we should play strip poker."
He rolls his eyes at my idea didn't make any other objection. So I speed check through my list of 'to do'. We could do this on the opening of the childcare opening; Edea and Cid will be coming so they can look after Adrian for him. The others, mainly Squall, I'll tell that it's for a celebration of a job well done instead of strip poker than 'booyaka' it's too late. But my planning is rudely interrupted.
"How the hell do you go from Sorceress's knight to strip poker?" I shrug to tell the truth I don't even have a clue how my mind jumps from one thing to the other but they're usually great ideas. Oh and I'll have to get a camera.
"It's the Saturday after next, after the Childcare opening. We'll get Matron to look after Dri for you. You'll be there if you know what's good for you." I smile my sweet innocent smile and skip out of the room; I can't wait to tell Irvy. Maybe this time someone will win against Squall, that boy has amazing luck.
SEIFER'S POV
After continually buzzing Leonhart's doorbell for at least 20 minutes attempting not to think about the rejection I'm bound to receive. Very time I've seen him around the garden he walks off in the opposite direction. The luckiest I've achieved so far is a death glare that would have Hyne almighty fearing his immortal life. So I stand in front of Leonhart's place leaning on the buzzer trying to do the peep squad a favour and try to apologise again.
Frustrated, I try the code that Selphie gave me instead of my seed training, which will take longer. With a beep and a whiz I'm let in I step through cautiously as the last time I came in without invite I was attacked by a huge house cat. This time said house cat opens it's eye lazily deeming me not a worthy threat and goes back to his catnap.
Swinging open his bedroom door I step into the dark. Leonhart is draped across the bed the sheets crinkled and twisted around him indicating a very restless night sleep. The arm tossed over his eyes to protect from non-existent light lifts a tad and places back.
"Go away." This sadly is the most civil he's been to me since delirium from pain. I chuckle, he can't seriously believe that'll work.
"Not a chance Leonhart, get your ass out of bed. You have a date at one at the infirmary." I step closer to the bed ready to strip the sheet off him.
"I wouldn't I'm naked." He mumbles and shifts to his side fully expecting the threat to work.
"Come you have to get out of bed. Your hounds made me roll up and 'coax' you out. They also said the use of cruel and unusual torture is totally acceptable." Tugging at the sheet telling him that I don't care, I'm prepared to carry his naked ass to the infirmary.
"Sending you is their form of cruel and unusual torture, so I'll tell you what I told them piss off."
"Not a morning person?" I grumble walking around to the curtain flinging them open. The light spills into the room making Leonhart cringe then shoot a death glare at me. Tossing the sheets aside showing me that his threat wasn't a threat but reality he stalks his way to the window shutting the curtains and proceeding back to bed. His backside to me he pauses before his bed.
"Fuck off, I don't need your help. I'm fine." Venom poisons every word my anger raising at his stupidity and harsh words.
"You can't spend the rest of your life moping about." He looks at me disbelief written on his face as he cocks his head.
"Is that what you believe this is? Get over yourself, I'm little sick not lovesick. Now get the fuck out." I let out a bitter laugh.
"What is your fucking problem?" His mouth tweaks cruelly, I know I'm not going to like whatever comes next.
"So now you want to talk about it. Alright, Almasy. My fucking problem is that you treated me like a prostitute. The only thing you didn't do was fucking pay me but don't worry on that score, I'll give you a freebie." His words, the hard truth of them is like a knife in the gut except it's Leonhart who crumples to the ground as if hit. For an instance the thought crosses that I should leave the bastard but my body betrays me and I'm kneeling beside him.
"Come on Leonhart." Slapping the side of his face lightly then harder, he's top seed he can take a slap. His skin feels like it's on fire seers my finger as I lift him from the ground on to the bed and race to the bathroom damping a face washer in cold water.
"Leonhart!" Guiding the cloth across his forehead running it down his cheek.
"Mhnnnn." Pressing closer to the cold cloth unknowingly as his eyes flutter open revealing the alien silver eyes that I was starting to believe was something my warped mind conjured. Hypnotised I also most miss the shove and Leonhart hiss "Don't touch me."
"Fuck this." My temper raising and I know that if I don't leave now I throttle the little bastard. But also hurt that he can dismiss my care, killing my righteous rage.
"Will you ever forgive me?" It's whispered and mostly inspired by the pain I feel plus very unintentional.
"No, that doesn't seem likely yet."
I turn smirking. "Yet, meaning that in your heart I'm forgiven, I just have to wait for your head to catch up." I almost feel like doing one of Selphie's 'booyaka' but I'm not that ridiculous.
Leonhart still stone face not indicating if he believes my very plausible logic instead looks to my right in his doorway.
"Looks like you have an escort. Tell the others they win. I'll see them at thirteen hundred hours at the infirmary." The cat looks at me lifting his paw toward the door bowing his head.
"No need, cat, I know my way out." He looks at me nods and jumps up on Leonhart's bed. Who has turned on his side blocking me from view.
SQUALL'S POV
I groan as a roll out of bed stumbling to the shower and with no need to remove my clothes I step in. I adjust the nozzle to hard setting so it needles at my skin and neglect the hot water and it feels like bliss on my hot skin.
Steeping out Seeker greets me with my towel clutched in between his teeth. Drying my hands before scratching him behind the ear that receives a favourable loud rumbling purr. Taking the towel and proceed in drying myself off.
Seeker darts away coming back with the clothes Seifer gave me to replace the dress on the night we both regret but for different reasons.
"What's this suppose to mean?" Seeker can most definitely understand me unfortunately I have yet to learn his form of communication. Yet, I think of what the smug prick said before he left.
"Yet." I mumble in disgust the simple word that betrayed me storming pass Seeker. Sorting through my clothes trying to find some light summer clothes I feel a nudge against my leg. I look at Seeker whom still has Seifer's clothes between clamped teeth. I snatch them form his mouth throwing them against the wall childishly. Seeker looks at the clothes before giving me a look that can clearly be understood. I sigh silently agreeing with him. I'm asshole.
Walking in the infirmary entrance I'm greeted with the concern faces of my friends each looking at me as if they wanted to rebuke me. Seifer sitting in the corner long legs stretched across four seats smirking at them.
"I told you I'd work my magic." Smirking at me before returning to give them each a good look at his smug smile.
"Who's looking after Adrian?" I flicker of surprise passes his face that I'm talking to him before a genuine smile settles.
"Our little Doctor in consulting with Dr Kadowaki. Advising her not bother as his diagnosis is there's nothing wrong you're merely going through the changing…" The arrogance seeping from his being, eyes widen slightly staring far ahead as if considering a disturbing possibility his eyes snapping to mine.
"Squall!!!" Adrian taking a running jump and I only manage to catch him because of his loud warning. He hugs me close holding me tight.
"I missed you." He smiles up at me brightly. "and Daddy did too. He told me so. Oops I wasn't suppose to tell anyone that." Looking at his father with a sheepish smile. Selphie bring her hands together excitedly nudging Irvine in the side. I make a mental note to stop her scheme before it happens.
"Right kiddo." Getting up from his place not looking quite as relaxed as before. "I think it's time to leave."
Feelings soar high that he didn't deny it. I push them away angry for acting like lovesick schoolgirl. But Adrian clutches me not wanting to let go of me and go into Seifer's arms.
"Dad you promised." Giving Seifer a stern look that made the others snicker.
"Why did you come anyway?" I ask Seifer, suddenly curious as to why he's present here as he isn't worried like the others.
"To make sure your sorry ass got here. I was kind-of hoping that you'd stay defiant at home because I would have dragged your naked ass here."
"Dude you sleep naked." Zell's eye bulging at the idea. I toss a glare at Seifer before turning to Zell.
"I use to before Selphie dressed in incognito yellow busted into my room with her matching yellow camera." Not looking at Selphie but knowing she stood with a pout on her face.
"That wasn't fair Squall you didn't have to annihilate my camera." I smile vaguely. Adrian tugs at my top gaining my attention.
"Commander Leonhart would you us the pleasure of dining with us this evening?" His formal invitation makings me smile wider.
"Where did you learn a speech like that?" Taking it for encouragement grins widely.
"T.V." He says loudly and proudly puffing out his chest looking very much like a mini Seifer.
"Not tonight." A flicker of what could have been disappointment passes through Seifer's eyes before the usual 'I can laugh at the world no matter what it throw at me' settles once again. Adrian pouts bunching his fists.
"Can things go back? Please." Pleading with huge eyes. Like a child asking for his Mummy and Daddy to get back together. I'm momentarily stunned at the impact Seifer's fight and mine is having on him and it makes me wonder at what role this child has given me in his life.
"It can't go back." Tears start glistening in his eye and Seifer opens his mouth in protest before I wave him off.
"Maybe something simular but different, we'll work out the details." Adrian beams and hugs me tightly while Seifer beams too knowing he's been forgiven.
"I have an appointment." I say as put Adrian in Seifer's arms turning to open the door. Selphie, Irvine, Quistis, and Zell all try to follow.
"Alone." Seeing the disappointed faces before I close the door.
Dr Kadowaki sits behind her desk writing in her note pad and looking frustrated. Deems me a glance before returning to her writing. 5 minutes of silence except the occasional scratch of pen on paper she pushes her chair back walking around her desk pulling out a rather large needle. I sigh and hold out my arm.
"You should've picked another form of punishment. I'm a bit of a masochist." Both of us looking at the needle that's too thick and long for it's purpose of drawing blood.
"I never lied to you." I say knowing that not to be the total truth.
"No but you deceived me. Tomorrow you said." She mutters and shakes her head. "Tomorrow never comes. I can't believe you're still using that line or that I fell for it. I'm a seasoned Doctor I should have know." I stare blankly ahead hearing the worry and pain in her voice.
"Right down to business. What are your symptoms?" I frown, symptoms? She's still angry.
"Waking up screaming." I droned I don't want to be here. I don't see the reason.
"Right and the silver eyes?" I glance up at her able to hold my bored expression.
'Fucking asshole' the curse runs over and over in my head finding bitter amusement in the double meaning of the chant. My ass hole pained me but I'm also cursing the smug arrogant prick that caused it Walking to the sink in an attempt to calm down.
I glance into the mirror swirling around to pound the unknown I glimpsed in the mirror. My fist met nothing, just sailing through the air. Glancing back finding the figure turning with me.
"Holy shit." Stumbling back in shock when comprehension finally comes upon me. Slowly bringing my hand to my face, waving it in front of the surface. Closing my eyes that opening them finding the same result doing it again only shutting my eyes for longer not wanting the identical findings.
Liquid silver swirls around my black pupil. Silver that seemed to have a light of it's own and I'm sure if I switch off the light would still be glowing.
"My eyes have always switched between blue and silver." She nods like I'm confirming something for her.
"Anything of else of note before or after this incident?" I mentally sigh she's not going to let me leave if I just say no.
"I've been tired lately not as much energy." Pause but I figure Seifer would probably have told her this. "Sometimes my skin feels as if it's on fire."
After her listening to my heartbeat and the other usual check ups.
"Oh okay were finished here you may leave. I'll call you as soon as I know something until then take things easy don't over exert yourself." I nod my understanding before turning to leave.
ZELL'S POV
It's not the idea of strip poker that has me worried all the chicks in our group have hot bods and the guys too. I mean when Squall showed up in that dress lets just say there became an urgent need to go to the toilet. For a dude he was a seriously convincing chick, the walk and the legs.
Back to the topic.
"Well this is how I figure things went. Seifer kissed Squall. Squall proclaimed his undying love. Seifer says 'I thought we were just fooling around.'
Then Squall says 'I will not be your test dummy because you're curious.' Then storms out really angry and didn't forgive him until a week ago. So there's the low down any questions?"
Irvine puts up his lazily hand from the back row of the classroom Selphie put us in for this secret meeting. Selphie seeing the hand points to him and nods her head sagely for him to proceed.
"Whys it just a kiss? They could have fucked." Frowning briefly before Selphie's bright smile reappears.
"Because Squall forgave him and they're friends again." We all look at her confused Squall would forgive even that given time.
"Well, we all agree that Seifer wouldn't be on bottom." We all nod.
"We all agree that Squall wouldn't let anyone near his ass unless he completely trusted him and thought that this is the one." We all nod again. Squall once admitted in a game of truth and dare that in his 8 month relationship not once had he been on the receiving end. Then since Squall was drunk he went on to tell that getting fucked would feel like he's giving too much of himself away. He couldn't do it for any reason less than love; you know the whole true love thing.
"If they had sex, I don't think Squall could go back to being just friends. I mean kiss and be friends it'd be weird for a while but okay, screw and be friends I don't think so." We all nod it'd be too hard too painful. I like the rest of us think it's possible in theory but don't think it's truly possible.
"Alright since that's settled. Any other questions?"
"What are we going to do?" I don't know how we get ourselves caught up in Selphie's matchmaking. Quistis and I are still undecided. Squall in drag was extremely funny but going further. This could seriously back fire. Both Squall and Seifer rebel when pushed well that's what Quisty says.
We all hear a loud thud. All our eyes are locked on Squall as he approaches Selphie. Who is looking at him as if he's the biggest toughest monster that she's never been able to beat..
"Selphie this stops here. No more." Selphie pouts but if it's a battle of will Squall wins cause no one can stand against his gaze for too long. Selphie looks down in defeat.
"Okay." He nod satisfied. Turns to us as well. "That's it no more matching making."
Leaving us all stunned.
"How'd he know about the meeting?" Irvine speaks the question on our minds. We all shake our heads.
"It's his Garden." Quisty pipes up from my right. It does seem to be answer enough. Squall is definitely a master that knows what is going on in his garden.
"Um, time to go." Quistis pushes back her chair holding her hand out to me I take it just before Selphie cries out.
"No, we're not done yet." She receives a very stern look from Quistis.
"Would you disobey a direct order from your commander?" She in instructor mode dam she's hot when she does this.
"No." Selphie pouts and sighs loudly. "I guess it wouldn't have worked anyway they both too stubborn. Probably would have backfired."
Irvine walks casually to the front and throws his arms around her pulling her close to him.
"Look at it this way sweets. Now they can't blame you for a failed relationship if they get together and break-up." Selphie smiles at him sweetly and leans into the embrace tilting her face up for a kiss that she gets.
"I just wanted to help." Irvine places a kiss on her hair. "I know love, that's how we get suckered into your crazy plans."
"I knew it was something stupid like that." I tell Quistis kissing her on the cheek leading her to the door that Squall left through still holding her hand, not willing to let it go.
UNKNOWN'S POV
She sits at the window strumming her finger on the table impatiently and no matter how much light streams through it will not touch her. The idiot, the one who thinks he has a place in her plans stands behind her chair to a step to her left.
"What will we do the plan doesn't seem to be working?" he's restless making slip up and put in his opinion. She doesn't care for his thoughts he's a slave there for her bidding and nothing more. She turns swiftly back handing him across the face.
"You're not here for opinion. Be quiet we'll just proceed as planned, just because the knight is as hopeless as you doesn't hinder the plans." She takes pleasure in putting the fool in his place and smiles at his shame that has coloured his face red.
She turns looking for me. She knows I'm here but he does not. The bitch finds me, bitch I called her that once a most painful experience and not worth the defiance, that I will not do again. So, Bitch I call her in my mind Sorceress I call her to her face.
She does some fancy hand movement for his benefit but really she just wants me to start the images in the bowl. The ones of the Knight and Hero sometimes the Prophet though she doesn't know about that one, I'll not tell her.
"Squally boy, you nervous?" The knight receives a glare for his question but the Knight seems proud of that.
"I hate speeches." The hero mumbles buttoning the last button spreading his arms asking wordlessly if he looks okay. The knight swirls his finger in the air motioning for the hero to spin around. He turns slowly and the knight grins broadly behind him then move closer reaching out to ruffle the others hair.
"There prefect. Come on lets go. Fujin will kill you soon, she hates this public shit almost as much as you do, leaving her to do the greeting is a daring move." The hero shrugs.
"Adrian?" The brat as the Sorceress likes to call him races into view jumping up and down gaining the hero's attention whose lips twitch as he picks him up. The knight grins grabbing the keys.
"We're set. Let's go."
She's said nothing during the glimpse usually she talks and gives snide remarks on how clueless, stupid and annoying these people are. She looks to the fool.
"Go keep a close watch and I want the gossip." She smiles evilly. "I want to know what's happen in the next month, everything big and small." Then waves her hand dismissing the Idiot.
She stares off into the unknown for a long time reminding me of the Hero but without his quiet calm. Then her attention is back to the now and centred on me, she want something.
"There's a new person I'd like to see images of. The president." I frown she knows the rules I can't do anything if I don't have a connection with an object that is how I focus the images.
"An item has already been placed. I'll leave you to find it." Pushing her chair back walking to the door.
"Yes, Sorceress." I bow, I obey there's nothing else I can do.
SEIFER'S POV
Free hotdogs, Zell's dream come true, brat playing in the background and adult chatting among themselves I'd have to say that the childcare opening was a success, even Leonhart speech. Try to compliment him though and he'll bite your head off.
"So when this party starting?" Zell yells nursing a glass of rum. This is easy picking if Zell gets slugged this early.
"We just have to wait for Squall to get here?" He should be here any second now; he just went to get changed after the opening.
"I think I know Leonhart's secret he wait til' your off your rockets than…"
"Close Seifer." Squall as always finding the prefect moment to enter. He walks to me slowly picking up a drink on his way. "But in reality I'm just that good."
"Hey, what do you know Leonhart? Your not suppose to know." He shrugs his shoulders taking a gulp whisky and coke.
"This is my Garden." He says proudly. I lift my eyebrow at him.
"Just how many of those did you have on your way here?" The question goes unanswered but if I had to guess I'd say at least three shots.
"Booyaka! Shall we begin?"
We all take our places around the table that has name tags placed at each seat. Zell picks his up placing it on his chest and bows his head and fiddles as if nervous.
"Hi everyone. I'm Zell and I'm an alcoholic." The dork receives a glare from Selphie and smacked across the head from Quistis.
"Cheers, Zell." Leonhart lifts his drink and chuckles.
"Well, um because we have too many people we're going to have ta partner up." Selphie looks nervously towards Squall.
"What did I say?"
"I know, I know no more matchmaking but it's the only way we can all play and you can't be a spectator unless your naked." Leonhart seemed to consider the opinion before looking to me.
"Okay, let the games begin." Clapping his hands loudly.
Selphie pulls out the deck of cards dealing them out.
"Each couple takes a piece of clothing and puts it in the centre. The couple that wins gets the pot. Straight flush, four of a kind, full house, flush, straight, three of a kind, two pair, pair and high card. We take turns dealing. The game finishes with both people in the couple are naked. Oh and one more thing your partner has to take your clothing. Any question?" She asks sweetly to the stunned audience.
Damn, she's good. No matchmaking but she can certainly make thing interesting.
The sock was fine but things go down from there. Leonhart is off his face and I'm the biggest moron for not joining him earlier.
"How do we sux this badly?" I protest reaching for his shirt.
"Arms up!"
"Not my top." He bats my hands away suddenly very serious Leonhart we all know and love. Then it dawns on me why Leonhart doesn't want his friends seeing him without his top on. I can't help myself I burst out laughing.
"My Leonhart, the things you keep from your friends." The others look to each other and shrug their shoulders. Raijin being a little more daring than the others smiles broadly.
"I'll bite, ya know. What does Squall got ta hide?" Fujin looks at her husband in wonder at how stupid he is to brave Leonhart's glare.
"Don't you dare Almasy." I open my mouth; he slaps his hand none to gently over my gob making my word incoherent to everyone. Except Irvine who has picked up fluency in mumble, and I'm not going to think about how.
"Squall you have a tattoo?!" Which I promptly get whacked on the back of my head.
"Fuck that hurt, how was I suppose to know he's fluent in burble?" Zell takes a breath daring to ask the question.
Thankfully Selphie interrupts.
"Well, off with it. You still owe us an article of clothing and WE WANT A SHOW." She cries just a tiny bit on the tipsy side but I have a feeling she'd be doing that without any help from alcohol.
I close my eyes tightly take in a deep breath and exhale slowly. I open my eye finding Leonhart looking at me funny.
"Get me another strong drink." He raises his arms standing up. I step closer grabbing the bottom of his shirt. Knowing the others are leaning closer, all holding their breathes.
"They're just going to send me crazy to they see." He sighs looking at Selphie.
"Well, Seifer give them their show." He leans into my hands throwing his head back. For the other couples so far there's been a mini strip tease everytime. Admittedly Selphie and Irvine have been the best to date. I agree with Leonhart it time to change that. This is innocent fun right?
My hands settle on his waist tugging him close moving my left hand to the small of his back. as he wraps his leg around my waist and leans back. Removing the hand from his waist to his stomach hooking his shirt with my thumb and little finger run my hand along his abs.
The audience gasps all the girls including Fujin lean closer as well as Irvine but Zell and Raijin soon follow when they see the first glimpse of Leonhart's tattoo. I smirk and hunch forward covering their view and take Leonhart's nibble between my teeth. He gasps and lets out involuntary moan. That snaps me out of my insanity. Vague memories of the night flood me. Ignoring the knowledge that more than anything that night it was the involuntary moans so against the silent man's nature that turned me on the most. I lower him to the floor straddle him and yank off his top throwing it to the centre of the table getting over with quickly and hoping no one noticed I move off Leonhart.
"That was FUCKIN' HOT." Selphie proclaims before Leonhart's tattoo claims her attention. The tattoo shimmered across his skin seaming to ripple with his heavy breathing. A sea serpent ran down Leonhart's stomach seeming to circle and dive. Scales and water streaming off him was done so realistic that one would think that Leonhart would have to be wet.
"How did you find out?" Quistis asks absently still examining the tattoo.
"I got him a good one when we were young thought I'd killed him. Tore open his top low and behold, fuck it was a shock almost forgot to heal him." I chuckled at the memory that wasn't so funny at the time.
Rolling to his side getting gracefully to his feet sitting into his chair.
"Shall we continue?" Everyone nods reluctantly.
"We won't lose again." Leonhart whispers to me my eyes widen at Leonhart suggesting we cheat.
"They've been doing it all night even Fujin and Quistis. Payback time and a strong drink."
AUTHORS NOTES: I've been away and that's one of the reason I haven't updated in a while but whom cares. Anywho I've made this chapter extra long to compensate. I'm sure the Unknown's pov confusing but she (I think it's a she) just appeared but basically she's an unwilling slave of the sorceress who has powers as well. Could be useful in the future. Alright any question? Anything I could add to make a stronger story? Okay thanks for reading and please review.