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Three

Quistis woke up latter in the morning that she normally did. The sun was beating down on the heavy drapes. Rolling over to her side she realized she was still dressed in her chamber clothing, and on top of the covers. So her encounter with prince Leonhart wasn't a dream. Closing her eyes she forced herself to sit it up. Breakfast was most likely being served and she would have to attend.

Sighing Quistis threw on a simple peach dress and hidden under the skirt she placed on her tall boots. After a walking down several wrong corridors, she found the dinning hall. At the table she found prince Leonhart at the head of the table with his sister to his side. On the other was the raven haired princes Rinoa and her knight Irvine. Quistis placed herself next to Zell at the other side of the table. She was rather impressed that he was at the head of a table again. Last to show up was Princes Selphie and her knight Seifer. Selphie sat next to Princess Ellone and Seifer across from Quistis.

At first no one talked. The food was brought out but nothing was said. Finally princess Rinoa opened her moth, though many would have asked her to close it. She was yelling at her knight for stealing one of her pancakes. How the man ever became a knight was beyond Quistis, but she was almost sure that whatever his weapon was, he had to be good with it. After a few seconds others started to talk about the ball.

"How's your arm Quisty?" looking up from her plate she saw that Zell was watching her. "Better." She offered him a soft smile. The bouncy princess next to her was going on about last night with princess Ellone. Princess Rinoa was trying to force words out of prince Squall but no luck. Irvine was also interjecting in the conversation but Rinoa would yell at him for opening his mouth. Zell continued to talk about last night with Quistis.

"You know it's a shame you didn't stay Sr. Lady Trepe." Quistis looked over to the Knight known as Seifer. "I think if you would have we could have spent more time together. You know, maybe training, me showing you how it's all done." Quirking a brow she tried not to let out a laugh. "I'm sure there are a few things I could learn, though I do have to say little would be from you." Seifer eyed her then smirk. "I could show you have to love." Quistis narrowed her eyes, and cocked her head to the side. Zell knew that look. It was the last thing a dead man would see. It was the look of a pissed off female knight ready to kill.

"Really now? How interesting. For your manners and speech I would not have guessed you've been with many women, nor that you were a well fighter. But then greater things have surprised me. O and looking at a woman's breast is not a way to get her to sleep with you." Standing up she threw her glass of water at his face and stormed off. "Quisty!" Zell chased after her.

"Well, I think I will just check up on lady Trepe." Nodding sweetly princess Ellone left the table. "Can't keep your eyes in the sockets huh Seifer!" Princes Rinoa stormed out of the room. "Nice one Seifer." Irvine looked down at his food and sighed. "I'll just be going." Princess Selphie exited the room fallowed by Irvine. Shaking his head Squall left the room as well.

"Lady Trepe?" Some how Quistis had stormed her way into her room and was now face down on her bed. "Yes?" Prying her face off the pillow she found Zell and princess Ellone outside her open door. "Can we come in Quisty?" Looking at Zell she sighed. It was unlike him to just ask but then again he was with someone. "Yes." Quistis sat up and offered them a seat next to her on the bed. Zell pounced next to her while Ellone stood. "So what happened after I left?"

"Everyone did the same. Almasy is rather humiliated. Everyone said their peace with him." Ellone gave her a soft smile, then nodded. "Well I must leave. Laguna wants to discuss something with me. I shall see you later." With another nodded she left the room. Zell's head immediately falling onto Quistis' shoulder. "Are you ok here?" Smiling she rested her head on his. "I am fine Zell. It's no different than home. All I know is that again my actions are going to get me in trouble. It never fails. Guess we have to brake traditions again." Zell chuckled. "Yeah but you'll dance with me right?" Quistis closed her eyes and smiled. "I always do. So who are you going to go with this time?"

"No one. It's too odd not to go with you." Quistis loved the feeling of comfortably she got when she was around Zell. Footsteps echoed down the hall. She knew who it was. It was rather pointless to think of it was anyone different. Just as she expected her father walked through the door. Pushing Zell off quickly she stood in front of her father. "Zell if you don't mind." Nodding to Kiros, Zell left them.

"Quistis what are you thinking? You are a lady. I can not believe that it was you that acted that way. I will not stand for this. As punishment you will attend tonight's ball with Sr. Almasy. And you will dance with him. Are we clear?" Quistis sighed letting a eyes close. "Yes father." With that he left. His anger at his daughter's actions burning in him.

Sighing Quistis walked out of her room. Stopping mere inches from the door she turned to find prince Squall. Closing her eyes she gave another sigh. "How is you arm?" Quistis only grumbled. Glaring Squall brushed past her.

Again the static like images came to mind. There she was, maybe four, sitting in front of a fire, shivering. A small boy came up behind her and placed a blanket around her. "Quisy.." The small boy cuddled with her in front of the fire as a violent storm raged on out side.

Shaking it off quickly she turned to see Squall spacing out as well. She studied him for a moment before he came back. His stormy eyes snapping back from a foggy grey to a steely blue. Both looked at the other, studying the other. "Ao! Quisty!" Turning round she saw Zell sliding into her. Though Quistis was fast she wasn't ready for this. Zell slammed into her full force and knocked her back into Squall.

Her mind's eye flashed and there she was watching two blond boy fighting while a brunette sat next to her with a bloody lip. Without warring he leap into the dog fight and landed a good square punch in one of the blonds eye. Howling in pain he ran off, while the other glared at him, gave him a good punch in the arm, and ran off. A blur happened and the next thing she knew she was crying in the chest of a young Zell, as rain pored down outside.

A strong grip on her brought her back. Looking around she found herself on the floor between Zell and Squall. Squall had a good grip under her arms and chest while Zell had a hold of her waist. A pain throbbed in her head as she looked around. Slowly Zell pushed himself up and looked down at her wide eyed. "Quistis! You're bleeding!" Reaching up she placed a hand on her head.

She was indeed bleeding. She felt Squall place her in a sitting position with him behind her for support. Quistis wrenched when she felt his hand on her head. A warm tingling came over her and the pain was gone. All of her senses came back. Turning her head round she found herself uncomfortably close, with her back against his chest and belly. His head rested on her shoulder. Their lips so close. Pulling away he tightened his grip in her. "Do not move." For once she was rather frightened about what was going on. Zell watched as they sat there. "Quisty?"

Squall took one of her hands in his. The calluses on his hands were ruff against hers. Slowly he placed their hands on his leg. Quistis could feel the sticky blood running down it. Squall's breath lingered on her skin as he sighed. Closing her eyes she concentrated on what he was silently asking her. Within seconds warmth traveled from her hands into his leg. The heat they both were giving was strong, and once Squall let go of her hand it was over. The warmth of his body left as well and she knew he was stalking off into the shadows of his room. Dazed she looked at Zell who was only gawking at her. "Quisty?" Forcing herself to her feet she smiled at him. "Yes Zell?" Leaning down he offered her a hand. "Come on. Let's go spar."

The both rode out to the lack that Quistis has found the earlier day. After tiring their horses to a branch they walked down to the rocky shore. "This is nice Quisty." picked up a rock and skipped it across the water. Smiling Quistis placed her head on his shoulder. Zell fallowed through and placed his head on hers. "Do you think that you might find someone here?" Zell stiffened a bit. "I don't know. I know mother and father would love that. But.. I can not marry princess Selphie. She's too much for me. Plus I think she has it for that knight Irvine." Quistis chuckled. It was peaceful being with Zell.

"Well, well.. It seems that Prince Dincht and Lady Trepe do have something going on." Quistis pulled away from Zell. By the brush was Sr. Almasy. "What do you want?" Seifer simply smiled. "My dear lady Trepe. I am honored that you are attending the dance with me." Quistis grumbled. "What was that my dear?" Seifer took a few steps towards them only to have Zell land a punch right in his nose. Quistis looked at Zell wide eyed.

"Come on Quisty." Zell stormed past Seifer to his horse. A smirk graced Quistis' lips as they rode back to the castle. Pleased as ever she placed her horse in it's stable. "Thank you Zell." Walking next to her, he placed an arm around her. "No problem Quisty! I just don't want you to get in any more trouble." Smiling the two walked into the castle. Zell carried on about the wonderful punch he landed on Seifer and Quistis just made jokes about it being one of his only perfectly landed punch. "Prince Zell?" Both looked up to see princess Ellone. "May I borrow Zell from you lady Trepe?" Nodding Quistis left them for her room.

After a quick change into something a little more lady like, for her father's sake, she settled down in a chair by a fire. Picking up her favorite book she looked over the first line. 'The greatest thing you will ever know is just to love and be loved in return.' smiling to herself she let her fingers glided over the raised letters on the worn cover. Christian. Rolling her eyes she closed the book. She had read it time and time again. Beatify, truth, freedom, and above all love.

"Lady reads Christian?" Quistis looked up to see Seifer watching her. "And do you?" Seifer only smirked. "The greatest thing you will ever know is just to love.. Right?" Looking him over Quistis smirked. "Close. I'll give it to you." Seifer smirked and sat next to her. "So for the dance.. What color will you be dressed in? I would like to dress to match." Quistis quirked a smile. Maybe he wasn't that bad. "Blue." Seifer smiled at her. After looking her over for a few minutes he nodded and walked over to her. Smirking he placed a simple kiss. "Later lady Trepe." Quistis watched him walk away. A blush roamed across her face as she sat alone.

"You should watch out. Almasy is bad news." Craning her neck she saw prince Squall in the shadows. Coming round he sat on the foot stool in front of her. "I can look out for myself." Quistis looked back at her book and found a page she was most fond of. "And be loved in return. For what good is love if it's not shared?" Quistis looked up at Squall wide eyed. "Never thought about it like that." Squall reached into his coat and pulled out a worn white leather book. "You dropped your book last night."

Quistis reached to take her book back. Their skin brushed. It was like lightning flashing through her. She was hiding. Form what she could not tell. She was curled in the corner, shivering. The door creaked open and a small brunette boy walked in and shut the door. "Quisy?" The boy had a lisp. "Are yoo ok?" The young Quistis curled into him sobbing. "Was Seifer beenin mean oo yoo?" Quistis buried her into him more. "Yess Squall."

Quistis opened her eyes. She was on the floor in prince Squall's arms. "Are you alright?" Stunned Quistis glanced around the room. "What happened?" Squall just shook his head. Nether of them knew what was going on. "You feel out of the chair." Quistis raised an eyebrow. It was very unlike her to just suddenly fall out of a chair. "And how did you end up down here?" Squall looked around and sighed. "I'm not sure myself." Squall helped her to her feet and gave a short bow. "Good day lady Trepe."

"Wait!" Quistis reached out and took hold of his arm. A quick whirl and she was little again crying in the mud on a rainy day. Shaking it off she found herself inches from the prince. "You.." Just as she found the words she needed to get out princess Selphie ran into her. "Lady Trepe! I'm soo glad I found you! I just heard from you father! I can't believe Seifer asked him for your hand!"

AN: Well? What do you think?

Zoe