We met up with Seifer again one week later. The world was throwing a massive celebration over the defeat of Galbadia, and the ultimate good news that Adel would never again terrorize the world. As we stood there, on a pier in Fisherman's Horizon, the boys' fishing, we could hear the hum of Balamb Garden floating over head. I had just kicked Raijin into the ocean after his victory dance for catching his umpteenth fish. I knew it would cheer Seifer up, and we all needed a good laugh. We watched the Garden float through the sky, until it disappeared over the distance.
Five years later, Seifer left us, asking us not to follow him. He wanted to find himself, and perhaps apologize to his victims for his crimes. He married, three times, became a pretty famous writer, and finally died at the age of sixty seven as he was writing his memories.
Raijin stayed in F.H. for twenty years, married, became the mayor, and then retired and moved back to Balamb. He and the little town's mayor, Dincht of all people, became good friends. Raijin is still there, and from time to time I get a letter from that big lug.
Me? I never left F.H. again. I became a martial arts trainer, and then a librarian. Finally I tried my hand at teaching normal school and was offered a position in Balamb Garden by Headmaster Trepe-Caldini, but I declined, as I felt it would be too awkward. After all, I never became a SeeD.
I married, fifteen years after the defeat of Galbadia, and adopted three children. While I enjoyed being alone, there are times when my mind raced back to my youth, and I wonder what might have happened had Raijin and I looked for Seifer before delivering that letter still. My husband, David, died three years ago, and all but one of my children have moved away. My oldest, Eric is a high ranking SeeD, who lives near Trabia. His son, my youngest grandson is engaged to one of the brunette's and cowboy's granddaughters, of all children. I hear she's much like her grandmother was at seventeen. How I pity him.
I am now seventy five years old, and have lived three quarters of a century. I've seen things I never thought I would see, done things I'm not very proud of, and experienced more than what most people could think of. And all this time, I've lived in someone else's time, until now. Now I can thankfully say, I am living a time of my own.
FIN
Author's notes; Okay, for the first time that I'm going to say this, this is not the first time I have written a Final Fantasy 8 story, but it is the first time that I have focused my sole attention on one of the characters. This story takes the view of one the so called minor characters, Fujin during the events of the game. I hope you enjoyed it.
One final note, this is one of the few attempts I have done in writing from first person. So while I know its not as good as my other stories, I think I did a good job with this anyway.