Installment number two! Man I am on a role, two chapters in one day, well I hope you all enjoy it! ffviii belongs to Squaresoft blah blah blah.

Chapter 2: Things Just Get Screwier and Screwier

"The question isn't where the hell are you, it is when the hell are you.And where the hell are you, but you get my point," it was passion who was in the corner of the room, wrapped in the arms of a sinister looking man. Seifer wanted to say something, to move, but he found himself frozen in place.

"I don't think he understands dear," the man spoke softly into her ear, making her smile.

"You drive me insane sometimes," spoke back to him accompanied by her own giggles.

"That's my job."

"Seifer, you always wonder what your life could have been like if only you had heeded her warning," she made indication to Quistis, "Thanks to your oh so chivalrous rescuer, I had all I needed to let you see what it would indeed be like. So here is how this work," she broke away from the man and took a few steps forward, "This is not permanent, your only here to learn, and one you have learned what you needed to you go back. In a way this is like a dream, so I implore you, do not act freaked out or else you'll get a visit from Rellick."

"Hello," the man stepped forward, his raven hair covering his eyes slightly, "Trust me, you don't want a visit from me.My name might not explain it like Passion's does, but I am insanity.This is a very rare gift you have been given, and there are few rules, but there is one important one: Do not abuse this gift, do not ignore it, or treat it like a nightmare and dismember it, because that is a slap in our faces, those who deemed you worthy."

"This is your what if Seifer, do not waste it," she gave a look to Rellick and then back to Seifer, "If you understand and agree then nod," regaining control of his body he slowly nodded unsurely, "Good, so here is the specifics on yourself; you and Blondie over there are the resident SeeDs of Balamb, and you also run the inn down the road. One of you patrols, while the other is managing the inn, you always patrol first for two hours and then you report to the inn. That is all you need to know I think, so we are just going to take our leave."

"You forgot the most important detail, love," Rellick reminded her, "You have a kid," the expression on Seifer's face was worth a thousand words, "Just kidding! Wow look at your face!" they both burst out with laughter before disappearing in a red poof.

He wasn't sure what to think of this situation.There were just so many questions filling the void. Could this be possible? His muscles tightened as the feeling of being uncomfortable grew ever more. Quistis shifted as she began to wake up. Her eyes opened and she looked up at him, still half asleep.
"Morning," she said sleepily sitting up. She was much different than she had ever remembered in the past. Her hair was down and surprisingly wavy at the ends as it fell two inches past her shoulders. It shone in the morning light as if it were the sunlight in its entirety. Her icy blue eyes smiled at him somehow, making him wonder what he had ever done to make her look at him this way.

"G.Good morning," he managed to barely get out. Seifer was trying very hard not to stare at her, for she only wore a short, low cut pink nightgown. He squinted a little bit.

"Something wrong?" she asked, not very suspicious, but more curious than anything.

"Um no," he said uneasily. She let her face fall of his bare chest once more, and gave a little groan.

"Do we really have to get up today?" she asked, voice muffled by her position. He could feel her hot breath on his naked chest. Seifer knew he in no way loved Quistis, but the atmosphere in which they were in was just so overwhelming with that certain emotion.

"I think we had better," he slipped out from the bed and noticed suddenly that he only wore a pair of boxers. He began to blush brightly and make his way cautiously to t doorway.

"Where you going?" she asked sleepily.

"Shower," he responded. She looked at him confusedly.

"Bathroom is that way," she pointed in the opposite direction of which Seifer was going, "I swear sometimes you have the memory of a goldfish."

"Heh heh, goldfish, that's a good one," he quickly made his way to the bathroom but was stopped by her voice.

"Hey Seif," she called, "Don't use up all the hot water again or else I'll kick your ass," she began to laugh softly.

"Okay." he quickly snapped the door shut and leaned against it, taking a few deep breaths, "This cannot be happening," he told himself as he ran a hand through his hair. It just didn't seem possibly, and yet at the same time it felt.He didn't know.Right? No, no, no, it couldn't be right, no way in hell. Seifer had only been in this weird dimension for what 15 to 20 minutes? How could he form such opinions about it so quickly? But she looked at him with those eyes so warm, and loving, it was just impossible. He walked over to the shower and turned the tab labeled "Hot," and took off what little he was wearing and stepped into the shower.

He cringed as a wave of cold water hit him, but soon the water was warm and comforting to his oh so complicated life. Should he play along or try to wake up from this extremely bizarre dream? Part of him wanted to believe that it was a dream, but somehow he knew that it was no such thing. Those two people, those emotions, were voices of truth, no matter how screwed up they seemed. They looked him in the eye, and he knew then and there that this was indeed real.

"Shit," he sighed and reached for a bottle of 2 in 1 conditioner + shampoo, squeezed it, and put the contents in his hair.His hair was longer that it was before, it fell to his upper lip now, unlike his cleaner cut before. He was beginning to become shaken by this whole ordeal, and quickly washed out the substance from his golden locks.

Reaching outside the shower he found a towel, which he dried himself off with and wrapped around his waist. He stepped out of the bathroom, and back into his room to see Quistis sitting on the bed in a satin robe awaiting him to return.

"Wow five minutes," she smirked and got up and walked towards him, "That must be a new record," she wrapped her arms around his damp neck and gave him a sensual kiss, "I'll see you at the inn, I want you to get an early start on the patrolling considering your doing so well on time," she kissed him again and bit his lip playfully before retreating to the bathroom. Seifer brought his hand to his lip in disbelief, was this really the same Quistis?

After five minutes of looking, Seifer finally found what appeared to be his clothes and got dressed. He decided on a black sleeveless T-shirt and blue jeans, and thank Hyne that he was able to find his Hyperion shortly after. If there was one thing he was thankful for, it was his weapon, which seemed to be the only familiar thing to him now. So with his mind still muddled he left his home and proceeded to walk around the familiar town. Hopefully he would find something to kill, or fight, or just get violent with, to make him feel better, but he had no such luck.

"Seifer, my man!" came an annoyingly familiar voice belonging to Zell Dintch. Seifer sighed and turned to face him, judging by his tone of voice, they were apparently friends now. What he saw surprised him, for this Zell was a very different Zell. He wore a glue sweater with black pants, and his hair was cut in a gelled step cut, but the most shocking thing was his tattoo was gone.

"Zell, uh.Hey," Zell made him do one of those guy hand shake hug things before continuing the conversation.

"Out on your rounds huh?"

"Yeah."

"Pretty early for you man, how about you come have some coffee at my place, Quistis won't have to know," he gave a little laugh.

"That sounds good," Seifer agreed and followed Zell into his mother's house, which Seifer guessed Zell had inherited. Maybe he would be able to get some useful information about his life from Chicken Wuss, Seifer would just have to play nice.

To be continued.{R/R please!}