A/N: DON'T KILL ME!! I've been really stressed out lately and had more then
one road block to pass before I could write up even this little bit
of....nothing... And PLEASE!! Your Hear, your reading the fic. REVIEW IT!
Even if you hate it, PLEASE REVIEW IT! I WANNA HEAR ALL COMMENTS!!!!
~*~*~*~
Monday's, he hated mondays. Whoever invented mondays better be glad they are dead or he would kill them himself.
A loud pounding on the door broke through to his sleep muttled mind. Muttering darkly, Seifer pulled himself out of his bed, pulled on a pair of boxers and headed for the door. The person on the other side of the door was NOT someone he really didn't want to see at 6 oclock in the morning.
As the door swung open to show a very disgruntled Seifer, Zell grinned. "Morning buddy! How'd it go last night? Heard you got a one on one with Squall, did ya f...EEP!" Zell's sentence disappeared into non- existance as Seifer picked him up by his throat, tossed him into his room and closed the door behind him. Whirling around he settled a dark glare on the blonde whirlwind.
"Lets get a few things straight Chickenwuss. I am NOT your buddy. I am not and never will be your friend and the only thing that happened between Leonheartless and myself is I tought him to keep his hands to himself. Now get up and get out, and NEVER wake me up again!"
Zell grumbled about being called Chickenwuss and jumped to his feet, dusting himself off and doing his best to look like he wasn't just handled like a sack of flour. Seifer brushed past him to get his dressed as Zell moved towards the door. Before opening the door, he looked back to Seifer and scowled, "My name is NOT Chickenwuss!" then slammed the door behind him.
Running a hand through his hair, Seifer pulled his boxers off and fell back into bed, planning to sleep in as late as possible without getting his ass kicked for being obscenely late. After all, its not like he can't sleep in class.
~*~*~*~
"....Remember, Guardian Forces are only to be used when it is absolutely necessary. Next, junctioning Guardian Forces...." Quistis' voice trailed off as he eyed her class. Dincht, present and listening..sort of, Tilmitt, taking notes. Almasy present and...fast asleep. (1)
"Seifer, why don't you explain this topic." Quistis had to triy not to smirk as she got no response and most eyes turned to the sleeping student. The person sitting across from Seifer poked him with a pencil and he sputtered, sitting bolt upright and blinking stupidly for a few minutes. A couple students couldn't help laughing, which recieved glares promising death from the tall blond.
"Quiet everyone. Almasy, I believe I asked you a question." Sneering, Seifer leaned back in his chair and leveled his gaze upon his instructor, who really wasn't much older then himself.
"Oh really? And what would that be Quistis?" That got him rewarded with a growl.
"That is Instructor Trepe to you Almasy. Now answer my question or get your ass to the headmasters office. I'm sure he is wondering why you arn't there yet." With a snort Seifer stood and left the room, knowing better then to get in any more trouble, he's already on probation with the headmaster. Exiting the classroom, he heads down the hall to the elevator.
Cid turned as Seifer entered his office, "Your late Seifer. I was expecting you earlier."
"Yeah well, it took Trepe a little longer then usual to realize I was asleep." At that Cid rolled his eyes and sat down at his desk, gesturing for Seifer to sit across from him which Seifer did begrudgingly.
"You have to stop this Seifer. You are a very talented pupil and I'd like to see you make it to SeeD rank, you've got the skills, but you need to learn to follow directions! This is your last warning Almasy and I mean it. Go to the Training Center or do whatever it takes to wake yourself up and he on time and attentive for your next class. Do you hear me?" Cid was more then a little frustrated, he had given this boy more chances then he should have. If it wasn't for Edea and Seifers show of potential, he would have expelled the boy on his first set of offences. At least he tuned them down.
"Yeah, yeah. I hear you Cid. I'm sorry okay?"
"Fine, get out of here and get ready for your next class. I better not hear about you from anyone again today." With that Seifer left the office and headed out of the Garden completely, heading into Balamb for the breakfast he missed and a good dose of caffeine.
Within the city limits of Balamb, he headed straight for the hotel, that place having the best resturant in Balamb and ran into the one person he didn't want to see again. Low and behold, he walked straight into Squall Leonheart. The bane of his troubles.
He really really hates mondays.
~*~*~*~
Kovanicka
A/N: REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! ehehe.. I HOPE you get the point!
(1) Can't you just see the sweatdrop?
~*~*~*~
Monday's, he hated mondays. Whoever invented mondays better be glad they are dead or he would kill them himself.
A loud pounding on the door broke through to his sleep muttled mind. Muttering darkly, Seifer pulled himself out of his bed, pulled on a pair of boxers and headed for the door. The person on the other side of the door was NOT someone he really didn't want to see at 6 oclock in the morning.
As the door swung open to show a very disgruntled Seifer, Zell grinned. "Morning buddy! How'd it go last night? Heard you got a one on one with Squall, did ya f...EEP!" Zell's sentence disappeared into non- existance as Seifer picked him up by his throat, tossed him into his room and closed the door behind him. Whirling around he settled a dark glare on the blonde whirlwind.
"Lets get a few things straight Chickenwuss. I am NOT your buddy. I am not and never will be your friend and the only thing that happened between Leonheartless and myself is I tought him to keep his hands to himself. Now get up and get out, and NEVER wake me up again!"
Zell grumbled about being called Chickenwuss and jumped to his feet, dusting himself off and doing his best to look like he wasn't just handled like a sack of flour. Seifer brushed past him to get his dressed as Zell moved towards the door. Before opening the door, he looked back to Seifer and scowled, "My name is NOT Chickenwuss!" then slammed the door behind him.
Running a hand through his hair, Seifer pulled his boxers off and fell back into bed, planning to sleep in as late as possible without getting his ass kicked for being obscenely late. After all, its not like he can't sleep in class.
~*~*~*~
"....Remember, Guardian Forces are only to be used when it is absolutely necessary. Next, junctioning Guardian Forces...." Quistis' voice trailed off as he eyed her class. Dincht, present and listening..sort of, Tilmitt, taking notes. Almasy present and...fast asleep. (1)
"Seifer, why don't you explain this topic." Quistis had to triy not to smirk as she got no response and most eyes turned to the sleeping student. The person sitting across from Seifer poked him with a pencil and he sputtered, sitting bolt upright and blinking stupidly for a few minutes. A couple students couldn't help laughing, which recieved glares promising death from the tall blond.
"Quiet everyone. Almasy, I believe I asked you a question." Sneering, Seifer leaned back in his chair and leveled his gaze upon his instructor, who really wasn't much older then himself.
"Oh really? And what would that be Quistis?" That got him rewarded with a growl.
"That is Instructor Trepe to you Almasy. Now answer my question or get your ass to the headmasters office. I'm sure he is wondering why you arn't there yet." With a snort Seifer stood and left the room, knowing better then to get in any more trouble, he's already on probation with the headmaster. Exiting the classroom, he heads down the hall to the elevator.
Cid turned as Seifer entered his office, "Your late Seifer. I was expecting you earlier."
"Yeah well, it took Trepe a little longer then usual to realize I was asleep." At that Cid rolled his eyes and sat down at his desk, gesturing for Seifer to sit across from him which Seifer did begrudgingly.
"You have to stop this Seifer. You are a very talented pupil and I'd like to see you make it to SeeD rank, you've got the skills, but you need to learn to follow directions! This is your last warning Almasy and I mean it. Go to the Training Center or do whatever it takes to wake yourself up and he on time and attentive for your next class. Do you hear me?" Cid was more then a little frustrated, he had given this boy more chances then he should have. If it wasn't for Edea and Seifers show of potential, he would have expelled the boy on his first set of offences. At least he tuned them down.
"Yeah, yeah. I hear you Cid. I'm sorry okay?"
"Fine, get out of here and get ready for your next class. I better not hear about you from anyone again today." With that Seifer left the office and headed out of the Garden completely, heading into Balamb for the breakfast he missed and a good dose of caffeine.
Within the city limits of Balamb, he headed straight for the hotel, that place having the best resturant in Balamb and ran into the one person he didn't want to see again. Low and behold, he walked straight into Squall Leonheart. The bane of his troubles.
He really really hates mondays.
~*~*~*~
Kovanicka
A/N: REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! ehehe.. I HOPE you get the point!
(1) Can't you just see the sweatdrop?