EverShadow: Wow. How long has it been?

Tiger of Blackness: …sorry. I forgot to open your cage after I left.

EverShadow: There's so much light…so much…light.

Tiger of Blackness: So you went a couple of days without food or water. Big deal. Write now.

EverShadow: On with the show…freedom…

Everything Boils Down to Love

Feet shuffled along with the music of the orchestra. Waltz for the Moon, it was called. The orchestra played it every graduation ball. Squall looked across the floor, a glass of wine in his hand. So many young candidates and so much fighting in the world, it was horrible. Some days he just wanted to stretch out and relax and forget that there was anything wrong with the world. The memory of the Omega War still burned its way into his memory many nights before and tonight was no different. So many casualties…

"Squall?" Rinoa asked, walking up to him. He shook his head and turned to her.

"Huh? What?" He replied.

"You're zoning out." She commented, taking his hand. Squall blushed, still slightly unused to such contact, especially after who knows how many years of being the "lone wolf." She smiled.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" She whispered. "So many new SeeD. Any one of them can make a difference and for the better too." He smiled. Ever the optimist, she was. Then again, any one of them could also spell destruction. Best not to think about that.

"IRVINE YOU LITTLE…!" Suddenly, Irvine rushed by them, Selphie hot on his heals. Squall looked over at the spot where the cowboy had previously been. Of course. There stood a group of slightly flustered girls, one of them obviously blushing more than usual. "YOU PERVERT! YOU UNLOYAL LITTLE!"

"That tickles." Quistis whispered, her eyes closed. Seifer smirked and ran his fingers up her side again. "Seifer stop!" She giggled. Seifer sighed, almost dreamily.

"They're playing loud enough for us to hear." He noted, nodding towards the Garden. The two of them sat on the beach. Of course, Seifer didn't want to tell Quistis that he didn't like the beach at all. But it was true, sand got into places he'd rather not mention. Of course, one could easily forget when not wearing anything…

Seifer coughed uncomfortably. Quistis turned her head to regard him, tucked away safely in his arms.

"Something wrong?" She asked.

"Huh? Oh, nothing." He replied. Something uncomfortable was poking in his pants and he began sweating.

"You're acting strange." She moved away from him. "Come on, please tell me you're not still nervous around me."

"Why would I be? I've been around hundreds of beautiful girls before." He smirked. Quistis lightly slapped his arms. But he wasn't exactly ready for what was next. What he planned to do that night. And he wasn't sure Quistis was either. But this…this goddess was someone he wanted to have all to himself and share with no one. And there was only one way of doing that.

"Quistis…I love you." It was three times harder to say it to her than any normal girl. She blushed, the words taking its effect. The thing in his pants was really annoying him, poking him in an uncomfortable position. So he mustered up all his courage and decided to get it over with. In that sitting position, he took out a small box. (A/N: Hentais, what did you think it was?)

"Will you marry me?" Quistis fell back in shock, the water coming up to her fingertips. She fumbled for words and a few seconds later, Seifer, nervous to death, added, "Take the ring or not…it's your choice…" She settled down, composing herself. In all her years of SeeD training, she had never come across how to react in this situation. No chapter 8 paragraph 12: "SeeD will remain composed and will accept or decline the ring whether the person suits them or not" and some rules stating what to do or something. This was more difficult than any mission she'd ever undertaken. This meant a life time commitment (minus divorce) possible kids, how would it affect her job, how would the others react? By killing Seifer?

"Yes!" She replied, banishing all thoughts. Seifer felt like he could breathe again. The two of them hugged and Seifer felt tears of his own coming to his eyes.

"I won't lose you ever again." He promised. They sat there, holding each other tightly, trying not to cry. It was a long time before either of them spoke.

"When should we tell the others?" Quistis asked. Seifer chuckled nervously.

"I don't know. They may have gotten used to us but this…they might just decapitate me and prance around with my head on a stick."

"Just wait until we have kids." Quistis laughed. Suddenly, the full impact of what Seifer had just done hit him and he fell silent. He wasn't regretting what he had done, the two of them fit each other, complimented each other to the fullest that they possibly could. They had been through so much pain, so much fighting that love almost seemed out of the question until they met each other. She was his sorceress and he, her knight. It just worked that way.

"Seifer?" Quistis whispered. "You ok?"

"Yeah, better than ok." He replied, kissing her forehead. Quistis blinked, trying to figure out what was going through her fiancé's head. That felt so good, fiancé…she could get used to say that. She said it a few dozen more times in her head.

"You look content." Seifer noted. She snuggled close, trying to avoid crying. Everything she had ever wanted was coming true. She had someone she loved, she was marrying him, she had a good job, her friends were safe. Seifer kissed the top of her head and then smiled like his old self, brash and sarcastic.

"So, you really want kids?"

"OH MY HYNE. YOU'RE WHAAAAAATTT!" Selphie's scream reverberated through the entire Garden. Seifer rubbed his ears, wincing.

"And you can yell any louder how?" He said irritably. Quistis laughed nervously.

"You're ok with this, right?" She asked. Selphie's mouth was wide open for a moment before jump tackling her friend.

"YOU'VE GOT TO LET ME DO SOMETHING FOR YOUR WEDDING! PLANNING! DECORATING! ANYTHING!" She squealed with joy. Squall stepped out of the elevator, his eyes darkened.

"What, in the name of Hyne, is so exciting that you wake everyone up with your scream?" He demanded.

"SEIFER AND QUISTIS ARE GETTING MARRIED!" Squall's look of anger suddenly changed to one of shock.

"What? Wait, what? Married? As in, rings? Wedding?" He stammered.

"That's right, pubes, I'm stealing your precious Instructor away." Seifer smirked holding Quistis possessively. She stomped on his foot.

"You don't own me, Seifer. Remember that." She hissed, glaring at him coldly.

"Yes ma'am."

"Seifer's whipped!" Zell chuckled poking the other blonde in the back.

"Literally." Irvine added with a perverted smile. Seifer and Quistis both blushed while Selphie went over and kicked him in the shin.

"What, so everyone's up at this hour?" Quistis sighed. Irvine, while hopping around on one foot cursing in all manner of cowboy, stopped to nod.

"Yep, we all heard the racket and came to see what was up."

"All except Rinoa. She sleeps like the dead." Squall noted. Suddenly, at the mention of Rinoa, Seifer's expression turned to one of cruel intent. He took his hands off Quistis and threw his arm around Squall. Everyone around grew afraid of him.

"Say…Pubes…you do remember that happy little promise you made way back when I saved your girlfriend's life, right? HMMM?" Squall paled and went limp. Oh Hyne help me, he thought.

EverShadow: Well! That's that! Wedding's next chapyter, and next chapyter's my last too. Sniff. I'll miss you guys.

Tiger of Blackness: Knowing Ever, though, she'll be back in no time.

EverShadow: That's true.

Tiger of Blackness: May Hyne have mercy on us all when that time comes.

EverShadow: MEW! EverShadow signing off.