Childhood Tears
Note: This Chapter will be mostly about Quistis and her past with Ouragan. Thank you once again, by the way, for the reviews. I wouldn't mind anonymous reviews either. I just hope most of you are enjoying the story. Thank you very much and please sit back, relax, and read.
Quistis entered the training center with her Save the Queen by her side, ready to strike at the Grats and T-Rexaurs freely roaming the monster's lair. After the surprise meeting with her childhood friend, Ouragan Olage, she really needed to let out some steam. Seeing a pair of Grats approaching her from the peripheral, she took out the legendary whip and began splicing the odious plants with her weapon, slashing them as she fought the tears that threatened to pour from her soul.
'How could he come back after all these years?!'
The grats began spewing a venomous liquid from their mouths, and Quistis dodged it before it could hit her blouse. She took out her whip once more and lashed it at the Garden plants, binding the tendrils of one and sent it against the other with a certain grace only whipmasters could possess.
'I loved him...but he never loved me back...and he would dare to hug me?!'
The grat beneath the corpse that Quistis had flung at it was struggling beneath the weight of the other creature oozing its green blood on the Training Center's soil. When it had finally regained its stance, Quistis was sprinting towards it at inhuman speed before jumping into the air and bringing her Malboro whip down on the creature, slicing it in half. When the battle was over, the instructor slumped to the ground crying.
Flashback
An eleven year-old blonde with glasses sat on the stairs at the base of the elevator, crying. Unlike the other girls in her class who would do nothing but talk about make up and boys, she would be the diligent one poring her eyes over a book. She rarely had friends, and if she did, she usually bossed them around until they got fed up with her. The boys in her class would make fun of her glasses and steal them when she wasn't paying attention to their teasing. Her best friend, Xu, wasn't around to comfort her, as she got sick recently and had to be sent home to her adopted parents.
'I wish I had parents, even if they weren't mine,' she thought while sniffing and blowing her nose with a box of tissues at her side.
Earlier that day, the girls in class had called her an "orphan-bitch", and the sting of those words imbedded themselves deeply into the wounds in Quistis' heart. The boys in her class didn't want anything to do with her, for they feared that the girls might not like them for mingling with a nerd like Quistis Trepe.
'I wish Xu was here. I wish I had friends.'
Quistis continued to cry her heart out before realizing that someone had taken the place beside her on the stairs. She looked up to find an extremely handsome brunette with piercing green eyes staring into her. Her heart skipped a beat before she realized that this guy probably was one of "them". She turned away from him and suddenly felt a hand on her shoulders. She glanced back and found out that this boy was actually a few years older than her. Quistis couldn't help but stare at those gorgeous blue-green pools.
"Hey little girl, is something bothering you?" he queried with concern in his voice.
"No. Nothing really, except that my peers just hate me because I study a lot, have glasses, and am an orphan," she replied sarcastically. She wiped the tears off her eyes and turned her attention to him.
The boy scratched the back of his head and told her gently, "I don't hate you. I think it's cool that you study a lot. Besides, I think the girls just hate you because you look smart, elegant, and really pretty."
With beady-teared eyes, she asked him, "Really?" She then snapped out of her senses.
"Of course not! They hate me because they think I'm a nerd! They hate me because I'm different from them, because I'm an orphan! Why am I telling all of this?? I don't even know you!" she shouted at him. Quistis stood up but before she could run away, the boy gripped her wrist and turned her back to him.
"Of course you do. Don't you remember me Quisty?" he asked with puppy-dog eyes.
She released herself from his hold and spat, "Don't you dare call me Quisty! I..."
The boy wanted to silence her, so he took her in his arms before her mouth could continue shooting snide remarks at him and gave her a warm embrace.
"Quisty, please don't be mad. I'm not going to hurt you."
Quistis broke from the embrace and stared back at him with tears streaming from her eyes.
"Who are you?"
The boy wiped his hand on the crisp Garden uniform and offered it to Quistis.
"It's sad to know that you forgot me, but I am Ouragan, a good friend of yours back at the orphanage."
Quistis, puzzled by his introduction, took his hand and shook it, "Ouragan...I'm sorry...I can't remember you..."
Ouragan said, "You don't have to be sorry Quis. You were probably too young to remember."
Quistis sighed, "Maybe...but you know Ouragan...you shouldn't hang out with me."
Ouragan gave her a confused look. "Why Quisty?"
"Because I'm a loner, and if you are seen around me, the others will probably refuse to hang out with you."
Taking both of her hands into his, he reassured her, "I don't care. You are my friend, and I will stick around you whether you like it or not."
Quistis beamed at his reply, and told him, "I can't do this to you Ouragan. You must be popular in class, with your good looks and all. You can't be with a loser like me."
Ouragan tightened his grip and said, "No. I was your friend a long time ago before I left for Balamb Garden. Before I left, I promised you that we will always be friends. Friends don't break promises Quisty."
Quistis said, "Thank you Ouragan. Thank you. You don't know how much this means to me, to have a friend."
Ouragan gave her a pat on the back.
"No matter what happens, I will always be your friend, Quisty."
Two years later
"Quisty! Can you believe it, I've graduated!" he rejoiced while taking Quistis by the waist and whirling her around the room, laughing.
Quistis' blonde hair was now longer, and even though she hadn't known it, she had grown more beautiful by the day. She had replaced her thick glasses with thin silver frames that enhanced the smart features of her face, and her body had begun to mature, with small lumps called breasts forming on her chests.
She was laughing with her friend too as he broke the announcement to her. She tapped his shoulders with her fingers and he put her down.
"Ouragan, but how? You're only fifteen...you're too young to graduate."
"Quisty, I'm hurt. You, my best friend, can't believe that I could graduate at this age?" he asked while faking his hurt look.
"No! Of course not! I just thought that fifteen year olds weren't allowed to graduate."
Smirking, Ouragan told her, "Well, I think we prodigies can break records, can't we."
Slapping his head, Quistis giggled, "Ouragan! You're soooo full of yourself!"
"Ouch! Hey! Don't do that!" Ouragan retorted with his boyish grin.
Quistis hugged her friend and said, "You know, I'm glad to have a friend like you."
A week later
"Quistis," Ouragan said while waiting door.
Quistis was crying under the sheets. After the surprise meeting with Headmaster Cid last week, Ouragan announced once again to her that he was being taken to some institute for military training.
"What is it Ouragan?" she said while sobbing.
"I'm leaving in ten minutes...I just wanted to see you one more time."
She got up from bed, freshened up a bit and opened the door. Her friend was standing in front of her in a very nice-looking Garden uniform. He had his bags piled on one side of the hall.
"Ouragan, please don't leave. I don't know what I would do without you."
"Quisty, you still have Xu as a friend. I have my responsibilities. I'm sorry I can't stay, but this is really important for me. I still love you as a friend, and I will always be your friend," he said while hugging his friend.
Headmaster Cid walked into the halls.
"Ouragan Olage, your transportation is waiting at the front gate. Please come immediately."
Ouragan looked back to Quistis, "I will always be your friend, I promise."
Ouragan took his bags and walked away from Quistis without looking back. He didn't hear Quistis say, "Ouragan, please don't leave...I love you."
End Flashback
Quistis was still crying when she felt two strong hands on her shoulder.
"Quisty?"
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I'm sorry readers if this chapter took a few days for me to make. I've been busy lately and I'd like to apologize for the long wait. By the way, if you liked the way my story is progressing, do be gracious and write your thoughts down. Next Chapter: A Friend Indeed
Note: This Chapter will be mostly about Quistis and her past with Ouragan. Thank you once again, by the way, for the reviews. I wouldn't mind anonymous reviews either. I just hope most of you are enjoying the story. Thank you very much and please sit back, relax, and read.
Quistis entered the training center with her Save the Queen by her side, ready to strike at the Grats and T-Rexaurs freely roaming the monster's lair. After the surprise meeting with her childhood friend, Ouragan Olage, she really needed to let out some steam. Seeing a pair of Grats approaching her from the peripheral, she took out the legendary whip and began splicing the odious plants with her weapon, slashing them as she fought the tears that threatened to pour from her soul.
'How could he come back after all these years?!'
The grats began spewing a venomous liquid from their mouths, and Quistis dodged it before it could hit her blouse. She took out her whip once more and lashed it at the Garden plants, binding the tendrils of one and sent it against the other with a certain grace only whipmasters could possess.
'I loved him...but he never loved me back...and he would dare to hug me?!'
The grat beneath the corpse that Quistis had flung at it was struggling beneath the weight of the other creature oozing its green blood on the Training Center's soil. When it had finally regained its stance, Quistis was sprinting towards it at inhuman speed before jumping into the air and bringing her Malboro whip down on the creature, slicing it in half. When the battle was over, the instructor slumped to the ground crying.
Flashback
An eleven year-old blonde with glasses sat on the stairs at the base of the elevator, crying. Unlike the other girls in her class who would do nothing but talk about make up and boys, she would be the diligent one poring her eyes over a book. She rarely had friends, and if she did, she usually bossed them around until they got fed up with her. The boys in her class would make fun of her glasses and steal them when she wasn't paying attention to their teasing. Her best friend, Xu, wasn't around to comfort her, as she got sick recently and had to be sent home to her adopted parents.
'I wish I had parents, even if they weren't mine,' she thought while sniffing and blowing her nose with a box of tissues at her side.
Earlier that day, the girls in class had called her an "orphan-bitch", and the sting of those words imbedded themselves deeply into the wounds in Quistis' heart. The boys in her class didn't want anything to do with her, for they feared that the girls might not like them for mingling with a nerd like Quistis Trepe.
'I wish Xu was here. I wish I had friends.'
Quistis continued to cry her heart out before realizing that someone had taken the place beside her on the stairs. She looked up to find an extremely handsome brunette with piercing green eyes staring into her. Her heart skipped a beat before she realized that this guy probably was one of "them". She turned away from him and suddenly felt a hand on her shoulders. She glanced back and found out that this boy was actually a few years older than her. Quistis couldn't help but stare at those gorgeous blue-green pools.
"Hey little girl, is something bothering you?" he queried with concern in his voice.
"No. Nothing really, except that my peers just hate me because I study a lot, have glasses, and am an orphan," she replied sarcastically. She wiped the tears off her eyes and turned her attention to him.
The boy scratched the back of his head and told her gently, "I don't hate you. I think it's cool that you study a lot. Besides, I think the girls just hate you because you look smart, elegant, and really pretty."
With beady-teared eyes, she asked him, "Really?" She then snapped out of her senses.
"Of course not! They hate me because they think I'm a nerd! They hate me because I'm different from them, because I'm an orphan! Why am I telling all of this?? I don't even know you!" she shouted at him. Quistis stood up but before she could run away, the boy gripped her wrist and turned her back to him.
"Of course you do. Don't you remember me Quisty?" he asked with puppy-dog eyes.
She released herself from his hold and spat, "Don't you dare call me Quisty! I..."
The boy wanted to silence her, so he took her in his arms before her mouth could continue shooting snide remarks at him and gave her a warm embrace.
"Quisty, please don't be mad. I'm not going to hurt you."
Quistis broke from the embrace and stared back at him with tears streaming from her eyes.
"Who are you?"
The boy wiped his hand on the crisp Garden uniform and offered it to Quistis.
"It's sad to know that you forgot me, but I am Ouragan, a good friend of yours back at the orphanage."
Quistis, puzzled by his introduction, took his hand and shook it, "Ouragan...I'm sorry...I can't remember you..."
Ouragan said, "You don't have to be sorry Quis. You were probably too young to remember."
Quistis sighed, "Maybe...but you know Ouragan...you shouldn't hang out with me."
Ouragan gave her a confused look. "Why Quisty?"
"Because I'm a loner, and if you are seen around me, the others will probably refuse to hang out with you."
Taking both of her hands into his, he reassured her, "I don't care. You are my friend, and I will stick around you whether you like it or not."
Quistis beamed at his reply, and told him, "I can't do this to you Ouragan. You must be popular in class, with your good looks and all. You can't be with a loser like me."
Ouragan tightened his grip and said, "No. I was your friend a long time ago before I left for Balamb Garden. Before I left, I promised you that we will always be friends. Friends don't break promises Quisty."
Quistis said, "Thank you Ouragan. Thank you. You don't know how much this means to me, to have a friend."
Ouragan gave her a pat on the back.
"No matter what happens, I will always be your friend, Quisty."
Two years later
"Quisty! Can you believe it, I've graduated!" he rejoiced while taking Quistis by the waist and whirling her around the room, laughing.
Quistis' blonde hair was now longer, and even though she hadn't known it, she had grown more beautiful by the day. She had replaced her thick glasses with thin silver frames that enhanced the smart features of her face, and her body had begun to mature, with small lumps called breasts forming on her chests.
She was laughing with her friend too as he broke the announcement to her. She tapped his shoulders with her fingers and he put her down.
"Ouragan, but how? You're only fifteen...you're too young to graduate."
"Quisty, I'm hurt. You, my best friend, can't believe that I could graduate at this age?" he asked while faking his hurt look.
"No! Of course not! I just thought that fifteen year olds weren't allowed to graduate."
Smirking, Ouragan told her, "Well, I think we prodigies can break records, can't we."
Slapping his head, Quistis giggled, "Ouragan! You're soooo full of yourself!"
"Ouch! Hey! Don't do that!" Ouragan retorted with his boyish grin.
Quistis hugged her friend and said, "You know, I'm glad to have a friend like you."
A week later
"Quistis," Ouragan said while waiting door.
Quistis was crying under the sheets. After the surprise meeting with Headmaster Cid last week, Ouragan announced once again to her that he was being taken to some institute for military training.
"What is it Ouragan?" she said while sobbing.
"I'm leaving in ten minutes...I just wanted to see you one more time."
She got up from bed, freshened up a bit and opened the door. Her friend was standing in front of her in a very nice-looking Garden uniform. He had his bags piled on one side of the hall.
"Ouragan, please don't leave. I don't know what I would do without you."
"Quisty, you still have Xu as a friend. I have my responsibilities. I'm sorry I can't stay, but this is really important for me. I still love you as a friend, and I will always be your friend," he said while hugging his friend.
Headmaster Cid walked into the halls.
"Ouragan Olage, your transportation is waiting at the front gate. Please come immediately."
Ouragan looked back to Quistis, "I will always be your friend, I promise."
Ouragan took his bags and walked away from Quistis without looking back. He didn't hear Quistis say, "Ouragan, please don't leave...I love you."
End Flashback
Quistis was still crying when she felt two strong hands on her shoulder.
"Quisty?"
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I'm sorry readers if this chapter took a few days for me to make. I've been busy lately and I'd like to apologize for the long wait. By the way, if you liked the way my story is progressing, do be gracious and write your thoughts down. Next Chapter: A Friend Indeed