Chapter Four---Trust

--Ulti: Oops oops oops. I uploaded five before four. Ok so here's chapter four, then read five and you'll all go "Ohhhh so THAT'S what the hell she was talking about." ok? read.--

Fujin decided to be a sweetheart and accompany her husband back to the house for breakfast. It was at said breakfast that he recieved an invitation from one of the Lords in Delling. Of course, he had to attend. Fujin was not looking forward to that. Those parties were such...such a bore! But really, she had no choice and Seifer was kind enough to take her shopping for a new dress. His idea of a wedding gift, she supposed.

"Well then, shall we go?" Seifer had adjusted quiet well to his wife's quiet nature and expected no reply as he lead her out the door.


" We've been to every store we could possibly come across and you haven't been able to choose a single thing." Seifer was getting irritated and this irritated Fujin. He chose to take her shopping, remember? Deal with it. Fujin spotted a flash of red in a small shoppe and had to have a look inside.

"May I help you?" The man asked, looking at them expectantly, but Fujin was already admiring the crimson colored dress in the far corner. The bodice was tight and the skirts not too big or frilly. It was perfect.

"I'm assuming you like this one then?" Fujin nodded and as the man packaged her dress, she looked around for shoes and such. A pair of tall black boots caught her fancy and Seifer paid for those as well. There, was that so hard?

"Alright you, I'm going to eat and you can finish shopping when I'm done." Fujin laughed. She didn't need anything else, she had all the jewelry she could ever want back at home.


"Squall, dear? Did you remember to invite Seifer and his new wife? I know he's such a arrogant man, but you've known him all your life and his wife seems to be an agreeable sort." Quistis peeked her head into Squall's study and smiled at him.

"Yes, I did, now if I remember correctly, you have a new gown to get into and by tonight's end I'll be dying to take it off you again, so would you hurry and get ready?" Squall gave her a loving peck on the lips and smiled slightly as she rushed off.

Hopefully, married life would settle Seifer down some. It did Squall a world of good.


"Fujin! Are you ready! I've been down here for an hour!" Seifer paced the front hall in exasperation, tugging irritably at the collar of his blue uniform. A small rustle caught his attention as he saw Fujin come down the stairs.

"Finally." He looked her over. Red suited her. Brought out her eyes and made her skin glow even more against silver locks.

"You look beautiful, now let's go!" Fujin rolled her eyes and allowed him to hurry her out the door.


"Dinner is served." All the stuffy, overbearing, self-serving, pompus Lords and Ladies were seated at the table, making idle small talk amoung themselves as the food was being served. A few rather...disgruntled ladies took upon themselves to notice that Fujin didn't say anything. At all.

Well, wasn't that a lovely bit of news. Seifer's new wife and Queen of Delling was a mute. Brillant match, if they had anything to say about it. She could listen to him talk about himself all day long. But they wouldn't leave it at just that, no. This bit of news was too good to keep to themselves.

"Lady Fujin..." Fujin looked up and prepared herself for the barrage of questions. Someone had taken to much notice of her silence.

"I hear that the Delling palace is a lovely place this time of year. The gardens once rivaled those in every country from here to Trabia. What do you think of your new accomadations with your new husband?" The woman smiled at her with a sickenly sweet air of triumph.

"...I agree the garden's are second to none. Spring is a lovely time of year in Delling and as for my husband..." Fujin gave the guests and sly, secretive smile.

"Well, I'd have to say, I'll have a splendid time adjusting." She wriggled her brows suggestively and the table laughed with delight at her light and spunky nature. Seifer hide his astonishment well but squeezed her hand under the table. Fujin smiled at him

Couln't have her husband looking like a fool, now could she?


An.: woot

Becca: you're up at all sorts of the morning aren't you. -snickers at Reeve- You lucky dog. -cuddles edgar- I go lseepy now.