Disclaimer: I don't own FF8. Not a single text, character, or even city name. But I do own the plot and Gravling City, oh yes I do.

Chapter 7 - Nightmares

Squall's Lucky he Doesn't remember

The train had started to slow down to a stop, and we all started grabbing our bags. Selphie snapped out of her trance of watching the scenery flying by, and started unfolding the dreaded chair. With the help of Selphie, we had made it down the way of the train station. She insisted on pushing me, claiming it was the last few minutes of 'serving me.' Seifer knew better then to go against Selphie's wishes, because believe it or not, she has a wrath.

At the edge of Balamb city, Selphie waited for Irvine to come pick her up. The last few minutes were silent and strange, we didn't want to see Irvine's car pull up, but eventually, it did, and the cowboy stepped out.

"Hey, Rinoa!" He said waving before Selphie jumped into his arms. She smiled and came back to me.

"I'll visit you everyday." I laughed and nodded my head. Irvine slightly glared and Seifer, who did his best to ignore it, before he and Selphie got in the car. She waved out of the window before they were completely out of my sight. Seifer knew it was safe again to push the wheelchair.

"Uhm . . .Where do you live in the first place?" I never really asked him where his home was. Hopefully it was near the hospital, so I could still visit Squall.

"Just a little bit off of Balamb. Edea helped me find a place, she felt guilty after the whole 'Possession' thing." I laughed at how nonchalantly he had spoke of it. The 'Possession Thing' he spoke of was actually pretty terrifying. Then, he went to the booth across the street, and rented a car. He lifted me out of the wheelchair, and placed me in the passenger seat. Throwing the wheelchair in the back, he sat in the front, and started to leave the quaint city of Balamb. Seifer started speeding, uncomfortably fast for me, right after the motorcycle accident. Smiling, he realized my nervousness, and went even faster. I slapped his arm.

"Slow down!" He laughed at me and lifted his foot off of the pedal a little.

"A little nervous?" I nodded my head furiously. He started speeding up again, still smirking before pulling to a complete stop. I was flung forward, and after recovering, I slapped him again, and vowed I would never, ever ride in a car with him driving again. I looked out the window to see a small, white house, with not much of a yard and a narrow cement path leading to the door.

"Home sweet home." He said before opening his car door. Then he grabbed the wheelchair and helped me into it, wheeling me up the path. He opened the door to what I guessed was the living room. It was bare with a couch, coffee table, lounge chair, and cream walls. On the other side was a minimal decorated kitchen and a table with two chairs. There was a small staircase, and a door which I guess lead to a bathroom or a closet. Overall, the whole house was bare and lacked what I called - a woman's touch. Maybe a few pinks and pastels would cheer it up a little. . .But that was me being the girl I was, I don't think he would appreciate that.

"Yeah, I didn't really decorate this floor. . .I don't spend much time down here." I laughed. That was completely obvious. We went over to his couch, him sitting in the lounge chair, propping his feet up on the table.

"I can help you decorate. I'm good at that." He snorted.

"I saw your pink room. No offense, it's not my color." I rolled my eyes. I loved my pink princess room. "So, let's talk about that date?" He said more of a question then a statement.

"Alrighty." I tried to say casually, but a date with Seifer was a big thing, I mean I had only ended things with Squall, and I still loved him. When Squall came to my mind, I thought of him and Quistis, with washed away my nerves. If he can hang out with her, I could hang out with Seifer.

"So, what do you prefer, Miss Rinoa? Dinner, a movie?" I giggled.

"Well, gee, those ideas are original." He frowned.

"What would you like to do as a date, paint my freakin' house?"

"Not very romantic. How about shopping in Esthar?" Seifer sighed.

"The idea of shopping with you makes my wallet feel lighter." Well, what was a good date? I hadn't been out with another guy in such a long time, I had no idea. Last time me and Seifer went out, Mr. Original had taken me to lunch. What was a guy's obsession with feeding a girl? I didn't think it any the least romantic. Then I saw Seifer's eyes light up.

"I know the perfect place to take you, and I swear you'll love it." Somehow I doubted that.

"Where?" He stood up.

"It's a surprise. I'll tell you tomorrow." I huffed. A mystery date, sheesh.

"Well, fine, but the day after that, I'm painting."

"Good luck with one moveable arm." Damn he was right. No pink for me. I groaned at the thought of four or five more weeks with my stupid cast. Then I could get crutches, and it'd be another four or five weeks before being able to even walk down the stairs by myself. Seifer walked into the kitchen, leaving me, and came back out with a sandwich. It was ham.

"Gee. . .that sandwich sure looks delicious." I said, licking my lips hungrily. I wanted it.

"It sure tastes that way." He slowly started to put another bite into his mouth, tempting me. If only I could walk over to that chair. I tried to scoot myself.

"I haven't eaten since yesterday. . .Ham's my favorite."

"Mhmm. . ." He said with his mouth full. He took another hint, testing temptation. I know a sandwhich wasn't much, but if you hadn't eaten in a while like me, it was gold.

"You know, I think I'd like a bite."

"You think so?" He was making this extremely difficult. My hunger grew as I watched him finish some more of it off. There was a fourth of the sandwhich left.

"Can I ha-"

"I'll make you a sandwhich!" He said, scarfing down the last bit. He went back into the kitchen, and came back with a plain old sandwhich, placing it on the table. With my free hand, I checked under the bread.

" . . .I like mustard." He rolled his eyes, and came back from the kitchen with a yellow bottle.

"Happy?" I read the label.

" . . .Not that kind." He glared at me, and insisted on putting the mustard on the sandwhich.

". . .But I didn't want it on." He shrugged his shoulders. I ate it anyway, rather having a nasty mustard then nothing at all. He stacked the plates and put them in the kitchen sink.

"Unpacking time?" I nodded and he left my chair by the stairs, carrying me along with my luggage the way up. Thank god there were two rooms at the top. If I had to share a room with Seifer, I'd feel amazingly guilty for Squall. The guest room, was surprisingly, more decorated then the whole downstairs put together - and it was girly. There were light, angelic blue walls and white sheets. In the corner there was a queen sized bed with four tall posts, almost like a princess bed. Across from it there was a white painted dresser with a huge mirror on top. There were sheer white curtains and white trim - I had to applaud him on his decorating skills in this particular room.

"Wow, this room is. . .wow." He set me on the soft bed, and pulled up my suitcase next to me.

"I figured my guests might as well have a good room, since the downstairs isn't anything to look at." He started unpacking my clothes into the dresser - Shirts, skirts, pants, nightgown. Then a horrible thought occurred to me as I stopped him from unzipping the underwear compartment.

How was I going to get dressed in the morning? Selphie had always helped me, but now that she was gone. . .Ugh, I couldn't ask Seifer to help me.

"Seifer, how in the world am I going to get dressed? No wait, don't answer that." I added, seeing the smirk appear on his face before he replied. "I'll manage." He unloaded my toothbrush and comb in the bathroom, but I insisted on keeping my. . .underthings in the suitcase. Seifer agreed to take me to the hospital every week, which wasn't often enough, but I couldn't be a burden. My mind kept wandering the six days that I wouldn't be with him - and Quistis would. I took out a book I had left in my suitcase, and laid on my bed, starting to lose myself within the story. Seifer had been in his other room, which I hadn't seen, and he had disappeared for a while. After snapping back to reality, I looked at the old fashioned clock on a side table next the bed. It was about nine fifteen, and I was extremely tired after the train ride. I tried the best I could with one hand to change into my night gown, and after what seemed like hours I had gotten my white night gown on.

Snuggling under the warm, silk-like sheets, it was moments before I fell asleep, falling into a dream where I didn't want to be. . .

Squall had just come into the flower field. It had been a while since she saw him again. He saw Rinoa sitting in the middle of it, and walked over to her.

'Hey.' she softly said. He sat down right next to her.

'Hi.' he said in that same voice that sent shivers down her spine.

'You came. . . You didn't break your promise.'

' I told you, you'd find me here. I wouldn't lie.' Rinoa sighed.

'I know. . .I missed you. . .a lot. . .' she said, leaning into his chest. He seemed confused like he didn't know what to do. She wanted to feel his arms secure around her, but it didn't come.

'I. . .I can't do this Rinoa.' She looked at him oddly.

'What are you talking about. . .? You came back to me. . .'

'I told you that you'd find me. Not I was going to stay. . .' He was about to leave before she grabbed his arm.

'Don't. Don't. . .leave me!' She said before tears.

'I promised someone else.' He got to his feet, and she grabbed his legs in a desperate attempt.

'I'll still be waiting, I know you'll come back!' But he just freed his legs easily and kept walking. She was sobbing as she looked at the crumpled flowers around her.

'Squall, don't do this! Please just come back!'

But he kept on walking, and soon she was alone again.'

I woke up with perspiration plastering the sheets to my body. Sometimes I hated the freedom dreams provided. It was a few moments that I felt the hot tears running down my cheeks, and I heard footsteps in the door. Instantly I knew it was Seifer, and I must've been quite loud if he would have came into my room.

"Rinoa?" He said in a small whisper. I was glad the lights were out so he couldn't see how horrible I looked, and I imagine it was pretty bad.

"I'm fine." I tried to say in a normal tone, but my voice was cracking and he knew something was up.

"Obviously, you're not." He sat at the very end of my bed. This was embarrassing, I was having nightmares and I needed someone to console me as much as I denied it.

"I'll be okay. Just a little dream." My voice was a little high-pitched, but Seifer ignored it, and stood back up.

"Just ask if you need anything. I'm in the next room." He left back into his own bedroom, and I snuggled under the sheets once more. Sometimes Seifer was a very caring person, of course that was mostly to women, but still, he wasn't the monster Squall and the others made him out to be. I fell asleep a few minutes later, I tried to stay up so I wouldn't have a dream, but eventually I fell into a light, dreamless sleep.

I woke up at nine a.m., when normally I woke up at eight. After setting the alarm for that time, guessing I'd be here a while, I made up my own technique to reach over to the dresser and get clothes. Very carefully kneeled over on my non-broken leg, and then tried my best to open the drawers with one hand. After a bit I succeeded and grabbed the clothes I needed for that day. The hard part was undressing, and the hardest part was redressing. There wasn't any easy part with two broken limbs. It took me quite a while with one hand, but soon I had finally did it, and I realized I would need to get downstairs, and out of the room for that matter. So I did the only thing I could do.

"Seifer!" I yelled to him. After a few seconds, I heard thumping up the stairs, and soon he was in my room.

"What do you need?" I reached my arms out.

"To get up would be nice." Seifer was wearing his usual clothes, minus the huge silver coat. He went over to me and picked me up, and started out of the room. Once we reached the top of the stairs, I smelled the most wonderful aroma in the world. The aroma of food.

"Are you. . .cooking?" I asked him. Hesitantly he nodded his head. This was something not many of the guys that I knew, figured out how to do.

"I'm impressed. The Great Seifer knows how to cook food." He set me on the couch in the living room and struck a heroic pose.

"It's just another thing all Almasy's know how to do." I laughed. Soon he came out with a plate full of the breakfast usuals, and I couldn't be more thankful. I loved food.

"So," I said before putting a forkful of egg in my mouth. "Where are we going this lovely day?"

"Are you ready?" He excitedly questioned, and I nodded in anticipation and suspension.

"We're going to. . ." He paused and I kicked him with my free leg.

"Gravling City!" I clapped my hands, remembering what Gravling City was. It was an amusement park, with the best food around on the shores, and even a shopping center. My dream come true, food and shopping center. Oh yeah, the amusement park's cool too.

This was going to be a very fun day!

Ah, I know this was late, and there's my apologies. I had quite a block on where I thought this would go. I know that this is a Squinoa, but if you want me to change it to RinoaXSeifer I'll do that for you guys. Or I can just make an alternative story for them, because they're a couple I enjoy too.

Anyways, thanks to my reviewers!

Blue Jae - Thank you! Seifer will try his best, but it's all testing Rinoa's love, right?

SavannahX - I made this one long, hehe. I'm not a fan of Quistis either, and thats whom's trying to steal Squall.

Cerulean Crystal - Seifer has earned the good guy role, lol.

rinnyheartillyizawesome - Seifer and Rinoa along with Squinoa's are my favorite too, lol. That's why I was offering to change it or add an alternative.

RealityTrance - My myspace Url is emmy0083 and remember HYPERNESS IS FUN!