A/N: Seifer and Edea's relationship is taken to the "next level".
The most evil thing I can do
Is to give my body to you- "Psychopath" by John Lydon
Dr. Kadowaki observed Seifer's wounds and bandaged them, terrified with the things that happened. Edea was sleeping peacefully on a hospital bed, sighed in her deep sleep. Seifer frowned as the Doctor cauterized his cuts and scratches via potions. The plump, kind woman with her perpetual apologetic smile hadn't changed even a little bit.
"You got quite a few gashes Mr. Almasy. Nothing that would threaten you mortally, however. As for Mrs. Kramer... Well, she'll recover as soon as possible as well. Her bruises and scratches are not considerable," she resumed while wiping sweat from her face, "Are there any more injured that need my attention?"
"I would assume so Doc. It was quite a massacre; those wild beasts were in the deepest frenzy. I've seen many wounded, and a few dead." Seifer lowered his head. He didn't feel sorry. He just told her the things he saw.
"Bastards." Growled Dr. Kadowaki. It didn't suit her... It made her kind of comic.
A pleasant melody played before a familiar beautiful voice announced, "Attention, everyone. This is Instructor Trepe. I ask all students and Seeds of Balamb Garden to gather in the main hall immediately. I repeat, everyone gather in the main hall so I can message you about extremely important tidings." Seifer didn't move an inch. She asked students and SeeDs to come, after all. Nor first nor second touched him. He heard the tramping of students and their troubled talking.
"Seifer, you have to go. That concerns you very much too." Dr. Kadowaki said instructingly while looking at him above glasses. "It's no use sitting here. Please come back and tell me," she gulped, "Tell me what happens."
Seifer got up and moved swiftly through the halls without a single sound.
Quistis stood in front of a lectern. It was clear she was in despair. Black shadows under her eyes, a tragic expression on her face, her usually accurate hairstyle and tidy clothes were a total mess. She was shivering a little as she was trying to concentrate and straighten. Rinoa; the usually young and lively Rinoa looked half-alive. She didn't try to hide her tearful face as she sat near Quistis. The third one; Zell, looked like he didn't understand a thing going on around him; all lost and disorientated. Rinoa and Zell didn't mention Seifer, but Quistis looked at him with pain in her eyes and gave him a sign that he should come to the lectern. Seifer ascended to them. Rinoa looked at him emotionless, and he wasn't sure if she even recognized him.
Quistis coughed and took up a microphone.
"Greetings to all of you, students and SeeDs," she paused for a moment, then braced herself and continued, " I want to inform you all of a tragedy that has been laid upon us. You all are aware of the emergency message that we received this morning. The best SeeDs rushed to assist Headmaster Cid and his wife. The perpetrators were assassins from a terrorist organization that was formed in Galbadia. A fierce fight occurred, and... and I can't say we won. The assault was too sudden, and our enemies were really strong. All of you, summon your strength... Headmaster Cid and Selphie Tilmitt were found dead in the orphanage by our cadets," she stopped. The reaction of auditory was indescribable. A loud moan sweeped across the students, as someone started crying. The total despair creeped over the crowd. The message was really unbelievable.
"Silence! I know this is difficult but I've yet to finish. Squall Leonheart is critically wounded, and personal doctors of Esthar President Laguna Loire are fighting to keep him alive." Rinoa couldn't endure the last phrase as she rushed towards the lift and disappeared into it's darkness. "The Headmistress is fortunate enough to be alive with us as she was saved by Seifer Almasy, the one who stands before you." Seifer couldn't help but grin at the crowd as they stared back at him in shock.
Quistis sighed deeply, "Friends, we need to hope for the best. While Commander Leonheart is recovering, I will carry the functions of Headmaster. Using my privileges, I induct Seifer to SeeD rank. I think this is worthy. My message is over and you all may return to whatever you were doing previously. Thank you."
Quistis headed to the lift. Zell stayed where he was and gazed at Seifer with hatred. Seifer followed Quistis and called to her but she shook her head, "Seifer, please. I can't talk right now. I have no strength left. We can talk later, in the evening."
Seifer insisted, "But Instructor, I do think we have something to discuss RIGHT NOW. I never asked you to---"
"LEAVE HER ALONE!" Zell yelled at Seifer, pointing a finger at him, "Just... go away! Things always get like this when you're around! You must be really happy, aren't ya? You're the lucky one here! You are always happy when people die before you, just like now! Quisty gave you quite a good turn; the one you don't deserve!" His eyes flashed, he was almost crying. Quistis entered the lift hastily, pressing the button. She didn't want to hear Zell's whining.
"Listen, Chickenwuss," Seifer started with his most aggressive smile, "Squall's not around to protect you now. There is no Headmaster here to wipe away your tears. Be reasonable, Zell. Things will start to change so quickly you won't even notice."
For the first time, Zell didn't attack or even try to attack Seifer. He just walked away slowly, and disappeared into the crowd of students.
Later in the infirmary...
Seifer walked into Edea's room. She was lying on a bed, her eyes closed.
'This woman, she's just magnificent. She looks like an angel in the moonlight.' Seifer thought as he came in. Edea heard Seifer walk in, and she sat up in the bed and looked at him, troubled. She didn't say a word; her question was silent. She was dressed in a white silk night dress, although before Seifer left, she was in a hospital dress. Why had she changed her clothing?
Seifer sat near her, and laid his hand on her shoulder. She didn't resist, yet she gave a startled look. Her wounds were bandaged accurately.
"Edea, I'm so sorry I left and wasn't with you when you were attacked." Seifer started uncertainly, watching her reaction. She said nothing, just laid back in the bed.
"I don't blame you. You didn't know... It was horrible, Seifer! It was like one of my dreams, one of my nightmares. I needed you to save me from the scary dream. I needed you to save me from those beasts. I needed you badly." She told Seifer. She looked away and stared at the wall. She was confused, embarrassed. She couldn't come to her feelings.
"I know. It was horrible. They killed many SeeDs. That really can terrify a person." Seifer said. What could he have said about her husband? He knew he had to do it, but couldn't. He couldn't make up his mind to tell her. 'Why doesn't she ask? Doesn't she want to know?' Seifer thought,
'How can I tell her? If I'm the killer, if I'm the one who murdered Cid, how can I look her directly in the eyes and say he was killed.'
"It's terrible misfortune." Edea whispered. Seifer waited for her to continue, but she said no more. She showed him just clearly that she didn't want any details. She was satisfied with the information she had, and she left Cid and his fate unknown to herself.
That was her choice.
Edea didn't cry. She wasn't even depressed; just stressed, as she tried to relax. Seifer admired her with all his heart, 'This woman hypnotizes me; her wisdom, her delicate features. And the very fact that she is my trophy. She is the key for my resurrection; she gives me strength and victory.' Seifer thought.
He laid on the bed near Edea, and she was resting with her eyes closed. That very sight gave him insolence... and desire. He caressed her neck with his fingers. Her eyes opened wide, but then rewarded him with a smile. She sighed quietly and glanced at him with all the tenderness she had. Seifer couldn't control his feelings anymore.
He kissed her. She flinched, but showed no resistance. When their lips separated, he saw nothing but wild energy in her eyes; her hidden passion. 'Did Cid ever bother to satisfy her? One kiss and she looks like a burning volcano.' Seifer thought.
"Seifer, I know it's not the right thing. It's immoral on my part. That is not something I should allow..." Edea babbled lowly as Seifer fondled her thigh, kissing her neck persistently. All of his inner essence was excited badly. He was shivering from a wild desire. He laid her down, covering her with himself. His tongue drew a line around her breast, as she moaned passionately. Her nipples were firm already, as her breathe was hardening.
He took off her dress, and threw it on the floor, as she started to undress him. She burned; her eyes were flashing, her lips were wet, her arms caressed Seifer's entire body. She embraced him, impatiently; too tired from a long continence. She scratched his shoulders like a hungry animal, biting her lips as she restrained a scream.A disturbed animal, a hungry cat; which was what she was in that moment. He awakened something deep in her, her bad side, her side that Ultimecia had controlled once before. And now he controls it.
She accepted this awakening with brooding excitement. He moved over her, touching the tender curve of her hip, his fingers tracing her skin. Seifer slipped his fingers between her legs, nudging her ankles further apart. She shifted beneath him as he started to enter her. Her scent was magnificent; rich and beautiful, overpowering even the flowery remnants of a bath she took earlier in the infirmary. The scent of a grown, mature woman, royal and ripe. She was damn tight; like a young girl, due to she hasn't given birth and her ex-husband didn't touch her much.
When he was encased fully in her, he looked her in the eye as he slowly pulled out and then pushed back in. Her eyes were faded; fuddled as she moaned and screamed with pleasure so loud that Seifer was afraid someone would hear them. Edea whimpered as he slammed into her, hitting just the right angle to send tremors throughout her body.
She felt like she was falling in a deep, dark ocean – she had already expressed this feeling. She felt the dark, seducing, luring power overwhelming her again, and she felt her mind being captured again. She felt no shame, no shyness, no guilt. She felt nothing but enormous waves of pleasure shaking her body. Her whimpers became louder as the feeling built up. Finally her body tensed and she screamed his name as she came. Seifer leaned on his arms above her as he quickly pounded into her; once, twice, three times and he went head first into his own orgasm, her name on his lips.