"What Would I Be Without You"
-Kawaii Hana-
DISCLAIMER:
I don't own anything from FF8. Too bad... I would have made a direct sequel from it, though... (Ehehehehe...)
NOTE TO READERS:
- Italic – - represents thoughts
(Italic) – don't mind them
Bold – "emphasized" words
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Chapter 7: We're Married... Really...
Even if his eyes were still closed, Seifer was fully aware that he was already awake. There was something on him that was warm and comfortable. Well, of course, he was still in bed and he didn't want to get up... But there was something else...
He gradually opened them, blinking at the sudden entrance of light from the windows. He began to look around his surroundings. So far, nothing really changed.
Except for one thing... The warm feeling he felt awhile was still intact... What was it you ask?
It was Quistis Trepe... hugging Seifer while asleep... (Yes, you read it right... She was hugging him... without knowing it...)
- Oh damn... By this time, those freaking Trepies would resent me for life... and the next generation... Yeah... I know that's exaggeration but what are the odds...? Life's been unfair for me, lately... –
The blonde SeeD cadet took a deep breath – the deepest one he had ever done all his life... It was like 6:00 in the morning. They should be up by now and doing all these morning rituals... But how could he do that when someone was still asleep and she was really hugging him tightly... (Hmm... I wonder what she's dreaming, eh? Ehehehehe...)
-Man, I was pretty sure we were sleeping at the very opposite sides of the bed... How come I'm facing the other side... with her arms around me...!? –
Then suddenly, as if to answer his question, a small but obscure flashback crossed his mind...
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S-Seifer...
What...?
C-can I s-sleep w-with you...?
Why!?
B-because...I-I...
BOOM... PAK!
Aaahh!!!
S-ssh... Quiet, Quisty... You'll wake up everybody!
B-But...I-I'm scared...
Don't worry... I'll protect you...
Seifer... can we do this every night...? So that you'll protect me...
Sure... every night...
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"Seifer... what the-?"
Her astonished voice interrupted the reminiscing lad's line of flashbacks...
"Why the hell are my arms around you...?" She demanded an answer.
Normally, Seifer would have thought of something that fast. But his eyes were still staring at the woman he had always perceived as someone whom he'll never get along with. Why?
The young man had never seen her like this. She had a fresh face and had long strawberry blonde hair that grew down to her waist during the past two months, albeit her shorter strands stayed the way as it was cut by Rinoa during the 'photo session'.
Whether she had make-up or not... Even if she didn't clip her hair up or not... She would still look ... beautiful... Was it because of her eyes?
"Uh...Hello? Earth to Seifer Almasy?" Her voice interrupted his line of thoughts for the second time.
"Hey, answer the question yourself... All I did was fall asleep and wake up..." Seifer said. Seeing that her hands no longer are around him, he got up from bed.
Quistis sighed. No use getting into useless arguments anymore. This is a real mission... Even for Seifer... "So what's time is it?"
"It's 6 in the morning." The lad answered as he looked at his wristwatch that he place on a drawer before going to sleep. "You go on ahead with your morning rituals while I call the Commander about our status... as he ordered to..."
Quistis had to lift an eyebrow. "Oh... So you're OK with Squall being above you and all?"
Seifer snorted. "For now..." (That had a LOT of meaning in to that, kay?)
"Well... that is... If you pass... this time..." Quistis said one last sarcastic remark before going to the bathroom.
"Oh yes I will..." Seifer shot back as he dialed the number on the phone of their room.
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"Hello... Squall Leonhart speaking..."
"Damn... You sound different in the phone..."
"You don't sound any better as well... Seifer! Let's get to..."
"Business... I know..." Seifer sighed. How did Rinoa get this person to warm up to her? Well, life is still full of mysteries, as they say...
"OK... Let's see... We arrived at Deling at exactly 6:30 in the evening. Irvine and company set off for their mission ten minutes later. Quistis and I decided to stay in the inn for the night." The SeeD cadet began reporting rather seriously.
"You BOTH decided...?" Squall had to ask. That last statement was one to cause raising an eyebrow or two...
"Well... That's what we planned during our discussion back at the Cafeteria?" Seifer didn't know what to answer.
"I see... So what do you plan on doing now?"
"Well, get ready to go out and set for Winhill..." Seifer answered somewhat excitedly.
"You seem ecstatic nowadays..." A sly comment was said.
"Well, it's still early in the morning... What could possibly ruin this 'good' mood?" The SeeD cadet asked from the other side of the line.
"OK... Don't get mad at me... but..."
Seifer had to clean his ears right off that moment. Did Squall just sound like he had done a HUGE mistake...? But come to think of it, Squall had never confessed anything all his life. (In Seifer's point of view, that is...)
"But...? What...?"
"Well, you see... As you have requested for this mission, you needed a pick-up truck or just a vehicle suitable to carry both you and your belongings needed for your temporary residence..." The Commander began.
"Yeah... And..." Seifer didn't know where the loner boy was going to... but he didn't like it...
"Let's just say..." There was a long pause... "There is no vehicle waiting for you..."
"No vehicle... Oh I s- WHAT!?" Indeed, the good mood was ruined...
"Okay... calm down, Seifer Almasy... Now's not the perfect time to panic..."
"What the hell are you saying? It's the PERFECT time to panic! Do you think it's nice to see us carrying our luggage plus furniture plus electronics... and ourselves... all the way to Winhill!?"
"Well, just thought of warning you beforehand..." Squall replied in a sarcastic manner; albeit his tone was as monotonous as always.
"Yeah right! Thanks for your concern, Commander... But I don't think it helps... Not one bit!"
"Seifer... I'm sorry this piece of news isn't what you call 'nice'. But it's better than you knew before finding out the hard way..." Squall said.
There was a pause in that conversation. For once though, Seifer had to admit that the Commander was right; although, he couldn't say it outright...
Seifer sighed for the second time that day. "OK... We'll just a rent a vehicle or something... There's a renting place in the city, right?"
"Yes..."
"OK, that's all I need to hear... Bye..." With that said, the SeeD cadet had hung up the phone.
"OK... From what I'm seeing now, something's not so good..."
Seifer turned to see Quistis already bathed and dressed up for the day though her hair was still wrapped up in a towel.
"Yeah... it didn't sound good... Let's just say we don't have any vehicle to take us to Winhill..." The young man forced in a smile.
"What...!? Then, how can we..."
"We'll rent a vehicle... Then we'll pay as soon after we can..." Seifer quickly suggested.
"OK... Well, your turn to use the bathroom then..." Quistis said, still shocked at Seifer's sudden cool headedness despite the fact he was quite the opposite while talking to Squall...
"Thank you..." And so, the blonde male stood up...
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"Whoa... Pretty lady... Wanna have some fun..." A voice whistled was heard as Quistis and Seifer walked all their way through the city by foot to the rent-a-car place.
"Hey, blondie... Nice!" Catcalls, whistles and comments were all what the two can hear. It was annoying, of course... But, hey, it's the 'perfect' time to keep your cool...
Well, how could they? Quistis was wearing a completely different style than the usual. A hot pink off shoulders top, a red skirt that reached only to her just above her knees and a black heels is just the right thing to get the hormones reacting. And not mention the blonde woman had her hair in a ponytail instead of her usual clipping.
Even with slight changes, Quistis turned from an uptight instructor to a male magnet... even Seifer couldn't believe he was walking with her.
He himself was only wearing only a gray shirt and jeans. That way... Nobody will ever realize that he was the guy waving around with a gunblade hanging around his shoulder during the Sorceress's Welcome Ceremony.
Even so, here they were... Everywhere they walked, they get attention... especially the males. And Quistis was just using the very itty-bitty last of her self control.
As they turned around corner, they passed by a man with same build and height as Seifer but with darker hair. Although Quistis wasn't paying attention to this person, her trained eyes noticed that he was looking at them... pretty intensely...
"Yoo-hoo... Pretty face! Who's that with ya, huh? Your trying-hard suitor!!! Hahahahaha...!" Suddenly, this guy gave them worst thing that can put Seifer out of his sanity. And he actually had the guts to laugh...
And that was the last straw...
"Hey you..." Seifer pointed his finger to the person who had last spoken. Apparently, he was somewhat the same age as Seifer and Quistis.
"What!?" The person shot back...
Seifer suddenly took Quistis's right hand and lifted it up. "Do you see this!?"
True enough, the rude guy saw a silver ring on the girl's ring finger. Instinctively, he looked at the Seifer's and saw the exact same ring...
"Do you know what two rings mean, huh!?" Seifer said and was kind of enraged.
"Uh... Married?" Came the sarcastic reply.
"So if you still have one sole purpose in your life for this world to see... Then butt off my wife!!!"
Quistis gasped mentally... Did Seifer just call her...his wife...?
She shook her head lightly... Of course, he had to say that. It is part of their mission to tell the whole world that they were married.
But still... In the back of her mind, she keeps noticing... the way he said it... He was damn serious... It was like for real...
"Gimme a freakin' break!!! You guys are way too young to be married!"
"Excuse me..." Quistis finally decided to play her part... "We are both 18 years old. It's legal!
"Oh you mean... You guys waited till you're 18? Just to get married!?"
"Well, obviously, yes... We have been waiting for so damn long for that moment where we'll finally be one!!!" She replied back.
Now it was Seifer's turn to be surprised. Sure common sense tells him that it's just acting but... Well, it sounded all too real.
"Yeah right..." Still the man was still messing them around. "That's what you guys say... but what happens when you guys are on the real thing... You get too many children you can't handle... The father leaves the mother alone... Boohoo..."
Without warning, Seifer grabbed the rude man's collar and pushed him to the nearby post. His eyes burning with rage...
"You're wrong!!! I don't care if it's... 10... Or 20 children!!! Even if I have to work till I drop dead!!! Because I don't wanna be that father that walks away!!!"
With that said, a moment of silence and tension ensued...
The rude man grunted in annoyance. "Big words coming from a small guy like you, eh...? Time will tell..." And for once, this man left the two alone...
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Quistis looked at Seifer as they continued to walk again to the renting place. She never saw this side of him...
I don't care if it's... 10...or 20 children!!! Even if I have to work till I drop dead!!! Because I don't wanna be that father that walks away!!!
His words were still stuck in her head. She can't seem to get it out. Furthermore, the young man opted to stay quiet after the sudden outburst... It was as if he kind of remembered something... Something he didn't want to...
Seeing that things aren't want you call... 'Happy', Quistis just merely followed her 'husband' quietly to their destination.
Fortunately, the renting place was not that far off. And for Seifer, it was straight back-to-business...
As they both entered inside, things were pretty busy. The cars and other vehicles come and go... Some were being fixed and others were being broken apart...
Amidst the commotion, there was one person who kept calm and serene... He was seen holding a clipboard in his left arm, a bleeper clipped on his belt, and a lot of the workers of the place seem to be polite and casual towards him. It was safe to conclude that he was the person-in-charge.
"Uh, excuse me, sir. This... is some kind of an emergency..." He proceeded directly towards this person.
"Aaahh... We have kid in here, huh?" The person said in reply and noticed Quistis from behind. "What? You need to get this girl out on a date or something?"
The young man rolled his eyes but still kept the unaffected face. "Uh, sir... She's my wife."
With those words, the person looking at his clipboard for once and stared at Seifer... dumbfounded.
"Oh, really..." The man sighed. "The name's Jim. As you can see, I run the place... And well, what can I do for ya?"
"Well, you see... We already had a vehicle reserved to take us and our luggage to Winhill. But it turns out..."
"The vehicle didn't show up, huh?" The man-in-charge said to save time. He looked at the couple skeptically... and somewhat, suspiciously...
"Is there a problem, sir!?" Seifer asked as a bad feeling gripped his insides.
And he just had to let it out...
"Are you two really married? Or some teenagers trying to elope out of the city...?"
Quistis muffled a gasp as her eyes were wide open. Not that she was shocked that their wedding rings did not convince the suspicious guy... It was because she was just accused of eloping with... of all people...Seifer...
- Geez... I knew pretending to be married wasn't a good idea... – She mumbled to herself as she can see Seifer merely trying to laugh off at what Jim had said. But she knew deep inside, he's muttering about the image of teenagers these days.
"Well, sir... We know we look too young to get married. But...we really are married... See?" The blonde SeeD cadet lifted his right to show the ring.
"OK...OK... I'm just kiddin' ya..." He smiled sheepishly while rubbing his head. "So... Basically, you need a huge car, eh? Let's see..."
The man, who was supposedly in his twenties or so, excused himself to look for the said vehicle, leaving the supposedly married couple alone again, which by that time, they had been probably been used to it.
Seifer approached Quistis and both sighed.
"Okay... Once we get a car... Everything's gonna be fine." Seifer reassured her. "Are you alright?"
Quistis nodded. "Yeah, yeah... Just sick of all the comments about us... Let's see... Oh yeah! One, you're my trying-hard suitor... Two, someone said we're goin' to have children we can't handle... And three, we have just been accused of eloping..."
Seifer could only smile in an awkward manner. Once they get to Winhill, they are bound to have comments like that and are way worse. "Well, this is like part of the package? Ehehehehe..."
Surprisingly, Quistis laughed also which Seifer hadn't expected. For one thing, he has never seen her smile or laugh at anything he says. And she was undeniably breathtaking...
- Wait... What the hell is wrong with me...? OK... Seifer Almasy! Focus! Focus on the mission, Almasy...-
"Uh, Seifer...?"
"Hm?"
"Are you OK...? You were clenching your fist back there?" Quistis asked, puzzled.
"Huh? Uh... nothing! Nothing, really..." The young man suddenly his hands at his back like a guilty child trying to hide his stolen lollipop.
"Yeah... it really was nothing..." Another voice interrupted. It was Jim with a very sorry look on his face.
Both blondes turned to look at him. "Huh?"
"Well, sorry to say... There are no pick-up trucks or any vehicle suitable to carry anything. Everything's being used."
"What? But sir, we need to get to Winhill now!" Seifer explained.
"Well... Why don't you ask Gylan Ronner for some help? He rented a pick-up truck recently. He lives in Winhill, you know. I don't think he needs to store something in the car so I guess may you can ask help him from him."
"Thanks." Seifer said gratefully.
"Well, I heard he's still staying at the inn with a friend of his. That's pretty much it... Sorry for the inconvenience." The middle-aged manager apologized.
"No problem... Thanks." With that, both Seifer and Quistis left for the inn again...
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"Uh, excuse me... Is the name Gylan Ronner still checked in this inn?" Quistis asked the cashier as soon as they had arrived back at the city inn.
"Just a moment please..." The cashier typed for a moment in her computer and waited. "Yes, he is still here, ma'am. In fact, he's downstairs at the PUB with his companion. He is in table no. 5."
"Thank you..." Quistis nodded and approached Seifer with the new info.
Without further delays, both Seifer and Quistis rushed downstairs. The place had soft lounge music which gave a calm and peaceful music. But even so, there were a lot of people in the bar. All were talking and chatting. It was hard to get to see if 'somebody knows Gylan Ronner' in this place.
Furthermore, all the tables were already used, even the chairs from the counter.
"Uh, miss..." A voice called Quistis. "You can sit here with your companion with us. All the seats have apparently been taken."
Both blondes turned to see a man supposedly in his early forties. He had long dark tied in a ponytail. His eyes were like blue chisels of ice. He was wearing a black underneath a checkered long sleeves polo shirt, blue denim pants, and boots.
"Uh, thank you..." Quistis said but had to stop when she saw who the kind man was with.
"It's- It's YOU!!!"
The serenity of the bar was suddenly destroyed as two males pointed at each other rather immaturely humiliating the people with them. But who cares? Seifer was pointing at the man who called him a 'trying-hard suitor' just a while ago...
"Ow...! Gylan, what was that for!?" This man yelped in pain as his older companion hit him in the head all of a sudden.
"Quiet, Zen! We are in a public place if you hadn't realized yet." The middle-aged man said in a grumpy manner, obviously tired of his companion's noisy antics.
Both Quistis and Seifer livened up as soon as they heard the old man's name, though.
"Uh... Mr. Gylan Ronner, right?" The SeeD cadet began.
"Please call me Gylan. What can I do for you?"
Seifer gave Quistis a brief glance before letting out a sigh.
"OK... Well, you see it's kind of a long story..."
Another long alibi, indeed...
"You both are married!? B-but you guys are so-"
"Young! We know, sir... We already had enough remark from your friend last time." Seifer countered in a sarcastic tone.
"Hmph..." The so-called Zen Miller harrumphed. "And proud of it... Ow!" But he earned another hit on the head. Still, the Gylan Ronner looked a little concerned.
"Well, I see you are 18. But... how long have you known each other!?"
"What!?" Both blondes remarked.
"Just answer the damn question!" Zen exclaimed.
"We have known each all our lives since we were like... 4 years old... or even younger than that!" It was Quistis's turn to explain. (Hey, she is telling the truth... She doesn't remember most of it...)
"Whoa... That's heavy. What's this? Some kind of arranged marriage?" Sarcasm was at play here.
"NO!" Both blondes said at the said time. They were completely annoyed. It was like quarrelling pointless arguments to another Seifer. But in a way, he talks like Zell. (Get it? Zen... Zell?)
"How long have you been married?" Asked the still concerned man.
"Uh, well... we got married about a week ago." Seifer suddenly answered without thinking. But thinking over it logically, their pictures were taken about a week ago so it really looked like that way.
"Oh great... We're having a couple who just got back from their honeymoon." Another sarcasm from Zen's courtesy. This time though, both blondes chose to ignore this guy as he is actually left out from the conversation.
"Why move to Winhill?" Came another question.
"Winhill's like our dream home, sir..." Now, it was Quistis to answer without thinking. But that was a suitable answer, though.
"Hmm..." The old man went deep in thought. "Where are you going to stay?"
"Well, we planned to move in the PUB since... it's the only vacant place." Seifer answered. Then suddenly, the left- out guy started laughing again.
"Well good luck sleeping at the PUB... the ghost of Raine Loire dwells there. Beware! Bewa-... Ow!!! Gylan!" Yet another hit on the head was received.
"Zen... Would you shut up for a while!? I'm a little concerned for these kids. Our town has a 'little thing' with newcomers. I'm worried that they might not last about a week because they're just newlyweds... And here all you care about is the ghost that does not even exist!!!"
That was quite enough for the 'Seifer clone' to shut himself off. Nevertheless, both Quistis and Seifer are determined to be on their way to Winhill after this conversation is finished.
"Sir..." Seifer began. "Uh... Gylan, we know it's difficult. We know that it's... tough being your town. But we're prepared to handle it... We've gone through a lot. All we need... is an opportunity to prove it!"
And that was also quite enough for the rest to stare at him in...Well... awe with Zen having his mouth agape (in a sarcastic manner again). I mean, really. Never had Quistis heard him say something dramatic and sincere at the same time.
Gylan sighed. "Hmm... I'll think about it. Anyways, all you need is space from my rented truck, right?"
Both blondes nodded hopefully.
"OK... I'll tell you when I tell you..." With that, he stood up and left the bar.
"Umm... Zen?" Seifer spoke. "Not so much bothering with private matters but what's up with him...?"
"Well, Gylan's just a kind-hearted man at all... well, has bad temper though but... it's just that the last person in Winhill that was not a native...he..." Zen surprisingly grew serious.
"What... what happened?" Seifer asked.
"Nah... I'm just kidding..." His face suddenly lit up and the goofy face reappeared again much to the blondes' chagrin. "Besides... I'm pretty sure Gylan won't let you guys pitch in for the ride. Winhill natives don't trust strangers..."
Seifer rolled his eyes. Quistis mentally had a laugh of that. It was like seeing herself in a male version.
"Oh yeah..." Zen added as stood up from the table. "I have known this guy all my life, too. I'm sure he won't let you guys in.
With that said, he left.
- We'll see... – Seifer said to himself.
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"WHAT!? You are letting them in!?" Zen said quite loudly with his eyes wide open as well was his mouth.
"Does this seem look like I'm helping getting their luggage in the truck?" The old man said as a matter-of-factly as he put the last bag at the back of his vehicle.
"B-but... Are you sure you're Gylan Ronner? You never let outsiders in the town before now you're-"
"They're not outsiders anymore, Zenny-boy. They're now our new neighbors." Gylan said. "We should change the way Winhill sees others. This is a good start. So, Zenny-boy... If you don't mind... get in the car!"
Grunting, the young man went in as did the rest. As he sat in the front passenger seat, Zen could see a smirking Seifer from the side mirror. And all he could do was mutter something about blondes and racism...
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It was quite a long trip from that point on as they have been riding on the car for the past three hours. At this juncture, Quistis was really getting sleepy. The conversation between the males was quite boring as most it were word battles between Seifer and Zen. And for a time, Seifer chose to stay out of the pointless argument as he himself also felt a little sleepy.
And before he knew it, he felt something fell to his left shoulder. It was not hard but it was pretty noticeable. At first, Seifer didn't care but as he somehow heard breathing... And that's where he was starting to feel a little shaky.
Instinctively, he looked over his shoulder. And well, he was right...
It was Quistis asleep on his shoulder. She must have really been tired. Normally, he would have reacted rather violently but knowing that there were two unsuspecting guys in the front seat who could kick them out the vehicle if they ever find out, he just let it be. After all, she was so beautiful when asleep...
- What the... OK! Seifer Almasy... Your mind's gone astray again. Focus on the mission!!! Focus! Focus...-
Without thinking, Seifer placed his head over hers and fell asleep. For a guy who had done all the explaining, the talking, and the arguing, he deserves a rest... with a beautiful wife by his side.
Meanwhile, Zen could see the couple cuddled together and rolled his eyes.
"Grow up... Zen" Gylan commented. "You're just jealous he's got a girl... you don't!!!"
"Shut up!"
The old man laughed as he drove the car in the sandy deserts of Galbadia.
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"Hello? Squall Leonhart speaking." His voice was calm and serious as usual. But after knowing who the speaker from the other line was, his features surprisingly softened.
"Oh... Hello, Rin... How are you? Did something happen? Are you hurt somewhere?"
From all that panic-struck questions, all he received were a bunch of giggles and muffled laughs.
"Squall... Would you stop that? You sound funny when you're scared, though..." The all-too familiar voice reached her beloved's ears.
"Yeah, but seriously, are you-"
"I'm perfectly fine... Squall. I just called to tell you... The operation was a success!!!" He could practically her other comrades cheering from the background.
"Uh, congratulation, I guess."
"And yeah... I also called to tell you that, uh... Thanks for lending us the pick-up truck... And yes, I'm aware that was supposed to be Seifer's but..."
"If only I didn't give in to your heartfelt pleas..." Squall said playfully in a sarcastic way.
"Hey... Doing that kind of makes Seifer to learn how to cope up with unexpected turnouts... Oh yeah! How did he react?"
"Let's just say... it was not really good. But he calmed down a bit after that, though. Said he was just to find a car in the renting place."
"See? It didn't turn out that bad..."
"But if he finds out that I gave you the pick-up truck... he'll kill me for sure!!!"
"Ehehe... Don't worry. My lips are sealed..."
"I just sure hope he won't be suspecting anything..." He said with a sigh.
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Seifer suddenly opened his eyes. He realized that Quistis was still asleep on his shoulder. It didn't dawn to him to how come he had woken up sooner.
Was somebody talking about him somewhere?
Oh well...
Better sleep again...
Because it's actually fun to fall asleep with someone...
And by that time, Seifer hadn't had anytime to mutter 'focus' in his head. He had fallen asleep again.
If you were in the truck right now, you'd think...
They are a married couple... really...
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AUTHOR MISSES YOU ALL!!!
Hiya... Another late update, I know... I kinda spend more time reading fics more rather than writing, you see. I'm pretty much aware that getting to Winhill's too long so... I just made them to 'pretend to be married' in Deling City instead...
See ya in the next chapter... Please review...
SAYONARA!