Disclaimer: Totally wish I owned FF8, but I don't. /lesigh
AN: Chapter is a bit risque, but nothing to cover your eyes about. Or is that scrub your mind?
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Nadia cried out her arms shooting forward from her dream. Mentally kicking herself she wondered why the hell she had thought it a good idea to learn about the human body. Ever since she had seen the diagrams she was interested in the physical aspects of a male's body. Her dreams were plagued by her infatuation. Tonight's dream stars were men from the port that she had seen when she visited it today. Lead role of her naked man slave was the kind fruit vendor that had let her have some apples free of charge. He had nice green eyes and ebony hair that just left such a lasting impression on her.
He had been so forward in her dream. She knew it was a repeating dream that she had enjoyed from one of her romance novels but that was beside the point. The two lovers in her book finally had a moment alone after weeks of running from the 'bad guys'. Just remembering the trashy romance novel made her blush. The lovers had taken a full day to relax, rejuvenate, and express their love. The book while ultimately imagination fodder gave her the knowledge that there was more than one way to procreate. It also made her see sex was for more than just the survival of the human race.
Realizing that sleep would not come so easy, she stood up looking for her digital display. Zell was out of the house today so she had free rein on his room. When he was in the house she still got his bed and he took the couch, but when he was in the room she was not allowed in. She clicked on her digital display. It was the right where she had left it on the current journal.
Focusing her power she conjured a mirror of water that floated directly in front of her. She saw her reflection staring back at her. She really did adore the trademark hair style hair that her Grandfather Laguna had. She tried not to question where the blonde hair had come from. She had traced back her family tree through pictures up to four generations and no one had blonde hair. She also knew that blue eyes were a recessive trait and she should not have those either. Angry at her features she began to build up her illusion.
Taking a quick glance at her digital display for instructions again she started to change her appearance. Willing her hair to a deep auburn she also began to build the illusion of it being a short bob as opposed to the long locks her mother favored. Looking closer she stared deeply into her eyes the icy blue fading into a deep sea green. Change done, she slapped at the mirror watching in glee as it exploded into a shower of rain that soaked the carpet.
Ignoring the wet carpet she gathered her digital display into a little bag she had purchased as market with gil Squall had given her. Seeing that she had her phone, her extra gil, gum, some marbles, and her favorite stuffed bunny she was ready to go. Slinging the bag over her shoulder she neared the window. The moon peeked at her from the distance endearingly. She popped open the window hoping Zell's mother didn't hear the noise she was making. She was thankful that the houses in Balamb were curved and that Zell had one window that didn't have window below it.
Slipping out of the window her with bum against the wall Nadia tumbled to the floor below without too much damage to her person. She stood up wiping the dirt that had gathered on the knees of her cow print pajamas. Looking around she was surprised to see she wasn't alone. Two people dressed oddly were standing across the street staring at her. They were dressed identical in cream colored coats and grey slacks.
"Hi?" Nadia questioned curious as to why someone other than herself was up. The two men staring at her seemed unphased by her tumble out the window. They walked across the street to her. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to run or not, the fictional characters in the books she had read always did, but she didn't feel any danger.
"Sorceress Rinoa and Matron sent us to watch you." One man said. He was a rather sharp looking man with calm grey eyes and a rather shocking red hair. The other who had chestnut brown hair as well as match brown eyes continued, "We had hoped to watch you from afar, but it seems you wish to get into trouble. We will protect you."
She gave a blink of surprise. Sure enough as if reading her mind the men in cream jackets grinned. "My name is Reginald. We do know it's you Miss Nadia. We knew who has been into the house and who has not exited. We saw you in the window before, so we know you were the person in that room." Making a mental note that the red head was Reginald she turned to the brunette.
"And you are?"
"Sampson Ma'am."
"Reggie and Sam got it. Will you escort me to the ocean then, I haven't seen it at night." She was happy her parents cared to send her protectors. She missed them dearly, but the fact that they had sent Sorceress exclusive guards to protect her showed a testament of their love for her. Did they realize she was a sorceress? They hadn't made any motion suggesting so, but perhaps the White SeeD guards were just over protection.
Shrugging off the thought she made off towards the port with her two guards in tow.
Taking a deep breath Nadia took one last look checking on her guards. Reggie was standing by the door seemingly bored, but tense enough to let her know he was keeping close watch. Sam was perched on the window eyes on the road below.
Nadia close her eyes and attempted to meditate in ways detailed in Adel's book. Three weeks she had been in Balamb, her father visited her one a week and her mother called every other day over her digital display. She had gotten bored fast and delved deeper into her Witch Embodiment powers. She wanted to see what element it was that she had a special affinity to.
Shaking off her illusion, which she could now hold even while asleep, she willed herself to sleep. Entering the shallow sleep she let her body roll back onto the floor and focused her mental will. She sank into her mind past the conscious thoughts to the subconscious thoughts. She found random fleeting thoughts of Adel's will as well as some of Spera's will egging her on to do their agendas. Ignoring those stray thoughts she pushed on deeper, feeling her surrounding grow quiet.
She was close to finding her center as detailed in Adel's book. Soon she would be submerged in her Witch Embodiment, than she would see what elemental it had evolved inside of her. She felt darkness plague her, which she was also prepared for; she resisted the urge to turn away and sank deeper into her mind. The intense nothingness finally lifted as she was overcome by warmth and fierce cold at the same time.
Nadia already knew that fire was out as it had been noted to be one of the easiest to detect. Feeling the energy she continued to sink in her own mind. She felt the urge to let go and fall into the power. However, this was also a warning Adel had put forth, if she let go she might never be able to return to consciousness. Fighting against the urge to try to extend her mental reach she looked deeper. Finally she nailed down the attributes of her energy. It was hot and cold, dangerous if she let it overwhelm her, and yet at the same time gave her completeness.
Shooting up out of her energy through those scatter thoughts of sorceress long past. She found her line of thought jerking out of her slumber. Reginald was away from the door and by her side before her vision cleared a hand holding hers, the other against her back. "What did you see Nadia?" He questioned his eyes staring at her intensely.
"I was the ocean." She chewed her lips wondering how she was such a contrast to her mother. Rolling thunder against a vast ocean was cruel. While she was an amplifier for her mother's magic, the power that could swell and grow through her could just as easily kill her. "Don't tell my mother!" She insisted squeezing Reggie's hand.
Sam frowned from his place on the window, "Are those your only orders?"
"No, tell Zell I will no longer be returning to his house. I'm staying with you." They were no knights, but they would do until she found a proper guardian.
"Understood, I'll give the word." Sam said making his way to the door. An obscene growl ripped through the silent room. Sam paused looking at Reggie for a moment. "I thought you said you ate."
"I did."
Both men turned to Nadia. She gave a laugh, "Sorry I don't need to eat." This time a sharp pain followed the growl of her stomach. "Well- I've never had to eat before…" The sudden realization her body needed something beyond her immediate skills to be happy was unusual. "I've studied cooking… never done it though, is it hard?"
Reggie and Sam stared flabbergasted at their Sorceress. "You know… I have never seen you eat yet. How odd… just let Sam get food, no need to make you cook." Reggie said helping her up and guiding her one of the beds in their hotel room. Sam finally left the room wondering why Nadia had never had to eat before.
"The reports are back from Sampson and Reginald. How odd," Edea muttered reading over the papers. Squall and Rinoa were seated in the Headmaster's chairs again. It was where she could always find the power couple when they weren't sleeping or helping Trabia Gardens. The restoration would be complete within the next couple of months if things went well.
"What does it say?" They said in unison making Edea smile. While it had concerned them a little that the calls that Nadia would answer became less and less, the reports from her White SeeD never faltered.
"Reginald and Sampson report that Nadia is eating. Not as a pleasure experience, she is truly requiring sustenance. They have also sworn specifically to secrecy on what she is practicing, but they say she is delving into her powers as a Sorceress." She could see pain briefly flash across Rinoa's eyes before genuine worry over came her. "I see the need for food as nothing to fret over. It means she is living more as a human. I know it hurts you that you are the reason for her uniqueness, but you should be happy the gods blessed you with child.
"I am sure she was clever enough to find out she had the Witch Embodiment. I just wonder what path she will take. Whose memories do you lack now Rinoa?"
Squall held firm to Rinoa's hand as she closed her eyes clearly searching memories. "I can only see Ultimecia and some of Adel's memories. She doesn't have memories of Adel and us together, which, I suppose I should be thankful for. I wouldn't want her to remember us killing people. What kind of parents would she think we were?"
"Well that's okay then. I'm going to drop by in a day or so to see her. I'll try to talk to her SeeDs when I get there." Squall smiled, "however, speaking of SeeDs why doesn't Rinoa have any White SeeD?"
"I do, you just never see them. They don't come with me unless I am outside of Garden presence." Edea nodded at Rinoa's declaration. It was one thing Edea had been proud of when she had trained her children to protect her. They had the utmost secrecy and protect of a sorceress in mind. Sampson and Reginald had been her second picks if she hadn't been able to get her first in time for Rinoa. She trusted those two to follow Nadia to the ends of the earth to keep her safe.
"Oh I know! I can send her some music spheres that mother recorded. She'll love those." Rinoa said excitedly jumping up from her chair. "A care package is just what she'll need. I'm sure she's starting to miss home. She's been gone a month now. What else should we get her?"
Squall pondered for a moment clearly distressed at what to get a daughter to show a sign of love. "I could… send her… a," Edea could see the poor man struggling with ideas. "I could send her one of my old jackets." Matron watched Rinoa bite back a laugh and a disbelieving look.
"That is a wonderful idea, perhaps make some modifications to it though, to add a feminine touch for her?" Edea interjected before Rinoa lost her composure. He seemed spent at thinking of such a hard gift and slumped into his chair with a nod.
Nadia was utterly and completely sick of Balamb. She had been there what felt like months now under Sam and Reggie's watchful guard. She had already exhausted her book supply from her digital display and had mastered illusions to her satisfaction. She had even skillfully mastered cloaking Sam and Reggie as well.
While casting illusions was no obstacle mastering the elementals was a skill she had no time to practice. The fact she also promised her parents she wouldn't go out looking for a fight, was also a big hamper. As it was she was sitting out on the dock looking over the ocean Sam and Reggie next to her. "You know, for a sorceress you are pretty laid back." Sam smile looking at her through his illusion. He looked like an average raven haired boy in clothes she had seen Zell wear.
"Really? What are the sorceresses like that you use to guard." She toyed with a crystal box containing all the music spheres her mother had sent her. Each sphere held ten songs and the box itself held 8 marble sized spheres. Handing off her box to Reggie he pocketed it as was habit. Sam always spoke to her and Reggie was always taking care of her.
"Well actually they were all children and teens, ones that were overcome with the Witch Embodiment from a minor person. People like you and Rinoa and the former sorceress Edea, are ladies who had the power of several witches that had gathered into the same person over time making a strong Embodiment. If we compared the amount of power a 'normal' sorceress had to you… it would take about ten of them to match you tit for tat if you didn't really try."
"Really! How interesting. I wonder what life across the sea in some place not the Gardens is like. I know Dollet is one of the first places my father did official duty as a SeeD. Think we could go to Dollet?" Reggie gave a sniff, which usually meant he didn't agree with her train of thought.
"I'll put in for proper request to Matron and I'm sure we'll be able to go in no time." Sam said reaching for his digital display. She pushed the little electronic plate into his lap urging him not to use it.
"Look I read up on rules and regulations in the gardens. Believe it or not the White SeeD rules are in there. I know for a fact that once you are given over to a sorceress unless the underlying primary objectives aren't disobeyed, you follow my orders only. We are going to Dollet you guys have the gil right? I know you get paid a pretty penny, I'll return the gil when I see father again."
Reggie looked to Sam, "She's right."
"Wouldn't it be polite to let your parents know where you are?" Sam said wiggling his digital display just a bit. Her hand didn't budge.
"No. I want to have some fun I'll be safe with you guys and we'll be back before the day is out! No one has to know and we can have our fun. Papa isn't due back for at least four more days and mother limits her calls to every two days now. Come on, let loose, have some fun!" She cried out waving her arms in the air. "So I order you to refrain from contacting Squall Leonhart, Rinoa Heartilly, Matron or any of her other alias, as well as anyone falling under Balamb Garden employment!"
Reggie stood up with a grunt, "I'll go buy the tickets, I heard the harbor master saying the next boat heading to Dollet is leaving in forty minutes. Sampson, get the supplies we need." His partner nodded before running off. He looked down at their charge who felt like sporting red hair that matched his and bright pink eyes. He didn't understand why she was always changing her look, she was a perfectly pretty girl without the masks, or perhaps she was using it as a form of protection.
In all honesty the way she had dressed him they looked like brother and sister. He was 'dressed' in a plain white t-shirt and a leather jacket with matching black slacks. Rather simple next to her sky blue shirt, her belly button peeking out from the half zipped shirt. She was wearing a jacket he knew came from her father but had had its sleeves taken off so it looked like a vest. She had donned a zipper heavy skirt that was similar to the one her mother wore.
He guided her over to the ticket stand to stand next to him as he conducted his transaction. He had once asked her how she could remember everything so easily, by either one read or a half focused watching of someone else doing the activity. Nadia's response had been cryptic at the time, 'Normally people's heads aren't as empty as mine.' Later when he had been debriefed about Nadia's special case, he understood what she meant. He wondered how easy it was to think for her, with only about seven months of memory saved in her head.
"Three tickets one way to Dollet please." Reggie said already reaching into his pocket for the gil he would need. Nadia was pouting while looking into her pack, "What wrong?" She looked up at him her hand reaching into her pack. He realized she was beginning to have unvoiced doubts about going to Dollet. Sam had pointed it out one time that she seemed to have a nervous tick without really having one. She didn't respond the way people normally did, he could never see doubt or confusion on her face but she would reach for her stuffed bunny doll when she was uncertain.
The attendant pushed back tickets, so he had a good twenty minutes to talk to her before they had to board the ship. He was certain Sam would be bounding to them shortly with a pack filled with their things. Not like they carried much always ready to be on the move.
"Come." He urged Nadia his hand resting on the small of her back. It didn't escape his notice that he had been doing this often, Nadia never complained when he propelled her in a specific direction with his hand. It could be a blessing and a curse that she was so unresisting to his commands. He guided them to a bench with a smile hoping to get Nadia to let go of the bunny in her pack.
"I've been to Dollet before you know? It's nice place so alive at night. You'll love it." He said stroking her hair. Sam jogged into view a duffel bag slung over his back. Nadia pulled her hand from her pack at the sight of Sam and stood up.
"Did you bring my display?" Sam nodded patting her on the head. Together the three of them headed towards the ship ready to have an adventure.
"That was anti-climatic." Nadia hissed walking slightly ahead of her guards. Sam was annoyed with her temper and felt it best to keep quiet. Reggie was the level headed one with the brains.
"I understand that Nadie, but what do you expect. We arrived at sun down the town tones down quite a bit after sundown." He reached out to comfort their ward, but she skirted out of his reach distracted by a pub. She opened the door and slipped in before he could grab her. "I'll keep watch outside." He sighed taking the duffel bag from Sam.
Sam followed the pampered brat inside mentally chiding himself for thinking of his sorceress that way. She was standing still clearly taking in the sight of the overcrowded pub. Sam waved his fingers as the waitress. She dashed off to prepare a table for them. "What do you think?" He questioned careful to keep his hands off Nadia, he didn't want people getting the wrong impression.
"I read about the Galbadia soldiers in books before. I've never seen them in real life, they are so handsome." She gasped pointing. Sam looked for the table she was looking at. He mused silently that she would ignore the unusually dressed women, the smoking men sharing beers with friends, and the distinct lack of children and focus on the soldiers. Perhaps being raised in a Garden made those her priority. She was in essence, a military brat whose mother and father were idolized for their actions in the last war.
"They are something aren't they? Maybe you should go say 'hi', Balamb is still working on making peace with Galbadia. There was never bad blood between us, but Sorceress Ultimecia ordered a lot of men to be killed by Balamb hands for her cause." Sam whispered, refusing to ever connect the events almost three years ago with his Matron, she had been a puppet in all that. She gave an excited nod taking steps towards table in the distance. He took a firm grip on her arm before she could snake away. "I'm going to go to our table, you have no less than five minutes to say hi before I come find you."
The waitress urged him on with her eyes. Ignoring her he stared Nadia down until he could see his orders register in her mind. With a sharp nod she pulled her arm free and dashed off into the dim light of the pub.
"Hi!" Nadia said her mental clock already running since she parted from Sam. The soldiers who had been chattering over their food and liquor stopped talking. All four of them turned to her and though she could not see their eyes she could feel them sizing her up through their helms. Somehow she found it attractive that she could see their faces. Perhaps it was the mystery involved.
"And you are?" The one on the far right questioned mild irritation showing from his frown. She felt all the blood rushing to her face, perhaps she had not thought this through as well as she could have. Damn Sam for encouraging her to do random things.
Someone stalked up behind her with a hearty shout, "I leave you all for a moment and you let the party die." The person in question slammed a pitcher of strong smelling liquor on the table before turning to look at her. "And who might you be pretty lady?"
"Kin-" Nadia caught herself before she gave away her identity, "a." Irvine Kinneas, one of her parents' dear friends was staring her straight in the eyes. She wasn't sure if he had seen the recognition in her face, but she wasn't going to chance it. She wanted her little dirty get away from her parents to be unknown. She was only staying a day, then riding back to Balamb before her mother and father even noticed she was gone. If Irvine turned her in before that happened she was going to get in big trouble.
"Kina? That's a lovely name for a lovely lady. What brings you to our table?" Irvine said taking a seat next to the guy on the far right.
She was angry with herself as her words came out in a stuttered mess, "I've never seen a Galbadian solider in person before. I just wanted to say hi." The silence at the table made her considering excusing herself and slipping away. She had already wasted three minutes Sam would be after her soon.
The roar of laughter that erupted from the men made her jump. All four men in their navy blue uniforms began pushing each other, slamming the table, and even clapping. "Do you hear her?" "Never seen a Galbadian solider?" "She must live beyond the moon." "What a little cutie!" Irvine laughed a bit, but continued to stare at her as though something was out of place. She felt uncomfortable and was itching to find her stuffed bunny, but Reggie had her bag and he was watching outside.
"Well that is really all I wanted to say. You all look very handsome in your uniforms. I must go though." She said turning to find Sam. She could hear the men protesting behind her, but she took Sam's threat seriously and turned before they could get their hands on her.
"She likes a man in uniform! Sucks to be you Kinneas." One of them howled still laughing. She pushed their chatter out of her mind. Spotting Sam went straight for their table.
"Are you okay?" He questioned his hand going straight to her forehead. She slapped it away in annoyance. She wasn't ready to talk just yet, the blush of her humiliation burning hot. She had definitely not expected to run into anyone her parents knew. Looking back at the table with the soldiers she found Irvine staring at her. She looked back at Sam with a frown.
"They laughed at me. They didn't believe that I have never met a Galbadian solider before." She felt tears threatening pour forth and her voice cracked.
Sam scooted close to her stroking her hair much like Reggie always did knowing it soothed her. "Look Nadia, you have to realize you look about… eighteen. People don't know how special you are, and back when your father had just become a SeeD- Galbadian presence was everywhere. You couldn't throw a rock without hitting a Galbadian soldier. That's why they think it's weird, it's not you."
Her tears were still itching to flow, but the explanation made sense. She was still blushing from embarrassment, but the excuse gave her enough strength to control her wild emotions. Who were they to know she had only been a living breathing sentient human for seven months and not eighteen years? Shaking away the moment, she reached for a menu. This was her favorite part about needing to eat. She could experiment with new flavors and regional dishes. "Atta girl." Sam grinned, scooting back to his own spot.
The waitress came by and took their order. Nadia had even put forth the consideration to order Reggie a fish sandwich and a bottle of beer he had been partial to. Sam and Nadia sat in silence as they often did enjoying the mere presence of the other when Irvine strolled up to her table. He had a tall glass in his hand that look a bit like tea. "Hello Miss Kina may I join you?" Sam welcomed him to the table before Nadia could say no.
"Irvine Kinneas long time no see!" Sam gave a hardy grin holding his hand for Irvine. She could see the cowboy stiffen clearly disturbed by the man he did not know. Sam noticing his reaction realized he was under Nadia's illusion. "Oh sorry," he retracted the offered hand, "last time I saw you we were singing hero praises for saving us from Sorceress Ultemcia." Finding this answer acceptable Irvine took a seat by Sam flashing a grin at Nadia.
"Here this is from me and the guys, we're sorry about that." He handed her the drink. Confused she turned to the table of soldiers who were waiting. They realized she was watching and all waved. She smiled softly taking a swig of the drink. It tasted weird, but was drinkable. She told herself she would finish the gift offering enough though it tasted off.
"Apology accepted."
"So where are you from that you haven't met a Galbadian soldier." Irvine questioned his eyes full of interest. Nadia wasn't sure how to steer the conversation away from that, but she was saved. The waitress came handing out the orders and disappearing just as fast.
"Kina," Sam said in a tart voice, "you know you forgot to phone your mother." She didn't understand what Sam was getting at, but she decided to follow along with it.
"I thought I already told you that I didn't want to call her today."
"Oh so you're that kind of girl are you?" Irvine snickered. She stared at him rather lost. "Look, I speak from experience as an orphan, you only get two parents. Enjoy them while you can you might find they are suddenly gone one day."
"Excuse me?" She seethed. How dare he imply she didn't care about her parents! Though she remembered this little trip was completely unknown to her parents. She wasn't taking their feelings into consideration at all was she?
"I know you're just acting out all kids your age to," He paused his head tilting to the side for a moment, "are your eyes… pink?" Sam's head snapped in her direction anger clearly written on his face. Reggie never complained when she did something unusually, but Sam always berated her when she wanted to try unusual hair colors. Perhaps this was why, damn Sam for being right.
"Nah it's just a trick of the light," she insisted taking a gulp of her drink again. Why did it taste so odd compared to the rest of the things she had imbibed before.
"Don't worry about Kina, she is a rather selfish socialite. Her mother and father spoil her rotten," Sam said with a strained laugh, "when they take that silver spoon out of her mouth she'll wake up." Irvine gave a nod of agreement staring at Nadia in a new way. She didn't like how his eyes were ashamed of her now.
"Waitress, can we have this to go? My friend is waiting outside and I don't believe I want to leave him alone out there much longer." Nadia said flagging down the waitress. She hadn't even had a bite yet, but she felt strongly that any longer in Irvine's presence and her cover would be blown.
"I'm not as spoiled as Sammie makes me out to be."
"Oh really? And who is paying for dinner? Who paid for your ticket? And might I mention that I paid for those boots your wearing!" Sam snapped annoyed at her attitude.
"Am I in the middle of a lover spat?" Irvine said, clearly looking to get away from them.
"No I'm just her body guard, again the whole silver spoon thing. She had a rather sheltered life during the last war… she wouldn't know what people like you and I have been through."
Irvine clearly looked interested in Nadia again. She wanted to slap Sam, she was trying to get rid of Irvine so she could continue exploring Dollet at her leisure, but Sam was intent on keeping him. War hero or not, she was not interested in having her parent's friend tag along. "How is that possible? Sorceress Ultimecia has a really long reach to not have affected your little princess here."
Sam realized his mistake instantly, but again the blunder was covered up by the waitress. Reggie's to-go order was already in a box and Nadia left Sam to shovel their food into their own boxes while she polished off her drink. Irvine realizing he was being ignored, stared at Nadia again. The girl said she didn't have pink eyes, but in this low light they looked red. Either way, the color was unusual and he was staring to get worried. Someone who had not been affected by the war and had unearthly eyes could only mean two things.
The pair stood up ready to excuse themselves from Irvine. He let them go and waved his friends at the table. They gave a nod and he made way after them. Outside he saw a man with similar features as Kina and chalked him up as a brother. "Look I wasn't done talking and you didn't answer my question. Who are you?" He insisted reaching for the Kina.
His arm was slapped away by her brother starling him. "I'm sorry we have to go." She said turning away from him and carelessly stepping onto the road. He glared at the red head who had slapped him forgetting the girl as she was so adamant to get away.
Sam saw the fight that was fixing to break out between Irvine and Reggie. He going to stop the fight, when he noticed they were being lit up. 'Car lights.' His mind registered before turning to look at Nadia. She was still staggering back and forth on the road. "Nadia!" He cried rushing up to her. He took her squarely by the shoulder and was ready to pull her back on the sidewalk, but it was too far away. He could see the car speeding towards them. Numbly he realized he couldn't jump fast enough to get them out of the way. Pushing hard he forced them farther on to road into the other lane.
The car squealed to a halt the driver popping out of the window cursing. Nadia was crying under him about how her head hurt. 'Please tell me I didn't give her a concussion.' He thought pulling her back up with much effort. She was like a sack of potatoes in his arms and it wasn't a good thing. Looking up at Reggie he saw their illusion was gone. They were both clad in their White SeeD uniform and Nadia's yellow locks where impairing his vision.
The break in the illusion was gone just as quick as it had come. "Sorry." Reggie said to Irvine who was still in shock. He forcibly jumped to the other side of the street in one fluid motion. Irvine was still confused when he saw Sam sling Kina carelessly over his shoulder and began to run after Reggie.
"Hey!" He shouted making chase now worried. Mentally he ruled out the crazy girl was an alien. Aliens he could handle. It was sorceresses with the powers of Illusions he worried about. She had SeeD guardians so maybe Edea knew, or perhaps she just had them parading around as SeeD for safety.
Sam and Reggie were positioned outside of Nadia's hotel room. Nadia was furious and was proving as much as she tried vainly to scare Irvine off. "Why did you lie! You're parents are going to have my head!" Irvine shouted dodging another projectile pillow. The little brat would have to throw more than a pillow to get him worried.
"I don't have to explain myself to the likes of you!"
He swatted another pillow out of the way. "Look drop the illusion I know it's you Nadia. I forgot how fast you could grow."
"No!"
He ducked as a vase whizzed over head and shattered against the wall. "Look why did you run away from Balamb?"
"I didn't run away!" She shrieked this time physically hurling the television remote at his head. Perhaps she was losing steam, she hadn't used her Witch Embodiment this time.
"Then why are you here?" He dropped to the floor this time as the television came at him. It didn't crash into the wall like he expected, so he rolled to his left just as it came crash down where he had been laying. "Could you please consider Sam's wallet as you start breaking things in this room.
"Good point." She muttered.
"Now I believe you when you say you didn't run away, but that still doesn't explain why you are in Dollet." He stood up hesitantly waiting for something else to try to smash into his face.
"I wanted some adventure." She whispered sitting motionless on the bed.
"Adventure?" He questioned testing his luck by sitting on the bed near her.
She perked up. "Yes like in the books! Go out find a cause; fight for that cause, and along the way find love and my knight! A proper sorceress isn't a sorceress without her knight!"
"And where did you expect to find this knight, in a pub? Really what were you thinking going to a pub?" He could see she wasn't taking this seriously. Or perhaps it was the fact that he had gotten her drunk and she was clearly not her proper self. He didn't remember Rinoa and Squall mentioning their child to be this wild.
"Well I wanted to pick one of daddy's friends to be my knight. But I can't, what kind of sorceress has a woman as a knight! And Zell is going to get married I can't pick a married man as my knight. He wouldn't always be thinking about my safety! And you," She laughed, "you are not knight material."
He glared at her, "Don't think I've ever been insulted that way before."
"Sorry it's true. I wouldn't trust my sanity and my life to you. You are cute though." She was whispering now squinting at him. "When you talk it's nice. I like your voice." She reached a small hand to touch his face. "You look a bit fruity with all that cowboy stuff… but you are utterly inspiring." She grinned.
He wasn't sure what to say to compliments like that so he just smiled, "Okay I forgive you for saying-" He was cut off when Nadia threw herself on him. They slipped off the bed together Irvine slightly dazed when his head hit the carpet. Nadia's lips where on his pressing down awkwardly.
"Na-"He tried to talk again, but Nadia pressed in harder her tongue tasting his mouth for a moment. He really was hoping no one would bust in, he really didn't want to explain to Squall why his daughter was on top of him. The door didn't bust open and there was no phone ringing in the background. The stillness in fact was rather motivating to give in to the dark side as if the universe was waiting him to do this.
Nadia was kissing him as well as a dog could and this really wouldn't do. He had least had to properly train the girl to kiss or she would never be able to keep a lover let alone a knight. She gave a protesting grunt when he grasped her head and met her drunken conviction with full force. Her grunt of protest gave way to a moan when he pushed his tongue into her mouth. He wasn't really sure what was urging him on now, but he welcomed the feeling and ran his tongue in a circle around hers.
Nadia jerked away forcefully from him. The moment was broken and Irvine was back to his senses wondering how much trouble he would be in. "Wow." She gasped before pressing her lips onto his again. Even as his mind was screaming to stop and desist, that violating Squall's daughter was an offense punishable by death, he continued. Vaguely he wondered if this is what people meant when they said 'it just happened'. His let his hands wander as he consciously tried to take mental notes on how everything felt.
Nadia tasted sweet like the liquor the guys had brought her, which made Irvine laugh. His hands roamed carelessly over her back enjoying the curves and dips. Daring he reached one hand down to cup her butt. She was such a small thing compared to him, his mind jumped to the idea of cradling her small frame to him during sex. That thought was stomped down the moment she jerked up. Could sorceresses read minds? He couldn't remember.
"It's too hot." She gasped her face flush. He watched her peel away her vest and unzip her shirt. Seeing her lacy white bra urged Irvine on as he grabbed her by the shoulders and turned. He stared down at her knowing that under all the illusions what a pretty blonde hair blue eyed brat she was. He bent down taking her lips in his ushering forth another sexual moan.
Not one to have idle hands, he reached up and slipped his fingers under her bra. He wondered if her skin was really so soft to the touch, or if it was spelled that way. She gave a sharp gasp and he saw her illusion fade. Her face paled making her blush that much more exotic. "You're beautiful." He whispered.
Irvine realized his luck was up and the universe was again out to get him when the door slammed open. "Nadia!" Sam hissed coming to her rescue again. "What the heck is going on here?" He demanded stomping towards Irvine and pulling him up.
Nadia gave a weak mew of protest but was unable to get up on her own. "She's drunk! You were taking advantage of her!" Sam said coming to his own conclusions, but Irvine just couldn't focus. He felt like his brain had dropped blow his belt and could only focus on making Nadia moan some more.
"Sam leave it, she's burning up! You let her drink at the pub?" Reggie questioned his eyes narrow.
"We'll take care of her just fine- without you. Please leave our Sorceress alone." Sam hissed propelling Irvine towards the door. He stumbled down the hallway finding that he was finally in touch with his proper brain, when the door had slammed in his face.
"I need to call Squall." He hissed. He had to admit everything now, before those White SeeD reported to Squall about this violation of his daughter. He reached into his pocket for his digital display all the while his feet taking him out of the hotel on their own.
He looked down at the contact list Squall Leonhart flashing in big letters. He stopped in the lobby of the hotel wondering how to open the call. "Hey Leonhart- about your daughter…" That wouldn't do. "Hey Leonhart your kid has a fine ass." No, that wasn't any better. "Hey Leonhart where did you daughter get such cute lingerie?" Okay so maybe his mind was anchored somewhere in his pants still.
"Sir?" Someone questioned poking Irvine on the shoulder. He looked up seeing the President's personal guards. This wasn't good.
"Can I help you?" Irvine responded itching to press call instead of deal with these morons. He really need to get to Squall first, news like this heard second hand was never good.
"We need you to come with us. Your display please." The guard said leaving no room to refuse. Irvine gave a sigh, not liking this turn of events at all. He regretfully handed his display over hoping that he would get it back before those SeeDs got to Squall or worse… Rinoa.