Disclaimer: me do not own sadly, or Quistis would be gagged and bound somewhere in D-District, Seifer would be my awesome gunblade weilding body guard and Squall would be his partner in crime. Griever would be my pet dog XD and maybe I'd put Zell in rehab 'cos of his obsession with hotdogs...just eww.
Warnings: Quistis bashing, aggitated Seifer. Squall having a bad headache. KIDNAPPER! in general. Oh and Bad language, I think it's only in one sentence but still, you've been warned!
A/N: *dodges gunblades* people please! I know I'm late and I apologise completely but I've updated and Chapter three is done, I'm just checking for mistakes and tweaking it here and there and when I'm free from college, I'll update again, promise! Remeber to review and tell me what you think, I'll send you hugs!
ENJOY!
Seifer was pacing.
He never paced or tried to wear a line into the carpet before but today just seemed perfect for the action, so he paced. Like a caged lion, snarling at any innocent cadet who dared to enter the room to ask if him or his posse needed anything, to which the poor teen left shaking in his or her boots, close to tears with the order of a strong coffee, black no sugars, a simple cup of tea with at least two sweeteners or fours sugars (Raijin ordered that) and a simple glass of water with a slice of lime. Fujin was the practical one after all.
Seifer was still pacing even when his drink came, he paced while he drank it too. He was just to aggrivated to do anything else. Quistis had left him a bad mood when she had immediately began to question him before he could even step out of the military car, as if he knew everything to what was going on and she proceeded to nag him like a mother until finally they reached the meeting room and still having no answers, Quistis had stormed off to deal with some politician who was waiting on line two.
Raijin was gaping out the large glass window, sniggering to himself every now and then when some cadet tripped over their own feet. Fujin was leaning calmly up the wall, scanning the room closely, a speculative gleam in her eye. She sighed in annoyance and pinched the bridge of her nose when she noticed that Seifer as now stomping around the room. The blond was never a patient person, and he didn't like being kept waiting. How the man was so good at fishing she would never know.
However the loud childish sighs where beginning to grate on her nerves.
"STOP!" Amazingly Seifer listened, frowning at her before flopping himself down on the large office chair. Instantly Seifer was bombarded with the scent of gunpowder, strawberries and the typical smell of aftershave. It took him a moment or two to place the scent, knowing he had smelt it plenty of times, until it finally hit Seifer that he was sitting in the Commanders chair. The smell of gunpowder was normal, it came with weilding Gunblades. He also knew Squall was a closet strawberry lover- Seifer had found that out when he hacked Squall's dorm code one day and snuck into the others room, only to find most products strawberry scented. Heck even the gun oil smelled like strawberries!- and the aftershave was normal too. Still when Seifer found Squall, which he would, he made a mental note to tease the other about his obsession with strawberries.
He sighed, thinking about who would want to kidnap Squall, seriously it was impossible! Besides Squall's behaviour towards people, to which nobody took any notice anyway, no one had a reason to dislike him. Hell, the whole world idolised the brunette, which could lead to stalkers but Squall could handle a stalker no problem, after the brunette did have a six month relationship with Rinoa, for Hynes sake. Rinoa was nice don't get him wrong, but there was something about that screamed 'stalker ex-girlfriend', and she had already proved how stubborn she could be once put her mind to something. Her liberation of Timber as proof enough.
He was knocked out of his thoughts when there was a happily rythmn of someone knocking on the door before Rinoa bounced in, a smile on her face. Selphie was close behind, beaming brightly in her yellow dress and nearly blinding everyone with the shear glow that she had.
"Hiya guys!" Selphie squealed, running towards a frightened Raijin for a hug which she got after she tackled the large man to the floor as if he wasn't twice her size and weight. Rinoa chuckled and professionally shook hands with Fujin before nodding towards Seifer, who was unfortunately being glomped by Selphie. The nunchaku user moved fast.
"Waa! Seify I've missed you sooooo much! Quisty is such a bossy bore-" And so Selphie went on telling an uncomfortable Seifer how Quistis was so bossy and how the whip user needed to get her head checked because, seriously who thought putting flowers in Squall's office would liven the man up? The brunette also informed the blond that Squall had been acting strange lately, being secretive about certain messages he kept recieving. This lead Seifer to ask the brunette knew about such notes and she giggled evilly, her hands behind her back while she bounced on her heels.
"Sometimes Squall forgets things, like locking his office door while he goes for his dinner." Seifer actually chuckled at this because they all knew that when Squall was distracted by something, he often forgot everything else. Seifer remembered the time he found Griever lying in the Training Centre, and how it took Squall half an hour to realise it was missing. Seifer had the great pleasure of seeing the faint blush on Squall's cheeks as the brunette snatched the necklace from him, a mumbled 'thanks' thrown in his direction before Squall had vanished.
"So what do this notes say, y'know?" Rinoa was the one who answered, chewing on her lip.
"They're from his dad, Laguna. And more letters than notes. Laguna keeps mentioning that Squall is welcome any time and that all he has to do is leave."
"So? Maybe Ice Prince got tired of being everyones hero and wanted to live his life." Seifer snapped out a little more harshly than he meant. He was annoyed at the fact that Squall's so called friends all expected him to be their hero for the rest of his life. Rinoa glared, taking a step forward.
"We know that! And we don't want him to be our hero, he's our friend," Rinoa sighed and crossed her arms, looking interested in the carpet. "But, we've got in touch with Laguna... He knows nothing of these letters and he's swore to us that if he wanted to talk to Squall, he'd damn well use the phone or come here himself. Laguna isn't the type of person to write letters anyway. He's a man of action, even if he does act like a goofball at times."
"So, do you think Squall knew these letters were fakes?"
"We don't know, they were pretty well forged, if it wasn't for the slight wobble on the curve of the lower case G and E, we would never have been able to tell the difference in handwriting."
"Wait, these letters where hand written? Who the hell hand writes letters now-a-days?" Seifer was truly aghast by it, he couldn't stand writing even memo's or small notes to remind Raijin to get milk, he'd rather do it the long way and write it up on the computer and print it off. Selphie giggled at Seifers reaction.
"Kidnappers apparently." Everyone gave the brunette a withering glare while she laughed herself silly at her own joke. Rinoa cleared her throat, looking somber.
"Do you think we'll find him?" Selphie was quiet instantly and everyone couldn't look each other in the eye, well nearly everyone. Seifer straightened his shoulders and snorted, getting their attention.
"Of course we will. You have me on your team, and you know by experience how relentless I can be. I chased you for months before giving in because of your father, remember?" At this Seifer gave Rinoa a pointed look and he was pleased to see the bright blush staining Rinoa's cheeks as she glanced away, a small relieved smile on her face.
"Yeah," It was quiet and lacked conviction until Rinoa looked up, her brown eyes burning with determination and her hand clenched into fists. "Yeah! We'll find Squall and bring him home...And maybe..." Rinoa smiled warmly at Seifer, taking his hand and looking as if she knew some big secret. However before she could complete her sentence, Quistis came storming in, looking tousled and aggitated. Seifer couldn't help but snicker silently, ignoring the warning glances Raijin and Fujin gave him. Quistis glared at all of them.
"What is going on here?" Selphie rolled her eyes, huffing out a breath and placing her hands on her hips.
"We were discussing how we're going to get Squall back." Quistis looked skeptical and haughty, making Seifer's hackles rise. For someone who claimed to care about Squall, she sure wasn't acting like it. But that could be due to the stress she was now under as Acting Commander in Squall's absence. Still isn't a good enough excuse. A dark voice whispered angrily in Seifer's mind and he agreed with it too. So he took a step forward and stared the woman down, watching as her steely gaze wavered. Seifer inwardly rolled his eyes, they all could try to glare but there was only one person who could make you feel as if he was crushing everything that made you, you. Shame Squall wasn't there.
"Good thing I'm here then, because I will find Squall and I will bring him back. And then you can play happy family again." With that Seifer sat back down in Squalls chair and gave Quistis a look of superiority, to which the strawberry blond glared harder. Everyone watched the stare down with bated breath, they all knew Seifer meant what he said and they all knew Quistis did not like Seifer because of what happened in the war. So the woman snorted loudly, smirking.
"Oh? And why are you helping us, Seifer? We all know you don't exactly like Squall, so.. Why? Hoping to get fame?" Instantly Seifers face dropped and Fujin and Raijin both took steps back, sticking close to the wall to avoid the bloodshed should the murder of one Quistis Trepe happen. Even Rinoa and Selphie glanced at each other warily, the look Seifer was wearing was blank, devoid of emotion and held many promises that weren't good. Seifer simply stared as he spoke, his voice low, deep and manacing.
"Believe it or not, instructor, me and Squall got on just fine. Sure we had fights, sure I was an ass to him most of the time, but we are friends," Here Seifer sat forward, the room shrinking on the woman who was standing there, her mouth slightly open as Quistis took a step back, looking honestly frightened. "Or did you think Squall was fighting every politcian to protect my ass for the Hell of it? I know I owe Squall a lot, but don't you dare suggest that I'm doing this to get in worlds good books. I wouldn't stoop so low to your level, I don't need to. I don't give a flying fuck what the world thinks of me, and I never will." And with one last cold, unforgiving glare in Quistis's direction, Seifer stood from Squall's chair, barely holding himself back from tearing the woman limb from limb and instead asked Selphie to take him to Squall's room immediately.
The messenger girl was quick to comply, surprised at how Seifer had gone from his normal self to...to a cold hearted mercenary. She was afraid, but knew that Quistis had this reaction coming, and she wasn't going to feel sorry for the woman. Rinoa simply tutted, looking disgusted as she offered to take Fujin and Raijin to the cafeteria for some coffee, the two of them readily agreed.
Quistis waited until everyone was gone before exhaling shakily, looking down at her trembling hands as she took several steadying breaths. Not even while Seifer had been working for Ultimecia had the blond looked so cold, so dangerous, so ready to kill her. She shuddered and slowly left the room, Seifers words ringing loudly in her mind. She had always wondered why Squall was so adamant to fight for Seifer's freedom, why he risked starting another war with Galbadia to have all Seifer's crimes aquitted. She had asked many times why he was doing all this for a man who didn't deserve to be happy, she had always pondered why Squall's usual frosty look turned colder when she asked. Now she knew why. However that still didn't mean she wasn't confused and didn't have a million questions. But she would wait until Squall was found, at least the chocolate haired man wouldn't kill her. Though right now, she needed to focus on finding Squall and fast.
Things like this never ended good...
It was dark and the air tasted and smelled like damp and full of rust, which wasn't helping the rolling of Squall's stomach as he came to, his head pounding like a behemoth was trying ram its way out of his skull. He groaned, taking a deep breath and regretting it when his stomach lurched up his throat and he was forced to expell whatever he had eaten before he woke up here. Where-ever here was. He blinked a few times, trying his best not to throw up again as he moved away from the mess he made, his head swimming and the room spinning as he did so.
There was a tell tale drip that was the source of the damp, and the rust came from the metal doors that reminded Squall of the infirmary doors at Balamb. He slowly looked round the room, careful not to do anything to aggrivate his condition, even as his stomach made a complaint at the tiniest movement. Squall was not so stupid to not know he had a possible concussion, Hyne he had got hit in the head twice by an unknown attacker! The first blow had simply stunned him, the second knocked him out and he just noticed that his hair felt sticky and matted together. The attacker had drawn blood.
Sighing heavily, he realised he had no idea where he was, however that didn't mean the metal walls weren't familier, he was sure he'd seen them before. Squall felt frustration crawl up his spine, not used to feeling helpless and not liking that he was now feeling it. Though he was confused, he had been kidnapped but his kidnapper had restrained him, or even disarmed him. The hidden pocket knife still hidden in his boot, so what did the kidnapper want? Squall stood slowly, moving round the room at a snails pace because of his throbbing head.
"How does it feel, SeeD? To be lost and weak?" Squall winced as the crackle of the intercom grated over his headache, making it worse. He glanced round the room but saw nothing. The voice over the intercom chuckled.
"You can't escape," The voice sounded oddly smug of itself. Squall glared.
"Whatever." The voice chuckled again and Squall finally made it out to be a womans. This only confused him more.
"So cold, you should warm up a little. How do you expect to get his heart when you freeze him away?" Squall simply glared harder, unwilling to acknowledge what the mysterious woman was saying.
"What do you want?" He asked, annoyed at how trapped he felt and how worried he was about what this woman knew about him.
"To see you suffer. To watch you're crushed expression as I take away everything you love." 'That won't be a lot then.' Squall thought to himself, ignoring the panic that shot through his chest. His friends could look after themselves. He could look after himself.
"They're stronger then you think." Squall said, his annoyance growing when the woman just laughed again as if she knew something he didn't. Which was true in this case.
"Yes, but is he? You know he will do anything to find you. Anything."
"Leave Seifer out of this!" Squall winced when he realised his mistake, knowing he had just given her what she wanted. He had risen to her bait and by the hysterical laughing, he knew that was what she was waiting for.
"Poor lost Lion, nothing more than a hissing kitten without his big bad knight behind him." And with that last jibe, the intercom clicked off, leaving Squall alone in his metal room that reminded him awefully of when he was D-District. Pushing that memory to the back of his mind, he walked over to the wall oppisite the door and sat on the floor. Staring at the door, he prayed to Hyne that while Seifer was undoubtedly looking for him, the blond watched his back. Squall didn't know who that woman was but something told him that she was dangerous, maybe more so than Ultimecia.
It was then his ears began to ring and there was low dulcet sound of a heart machine flatlining and Squall gripped his head in agony.
'Ellone?'
That was his last thought before succomed to darkness..
A/N: *gasps* oooh what's going on? *looks around room* no really what's going on, because I have no freaking clue lol XD And I explained why Seifer was helping, besides wanting to pay Squall back for all the things he's done for him, Seifer is also worried about him too and maybe he has feelings about a certain Lion and he just doesn't know it yet. I kind of liked how Seifer went from normal to killer, I think it works well because of the past with Ultimecia. Anywho, read and review and tell me what you think! Who do you think is Squall's kidnapper hmm? And are they working alone?