A/N: Yup. I'm at it again. Sorry ;) This will hopefully be my new epic.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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The world was an ironic place.
Tomorrow Seifer Almasy would be taking his fourth and hopefully final SeeD exam.
It had been a year ago to this day that he had taken the third. The fateful trip to Dollet that had changed their lives forever. It had forever deemed him a traitor, Rinoa a sorceresses and Squall a hero.
His return to Garden hadn't been well liked in the beginning. Matron had begged Cid and Squall to forgive him. So grudgingly he had been let back in and allowed to return to his studies. He was assigned to Instructor Nida. Who much to Seifer's discomfort had insisted on teaching about garden defenses when under attack. Seifer's attack of Balamb during the war was the perfect example.
He never really saw THEM "The team", or "The heroes" or whatever self-righteous name they had been given that week. People in Balamb looked to them as gods. Irvine was swarmed with women, Selphie had people lining up to help her with the Garden Committee, and Zell had an endless supply of hotdogs bought for him by any number of Cadets.
Seifer managed to make a few friends, acquaintances really so he didn't have to sit alone. His first few weeks he had sat alone, in the corner of the cafeteria, just watching all of them. He couldn't help but think of how different things would have turned out if he had been the one in Squall's shoes. There were times when he would have given his soul for the recognition Squall got. Other times when Seifer would have rather died then be Squall.
Much like one fateful day in the cafeteria. It was shortly after his return, only about a week really. All six of THEM sat at a large round table in the middle of the cafeteria. It was like any other day. Selphie sat with Irvine's hat perched atop her head. Zell was pouring over a Combat King magazine, mouth full of hot dog. Quistis sat quietly stirring her coffee, no food in front of her. Irvine plopped down next to her bumping her arm, sending the coffee cup skittering across the table spending most of its contents right into Rinoa's lap.
You would have thought it was the cataclysm.
Rinoa stood up disgust sprawled across her face as the black liquid sank into her light blue duster. The girls obviously did not like each other. It had been apparent since they first met.
"Were you born that clumsy, or did you take lessons Quistis?" Rinoa asked loudly outraged. Seifer winced as Quistis stood up slowly a mask of ice covering her face. He had seen that look of aggravation in the Instructors eyes before.
"Well we all know you didn't take lessons to be an airhead Rinoa, you were born that way" her voice cracked much like her powerful Save the Queen.
"Another witty retort from the Ice Queen" Rinoa shot back.
"Well I did have to dumb my words down a bit so that you might understand them," Quistis said haughtily crossing her arms across her chest.
"Did you think that up alone at night in bed? Have you been waiting for your chance to confront me?" Rinoa said as Squall got to his feet beside her.
"Rin' don't. It was just some coffee," Squall said trying to be the voice of reason
"Or are you just jealous that I have the one thing you want and can never have" Rinoa continued her lips curling up into a cruel smile.
"Damn, Rin why have you got to be such a bitch?" Zell asked coming to Quistis' defense.
"I'd like you to notice Zell, I'm not the real bitch at this table. Maybe if Quistis wasn't such a bitch she'd have a chance at getting a boyfriend, instead of following like a puppy in heat after mine" Rinoa said.
Who knew there could have been two cataclysms in one day?
Quistis leapt across the table sinking her fingers into Rinoa's hair as they went crashing to the floor, the table falling as well. One hand still imbedded in Rinoa's hair Quistis punched her right across the jaw. It wasn't a girly punch either. It was a full fisted manly punch. Rinoa screamed squirming out from under Quistis. She stood up holding her jaw tossing her chocolate hair back in defiance. The whole cafeteria looked at Quistis in shock. Quistis who stood with her fists at her side, anger still boiling within.
"Squally, she hit me" Rinoa exclaimed demanding Squall came to her rescue. To Seifer it seemed like that was what Squall always did. He always jumped to her rescue.
"You ok, Quisty?" Zell asked walking over to her. Rinoa's eyes flashed in anger.
"How dare you ask if she's ok when I'm the hurt one" the princess exclaimed looking to Squall.
Then Rinoa said something that would change the life of two people forever.
"I won't stay in this place with her. Either she goes or I go Squall" Rinoa said standing as tall as she could looking every inch the sorceress. Squall stood between the two of them. Trapped between his love, and his childhood friend. At last he stepped over to Rinoa and wrapped his arm around her.
"Better pack your things, Quisty" Rinoa said scornfully. Quistis ran from the cafeteria the students gathering around Rinoa. What choice did he have, Seifer followed his instincts.
Seifer got up and ran after her.
He didn't care if anyone noticed she didn't deserve to be treated like this. At last finding her in her dorm, the door open, her throwing things into a suitcase on the bed. He stood in the doorframe for a few moments.
"What do you want?" she asked ceasing her packing to look up at him anger crackling in her eyes.
"I always figured you the type to hit like a girl," Seifer said walking in and sitting down in her desk chair. He propped up his long legs on her desk, trench coat dripping to the floor.
"Thank you so much for your support" Quistis said rolling her eyes.
"Place won't be the same without you around, Instructor" Seifer said giving her his classic smirk.
"And why is that?" she asked not stopping from packing.
"No more cat fights at lunch time?" Seifer said. He didn't know why he couldn't just be nice. Nice wasn't a word in his vocabulary. Why couldn't he have been more comforting instead of fueling her anger?
"Well let me tell you this, Seifer Almasy. No on will miss me in this place, I won't miss any of them, and I especially wont miss you" Quistis snapped back. She strode past him, holding her stuffed suitcase.
She strode out of his life, that day.
He was right things hadn't been the same with out her. THEY always looked one short. Zell sticking out like a fifth wheel. Soon he stopped hanging out with them all together preferring the company of the library girl. What was her name again? Selphie and Irvine had a VERY public break-up in the Quad. And during all this a mad rush for the open Instructor position happened, Nida eventually winning the job. It was to him Seifer had been assigned. Under constant tutelage of the man, Seifer was ready. Ready to take his test.
Ready to become SeeD.
Little did Seifer Almasy know that his SeeD test was another mission that would change the fate of the world, at least his world. The Hyperion wielding ex-knight had no idea what he was getting himself into.
A/N: I'm trying something a little different with this story. I hope its not too far fatched. This story is dediated to all thoose who stuck with me through Shattered Thoughts, Broken Dreams. You know who you are.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
¸.·´¯`·»Shattering Crescendo «·´¯`·.¸
The world was an ironic place.
Tomorrow Seifer Almasy would be taking his fourth and hopefully final SeeD exam.
It had been a year ago to this day that he had taken the third. The fateful trip to Dollet that had changed their lives forever. It had forever deemed him a traitor, Rinoa a sorceresses and Squall a hero.
His return to Garden hadn't been well liked in the beginning. Matron had begged Cid and Squall to forgive him. So grudgingly he had been let back in and allowed to return to his studies. He was assigned to Instructor Nida. Who much to Seifer's discomfort had insisted on teaching about garden defenses when under attack. Seifer's attack of Balamb during the war was the perfect example.
He never really saw THEM "The team", or "The heroes" or whatever self-righteous name they had been given that week. People in Balamb looked to them as gods. Irvine was swarmed with women, Selphie had people lining up to help her with the Garden Committee, and Zell had an endless supply of hotdogs bought for him by any number of Cadets.
Seifer managed to make a few friends, acquaintances really so he didn't have to sit alone. His first few weeks he had sat alone, in the corner of the cafeteria, just watching all of them. He couldn't help but think of how different things would have turned out if he had been the one in Squall's shoes. There were times when he would have given his soul for the recognition Squall got. Other times when Seifer would have rather died then be Squall.
Much like one fateful day in the cafeteria. It was shortly after his return, only about a week really. All six of THEM sat at a large round table in the middle of the cafeteria. It was like any other day. Selphie sat with Irvine's hat perched atop her head. Zell was pouring over a Combat King magazine, mouth full of hot dog. Quistis sat quietly stirring her coffee, no food in front of her. Irvine plopped down next to her bumping her arm, sending the coffee cup skittering across the table spending most of its contents right into Rinoa's lap.
You would have thought it was the cataclysm.
Rinoa stood up disgust sprawled across her face as the black liquid sank into her light blue duster. The girls obviously did not like each other. It had been apparent since they first met.
"Were you born that clumsy, or did you take lessons Quistis?" Rinoa asked loudly outraged. Seifer winced as Quistis stood up slowly a mask of ice covering her face. He had seen that look of aggravation in the Instructors eyes before.
"Well we all know you didn't take lessons to be an airhead Rinoa, you were born that way" her voice cracked much like her powerful Save the Queen.
"Another witty retort from the Ice Queen" Rinoa shot back.
"Well I did have to dumb my words down a bit so that you might understand them," Quistis said haughtily crossing her arms across her chest.
"Did you think that up alone at night in bed? Have you been waiting for your chance to confront me?" Rinoa said as Squall got to his feet beside her.
"Rin' don't. It was just some coffee," Squall said trying to be the voice of reason
"Or are you just jealous that I have the one thing you want and can never have" Rinoa continued her lips curling up into a cruel smile.
"Damn, Rin why have you got to be such a bitch?" Zell asked coming to Quistis' defense.
"I'd like you to notice Zell, I'm not the real bitch at this table. Maybe if Quistis wasn't such a bitch she'd have a chance at getting a boyfriend, instead of following like a puppy in heat after mine" Rinoa said.
Who knew there could have been two cataclysms in one day?
Quistis leapt across the table sinking her fingers into Rinoa's hair as they went crashing to the floor, the table falling as well. One hand still imbedded in Rinoa's hair Quistis punched her right across the jaw. It wasn't a girly punch either. It was a full fisted manly punch. Rinoa screamed squirming out from under Quistis. She stood up holding her jaw tossing her chocolate hair back in defiance. The whole cafeteria looked at Quistis in shock. Quistis who stood with her fists at her side, anger still boiling within.
"Squally, she hit me" Rinoa exclaimed demanding Squall came to her rescue. To Seifer it seemed like that was what Squall always did. He always jumped to her rescue.
"You ok, Quisty?" Zell asked walking over to her. Rinoa's eyes flashed in anger.
"How dare you ask if she's ok when I'm the hurt one" the princess exclaimed looking to Squall.
Then Rinoa said something that would change the life of two people forever.
"I won't stay in this place with her. Either she goes or I go Squall" Rinoa said standing as tall as she could looking every inch the sorceress. Squall stood between the two of them. Trapped between his love, and his childhood friend. At last he stepped over to Rinoa and wrapped his arm around her.
"Better pack your things, Quisty" Rinoa said scornfully. Quistis ran from the cafeteria the students gathering around Rinoa. What choice did he have, Seifer followed his instincts.
Seifer got up and ran after her.
He didn't care if anyone noticed she didn't deserve to be treated like this. At last finding her in her dorm, the door open, her throwing things into a suitcase on the bed. He stood in the doorframe for a few moments.
"What do you want?" she asked ceasing her packing to look up at him anger crackling in her eyes.
"I always figured you the type to hit like a girl," Seifer said walking in and sitting down in her desk chair. He propped up his long legs on her desk, trench coat dripping to the floor.
"Thank you so much for your support" Quistis said rolling her eyes.
"Place won't be the same without you around, Instructor" Seifer said giving her his classic smirk.
"And why is that?" she asked not stopping from packing.
"No more cat fights at lunch time?" Seifer said. He didn't know why he couldn't just be nice. Nice wasn't a word in his vocabulary. Why couldn't he have been more comforting instead of fueling her anger?
"Well let me tell you this, Seifer Almasy. No on will miss me in this place, I won't miss any of them, and I especially wont miss you" Quistis snapped back. She strode past him, holding her stuffed suitcase.
She strode out of his life, that day.
He was right things hadn't been the same with out her. THEY always looked one short. Zell sticking out like a fifth wheel. Soon he stopped hanging out with them all together preferring the company of the library girl. What was her name again? Selphie and Irvine had a VERY public break-up in the Quad. And during all this a mad rush for the open Instructor position happened, Nida eventually winning the job. It was to him Seifer had been assigned. Under constant tutelage of the man, Seifer was ready. Ready to take his test.
Ready to become SeeD.
Little did Seifer Almasy know that his SeeD test was another mission that would change the fate of the world, at least his world. The Hyperion wielding ex-knight had no idea what he was getting himself into.
A/N: I'm trying something a little different with this story. I hope its not too far fatched. This story is dediated to all thoose who stuck with me through Shattered Thoughts, Broken Dreams. You know who you are.