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Rock bottom

By: habitbreaker
folder Final Fantasy VIII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 13
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Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Chapter 7

Quistis knocked on Squall's office door and heard a bored voice sigh deeply and bid them enter. Quistis went in first trailing Seifer behind her, "Hi Squall! Look who I brought to see you!" She dragged Seifer fully into the office and into Squall's line of sight.

Squall stared at Seifer frozen in shock then he suddenly shot out of his chair and round the desk. Before anyone knew it, Squall and Seifer were hugging.

Squall was the first to recover and stepped back quickly and coughed as his face went a vibrant shade of red..."Sorry bout that! Uhh.... good to see you again, Seifer! You had us all worried!" This time, Squall reached out his hand to shake with Seifer.

As Seifer shook his hand, Quistis couldn't help but marvel at the scene as the two former enemies now shook hands without a trace of the anger that used to be so palpable between them.

Seifer and Quistis left the office after Squall had agreed to have lunch with them in the cafeteria along with the rest of the gang. Seifer looked at Quistis, "Who next?"


Quistis watched Seifer as he caught up with all his friends and their news. She smiled and had to admit to herself that Seifer had taken the news that their Commander had split from Rinoa to be with Irvine pretty well. She supposed that being an angel, he probably already knew.

She mentally shouted at herself for trying to avoid the topic that was really bothering her. Seifer was going to be staying with her! She could hardly ask that a room be made up for him when they had been living together beforehand could she?

It's not that she didn't want to share a room with him. She did. She wanted it more than anything. What she really wanted was to take him in her arms and never let him go, to kiss him deeply, to make love to him again.... but she was scared! Petrified actually.

To do that, she would have to show him her body - which would mean that she would have to show him her scars. She just didn't think she had the courage to do it. Supposing he took one look at what she had done to herself then looked at her with horror before running a mile? How would she cope?

Cutting herself had been the only way of giving herself even the illusion of something in her life that she could control. No one else could intervene. She could cut shallowly or deeply, a long cut or a short one - hell, she could choose to end her life and it was the ONLY thing that she had a say in.

Except, now he was back - admittedly only for a short time but...what would he think when he saw what she had done to herself?

She wasn't ashamed exactly, she knew that these cuts were what helped her to live, but...through someone else's eyes, how would they look? How could she explain it all to him?

She turned and looked at him, he was so goddamned perfect! He deserved someone far better than she could be…someone stronger who wouldn't fold under pressure the way that she had.

He caught her eye then and smiled at her and reached over and squeezed her hand, whispering just loud enough that only she could hear him, "Did I mention that I missed you like crazy, Instructor? I love you Quistis!"

"I love you too, Seifer." She whispered back hoarsely and smiled at him...
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