Chapter 6
Seifer set next to Zell, accidently on purpose, bumping into the teen when he set. This time Zell just turned away from the knight, purposely paying him no mind.
Seifer frowned, and started to eat. He was so used to the fighter yelling something, or at least blushing. Oh, well, I’ll get a reaction out of him, one way or another, today.
“Um, Seifer,” Quistis called, sitting beside Squall, “why in the world are you smirking?” She gave the gunblade master a funny look. Some times she did not understand this guy. One minute he seemed normal, then the next he’s acting all strange.
Am I smirking? “No reason, nope, no reason,” He hurried and took a large bite of food to stop the grin that was threatening to emerge on his face. He eyed the young fighter out of the corner of his eyes.
“But I do have some interesting news,” Seifer said, looking away from Zell, eyeing Squall.
“And that would be,” Quistis asked, raising her cup to her lips and taking a long drink?”
Seifer smiled, leaning back, elbowing Zell in the process, “seems our Irvine and Selphie is in the infirmary.”
“What,” Quistis yelled. Her eyes went wide in fright? Squall looked at the knight, his eyes wide too.
“Where did you get this info,” Squall calmly asked?
“Xu, told me. I was teaching a class and one of my students, was absent. Xu came in to tell me that she, Selphie and Irvine had been attacked by an angry T-Rexaur in the Training Center.”
Quistis, stood up quickly, knocking her chair over, “excuse me,” she yelled running out of the cafeteria. The Trepies all fell out of their seats from trying to get a better look at her as she ran pass them.
Squall stood up, without a word and followed the blond. Leaving Zell and Seifer alone. This was what Seifer had wanted. He smirked, leaning up to grab some napkins. Leaning back, he smacked right into Zell’s chest. Hmm, didn’t mean to do that . . . but oh well.
Zell gasped falling backwards, his arms automatically going around Seifer’s waist. That stopped him from falling, but now he was holding Seifer. Zell blushed, pushing Seifer out of his lap.
“Watch what you’re doing Seifer,” he said glaring. It should be noted that he was still blushing, something fierce.
Seifer smirked, “sorry Zelly poo, I slipped,” he leaned closer to Zell, whispering in his ear, “thanks for catching me.”
Smirking at the deeper blush that spread across Zell’s face, Seifer stood up, running his fingers across Zell’s cheek, “see ya, Zell.” With that he turned, and walked out the cafeteria door.
Zell just set in his seat, his mouth open in confusion, his face a deep maroon. What’s Seifer up too, he wondered?
Quistis ran into the infirmary, her eyes searching for her girlfriend, her heart was pounding in fear. Squall came in after her. Also, feeling worried for his two friends. An unknown feeling clutched at his heart. Breathless, Quistis ran into Dr. K’s office. The doctor looked up, surprised to see the panting girl and a scared looking Squall.
“Yes,” she asked, eyeing them over her reading glasses?
“S. . .selphie and Irvine, are they okay,” Quistis asked fearing Dr. K’s answer?
“We heard that they were brought here,” Squall added, his eyes searching for any signs of the cowboy.
“S. . .selphie and Irvine, are they okay,” a female voice spoke?
“We heard they were brought here,” a scared sounding man added.
“Hey, that’s . . . ” Selphie started to say, looking at Irvine, who was sitting on the bed next to her and Tohru. Tohru had just finished getting treated and they were all getting ready to leave.
“Squall,” Irvine breathed, not believing that scared voice could belong to him.
“And Quistis,” Selphie added, wondering what was wrong with the two. “Why do they sound so scared and upset?”
“Um,” Tohru spoke up, “aren’t those people your friends, maybe they thought you two were injured as well.”
“Oh that makes sense,” Selphie said, standing up and going toward the door.
She peeked out and saw the faces of two very worried people. Looking back into the room at Irvine, Selphie smiled, “Looks like Someone’s very worried about you.”
Irvine blushed as he stood up, going over to Selphie. “Ohh my,” he said, when he peeked out at Squall and Quistis. Could Squall really be worried about me...me!
“Should we let them know, were okay,” Selphie asked?
“Yeah,” Irvine said, opening the door the rest of the way.
Dr. K looked at the two teen SeeDs, seeing their worry, she smiled, “they’re in there.” She pointed to a door. A door that Selphie and Irvine happened to be coming out of.
“Selphie,” Quistis yelled, running to the girl, glomping her hard. Selphie smiled at the blond, patting her on the back.
“It’s good to see you too, Quitsy.”
Squall stood back a look of relief on his face, blushing, he smiled at Irvine, “good to see you two are okay.”
Irvine smiled back, “yeah, we were never hurt, we...”
“It was my fault,” came the quiet voice of a brown haired girl. “I went into the Training Center alone, and these guys had to save me.”
“She did okay in the fight, but was hurt. So we brought her here,” Selphie said, smiling at the young Tohru. “Squall, Quitsy, this is Tohru. She’s training to be a SeeD.”
“Hi,” Tohru said blushing, not used to having so many people look at her at once.
“Hi,” Squall and Quistis replied.
Tohru smiled, “excuse me, I’m late for a class.” With that she bid farewell and left the infirmary.
“Class...oh whoops,” Selphie grinned sheepishly, “I’m late for class toooo. And I’m the teacher. Ahh, bye everyone,” Selphie yelled running out of the room.
“Haha, I’d hate to be...wait, I’m late too,” Irvine yelled blushing, when everyone started to laugh. “In the words of Selphie, Ahh, bye everyone.” Irvine ran, hoping his class wasn’t up to no good.
“Haha, that’s too funny,” Quistis said.
“You’re not late too Quistis,” Squall asked?
Quistis thought for moment, a look of horror crossing her face, “ahh I am...hehe, I’m kidding,” she said, when she saw the look Squall gave her.
“Funny,” Squall muttered.
“Um, right, come on, Squall there’s something I need to talk to you about,” Quistis said, walking out of the infirmary, with Squall behind her.
Once out of the infirmary, Squall turned to the blond, “and that would be?”
“Well, it’s about the play.” Quistis smiled, hoping Squall would be willing to still be in the play, at least for Selphie’s sake.