| Title: Seifer and the Pussycats Authors: C_F, Ragefire, and Nova warnings: same Disclaimer: same pairings: SxS Feedback: of COURSE!!!! *Thoughts* ~Emphasis~ --Ultimecia-- `the little voice in Seifer's head' Part 3, Odd Conversations ["...!" Irvine not really said, but communicated in some way.] "...Whatever." I said. I left too, heading back to my room with the guitar. I fell into my room and set the guitar in the corner, then flopped on my bed. I thought I deserved some shut-eye after all the shit that had happened today. My eyes closed and I sank into the soft pillows. ~~~~~~~~~ The eyes were everywhere. Brilliant gold. Storm gray. Everywhere. I felt the familiar tinglings start to buzz in the back of my head and my heart sank. I sighed in defeat when I heard ~her~ voice. --Greetings my knight. I have kome for you again.-- "No...don't do this to me again. Don't make me hurt Squall again..." --Why not? You were ~ever~ so eager to best him before. What has changed?-- "I ~don't~ want to hurt him. Them." --You ~must~ have a reason. I think you have ~feelings~ for this `Skwall'.-- "You're wrong!" I tried to block Ultimecia from my mind. Clutching at my head, I didn't sense her knocking me unconcious until it was too late. Black consumed me. ~*~*~*~*~*~ I slowly came to with a theobbing ache in my temples. A faint voice was peircing my head. --Blood...-- The voice was no longer gentle and soothing. --Pain...-- It was harsh and sharp. --Suffer...-- Gray eyes filled my head and my blood ran cold... --Death...-- "NO!" --You will bleed at my hands...-- I whimpered a little, the eyes returned. A porcelain face with messy chocolate hair and a scowl joined them, completing the picture. --I will pain you...-- "...Squall?" --You will suffer at my touch...-- Squall's face began to crack, like glass. --I will bring your DEATH...-- "Squall?!" --You will die...-- The face broke apart. --And I will kill you.-- "SQUALL!" My scar started throbbing. ~~~~~~~ I was jolted awake by the pain. *What the hell was that about? Why am I dreaming of Squall...I don't still care for him...do I?* I shook my head. *Of course I don't...* `Who're you tryin' to convice...me or you?' A contrary voice in the southwest part of my brain said snidely. *Shut up! I ~know~ I don't still like puberty-boy!.* `Suuuuuure...Keep tellin' yerself that...' *Fuck you.* `Bet you'd like ~Squall~ to, huh?' *I can't believe this. I'm having a conversation with a voice in my head.* `Why? You created me, now ya don't wanna talk to me? I'm hurt.' *Sure...Whatever.* `Ooooo...Now yer quotin him. You know what they say, "imitation is the highest form of flattery"...catch my drift?' *Why did I have to create a ~Stupid~ voice? Geez...* `Why are you asking ~me~? The question you ~should~ be asking is, what're you gonna do about Squall?' *Aargh! I thought I ~told~ you...um...what did I tell you again?* `~See~?' *Aw fuck off. So I like puberty-boy. Big deal...It ain't as if ~you~ don't like him too. You ~are~ a part of me...* `...` `O_O' `OMG!!! I didn't thik of it ~that~ way! C'mon we're gonna GET THAT SQUALL!!!' *Riiiiiiight...But the feelings aren't returned, so what's the point?* `Duh...He dumped Rinoa...have you asked why?' *Now look what you've done, you've made me feel ~stoopid~.* `Well, it's certainly an improvement.' *O_o* *Yer startin' to sound like Quistis...* `And that's a ~bad~ thing?' *Okay you're scarin' me...* `~Anyway~, back to Squall. ASK HIM! If you don't, I will personally kick you in the balls...' *WTF??? How?!?!* My hand suddenly took control of itself and poked he in the eye. 'Like ~that...' *ALRIGHT! Alright....Sheesh I'll do it...* I got up and headed for the door... TBC... On to Part 4 Back FF8 Fics Back to Fanfic Main |