Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Dragonfly ❯ The guardian ( Chapter 4 )

Time for another shot of our lovely Seifer ! Please have a cup of anything and turn the lights off ! :-D

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Chapter 4-The Guardian.

Quistis' laughters filled the room.

"He did what??"

"You heard me! I had to go back to my dorm in a T-Shirt and socks with my underwears in hands! Now give one, just one good reason why I shouldn't kill him, stuff his dead body and use it as a pillow?"

Quistis' laugh grew louder. That sounded so...so Seifer!

"Well he's definitely feeling better if he did that." pointed Squall. "We haven't seen one of the Seifer-ish pranks in months! You did a great job."

Everyone in the room nodded, most of them smiling.

"Hey, what about my reputation?"

"Your reputation?" laughed Edea. "Come on, you're hiding here, honey!"

"Don't call me honey! That sicko called me honey when he handed me my frickin' panties!"

Edea handed her a cup of tea.

"Calm down, sweetie. He may be the biggest jerk on Earth but he still needs you."

She went through her cup one deep gulp.

"He's doing fine, right? That's it! I won't work any further with him!"

"I assure you," added Quistis, "That you get used to him after a while. I recall he was quite the pervert kind in my classes a few years ago. He drove me crazy with his shenanigans. But we're getting along quite well now."

Kirah stuck her tongue out a ther.

"Besides," added Cid, "I sent Selphie after him andh e should be here in a few. You'll have a chance to get it all out IN A CIVILIZED WAY! Can I trust you or will I have to take your dagger belt away?"

"Okay okay!"

"Good. Edea dear, will you please refill her cup? She'll need something to hold on to."

Quick, excited knocking at the door stilled their laughters. Selphie bounced in the room, followed by a gorgeous Seifer trapped in black leather pants and tight black shirt. He also wore a very defiant smirk, which widened to a full-lenght smile when his emerald gaze met Kirah's dark orbs. For a moment, the girl seriously considered throwing at him the very chair she was sitting on.

"Sit down, Seifer," Cid asked.

He obliged, eyes still locked with hers.

"We have your case to discuss, Seifer, and we need your full cooperation on this one."

"As always," he replied. Then, turning his attention back to the sorceress, he added "You're quite better with your uniform on, Miss. Too bad I turned it into a rug for my bathroom."

"The last one was stuck in sticky white stuff? I'm quite surprised didn't kept the panties for sniffing."

Seifer's jaw and fists clenched shut.

"Bitch," he hissed, "I'm not attracted to pre-pubescents, nor dwarves"

Everyone's breath hitched. Kirah's face flushed bright red. Edea stood up and yelled "Put down the table, Kirah!"

Put down the table?

He turned around and was confronted to the disturbing sight of a coffee table hanging in the air, ready to hit him straight in the head. It slowly went down to the floor as the sorceress controlled her burst of anger.

"Sorry" she muttered.

A sorceress??

"Will you two put it down?" asked an extremely pissed Squall. "Let's get down to business. Seifer we had to get your almost-dead butt out of the bathtub and when we did so, you constantly yelled at the medics to leave you alone and even tried to choke one. Happily for all of us you were too weak to do any harm. Kirah here was the one who gave you back your mind and you took her clothes. We have a problem here because she will work with you. She's ordered to and you're ordered to comply."

Seifer litterally popped from his chair. "Say that again, Pube?"

"You're POSESSED, Seifer!"

"You're lying!"

Edea stood up.

"No he's not. You are possessed. Dr. Kadowaki found absolutely nothing inside you. No viruses, no unbalances. You're a perfectly healthy young man who forgets everything, from training to eating, unwillingly cut himself and try to freeze himself to death in the bathtub. Try to think for once!"

The man's enraged stare turned cloudy with memories of the past weeks. He discovered that althought he had forgot a lot of things while he was in this trance, he could remember every single minute of being into this thing's possession...the loud beat in his head, the pain, the uncontrolled death wishes and violence...

Seifer collapsed back to the chair, violently shaking.

"I've.....I've been possessed before....and it wasn't like that.........it's so much worse this time...it's trying to kill...to kill me!"

"You need help."

"I want this thing taken out of my head! I want...."

Edea turned to Kirah. "He's ready. Let's go to Dr. Kadowaki's office just in case."

**~<>~**

Kirah gently massaged Seifer's shoulders as he sat down on the chair, his back against her chest. He was still shaking and his overtensed muscles were so knotted they bulged from his body like tumors. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the man. It wasn't too hard, considering the anger she carried for him had been easily replaced by flashbacks of him pleasuring himself in the morning. She couldn't help it. It has grew as automatic as breathing and blinking. And that was getting seriously annoying. In front of him, a single candle has been lit. Kirah had instructed him to focus his whole attention on the tiny flame. This way, she could easily slid into his brain without being caught in the flow of his feelings. The man was quite panicked and she was afraid he might lost his concentration in the middle of the process. If he did, she might not be able to withdraw her mind and stay trapped inside him. In that kind of situations, the risk was high.

Don't think about it. Just dive.

"I'm going in, Seifer. Relax. It won't hurt."

She felt his shoulders tense again beneath her fingers, and massaged them harder until the muscles untied and fell back limp. Better.

Upon entering him, she instantly felt sonething was wrong. A strange tension hung aroundm and it wasn't caused by Seifer's nervosity. Entering further, she fell on a small bulge emerging from an arteria. That, she perfectly knew what it was. An aneurism. Behind it, another one, bigger this time. The whole area covered in deep red bubbles. The tension she was feeling around was actually the vibration emanating from the trapped blood cells. They were millions inside, pushing and thinning the delicate enveloppe of the arterias. And if only one would break...

Impossible!

At the end of primary scanning of the area, she had found about fifty of them, covering several vital areas of the brain. The probabilities of having two aneurisms at a time was very thin. Let alone fifty-something! Something -someone- was there. And it was definitely trying to kill him. And she could feel it swimming around her, free and comfortable in the warmth. A tiny spark of conscience that didn't belonged to Seifer. A mind foetus?

Who're you? Her silent voice asked.

The spark gathered around her, a red mist of what seemed to be lymph and cells, that swirled mischievously over and under her, like a game, and she swore she could hear a childish laugh coming from the mist.

Who're you? What are you doing in his body?

The light laugh again. the mist gathered in front of her and took the form of a female face, with high cheeks and full dark purple lips. The orbits were just empty dead holes in the crimson visage. A purple smile, and then she felt the soft lips on her, kissing her hard. And the lips told her all she needed to know. Her body shuddered when the power of the other mind tried to submerge her and to flush her out of Seifer's brain. Waves and waves of tidal anger tried to break her grip inside him, but she held tight and soon, the waves were weaker and the arrogant face started to disintegrate until only tiny blobs of pink liquid were visible.

Got you, bitch!

She was still there, thought, but so weak she could only feel a tiny hint of her once in a while, while she worked on the damaged areas of Seifer's brain, broke the tiny scabs that created the aneurisms and stimulated his blood's fluidity to prevent the scabs from forming again when she'd withdraw. Once done with the blood, she crept over Seifer's tissues until she found the still weak evil conscience. She constricted it in a tiny ball, hearing the thing's cries of anger and pain, and then built an invisible barrier around it.

Time was a useless dimension when you are in someone else's body, but she wondered what time it was, and if they were still waiting for her to come back, in the infirmary room.

Better go find out I guess...

She passed Seifer's whole body in review before withdrawing. A long flush of heat passed through her as she returned her body, listening to her heartbeat and feeling her hands still locked to the man's shoulders. She opened her eyes and, in a sudden move, fell to the ground with a thump. Her sense of balance was still not fully recovered.

She looked up to the other people in the room. Edea, Rinoa, Squall, Cid. Where were Irvine and Selphie?

"Hyne, Kirah, you almost got us scared to death!" Cid said. "For a moment, it seemed your heart was about to explode out of your chest!"

"Well thanks Cid, that's very gross. I'm feeling rather...sucked dry. How much time have I spent in him?"

"Roughly five hours...Irvine and Selphie went to bed...what happened?"

She shook her head "It's a mess in there. A real fucking mess. Ihave been doing this for yers and this is a first. In fact, I even doubt my mom had ever seen something like this." She turned her attention to a very immobile Seifer on the chair "Is he still alive?"

"Yes but I think he fell asleep."

"How cute. Well blessed he be, he won't have to hear what I have to say. Edea, you were right, this man is possessed. And that thing's name is Ultimecia. That reminds you of something?"

**~<>~**

Squall and Cid closed the door behind them and loudly crashed in their seats, exhausted and seriously lost in the trail of recent events. A full moon peeked through the clouds and lit the darkened place for a while, then went back to hide.

"Is he okay?" Edea's voice was soft with sleepiness.

"Yeah he is," replied Squall suppressing a yawn.

"Good. Now Kirah please explain."

"Oookay...Well I will have to take you to the very beginning, and let's hope I won't forget anything....you all know the story of where the body and mind heads after one's death? The body returns to the earth where his mollecules and atoms transfer in other life forms, and the spirit rejoin what we call the Lifestream and travel around time and space until it finds a new body, vegetal or animal or human, to merge into. The spirit is the strongest form of energy known, and centuries ago its compression in what they called Mako energy almost led to world destruction. That's for the history part. This is NOT to be underestimated. People tend to beieve spirit is either a fairytale or a very overestimated thing. Not true. If one's body is missing it's spirit, it cannot function and die instantly. Spirit is the main unit that controls all the rest. This is NOT to be underestimated. People tend to believe spirit is either a fairytale or a very overestimated thing. Not true. If one's body is missing it's spirit, it cannot function and die instantly. Spirit is the main unit that controls all the rest. When a sorceress dies, her spirit follow the path to the Lifestream while her powers, which are completely separated from her spirit, are either transferred to a successor or left inside her decomposing body, where they shatters and transfer following the atoms and mollecules. I can assure you, I've helped my mother in her healer activities since I was four and it never ever been different. It's the nature's law and order."

" Now, Ultimecia was probably the most powerful sorceress the world have ever known - even when talking about the future where she belonged to. After what I just experienced inside Seifer, I have come to the conclusion that her fearless, megalomanic attitude back in the last sorceress war was not only fueled by her great confidence in her own powers, but also because she knew she had a "B plan" in case she was defeated. Everyone understands so far?"

Rinoa and Edea nodded, Squall and Cid shrugged.

"Anyway. What I am trying to say is that when you defeated Ultimecia, I'm almost positive she found a way to throw something else, probably her powers, in the Lifestream and then transferred her spirit into Seifer's head. Don't ask me how she did it, but she did. Powers cannot mix with spirit. So if her powers have really been thrown into the Lifestream, they are still floating there, somewhere. They are being slowly recuperating as her spririt grows stronger."

"Well if she had thrown her powers away three years ago," Zell's voice cutted, " she's not a sorceress anymore, right? So how could she recuprate them from the Lifestream?"

"You apparently missed a lot of stuff in class, Zell." Quistis softly said. "Sorceresses are born sorceresses, with or without the powers. They already have the ability to summon magic. Powers are a form of magic. She can get them back given the time and energy. And she is presently being given time and energy."

"And it took her THREE YEARS to manifest herself?" Squall sounded highly doubtful.

"She has been beated up dead, Squall! Plus, try to imagine the amount of will and power you need to keep your spirit from naturally moving to the lifestream and then throw it away to someone else! When she reached inside him she was just a tiny atom of half-consciousness...like a zygote...she'd been feeding off him for the last three years and now she's a near-term mind foetus trying to kill her host and take over his body."

Rinoa's loud gasp filled the room. "So he's doomed?"

The sorceress shook her head "No he's not. Not yet. Ultimecia is powerful enough to play with Seifer but I'm still stronger than her. She's still very arrogant and that leads me to believe she has more than one "B plan"..."

Edea frowned "Arrogant?"

"Yeah! She made no mystery of her presence and who she was. She seemed....almost happy I was there and she revealed herself to me just like you would reveal to a rival, waiting for the fight...I don't like it, you know. But I am sure that I can hold her back. For now. Tomorrow, I'm not sure."

"So you controlled her? How?" Rinoa asked.

"Mainly by building a "magic wall" around her, like I did before withdrawing...it'll force her to stay still and considerably reduce her willpower over him. And well, if all the theories my late mother stuffed into my brain are right, it should keep her from "growing" until we found a way to suck her out of Seifer. Well that's it for now. Please tell me you have no questions and I can go to bed!"

Squall eyed Cid, then Edea.

"Uhhh, you know, you still have to watch over him, Kirah..."

She glared at the commander, hoping it wasn't what she believed it was.

"nooo.....no camp bed please?"

"I...I can't have a real bed brought over at that time of the night...so I'm afraid it...."

"Damn, commander, you die."

**~<>~**

Alone again, in the darkness of the room, with only Seifer's snoozing and her rocky bed. She checked her watch. four in the morning. Soon the sun would rise and she would probably awake at the sound of a very pissed possessed man finding his privacy violated again. She decided it would be safer to sleep fully clothed this time.

Or maybe I should tie him on the bed...

She didn't wanted to resume what she had begun the night before when the man was unconscious. She had the same principles for sick, sleeping men. He badly needed this sleep, as the weeks to come were not going to be easy for any of them. Instead, she touched the scar he had between the eyes and quickly entered him, not all of her, just a hint of consciousness, enough to see the aneurisms were all gone and not coming back, that the barrier was still up and that Seifer just entered a phase of paradoxal sleep.

Soon dreams would blurt out of his subconscious mind.

Dreams, eh?

That was a twisted idea, definitely. But she found mischievous pleasure in it.

She needed revenge. He would tonight dream of her.

She let another wave of her mind enter him and then proceeded to shoot very arousing pictures of him and her, naked and engaged in lecherous making-out...She heard him moan softly in his sleep and withdrew from him.

There...sweet dreams, asshole.

She slipped through the almost-smooth sheets she had received this time and soon drifted to an exhausted, dreamless unconscience.

**~<>~**

He felt a hand, a sweet, small hand with unmistakable feminine softness, stroking the muscles of his chest and shoulders. He sighed, then moaned at the feeling of the sweet fingers playing with his chest hair and gently grazing his skin down to his navel, sending shivers through his body. He opened his eyes and met a dark, lustful gaze and a devilish smirk.

Kirah?

She lowered her lips to his and locked them in a hungry kiss, forcing his mouth open with her tongue and teeth while a hand rughly grasped his swollen cock and pumped on it slowly, teasingly. Another hand crept under his shaft to massage his balls and the sensitive spot underneath them. Seifer groaned in her mouth and trust into her thight fist.

She chukled as as her mouth left his and trailed kisses down his throat, gently nibbling the flesh around his Adam's apple. She then proceeded to cover his chest and belly with kisses, licks and bites. Seifer fought himself to stay still, to refrain from turning her over and nailing her right there without other forms of ceremony. He usually played the dominant role, but this time it seemed uncalled. Instead, he seized her head and reached down to kiss her again and stroke her silky dark hair. Damn she smelled good. Something slightly bitter...apples?

She complied for a few seconds and then pushed him back and resumed the licking and nibbling of his belly, this time making sure her breasts repeatidly grazed his erection.

Seifer thought he was about to explode from the sheer erotism of that moment. Never in his whole life he had felt something so intense. When her mouth glided over the head of his cock, he screamed and violently dug his fingers in her hair in hope to send his manhood deeper inside her throat. She groaned in response and swiftly spiraled her tongue around him, up and down, until his head fell back against the pillows.

Where did that teenage brat learned such techniques?

In exctasy, his eyes rolled back, and then she was savagely sucking him, grazing her teeth against his cock and bringing him to a deep, painful orgasm. He spilled inside her mouth, jaw clenched shut to restrain more screams.

He took a few ragged breath and forced his body to relax. He could feel the sweat in Kirah's hair and nape. He cradled her head in his hands and searched for the words he could tell her, how he could thank her for that wonderful pleasure she had given him. But whe he opened his mouth...

She was gone. Replaced by the pillow he pressed against his crotch. He was literally swimming in sweat, had drool flowing from his mouth to his neck, and he didn't need to look under the sheets to know he would have to clean the pillow as well as himself.

'was too hot to be true anyway. I just KNEW the brat couldn't suck like that.

He eyed the watch he used as an alarm clock since he'd crashed the other one. 8 a.m. He used to always wake up at eight through his Garden years. Just in time for a shower and a meal before first class. His inner clock was apparently fixed too. Well altough he was still not sure about the meal, the shower was much much needed. And well, he thought feeling the cum-sprayed boxers stick to his skin, a little laundry.

Kirah shifted in her bed, remembering her presence to him. He turned over to her and smiled when he saw she was fully clothed, with all the buttons of her uniform shirt done. She slept curled around her pillow, her face frowned like in deep thinking and her mouth tight shut. Not exactly the sex goddess he had met a few minutes ago. Still, he was lightly aroused by her presence in his room. Her light smell was mixed to his, something like oranges...no not oranges. Apples. He was sure he'd smelled it on her while she was blowing him in his dream...

Seifer headed for the bathroom, locked the door to avoid any more bad surprises, quickly removed his dirty boxers and dove into the shower. He turned to cold water full blast to remove any remaining sleepiness, then shoved his head unter the warm water and vigorously soaped himself. He still felt very good today. Extremely good.

He looked at the now bright white scars on his belly and arms. Dr. Kadowaki had used potion and even a cura spell on them, but she said they've been there for too long and that the damage was now permanent. Seifer hated the scars. He hated the remains of memories those scars brought to his mind. And he hated how they disfigured his body. A great load of Seifer's self-confident attitude was powered by his knowledge of how attractive he was. Over the years he had mastered people's manipulation as well as gunblade techniques. He was afraid of what might happen if he lost that power...he didn't wanted people's love as he wanted their acknoledgement of his existence and, above all, of his...how could he say it...

My asshole-ness...that's the word.

He finished washing his hair and turned the water off. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he unlocked the door and walked into a heavy-eyelided Kirah in unstable position over her camp bed, trying to reach the watch on his bedside table. Unable to resist, he slapped her roughly on the butt, sending her on the floor with an outraged shriek.

"HEY!"

"Happy you put your underwear somewhere safe, miss. Wasn't it a little hot under the sheets?"

"Fuck you, Almasy. Why can't you try to be nice for once?"

"I AM nice! I just said good morning to your ass here"

"Then stand here and let me say it to your fucking balls!"

He laughed at the quickness of her reply. Not bad.

"Slept well?"

"Like you care."

"I do. I wouldn't want a tired girl in my room. It's no fun."

"I'm not here to entertain your happy ass, Seifer. I'm trying to save it instead. Now you'll excuse me"

She grabbed a towel and a toothbrush and locked herself in the bathroom. Seifer had to admit she won Round one. He couldn't way for the second.

A soft knock at the door. Seifer put on a pair of clean boxers and opened. Quistis, Edea and Squall stood there, the exact same worried frown between their eyes. " how are you feeling?" Edea asked.

"Better than ever."

"Good. Where's Kirah?"

"Shower."

"She haven't talked to you?"

"Humm other than insults?"

"Ooook...well sit down we have quite some things to announce..."

**~<>~**

"GET OUT!!!" He yelled at the three visitors. "GO AWAY!!"

"But Seifer, there's..."

"DON'T CARE, EDEA, YOU THREE GO AWAY FROM ME!!"

He walked to the door and opened it in a violent swing.

"GO!!!"

Edea grabbed the two others by their clothes and led them through the doorway. Seifer slammed it shut and collapsed on his bed. He ripped the sheets from the mattress, then tore them eargerly, a vain attempt to easy the horrible pain he felt inside him, to know she was still there, playing with him like she did three years ago. Puppet he have been, puppet he still was. Unable to hold it any longer, he let out a loud, desperate scream as tears flowed like rain from his emerald orbs. He buried his face in the pillow and wished he could fall unconscious and never wake up.

**~<>~**

Kirah was drying her hair with a touch of magic when she heard the door slam and the most horrifying scream she'd ever heard, even in the thirteen years she had spent taking care of other people's gangrened and ripped parts. She secured the towel around her body and stormed out of the bathroom to find a hysteric Seifer heartbrokenly sobbing on his bed. He had wrapped his arms around himself and clenched his fists through his soft skin, drawing blood.

"What the fuck happened here?" She asked, more to herself than to him.

He turned his marine gaze to her, burning with anger and pain. "Why didn't you told me???"

"What?"

"I have a fucking sorceress playing kill-not-kill in my head and you don't even tell me?"

Oh shit.

"Seifer, you knew you were possessed!"

"NOT BY FUCKIN' ULTIMECIA!!"

"Ultimecia is stronger than the usual sorceress type but she's not invincible."

"THE HELL YOU KNOW???" He yelled, then buried his face back in the tear-soaked pillow. " They killed her! And now she's in my head! How's that for invincible? Why me? Why fucking me again??"

"Because she knows you more than anyone else, Seifer. She possessed you. She knows your whole dictionnary. She knew you'd be too proud to ask for help before it's too late. But she was too hurried. She tried to take over your body with an immature mind and she failed and now we know she's there. It was not planned."

Seifer's right eye popped over the pillow and sent her a questionning gaze "Not planned?"

"If she'd attacked you with a fully recovered spirit you would have been dead within a second."

He shivered.

"You're alive, Seifer, and I'm doing my best to take care of her. Right now she's trapped inside a restricting magic wall and she can't hurt you. I'll have to rebuild it every day but as long as it'll be there she won't grow anymore. We have to find how to suck her out and spit her back to forgiveness. I don't know how but I'm sure someone knows. Probably in Eshtar. We're going to ask for Dr. Odine's help. He's the most competent, I am sure he will know what to do. We will find something."

"Eshtar..." He whispered. " Yes, take me to Eshtar..."

"You'll have to wait a couple of days for the preparatives. She's helpless and mute. Don't worry about her for now. Don't. It'll only make you suffer. And you had more than your share of suffering."

She placed a light hand on his head and spreaded a comforting heat through him. He relaxed and settled on the bed. She sat beside him on the corner of the mattress and sang for him in a low voice, almost a murmur, a song from her other life.

:Sleep, Eden, Sleep my fallen son

Slumber in peace, ease the pain

Life's just in vain for us to gain

Nothing but all the same

No healing hand for your disease

Drinking scorn like water

Cascading with my tears

Beneath the candle bed

Two saddened angels

In heaven, in death...:

He was silent. Asleep. She stood up, quickly dressed and headed for Cid's office. Things could only get more complicated now.

**~<>~**

The lyrics at the end of the chapter is from "Two for Tragedy" by Nightwish. Great great sad song. The singer has one of the most incredible voice I ever heard.

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