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Title: Today, Isn't Today
Characters/Pairings: Quistis/Selphie
Rating/Type: PG
Team: Galbadia
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: Quistis/Selphie = Cuteness to the ninth degree. My second favorite FFVIII pairing. :\ I'm considering making this drabble into a ficlet. >.> A smutty PWP ficlet. <.<  *considers it* >.>

Selphie was tired. Days ago, she lost herself to studying for her next SEEDs ranking exam. The day of the exam she went out to Quad, bumping into Quistis.

"Today's my SEEDs exam!"

"Actually, that was yesterday."

"What? No way! Today's Thursday!" A pout.

"It's Friday, Selphie."

Showing the day's paper, Quistis watched Selphie crumble in tears. Stunned, she hugged the downtrodden girl.

"Maybe I can pull some strings so you can retake it tomorrow?" Quistis offered.

"Could you?" Teary eyes.

Nodding, Quistis was stunned again by a kiss against her lips.

"Thank you."

Smirking, the blonde nodded. "Any time."

Yes, FFVIII, not FFVII. >< Or so I need to remind myself. XD Kidding. Anyway, this is my drabble for this week's prompt at ffviii_100. ^_^ The whole reason I even came here. Spiffy place.

Title: The Last Time
Characters/Pairings: Quitis//Fujin
Rating/Type: PG-13-ish
Team: Galbadia
Word Count: 100

Falling onto her back, Quitis stared at the ceiling for a long time before turning to her side. Beside her, Fujin stared back at her silently, her hair barely hiding her questioning eye. Quitis' chest tighten as she fought against the panic and tears that threaten to escape her. Tomorrow, they would part ways, off to fight their own separate wars.

"I wish I didn't have to leave your side." She said, her voice quivering.

"SAME." The dark-skinned woman agreed and pulled the blonde closer to her.

Naked bodies pressed together in sleep, for what could be the last time.


And if it wasn't for the 100 word limit, this drabble would have looked like this:

Falling onto her back, Quistis stared at the ceiling for a long time before turning to her side. Beside her, Fujin stared back at her silently, her hair barely hiding her questioning eye. Quistis' chest tighten as she fought against the panic and tears that threaten to escape her. Tomorrow, they would part ways, off to fight their own separate wars.

"I wish I didn't have to leave your side." She said, her voice quivering.

"SAME." The dark-skinned woman agreed and pulled the blonde closer to her.

Naked bodies pressed together in sleep, for what could be the last time. Every time they fought, was another chance they could die. Life was fragile and easy to take away. Long ago, they had realized that love... It could last forever. Not even death could hurt it. That didn't make the possibility of an untimely death any more appealing.