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Entry tags:
A Start / Popcorn
Title: A Start
Fandom: FFVIII
Pairing: Quistis/Fuu
Prompt: Promptathon #1 @![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
ff_yuri_drabble
Rating: G
Words: 240
Spoilers?: none
Author's Note: Lookit! I did over 100 words!! Yay!
The start of their relationship was something akin to watching Seifer and Squall spar - when they played nice. There were the nods, the steps that seemed designed to throw the other off. The close calls and the near misses, each feeling a small desperate frustration from actions that were almost done, actions that should have been done but weren't.
The small comments and they were small; quick and often brutal to the senses, were tossed back and forth, and filled with uncertainty. Miscommunication was always at play, how could it not when one woman answered only with one word? Quistis had never known the other to answer with anything than one word. It held no emotion; just bluntness much like the much used chakram she wielded.
Beneath it all, there was one constant thing: fear. It was laced with determination and stubbornness.
Quistis would never have made the first move and if Fujin had, it didn't seem like an attempt but a blunder. And in the face of conversation, Quistis's words failed her; turned her words into one, becoming much like Fuu or worse; silent, like Squall.
It wasn't until almost a week after the last blunder that the white haired woman crossed paths with the Instructor. She almost let her walk away, but Fujin grabbed her wrist and quickly spun her around.
There was fear in that eye as it darted between Quistis's. "...MOVIE?"
It was a start.
Title: Popcorn
Fandom: FFVIII
Pairing: Quistis/Fuu
Prompt: Promptathon #1 sequal to A Start @ff_yuri_drabble
Rating: PG
Words: 435
Spoilers?: none
Author's Note: Second part to A Start, requested by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sissyhiyah
The date was set, circled in ink on their calendars, but clothing had become an issue.
Quistis requested Selphie's help, and got teased mercilessly during the process. Fuu however tried to disregard Seifer and Raijin's teasing manner.
"I really shouldn't be so worked up about this! It's only a date." Quistis stated as she tried yet another article of clothing on.
"But it's the first one you had in how long?" Selphie countered, giggling at the point that the poor blonde was flustered because she actually couldn't remember when her last date was.
"Do shut up. Your poking fun at my lack of dating isn't helping me find something to wear!"
Selphie blushed at the reprimand and shook her head at the current outfit. Quistis sighed.
Fuu on the other hand was being bombarded by the rest of the posse on what she should wear and supposedly helpful hints on what to do during the date.
"You should kiss her, right off the bat. Get it over with." Seifer smirked and tossed a shirt at her.
"DISREGARD."
Seifer rolled his eyes and shook his head after she put the top on.
"You should wrap your arm around her, you know."
"APPROVE."
Raijin grinned hugely and offered her a skirt, to which an eyebrow went up at.
The hours counted down and eventually the two met in front of the theater and made their way inside.
They stood in line at the concession stand and got drinks and snacks and Fuu watched out of the corner of her eye as the blonde's tongue darted out and snagged a piece of popcorn with her tongue. The cyclopean woman blushed and sipped at her drink quickly, which caused her to choke on the soda a bit.
"Are you okay?" Quistis patted her date on the back, a small frown on her face.
With a small cough, Fuu nodded then answered. "YES."
"Don't do that again - choke I mean." The blonde tucked her hair behind her ear and offered a small smile.
"DITTO."
"Pardon? I wasn't choking!"
"CAUSE."
"What? How?" Confusion was plastered all over her face while she tried to think of how she could have been the cause of Fujin's plight.
"POPCORN."
Quistis blinked, still confused. Fujin took the popcorn and mimicked the blonde's earlier actions.
"POPCORN?"
"Oh." Quistis blushed and took her popcorn back. "I'm sorry."
The two started walking into the theater as the lights began to dim.
"You've got a dirty mind there Fuu." There was laughter, mischief in the blonde's voice as they found a seat and settled in. "I like it."
Fandom: FFVIII
Pairing: Quistis/Fuu
Prompt: Promptathon #1 @
ff_yuri_drabbleRating: G
Words: 240
Spoilers?: none
Author's Note: Lookit! I did over 100 words!! Yay!
The start of their relationship was something akin to watching Seifer and Squall spar - when they played nice. There were the nods, the steps that seemed designed to throw the other off. The close calls and the near misses, each feeling a small desperate frustration from actions that were almost done, actions that should have been done but weren't.
The small comments and they were small; quick and often brutal to the senses, were tossed back and forth, and filled with uncertainty. Miscommunication was always at play, how could it not when one woman answered only with one word? Quistis had never known the other to answer with anything than one word. It held no emotion; just bluntness much like the much used chakram she wielded.
Beneath it all, there was one constant thing: fear. It was laced with determination and stubbornness.
Quistis would never have made the first move and if Fujin had, it didn't seem like an attempt but a blunder. And in the face of conversation, Quistis's words failed her; turned her words into one, becoming much like Fuu or worse; silent, like Squall.
It wasn't until almost a week after the last blunder that the white haired woman crossed paths with the Instructor. She almost let her walk away, but Fujin grabbed her wrist and quickly spun her around.
There was fear in that eye as it darted between Quistis's. "...MOVIE?"
It was a start.
Title: Popcorn
Fandom: FFVIII
Pairing: Quistis/Fuu
Prompt: Promptathon #1 sequal to A Start @
ff_yuri_drabbleRating: PG
Words: 435
Spoilers?: none
Author's Note: Second part to A Start, requested by
sissyhiyahThe date was set, circled in ink on their calendars, but clothing had become an issue.
Quistis requested Selphie's help, and got teased mercilessly during the process. Fuu however tried to disregard Seifer and Raijin's teasing manner.
"I really shouldn't be so worked up about this! It's only a date." Quistis stated as she tried yet another article of clothing on.
"But it's the first one you had in how long?" Selphie countered, giggling at the point that the poor blonde was flustered because she actually couldn't remember when her last date was.
"Do shut up. Your poking fun at my lack of dating isn't helping me find something to wear!"
Selphie blushed at the reprimand and shook her head at the current outfit. Quistis sighed.
Fuu on the other hand was being bombarded by the rest of the posse on what she should wear and supposedly helpful hints on what to do during the date.
"You should kiss her, right off the bat. Get it over with." Seifer smirked and tossed a shirt at her.
"DISREGARD."
Seifer rolled his eyes and shook his head after she put the top on.
"You should wrap your arm around her, you know."
"APPROVE."
Raijin grinned hugely and offered her a skirt, to which an eyebrow went up at.
The hours counted down and eventually the two met in front of the theater and made their way inside.
They stood in line at the concession stand and got drinks and snacks and Fuu watched out of the corner of her eye as the blonde's tongue darted out and snagged a piece of popcorn with her tongue. The cyclopean woman blushed and sipped at her drink quickly, which caused her to choke on the soda a bit.
"Are you okay?" Quistis patted her date on the back, a small frown on her face.
With a small cough, Fuu nodded then answered. "YES."
"Don't do that again - choke I mean." The blonde tucked her hair behind her ear and offered a small smile.
"DITTO."
"Pardon? I wasn't choking!"
"CAUSE."
"What? How?" Confusion was plastered all over her face while she tried to think of how she could have been the cause of Fujin's plight.
"POPCORN."
Quistis blinked, still confused. Fujin took the popcorn and mimicked the blonde's earlier actions.
"POPCORN?"
"Oh." Quistis blushed and took her popcorn back. "I'm sorry."
The two started walking into the theater as the lights began to dim.
"You've got a dirty mind there Fuu." There was laughter, mischief in the blonde's voice as they found a seat and settled in. "I like it."