Girls did this type of stuff all the time, no reason for him to get annoyed over it. Really.
Warnings: Bit 'o the old AU and crack, the spices of life.
Notes: I kinda like poking at little Seifer. Does anyone else wonder if his voice cracked before or after the game? Couldn't resist throwing Quisty in as well.
A Girl Thing
The giggles where starting again. Seifer locked his jaw and stared out the window, trying not to give in to his irritation. They were /girls/, they were supposed to do things like that. He couldn't just get them to knock it off because it was annoying him. Guys weren't supposed to stop girls from acting like girls.
No matter how much it bothered them.
A particularly loud laugh made him reluctantly turn away from the window. Ollette, Fuu, and Quistis had commandeered a desk in the back of the room, and somehow managed to seat themselves on it and spread out their wide collection of cosmetics on it. They'd finished with Fuu since the last time he looked.
Looking like some sort of punk rocker with her black and pink make-up, she now perched on the back of the seat behind Quistis combing out her long hair. Ollette sat on the desk itself, tilting Quistis' head up and carefully using a brush to paint something shiny on the girl's lips. Ollette leaned closer gently rubbing at the blonde's lips with a finger. Quistis puckered up, eyes half closing in a feigned pout. Fuu brushed a handful of hair over Quistis' neck causing her to squeal and squirm.
Seifer jerked his head back towards the front telling himself that they were /girls/.
"Quit looking at Ollette!" The hiss came from his right and Seifer looked over to see Hayner glaring for all he was worth.
Seifer glared right back at the loser. Damn hypocrite wasn't going to- Uncontrolled laughter filled the room and Hayner whipped his head back, eyes going unnaturally wide.
Fuu was part of his Posse. She was almost like a sister to him and the others. Ollette was a loser. Her little gang of friends were nothing but irritating to him. Quistis was a stuck up snob. A little bookworm who had nothing better to do than show off how much smarter she was than everyone else.
Seifer reluctantly looked back.
Ollette was hunched down, face buried in Quistis' neck as they continued laughing. Quistis had her arms around the other girl and looked up at Fuu with bright blue eyes. Both girls pressed back against Fuu who mock growled and pulled lightly at the quickly unraveling braid she'd been working on.
Seifer turned back to the window watching his reflection scowl. They were girls/, girls he knew. He'd seen them do this type of stuff before, and it hadn't bothered him then. It was /girl stuff, and it shouldn't be bothering him so much.
He glared at his reflection, and he was definitely not blushing.