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"You do not understand the ways of love! Squall loves you! Nothing else matters! Whether he knows it or not, you own his heart and soul! Simply because of that, he will be willing to forgive you for anything, rather than risk losing you completely!"

That was the last straw for Katana. Her eyes hardened into blood red stones as she allowed all of her erratic emotions to consume her. "You are a coward, Seifer," she said, no longer yelling. However, her voice was cold as ice. "I may be young in body, but my soul is older than you know. I know more about love than you could ever know. And I know you are simply afraid to admit that you are scared. Scared of loving someone. Scared of loving Squall. Scared of giving him a part of yourself. Yet you do not realize that while you are sitting here being scared, you are hurting Squall. Do not lie!" she hissed as Seifer opened his mouth to reply. "You are so willing to take everything he offers you, to take all of him and yet you give up none of yourself! You are simply a selfish, scared little boy."

Katana's eyes widened and she quickly brought her hands up to protect herself. She felt the blade make a clean, deep slice along the back of her right hand. Her eyes teared up as she felt the cut burn like fire.

"No." Katana said, eyes still hard despite the tears spilling down her cheeks. The betrayal in her heart hurt almost as much as her hand. She held her right hand in her left and felt the blood spilling over her fingers. "I want nothing more to do with you." she said coldly, standing and walking at a determined yet fast pace out of the room before Seifer could say anything. She grabbed a bandanna that was laying on the end table and swiftly exitted the house.

Once outside, she immediately took to the sky, intent on flying as far away from the small house as she possibly could. However, she landed a short way away on the little island the Castaway Dream shop was located on. She couldn't keep flying, her tears were blurring her vision and she didn't want to chance running into anything. She walked quickly to an empty stretch of beach just out of sight of the quaint shop and sat down, pulling her knees up to her chest. She took the purple bandanna and carefully wrapped it tightly around her hand to stop the bleeding.

That task finished, she wrapped her arms around her legs and rested her forehead on her updrawn knees. Then, she began sobbing. All the pain she felt inside quickly rose to the surface and made her cry harder than she ever had in her life. She wasn't sure what hurt more, the continued burning of the deep slash or the pain of knowing that it was the one person she trusted and loved most in the world that had caused that wound. Whichever one it was, Katana sat there for a long time, simply crying, with the only witness being the vast ocean and the trees behind her. Eventually, she lay down and curled into a ball, falling asleep on the sand.

Greed hesitated to approach the obviously upset Dream. He had heard the shouting from upstairs and (after counsel with all the other Dreams of the house) had come down to find out what was going on. But... He couldn't just leave Seifer like this. He may never have the blonde in the way he had originally wanted, but Seifer was quickly becoming a good friend.

He approached softly, stepping over the discarded Gunblade. That was weird. Seifer had more respect for Hyperion than to just drop her on the floor like that. He gently touched Seifer's shoulder and felt his breath catch when he looked into tear-filled jade eyes. "What happened?" he asked softly.

Greed frowned. Yes, he knew the blade was out of place, but what did that have to do with anything. Then, he saw the blood. Both on the tip of the blade and the small puddle on the floor. Oh.... my... "What happened?" he asked again, moving closer to the blond.

"Spirits..." Greed gently put his paws around Seifer, giving him shelter to cry. There was nothing more painful in the world than to hear the hateful words of your own child. And it was obvious that Seifer hadn't meant to hurt her. But he had. In more ways than one. This was not going to be an easy problem to fix. But Greed stopped thinking of that. No use worrying about the future just yet. Not when he had a broken Seifer in his arms.

He gently rocked the blond, murmuring soft reassurances to him. He let Seifer cry out all the pain and frustration he felt. Greed eventually felt Seifer's body relax as all the emotion that he had released left him devoid of strength. Sniffing one more time, he felt Seifer succumb to sleep. He gently moved both of them closer to the fire, not daring to try and remove Seifer's paws, which were clutching his vest tightly. Now that they were closer to the fire and would be warm for the night, Greed let himself fall asleep, making sure he held Seifer tightly throughout the night.

Irvine wandered into the house warily, but it didn't appear anyone was around. Right now, he just wanted a bit of peace and quiet. Well... peace and quiet or he was always up for chatting with a beautiful girl... or guy...