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Important Note: I am yet again working on reposting this story. I found several mistakes in the first chapters, and some things I simply wasn't too happy with. I hope you can forgive the mayhem that this story will be until I actually manage to repost all the chapters I found to be erroneous. Unfortunately, I'm sure that there will still be plenty of mistakes to be found -- Blame it on English not being my first language if you're feeling kind, or blame it on me being a lazy bum and horrible speller if not.

Reposted chapters will be marked by two quotation marks ("). I know that reposting will go slow, but hopefully I'll be finished before the revelation of the very last chapter of "Let Me Make It Alright".

Now, on with the story!

Let Me Make It Alright

Chapter 1: "Frozen Concerns"

By Angry Angel

"Gah! Could it be any fucking colder?! Brrr!"

Rubbing his Ehrgeiz-gloved hands against his bare tanned arms, a teenager with wildly spiked blonde hair and an unusual tattoo adorning his youthful, charming features, shifted his weight in the ankle-deep snow of the Trabia plains from one foot onto another. Next to him, a young woman with the same ravishing blonde hair and intent cobalt blue eyes was sighing deeply. Her tall, slim figure was clad in knee-high leather boots, a warming orange wool dress and a long, light brown woolen coat, which she had wrapped around her body tightly.

"And here I was thinking that men never get cold."

She slowly shook her head from side to side, a bemused smile curling her lips that were chafed from the cold.

"Heh. Not this man, I'm freezing!" the young man growled.

"I told you to bring your coat from Ragnarok, but you said you wouldn't need it."

"Well... I wasn't cold yet."

The young woman couldn't help but laugh softly. She deeply cared for the spunky young man at her side, and she knew only too well that his lightheartedness often got him into trouble. Still, his carefree attitude and thick humor was definitely one of the reasons why she loved him as much as she did.

"What are you laughing at, babes?"

Her smile deepend.

"You, Zell."

Her answer provoked one of those dashing smirks that always melted her heart in the matter of an instant. Zell Dincht was not a person anyone could carry hard feelings for, least of all Quistis Trepe, his girlfriend of almost one year. They were both SeeDs, stationed at the Garden of Balamb, and they had gone through the roughest of times at each other's side. Preventing the end of the world together isn't something that passes you by lightly.

"How far along are we? We really shouldn't have had to walk at all, what's the point of us turning into damned icicles?"

"Actually, we did have to walk. Remember, Squall told us to get some of these."

She pointed at the bag slung over Zell's shoulder, which contained a couple of mesmerize blades that they had acquired from two slain Mesmerizes along their way.

"Oh. Right. What does he need those for, anyway?"

Quistis shrugged her slender shoulders, still smiling.

"I think he needs them for some of the students. He didn't tell me."

Suddenly, her smile vanished.

"He hasn't told me much of anything lately."

Her boyfriend nodded thoughtfully and scratched his head, or as much as his numb fingers allowed, anyway.

"I know. He isn't the same anymore. I was hoping he'd thaw out after the whole Ultimecia thing."

"He did for a while, I guess, but ever since Rinoa left he's been more introverted than ever. He doesn't even talk to Laguna anymore, and I thought they were doing so well. It hurts me to see him like this."

"I know, angel. Me, too."

"Maybe Selphie and Irvine can help. Squall doesn't know that they will return to Balamb with us. We haven't seen them in months. I told Squall that we'd only check in at Trabia and say hi to them."

"Yeah, he'd flip if he found out, even though I think he misses them. Heck, had I known that saving the world would keep us so busy now, I would have thought it all over before we went to kick Ultimecia's butt!"

Zell managed to make the smile return to his girlfriend's face, and quietly, she thanked him for that. The fact that their friend and High Commander of Balamb Garden, Squall Leonhart, had totally shut himself off from his friends over a period of months had worried all of them. They cared for the introverted, quiet teenager like a brother, but his cold-heartedness and tendency to be slow to trust made it difficult to be his friends.

Quistis shook her head, clearing her thoughts of the brooding shadows in the hope that their friends Irvine Kinneas and Selphie Tilmitt would be able to turn things around.

"We should get going."

Her boyfriend sighed in exasperation, but then he nodded. Longingly, his light green eyes screened the horizon once more, in the vain hope that Trabia Garden would not be far anymore.

"If I don't make it, just drag my frozen ass along and douse me in some hot chocolate once we get there. That should serve as perfect re-animation! Actually, a long, sloppy smooch would do, too. Or a hot-dog. Or..."

Sighing, Quistis rolled her eyes towards the snow clouded sky pleadingly.

"Alright. Maybe... I'll just leave you right here and have the cocoa and the hot-dog all for myself, though."

Smirking in an unusually playful manner, Quistis waved good-bye to her stunned boyfriend and started to make for the general direction of Trabia Garden. Zell shook his head in silent despair, secured the bag on his shoulder and charged after her disappearing figure.

"Agh, wait for meeeee!"



=To be continued!=

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