A/N: My first try at Tragedy. Hope you like!

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts 2

Dedication: To Nicole, who always loved hearing about the game, and who always supported this pairing.

Summary: She always did love sitting on that clock tower. She knew he loved it too. She thought he was happy. How wrong she was...

She always did love sitting on the clock tower, eating Sea-Salt ice cream with her best friends. Laughing at Hayner's jokes, talking with Pence about school, all the while feeling like something, or someone was missing.

She knew that he loved it too, although he never went up when Hayner or Pence were there. She had been sitting by herself, eating ice cream and wondering how the boys got into detention again, when he had come out, giving a start when he saw her.

"Olette! I didn't know you were here! I'll just leave-" He had turned to leave, but she had smiled and said, "Why don't you sit down, Seifer?" He had turned back around, smiling at her gratefully, and sat down beside her. For a while they had talked, chatting like they were best friends, and then they had stared out at the sunset, not saying anything else to ruin the perfect moment, when it had started to pour, raindrops falling on their heads.

"We should go." She had said, and he had smiled and shook his head and said, "You go on ahead, Olette. I'm going to stay here for a while." She had nodded, and on an impulse had kissed his cheek, before leaving him there to bask in the rain.

When she climbed into bed that night, she had fallen asleep listening to the rain pounding on her window. As she had been still falling into dreamland, however, she had heard a scream so terrible it normally would've made shivers go down her back, but since she had already been half-asleep, it didn't register until morning, when she had walked to the clock tower, hoping to have another nice chat with him, but the place had been roped off by police.

She had shoved herself to the front of the crowd, for the first time dwelling on the gut-wrenching scream she had heard the night before, and her insides froze up when she saw a body on the ground, twisted and contorted so it no longer looked human.

Tears had fallen at an alarming rate when she saw the black hat removed by the paramedics, the green eyes open wide, blond hair soaked with blood. She had turned away and ran, not hearing the people calling her name, trying to offer comfort, even though they had no clue why she should be crying. After all, didn't her group hate him?

Hayner had caught up to her and shook her, asking what the hell was going on, and she had replied with a "Seifer killed himself and I was the last person to see him alive!" Hayner had turned white, hugging her close to him, letting the tears from emerald eyes fall onto his shirt, only interested in making her feel a bit better.

And even now, ten years later, she still cried when she thought about him, his playful smirk whenever Hayner had picked a fight, the reasurring note in his voice that night that had made her think he was happy, oh, how wrong she had been.

She was twenty-five and would not go on a date with any guy, no matter how handsome, how smart, how nice they could be, she wanted nothing to do with them, and Hayner had told her it was time to get a guy already.

She when he said that, a rare smile that almost never appeared on her pretty face anymore, and told him he was right, she did have to find a guy.

That night she went to the clock tower, waiting for rain, and when it came, she gathered all of her courage together, shouted one last goodbye to the world, and jumped, loving the feeling of wind rushing past her ears, knowing that her deadly scream was the last thing she would ever hear.

And when they found her in the morning, her eyes were wide open, as his had been, blood covering her brown hair, her mouth twisted into what could have been a smile, and everybody had mourned her, Hayner and Pence in particular had screamed with grief when they saw her lifeless body on the stone, just as his had been.

But none of that mattered to her anymore, as long as she could be with him.

Hayner, I did what you said. I found my guy.

A/N: Well, how do you like it? I know it's not the best but it WAS my first try at Tragedy! RnR please!