Corpse in the Cupboard
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Final Fantasy VIII › Crossovers
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
26
Views:
800
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own any of the characters in this fiction. They remain the property of the makers of Final Fantasy VIII and VII. I do this for fun and entainment, not profit.
Chapter 10
***** CHAPTER 10 *****
Squall arrived in Esthar on Wednesday morning and hired a room in the seedier part of the city where he wouldn’t be recognized. He wasn’t ready to confront his father until he understood more clearly what the problem was. He knew everything hinged on the unknown man and was determined to find out why and how he had suddenly gone from being a dangerous, escaped fugitive to the President’s bodyguard and constant companion. After all, the Seed had a responsibility to ensure the peace and safety of all residents of the planet. Esthar was the most technologically advanced country and if its leadership was under threat, than he would have no choice but to interfere. His father’s safety was his secondary concern. He had become very fond of the man, but he was unsure about his ability to defend himself against someone taking advantage of his softer side.
The Commander headed out onto the street and stopped at a newsstand to buy the latest city newspapers. The gossip magazines caught his attention and he picked up a few of them as well, returning to his room. Finding nothing of interest in the city news, he started flicking through the glossy pages of the magazines. They were full of photos of Laguna and his new bodyguard. Most had some kind of story linking the two as having a relationship. The news of Kiros resignation had only added fuel to the fire. ‘Love triangle explodes’ and ‘President trades in old for new’ were just two of the headlines that jumped out as he glanced over them. Squall felt his stomach twist. Could any of this garbage hold any truth? He tossed the magazines aside in disgust. The President was far too old to be letting his dick run his life. If he had been in a relationship with Kiros, would he really just end such a long term relationship to be with some new guy who wasn’t much older than his son? The Commander was beginning to realize how little he knew about his father. He’d never even made an attempt to get to know the man better and had no idea what was going on in his personal life.
Squall sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He had at least one contact in the security department of the Presidential Palace and he was sure that he’d be willing to dig up more information for him. Time to make some calls.
*****
It was Friday, lunchtime, when Squall finally got a call back from his contact. The President had set up a meeting between Kiros and a Galbadian official for later that day. The contact had thought it might be of interest because there was no Galbadian officials in Esthar at the moment and none where scheduled to arrive either. The President had also cleared all his appointments for the afternoon. Interesting indeed, thought Squall, seeing an opportunity too good to miss. He talked the contact into setting up a hidden video camera in the room. The man was reluctant at first, but Squall managed to convince him that he only had the President’s best interests in mind. Apparently, the palace security was suspicious of the new bodyguard as well and his contact was relieved that the Seed Commander was investigating the matter. When the meeting was over, the contact agreed to retrieve the video camera and bring it straight to a nearby bar where Squall would meet him. Finally, he would get some answers.
*****
The Commander stared at the video camera in his hands nervously. He knew this was a breach of his fathers trust. If Laguna found out he had been spying on him, he would be devastated. But what other choice did Squall have? He glanced around the near empty bar. Night had only just begun to fall and a few patrons had begun to wonder in. Most sat alone and immediately started drinking. It was a depressing place but Squall had picked it out because of that. It was unlikely anyone would bother him here. Well enough time wasted, time to get some answers, he thought as he flicked open the small video screen and pressed play.
Five minutes later he paused the tape and skulled his whole glass of beer in one go. It was answers he’d wanted and the video certainly had answered one of his questions. Kiros was leaving because he was in love with Laguna. The fact that Laguna felt something for Kiros in return was evident too. Squall signaled for another beer as he fast forwarded the tape past the two having sex. Damn, he was going to need something stronger to drink to forget that particular part. His beer arrived and he drunk half of it before continuing the tape. Laguna was freaking out about cheating on Vincent and was going to tell the guy what he’d done. So, the bodyguards name was Vincent and he was in a relationship with the President. More answers to his questions.
The next thing Kiros said nearly made him drop his beer. What if one of the demons he’s carrying around in his head makes an appearance and destroys the city? What the fuck? Squall rewound the tape and replayed it. He’d heard it right the first time. Oh, great. His father was in love with some freak with a head full of demons that had the power to destroy whole cities. Why would Laguna want someone like that over Kiros? Safe, dependable, trustworthy Kiros. Squall stopped the tape and deleted it, before dropping his head into his hands. Laguna was never going to fix this on his own. He would have to fix it for him. But what was he going to do? This time he ordered a bottle of bourbon and started drinking shots. He got half way through the bottle before his mind came up with something.
The first step would be to get the guy away from his father. If the President told him he’d cheated on him, them maybe the relationship would die on its own. Then again, his father would beg for forgiveness and probably talk the guy into forgiving him, given enough time. For a moment, he considered just killing Vincent himself. He dismissed the idea immediately. Laguna would never forgive him and he wasn’t prepared to lose him again. Once Vincent was well away from Esthar, then he could destroy the threat. For now, he had to think of some way to separate them, to make Laguna never want to see Vincent ever again.
Squall glanced around and noticed the bar tender was serving a guy down the other end of the bar. A guy with long dark hair and one black arm. Shiva’s tit’s, it couldn’t be him, could it? The Commander peered through the haze of the darkened bar. It was him. Vincent was sitting at the bar with a dark look on his face, drinking shots with the clear intent of drinking himself unconscious. One empty bottle of scotch sat in front of him and he was half way through a second.
Suddenly, an idea came to Squall as he glanced down at the video camera in his lap. Admittedly, it was a mean, underhanded and particularly evil idea. It was, however, an idea that would definitely work. The question was, could the Commander really sink that low, even to save his father?
Squall arrived in Esthar on Wednesday morning and hired a room in the seedier part of the city where he wouldn’t be recognized. He wasn’t ready to confront his father until he understood more clearly what the problem was. He knew everything hinged on the unknown man and was determined to find out why and how he had suddenly gone from being a dangerous, escaped fugitive to the President’s bodyguard and constant companion. After all, the Seed had a responsibility to ensure the peace and safety of all residents of the planet. Esthar was the most technologically advanced country and if its leadership was under threat, than he would have no choice but to interfere. His father’s safety was his secondary concern. He had become very fond of the man, but he was unsure about his ability to defend himself against someone taking advantage of his softer side.
The Commander headed out onto the street and stopped at a newsstand to buy the latest city newspapers. The gossip magazines caught his attention and he picked up a few of them as well, returning to his room. Finding nothing of interest in the city news, he started flicking through the glossy pages of the magazines. They were full of photos of Laguna and his new bodyguard. Most had some kind of story linking the two as having a relationship. The news of Kiros resignation had only added fuel to the fire. ‘Love triangle explodes’ and ‘President trades in old for new’ were just two of the headlines that jumped out as he glanced over them. Squall felt his stomach twist. Could any of this garbage hold any truth? He tossed the magazines aside in disgust. The President was far too old to be letting his dick run his life. If he had been in a relationship with Kiros, would he really just end such a long term relationship to be with some new guy who wasn’t much older than his son? The Commander was beginning to realize how little he knew about his father. He’d never even made an attempt to get to know the man better and had no idea what was going on in his personal life.
Squall sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He had at least one contact in the security department of the Presidential Palace and he was sure that he’d be willing to dig up more information for him. Time to make some calls.
*****
It was Friday, lunchtime, when Squall finally got a call back from his contact. The President had set up a meeting between Kiros and a Galbadian official for later that day. The contact had thought it might be of interest because there was no Galbadian officials in Esthar at the moment and none where scheduled to arrive either. The President had also cleared all his appointments for the afternoon. Interesting indeed, thought Squall, seeing an opportunity too good to miss. He talked the contact into setting up a hidden video camera in the room. The man was reluctant at first, but Squall managed to convince him that he only had the President’s best interests in mind. Apparently, the palace security was suspicious of the new bodyguard as well and his contact was relieved that the Seed Commander was investigating the matter. When the meeting was over, the contact agreed to retrieve the video camera and bring it straight to a nearby bar where Squall would meet him. Finally, he would get some answers.
*****
The Commander stared at the video camera in his hands nervously. He knew this was a breach of his fathers trust. If Laguna found out he had been spying on him, he would be devastated. But what other choice did Squall have? He glanced around the near empty bar. Night had only just begun to fall and a few patrons had begun to wonder in. Most sat alone and immediately started drinking. It was a depressing place but Squall had picked it out because of that. It was unlikely anyone would bother him here. Well enough time wasted, time to get some answers, he thought as he flicked open the small video screen and pressed play.
Five minutes later he paused the tape and skulled his whole glass of beer in one go. It was answers he’d wanted and the video certainly had answered one of his questions. Kiros was leaving because he was in love with Laguna. The fact that Laguna felt something for Kiros in return was evident too. Squall signaled for another beer as he fast forwarded the tape past the two having sex. Damn, he was going to need something stronger to drink to forget that particular part. His beer arrived and he drunk half of it before continuing the tape. Laguna was freaking out about cheating on Vincent and was going to tell the guy what he’d done. So, the bodyguards name was Vincent and he was in a relationship with the President. More answers to his questions.
The next thing Kiros said nearly made him drop his beer. What if one of the demons he’s carrying around in his head makes an appearance and destroys the city? What the fuck? Squall rewound the tape and replayed it. He’d heard it right the first time. Oh, great. His father was in love with some freak with a head full of demons that had the power to destroy whole cities. Why would Laguna want someone like that over Kiros? Safe, dependable, trustworthy Kiros. Squall stopped the tape and deleted it, before dropping his head into his hands. Laguna was never going to fix this on his own. He would have to fix it for him. But what was he going to do? This time he ordered a bottle of bourbon and started drinking shots. He got half way through the bottle before his mind came up with something.
The first step would be to get the guy away from his father. If the President told him he’d cheated on him, them maybe the relationship would die on its own. Then again, his father would beg for forgiveness and probably talk the guy into forgiving him, given enough time. For a moment, he considered just killing Vincent himself. He dismissed the idea immediately. Laguna would never forgive him and he wasn’t prepared to lose him again. Once Vincent was well away from Esthar, then he could destroy the threat. For now, he had to think of some way to separate them, to make Laguna never want to see Vincent ever again.
Squall glanced around and noticed the bar tender was serving a guy down the other end of the bar. A guy with long dark hair and one black arm. Shiva’s tit’s, it couldn’t be him, could it? The Commander peered through the haze of the darkened bar. It was him. Vincent was sitting at the bar with a dark look on his face, drinking shots with the clear intent of drinking himself unconscious. One empty bottle of scotch sat in front of him and he was half way through a second.
Suddenly, an idea came to Squall as he glanced down at the video camera in his lap. Admittedly, it was a mean, underhanded and particularly evil idea. It was, however, an idea that would definitely work. The question was, could the Commander really sink that low, even to save his father?