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Final Fantasy VIII › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
837
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Learning Can Be Fun...
Disclaimer: All characters, places, etc. are copyrighted by Squaresoft. It'd be a waste of your time to sue me, so sorry…
Warning: This contains yaoi goodness ^_^ And for you immature morons who can't accept this then just go huddle under a damn rock and wonder why more people don't like you. This is rated R for graphic violence, possible rape, sex, and language.
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Chapter 4: Learning can be fun
"OH! Hi Seifer!" Rinoa greeted me.
I laughed in her face. Truly, I just can't hold it in for any longer. Now, how to phrase this properly for her…by the way Rinoa, your puberty boy is cheating on you with Chicken-Wuss, thought I'd let you know…
"What's so funny?' she asked, tilting her head to the side.
I grinned merrily at her. "So how have you and Squally boy been?"
She beamed happily at the mention of her infatuation. "Never better! He's taking me to the masquerade party in Deling City tomorrow night" she squealed.
I arched my brow in thought. How enticing! A party to crash…perhaps I shall save the oh-so-wonderful news for when Squall is beside her to witness it? Heh heh…
"Pardon me Rinoa, but I have business to attend to. And if by chance you'll save me a dance…" I bowed.
She giggled. "I didn't know you were going Seifer…"
"Oh but I wouldn't miss this for the world…"
After seemingly endless hours of classes, I had finally reached my dorm room. Raijin was sound asleep, sprawled out across the bed and snoring. I shake my head and begin to undress, plotting wonderful things. The downfall of the screeching Rinoa, the whining Chicken-Wuss falling into his grave, and Squall begging my to be silent. Heh heh, little does he know the price to be paid…
I wonder if Zell is going too? That would be absolutely perfect! Hmmm…now all I need is a costume…And for some reason the idea of borrowing Quistis' whip popped into my head…Oh yeah….that idea is a keeper…
I crawled under the cool welcoming sheets in just my boxers and try to drift into a fast sleep. Though no matter how I try…a lonely, beautiful brunette haunts my mind's eye…
I tap my pencil atop my desk, bored out of my mind. My eyes kept drifting towards Squall and Zell. They sat a few desks ahead of me to the left, Squall in front of Zell. I noticed Zell trying to stuff a note into Squall's hand and when he wouldn't take it, the dumb blonde swiftly stuck it down the back of his pants. Squall froze and turned long enough to glare at Zell and pry out the note and crumpled it. I could see it in his eyes, he was seriously contemplating on just throwing it aside…
I smirked at Zell's boldness even if it was a little stupid. You couldn't blame him for wanting to slide anything between those tight restraining leather pants and the hot ass hidden behind it. I loved and hated those pants. They teased me constantly and they drive me insane…but they also give me quite a view…
I caught myself more then enough times watching him slay monsters, the sweat drenched bangs falling into his wondrous eyes. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. Damn, I need to stop thinking about how fucking sexy he can be…at least while there are witnesses to the results of my daydreaming…
Squall had yet to open the note, he left it sitting near his hand on top of his desk. He was busy writing away like the good little study boy he is…Then it occurred to me…why not take a peek?
How tempting it was, just sitting there, staring back at me. Holding its secrets, its proposition of blackmail…I stretched and stood, pretending to just now be finished with my work. Truth be told, I had already stolen the answers from a weak classmate earlier. Walking slowly by his desk, I snatched the piece of paper and slipped it into my pocket. On my way back to my seat, I noted Squall had not yet noticed what I had done…Zell however looked like his eyes were about ready to fall out. I smiled charmingly at him and kicked back, desiring the perfect moment when the teacher wasn't looking and when Zell's mouth would stop dropping and when of course Mr. Oblivious realized what I had done. Yes, then I would unfold the note and reveal what thoughts floated around that perverted Chicken-Wuss' head. Sweet…
Warning: This contains yaoi goodness ^_^ And for you immature morons who can't accept this then just go huddle under a damn rock and wonder why more people don't like you. This is rated R for graphic violence, possible rape, sex, and language.
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Chapter 4: Learning can be fun
"OH! Hi Seifer!" Rinoa greeted me.
I laughed in her face. Truly, I just can't hold it in for any longer. Now, how to phrase this properly for her…by the way Rinoa, your puberty boy is cheating on you with Chicken-Wuss, thought I'd let you know…
"What's so funny?' she asked, tilting her head to the side.
I grinned merrily at her. "So how have you and Squally boy been?"
She beamed happily at the mention of her infatuation. "Never better! He's taking me to the masquerade party in Deling City tomorrow night" she squealed.
I arched my brow in thought. How enticing! A party to crash…perhaps I shall save the oh-so-wonderful news for when Squall is beside her to witness it? Heh heh…
"Pardon me Rinoa, but I have business to attend to. And if by chance you'll save me a dance…" I bowed.
She giggled. "I didn't know you were going Seifer…"
"Oh but I wouldn't miss this for the world…"
After seemingly endless hours of classes, I had finally reached my dorm room. Raijin was sound asleep, sprawled out across the bed and snoring. I shake my head and begin to undress, plotting wonderful things. The downfall of the screeching Rinoa, the whining Chicken-Wuss falling into his grave, and Squall begging my to be silent. Heh heh, little does he know the price to be paid…
I wonder if Zell is going too? That would be absolutely perfect! Hmmm…now all I need is a costume…And for some reason the idea of borrowing Quistis' whip popped into my head…Oh yeah….that idea is a keeper…
I crawled under the cool welcoming sheets in just my boxers and try to drift into a fast sleep. Though no matter how I try…a lonely, beautiful brunette haunts my mind's eye…
I tap my pencil atop my desk, bored out of my mind. My eyes kept drifting towards Squall and Zell. They sat a few desks ahead of me to the left, Squall in front of Zell. I noticed Zell trying to stuff a note into Squall's hand and when he wouldn't take it, the dumb blonde swiftly stuck it down the back of his pants. Squall froze and turned long enough to glare at Zell and pry out the note and crumpled it. I could see it in his eyes, he was seriously contemplating on just throwing it aside…
I smirked at Zell's boldness even if it was a little stupid. You couldn't blame him for wanting to slide anything between those tight restraining leather pants and the hot ass hidden behind it. I loved and hated those pants. They teased me constantly and they drive me insane…but they also give me quite a view…
I caught myself more then enough times watching him slay monsters, the sweat drenched bangs falling into his wondrous eyes. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. Damn, I need to stop thinking about how fucking sexy he can be…at least while there are witnesses to the results of my daydreaming…
Squall had yet to open the note, he left it sitting near his hand on top of his desk. He was busy writing away like the good little study boy he is…Then it occurred to me…why not take a peek?
How tempting it was, just sitting there, staring back at me. Holding its secrets, its proposition of blackmail…I stretched and stood, pretending to just now be finished with my work. Truth be told, I had already stolen the answers from a weak classmate earlier. Walking slowly by his desk, I snatched the piece of paper and slipped it into my pocket. On my way back to my seat, I noted Squall had not yet noticed what I had done…Zell however looked like his eyes were about ready to fall out. I smiled charmingly at him and kicked back, desiring the perfect moment when the teacher wasn't looking and when Zell's mouth would stop dropping and when of course Mr. Oblivious realized what I had done. Yes, then I would unfold the note and reveal what thoughts floated around that perverted Chicken-Wuss' head. Sweet…