Be friendly

Be friendly


Author: Yorda


Summary:AU fic, takes place in a normal senior high. Squall's the bullied one, and Seifer the popular one. A story about
the two of them forming a relationship of some sort ^_^


Rated: NC-17


Warning: yaoi, AU, OOC, fluff, smutty sex


Couple: Seifer/Squall


Diclaimer: Sadly none of the characters of FF8 are mine, but belong to Squaresoft


Status: Complete


Chapter 4


"Go on, inside." Seifer persuaded, as Squall lingered in the doorway. Hesitantly the brunette boy stepped in, Seifer following him. Squall stopped and let his eyes travel around the huge hall. Right in front of him were big stairs, covered with a beige carpet, leading all the way up to the third floor. On the left was the way into a modern-looking kitchen, and on the right lay the entrance of a huge living room. The walls were all covered with expensive-looking paintings, and there hung a huge chandelier up from the ceiling.


'This is like from a-- a damn movie or something. I mean, who really lives in a palace like this?' Squall asked himself, but his thoughts were interrupted by a loud bark. The brunette blinked his eyes as he saw a black, angrily barking doberman, running towards them from upstairs. Squall's eyes went wide, as the animal began to growl at him and revealed its sharp teeth, looking as menacing as it possibly could. The boy gasped and took a few steps back, bumping into Seifer, who was standing behind him, removing his shoes.


"Hey, watch it, Squall..."


"I--I..." Squall mumbled and leaned against the tall blonde, gripping Seifer's sleeve with both hands. The dog was nearing them and Squall kept leaning closer, panic written all over his face. Seifer quickly realized the younger boy was really afraid of the animal.


"Hey, its bark's worse than its bite..." he reassured and came forth from behind Squall's back. "Get lost, you stupid dog. Go on, scram!" Seifer commanded, narrowing his eyes at the growling dog. The doberman showed its obedience and fear towards the tall blonde, by letting out a small whine, and then scuttled away. Seifer turned around to face Squall. The boy looked somewhat upset. "You're afraid of dogs?"


"Y-yeah..." Squall admitted, the look on his face telling he was ashamed of the way he'd just behaved. 'I can't believe I grabbed his sleeve!'


"Well, sorry. I should have told you about Jaws. When it comes to security, my dad thinks the dog is more reliable than all the alarm systems in the world. But there's no reason to be afraid of Jaws; it obeys me and won't harm you unless I order it to do so..."


Squall lift his face and used his hand to reveal a long scar, now partly covered by his long hair. The mark began from his forehead and ran across the bridge of his nose. Seifer leaned closer and eyed the scar. He looked down and met the brunette's grey eyes.


"How did you get that?"


"A big dog attacked me when I was little. I've been terrified of them ever since. I-I just can't help it." Squall explained.


"So thatwhy why you almost jumped into my arms, when Jaws came downstairs." Seifer chuckled, but went serious as he noticed the frown on Squall's face. "Hey, I was only joking!" Squall lift his gaze and noticed there was almost an identical scar on Seifer's forehead. The blonde realized Squall was watching him, and touched the long mark on his face. "Oh yeah. I have one too. Funny, they're almost identical..." he spoke and traced the scar with his fingers. "I can't even remember how I got mine... But it makes me look damn hot, doesn't it, Squall?" Seifer smirked and met the younger boy's staring eyes.


"W-what?" The brunette's face grew hot and he knew he was blushing. Seifer noted this and blinked his eyes, realizing what he'd just said.


'Where the hell did that come from!? Oh man...' he cursed in his mind. The atmosphere in the room was suddenly tense again. Both were quiet. Seifer glanced around the room, blinking his eyes nervously. 'Ok, don't just stand there! Think of
something to say! This time something wise ....... Great, this has got to be the longest awkward silence ever.'


"I-I'm gonna eat something." Seifer finally spoke the first thing that came to his mind. Squall looked up with a frown on his face. He watched as the blonde made his way into the nearby kitchen.


'The hell? Does he think I have all night!? I don't wanna spend any more time here than what's necessary.' Squall followed Seifer into the kitchen. The blonde was rummaging through the fridge, and by the looks of it, he wasn't even searching for anything particular. "We were supposed to study..." Squall noted. Seifer just snorted and pulled out a can of juice.


"Oh, come on, relax! We have all night. Or do you have some other plans? A date maybe?" The blonde asked with a mocking voice, and poured himself a glass of juice.


Squall narrowed his eyes in anger. 'And here come the insults. I knew it!' He took a step forward, balling his fists. Seifer brought the glass up to his lips and emptied it with one pull. "Don't take me for granted, Seifer! I don't have to waste my Friday night here with you, listening to your insults!" Squall suddenly yelled, his behaviour surprising not only Seifer, but Squall himself too. The brunette blinked his eyes and lowered his gaze. Seifer just put the glass down on the table and stared at the boy, arching his brows in surprise. They were both silent for some time. Squall kept his eyes down on the floor, unable to make himself look up.


"You're right... Sorry. My room is upstairs." Seifer finally said and led them out of the kitchen. Squall followed him up the stairs and kept glancing around, as if waiting for the dog to re-appear. Seifer noticed this and gave the boy an amused smirk. "Don't worry, he's probably downstairs, chewing on some of Laura's expensive shoes." The blonde reassured, and Squall reasoned the woman he mentioned was his stepmother. Seifer's room was located all the way up in the third floor. "Up here it's peaceful. I don't have to listen to my dad's business calls or Laura's nagging." the blonde explained, and pushed the door open. The lighting in the room was dim, the only source of light being a big terrarium in the back of the room. Squall stepped in and let his eyes travel around the spacious room. Seifer turned on the small spotlights up on the ceiling and the room was filled with yellowish light. "Feel free to look around, Squall. I have to find all the books first." Seifer urged and walked over to his desk. The brunette just gave him a nod and stuck his hands into the pockets of the loose jeans he wore. He walked slowly around the room.


One side was all made of windows. Squall walked over to inspect the view. He could see the whole Hilltop Valley, and some of the suburbs where Squall himself lived. The lights coming from the settlement, gthe the night sky a yellowish glow, preventing Squall from seeing any stars. He turned away from the big windows and looked around. On one side of the room stood a big, well-lighted glass cabinet, filled with trophies, medals and diplomas. Squall stood before the cabinet, counting Seifer's achievements.


'I guess this is why he needs my help with the studies... he's a bit too devoted to his sports...' The blonde watched him from the other side of the room, a cocky smirk spreading onto his lips. The smirk was quickly wiped away, when Squall
suddenly noticed the big glass terrarium, and hurried over to see what kind of a creature resided there. Seifer watched the boy kneel down on the floor, his nose almost stuck on the glass. The blonde threw the pile of books onto his large bed, and joined Squall, kneeling beside him.


"That's George. He's a -"


"A Gecko, I know! A Skunk gecko, to be exact." Squall interrupted, sounding enthusiastic. He knocked on the glass with his fingernail, and tried to get the lizard's attention. "You know, it could breed if you'd just give him a partner; they don't mind the captivity." Squall lectured with a slight smile on his face, something Seifer had probably never seen before. The older boy was amused by Squall's sudden behaviour.


"Well, I think George is well past his viril years..." Seifer chuckled and glanced in Squall's direction. The brunette boy let out something resembling a laughter, but quickly became serious. He blinked his eyes, the sound of his laughter strange, even to himself. He noticed Seifer was watching him with a surprised look on his face, this causing the brunette to turn red. Squall stood up and took a few steps back, blinking his eyes nervously. Seifer was slightly dumbfounded, not understanding the sudden change in the younger boy's behaviour. Once again the awkward tension began to fill the room.


Squall eyed Seifer from under his brows, his arms twined around his torso. "D-don't look at me like that!" he suddenly spoke with a shaky voice. Seifer stood up and gave the boy a confused look.


"Like what, Squall?" he asked, not understanding what had went into the brunette. Squall looked uneasy as he kept shifting his weight from one leg to another.


"Like that! You guys are always looking at me like that... and I hate it!"


Seifer neared Squall, but stopped as he noticed the boy was withdrawing. 'What the hell is he talking about?? Does he mean Mike and the others? And I didn't even look at him in any particular way...'


"Don't look at me!" Squall shouted, sounding agitated, something that was uncharacteristic for him. Seifer just arched his brows and lay his gaze down on the floor.


"Okay, okay! I won't look at you, Squall." he said in an effort to make the brunette calm down. Squall just kept glancing at him from under the long strands of hair that hung in front of his eyes. 'Man... what the hell is this guy's problem!? Does this have something to do with us always tormenting him for his looks?' Seifer was confused. He walked over to his bed and sat down. To his surprise Squall joined him soon after. Hesitantly Seifer raised his face and met the brunette's eyes.


"Sorry Seifer. I-I don't know what went into me." Squall mumbled and sat down on the other side of the wide bed.


"I guess you've heard a couple of too many insults about your looks. Sorry, Squall." Seifer turned around on the bed. "But like I told you, I don't think there's anything wrong with the way you look." he added. Squall turned to face the blonde, his suspicion showing from his narrowed eyes. "I really mean it, Squall. I... I actually like the way you look." Seifer's green eyes widened as he realized what he'd just said. Now it was his turn to try and hide the blushing cheeks. "I--I mean... umm, well... Maybe we should just study already?" he stammered and bit his lower lip, as he noticed the slightly
amused look on Squall's face. The brunette just gave him a nod and grabbed the pile of books.




-To be continued-