Running

Running
by CJ May
aka Drakon Sword



Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII (8)

Pairing: Squall x Seifer (also other strange ones! Read to see!)

Warnings: yaoi, lemon, language, and a little angst (?)

Rating: NC-17 to R

Disclaimer: I don’t own FFVIII. I wish I did though!

Feedback: Welcomed with open arms! (Including flames)

E-mail: drakon_sword@yahoo.com

Summary: A wedding/reunion of the FFVIII gang after 8 years when everyone has gone their own way. A wedding brings them all back together. Including Squall, after his disappearing act, had spoken to anyone in a long time. He comes back after discovering more about himself, and his feelings.

Author's Notes: This my first fic ever, so don't expect anything of greatness, but I've been told that it's kinda cute.
Anyway, I am proud of it because it was my first fic that got me tied into the world of writing, but there is no need to feel the same way. Just give it a read and let me know what ya think. :)



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A man in his mid-twenties walked tiredly down the street with his gun-blade at his side. Blood dripped from a few small wounds on his arms, and mid section. Bruises also decorated his body. Not enough to cause much pain but, enough to be recognized. Nothing this man couldn’t deal with as he walked home to clean up, and to tend his wounds.

A few small children, who were playing in their front yard of their house, waved, and called out to him as their mother sat on the front porch rocking in the swing, sewing.

“HEY SQUALL!!!” The two children called, running over to him. He gave a small smile, and dropped to one knee as the jumped on him. He fell to his back with the force of the two children, chuckling.

“Lennox! Latonia! Get off of poor Squall!” Their mother called standing up, putting her sewing down, and approaching them, smiling. Squall just got up, with the feline grace he possessed, and balanced each on one hip. Both children were more than happy, and used to this arrangement.

“It’s all right, Mrs. Yehosha.” Squall said as they hung off of him, smiling, and giggling. The children were twins at the age 8 with strawberry blond hair, and pea-green eyes.

“Ya mom! We’re just saying hi!” Latonia complained, playing with his Griever pendent she liked so much. Latonia liked all jewellery, and shiny items.

“How many monsters did you kill?” Lennox asked excitedly, bouncing on Squall’s hip. Squall held him tighter so he wouldn’t drop him.

“Enough by the looks of it. Come. We’ll clean you up.” Mrs. Yehosha said, or almost commanded. Squall let the children slip down his sides till they were standing on the ground beside him.

“It’s all right. I going to go home, have a quick shower, and a nap. I should be fine.” Squall said, shaking his head.

“Nonsense!” Mrs. Yehosha argued, took his arm, and dragged him to her home. Squall sighed, and followed his neighbour who had seemed to take place as his mother, even though he was 25.

Squall had moved to Winhill years ago; 2 years after the Ultimecia battle. He wanted to be a SeeD but, no one would leave him alone. He was the hero, their leader, their saviour. He hated it, and had to get away. He liked staying low, and being out of the spotlight. Also it seemed everyone had a perfect picture of whom, and what he was supposed to be. Especially since he was the son of the president of Esthar, Laguna Loire.

He stayed there only because of Rinoa, his girlfriend, and all his friends. Then he, and Rinoa broke up which caused things to be quite uncomfortable. Not because she dumped him. He had wanted to break up with for for a while in the last year but, couldn’t hurt her. He just would refuse to go out, or be less enthusiastic about their outings. She had seemed to finally get frustrated, and dumped him.

It was uncomfortable because she seemed to still have feelings for him. She was often mopping, or crying while he was satisfied, and elated that they weren’t together. Squall had sensed that she wanted to get back together, and that was partly the reason he needed to go.

He didknowknow what made him lose his feelings for her. It seemed to be the real thing, but then again maybe it was because she cared. A lot of people gave up on him. She didn’t. Then again, neither did Quistis. Maybe it was because it was a challenge. She was his rival’s, Seifer Almasy, ex-girlfriend.

Whatever it was, it ended, and then he left. He was 19, tired of the pressure of being the hero, leader, and the pressure of trying to convince him to be the Headmaster, since Cid retired. With that he left, and moved to Winhill, saying he would keep in touch, and visit.

He hated to leave because he really did love being a SeeD. It made him feel whole. It made him feel normal. Staying just wasn’t option. He left, and heard the Winhill were looking for some soldiers to control and destroy the monsters around the town. The soldiers who were there had left to go earn their SeeD diplomas. Squall then went there to see if he would be sufficient.

They were overwhelmed that the world hero would want to live in their little town. Squall explained he wanted a break from the fame, and he still needed to work. Since destroying monsters seemed to be his calling, and it was a small, quiet town, it was perfect.

They agreed to keep his presence quiet, gave him a small cottage at the far end of town that the other soldiers used to live in. Also giving him all the necessities, as long as he kept the town free, and safe fronstensters. Squall agreed without question, or complaint.

He was accepted into the circle of the town very quickly. They kept their promise of keeping his presence a secret. No one, including all his friends, had no idea of where he lived. The only way they could get in touch with him was through his computer, using e-mail. He hadn’t heard from his friends for at least 2 years.

Squall wasn’t really hurt. Everyone was busy. Everyone was moving around, and finding new mates. It had been more than 6 years since the last time they were all at the garden together. That is, other than Seifer.

Seifer. Squall had heard that Seifer had returned, apologizing, a few months after Squall had left. Seifer at the time was staying with Matron and Cid, and helping them out with their hotel. A small getaway for people, and Squall had heard though the grapevine that it was very successful.

Squall had felt excitement, and relief that his rival was indeed alive, and well. Squall was also pleased that Seifer came back to his senses. Why? He wasn’t sure, but he never really dwelled on it. He would probably never see the man again, anyway. However, he did want to.

“Dear, dear, dear. Squall. What happened?” Mrs. Yehosha asked as he took off his black leather jacket with hestrustruction. The children were sitting at the table of either side watching as he put his gun-blade on the table. Both eyes gleaming as they looked at the silver, sharp blade. The blade reflected the rays of sunlight that shone through the window.

“I was just battling a small wave of monsters that were near the village.” Squall explained as she washed his wounds with soap, and water. It tinged a little since the water was cold.

“A small?” She asked, incredulously. Squall just said nothing as she continued to clean. The children were quiet as they watched his gunblade with fascination. “Don’t you dare touch that gunblade, Lennox!” She scolded as her back faced her children. Lennox stopped short, and pulled his hand away from the blade.

“Awwwww!” Lennox whined. Latonia giggled. Squall was impressed. Mrs. Yehosha always had a talent with catching her children when her back is turned. She seemed to have eyes in the back of her head!

He had met them when he moved in. The twins were only around 2 at the time, but were just as infatuated with him as they are now. Mrs. Yehosha seemed suspicious of him, and only treated withwith common courtesy in the beginning, till he saved her children.

Lennox, and Latonia were playing with a ball in the front yard till Lennox threw it too far that it rolled out into the street. Latonia ran after it but, a monster sat in the middle of the road. She froze in fear, and stared fearfully at the creature. Lennox fearing for his sister ran to her.

Mrs. Yehosha had gone in to remove the chocolate chip cookies from the oven, and returned to find her daughter cowering behind her son, who was standing with his arms spread staring at the creature defiantly.

She went to scream for help, and run to her children, when Squall jumped in. The creature went to attack, but Squall jumped over them. Squall let it slash his back. He quickly yet painfully, pushed the children back into the yard.

Lennox, who still had his wits, took his younger sister farther into the yard. Their mother quickly embraced them, watching as Squall went into battle. Destroying the creature with ease, but the slash across his back was aflame, and gushing blood. Blood loss caused him to pass out in the middle of the street.

Mrs. Yehosha had Lennox run to get his father. Her husband was the local welder and mechanic. He carried Squall home where she cleaned him up, and stitched him. She was the doctor for the town. It was then that she took him under her wing. She took him like another son, though he was 20 at the time. Lennox, and Latonia were more than happy to have another sibling.

“I don’t think a shower would have cut it, Squall.” Mrs. Yehosha scolded as he removed his shirt, revealing many bruises, and slashes. There wasn’t much blood, just lots of painful marks. The blood had already clotted.

“I’ve had worse.” Squall said, shrugging as she began to wash the wounds on his chest, and arms with water. Normally he would have used a Cure, Regan, or another low-class healing magic but, since he had lifted the garden, he also had to leave his Guardian Forces. He really missed them in battles.

“Ya mom! He’s a hero! He fought the sorceresses!” Latonia said, her eyes gleaming as she looked at Squall. Both children were fascinated with him since they heard what he had done, and especially after he saved them.

Squall grimaced, and sighed at the words ‘hero’ ‘so ‘sorceresses.’ Two words he loathed, and despised. Trying his best to stay away, and stop thinking about them. Everyone had pretty much forgotten about him since he went missing. Causing him not to be as famous as he was before, thankfully.

As for sorceresses, the sorceress he had became a knight for a few years had suddenly mailed him an invitation. It was also signed by one of his best friends.

“Are you all right?” Mrs. Yehosha asked, since hemacemaced. Squall sighed and nodded, not really feeling the stinging sensation as she put on peroxide on the open wounds.
“Squall? Can girls be SeeD’s?” Latonia asked. She, and Lennox were in an argument that Squall shut out. He loved them like they were his family, but the childish babbling was a little overwhelming at times. They never minded. Everyone in town got used to his personality, and understood that he wanted to get away. Though Squall had become more out going over time, he still had a dislike for the spotlight; unlike his father.

“Yes.” Squall answered as gauze was wrapped around his few cuts on his arms. They would be gone by tomorrow, or the next day.

“HA! Girls can be SeeD’s! Maybe even better!” Latonia said, leaning over the table, sticking out her tongue.

“EW! You’re joking! Aren’t you Squall? Girls can really be SeeD’s?” Lennox asked as scowled at his sister. Mrs. Yehosha seemed to be curious because she didn’t stop the argument like she usually would.

“No, I’m not. My instructor in my last year was a girl . . . a woman who was a year older then I. She helped me with the sorceress, and is now the Headmaster.” Squall explained, remembering Quistis.
ThatThat sucks! Women are weak, and gross!” Lennox said in displeasure. He curled his face with disgust. Squall smirked.

“Are not! Guys are gross, and stupid!” Latonia said, angrily glaring at her brother. Squall arched one of his eyebrows. He was a guy . . .

“Enough! I don’t think Squall needs to hear this! Your father will be home soon. Make sure your rooms, faces, and hands are clean.” Mrs. Yehosha said, shoving her children upstairs. Squall got up, and put on his shirt. “Sorry about that.” She apologised.

“DON’T DO THAT LENNOX!!” They heard Latonia screech. They then heard Lennox’s laughter.

“HEY!! DON’T! THAT’S MY CHOCOBO!!” Lennox screamed as feet stomped across the ceiling. Squall looked up the stairs as Mrs. Yehosha sighed.

“There they go again. Ever since Latonia lost her stuffed Chocobo she has been taking Lennox’s.” She sighed, and shook her head. Squall smiled, and placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Can’t live with them. Can’t live without them.” Squall offered, as she laughed. She nodded.

“Yep.” She said, as it was suddenly quiet. Very quiet. Too quiet. “Lennox! Latonia! I’ll be up there in 10 minutes! If those rooms, and faces aren’t clean there will be trouble!” Mrs. Yehosha called up the stairs.

“WE ARE MOM!!” The pair yelled from upstairs. She sighed, and shook her head. “So . . . Squall I’ve heard that you are leaving tomorrow. Is that why you’re destroying monsters farther out?” she asked as she turned to face him.

“Yes. A good friend of mine, Zell Dincht is marrying my ex-girlfriend, Rinoa Heartilly.” Squall explained as he ran a hand through his hair. The e-mailed invitation was all the contact he had received in at least 2 years.

“Oh! Do you still have feelings for her . . . ?” Mrs. Yehosha started to ask, concern written all over her face. Squall shook his head in response.

“No. It was a mutual breakup, I suppose. Besides, I’m more surprised, and confused then sad, or angry.” Squall said. He spoke more to himself, then Mrs. Yehosha.

“I guess it will be something like a reunion. You’ll hopefully get to see all your friends.” She offered as Squall walked out.

“Maybe. Thanks Mrs. Yehosha.” Squall said as he gave a small wave. She nodded, and smiled, her green eyes filled with warmth.

“It was nothing, Squall. You are always welcome in my home.” Mrs. Yehosha said as she fixed her light brown hair into a loose ponytail.

“Bye Latonia! Lennox!” Squall called up the stairs. He could hear the stomping, and pitter-patter of feet till they were both on the top stair looking down.

“Bye Squall!” They chorused as they ran down, and each grabbed one of his legs. He laughed, and then bent down to face them.

“I’m leaving tomorrow to go to a friend’s wedding.” Squall started to say as he held onto their shoulders.

“Oh! A wedding!” Latonia said as she bounced up, and down. Lennox just gaged on his finger. Squall smirked at the two. He felt somewhere in between.

“I’m going to be away for a few days. I’m not sure how long but, shouldn’t be longer than a week. I want the two of you to be careful, and be on the lookout for each other till I get back. Stay in the yard, and listen to your mother. All right?” Squall asked as he gave each a serious look.

“Yes, Squall!” They agreed with a mock salute. Squall was satisfied, and stood up. He smiled, and also saluted. He then looked at their mother who stood at the side with a smile.

“I’ve already told the other children, and the mayor. I did destroy most of the monsters in the area but, it doesn’t mean some won’t be around.” Squall explained.

“All right. I watch out as well. I don’t think the world will end if you leave for a few days.” Mrs. Yehosha said, dryly. Squall quirked a chocolate brow.

“ . . . whatever.” Squall said. Whenever he used his favourite word, everyone in town either glared, laughed, or groaned when he used that word. Groaning was his response, this time.

“Go! GO! Have fun! Let us know when you get back!” Mrs. Yehosha laughed as she pushed him out the door.

“All right! All right! Take care! Remember kids! Taking orders the most important part of being a SeeD! Bye!!!” Squall called as he waved. He then slowly walked his little cottage.

He unlocked the front door to his small, cosy cottage. It has two floors. Upstairs has two rooms, and a bathroom. Downstairs is a small living room with a fireplace, a small kitchen with a dining room, and a back porch. Squall liked it. It fits him comfortably. It would actually fit a couple, comfortably.

It was furnished when he came. It had a navy blue couch, a matching overstuffed armchair, and a small coffee table in the living room. The kitchen had a small, round table, and two chairs, and the drawers and cupboards were filled with dishes, plates, and silverware. Upstairs had one room with a double bed, dresser, lamp, and bedside table. The other had a desk, bookshelves, and a couple of chairs. Enough for Squall.

The back porch had a swing that over looked a small lake. He often went out for a morning swim. Trees surrounded the area to make very secluded, and private. Actually you couldn’t get any more private, since he lived at the far end of town. The town wasn’t visited much, and where he lived no one, or at least every couple of thousands of years someone might pass.

Squall liked it, and enjoyed the idea of never leaving. His mother lived here once, which was also another reason the town was proud of him. Funny. He was employed to the job his father had before him. His father went up, where as Squall willingly went down.

“Shower, then bed.” Squall muttered to himself as he dragged himself up the stairs. He put his gunblade away and, took off his boots, socks, and shirt. His muscles were aching, and groaning. He didn’t want to take off the neat dressings off his wounds but, he did need a shower.

He then flopped face first into the bed. His face in the white pillow, and his arms, and legs stretched out over the bed.

“Fuck it! Sleep . . .” Squall muttered into the pillow, causing it to be muffled. He didn’t care as he closed his eyes, and fell asleep.


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Squall sighed as he straightened his duffel bag on his shoulder. He then started to leave the noisy train station that entered Deling City. This was where Rinoa, and Zell were lived. It said to go to her father’s mansion. He did considered calling them first, but it was last minute that he decided to attend. Besides, surprising his friends would be fun. Hopefully they wouldn’t mind.

He wore his black jeans, white tank top, and a black jean jacket. His hair was the same as before, well actually he was the same, except for his new scars, one of which was a least a foot across his back. Then of course his personality had also changed. Lennox, and Latonia changed him. They helped him ease up, and have fun. He still had the cool, calculating attitude but, only during battles, mentally or physically.

His left his gun-blade at home because he wasn’t a SeeD anymore, so he wasn’t aloud to drag weapons around anymore. Strangely, no one recognized him. He was a normal young man travelling, instead of being the world hero.

He liked that. Being normal though he didn’t notice all the woman and men, young and old, checking out his well-defined 5'8'’ frame. He put on his sunglasses that were on the top of his head as he entered the town. It helped with the blinding sunlight.

He walked up the steps of the mansion, and knocked at the door. He felt a wave of nervousness, considering he didn’t tell anyone, and hadn’t seen or heard anything from anyone in 2 years. Squall took a deep breath before the door was opened.

Out stepped Rinoa, who was dressed in beige capris, and an aqua blue sleeveless shirt. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and was obviously longer with beige sandals. She looked good, and shocked.

“Squall?” Rinoa gasped, blinking. Squall arched his eyebrow at her reaction. Did they think he wasn’t going to come? Or better yet, did they think he was dead?

“Hey Rinoa! Babe! Who is it?” Squall then heard a male call from behind her. Zell then appeared beside her dressed in jeans, and a red dress shirt. His blond hair was still spiked, and his eyes still sky blue. He looked at Squall with curiosity, and shock, again. “Squall?” Zell asked, stepping in front of Rinoa, staring at him.

“If anyone says my name again, I swear you’ll wear it out. Frankly, I’d like to keep it.” Squall dead-panned, shifting his weight to one hip, and placing a hand on it.

“SQUALL!!!” Zell yelled and jumped him. Squall wasn’t expecting this so landed on his back with his sunglasses, and duffel bag thrown over the steps. Zell was straddling his hips as Squall cursed.

Of coarse, Zell’s voice carried throughout the mansion causing the other occupants to come running to the front door where Zell was straddling a man’s hips.

“What the fuck. . . . Squall?!” Quistis asked as she came out beside Rinoa who was still shocked. Quistis adopted her face quickly.

“Looks like I’ll have to get a new name.” Squall muttered laying his head back down as the other filed out. Selphie, Irvine, Xu, and . . . no! It couldn’t be! Seifer Almasy!

“How you been, man?! Christ! We thought you were dead or something!” Zell said, standing up, and offering a hand. Squall took it, and brushed himself off.

“. . . whatever.” Squall muttered, picking up his sunglasses, and duffel bag. He put the sunglasses on the top of his head, and looked at the group of shocked, surprised, and/or amused faces before him.

“Is that really you, Squall? It has been so long!” Rinoa asked approaching him. Squall looked at her, and nodded kindly.

“Sorry I’m late. I had some business to finish before I came. It was a last minute decision.” Squall explained shifting his weight on the cramped step.

“Hey! It’s great to see you, and that you came!” Rinoa said, and then without hesitation she embraced him. Squall was surprised but, returned the friendly hug.

“I think it would be best if we all made our way into the living room, don’t you think Rinoa?” Seifer said, arching an eyebrow at Squall with amusement. Squall just gave a short glare before turning back to Rinoa who pulled away, and spoke.

“I agree! Squall you must tell us everything!” Rinoa insisted taking his hand as well as Zell’s, and dragging them in, as the rest followed. Everyone sawn iwn in the large living room. Rinoa deposited Squall in a navy, lazy-boy chair, and Squall promptly flopped into it. He placed his duffel bag beside him.

“So-o . . . Squall what’ve you been doing the past 6 years?” Irvine asked, as everyone continued to look at him curiously, and expectantly. All expect Seifer who seemed bored. Or maybe it was amusement. Detachment?

“Hiding from the big, scary world.” Squall said, dryly. Seifer scoffed which caused Squall to look sharply at him.

“No shit sherlock!” Seifer said, sarcastically. Squall just leaned back in his chair, and looked at Seifer with his cool, calculating attitude. The battle of wits commenced.

“Squall? Why didn’t you call or let usw yow you were coming? Or any other time, actually.” Quistis drawled as she looked at him with slight displeasure.

“Busy. I wouldn’t have gotten your e-mail if it wasn’t for the fact Latonia decided to turn on my computer.” Squall said, shrugging. He was busy, socializing. Not to mention after an empty mailbox for two years, you stop looking.

“Latonia? Hey man if you have a girlfriend you should have brought her!” Zell said, as everyone blinked a few times after he said the girl’s name. Squall could almost swear he saw jealously cross Seifer’s face.

Squall looked at them all as they stared at him curious, and eager to hear about this girl. Squall couldn’t help it. He broke into hysteric laughter almost rolling on the floor.

“Girlfriend?! HA! She is nowhere near old enough to cook let alone date!” Squall choked out after his fit of laughter. Everyone was looking at him strangely, like he was an alien from another planet.

“Okay! What did you do with our Squall, and how can we get him back?” Selphie asked, blinking, as Irvine, who had his arm around her, gaped at him.

“Are you feeling okay, man?” Irvine asked, who leaned over from his seat grinning, and placing the inside of his wrist on Squall’s forehead to check for a temperature in mockery.

“Nice Kinneas. I hardly think you qualified to be a doctor, even if you know the female anatomy inside, and out.” Squall said, dryly. Some chuckles were heard around the room.

“Hilarious Leonhart. Hilarious.” Irvine muttered as he sat back down beside Selphie, who was giggling and rubbed his back affectionately.

“Really Squall! What have you been doing all this time? It has been 6 years, and you have finally made an appearance. We thought you died.” Zell asked, still as exuberant as ever. However, relief washed over his features.

“I don’t think I should say because then I won’t have any peace anymore.” Squall muttered wryly, as he leaned back, and crossed his arms.

“Like it makes a difference Leonhart. You’ve made your appearance. If we wanted to find you, we would! Between Quistis, and Xu, we find you if we wanted to!” Seifer said, sarcasm was etched into each word. Squall inwardly cringed at the tone. Seifer knew exactly how to make him feel unwanted. Maybe this was all a bad idea. . . .

Zell saw this, and instantly saw that Squall was having second thoughts. He wasn’t stupid, and he understood Squall quite well. If Squall didn’t feel welcome, or he felt unwanted, he would leave without warning. He also couldn’t really figure out why Seifer was acting this way. Especially after Seifer told him. Seifer seemed to be slipping back into his old facade when they were little as soon as Squall arrived.

“Seifer . . . !” Zell sighed, unhappily glancing at the tall blond man who glared in response. They glared at each other for a few moments. Something passed between them. Seifer then turned away, shifting his position on the frame on the living room entrance as Xu, who sat beside Quistis, spoke up.

“True! I would find you before you have a chance to cuddle back in at home . . . wherever that may be. . . .” Xu deliberately drawled out, waiting for Squall to fill in the blank.

“So you all think I’ve lost my touch, eh?” Squall asked, drolly, with narrowed eyes as he surveyed the group.

“One would tend to think so considering you are unarmed.” Seifer said, giving a quick glance around Squall to point out that Squall had indeed left his gun-blade behind.

“I can’t carry it around anymore. Only SeeD’s can. And if everyone remembers correctly, I’m not a SeeD. I just a normal, 25-year-old single man. Nothing special.” Squall shrugged.

“Oh Squall!” Selphie sighed as she looked at him from beside Irvine. Squall looked at the ever social butterfly, and friend, cocking his head in question. “Where have you been, and what have you been doing? Laguna has been concerned about you. He has called Quistis, and Xu, Irvine, and me . . . ” she scolded, though obvious relief was apparent on her features.

“Squall! You just left, and the only way we could communicate with you was through e-mail! Where have you been for the past 6 years?” Quistis asked exasperated. She obviously saw the reluctance in Squall’s eyes.

“Up the river with no paddle . . .” Seifer murmured, which Squall heard but, ignored. Zell again shot Seifer a questioning look.

“Winhill actually. The two soldiers left to finish becoming a SeeD. I took their place, and been there since.” Squall said, evenly. Trying to weight if what he did was to his advantage, or was a complete mistake. Though of course if any did come to visit, unexpectantly, the town would hide him, and deny him being there. For all they knew he was lying.

“How, exactly, do we know, you aren’t lying?” Quistis asked, with narrowed eyes, and arched eyebrows. She seemed to read his mind.

“You don’t.” Squall stated, staring back at her evenly. Rinoa then stood up, and touched Squall’s shoulder.

“You are staying for the wedding, aren’t you Squall?” Rinoa asked, almost pleadingly. Squall gave her a small warm smile.

“Of course. I’m a little confused, and surprised with everything but, I have been out of the loop for quite a while . . .” Squall dragged out, letting everyone know that he wanted to hear everything. Squall was curious to what he missed over the years. It seemed like a lot! I mean, who saw Zell marrying Rinoa?

“Hey! We’ll fill you in!” Selphie scoffed, waving her hand in dismissal at that. Selphie was the social butterfly, and knew all the gossip. She was the one to ask because she made it her business to know.

“Come on then! I’ll show you to your room.” Rinoa said, gesturing with a hand for Squall to follow. Squall stood up, threw his bag over his shoulder, and followed. “I’m so glad you decide to come, Squall. We were . . . were afraid that something had happened. No one knew where you were so we thought . . . Oh! That doesn’t matter you are here now, and that’s all that matters!” Rinoa said, gleefully, smiling as she lead him up the stairs.

“I suppose. I apologize for not calling first. It was a last minute decision --” Squall started to apologize for the intrusion, and surprise.

“Oh! Never mind that! This place is huge! We have more than enough room for you! Besides I was hoping you would come. . . . we all miss you, Squall.” She sighed as she looked at him mournfully. Squall instantly began to feel guilty as he looked into the familiar, warm, coffee brown eyes. They were friendly eyes. They did nothing for him yet after Rinoa, but no woman really did.

“I . . .I missed all you guys too.” Squall murmured titling his head down, ashamed, and blushing a little. He wished that he didn’t cut to ties so quickly.

“Come! You can sleep in the room beside Seifer!” she said, grabbing his wrist, and propelling him down the hallway.

“Wh-what?!” Squall sputtered as she threw open a door, and they walked in. It was a nice rich coloured room. Dark navy blue sheets met his eyes as he looked at the queen-sized bed. A pine dresser, desk, and bedside table also decorated the room. The carpet was grey, as were the walls.

“This will be your room. Seifer is just to your left. There is a connecting door here. He will have to use your washroom” Rinoa said walking to the door on the left. She flicked on the light as Squall followed, revealing a forest green, decorated bathroom.

“Seifer?” Squall asked, not really liking the idea of sharing with his childhood rival. Rinoa didn’t really notice the dread in his voice, nodded. She then walked back to the door.

“Yep. Quistis, and Xu are in the next room to your right, and then Selphie, and Irvine. You two are the only one that are single.” Rinoa einedined. Squall again was surprised by this. Where the hell was he all this time?

“Christ! I’ve been in a time wrap . . . !” Squall muttered to himself. Rinoa chuckled as she started to leave.

“You just get settled in. We are having lunch in a half an hour or so. Come down when your ready” Rinoa said, smiling, and shutting the door.

“All right! Thanks!” Squall called. He heard the muffled reply through the door.

Squall sighed, and dropped his bag on the bed after Rinoa left. So many things had happened in the past 6 years. Much he wasn’t aware of. The foremost was Zell marrying Rinoa; completely shocking. Who saw that coming?

With a shrug Squall went to the washroom to wash his face, and clean up. He wanted to hurry back downstairs to find out what he missed. new new he missed a lot, and was pretty much out of it. Winhill was a quiet, and for the most part, untouched. It was nothing like Esthar. They were like pioneers at Winhill, and he liked it that way. It had a certain charm.

Squall walked downstairs after cleaning up, and removing his coat. He still wore his sunglasses on his head mostly because he had forgotten that they were there but, they, undoubtably, added the outfit.

He walked down the hall, noticing that no one was in the living room. Continuing down he came to, what seemed to be, the kitchen. He could hear voices so he silently sneaked up after his hearing his name. Yes. It was eavesdropping but, hey! They were gossiping on him.

“Squall has changed. He was more. . . . open?” Selphie said sitting on the counter munching on a carrot stick with dip.

“I know! He actually laughed!” Zell said from around Rinoa, who was sitting pleasantly in his lap, nodding.

“I think someone call the world guineese. Squall Leonhart laughed.” Seifer said dryly, eating a sandwich.

“Oh don’t be so mean! Squall has changed in the last 6 years! We haven’t seen him but, he is more open, and out going.” Rinoa said, flapping a hand at Seifer to quieten him. He just arched an eyebrow, and took a bite of a sandwich.

“He seems to have loosened up. He isn’t such a tight ass anymore.” Xu said shrugging as she popped a purple grape in her mouth.

“I suppose Lennox, and Latonia would have something to do with that.” Squall said, quietly leaning against the doorframe. A small smile on his lips as he looked at the gossiping group.

“Squall?! Uh . . . are you hungry?” Rinoa said, jumping off Zell’s lap in surprise, and covering it up. Her embarrassment for gossiping was obvious as she blushed.

“How long have you been standing there?” Seifer asked, looking unpulsed. Squall just gave him a small smirk of his own, and walked to the table where Zell, Quistis, and Xu were sitting.

“Long enough. . . .” Squall murmured, taking an apple, and tossing it in the air. The apple landed on his shoulder, and rolled down his arm. When it came to the back of his hand, he flipped it up again at then caught it. Without another thought he bit into it.

“O-okay. . . . that was interesting . . .” Selphie murmured with awe as the others did. Squall chewed, and blinked not understanding.

“The apple trick. What was that?”Irvine asked, coming beside Selphie. Squall blinked again as he chewed, and then clicked as he discovered what they were talking about.

“Oh that?! Just a trick that Kelso taught me.” Squall shrugged, taking another bite as they all looked at him curiously. He was full of surprises.

“Okay man! You are going to have to explain.” Irvine said, leaning against the counter beside Selphie.

“Ya! I mean, Lennox, Latonia, and now Kelso? You have a lot of talking to do!” Zell said as he waved a finger as he approached Squall. Zell placed an arm around his shoulders.

“Nothing much to explain.” Squall shrugged taking another bite of his apple. Seifer took a gulp of his pop, and gave Squall a look.

“I think there is Squall. You are a complete opposite of what you were at the garden, and you just a weird trick. Something has to be said!” Seifer scoffed.

“You’re a complete opposite too, after removing the shell . . .” Zell murmured, receiving yet another glare from Seifer.

“So. . . . ? Who is this Kelso? Who’s Lennox, and Latonia?” Quistis asked, curious as were the others.

“Kelso is an acrobat who ran to Winhill for a vacation. He taught me to do the apple trick. It has just become a reflex now, I guess. I would practise all the time just to prove I could do it. I guess I always do it now.” Squall shrugged, pulling out of Zell’s grip, and flopping in an unoccupied chair.

Squall didn’t tell them it all. Didn’t tell them that he was drunk, and it was a dare. Kelso said that if he didn’t learn to do it in three days that Squall would have to shave his head. Being drunk, or at least half there, he agreed to the attractive long blond haired, green-eyed man. Thus for three days after learning of his stupidity, he bruised many apples till he finally got it right. Squall did not, no matter how annoying they were, want to lose his bangs of unruly hair.

He also didn’t mention that it was then he discovered that he was gay. He met Kelso again to show him of his triumph, and Kelso kissed him as a reward. Squall was surprised yet, turned on, and the two had a short fling. It lasted 3 weeks. For Kelso had to return to his circus that he worked at in Trabia, and undoubtably, his crush. Squall wasn’t hurt because it was more like a deep friendship then a loving one. They both had cold, lonely beds, and Squall was experimenting, and discovering this new found sexual interest. Nothing more asked.

“Interesting. . . . so who’s this Lennox, and Latonia?” Xu asked, nodding. Squall put his feet up on another chair, and finishing his apple.

“Lennox, and Latonia are my neighbours. They are twin 8 year old holy terrors but, are the ones that opened me up, and befriended me without question. I’m their hero, and they are mine. Mrs. Yehosha, their mother was also the one that pushed me to come. Also their father is the one that has fixed Lionheart on more than one occasion, as Mrs. Yehosha has me.” Squall said tossing the apple core in the garbage.

“It seems you live a full, and happy life there.” Rinoa said, cheerfully. She seemed surprised but, relieved with Squall’s changes. She always wanted to release him, and make him this way. Winhill seemed to be good to him, and for him.

“I suppose.” Squall said, shrugging. Then deciding to change the subject from him, he turned to Quistis. “How’s the garden?”

“Balamb? Good. Xu, is the vice-headmaster, and I’m still the headmaster. Everything has been fine.” Quistis said, chewing a grape.

“I miss it. Are you guys still staying there?” Squall asked, looking around at the others. They gave him a look. “What? I’ve been out of it for . . . oh. I don’t know . . . 6 years?!” Squall whined with a look of plea.

“Irvine, and I went to Trabia to help rebuild the garden. Now that it is going again, we are staying there.” Selphie explained as Irvine nodded, Standing between her legs while she wrapped her arms around his neck, sitting on the counter.

“Rinoa has been here since you left and I came a few years later. Seifer never really returned to the garden. He has an apartment in Timber.” Zell said putting his arm around Seifer’s shoulders. Squall arched a brow at this. Since when were Zell, and Seifer close? They couldn’t stand each other at the garden. He felt a small pang of jealously.

“Xu, and I are at Balamb, obviously, staying in the headmaster’s corders.” Quistis said, winking at Squall, teasing. He just sighed, and shook his head.

“How are Fujin, and Raijin?” Squall asked, looking at Seifer. They were his posse. Seifer just let a small smirk come to his lips.

“Raijin, and Athena are also in Timber, married. She was the Librarian at Balamb if you remember? The one that Zell here, dated for a good 4 months.” Seifer said, as Zell rolled his eyes, and sighed as Seifer patted his shoulder. Squall went to ask something more but, Seifer continued. “Fujin is engaged to Nida, the guy you, Zell, and Selphie graduated with. She is also in Timber. They’ll be coming on the day of the wedding. They were only able to get 2 days off. The wedding, and the day after.” Seifer explained.

“Okay. Let me get this right. Selphie, you, and Irvine went to Trabia to help rebuild the garden. After Irvine became a SeeD?” Squall asked, as Irvine nodded causing his chin length hair to brush his jaw as Selphie gave him a quick kiss as proof. “You, and Xu are also dating and controlling the garden?” Squall asked Quistis who nodded as Xu placed an arm around Quistis.

“Actually Squall, Xu and I are married. We had a short ceremony 2 years ago.” Quistis said smiling. Squall faltered but, then continued.

“Quistis, and Xu are married.” Squall corrected. Seifer was watching him with amusement as Squall continued his short overview of the group. “Rinoa, and Zell are getting married. Raijin is married to the Library chick. Fujin is engaged to Nida. Last, but not least, Seifer? Single?” Squall asked, taking a deep breath.

“For now.” Seifer said, evenly finishing his sandwich. Squall for some reason felt relieved. “How about you, Squall? Dating? Or are you still ice prince? Frigid, and a virgin?” Seifer asked, this causing a smack on the back of his head. Zell placed his hands on his hips, and glared.

“Grow up Almasy!” Zell growled. Seifer rubbed his head, and glared. Rinoa sighed, and stood between them.

“Stop it! Even as good friends you still can’t get along for long!” Rinoa muttered, as the two glared at each other. Squall’s eyebrows flew up. Good friends? “He “Hey! I was just asking! He summed up our relationships! I thought he could return the favour!” Seifer shrugged.

“Single. My last lover, and I broke up over 8 months ago.” Squall said, speaking of Kelso. He wasn’t going to say he was gay. Not yet, anyway.

“Cool! Maybe you’ll meet someone special here!” Quistis said, wrapping her arm around Squall’s shoulders, smiling.

“Not likely. This is Deling. It’s just one night stands.” Irvine murmured. Almost fondly remembering his past one night stands.

“Hey! Maybe even that would be good!” Quistis said, chuckling. Squall grunted, and smiled.

“Been there, done that.” Squall said, grinning as they all looked at him with shocked looks. No one saw Squall as the bar hopper. “Hey! I’m not a slut but, I’m not frigid either!” Squall said, throwing his hands up in surrender.

“This is getting interesting. . . .” Xu murmured leaning in as the conversation continued, popping another purple grape in her mouth.


~*@*~


Squall laid down in his bed around 1 o’clock in the morning. They had talked thght ght away. He had heard, and learned pretty much everything he had missed over the 6 years. It’s amazing what you miss when you live on the other side of the world.

After he had left, Rinoa went back to see her father, and repair their relationship. Zell waere ere with her every step of the way. Helping her get over Squall, and fix her relationship with her father. The two got closer, and closer till they started dating. Then now they are getting married. He had matured, but was still full of energy. Rinoa was still forever optimistic. They complimented each other well.

Before she left, Seifer came, apologized, and was accepted back into the gang. He stayed with Cid, and Matron helping them with their hotel. He finished becoming a SeeD with Irvine, who both received help from everyone. He then moved to Timber, but Zell, and he became good friends, and stayed in touch. He was a bodyguard for the president at Timber. He was hoping to make up for his mistakes, and prove himself.

Selphie went to help rebuild her beloved Trabia garden with Irvine after he finished becoming a SeeD with Seifer. He and Seifer did really well from what Selphie said. Irvine just blushed, and Seifer smirked triumphantly.

Sometime after he left, Quistis and Xu started a relationship. There had been close before, and even more so since Xu was vice-headmaster. After a few years of dating the two eloped. No one knew about the wedding till after. Xu, and Quistis just had a small ceremony on one of their Sundays off. It was after everyone sort of stopped e-mailing Squall, so he never found out.

He also asked about his father Laguna and Ellone. Quistis said he was still the president, and it was said, Ellone was dating Zone. Quistis then said if he wanted to here more he could call them or wait for them to come on the day of the wedding.

Then there was himself; which he had stayed as vague as possible. He just said he was single, and his last lover, who was really just a 3-week-night-stand, was 8 months ago. Though, he didn’t feel lonely. Yes, now he didn’t like lying in a cold, empty bed but, in his heart he had his friends, Lennox, Latonia, and Mrs. Yehosha. He wasn’t really alone.

With a tired yawn, he rolled over, and curled up in the warm, blankets. Closing his eyes, he fell asleep with his last fleeting thought of a tall, blond haired man, with aquamarine eyes.


~*@*~


Squall sat on a tall stool in front of the dressing room at the tuxedo shop. Zell, Irvine, and Seifer were getting their last fittings for their tuxes. Squall sat back leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He was dressed in blue jeans, a black tank top, and his sunglasses. He tapped his foot, impatiently.

They had spent the entire day doing the some last checkups. The wedding was four days away. The bachelor, and bachelorette parties were three days away. Today was the last check on the fittings. Tomorrow was the rehearsal, and the next day was the last check on the food, and flowers. Next day, were the parties. After the fittings they were going out to dinner at the restaurant at the corner. Frankly Squall was hungry.

“Well-l . . . are you guys going to come out or not?” Squall asked, aiming it at three of the change room doors across from him. The three the guys were occupying. The girls were across the street trying in their dresses for their last fitting.

“Ya, ya, ya! I’m coming.” Irvine muttered as he walked out. Squall smirked at Irvine, who was in a black tux with a red dress shirt, and a black bow tie. It looked, surprisingly, good on him. The red brought out the natural red highlights in his hair.

“Nice.” Squall said, nodding. Irvine just straighten but, blushed a little as he fussed with the buttons, and tie. Squall smirked as Zell came out.

“I wish I could wear a hat though.” Irvine muttered, running a hand through his hair. Squall just smirked. He had heard Selphie bitch at him, saying it was rude to wear a hat in church. They were such a pair.

“What’d ya think, Squall?” Zell asked, turning around with his arms stretched out. Squall then looked him over as well. Zell was in a whit tux with a black dress shirt, and a white bow tie. It was a reversed traditional tux, and just as sexy.

“I like the reversal thing.” Squall said, pointing at the suit. Zell straightened it, and nodded, grinning in satisfaction.

“I agree. Rinoa, Seifer, and I thought white tuxes would be nice.” Zell said, agreeing. Irvine smiled, and nodded in agreement.

“Ya! White tuxes for the groom, and best man.” Irvine said, crossing his arms. Squall had found out last night that since Seifer, and Zell were good friends, Seifer was chosen as best man, and Selphie was the bridesmaid. He was still in shock.

“Well Leonhart? What do ya think? You’re the judge.” Seifer said also coming out. He wore a white tux with a white tie like Zell but, he was wearing a jade dress shirt. He looked so. . . . sexy.

Squall was a loss for words. His mind was on overload. He found men attractive, and intriguing after he stopped denying he was gay but, this was the first time he actually found himself aroused with just looking at a man. Seifer looked like a sex dream come true!

Now this was a surprise on its own, but the other was that this was his rival. They despised each other but, here he was, turned on by him. Yes, he never hated Seifer, per-say but, he never lusted after him either. Though of course at the time he wasn’t gay.

“I really like that Seifer, man. Looks good.” Zell smiled as he adjusted Seifer’s tie. Though Seifer continued to look at Squall, who was still staring. Squall sunglasses slide down his nose, as he continued to gap at Seifer.

“Shut your mouth, Leonhart. It’s becoming. I take it the suit looks good on me.” Seifer said, smirking but, something flashed through his eyes.

“Enough Seifer.” Zell whispered in Seifer’s ear so only he heard. Squall snapped his mouth shut, adjusted his sunglasses back, and glared.

“Glad to see you still have your ego intact.” Squall hissed as a blush came to his cheeks as he crossed his legs, getting control of himself.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! My, those suits looked positively . . . masculine on you all! Any problems?” A short man asked as he came fluttering in. He was the tailor with short black hair, and a black moustache. He to bto be gay. He acted it. Squall may be gay, but he didn’t act like it. He was the same as any guy, but he slept with men.

“No. I think they fit perfectly.” Seifer said, checking his sleeves. Squall looked away from Seifer, and kept his sight on anything but, Seifer. Though, he would sneak short glimpses from the corner of his eye.

“Good. Good. How about you two?” The short man asked Zell, and Irvine. He fussed at little with Zell’s but nodded, and turned to Irvine.

“I’m fine. You did a fine job.” Irvine said, straightening the neck. The short man did a quick overview but, again nodded.

“Thanks Cano, man! You did a fabulous job! They fit like a glove!” Zell explained patting the short man’s shoulder. Cano looked at Zell fondly. He was defiantly gay.

“Who is this?” Cano asked turning around, and looking at Squall, who was sitting comfortably because everything was in order again. Cano seemed to turn him off.

“Just a friend. I came to see the suits.” Squall said, giving Cano a small nod but, not uncrossing his arms, or legs.

“Hey Squall! You should have a suit too!” Zell said, punching Squall lightly in the shoulder. Squall quirked a brow, and let his sunglasses slide down his nose.

“What? No. No way. I’m not the suit type.” Squall said, shaking his head. Seifer came up beside him, and placed a hand on his shoulder as Zell pouted.

“Come on Leonhart! It is Zell’s wedding, and I think you can dress up, at least once.” Seifer said, softly but, dangerously. Squall could hear the secret demand. Jealously ran through him for Seifer being so protective, and considerate of, and for Zell.

“Yes! Yes! You should! It is only right that good friends of the groom should be dressed in nice suits!” Cano said, siding with Seifer, and Zell.

“Don’t say anything, Irvine.” Squall muttered, and sighing. Irvine smiled but, said nothing, just shook his head.

“Cano! Find a suit that you think would be appropriate.” Zell said, as the short man scurried away.

“I can’t believe this.” Squall muttered, banging his head against the wall. Seifer put his hand there to stqualquall from harming himself. Squall stopped and just glared at him. Seifer just smirked, and returned it.

“Don’t worry Squall. Cano may be a weirdo but, he has good taste.” Irvine said as the man came back.

“Hear! Hear! This is a perfect suit for you. Try it on!” Cano said, handing him the clothes. Seifer pushed Squall out of the seat, and in the direction of an empty change room.

“No. I can’t believe this! I am not . . . !” Squall went to say but, saw Zell’d, pd, pleading look, and Seifer’s challenging, angry look. “ . . .whatever.” Squall finished, sighing, and went into the room. Locked it, and changed.

“Hurry up, Leonhart! We aren’t going to wait forever!” Seifer said looking at his watch after five minutes of waiting for him to come out.

“I cannot fucking believe this.” They heard Squall mutter from inside the change room. Irvine chuckled, as Seifer sighed. Cano just smiled.

“Come on Squall, man! We want to see!” Zell said, tapping the door. They heard Squall sigh, and few more minutes of rustling of clothes.

Squall then came out, unimpressed, 2 minutes later with the other four, who were waiting patiently. He came out in a black tux. The jacket was open but, obviously fit him perfe wit with a dusty blue dress shirt that matched his eyes. His eyes positively glowed as the shirt’s first few buttons open, revealing Squall’s throat, and collarbone. One hand was in a pocket while the other lay at his side as he glared at the four.

Seifer felt his breath catch. Squall looked like a god. He was as cold as Shiva, but instead of freezing you, he made you burn with desire. He had always been attracted to Squall, but he didn’t know it till much later after the 2nd sorceress war. Zell helped him come to his senses, and realize it, and this making them close and good friends.

Seifer was gay, and had been for a long time. That was what broke him, and Rinoa up. It was then he finally decided to admit it to himself, and others. He knew now that was why he, and Squall were always at each other. On his side it was because it was sexual tension. He was attracted to Squall, and hated being ignored by him. Why Squall played? He wasn’t sure.

“Oh! It looks magnific!” Cano said, hushed. A kiss with his fingers at his masterpiece as he circled Squall. Squall just stretched his lips in a thin line not noticing Seifer’s surprised, and desiring look.

“Wow man! You look great! Nice Cano, nice.” Zell said, brushing a bit of dust off Squall shoulder.

“I agree, Squall. You look really good. It suits you.” Irvine said, nodding. Squall said, nothing but, held up the string of black.

“I am not wearing a tie! You can make me wear this to the wedding but, I am not wearing this tie!” Squall said, evenly but, meaning every menacing word.

“Aw! I agree. Mr. Squall looks better without the tie! You look so . . . sexy!” Cano said, throwing his hands up in the air. A whistle from the other side of the shop rang in response. Squall swore under his breath, and blushed.

Seifer smirked, and secretly agreed. Though he shot the blue eyed, and long black haired man across the shop, who whistled, a dangerous look. He then put his arm around Squall in a protective matter, and narrowed his eyes; proving his possession. Seifer was basically telling the man to back off, and that Squall was his.

Squall in the mean time stiffened when Seifer’s arm went around his shoulders. Squall didn’t see the man across the way or Seifer’s look. He was blushing furiously, and bitching at himself for it.

“Nice Leonhart. I guess all the gay people scare ya, eh? Don’t worry. I’ll protect ya!” Seifer said, smirking, pinching Squall’s cheek. Treating Squall like a child, after the man left. Zell smiled at Seifer knowingly, then sighed dejectedly at Seifer’s sarcasm, and his continuous teasing at Squall.

“Hey Peoples! Let’s go get some dinner with the ladies! We said we meet in another 15 minutes and I’m hungry!” Zell said, looking at his watch, changing the subject.

All nodded, and changed back into their clothes. They then went to the restaurant they agreed with the girls to meet at the corner after putting their suits in the car; including Squall’s tux.

“You know. I don’t think I’ll ever understand women.” Seifer sighed stirring his water so that the ice cubes moved around.

“Why’s that Seifer?” Irvine asked, leaning over his chair, and taking a sip of his ice cold water, waiting for the girls to come in.

“Ya, just ask the master, Irvine Kinneas. He knows everything about women.” Zell muttered, his blue eyes gleaming. Irvine sighed. His reputation as a player would never leave him. Even though it was all past. He loved Selphie now. He didn’t need any other women.

“I talking about all the bitching about small things, teasing, arguing. . . .” Seifer said, mused as he too took a sip of the water. They weren’t going to order till the girls got there.

“If we are talking about that, then I guess you’re a woman because I sure as hell don’t understand you.” Squall muttered taking a bite of a bread stick. Zell and Irvine broke into laughter, and Seifer growled.

“Cute Leonhart. Cute.” Seifer snarled at the innocent looking Squall. Squall then broke into an evil grin.

“Oh, I try.” Squall teased, but his sinister smile didn’t leave his usually cold features. Seifer couldn’t help but, feel turned on by this. Squall was just too damned desirable!

“You know, I wonder about you two. . . .” Zell said, earning his own glare from Seifer. Zell just grinned innocently.

“Exactly Zell, how can we be good friends with these two, but they hate each other?” Irvine asked, musingly.

“Well-l . . . they are complete opposites but, they do have a lot in common. Squall is Shiva, while Seifer is Ifrit, but are both the best gun-bladers, and SeeD’s thus causing them to be rivals. They don’t hate each other because if they did, one of them would be dead by now. I think if they actually stopped the teasing, and arguing they would get along nicely.” Zell said, shrugging. Seifer sighed as Squall stared hard at his bread stick. They both knew that Zell was right, but refused to admit it.

“Hmmm. . . .” Irvine hummed and nodded. Both Zell, and Irvine looked at the two knowingly as Seifer continued to stir his water, and Squall stared at his bread stick, nibbling it. Irvine just shrugged at Zell, who shook his head.

“Hey guys!” A bright cheery voice called, causing all the men to look up. Selphie waved as Rinoa, Quistis, and Xu followed. Seifer, and Squall thought they never been happier to see the girls in their life.

“Hey sweetie! Everything seems to be in order.” Rinoa said, kissing Zell’s cheek, and pulling in a chair to sit beside him, causing Squall to have to move closer to Seifer.

“It was so-o much fun! Just think a few more days, Rinoa!” Selphie said, flopping in Irvine’s open lap. He just kissed her on her neck, and wrapped his arms around her waist. Loneliness, and a bit of sadness ran through Squall.

“I think we are already.” Xu said, as she, and Quistis pulled chair beside Selphie, and Irvine, causing Seifer to move towards Squall.

“I agree. The rehearsal, parties, and then, ta-dah, the wedding!” Quistis said, smiling. Rinoa squealed in response.

“I’m so-o excited!” Rinoa said, bouncing a little in her seat. Zell just smiled, and kissed her cheek.

“Same here.” Zell whispered. Seifer just smiled at the two. He was happy for them. It took Rinoa three tries but, she finally got the guy she deserved.

“Guess what ladies? Squall is going to be wearing a suit!” Seifer said, smirking as Squall groaned.

“You’re joking!” Quistis said, looking at Squall. The close she, or anyone had seen Squall in dressing up was his SeeD uniform which he used . . . once? Wait. Twice.

“Nope! Cano picked a nice one out for him! I saw it myself.” Irvine said, nodding his head as Squall slumped into his seat.

“No shit!” Selphie said, pulling in a chair, and thus causing Seifer to put his chair right beside Squall.

“He makes it look good though! You should have seen him! He was so - mumph?!” Zell went to say but, Squall had shoved a bread stick in his mouth.

“Enough. It isn’t a huge deal, and you’ll see it on the day of the wedding.” Squall said, evenly, as he sat back.

“Embarrassed Leonhart?” Seifer said, patting Squall’s head. Squall grabbed his wrist, and went to retort but, the waitress came up first.

“May I take your order?” She had long red curly hair with hazel eyes, and seemed to already favour Seifer because he seemed to be the only single. Not to mention Seifer was attractive. He was tall, out going, and looked like your typical bad-boy; an instant turnon with all the women.

“Yes, actually. I think we are all ready.” Seifer said, giving her a true winning smile. She blushed, and smiled back. Squall felt jealously, and wanted to smack himself for it. Seifer was his enemy! Rival! Right? Then why the fuck was he so turned on by him?

Everyone gave their order, and Squall grumped out his. Seifer teased, and flirted with her a little while longer, which made Squall look like he had eaten lemons. He ignored her, and Seifer the best he could, which wasn’t good, when she returned with their meals.

“I think she likes you, Seifer.” Xu said, smiling as she started to eat after the waitress left. Squall frowned even more at this. He did not like where this conversation was going.

“She’s cute. Maybe I’ll get her number.” Seifer said, smirked. Seifer seemed to find the woman very attractive. Squall could swear he was going green . . .

“But I thought you were - ow!” Quistis started to saw, and then rubbed her leg under the table. “What the fuck was that for?!” she growled at Seifer.

“Keep it to yourself, Trepe.” Seifer murmured, and gave a Quistis a sharp look. She huffed, and went back to her meal.

“Oh he is!” Zell said, and Seifer again shot him a dangerous look. Zell just smirked, and stuck his tongue out at him.

Squall was confused by what happened between Zell, Quistis, and Seifer. What the hell were they talking about? Yes, Seifer seemed to be attracted to the waitress. Hey! If he wasn’t gay, he would think she was probably sexy too! Just what the hell were Quistis, and Zell talking about? Why did Seifer want them to shut up? Did Seifer have a girlfriend? No. He said he was single. Then did he have a crush?

Squall was completely perplexed but, it seemed to be forgotten by everyone else as they drove back to the mansion. Though no matter how much Squall lusted after Seifer, which was till beyond him, Seifer was straight. Though he didn’t get the waitress’, or rather, Laura’s number.

“Going to bed, Squall?” Rinoa asked, as Squall made his way upstairs. Squall stopped, and noticed that no one else was, but he was tired. He hadn’t had to think or done so much running around like this in ages! Besides he was emotionally drained.

“Ya. I’m drained. See ya tomorrow.” Squall said, giving a small salute as he continued to drag himself upstairs.

“Goodnight Squall!” Rinoa said, smiling as others echoed her. Squall nodded to them, and yawned. He then went into his room, and shut the door.

He couldn’t figure out why he lusted after Seifer; especially now. Okay he wasn’t, officially, gay before but, hdn’tdn’t really care about Seifer before so why did he now?

That wasn’t true. Seifer was the only one that cared. He cared at the orphanage, and then at the garden. Yes, he was teasing, and picking on him but, he was the only one that paid attention to him. He cared about Seifer, and wanted to be his friend but, Seifer seemed to only want to pick on him. He was envious of Raijin, and Fujin. They were his friends.

Squall sighed at this, and undressed. He had always wanted to be Seifer’s friend. He hated fighting with him but, it was the only way to be with him, and repay him for the attention. Besides he wanted to prove himself to Seifer; to prove he was good enough to be his friend. He hated all the fighting though.

He hated having to fight Seifer when he was the sorceress’ knight. He hated having to beat him, and hated the fact Seifer wouldn’t listen to him. He hated it all. He wished the Seifer would stop, and they could be friends, or at least go back to the way they were at the garden. To Squall, anything was better than what was happening.

Squall sighed, and crawled into the warm bed. Maybe now he could be Seifer’s friend. Though how can you be friends with a person you want to jump their bones? Squall just cuddled into the warmth, and fell asleep, wondering what to do.


~*@*~


Seifer went out onto the balcony as the others either went to bed like Squall, or sat around to talk. He really didn’t want to talk, or go to bed. He was feeling restless.

“Why are you so mean to him?” A voice asked behind him. Seifer turned, slowly, to met the blue eyes of his good friend.

“Who?” Seifer asked, knowing full well as did Zell. Zell sighed, and flopped into the wooden chair.

“You sound like an owl. You know who I’m talking about. I’m talking about Squall. You said that you wanted to apologise for what happened 8 years ago, and be his friend, if not more. . . .” Zell said, crossing his legs.

Seifer was silent as he stared into the endless starry, dark blue sky. The cool breeze caressed his short blond locks. He hadn’t changed at all, except maybe wiser, and maturer, when Squall wasn’t around.

“Why Seifer? Why are you turning back into the old facade when Squall is around? Why can’t you be yourself? Your real self?” Zell asked, softly, imploring.

“I-I. . . .I don’t know. . . . I don’t know!” Seifer muttered, sitting across from Zell, and placing his head in his hands. Frustration, sadness, and anger in his face as his body clenched.

“Seifer I know how you feel. I did once. I loved him, and I worshipped him once, but Seifer even if he is straight you can be his friend.” Zell said, softly after a few moments of silence. Zell was bisexual, and cared for Squall, but instead of pursuing, he went to the other person he was attracted to. Squall’s girlfriend, fell in love with her, and now marrying her. He was happy, and wanted to the same for Seifer.

“Zell, I love him. That was why I picked on him. I wanted to be his friend, but he ignored me. So I picked fights with him so he wouldn’t ignore me. Now here I am, I’ve gotten so used to picking on him to get a reaction that I can’t stop. I just fell back into the old tried, trusted, and true.” Seifer murmured bitterly, sighing as he looked up at Zell.

“Seifer, he has changed, and so have you. You have both shed your shields, and shells, and have become who you really are. You don’t need to pick on him to talk to him anymore.” Zell sighed, touching Seifer’s hand.

“I know. I guess I’m afraid he’ll reject me, I guess.” Seifer whispered, smiling wryly. Zell patted