Note: A tad different from Finding A Soul Mate.

Disclaimer: Own nothing but Kisa.

The blade was black, but if he looked closer, it had a purplish hue to it. The gunblade was a gift from his parents when he graduated to SeeD, and he was finally going to be able to use it on his first mission. Not his mother's. His own. The blonde seventeen-year-old smiles at the thought whiles he loads the barrel, while unaware of his father standing in the doorway.

"It seemed like only yesterday you were falling over trying to hold my gunblade."

The teen looks up at his father and raises an eyebrow. "Reminiscing doesn't suit you Dad."

Seifer shrugs in agreement. "I think it's okay when it comes to my flesh and blood."

"Fair enough." The boy looks back to his blade.

"Kisa."

"Hmm?"

The boy stands up to get ready and grunts in surprise when he's pulled against a broad chest. He was startled at first, but that went away as he considered the fact that his father was being just that. A father. One that cared about his safety.

"Promise me you'll be careful."

Kisa smirks. "Yeah…okay. I promise not to tell anyone you had an emotional breakdown."

"Punk."

Seifer pulls his son into a headlock and musses his hair until the younger blonde manages to break free. Kisa scowls as he fixes his hair and then quickly crosses the room to put his ammunition belt on and stock it. At the rate his father was bugging him, he would miss the train…and fail his first mission. That didn't bode well with him.

"I have to go. The train leaves any minute."

"Make sure you say bye to-"

"Don't have time Dad!"

The new SeeD grabs his gunblade and runs out of his room after grabbing some necessities, runs down the stairs, and out the front door of his home in Balamb. Sending a mental plead of forgiveness to his mother, he rushes to the train station nearby and hands his ticket to the man standing out front. He knew it was wrong of him to run off without saying a word to the brunette, but he was pressed for time.

Kisa takes the torn ticket stub from the conductor, and dashes onboard to the private room when the train whistles loudly. Once inside the private SeeD compartment, his jaw drops at the first person he finds.

"Irvine?"

The sharpshooter puts down the weapons magazine in his hands and narrows his eyes at the lacking of being called the boy's uncle.

"What happened to Uncle?"

Kisa blushes when he notices the presence of two others, and he looks in their direction to acknowledge his partners. He recognized them immediately as Amy Waters and Kain Treno. Two of the SeeDs he had graduated with. They both had been apart of a clique until recently seeing as it didn't matter anymore once they were SeeD. He had not been in any kind of group, but he was comfortable around them because they were nice to him despite their popularity status. Then again…he was the son of the Headmaster and Commander.

Turning his attention back to the gunman, he narrows his eyes in return. "I grew out of that phase when you and everyone else refused to look older than twenty."

Irvine smirks. "Blame the doctor. She couldn't stand to lose our handsome faces and gave us a potion."

The blonde scowls at his mentor and grabs a pillow off the nearby couch, making sure to throw it in the man's face. He was starting to remind him of his father…and it was getting a little weird.

"Be careful. I think I just heard my dad."

"I'm telling the truth. Even your parents drank it…yet you still call them Mommy and Daddy."

"Whatever. Why are you here?"

"I figured my dear nephew would want his favorite uncle around."

"You thought wrong moron."

"When you were little-mmph!"

The teenager flies at Irvine with another pillow and succeeds in covering his face in it.

"Almasy…you're going to kill him like that."

Kisa turns his attention to Kain after making sure he had the upper hand in the struggle, and continues to smother the gunman as he grins. He had no intention of killing his uncle, but the man deserved a warning. Bringing up his childhood in front of others was embarrassing to him for some reason.

"Don't worry Treno. This isn't the first time."

"Suffocating him or killing him?"

Kisa deadpans at the smirking raven. "You know what I mean."

"Carry on then. Amy and I are going to grab dinner from the dining cart. Want anything in particular?"

"Hamburgers. Get one for this moron too."

"Sure thing. Be back in a bit."

The two ravens leave the private room, and the blonde finally takes the pillow away to allow the older man to breath properly.

"You have a big mouth."

"I do it to get you flustered. You made my day when you ended up on my lap."

Kisa looks down and flushes with humiliation when he discovers that he was indeed in Irvine's lap. He moves to get off of him, but the gunman holds him in place and grabs his chin.

"What are you-"

Jade eyes widen when the older man claims his lips. He had not expected this at all. Especially not from his…no…he couldn't call the man his uncle anymore because of this. His body responds before his mind can even grasp what was going, and he found himself returning the kiss. He had to stop this. He had to. It was wrong…but Hyne forbid…he didn't want to. This was another reason he stopped calling Irvine his uncle. The sexual attraction. If he had to put a timecard on when he start to have feelings for the man…it would've been about a year ago.

"W-Wait…we can't…"

Irvine detaches his lips from the younger's and quickly attacks his exposed neck. A gasp of horror escapes Kisa when the sharpshooter pulls away with a quiet pop, and he smacks his hand over the forming mark he knew would be there.

"You didn't!"

"If you're going to flaunt that body around, it's going to have my mark on it. You drive me crazy Kisa…and I'm losing control."

The older man returns to his task of kissing the boy's neck, and once the teen finally releases a quiet moan, Irvine smirks and pulls away. He takes the temporarily disoriented teen off of his lap, and then gets up from the couch before Kisa comes back to his senses. He had made his move and was going to make the blonde chase after him for more.

"I'm going to see if they need help."

Kisa snaps out of his daze at the sound of the baritone voice jus in time to watch Irvine leave the compartment. He yells out in frustration from the lack of affection, and then climbs behind the couch to curl up in the corner. He hoped to Hyne he didn't have to suffer three days of limited attention like that during the train ride. The gunman had left him high and dry…and it pissed him off.

The door slides back open and Amy's voice fills the room. "Kisa, we brought din-hey…where is he?"

"Probably went to the bathroom."

"His food will get cold."

Kisa scowls as he makes himself comfortable in his hiding place. He was definitely sleeping there tonight. The damned bastard…

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Summary: There you go! The start of a short story between Irvine and Kisa! Reviews keep me going!