A/N: This is just a test run. I still have to do a lot of research, but I wanted to post this in an attempt to relieve my writer's block for my other stories.

Warnings for the future chapters: possible lemons, yaoi: Male/Male relationships, Het relationships, cursing, torture, blood, violence, alcohol. Nudity, and other things once I remember and have this better planned out.

"Seifer!"

An ecstatic Sora came careening around the corner, shouting Seifer's name, only to crash into him.

Seifer had been leaning against the grey stone wall until Sora had barreled into him, sending them both to the floor, Sora on top of Seifer. Any person that happened to come upon the scene would have passed giggling because the small five-foot six kid was laying on the six-two figure.

That was besides the point though because to them it didn't matter. Seifer was a childhood friend of his older brother and so in consequence he was a friend of Sora's too. Then again, the person that did happen upon them wouldn't laugh anyway, even if his life depended on it.

Squall was minding his own business, when he heard a slam of something against the floor ahead of him. Cautiously looking up from the book he was currently reading, his eyes were met with the sight of his younger brother and best friend sprawled across the floor in a tangle of limbs.

Rolling his eyes, he closed the book and hastened his pace. When he reached the scene of the 'crime', he tucked the small book into a pocket that was on the inside of his robes, and plucked Sora off of Seifer by the back of his robes. He then set Sora down next to him, only to offer his hand to Seifer. Without a moments hesitation, he took the offered hand and let it pull him up, which was impressive to anyone who didn't know the brunet well, since he was five-foot-eight, a short height compared to Seifer's six-two frame.

"Well, Mr. Sunshine, thanks for the lift"

A taunting edge to Seifer's words caused Squall's lip to curl slightly upward. Before he could retort however, a forgotten third member to the party of two interrupted.

"Can we go to the village? It is Squalls eighteenth birthday, and since it's such a special year, we ought to celebrate" Sora requested in a whiny voice.

Seifer grunted his agreement, while Squall protested by retrieving his book and continuing to read from where he had left off. Sora whined, knowing by now the language of his brother who was usually silent.

"Come on Squall, we haven't sneaked out in a few months, and Sora is finally old enough to accompany us. You'll use your alias as usual for when we go, and Sora will use Roz"

Squall hissed out a breath of air between his teeth, and Seifer smirked, knowing his victory was imminent.

"You can see Yuffie in the village"

Yuffie was a hyper woman that they had run into several times in the village. Squall and she had hit it off, that is, as well as one could with Squall, and had visited each other every time he and Seifer had been in the village.

Sora, who knew that they had won when Squall's mouth had tightened, whooped loudly for joy. Seifer's smirk bloomed into a grin and Squall thought to himself:

'What have I gotten myself into?'