(It is a quiet night at Edea's house. The moonlight filters through lacy green curtains clawing it's way across the dark green bed and the two naked figures upon. They are oblivious to it's needing grip and move gently against one another, murmuring softly to themselves.)
Seifer: Mmm... Squall... A little lower please... Oh! Oh yes... There!
Squall: *smirks* You like that, do you?
Seifer: *gasps* Oh god, yes, harder, please, harder!
Squall: Shhh... *glances around furtively* They'll hear you.
Seifer: Fuck them, Squall, damn it. Fuck me.
Squall: *raises a brow* I don't think I will. *pulls away*
Seifer: Bitch. *grabs onto Squall and pulls him back, tilting his chin so that he can kiss him.* You will.
Squall: Why should I?
Seifer: Why shouldn't you?
Squall: Because your ego will swell up even larger.
Seifer: *smirks* So? *begins kissing him once more*
L. Squall: Um... Hello?
Seifer: *blinks pulling away from Squall* Squall... There is a kid at the foot of our bed.
Squall: I can see that... It looks...
Seifer: Like you did as a kid?
Squall: *nods slowly*
(Both young men stare at the boy standing at the foot of their bed. He stares back at them with a somewhat rebellious expression. He is wearing a yellow shirt with an orange stripe across the middle and jeans. His hair hangs in his face and he peers up through it at them. They are suddenly joined by another child. This one has blond hair that hangs in one eye and bright blue eyes. He looks smug)
L. Seifer: Hah! Found you!
L. Squall: *wrinkles his nose* Yes. You did.
L. Seifer: *grabs L. Squall's arm and leers* Guess what that means?
Squall: *jumps out of bed, oblivious to his nakedness and snatches L. Squall up* Leave him alone.
L. Seifer: *glares at him* And who are you?
Squall: *sweatdrop*
L. Squall: *clutches onto the ends of Squall's hair* My daddy.
Squall: *looks as if he's about to faint* D-Daddy...?
Seifer: *guffaws* Hah! Squall's a parent!
Squall: *gives him the evil 'ice prince' glare* Go to hell.
L. Seifer: *looks at Seifer in distaste* And who are you, dirty old pervert?
Seifer: *stops laughing and blinks* Why you little shit...! *jumps out of bed, intending murder on the little blond boy*
Squall: *innocently sticks out a foot*
Seifer: *trips on it, falling on his face*
L. Squall: *scrabbles out of Squall's arms and grabs L. Seifer tugging him out of the room at a run*
Seifer: *sits up, blowing hair out of his face and glares after the kids*
Squall: I think... We need to talk to Edea.
Seifer: *scowls* I think I need to knock that little shit's face in.
Squall: *gives him a cold stare*
Seifer: WHAT?!
Squall: He's right you know.
Seifer: *growls and leaps, taking Squall down underneath him*
Khyie: O.O I think we all know what happens now... So... Scene switch.
Dark: You just can't write a lemon.
Khyie: Go to hell. Neither can you.
Dark: o.O I'm not going to ever attempt it either. I've got better things to do... Like stealing stuff.
Khyie: Shut up or I'll sic Krad on your ass.
Dark: *wide eyes* No... Please... Anything but that!
Khyie: Mwahahaha! I win!!! *pulls out big white screen that has Scene Switch written on it with bold black lettering*
(It is the next morning. The sun has come up, shedding it's bright rays where the moonlight had formerly been. This time the two forms aren't moving. Seifer is halfway off the edge of the bed, on his back, a small trickle of drool falling from his mouth as he snores. Squall is flat on his stomach, clutching the large pillow to him. The door is abruptly flung open and hits the wall with a loud bang. Both Squall and Seifer sit up, instantly awake. L. Seifer prances in, wearing a black shirt similar to the one Seifer always wears under his trenchcoat and black pants)
L. Seifer: 'Dea says you need to drag your lazy asses out of bed, especially you, you dirty old pervert.
Seifer: Little shit. *once again attempts to murder the younger blonde*
Squall: *tackles him* Leave him alone!
L. Seifer: *looks down at Seifer coolly* You got taken down by a feminine wimp? Boy, you suck. *he turns and saunters to the door where he pauses to look back* I would suggest putting on some clothes before you come. I mean, we both know your small but I doubt the whole orphanage needs to know.
Seifer: That little fucking shit! *struggles against Squall throwing him off and charging into the hall* EDEA!!!!!
Squall: *hits the edge of the bed, blinking a little as he stares after Seifer**he shakes his head and stands up going to his dresser to throw on some clothes*
Seifer: *comes charging in a moment later, a large red handprint on his cheek and chest heaving*
Squall: *finishes putting on his last belt and bomber jacket before giving Seifer a dispassionate look* Ran into Quistis?
Seifer: No. Selphie, damn it. *he scowls at Squall*
Squall: *shrugs* Your own fault. Should've listened to the kid.
Seifer: *roars* I WILL NOT TAKE HINTS FROM THAT LITTLE BASTARD!!!
Squall: Your loss. *pushes past Seifer, heading downstairs*
(Scene switch. Edea's dining room. A tired looking Quistis in a green suit is sitting there with an offended Selphie in a pink outfit similar to Quistis's usual, a satisfied Irvine, a wide eyed, chirpy Rinoa, an awake but unhappy Zell, L. Seifer and L. Squall. L. Seifer is flinging sausage bits at L. Squall and L. Squall looks like he's about to haul off and deck L. Seifer at any moment. Squall enters and takes a seat next to L. Squall followed a moment later by a dressed but pissed Seifer who takes the only seat left: between Squall and L. Seifer)
Squall: Anyone here know what's up with them? *he points to L. Squall and L. Seifer)
Quistis: A time flux. Ellone had some problem with her powers and they appeared.
L. Seifer: *stabs Seifer with his fork and snickers*
Seifer: You goddamned, mother fucking, little shitfaced--
Edea: *from the kitchen* SEIFER ALMASY! NOT IN FRONT OF THE LITTLE KIDS!
Khyie: I think I spelt his last name wrong... Oh well... Too lazy to go make sure...
Seifer: *glares mutinously at the kitchen door then at L. Seifer but does nothing more*
Squall: *stares crosseyed at the spoonful of oatmeal being offered to him by L. Squall* Um... That's okay but I don't like oatmeal.
L. Squall: Don't you? Edea says your me. I like oatmeal so therefore you must like oatmeal too. *he insistently offers the spoonful to Squall*
Squall: *sighs and takes the spoonful into his mouth*
L. Squall: *seems pleased and goes back to eating the oatmeal by himself*
Edea: *brings out two plates and places them before Squall and Seifer* Eat well. *she cheerfully heads back into the kitchen*
Quistis: So, how did you sleep last night?
Squall: *pauses the fork that was heading for his mouth and stares at her*
Seifer: Damned shitface--
Edea: SEIFER!
Seifer: *winces* I mean... The kid, little Squall, came into our room... Followed by that little... thing. But it was only for a few minutes.
Squall: It kept him up most of the night, ranting about how much he despised children.
Seifer: EDEA!!! THAT LITTLE BRAT JUST STABBED ME WITH HIS FORK!!! AGAIN!!!
L. Seifer: *sticks out his tongue* Tattletale.
Seifer: Demon.
L. Seifer: *smirks* I know. Isn't it lovely?
Seifer: *glares* Damnably annoying is what it is.
Quistis: *raises a brow* At least you didn't have it as bad as I did. They decided they were going to sleep in my room. Or... More like... Stay in my room. I don't think they went to sleep at all last night.
L. Squall: *looks up* Oh, we did.
L. Seifer: After I molested him long enough.
Selphie and Irvine: *chokes on their food*
L. Squall: YOU DID NOT!
L. Seifer: I DID TOO!
L. Squall: DID NOT!
L. Seifer: DID TOO!
Squall: *sweatdrop* We were like that as kids?
Seifer: *nods sadly* Yep.
Squall: I feel bad for Edea.
Seifer: ... *smirks* I don't. Just makes me proud to know I haven't changed much.
L. Seifer: *stabs Seifer with his fork* Idiot! We aren't alike!
Seifer: EDEA!!!!
Squall: *sighs* Some people never change.
Quistis: *pats his back pityingly and nods* Some never do, either.
Edea: *comes into the dining room, frowning* Squall, Seifer, I'm sorry but I just don't have time to take you to the ice cream parlor.
Squall and Seifer: *blink, staring*
Squall: Wtf?
Edea: *glares* Squall!
Squall: What?! I said W-T-F...
Edea: You're teaching the children bad things.
Squall: *hits his head on the table.*
L. Squall: *pushes Squall's head up and climbs onto his lap* That's okay. Daddy can take us.
Quistis: *blinks* Daddy...?
Squall: *shrugs* I... Suppose.
L. Seifer: Yay! Dirty old pervert's ho is taking us to the ice cream parlor!
Edea: SEIFER! *whacks Seifer over the head*
Seifer: *winces* What'd I do?!
Quistis: *stares at L. Seifer* That's just wrong...
Selphie: *nods, staring as well*
(The scene switches to an ice cream parlor. It's one of those with the white walls and pink and blue decorations. It's empty except for an old couple in the back and two teenage boys at a booth seat. The boys are snickering softly to themselves. One has black hair that seemed to have a reddish tint in the sunlight from a badly done dye job and falls to his waist and cat shaped poison green eyes. The other was pale with brown hair that barely scraped his shoulders, tinted red in the light, and tarnished forest green eyes. A rather large woman with a wart on her nose, trashy brown hair, and shirt unbuttoned a bit too far is behind the counter chewing absently on some gum with loud cracking noises)
Kohl: *points to drawing on table* That's all your fault.
Naolith: *cackles to herself glancing at Kohl with forest green eyes*
Kohl: See? You are a bad influence on me! *he reaches across the table, reddish black hair falling over his shoulder in waves and hugs Naolith* I love you.
Naolith: *hugs back* I love you too.
L. Seifer: *sneers* Aw look. Kodak moment.
Kohl: *glares*
L. Squall: *hits L. Seifer over the head* Leave the gay guys alone!
Squall: Oh dear God... Why didn't I guess this was going to turn into one of those trips. *he hustles the children over to the counter to order*
Meredith: So, what can I get you boys? *heaves herself off the counter*
L. Squall: *blinks rapidly* Two scoops of chocolate...
L. Seifer: *gives her a contemptuous look* Three scoops of vanilla.
Seifer: *unconsciously gives her the same contemptuous look that L. Seifer is* Three scoops of vanilla.
Meredith: *turns to Squall* And you, young lady?
L. Squall: THAT'S NOT A LADY! THAT'S MY DADDY!
Squall: *sweatdrop* Ah... Two scoops chocolate, please.
Meredith: Hn. Okay. *scoops out their ice cream and hands it to them*
Squall: *quickly pays for it with the money given to him by Edea and ushers the kids to a booth seat* Squall, you shouldn't shout like that.
L. Squall: Why not? She called you a lady.
Squall: *looking a bit disgruntled but patient* I often get called lady. You're going to have to learn to put up with it.
L. Seifer: Yeah, girly boy, learn to put up with it.
L. Squall: *looks like he's going to start crying*
Seifer: *whacks L. Seifer on the head* Leave the kid alone.
L. Seifer: *glares then using extreme skill, dumps one of his scoops onto Seifer's lap*
Seifer: *jumps up, using a few inventive swears as he hops around and looks like he's about ready to murder L. Seifer*
Squall: *gets up* Seifer, come on, calm down. He's just a kid.
Seifer: He's not a kid. He's a little shitfaced DEMON!
L. Seifer: *sticks out his tongue at Seifer*
Seifer: Damned monster...
L. Squall: *oblivious to the fighting* Daddy, can we go see a movie after this?
Squall: *mutters under his breath* I'm not your damned daddy *out loud* No, Squall. I'm broke and Edea didn't give me enough money for that.
L. Squall: *wide gray-blue eyes start filling with tears as he looks up at Squall*
Squall: *begins backing away* Oh God... No... He wouldn't...
L. Seifer: *wide eyes* He would. Start pooling your money people. *pulls one gil from his pocket and sets it on the table*
Seifer: *sighs and pulls four from his*
L. Seifer: *snatches back his one* We can go.
Seifer: *sticks out his tongue* Little shitface.
L. Seifer: Dirty old pervert.
Squall: *quickly snatches the money from Seifer's hand and begins pushing everyone out the door*
Meredith: *waves* Have a nice night, lady! And take good care of that cute blond husband of yours and those adorable kids!
Squall: *glares at her, askance* It's bad enough when they mistake me for a lady... But you for a husband and these demons for kids???
Seifer: *snickers* I think it's kind of cute. Give me a kiss my lovely wife*
Squall: *whacks him along side the head* Idiot! We're in public!
Seifer: And everyone thinks you're a girl. *grabs Squall and kisses him hard*
Squall: *stiffens, eyes wide*
L. Seifer: *looks at them, looks at L. Squall, then looks back before furtively pecking L. Squall on the cheek*
L. Squall: *glances at L. Seifer* That's all?
L. Seifer: *blinks then snickers before grabbing L. Squall in an almost perfect mimic of the way Seifer had grabbed Squall and pulled him in for a deeper kiss*
Squall: *pulls away from Seifer and snatches up L. Squall* Damn it, Seifer! Look at what you're teaching the kids!
(A few moments later on the way to the theater...)
L. Squall: *leans toward L. Seifer and whispers* I don't have the heart to tell him we've been doing this for years.
L. Seifer: *snickers*
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Khyie: Yesh... As claimed.... This is my first fanfiction. Much thanks goes out to Midnight and Kaixiangyin for all their support and Midnight especially for her help. Yesh, we did get to be gay guys. D