Disclaimer: I do not own any of the squaresoft characters! …Though Seifer would look good locked up in my basement in a G-string. I MEAN! ..
He was in-love. Not with the girl from library, oh no, she couldn't compare. Why he didn't realize this sooner was a mystery to him. All he knew, he was madly in-love. But how could he tell the others? How would Squall deal with it? "Frickin' hell!" He slammed his fist into the table, causing the cafeteria to fall silent. "…Umm…no more hot dogs?" He signaled to the empty plate in front of him. Soon the cafeteria returned to the normal volume, leaving him to blush in his lone corner. "This is bad…bad…bad…bad…Squall will kill me. Oh wait, I won't tell him." He muttered trying to regain his interest in the combat king magazine.
"Chickenwuss a schizophrenic?" A voice taunted, a presence right behind the suddenly engrossed reader.
"Shut the hell up you frickin' traitor." In return his voice full of hate. He stood defying the taller man. "Start anything with anyone or me, I can have you exiled from every single place on this planet." He enjoyed watching the taller man swallow a hidden fear.
"I was under a spell. But it doesn't mean I can't be even nastier, Chickenwuss."
"Don't pull that bullshit on me, I know under a spell thing is entirely a charade. You just want Rinoa to like you, you cheap dirty bastard." He slammed his fist on the table, and once more the room fell silent. "Don't act so surprised you traitor, oh I know your little secret. Don't even think about tempting me." The shorter man threatened enjoying every minute of having the upper hand. His intense icy blue gaze glaring up at emerald orbs.
"I'll deal with you later Chickenwuss." Brushing of his trench coat and snidely smirking, he walked off. The tension in the room was thick enough to be cut with a knife.
"Seifer…"He growled after the retreating man, following him back to the dormitory hall.
"What now?" He opened his dorm door, and whipped around. "Go away Zell…Chickenwuss?…Yoo-hoo off in schizoland?" Seifer snapped his fingers around the suddenly dazed man.
"You like Rinoa don't you?" He snarled pushing the taller man into the dorm. "But being a bastard that you are, if you ever win her heart, you'll use her. You'll break her fragile heart…like you've done so many times to…" He fumed kicking the door shut behind him.
"Whoa, Chickenwuss grew a beak. You know I can get you in bigger trouble for assault." He smirked coyly at the fuming blonde. "And no I don't like Rinoa, I believe you're only deluding yourself." A look of shock coated Zell's face.
"WHAT? I DON'T LIKE RINOA! UGH! SHE'S LIKE MY SISTER!" Zell roughly shoved Seifer into the wall, a fire burning brightly in his eyes.
"Oh Zell…I like it rough!" Seifer whispered huskily running a gloved hand through the shorter man's spikey hair. In one fluid motion, he spun Zell into the wall, and now Seifer was the threat. "But, you're too soft for me." Seifer laughed menacingly at Zell's tattooed face twisting with confusion. Growling venomously Zell's hands grabbed a fistfull of hair on either side of Seifer's head and yanked his face down to a dangerously close level.
"Me soft?" Zell crushed his lips to Seifer's, thoughts racing through his head. Seifer struggled to break free from the shorter man's grasp. "Soft still?" Zell shoved Seifer away from him, and stared at his feet, blushing and embarrassed.
"Zell? You're…gay?" Seifer asked incredulously. A frail nod. Icy blue eyes dare not meet the emerald stare. Licking his lips, Seifer's finger pushed up on Zell's chin, forcing him to meet his gaze.
"Stop Seifer." Zell pushed passed the taller blonde tears in his eyes, "I know you're laughing at me." He marched somberly to the closed door, only to be yanked back into an awkward embrace.
"Zell." A voice murmured and a head dipped down, lips taking a hold of a very shocked tattooed man. "I'd never guess…" Hands wrapped around the martial artist's waist diffidently.
"Seifer?" Zell broke the sweet kiss and gazed at Seifer. The girl from the library definitely couldn't compare. Soft lips brushed against each other, the never ending feud between them solved.
