A New Way.
WARNING: This is a yaoi fic. witch means that there is a male/male paring. The content can be a little violent/forceful. Don't read if you're a sensitive person!
Disclaimers: Well, the fact that I aint the owner of Final Fantasy 8 practically says it all, I own NOTHING! Please don't sue me!
Where do we start?
Zell shifted uncomfortably in his chair, he didn't like the idea of sitting in the same room as his archenemy Seifer. Not at all!
The reason Seifer came back to Garden was because nobody accepted him in their presents. No big surprise there, as former (prior/previous) sorceress knight. Zell didn't feel for him. He couldn't help it, but he didn't.
Squall had insisted that Zell talk to him, as Zell was one of the students the bully had harassed. If Zell could stand him and gave him admittance (entrance) then it would be okay.
'Oh, how Squall would enjoy this…' Zell thought miserably.
"So Chicken-wuss, how's it goin'?" Seifer tremulous (trembling) tried.
"You didn't read the list of demands (claims) did you?" Zell said looking at Seifer with a forbearing (impatient/for boring) gaze. Seifer ignored Zell and turned to look out the window, avoiding Zell's piercing stare. After a while Seifer couldn't stand it, 'damn the Chicken has practised that stare, and boy does he do it good.' "No not really, how did you guess?" he demanded.
"Well you see, in the list there was a bunch of paragraphs about NOT calling names!" Zell explained, "I don't know if it's your way of filing up the void that is your life. If you could call that life…" he snickered to himself but Seifer did not like the joke.
"My life is NOT a void!" he roared, looking utterly upset. Zell had never seen Seifer so heated because of a lame joke and didn't understand how he could get so cross for such a thing, "Geez, sorry" he said lamely. Seifer looked at him darkly, "you didn't mean that!"
Zell sighed, "No actually I didn't!!" he answered coldly.
Seifer sulked and muttered under his breathe, "reverse roles, huh? Zell being all cocky…" Zell didn't hear the previous and maybe that was for the best. Seifer started fiddling with his gunblade, rotating it into the floor. Zell couldn't understand how they could let Seifer still have the gunblade while in Garden, he was mentally unstable (at least Zell thought so) and if he got mad he could attack one of the young students.
"So where's your sidekicks?" Zell said ironic but Seifer objected, "Their not my sidekicks!!" and with that he rose to walk away.
Zell saw Seifer's lean back-frame and the broad shoulders, he too rose to object to Seifer's deportation and took tree fast steps after the bully. But as Zell at the highest reached Seifer's shin, he suddenly noticed that he stood face to face with the tall mans bare collarbone and he twitched. He twitched!
"Uh, well according to regulation you can't leave until I permit you…" Zell stammered, "Fuck regulation, I may leave when I want!" he smirked and added, "Chicken-wuss!" Seifer just loved to be in control and he took every chance, thus he to felt Zell weaken and tremble, though he didn't quite understand why. Witch neither Zell did, as he looked up at the pitiful site of former Sorceress knight, "well, there goes your admittance then…and of I go!" with that he jogged out of the little classroom on the second floor.
And after him a confused Seifer ran, "You cant do that!" he said angry.
"I just did!" Zell retorted and pushed the bottom to first floor, "But what about…?" "About what, if you want the scholarship you hafta treat me nice!" Seifer stared at the small fighter "Treat you NICE?" "Yeah and get me a soda…Oh, and five hotdogs!!" "AND five hotdogs?" Seifer just repeated dumbfound.
Zell looked skyward "Do I hafta explain everything?" he said in a knowing fashion, "But first I'll go to my room and change to my regular clothing…See ya in the cafeteria, buddy!!" it was a sarcastic remark to Seifer, one whom Zell had dreamt of. The day HE could mock 'Seifer of the disciplinary'.
He turned with ease and walked of down the hall towards the Dorms, leaving Seifer were the man stood.
But Zell couldn't shake of the agitated feeling everything wasn't okay with Squall's rival, and the questions like 'were are Fujin and Raijin?" kept popping up in his head.
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So how about it…please tell me if it sucks or if I should re-write it…but be gentle^_^;; I'm new at this (okay, such a bad excuse) Do you think Zell and Seifer OOC? Please R&R!
Thanx
WARNING: This is a yaoi fic. witch means that there is a male/male paring. The content can be a little violent/forceful. Don't read if you're a sensitive person!
Disclaimers: Well, the fact that I aint the owner of Final Fantasy 8 practically says it all, I own NOTHING! Please don't sue me!
Where do we start?
Zell shifted uncomfortably in his chair, he didn't like the idea of sitting in the same room as his archenemy Seifer. Not at all!
The reason Seifer came back to Garden was because nobody accepted him in their presents. No big surprise there, as former (prior/previous) sorceress knight. Zell didn't feel for him. He couldn't help it, but he didn't.
Squall had insisted that Zell talk to him, as Zell was one of the students the bully had harassed. If Zell could stand him and gave him admittance (entrance) then it would be okay.
'Oh, how Squall would enjoy this…' Zell thought miserably.
"So Chicken-wuss, how's it goin'?" Seifer tremulous (trembling) tried.
"You didn't read the list of demands (claims) did you?" Zell said looking at Seifer with a forbearing (impatient/for boring) gaze. Seifer ignored Zell and turned to look out the window, avoiding Zell's piercing stare. After a while Seifer couldn't stand it, 'damn the Chicken has practised that stare, and boy does he do it good.' "No not really, how did you guess?" he demanded.
"Well you see, in the list there was a bunch of paragraphs about NOT calling names!" Zell explained, "I don't know if it's your way of filing up the void that is your life. If you could call that life…" he snickered to himself but Seifer did not like the joke.
"My life is NOT a void!" he roared, looking utterly upset. Zell had never seen Seifer so heated because of a lame joke and didn't understand how he could get so cross for such a thing, "Geez, sorry" he said lamely. Seifer looked at him darkly, "you didn't mean that!"
Zell sighed, "No actually I didn't!!" he answered coldly.
Seifer sulked and muttered under his breathe, "reverse roles, huh? Zell being all cocky…" Zell didn't hear the previous and maybe that was for the best. Seifer started fiddling with his gunblade, rotating it into the floor. Zell couldn't understand how they could let Seifer still have the gunblade while in Garden, he was mentally unstable (at least Zell thought so) and if he got mad he could attack one of the young students.
"So where's your sidekicks?" Zell said ironic but Seifer objected, "Their not my sidekicks!!" and with that he rose to walk away.
Zell saw Seifer's lean back-frame and the broad shoulders, he too rose to object to Seifer's deportation and took tree fast steps after the bully. But as Zell at the highest reached Seifer's shin, he suddenly noticed that he stood face to face with the tall mans bare collarbone and he twitched. He twitched!
"Uh, well according to regulation you can't leave until I permit you…" Zell stammered, "Fuck regulation, I may leave when I want!" he smirked and added, "Chicken-wuss!" Seifer just loved to be in control and he took every chance, thus he to felt Zell weaken and tremble, though he didn't quite understand why. Witch neither Zell did, as he looked up at the pitiful site of former Sorceress knight, "well, there goes your admittance then…and of I go!" with that he jogged out of the little classroom on the second floor.
And after him a confused Seifer ran, "You cant do that!" he said angry.
"I just did!" Zell retorted and pushed the bottom to first floor, "But what about…?" "About what, if you want the scholarship you hafta treat me nice!" Seifer stared at the small fighter "Treat you NICE?" "Yeah and get me a soda…Oh, and five hotdogs!!" "AND five hotdogs?" Seifer just repeated dumbfound.
Zell looked skyward "Do I hafta explain everything?" he said in a knowing fashion, "But first I'll go to my room and change to my regular clothing…See ya in the cafeteria, buddy!!" it was a sarcastic remark to Seifer, one whom Zell had dreamt of. The day HE could mock 'Seifer of the disciplinary'.
He turned with ease and walked of down the hall towards the Dorms, leaving Seifer were the man stood.
But Zell couldn't shake of the agitated feeling everything wasn't okay with Squall's rival, and the questions like 'were are Fujin and Raijin?" kept popping up in his head.
~~~
So how about it…please tell me if it sucks or if I should re-write it…but be gentle^_^;; I'm new at this (okay, such a bad excuse) Do you think Zell and Seifer OOC? Please R&R!
Thanx
