Author's Notes: The drabbles and vignettes that follow will not be in any sort of order, but will follow whatever my muse feels like writing about at the time, as per usual with me. This storyline is partly based on a random Seiner idea I had one day, but the idea itself came out of a fake theory I came up with when I was younger. Basically the idea is that what if, instead of memories being subjective like we know they are, it really meant you were in a parallel universe if you remembered something differently from somebody else? And that of course led to the idea of what would happen if you ended up in a universe that wasn't quite so parallel.

The first person to correctly guess who Hayner's brother is will get an extra point for their review! Heather, you're not allowed, since you betaed it. xD

I don't really know how mature this is going to turn out, but I'm rating it M because damnit, what's the point of a Seiner if you don't get a little action between the two of them? In terms of dark themes and that sort of thing, I haven't decided how far to go with the "bad universe" or with the concept of the other Hayner. Suffice it to say that there won't be anything really nasty. Oh, and if you couldn't tell, THIS WILL HAVE SLASH. Love that Seiner.

The Way It Turned Out

"Do you ever wish you could go back to the way things used to be?"

"Hm?" Hayner was only half paying attention to Seifer's voice; the rest of his focus was on the way the older boy's fingers were sifting through his hair.

"You know, the parallel universe you came from. Do you wish you could go back?" Seifer's voice was soft, but when Hayner opened his eyes all the way, he saw that the other boy looked very serious.

"I… don't know," Hayner admitted, shifting slightly in his position with his head in Seifer's lap. They were on the couch in his living room, alone for once. "This… this universe is better, but I sometimes worry that it's not where I'm supposed to be. And I don't know what happened to the Hayner who was here originally. Did he go where I came from? It doesn't seem fair."

Seifer shook his head. "I wouldn't worry about that."

"What do you mean?"

Sighing, the older blond pulled his legs up onto the couch and shifted their positions until he was lying against Hayner's back. "I mean that I don't think he liked it here. We were fighting a lot—actually fighting, I mean, not just sparring for fun. I was about ready to break up with him if he didn't get it together."

Hayner smiled faintly. "I guess it must've confused you a lot when I showed up and suddenly everything was great again."

"Shit, you have no idea. I walk into the room ready to punch his face in and you just stare up at me with that shocked expression on your face and say my name in that breathy voice you know turns me on—"

"I didn't know that at the time! Besides, I couldn't think very far beyond 'why is Seifer in my room looking like the god of sex?' " Hayner tilted his head enough so that their faces were touching and he could nuzzle the other boy's nose. "And then you jumped me and I really couldn't think of anything else."

Seifer shook his head. "Enough reminiscing. The point is, the other Hayner's probably happy to have a shitty life, not like he ever appreciated the one he had here. Everybody talks about how much nicer you are now, you know."

Hayner choked, nearly hitting their foreheads together. Seifer managed to sneak a hand between their faces to push him away before either of them got hurt. "People talk about me being nice? That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. The only thing stupider would be calling you nice."

"I'm actually not kidding. Hayner, when you hit people it's because they deserve it. The other one? He'd do it for shits and giggles." Seifer removed his hand from Hayner's face and tugged on the other boy's chin until they were facing each other again. "Your friends adore you. Fuu and Rai adore you! Do you have any idea how hard it is to get Fuu to like you? It's like we got a defective model of you before, and now we've got the one with all the five-star reviews."

"That is the dumbest metaphor I've ever heard," said Hayner, smirking.

Seifer flicked his nose. "Pretty sure it was a simile, but that's not the point. I just want to know that you love us as much as we all love you."

"I love you. The others can go fuck somebody else. I'm monogamous." Hayner jerked away, still smirking, before his boyfriend could flick him on the nose again. "Okay, but seriously, I would hate to go back there. I don't know what I'd do if this whole thing reversed."

"Pretty sure a universe jump only works one way, especially one this massive, so you're good."

Hayner sighed and closed his eyes in contentment as Seifer wrapped his arms around the younger boy's waist and pulled him closer. "D'you ever wonder how many times the little jumps happen? Like maybe you're kissing a different Hayner every day, but you would never know?"

"I try not to," said Seifer, his breath hot against the back of Hayner's neck. "I didn't understand most of that unit anyway, so it's not too hard to ignore it."

Hayner chuckled, then moaned when he felt Seifer's teeth against the same part of his neck. "Don't you dare leave a mark, Mom will kill me. And then you."

Seifer smirked—Hayner could feel it against his skin—and replaced the teeth with gentle lips. Hayner was just sliding into bliss when the sound of the front door slamming made him jump so hard he tumbled off the couch, dragging Seifer with him because the other boy's arms were still wrapped around him.

"Fuck, Hayner, you said your brother wouldn't be home till late!"