Title: Seifer's Demon

Warnings: This will be a Seifer and Squall relationship eventually.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters Squall, Seifer, Quistis, Zell and so on (I really can't be bothered to name them all and I think you get the picture anyway.) they belong to Square enix.

Chapter 1

Squall's pov

I saw it standing in the corridor looking lost. My intent was to walk past, there are better people to look after a child then I. One being Quistis who is following at my heels while warming her lungs with muttering various grumbles which upon reaching me will find a higher pitch.

Unfortunately the midget size being has a different idea. Which leaves me with a tight leg warmer standing in front of ahighly amused Quistis. The only benefit at this point is Quistis is now in a good mood.

"Get it off me." Trying to shake it off my leg and ignore Quistis' laughter. Glaring at her, mutes her laughter and I redirect my glare toward the creature clutching to my leg. There's no effect but an owlish blink of it's large green eyes before tightening his grip, figures that Seifer's demon would be one of the few who have immunity.

Giving in to pity, Quistis bends so she's at level with the tiny blonde demon firmly attached to my leg. "Come on sweety, let go and I'll take you to your father."

"Go with the nice lady and I'm sure she'll get you some cookies." Following Quistis example,the falsely encouraging words grating on my nerves to no objective as the demon shakes his head against my leg. "lollies?" My voice getting unsure, I've used all my knowledge I have on this sub-species of human. It shakes its head again.

"Hyne, ask and you'll get it," Getting desperate. "What does he want?"

"Your leg." Quistis smirks at me telling me she thinks I deserved this, which is not helping.

Shooting Quistis a glare I bend to physically pry the demon off my leg. I pry one hand then the other and tickle him under his arms. The brat lets go with a loud howl of laughter wiggling on the ground. He scowls at me from his place on the before scrambling to his feet and diving for my leg again sinking his puggy fingers into my pants in an unyeilding grip. Attempting to peal him off again and he stares at me with an innocent look of bewilderment like I'm doing something wrong. I pull him off by his arms and dangles like a monkey clutching tightly tothe hands holding him up before I lower him gently to the ground shaking my hands free.

The small demon looks up at Quistis before turning large sorrowful greem eyes to me,he's so much like his father's. I know this is a time to make a run for it but unable to put actions to my thought. He pounces as if sensing my inability with a triumph "A ah!"

"Let go" I growl.

"No!" It shouts back.

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Lionheart." I snarl to Quistis. Her eyes become unbearily wide then narrow in a clear sign of anger.

"Squall!" I lower my eyes, with all my training I've been taught that once exhausting all options to resort to aggression.

"Take him to his father." Quistis give me her superior look, I have to refrain myself asking 'like this?' knowing it will only sound pathetic and recieve another smug look

"Looks like you found another admire Squall. This ones not quite as subtle as the others."

"No Quistis. I'd put this somewhere in the middle." Quistis blushes and I frown and rub the scar in the middle of my face remembering one of my passionate stalkers.

This wasn't good; I haven't seen Seifer in ages. He'd got transferred to Balamb Garden a few months ago when he got a promotion. I went to his welcome party and said hello but only seen him in passing since. Seifer is going to laugh his pants off; I can already see less brave people snickering at their commander's step drag progress to Seifer's office.

I sigh. I'm lost. I only have a vague idea where Seifer's office is. I look down at the demon; it looks so much like his father. Hmm, Mini Seifer the only difference was the hairstyle which kind-of resembled mine only shorter. The demon sensing my dilemma holds out a hand pointing down the corridor to my left. If it knew it's way why does it need me?

"Thank you." I rotate left and step-drag past six doors when he nods to stop. Knocking lightly and stepping through I see Seifer sitting in a large black chair with his back to me yelling at someonewith thephone to his ear. This would have been a great time for the demon to jump off my leg and run to his father with glee like in those sappy movies when a lost child is reunited with family.

"You better get out there looking for him." He growls.

"I don't care if you've already looked for him. You can look for him again." There was a pause. "I don't want apologies. I want my son. Now get out and start looking."

Seifer clicks the phone off angrily then slumps into the chair. The parasite with an unshakable hold on my leg must mean a lot to Seifer judging by the tension in his body. The chair flys back knocking into the table with a dull thud.

"What do you want Leonhart? I'm busy." No long time no see or nor even suspicion on why the Commander would visit ateacher, this has always been the extent of Seifer's manners.

"Lost something?" I ask. "It found me." I state pointedly look down. Following on gaze sees his little demon grinning proudly while cuddling my leg and as predicted he throws his head back and clutches his stomach as he roars with laugher. Eventually pans out to a low chuckle, tears still glistening in his eyes.

"Finished? Now, get your demon off my leg."

"Okay just hold on a second." He walks behind his desk and rummaging around in one of the draws for what I hoped was a short stick. He found what he was looking for and his smirk turned into a huge grin that I know is at my expense.

Click. Flash. Click. Flash. Clink. Flash.

(revised 1st August 2005)