[Asphyxia]

LolitaUlliel10

Disclaimer: All Final Fantasy VIII characters belong to Square Enix.

Warning: Contains mature content and adult themes.

Yaoi.

Chapter Two:

It was 12:00 o'clock the next morning. There was little to no recollection of what had happened the night before. Coming and going thoughts that nagged at Seifer every so often. There was no feeling, no voices, no sound but the tiny ticks of the clock hanging above his bed. The room was silent and so were his thoughts.

'What do I do today?'

What do you do when every morning brings nothing but the promise of a meaningless tomorrow?

The question was getting old. Seifer would do what he did every morning. Make his bed while the smell of brewing black coffee filled the air and watch the birds outside his window prance from rooftop to rooftop.

He sat on the edge of his bed, gazing for what seemed like hours at the sky. His coffee would become lukewarm sitting in his palms, bland, and then tasteless.

Monotony and routine had begun to bury the blonde alive. The days grew disgustingly long and boring. The people were all the same. The situations, the drugs, the money, it meant nothing anymore. Every time Seifer attempted to put himself out there he would find himself in the same vicious cycle. He'd meet a beautiful girl with one hungry hand searching for his heart and the other in search of his wallet. These girls, they were all the same.

'I… thought you loved me?'

He shook the coming thoughts from taking him over. A mixture of anger and sadness attacked him. The feeling was all too familiar. And instead he ran from the bed and made his way into the kitchen. He threw the remaining contents from his cup into the sink and dropped the mug down onto the counter.

'It's happened.' His eyes widened.

He felt a sharp pain stab through his heart. It was a mental pain, but it left a physical after burn. He gripped the edge of the counter and let his face drop into his palms. He was vulnerable and alone.

'I promised myself I'd never let her ruin my life…'

Seifer pressed his face deep into his hands, wanting to disappear, sobbing uncontrollably. The ticking of the wall clock was not the only sound in the room any longer.

"Hurry up! You're going to waste all of it! It's my favorite shade of pink!" a young girl whined behind a teal haired girl.

"Oh shut up," the girl in the mirror smiled as she applied the soft pink lip color. "You just don't want anyone to use it because Squally said it was his favorite." The woman laughed.

"Ah!...I…don't…" the younger girl choked out. She was flustered just about the same color as the lipstick. Her hair was dyed a faux candy teal to match the color of her contacts. Her eyes were made up with a contour of purple and baby blue eye shadow with just a hint of glitter. False eyelashes and just the right lipstick color would have finished up the look just right if the other girl would hurry up.

"I see the way you look at him nana, it's downright disgusting."

The younger girl thumbed through a magazine that was left on the vanity, not really paying attention.

"You're mistaken, I don't even look at him…" She was breathing hard.

The older woman with the long bright red hair turned in her seat, smacking her lips together as she closed the lipstick tube with a slight pop. "Oh please. You're horribly transparent. You know you're not the only one." She laughed.

The teal headed girl looked up, "What are you talking about?" she inquired, not really wanting to hear Elizabeth's reply.

"Most of the girls that work here, are only working here because they all want to get their fangs on Mr. Mystery upstairs. Pretty much every girl wants to get in his pants. Excluding the lezzies of course."

Elizabeth laughed knowing the conversation would irritate the younger girl.

Nana snatched the tube away from Elizabeth's hands and Sat down at the vanity beside the other woman. "I'm not one of those girls Liz. Just because everyone likes him doesn't mean I do. I have bills to pay and I'm having trouble finding decent work. This was my only option."

'It's a lie.'

The red haired girl simply smiled and turned back to her reflection. "I don't want to know your reasons, we're all in the same boat. I only do it because I have nothing better to do on the weekends." She chuckled and picked up her eyeliner.

"I barely finished high school, and I don't care to work in some boring office. But if there is anything I know, it's the hungry look of a girl in love."

Nana clenched her fists under the table. 'Who does she think she is?'

"The reason you work here is because you've fallen stupidly in love with Squall. On stage you take your clothes off, not for the dirty old men that come to see you, but for Squall, hoping one day he'll notice your naked little figure. am I ri-"

SLAP.

"You don't know a god damn thing about me Elizabeth! Keep your mouth shut about things you don't understand!" Nana spat, running out angrily from the dimly lit room.

Elizabeth sat at her vanity with her hand holding her face. Her cheek had swollen from impact. Her blank expression turned into a bitter smile.

'You little slut.'

The red head stood from her seat and slipped off her robe. 'I'll make you regret ever seeing Squall.'

Seifer thumbed through his address book, not really looking for anyone in particular. He was seated at a small glass-topped table outside at Luke's Bistro just a few blocks from his apartment. The city was always awake but never truly alive like the way it was at night. Here he felt at home amongst the strange and beautiful people passing and going. This is only place he was ever really comfortable.

"Stop ignoring me ay?" A voice interrupted Seifer's thought.

The blonde looked up from his book to see the young boy in front of him twirling the little black straw in his drink. He was frowning, his eyes not bothering to meet his.

"What's wrong with you Seifer? You're never like this. It's getting annoying. I thought you called me so we could have fun?"

Seifer rolled his eyes and faked a smile. "Calm down kiddo, I'm just looking to see who we can call so we can get together tonight, I don't really feel like being alone.

Zell smiled wide, "Are we going to have a party!? OH c'mon, that would be so much fun! Let's throw something dirty in your apartment, Invite the girls over!"

Seifer scrunched his nose at the idea, He wasn't very fond of letting people into his home besides his best friend Zell and the dozen of random girls that came wobbling in every couple of nights. But maybe that's what he needed. A big distraction. The mess would promise him something to do the next morning. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea after all.

"Call the hoes and I'll call the moes and It'll be a really big thing! We'll have champagne and we'll get the hot tub on and we'll see what happens."

Zell, if you haven't been able to tell by now, was the only homosexual Seifer was able to stand. Zell's father who was also a very wealthy man was business partners with Seifer's father. And so the two boys were together since childhood. Zell was the only thing Seifer ever had to a brother and he accepted him, gay or not. The company was more than welcome.

Seifer reclined in his seat and grabbed his phone from his pocket and let it slide across the table.

"Go for it."

Zell let out a little cheer and grabbed the phone, quicker than he could speak began to press the buttons on the small keyboard. "I'm going to get you drunk or laid if not both and you're going to get over this grumpy business. It's not healthy for you."

"I'm just tired." Seifer groaned.

Zell pursed his lips to the side and shook his head, his attention still focused on the phone. "No, I know you better than this. You're being a Debby Downer and no one likes that bitch so you need to relax tonight."

Zell hit the send button on the phone and smiled, his attention returning to the much stronger and taller blonde. "What the hell are you doing what's so tiring anyway? You don't work and you don't have a girlfriend. There's absolutely no reason for you to be acting this way."

Seifer ignored the boy and grabbed his drink off the table, chewing on the straw, he let his eyes wander around the restaurant, looking at the groups of people coming in and the couples holding hands and laughing. Was that what he needed? A girlfriend? No woman was capable of holding Seifer's interest for more than a night. The idea of a girlfriend was ridiculous to him.

"I don't need a gir-" he spoke, abruptly stopping his statement.

And there he was.

Standing at the entrance, tall, slender, shoulder length hair the color of honey and chocolate. His skin was pale, and even with the distance between him the stormy blue eyes with the faint hues of silver framing were so captivating. He wore a simple black button up shirt with a dark denim pant and thick black boots. A thing silver chain hung from his front belt loop to his pocket. A group of girls, all eccentric with colored hair and rainbow makeup following not to far behind the alluring figure.

They all talked loudly and laughed so much so that the other people in the bistro couldn't help but stare. Where they looking at the same thing he was?

'Why am I staring?' The thought was lost in the movements of the boy across the room.

He heard Zell's familiar voice, "You see! You're ignoring me again!" and blocked it out.

Seifer realized the figure that was holding his attention was indeed a man, but why was it stopping him so? He didn't resemble a woman at all. He had a different sense of beauty. One much greater than the most beautiful woman he'd ever lay his eyes on. It was an innocence he decided. Like that of virgin snow or blooming roses. The cheesy comparisons came flooding into his mind and made him quickly turn around and refocus his attention on his companion.

"Look over there Zell."

The blonde boy forgot he was angry and turned to look past Seifer. "What am I supposed to be looking at?" he huffed.

Seifer pointed in their direction and smiled. "That group of girls over there with the colored hair and short cocktail dresses. I want you to go over there and invite that entire group over there to the party tonight."

Zell smiled, "Oh my goodness, is this a challenge?" the blonde cocked an eyebrow.

Seifer half smirked, "Yeah, If you're up to it." He laughed, knowing full well Zell was already thinking up ways to win them over.

Zell stood from his seat and straightened out his fitted vest and tie, "When I get back they're going to be in love with me and you'll have all these hot messes at your party."

Seifer laughed aloud patted Zell as he walked by him.

Hopefully Zell would be right in getting all these girls to fall for him. But there was only one person he was really interested in meeting.

TBC

I'm sorry if the story hasn't picked up so far. I'm having trouble thinking up ways to happen. I didn't really want there to be original characters in here because I know the readers wouldn't much care for them but I want to put lots of situations in the story as opposed to just the one that centers around our two main characters. Bare with me please?

Please forgive me for making Zell beyond gay haha, I think it suits him for my story. Next chapter you'll finally get two see Squall and Seifer interact!

Please comment&review!

Much love.