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"You were great out there." Gavin grinned as he patted Squall's shoulder when the young star would off the stage, a small frown adorning his lovely face.
"Yeah, sure..." The brunet shrugged, "I want to get out of here."
Gavin shook his head sternly, a smile on his face, "You promised you will stay for the party. Comon, Squallie, it's yours anyway. Why would you wanna miss your own party?"
"HomoSin! Nice show, darling." One of the staff called somewhere deeper into the staff quarters.
"That's why." Squall snorted and walked into his persona room, followed by his bodyguard, Gavin.
"You promised, Squall."
HomoSin stood for Homosexual Singer…and that was only the first of the many nicknames he had earned the past two years since he had begun his singing career.
"Yeah, whatever."
Gavin sighed; glad Squall was going to keep his word. No one said it was going to be some enjoyable feat but Squall had to do what he had to do.
"Anyway, you don't have to stay for the whole"
"Hi ya SinGay…the party is in ten minutes, hope you have the guts to stay to the last minute. Although a sissy like you"
"Get the fuck out, you worthless swine." Gavin roared as he rushed to defend a seemingly deaf brunet.
The employee snickered before he escaped Gavin's death glare. "You really should defend yourself once in a while, you know."
"Yeah, I guess." Squall sat at the vanity mirror and smoothed back his silky, chocolate strands away from his delicate face. "Did you spot Ellone out there in the crowd?" Squall asked, referring to his sister.
"Yeah, she was with some blonde guy." Gavin said with disgust.
Squall snorted, "This is discrimination, you know."
Gavin grinned and plopped down on a sofa, "I guess it's my turn to say 'Yeah whatever'."
Squall rolled his grey eyes. Gavin hated blondes of all kinds. His black hair fell to his face and he shrugged, blue eyes strikingly sharp, "Blondes think too much of themselves."
"Yeah?" Squall sighed and stood up, the muscles in his abdomen tightening as he prepared to attend his party.
"Relax, Squall…it's not going to be so bad."
"You always say that…and you're always wrong." Squall spat in pathetic annoyance.
Gavin grinned, "Yeah, well…since your sister is with a blonde, I suppose you are right. You know…now that I think about it you really don't have to go through the trouble to attend a boring party after all, eh?"
"Racist." Squall muttered jokingly as he walked by his protector to the party hall, his stomach clenching as he heard music and voices nearing.
"Baby, why don't you do me?"
"Go fuck yourself." Gavin retorted as a "fan" of Squall's purred from behind them.
Squall sighed and downed his third glass of wine in the first hour still.
"Squall!" Ellone threw herself into her brother's 'closed' arms. The older brunette kissed Squall's cheeks and held his hands, "There is someone I want you to meet!"
"Yay." Squall said with anything but enthusiasm outlining his soft voice.
Gavin frowned and Ellone brightened as the blonde stepped foreword, "Hi, I'm Seifer…Seifer Almasy."
"Squall Leonhart…now that the intros have been made, how about you and Miss Ellone here go have a cup of champagne…without Squall?" Gavin snapped as Seifer's emerald eyes studied Squall's face with a tad too much interest.
"Gavin…you really are edgy today. Anyway, he was a classmate of mine three years ago…and we got separated but look, he's back."
"Great." Squall looked over the blonde's shoulder for his manager. He needed to get out of here.
"Squall," Seifer said, ignoring Gavin's intrusion, "Your sister speaks high of you. You did great tonight."
"He knows that, macho." Gavin growled.
Green eyes narrowed as they locked gazes challengingly with blue ones, "Yeah, and from his performance about an hour ago I also concluded he has a tongue of his own, so stop butting in."
Squall sighed and turned to finally give the blonde some attention, frowning in the process, "Please excuse Gavin's annoyance…Blonde's get on his nerves."
Seifer smiled, "Well, isn't it an honor…you actually paid me some attention. I've been watching you the past hour, and I did happen to notice I am the first this evening who was able to get a word out of that hot mouth of yours."
"Get lost bastard!" Gavin stepped forward but Squall stilled him with a hand on the bigger man's shoulder, "Gavin, please…"
The raven-haired man snorted, "Fine. I'll get you a glass of punch."
With a last dirty look at the blonde, Gavin excused himself and walked off. Squall sighed and massaged his forehead.
"Do you have a headache?" Seifer smiled tenderly.
Squall frowned at the look in the older blonde's eyes.
Seifer was a good foot taller than Squall and obviously double his strength. The brunet wasn't exactly weak but the blonde's obvious muscles and tuned body made him seem helpless. Needless to say the blonde was making him nervous without even trying.
"You didn't answer his question, Squall."
Ellone chuckled.
The brunet shook his head, more to clear his thoughts than to answer the question.
Seifer sighed, "You sure look like you're enjoying yourself."
The brunet shrugged.
"You want to dance?" Seifer offered a hopeful look in his expressive jade eyes.
The brunet opened his mouth, mainly o decline, but his overprotective guardian appeared out of nowhere, "No thank you. Why not dance with Ellone or something."
"What the hell…where did you come from? Anyway I wasn't asking you, 'macho'… I was asking Squall."
"That's endearing, but my limited eye-sight tells me Squall is tired and not in the mood."
"Really? Well my unlimited eyesight tells me he is bored and in the mood."
"Oh yeah?" Gavin countered, "I know him better than you and I know you aren't worthy to dance with."
"My…is that jealousy I hear in your voice or do you always act like a mother hen?" Seifer chuckled coldly.
"Who are you calling a chicken, you dumb blonde."
"What the hell do you have against blondes anyway…black-ass hair."
"Heh…now he's cussin…did you get angry baby boy?" Gavin mocked.
Seifer took a step foreword when Ellone finally chirped, "Guys…the object of your fight has disappeared."
Seifer and Gavin both turned to where Squall had stood moments before.
"Stupid blonde didn't even notice that Squall had gone." Forcing the punch glass into the blonde's arms, Gavin turned to the stage, hoping that standing on a higher platform would help him find his charge.
Seifer growled as some droplets of red punch splattered on his neck and hands.
Ellone chuckled and turned to leave, "I'll find myself some dance partner." Seifer shrugged as he headed to the bathroom, praying that on his way he would bump into some punk who would help him vent his anger, and not noticing the tiny, envious glare that was sent in his direction.
