For the record; I do not own the characters from final fantasy vii. Never will. Warning: Yaoi ahead; you were warned.
To Come Full Circle
Chapter Two
Seifer has lived the last several months in Fisherman's Horizon. It is about the only place that excepts him since the Lunar Call killed so many people; however, he had brought it on under the influence of Ultimacia. He couldn't hate them for not understantding. Since the war, he has helped establish the populace of Fisherman's Horizon as an International builders firm. They have since rebuilt Trebia as a great city and several of the other cities influenced by the Lunar Call; however, he can not escape the past that he was, unfortunately, destined to lead.
Seifer stands in front of his board of trusties as he prepares to retire himself as head of FHIBF. "Does everyone understand their tasks for the next several months?" There is an over all affirmation from the members of the board. "I am stepping down as head of this organization." "What?...Why?...How come?"; are the overall questions of the board members. "QUIET" "Thanks Fujin. It is much appreciated…. To continue…. I am proud of the organization that "I" We have built together; however, I am no longer in the position to lead you anymore. I have established Fujin and Raijin as my successors. They will continue to lead you in the bath that "I" we have established. I will keep in check with the company's progresses and agendas. I leave you in good hands." A prominent board member raises his hand. "Yes?" "Where will you go?... I don't mean to pry; however, isn't your unexceptance by society the reason that landed you here?" Fujin starts to head in the general direction of the outlandishly brave speaker; but Seifer gives her the signal not to strike. "It is a fair question. "Not that it is any of your business." I have unfinished business with an old colleague of mine. I hope to reestablish myself in society threw him. He has a job opportunity that I just can't pass up. Please forgive my short notice in the matter; I hope you all understand. This meeting is adjourned."
Seifer leaves as quickly as possible; "Before any of those morons asked me anymore questions they had no business asking." Barely catching the last train out of FH, Seifer heads to Winn Hill. He had organized a first class ticket for the trip; he doesn't like the controversy he always gets while traveling. "I am not afraid of controversy; I just don't like people and prefer a private car." Seifer uses the time to his advantage and meditates on how he will gain his former best friend and rival to trust him again. It had started months ago; he just couldn't stop thinking about him. The way his hand felt when he would help him to his feet. The way he always smelled like the first spring rain; even after an intense work out or battle. "If only I could tell him how I felt. Fuck, I am Seifer Fuckin' Almasy, I'm not afraid of anything. Why can't I just get over myself and do it…. I'm even beginning to think like him. Damn my inner monologues!" Seifer continues to beat the shit out of himself internally for abandoning the only person he ever cared about. He quickly finds himself asleep.
"Seifer…. I have loved you my entire life…. I want you and no one else." "Squall?...Are you ok?" "Yes…Better now that you are here with me; let me help you get a little more comfortable." "Squall…What the hell are you… Oh...OH…OHHHHH…"
"Fucking Hell!" Seifer awakes to find that his very, very wet dream had been just that; a dream. "I need to get control of myself" "If not, I am likely to jump his ass as soon as I see him."
"BING"…"The train will be stopping at station 003A; it is our Final stop…Please gather you things and head towards the nearest exit…Thank you for traveling with us"…"BING"
After arriving in Winn Hill late in the evening, in the rain, he walks to the one place he knows Squall will be. The place Squall would refer to so fondly when describing during their childhood days at the orphanage. "I can't believe how anxious I am. I am so nervous; why am I Fuckin' nervous?"
After asking the hotel owner where Raine's was, he quickly headed for his destination. "I always knew the Ice Prince was sentimental." After arriving, he could only watch Squall as he cleaned up. He initially arrived while he was on the phone. "I just didn't want to interrupt. What the Fuck? When have I ever cared about interrupting anyone? Get your ass in there and talk to him." Finally, he gets the courage to knock on the door…
Squall starts to button his fly as he heads for the door. "Who the Hell?" Squall opens the door to find the last person on the planet he expected it to be. "Hey, How…have you been?...I…" The blonde oaf mutters in the cold rain. "What the hell are you doing here?" "I..." "You have some nerve." Squall quickly interrupts. "I…you know, I really have missed that expression of yours." "Where the hell did that just come from?" The poor blonde retorts to himself after the damage was already done. "Why are you here?" Squall asks, giving Seifer a change to speak for once. "You were looking for a manager to look over your new orphanage?" "I don't think so." Squall starts to slam the door in Seifer's face; When suddenly the blonde takes a stand and bars the door. "I know you are still sore about everything. You know I wouldn't ever do you any true harm; even if that bitch had me under her control." "…." Squall thinks for a minute before asking…"Why do you want the position?" "I want a chance to regain our friendship." "I can't believe he is feeding me this bullshit. Does he even hear himself when he talks?" "You saw right threw that, …didn't you? …I need the opportunity to clear my name, and your project happens to be the perfect opportunity." "At least he is being honest for once. Would you like to have a drink?" Squall asks as he unbars the door. "I just about thought you were never going to ask." "What an asshole." "Was that look really necessary?" "What look?" "The look you give me whenever I am making an ass of myself." "How the hell does he do that?" "Because I know you better than you know yourself. You are locked up in your Ice Palace, and I am the only one with a blow torch." "….Whatever" "Is that how this interview is going to be?"
Seifer and Squall sit down over a bottle of whiskey and some diet coke to talk about the future aspects of the Winn Hill Orphanage. Squall decides to allow Seifer to manage the orphanage under one condition. Everything must be approved by him before going threw with anything. Seifer soon agrees, after negotiating the fact becomes futile. Squall, after all, is a brick wall when it comes down to anything regarding something as important as this.
"I really have missed our conversations." Retorts a blonde who has had a few too many. "What conversations? All we ever do is fight?" "I can't believe you would degrade it like that." "What do you mean?" "Don't you see that we are two sides of the same coin? You're the bottom and I'm the top;…so to speak." "Like two sides of the same coin." "So you get it?" "What are you talking about? I think you need to sleep off what you drank. We can talk further tomorrow." "Whatever you say…Princess." "Did you make reservations at the hotel?" "You are going to turn away and ole friend?" "An old friend who has tortured me and killed on numerous occasions." "How can I ever make it up to you if you don't trust me?" "Do you realize that all actions have repercussions, even if they weren't initially willed." The blonde man starts to whimper at the thought of it all. "…I am sorry for the pain I have caused you…and everyone else…I…I only wished to be granted the chance to truly make up for it…truly." "I can't believe I am falling for this shit." The blonde, realizing he had just won the hand, started to perk up. "So…can I stay here for the night?" "You can sleep on the floor. I only have one bed." "Wha…" Squall glares at Seifer with ill intent. "Right, the floor then."
Chapter Two is a bit longer than the first chapter. I am not going to always update this story so quickly; I will try to make the next chapter longer though. Please review. No Yaoi haters you; were warned.