Endings: Chapter 4
Disclaimer: Yadda yadda…you know the usual disclaimer. They aren't mine, they never will be. The more I think about it the more depressed I get. *Sigh*
Sunshine spilled across the streets as people bustled by, laughing, talking, having a good time. It was like the world was on mute. Things went by, people's mouths moved and yet nothing…there was nothing that he heard. His mind was lost in the confines of the candlelit room, the smell of flame and the gentle breeze running through his hair. Around him his friends chattered to each other, enjoying the day of free time that they got. But the only person that he could see was smiling at him. Violet eyes sparkling with mischief, radiating a predatory sense that he could not escape no matter how he tried.
Squall turned his eyes to Zell for the hundredth time today. His brows creased slightly as he watched the blonde scuff his sneakers along the sidewalk, hands in his pockets, eyes staring intently at the ground as if the entire world was down there and not flourishing around him. Chocolate brown eyes darkened as he slowed his pace, letting Quistis and Selphie pass him as they chattered on about something…Squall hadn't been paying attention anyway. His feet stopped moving for the briefest second till the rhythmic scuff of Zell's feet came closer. With a raised eyebrow, he began to walk in time with the solemn blonde, his boots beginning a mock scuff against the sidewalk. After what seemed to Squall like hours, he let out a sigh, his boots still scuffing along the ground. If he doesn't notice soon…I'm going to have to buy a new pair of shoes. Finally, his reached out a hand and tapped the blonde on the shoulder.
Zell jumped as he felt the tap, his blue eyes widening as he raised them from the sidewalk. His heart skipped a beat as he saw who had tapped on his shoulder. Not the mysterious violet-eyed person from his dreams, no…not that…but Squall. Oh my god…His mind flipped back to the room, the touch, the slaps, the pain, and the words. Involuntarily he flinched but tried to cover it up as he took a small step away from Squall. Stop it, Zell. It was a dream. He let out a mental snort at that. Lately, he had heard that excuse more than he had been conscious of. It was several seconds before the small blonde realized that Squall was saying his name.
"Uh…. yeah? Squall?" He tried a small embarrassed smile.
The fine eyebrow arched as the brunette watched him closely, his lips quirked to the side. "Took you long enough…I was beginning to wonder if you were still asleep."
"Oh…I'm awake," Zell replied with a small sarcastic laugh.
"Really? Well, you could have fooled me." His boots began moving along the sidewalk again, knowing that the sneakers were soon to follow. "So, what is going on, Zell? You look less than thrilled to be out on the town with your friends…having a good time." Those lips quirked again, "Well, you might have forgotten that part." He glanced over at the blonde through silken strands of brown hair.
Zell laughed as he glanced up at Squall, moving his feet a little more lively as he walked alongside his friend. "Gee, how could I ever forget that?!" His eyes sparkled as he pulled his hands out of his pockets, trying to at least seem like he's having a good time. A bemused expression crossed Squall's face as he turned to look at Zell straight on.
"You're evading the question…"
"Oh," blue eyes clouded for a second before he pushed it away, "you were actually asking?"
"Yes," Squall laughed, "did it not sound like a question? Because you know I've been working on this whole being social thing. Quistis told me that speaking in tones is better at getting my point across." He smirks, "I could still be out of practice, but I'm pretty sure that was a question."
Zell laughed, his voice sounding through the air, lighting up the day like the sunshine. "No, no…you had the tone…I guess I just wasn't paying attention. So, why don't you try it again." His blue eyes turned to look up at brown eyes.
" I think I can do that…" Squall cleared his throat, "So, what is going on, Zell?" He looked expectantly at the blonde. Zell froze in his thoughts, not really knowing how to answer the question. He began to feel a twinge somewhere inside of him. What do I tell him? His heart beat a little faster, wanting to confess to Squall the dreams that had kept him awake for the past two weeks. Tell him about the violet eyes, the pushing, and the voice that caressed his psyche, persuading him to open his eyes, to see. His brow furrowed slightly. He wanted to tell his friend everything, but something was stopping him. The harsh words from the last dream slapping him in the face. Does he hate me? He winced once more before he blinked his eyes looking up at Squall. I can't tell him…A smile plastered over his lips, his face molding into a mask.
"Nothing. I was just thinking about the work I have when we get back from this day of fun…" He looked into those chocolate eyes, praying to Hyne that Squall would bite.
Squall nodded his head, "I know what you mean…" He smiled at the small blonde, lifting his hand to brush his hair out of his face. "I've been thinking about it to." He touched the blonde's shoulder gently, almost briefly, like a brush of wind. "But…today is for fun…so forget it." He laughs to himself, "God, Selphie's rubbing off…" He groans and rubs his forehead.
A real smile curved on Zell's lips. "Yeah, she has a bad habit of doing that." As if on cue, the energetic girl let out a small screech of excitement and pointed to the window of a store.
"Look at that!!!" She giggled and turned bright eyes turned to look at the rest of the group. "We are so going in!" Her hand reached out and grabbed Quistis's hand and Irvine's, pulling them into the store before a word of protest passed their lips. Squall laughed as well and looked over his shoulder at Zell.
"Guess we shouldn't lose them…" He rolled his eyes and moved into the store as well.
Zell was alone on the street, watching his friends through the window of the store. He smiles softly to himself. He's right…stop thinking about it and enjoy the day with your friends. He nodded to himself as he started toward the door.
He stopped, his heart picking up. Something was watching him. He could feel the eyes on his back. His brow furrowed as he turned his head to look behind him. Nothing. People walking, birds, sun, a slight breeze. But there was nothing that didn't belong there and yet…He moved his feet, turning in a small circle as he looked for whatever it was that was sending the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Then he heard the soft whisper pass his ear, brushing over his mind. It's the wind…just the wind…He shook his head, trying to push the feeling away but the whisper was all too familiar. As was the feeling of the eyes. He wanted to scream, lash out, and fight. Leave me alone…please LEAVE ME ALONE! That was when he felt the crackling sensation, like lightening moving up his arm and in the back of his mind he remembered the feeling from the dream last night. His blue eyes widened. I won't look down. It's not real. None of this is happening. Just turn around Zell and enjoy your day. He bit his lip, ignoring the tickling sensation on his arm, the feel of the eyes still watching him, and turned to head to the store.
His mouth fell open as he stared up into violet eyes…
Author's Notes:
Guys I am so sorry if this is confusing you! *laughs* It's kind of confusing me as well. Sorry again, that this took me so long to get up, just in case anyone was actually reading this story! *laughs again* But, here it is…and I think I need help on where I should go with this…so if anyone wants to give their two cents I would be more than grateful!
Hopefully, I can get the next part up faster…keep your fingers crossed.
Disclaimer: Yadda yadda…you know the usual disclaimer. They aren't mine, they never will be. The more I think about it the more depressed I get. *Sigh*
Sunshine spilled across the streets as people bustled by, laughing, talking, having a good time. It was like the world was on mute. Things went by, people's mouths moved and yet nothing…there was nothing that he heard. His mind was lost in the confines of the candlelit room, the smell of flame and the gentle breeze running through his hair. Around him his friends chattered to each other, enjoying the day of free time that they got. But the only person that he could see was smiling at him. Violet eyes sparkling with mischief, radiating a predatory sense that he could not escape no matter how he tried.
Squall turned his eyes to Zell for the hundredth time today. His brows creased slightly as he watched the blonde scuff his sneakers along the sidewalk, hands in his pockets, eyes staring intently at the ground as if the entire world was down there and not flourishing around him. Chocolate brown eyes darkened as he slowed his pace, letting Quistis and Selphie pass him as they chattered on about something…Squall hadn't been paying attention anyway. His feet stopped moving for the briefest second till the rhythmic scuff of Zell's feet came closer. With a raised eyebrow, he began to walk in time with the solemn blonde, his boots beginning a mock scuff against the sidewalk. After what seemed to Squall like hours, he let out a sigh, his boots still scuffing along the ground. If he doesn't notice soon…I'm going to have to buy a new pair of shoes. Finally, his reached out a hand and tapped the blonde on the shoulder.
Zell jumped as he felt the tap, his blue eyes widening as he raised them from the sidewalk. His heart skipped a beat as he saw who had tapped on his shoulder. Not the mysterious violet-eyed person from his dreams, no…not that…but Squall. Oh my god…His mind flipped back to the room, the touch, the slaps, the pain, and the words. Involuntarily he flinched but tried to cover it up as he took a small step away from Squall. Stop it, Zell. It was a dream. He let out a mental snort at that. Lately, he had heard that excuse more than he had been conscious of. It was several seconds before the small blonde realized that Squall was saying his name.
"Uh…. yeah? Squall?" He tried a small embarrassed smile.
The fine eyebrow arched as the brunette watched him closely, his lips quirked to the side. "Took you long enough…I was beginning to wonder if you were still asleep."
"Oh…I'm awake," Zell replied with a small sarcastic laugh.
"Really? Well, you could have fooled me." His boots began moving along the sidewalk again, knowing that the sneakers were soon to follow. "So, what is going on, Zell? You look less than thrilled to be out on the town with your friends…having a good time." Those lips quirked again, "Well, you might have forgotten that part." He glanced over at the blonde through silken strands of brown hair.
Zell laughed as he glanced up at Squall, moving his feet a little more lively as he walked alongside his friend. "Gee, how could I ever forget that?!" His eyes sparkled as he pulled his hands out of his pockets, trying to at least seem like he's having a good time. A bemused expression crossed Squall's face as he turned to look at Zell straight on.
"You're evading the question…"
"Oh," blue eyes clouded for a second before he pushed it away, "you were actually asking?"
"Yes," Squall laughed, "did it not sound like a question? Because you know I've been working on this whole being social thing. Quistis told me that speaking in tones is better at getting my point across." He smirks, "I could still be out of practice, but I'm pretty sure that was a question."
Zell laughed, his voice sounding through the air, lighting up the day like the sunshine. "No, no…you had the tone…I guess I just wasn't paying attention. So, why don't you try it again." His blue eyes turned to look up at brown eyes.
" I think I can do that…" Squall cleared his throat, "So, what is going on, Zell?" He looked expectantly at the blonde. Zell froze in his thoughts, not really knowing how to answer the question. He began to feel a twinge somewhere inside of him. What do I tell him? His heart beat a little faster, wanting to confess to Squall the dreams that had kept him awake for the past two weeks. Tell him about the violet eyes, the pushing, and the voice that caressed his psyche, persuading him to open his eyes, to see. His brow furrowed slightly. He wanted to tell his friend everything, but something was stopping him. The harsh words from the last dream slapping him in the face. Does he hate me? He winced once more before he blinked his eyes looking up at Squall. I can't tell him…A smile plastered over his lips, his face molding into a mask.
"Nothing. I was just thinking about the work I have when we get back from this day of fun…" He looked into those chocolate eyes, praying to Hyne that Squall would bite.
Squall nodded his head, "I know what you mean…" He smiled at the small blonde, lifting his hand to brush his hair out of his face. "I've been thinking about it to." He touched the blonde's shoulder gently, almost briefly, like a brush of wind. "But…today is for fun…so forget it." He laughs to himself, "God, Selphie's rubbing off…" He groans and rubs his forehead.
A real smile curved on Zell's lips. "Yeah, she has a bad habit of doing that." As if on cue, the energetic girl let out a small screech of excitement and pointed to the window of a store.
"Look at that!!!" She giggled and turned bright eyes turned to look at the rest of the group. "We are so going in!" Her hand reached out and grabbed Quistis's hand and Irvine's, pulling them into the store before a word of protest passed their lips. Squall laughed as well and looked over his shoulder at Zell.
"Guess we shouldn't lose them…" He rolled his eyes and moved into the store as well.
Zell was alone on the street, watching his friends through the window of the store. He smiles softly to himself. He's right…stop thinking about it and enjoy the day with your friends. He nodded to himself as he started toward the door.
He stopped, his heart picking up. Something was watching him. He could feel the eyes on his back. His brow furrowed as he turned his head to look behind him. Nothing. People walking, birds, sun, a slight breeze. But there was nothing that didn't belong there and yet…He moved his feet, turning in a small circle as he looked for whatever it was that was sending the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Then he heard the soft whisper pass his ear, brushing over his mind. It's the wind…just the wind…He shook his head, trying to push the feeling away but the whisper was all too familiar. As was the feeling of the eyes. He wanted to scream, lash out, and fight. Leave me alone…please LEAVE ME ALONE! That was when he felt the crackling sensation, like lightening moving up his arm and in the back of his mind he remembered the feeling from the dream last night. His blue eyes widened. I won't look down. It's not real. None of this is happening. Just turn around Zell and enjoy your day. He bit his lip, ignoring the tickling sensation on his arm, the feel of the eyes still watching him, and turned to head to the store.
His mouth fell open as he stared up into violet eyes…
Author's Notes:
Guys I am so sorry if this is confusing you! *laughs* It's kind of confusing me as well. Sorry again, that this took me so long to get up, just in case anyone was actually reading this story! *laughs again* But, here it is…and I think I need help on where I should go with this…so if anyone wants to give their two cents I would be more than grateful!
Hopefully, I can get the next part up faster…keep your fingers crossed.