Due to recent changes in ff.net, chapters of this story have been revised to conform to the new rating system. However, for those mature readers who wish to read the original, and much better, NC17 rated version, please visit my web page at http://members.optushome.com.au/dboy/ or Julie's web page at www.voltress.net. Main revisions affect chapters 3, 4, 8, 9, and 10.
Dark As Rain
By Scutter
- scutter1200@hotmail.com
This fic is for Julie, aka yaoifantasy, to say thanx for writing such awesome fics!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy 8. I don't own a car. Not even one of the matchbox variety.
Rated R. Strong sexual references here.
POV of Zell, Squall, Seifer.
Chapter 10
My moans drift across the confined space of Squall's suite, bouncing softly off the walls as Squall busies himself between my legs. I attempt to hold myself up, leaning against the kitchen counter, as the past few days flicker through my head - and the numerous times I have found myself in a position very similar to this one, in that short space of time.
"Mmm... Squall..." I murmur, reaching down to pull him closer, until I realise he has backed off, and is kneeling before me, a quizzical expression on his face.
"Wha?" I manage, through my somewhat hazy state of mind.
"Come and meet Fujin with me when she arrives?"
I gape at him. Of all the times to ask that bloody question!
"I want you to be there," he continues, his eyes serious, despite the incongruity of the situation.
"Do you?" My tone is sardonic as I try to assert some reason, under... difficult circumstances.
"Please, Zell. You know this is important."
I reach down to brush his hair from his eyes, and realise, for a moment, what a great burden it is that rests on his shoulders. With this seemingly insignificant decision, he's attempting to shape a significant piece of the future of Garden.
"I'll be there," I tell him, after a prolonged pause. Still not entirely happy about it... But fuck knows Squall's worth the effort, if it'll make his job a little easier.
The slight upward twitch of his lip couldn't really be called a smile, but it brings a chuckle from me none-the-less, as he dips his head again, and I reach back to grab the counter, as my knees attempt to give way.
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I stare resolutely at the concrete, as the transport from Balamb pulls up at Garden's front gate. I daren't look around at my friends' faces. Zell, I already know, wears an expression of patient tolerance. Selphie, I expect, is bouncing on Irvine's arm, delight written all over her face. I have no idea what Irvine is thinking right now, and frankly, I don't want to delve into it too much. For the moment, he seems to be looking at the bigger picture and considering the good of Garden as a whole, which is enough for me.
The door of the transport opens, and Cid steps forward to greet Fujin as she treads carefully down the steps. She still walks with a slight limp - a remnant of her injuries from the war - and she seems to be using the excuse of watching her steps carefully to avoid meeting my gaze for the moment. Blocking out the last of my hesitation, I step up beside Cid, murmuring the customary welcome to her, and extending a handshake.
"Gratitude," she replies softly, so softly I have to strain to hear it, as she takes my hand. "ANTICIPATION," she says louder, daring to scan the faces behind me.
Selphie, it seems, can constrain herself no longer, and bounces up to my side. "Welcome back to Garden," she burbles, shaking Fujin's hand enthusiastically. "I know you must be nervous about all this, what with the welcoming committee and all," she gestures vaguely to the small group of Garden Faculty, as well as Irvine and Zell, hovering behind us, "but I'm really happy you're here, and I think it's great that you want to go back into training, and if you need anything, I'm always more than happy to help." Selphie grins, still bouncing slightly beside me. Heck, sometimes, I think she has more energy than Zell...
Finally, Fujin's stiff mask cracks slightly. "GLAD TO BE BACK."
I glance behind me, deliberately keeping my expression neutral as I meet Zell's gaze. He hesitates just a moment, then steps up beside me, also extending a hand to Fujin.
"Hey," he greets her benevolently. "Squall just wanted us to be here," he explains, gesturing to the welcoming committee, "just so you know that we're here to help, if you get in any trouble round the place." Blunt, as usual, but strangely, it seems to work.
Fujin's studious frown finally softens, and she turns a near-smile to me. "THOUGHTFUL," she compliments me, as I blush slightly at Zell's oblivion to social etiquette.
"We've had to change your class schedule a little," I inform her. "A few of the instructors have been swapped around, to cope with the larger classes we'll be running. If you'd like to stop by my office this afternoon, I can show you the changes. For now, though, I'll let Selphie show you to your room."
Before Fujin can reply, Selphie has grabbed her bags, and her hand, and is hauling the startled woman off towards the front gate. "I'm sure everything will work out fine," I hear her babbling happily. "Just wait and see, and if anyone crosses you, I'm sure Squall will be more than happy to kick their ass, cos he puts on this big cold shoulder act, but he's actually really happy to have you here. And so am I, for that matter..." Her voice fades out, as they disappear into Garden.
I stare at the ground again, trying desperately to hide the blush creeping up my cheeks.
"Well, that went rather well, don't you think?" Cid comments chirpily. "I'm sure she'll be no trouble at all, once she's settled in. What do you think, Squall?"
Why does it matter what I think? It's not Fujin who's going to cause trouble, it's the rest of the students in Garden. Anyone who lost a friend, a family member or even a pet in the war could potentially take it out on Fujin... "Whatever..."
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He's everywhere, now. In the news, in the street corner gossip, occasionally floating overhead in that giant palace I used to call a home. He's even in my dreams, sometimes, though I thought I had gotten him out of them a long time ago.
Squall. Commander Fucking Leonhart, the greatest hero of all time. Literally, all time.
I have to laugh at that, that the same guy who is now worshiped by women as a demi-god, and by men as a media-glamour idol, is the same young, fumbling boy who's virginity I took, in a small room, in a cheap Balamb hotel.
Hearing what some of the women around here say about him, is just too funny. Why does a guy's prowess in bed always have to be connected to the size of his dick? Shit, if that was true, Squall would be as big as a fucking stallion, if only half of what they said about him was true. No, he's not that big. Not big enough to warrant a special mention of it. But did he know what to do with it? Fuck yeah...
I honestly think I was in love with him. Heck, it'd be hard not to fall for him. He was just so damned expressive. Or maybe he wasn't and it just seemed that way because he was a fucking iceberg the rest of the time. I still close my eyes, and can perfectly picture the way he looked, up on the observation deck after curfew, pressed up against the cold metal decking, eyes squeezed closed, mouth open, panting my name. He'd smile at me, occasionally. Lying beside me after he'd come, while we caught our breath, and before his sense of self-discipline got in the way, he'd look like the kid he was supposed to be.
Never understood why he broke it off with me. There was no one else he was interested in, and I offered to hang around with him, even if he only wanted me for the sex. He still said no. I didn't have to worry about being jealous though. He never hooked up with anyone else. Became even more of an icy bastard than he was before we got together. I honestly don't think he'll ever hook up with someone else.
If anyone else even wanted to get close, I know for damn sure he'd never let them in.
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For those of you who are reading the NC17 rated version, in Squall and Zell's first real coital experience, who would you rather see on top?? In other news, I just re-read the revised version of this chapter, and just had to have a good giggle. I am SO inept at writing subtle lemons...
Zell and Squall's relationship is moving slower than I had hoped it would, but when I tried writing it faster, they seemed to freeze up, and get all tense and ooc. So I figured I'd just let them go at their own pace. I had a bit of trouble writing Fujin. The one word sentences are a real killer, specially when she's talking to someone as taciturn as Squall.
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Redrum: A submissive Squall? I wasn't aware my Squall was anything like submissive. Rather, he seemed a little too dominant for Zell's tastes. Did I actually write that into the fic without knowing it??
gwendolyn: "i'm not sure how much ground you covered plot-wise". If I was doing anything right, I should have covered absolutely no plot in that chapter... Squall getting naked just sends my plot-faeries out the window...