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Caine prepared breakfast while Squall slept on the couch they had been sitting on earlier. He made pancakes and apple sauce, all the while thinking about a solution to the problem he had caused, and one did strike him.

He knew Seifer like the back of his hand and in two days, if Squall wasn't found, the blonde would most probably call Squall's father to know about the younger brunet's whereabouts. Also, Seifer hadn't called him or passed by, which meant that the blonde was mad at him and he was going to be given the silent treatment for a long while.

Walking into his room he picked up Squall's phone, scanning the numbers till he found the one he was looking for, waiting for it to dial and ring, determination in his blue eyes.

-

Seifer looked like he hadn't heard of sleep.

His eyes were red, his hair tousled, clothes in disarray. He was pale and he had dark circles under his green orbs.

Walking down the lane in front of his home, the blonde wondered about Squall's whereabouts. He had searched everywhere possible, everywhere that occurred to him...but with no avail.

Now he was walking in the park, is heart heavy. Looking up he say a guy standing in the distance, brown hair, his head bowed, hand in his pockets.

Squall?

Seifer quickened his pace...almost running, Squall?

The blonde reached out and grasped the brunet's shoulder, "Squall?"

The boy turned around, looking shocked, "What?"

Seifer let go and took a step back, "Sorry, I thought you were someone else."

The boy raised a brow and shrugged then turned to walk away.

The blonde sighed and walked a few more steps, his head was seriously pounding. Stopping by the benches he looked at a woman, a brunette, who smiled at him, "What's your problem? You look deranged."

Seifer shrugged and sat besides her, he was beginning to see Squall everywhere...maybe she was Squall.

Turning to her, Seifer shrugged, "Have you seen a brunet, on the lean side, he was wearing black...he has short hair and the most amazing grey eyes? Maybe he was crying? I don't know for sure."

The woman chuckled and shook her head, "No, I'm sorry."

Seifer sighed and stood up, "Okay."

Walking he thought of Squall's university, maybe he could wait outside and catch Squall if he was there...

-

Squall was expressionless as he walked into the kitchen.

Caine smiled, "Morning, Squall. I made pancakes. Are you going to college today?"

Squall shrugged, "No...I think I'll call my dad and see if I can book a flight back."

Caine shook his head and set Squall's plate in front of him, sitting beside him, "Do you trust Seifer?"

Squall hesitated for a moment, "Yeah, I do."

"He'll come for you. He loves you. Seifer's been like this since his mother died. He just needs someone to love him, or at least pretend. Maybe the girls he slept with gave him a part of him that he had lost when his mother died."

Squall sighed and took a bite of his breakfast, he was so hungry and feeling so lost.

"Give him some time, please."

"Why did you decide to tell me?"

Caine stiffened, "I...am not so sure...but allow me to redeem myself and at least rectify my mistake, Squall. Will you please let me?"

Squall looked hopeful, "You think you can?"

"Yes. You love him don't you?" Caine stood up, "I'm going off to college, you don't mind staying alone now, would you?"

"No it's ok. I'll see you later then."

Caine nodded and walked to his room to change.

-

Seifer was standing outside the college gates, his head bowed, back against the wall.

Caine spotted him easily, "Seifer. What are you doing here?"

Seifer looked up with haunted eyes, "None of your business."

"You're my friend, Seifer. And you look like you need me at the moment."

"Don't flatter yourself, it's not you I need."

"Where's Squall?" Caine cleverly asked.

Seifer turned to look away.

"He found out didn't he?"

"Yes." The blonde bit out harshly.

"What are you doing here though? Why didn't you come to me?"

"Caine...I can't anymore...I looked everywhere! What is he was run over by a car? It was rainy and dark and the roads were wet! He was crying! I looked for him everywhere!" Everywhere except my place...

Seifer, my friend, you aren't so bright when you're depressed...

Caine sighed, "You look like you need a shower, warm clothes and food. Let's go to your place."

"No! I'll wait for him here!"

"He's not coming. I don't think he will."

"I checked all hotels...please Caine help me! What can I do!" Seifer broke down in front of everyone.

A full grown man, a feared lawyer, a reputable womanizer...Seifer just burst out into confused, desperate tears, "I don't know what to do anymore! I see him everywhere I go...but it always turns out to be someone else. I hurt him so bad, but I love him! Why can't he see that!"

Caine wrapped an arm around Seifer's shoulder, "Where is your car, Seifer?"

"It's...I don't know." Seifer said, panicking, "I can't remember where I left it."

Caine was inwardly punching himself, "It's ok, we'll alert the cops to look for it later. My car is here now, let's go."

"What? Where?" "To fix you up. I don't think Squall would like to see you like this."

Seifer let himself be led to the car...for once in his life he wasn't all arrogant and cocky...he wasn't doing the leading and comforting...all he wanted was to hold Squall and beg his forgiveness, tell him that he loved him and cared about him...

Caine smiled at Seifer as he walked into the apartment, "Your room is a mess, Seifer. What happened here?" Caine rolled his eyes at the mess in the apartment, which was littered with glass.

Seifer shrugged and walked into Squall's room, which was neater and more tempting, lying prone on the bed, his head buried in the pillow, smelling Squall's sweet, lingering scent.

Caine walked into the bathroom and turned on the warm water to fill the tub, what the blonde needed was a bath and sleep. "You should get some rest, then when your mind is clear and fresh, you could think about you course of action, okay?"

Seifer's eyes were closed, his lashes framed with tears, "Do you think he's okay? ...After what I did? Do you know where else I could look? I would kneel in front of him, if only he would come back." Seifer moaned, his voice hoarse.

Caine pulled Seifer up, "Take a bath...it would make you feel better. I'll order something to eat. I have to go home."

"You're leaving me alone on this?" Seifer whispered as Caine bent to remove his shoes.

"No... but I think you should sort this one out yourself. Don't worry, you trust Squall. He loves you...all you need to do know is think things over. It is gonna be alright. I promise."

Seifer felt a little relieved as Caine pulled him up and walked him to the bathroom, helping him undress and slip into the tub.

"I'm going now. You need anything?" Caine said by the bathroom door.

Seifer shook his head, a sad smile on his face, "I'm going to find him, right? I'm going to be with him?"

Caine nodded and waved, a smile of his own on his face, but when he shut the door, he heard Seifer's desperate groan and knew that things were not as easy as he portrayed them to be.

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okay, so this is how a cocky person becomes angsty...really...i hope it didn't suck...i'm just so pissed at myself at the moment...this story is seriously not turning out the way i had hoped it would...can't even remember what it's point was!

(busrts out crying)

/Seifer/ heheh...at least i'm not the only one suffering

shut up i'm not in the mood you arrogant piece of male blonde specimen

/Seifer/ you sure are colorful with words

(turns with red eyes to kill him)

/Seifer(hiding in the closet)/ hehehe