tradgedy, but I'm going to keep the story as un-tragic as possible, as
I've gotten some letters questioning why my fics are so dark.
But, anyway, this song was written by a Celtic woman, one I've always
considered a goddess (and some tales imply she had the devine
blood in her), about her fiance. They were nearing their wedding day
when he drowned at sea. She gave up writing after that. She also
wrote the lyrics of the song I used in the first sory of this series. Well,
here I give you, THE OLD WAYS.
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THE OLD WAYS
the violent sea
is calling me home
home to you
the pounding waves
are calling me home
home to you
Zell thrust inside Squall almost furiously. Squall was moaning,
on the
verge of complete and utter ecstacy. The heat between their bodies
became
equally intense. The silent night air was filled with the screams from
both
boys mouths as the peak of their mutual climax was met.
Zell collapsed onto his lover, both still shaking from the
aftershocks. "The best damn way to bring in the new year," Squall
laughed wryly, pulling Zell toward him for a shuddering kiss.
the dark new year's night
on the west coast of claire
i heard your voice
singing
your eyes danced the night
your hands played the tune
twas a vision before me
"I wonder if anyone at all notices we're gone at the party," Zell
sighed, nuzzling into that lithe, pale chest.
"Let's just hope they don't come checking my room."
"I'm still in pain so, please, don't say come."
Squall laughed, remembering earlier that night.
we left the music behind
and the dance carried on
as we stole away
to the seashore
"Hey, Squall, do you think we could get away with dancing to
this?"
"It is a slow love song, but...let's try it..."
"Ugh, look at them," one of the library girls said in disgust.
"I know, I always knew they were faggots," another chimed in.
Both the boys heard the crude comments. "Squall...you are this
school's fucking hero...are you sure you don't mind...?"
In response, Squall put his arm around Zell and pulled him
closer. Zell smiled and rested his chin on the younger man's
shoulder. Both sighed contentedly.
"Ugh, fairies at 12 o'clock!"
"Like, YE-AH, get a fucking room! We don't want to see this!"
The girl with the ponytail just stared. "Zell's...a queer?"
Squall lifted his head and pulled awayy from Zell briefly. He
looked his directly in the eyes and whispered, holding both his hands
in his, "Do you want to go to my dorm?"
as we smelt the brine
felt the wind in our hair
and with sadness you paused
Zell didn't have to say a word. He just nodded his consent.
slowly i knew
that you'd have to go
your world was not mine
your eyes told me so
"Zell Dincht, after that little number at the New Year's Ball
last
month, we felt it was time we called you in here."
Zell shifted in his uncomfortable stiff chair, feeling very naked
under the chairmen's eyes. "What about?"
"We understand that you and Squall Leonhart are in a
relationship."
"We're in love, is there anything wrong with that?" Zell said,
hardening his gaze, growing very defensive.
"We have no problem with Squall being gay, it's just the person
that he fell in love with." The main boardman sat directly in front
of
Zell, and clasped his hands together. "You see, Squall is our star
student. We're at envy of some other school because of him. We'd
much rather have him dating another good student, rather than
someone with your past."
Zell felt all the color drain from his body. A cold sheen of
sweat
began to collect on his body. "Wh-what do you mean?"
"We know. We know that you were...street trash."
Another board member stood. "We recieved some files. You
were a...you were a male prostitute."
"I was NOT a prostitute."
"Fine, an escort. And a stripper."
"I wasn't a fucking stripper, I was a dancer!" Zell was nearing
tears.
"A dancer who just happened to take off all of his clothes for
other men who shoved dollar bills into his garter."
"An exotic dancer. I'm sure you've heard of them, Mr. Godvile."
"Look. Bottom line is, Squall is now forbidden to date you any
longer. We have informed him, he should arrive shortly."
yet it was there
i felt the crossroads of time
and i wonder why
As if on cue, Squall burst in through the door. "What the hell
is
this?!" he screeched, hot, angry tears streaming down his face.
Zell stood up, and both boys pulled eachother into a tight,
crushing hug. They let themselves sob into eachother's shoulders,
bared to the eyes of the Garden's board.
"Listen to me," Squall said furiously, clinging to Zell, "When
I
made love to this...magnificent, caring, wonderful man, it was like
I
had died and was reborn. I'm changed, forever, and you can NOT tear
us away. If you do, I'll crash and burn."
"Look, Squall, you're almost our mascot. Maybe you can see
each other on the side, and date the star student of, say, Galbadia?
I
hear he's dabbling."
"No." Squall kissed Zell's fingers in his hands and said, "I
love
you Zell. I always will." And then he glared at the head chairman,
and
spat, "But I am NOT your fucking whore."
as we turned our heads
towards the tumbling sea
a vision came over me
"My knees are still shaking," Squall sighed as he stood into
Zell's strong hug, "That was ideal for our last time..."
"Don't call it that," Zell whispered, "We have eternity to make
love to each other."
Both turned their heads to gaze at the magnificent ocean,
beating orange against the white, white sand as the sunset glowed
vibrantly.
"Do you realize," Squall said very quietly, "it looked exactly
like
this when you first kissed me?"
of pounding hooves
and beating wings
in the clouds above
"Squall," Zell said, cupping the young man's face in his hands,
"I adore you. I worship you. I LOVE you. I love you. More than life.
More than I can comprehend. And I want to spend eternity with you.
Squall, will you be mine forever?"
turning to go
heard you call out my name
like a bird in a cage
spreading its wings to fly
"Forever is a long time," Squall sighed.
Zell looked crushed, like his entire world had fallen apart.
Squall realized how that must have sounded.
"And if forever wasn't with you," he continued, "it would be
hell.
I love you too." He pressed his forehead against Zell's. Tears
streamed down his face. "So this is what it feels like to be in love."
'the old ways are lost'
you sang as you flew
and i wonder why
"It hurts doesn't it?" Zell said, rolling his face to meet Squall's
lips in a tender kiss. "But Squall, you have a bright future. Are you
sure you want to do this?"
"Positive."
Zell looked into his eyes, and whispered, "I love you."
With that, the two entwined arms, and put the openings of their
respective bottles to their lips, and drank the sweet poisin, bringing
the swift, blissful death of both.
the pounding waves
are calling me home
home to you
the violent waves
are calling me home
home to you
the pounding waves
are calling me home
home to you
the pounding waves
are calling me home
home to you