Chapter Six:
This chapter is a flashback/dream sequence for Zell……….if you're confused email me and I'll explain! Dedicated to the nutters in 11w at W.K.G.S.
(Then)
** Zell locked his diary and placed it on his bedside table,his room was a pigsty,clothes lay all over the floor in crumpled piles and empty food cartons were overflowing in the bin.The walls were covered in Timber Maniacs posters and photos of Zell doing various dodgy poses with Selphie,Quistis,irvine and Squall………Squall,his bestfriend………..boyfriend?
Zell pondered how completely whacked out that really sounded.Just a few hours ago he'd thought that Squall was a one-Rinoa guy,but now…………….
He looked at the clock,eight-thirty,not exactly late,but he felt drained and the first aching pangs of a headache suffused his skull.He pulled off his top and kicked his trainers into the corner.Standing infront of the mirror,in just his faded,denim shorts he took a long,hard look at himself………What could Squall see in him?
(Knock knock)
"What now?" Zell grumbled and wrenched the door open.
(Oh……shit)
This was the last person he expected to see,especially at this time of near night. "What do you want?" He demanded. "Now is that any way to treat a friend?" Seifer asked him with a smile. "Friend? That's a laugh!" Zell retorted and went to shut the door.Seifer's hand caught the frame and he spoke in a low whisper, "I need to talk to you,let me in." Zell frowned,and stepped back,allowing him to enter grudgingly.
Zell sat cross-legged on his bed and motioned to a chair,Seifer swept a mess of clothes off it and sat down.
"………………"
"………………."
"Well? I haven't got all night." Zell eyed him suspiciously.
Seifer was at his side before Zell could even blink,he scrambled back over the bedcovers and gasped as his back hit the wall.Seifer leaned in closer,his face barely a hands-breadth from Zell's,his cool,blue eyes gazing at him almost predatorily. "Uh………Seifer…….W-what ya doin'?!?!?!" Zell stammered.Seifer's hand came out of nowhere and he traced a gentle finger across Zell's tattoo, "I need a favour……" He began huskily.
(Not AGAIN!!!?!?!?)
Zell's mind and heart were racing,he could feel a solitary bead of sweat meandering down his temple. "What kind of favour?" He whimpered fearfully.Seifer was much closer now,his nose practically touching Zell's,his breathing shallow.Zell searched his eyes for any hint of deception,he had to be joking…….not twice in one day! This wasn't happening…….
"Some money,I want to upgrade the hyperion." Zell let out the breath he'd been holding,utter relief rushed through his body.
(Seifer doesn't want me!!!)
"Yeah.SURE! Take as much as you like!" Zell leapt off the bed and rummaged around in his jacket pockets,finding two fifty gil notesand pressing them into Seifer's hand.He guided him to the door and was just opening it when he was grabbed roughly by the hips,Seifer rested his head on Zell's shoulder and wrapped his arms around Zell's slim waist,his hands warm against his muscular chest.
"Thanks Zell," he purred, "I owe you one." Zell stood paralysed by Seifer's embrace.
(Waaaaaaaahhhhhh! I was wrong!)
And then he was gone,into the Balamb Garden hallway,with a swish of coat-tails and a final thankyou.Zell blinked semi-consiously and stumbled back into his room,now he definatly had a headache.**
(Now)
Zell sat bolt upright on the carpeted floor of the train carriage,his forehead shone with perspiration and he felt disorientated for a few sleep-clung seconds.
(Seifer……..How could you?)
He frowned,casting aside all thoughts of that idiot with a sledgehammer.
Zell glanced around the luxurious SeeD cabin,it's deep red upholstered seats and tasteful décor.Mid-morning rays shone warmingly through the open windows,he let them wash over him,cleansing the nightmare memory of Seifer's visit.
(Just when I thought we were finally getting on)
Wobbling to his feet,Zell flopped cross-legged onto one of the couches and studied his orders for the fifteenth time.
"Retrieve a package from Balamb Main Station,sent by principal Martine of Galbadia garden and return it to me by tommorow.Headmaster Cid."
Zell sighed and rolled his eyes frustratedly,delivery-boy dinct-how dull!
He leant over the back of the sofa and stared moodily out of the window.The horizon was shadowed with snow-capped mountains,but to his left,aquamarine ocean waves crashed against the sandy shores.
(Squall………..)
Flocks of pearly-white seagulls flew in perfect formation to nests hidden in the verdant forests dotting the lush,green grasses that swayed in the cooling breeze.
(Squall…………..how do you feel?)
Zell listened intently,not moving a muscle,to the sounds of the engine humming steadily beneath his feet,the cries of far off animals shrouded from view.
(Squall………………….How do you really feel about him?)
He closed his eyes,as if the darkness would shut off the questions running rampant through his mind.
(How do I feel? Squall……..My bestfriend confesses he gave his heart to me and what do I do? RUN! What does that say about me? Maybe Seifer was right……. Maybe I'am a chickenwuss……….but when we kissed……i……oh shit)
Zell propped his head up with a leather gloved hand,he was so confused,so alone…….except for squall.He vaguely noticed that the train had come to a halt….
(Balamb Main…Repeat Balamb Main please-)
Zell hopped off the chair and down the steps,now was no time to be thinking about Squall,he had a job to do.