Author note: This chapter contains Shonen Ai, and other stuff. I decided to bump
up the rating to PG-13 because it's just some situations nothing even remotely Lime.
What You Didn't Know
"Ohh....That man pisses me off so much!" Rinoa said to herself aloud, ignoring the
many stares from the other students, "Sometimes I just want to....Ohh....Just thinking
about it makes me even angrier!"
She had circled the lower level of the Garden several times to work out her frustration,
and decided that it would be best to return to her quarters. However, In her haste and
blinding fury, when she opened her dorm, all she found was the half naked cowboy on his
way to take a shower.
"What are you doing here Rinoa?" Irvine said, his voice full of surprise.
"I....You....Um....Well....Crap! I'm so sorry Irvine! I didn't mean to come in here. It's
just...." Her apologies were abruptly cut off by the sympathetic Cowboy.
"I understand. I heard about you and Squall," He said in an unusually soothing matter,
"He doesn't realize how lucky he is to have someone like you to care about him. Why
don't you give him another chance. Talk to him a little more. Try to make him more
comfortable around you so he'll open up. Then, win him over with your charms."
"You really think it will work?"
Of course I do. Remember, your talking to Irvine Kinneas....God Of Love," he stated,
returning once again to his confident self.
"Thanks Irvine. I owe you one."
"No problem. Now get your ass out there and win him over."
Irvine had a certain way of giving advice, but he seldom followed it. He too had a
special someone in his life that he wanted to be with. However, It wouldn't be quite as
easy to do for the lonesome cowboy. Especially if it meant he might have to give up his
best friend. He understood the risk that would be involved in his declaration of love, and
he knew that if his lightning spirited friend didn't understand, then he would be alone for
all eternity. Yet, If he didn't let his energetic friend know his true feelings, then he would
be forever hounded with the question 'What if?'
Besides, 'What if' Zell returned his affections. On the other hand, 'What if' Zell never
spoke to him again.
"Are you all right Irvine?" Rinoa asked interrupting his train of thoughts.
He had been oblivious to the fact that Rinoa was still in the room. His only thoughts
had been of Zell, and he had now been brought back to reality by the familiar voice.
"Yeah. I'm fine I was just...." He cut himself off mid sentence not wanting to get into
an involved conversation. He looked at her curiously, "I thought you had left all ready?"
"No. I was about to....Are you sure your okay?"
"Yeah, fine. Never felt better," He said as he shut the door behind her. This time, he
made sure to lock it.
*****
As Irvine was washing the shampoo from his long, auburn hair, he heard a loud
knocking at the main door.
'Crap. Who could that be now,' he thought as he rinsed out the remaining suds.
He grabbed the nearest towel, tying it loosely around his waist. He was curious to find
out who had interrupted his shower.
"What do you...Oh, Zell. Hey man."
"Nice six-pack cowboy. Hope I didn't catch you in the middle of something...or
somebody," He grinned at his insinuation, wondering if the cowboy had caught on.
"Naw. I just got out of the shower. So, What are you doing here?"
"Don't tell me you forgot about out date Irvy," he said doing his best impersonation of
Selphie.
"Our date?" he asked nervously.
"Yeah. We're suppose to be going to the Training Center. Hurry up or we'll be late."
"Damn...I completely forgot. Why don't you come in and sit down. I'll be ready in a
minute."
He turned and walked into his bedroom.
"Make it snappy or I'll dress you myself," Zell shouted from the other room.
Irvine wasn't quite sure, but was the man of his dreams actually flirting with him? No,
It couldn't be....Could it? He decided to go with his gut and return Zell's advances. And if
he found out Zell wasn't flirting, he could always claim that he was teasing.
"Zell! Could you come in here for a second please?" he shouted to his friend.
"Yeah. What is it?"
He walked into Irvine's room to find him standing with only his jeans on.
"Could you get my jacket out of the closet? It would really make things go a lot faster."
"Sure," he said smirking, "You know, you really shouldn't wear such a thick coat. It
detracts from your best features."
"You think so?"
"Absolutely. A man should take pride in showing off his muscles."
"You know, your right." He took off the shirt that he had just put on. "That's better,
don't you think?"
"Oh yeah. Much better."
Irvine, seeing the opportunity to show his true feelings, walked over to Zell.
"You really should take your own advice blondie," he told his spirited companion as he
removed the fair-haired man's shirt.
"Irvine...I..." Zell broke in nervously.
"Shh," he whispered, as he gently ran his fingers over the smaller boys lower lip. He
bent down to tenderly kiss Zell's neck, then whispered in his ear, "I'm gonna make a man
out of you."
He nibble on the young SeeD's neck, listening to the barely audible moans coming from
deep inside the boy's throat.
"Zell, I love you."
He gently put his lips to his friends'. The next thing Irvine knew, he was sitting on the
floor, unsure of what just happened.
"I'm sorry Irvine...but...I....I...I just remembered I have an urgent meeting scheduled
with Cid. See you later."
And with that, Zell was gone, leaving Irvine on the floor in a state of shock, guilt, and
regret.
'Oh god! What in the fuck did I just do. Crap! Now I'll never have a chance with him. I
screwed up big time, and now he'll never speak to me again.' These thoughts, along with
many others, repeatedly zipped through his conscious mind. And as they did, a single tear
glided silently down his cheek.
*****
'He kissed me. I can't believe he actually kissed me. And what did I do? I pushed him
flat on his ass, and ran out like a wimp. Seifer was right. I am a chicken-wuss. Good job
Zelly ole boy. You just ruined your only chance with him. You had him in the palm of
your hand. He was yours for the taking. What did you expect him to do? I mean, you were
flirting with him, weren't you?'
"Oh, shut up!" he muttered to himself.
He quicken his pace down the hall. The tattooed blond did, in fact, have a meeting with
Cid, but it was by no means urgent. Actually, it was just about a lecture he was to give in
Dollet on lightning spells. He didn't want to leave Irvine. In fact, he wanted him so much
that it hurt. He ached to be touched by the sweet-tempered cowboy. So, why had he
pushed him away?
Zell couldn't stand it anymore. He had to go back. When he returned to the auburn
god's door, it occurred to him that he wouldn't know what to say.
'I'm yours?' No, too forward. 'I love you', Uh un. Too presumptuous. Besides, he
wasn't sure if he'd go that far. At least not yet. How about 'I'm sorry.' Simple, sweet, and
probably the most effective of the three.
He stared at the door for what seemed like hours. Slowly, he raised his hand to the
gigantic obstical that lie before him. It was the only thing that stood between him and
fate.
Hesitantly, his hand made contact with the door. He closed his eyes, and his stomach
muscles tensed. Unsure of the fate that lie on the other side of the door.....
Author's Note: So what did you think? I think it's reminiscent of ch 2 of CRUSH (my
other fic). If you don't like Yaoi, or Shonen Ai, don't worry, it won't be like that the
entire fic. Please read and review Kupo.....
up the rating to PG-13 because it's just some situations nothing even remotely Lime.
What You Didn't Know
"Ohh....That man pisses me off so much!" Rinoa said to herself aloud, ignoring the
many stares from the other students, "Sometimes I just want to....Ohh....Just thinking
about it makes me even angrier!"
She had circled the lower level of the Garden several times to work out her frustration,
and decided that it would be best to return to her quarters. However, In her haste and
blinding fury, when she opened her dorm, all she found was the half naked cowboy on his
way to take a shower.
"What are you doing here Rinoa?" Irvine said, his voice full of surprise.
"I....You....Um....Well....Crap! I'm so sorry Irvine! I didn't mean to come in here. It's
just...." Her apologies were abruptly cut off by the sympathetic Cowboy.
"I understand. I heard about you and Squall," He said in an unusually soothing matter,
"He doesn't realize how lucky he is to have someone like you to care about him. Why
don't you give him another chance. Talk to him a little more. Try to make him more
comfortable around you so he'll open up. Then, win him over with your charms."
"You really think it will work?"
Of course I do. Remember, your talking to Irvine Kinneas....God Of Love," he stated,
returning once again to his confident self.
"Thanks Irvine. I owe you one."
"No problem. Now get your ass out there and win him over."
Irvine had a certain way of giving advice, but he seldom followed it. He too had a
special someone in his life that he wanted to be with. However, It wouldn't be quite as
easy to do for the lonesome cowboy. Especially if it meant he might have to give up his
best friend. He understood the risk that would be involved in his declaration of love, and
he knew that if his lightning spirited friend didn't understand, then he would be alone for
all eternity. Yet, If he didn't let his energetic friend know his true feelings, then he would
be forever hounded with the question 'What if?'
Besides, 'What if' Zell returned his affections. On the other hand, 'What if' Zell never
spoke to him again.
"Are you all right Irvine?" Rinoa asked interrupting his train of thoughts.
He had been oblivious to the fact that Rinoa was still in the room. His only thoughts
had been of Zell, and he had now been brought back to reality by the familiar voice.
"Yeah. I'm fine I was just...." He cut himself off mid sentence not wanting to get into
an involved conversation. He looked at her curiously, "I thought you had left all ready?"
"No. I was about to....Are you sure your okay?"
"Yeah, fine. Never felt better," He said as he shut the door behind her. This time, he
made sure to lock it.
*****
As Irvine was washing the shampoo from his long, auburn hair, he heard a loud
knocking at the main door.
'Crap. Who could that be now,' he thought as he rinsed out the remaining suds.
He grabbed the nearest towel, tying it loosely around his waist. He was curious to find
out who had interrupted his shower.
"What do you...Oh, Zell. Hey man."
"Nice six-pack cowboy. Hope I didn't catch you in the middle of something...or
somebody," He grinned at his insinuation, wondering if the cowboy had caught on.
"Naw. I just got out of the shower. So, What are you doing here?"
"Don't tell me you forgot about out date Irvy," he said doing his best impersonation of
Selphie.
"Our date?" he asked nervously.
"Yeah. We're suppose to be going to the Training Center. Hurry up or we'll be late."
"Damn...I completely forgot. Why don't you come in and sit down. I'll be ready in a
minute."
He turned and walked into his bedroom.
"Make it snappy or I'll dress you myself," Zell shouted from the other room.
Irvine wasn't quite sure, but was the man of his dreams actually flirting with him? No,
It couldn't be....Could it? He decided to go with his gut and return Zell's advances. And if
he found out Zell wasn't flirting, he could always claim that he was teasing.
"Zell! Could you come in here for a second please?" he shouted to his friend.
"Yeah. What is it?"
He walked into Irvine's room to find him standing with only his jeans on.
"Could you get my jacket out of the closet? It would really make things go a lot faster."
"Sure," he said smirking, "You know, you really shouldn't wear such a thick coat. It
detracts from your best features."
"You think so?"
"Absolutely. A man should take pride in showing off his muscles."
"You know, your right." He took off the shirt that he had just put on. "That's better,
don't you think?"
"Oh yeah. Much better."
Irvine, seeing the opportunity to show his true feelings, walked over to Zell.
"You really should take your own advice blondie," he told his spirited companion as he
removed the fair-haired man's shirt.
"Irvine...I..." Zell broke in nervously.
"Shh," he whispered, as he gently ran his fingers over the smaller boys lower lip. He
bent down to tenderly kiss Zell's neck, then whispered in his ear, "I'm gonna make a man
out of you."
He nibble on the young SeeD's neck, listening to the barely audible moans coming from
deep inside the boy's throat.
"Zell, I love you."
He gently put his lips to his friends'. The next thing Irvine knew, he was sitting on the
floor, unsure of what just happened.
"I'm sorry Irvine...but...I....I...I just remembered I have an urgent meeting scheduled
with Cid. See you later."
And with that, Zell was gone, leaving Irvine on the floor in a state of shock, guilt, and
regret.
'Oh god! What in the fuck did I just do. Crap! Now I'll never have a chance with him. I
screwed up big time, and now he'll never speak to me again.' These thoughts, along with
many others, repeatedly zipped through his conscious mind. And as they did, a single tear
glided silently down his cheek.
*****
'He kissed me. I can't believe he actually kissed me. And what did I do? I pushed him
flat on his ass, and ran out like a wimp. Seifer was right. I am a chicken-wuss. Good job
Zelly ole boy. You just ruined your only chance with him. You had him in the palm of
your hand. He was yours for the taking. What did you expect him to do? I mean, you were
flirting with him, weren't you?'
"Oh, shut up!" he muttered to himself.
He quicken his pace down the hall. The tattooed blond did, in fact, have a meeting with
Cid, but it was by no means urgent. Actually, it was just about a lecture he was to give in
Dollet on lightning spells. He didn't want to leave Irvine. In fact, he wanted him so much
that it hurt. He ached to be touched by the sweet-tempered cowboy. So, why had he
pushed him away?
Zell couldn't stand it anymore. He had to go back. When he returned to the auburn
god's door, it occurred to him that he wouldn't know what to say.
'I'm yours?' No, too forward. 'I love you', Uh un. Too presumptuous. Besides, he
wasn't sure if he'd go that far. At least not yet. How about 'I'm sorry.' Simple, sweet, and
probably the most effective of the three.
He stared at the door for what seemed like hours. Slowly, he raised his hand to the
gigantic obstical that lie before him. It was the only thing that stood between him and
fate.
Hesitantly, his hand made contact with the door. He closed his eyes, and his stomach
muscles tensed. Unsure of the fate that lie on the other side of the door.....
Author's Note: So what did you think? I think it's reminiscent of ch 2 of CRUSH (my
other fic). If you don't like Yaoi, or Shonen Ai, don't worry, it won't be like that the
entire fic. Please read and review Kupo.....