^I hate being drunk, tired, and out of it... Especially when he's drunk, tired, and out of it too.^
-Drunk-
~Fujin
When we got home at around one AM, we were both semi-drunk and tired. I walked through the door, and immediately tossed my shoes on the floor near the door. I hated heels.
"Those look painful."
"They are."
"Why'd you buy 'em?" Seifer asked tossing his jacket to the side and unbuttoning the first three buttons of his shirt.
"I dunno, Selphie said they'd look good with the dress..."
"Selphie? As in Selphie Tilmitt?"
"Mm..."
"She took you shopping?"
"Yeah, or I wouldn't be wearing this tiny little dress." I muttered, running my fingers through my hair. "Or wearing this make-up."
"It looks good... But I like you better without any of it on." I laughed, and I wouldn't have, had I not had so many of the gold-colored drinks. I'd excuse him though, because he was pretty drunk too. He came close to me, and slipped one of the straps of my dress off so it hung loosely by my shoulder. He kissed me, and moved slowly down my neck. He grabbed the zipper on the back of my dress and pull it down slowly. Oh...
"Now, its our turn..."
"Mhm..."
"What do you say I help you feel more comfortable? In my room..." He offered.
"Mm, okay..." I hate alcohol... I hate being drunk... I hate being tired. I hate being drunk, tired, and out of it... Especially when he's drunk, tired, and out of it too.
~~~
The next morning I woke up alone in Seifer's bed, naked. I thought back to the previous night, and I could feel my face flush at the thought of some of the things we did. Embarassed, I looked around for my clothes. No where to be found. I rummaged through Seifer's draw until I found a rather large (even for him) black sweatshirt, and I put it on, stepping out of the room. Just take a shower. Take a shower... I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, not even bothering to look and see where Seifer was.
After my shower, I wrapped myself in a towel, where I walked into my room. It seemed so empty now... I tossed the towel on the floor, and walked over into my closet, getting dressed in black pants, and a blue blouse. I walked into the kitchen. Where is Seifer...? I sighed, and made coffee, thinking about us last night. Sure, it had been all in good "fun," but I think he had said something very important to me, but I couldn't remember what it was for the life of me.
"Fuu?" He came in the front door.
"Where'd you go?" I ask, standing up, mug of coffee in hand.
"I, uh... hadda go... do stuff..."
"What?"
"I had to go... see Joe. He wanted to... tell me something. We met at the cafe."
"Oh really, what'd he have to say?"
"Just something about Dollet. That bastard is always wasting my time... Oh yeah, I also ordered us another sofa. It should be here in a few." ...Hm...
"Oh..."
"Look, Fuu, about last night... I'm sorry, I was drunk, and stuff..."
"Its okay. I was drunk too... So, its not your fault. ... And you know, its not like it was wrong..." I swallowed, trying not to show my discomfort. He smiled.
"Well, anyway... I'm sorry about your nylons..." What?
"What?"
"I, um, destroyed them..." Not wanting to think about it, I nodded.
"That's okay, didn't plan to wear them ever again anyway."
"Heheh. Can I get some coffee?"
"Sure." We walked into the kitchen, and I poured him a mug. He sat, drinking it. Then there was a knock at the door.
"Who the fuck, now?!" I stepped aside as he walked toward the front door. I followed and standing on our doorstep, were Squall and Rinoa.
"What?!" Seifer asked, crossing his arms.
"Hey, Seifer..." Rinoa said.
"Mm. Hi. Now, what did you want...?"
"I convinced Squall to lay off arresting you."
"But..." Squall interupted.
"Yeah, what's the fucking catch?!"
"...Fujin can't live with you. Or anyone, for that matter." What?! I stepped closer to Seifer.
"What the fuck are you *talking* about...?!"
"...Yeah, either you are arrested, or you are labeled as unsafe..."
"What is the relevance!? Dammit! You don't HAVE to either. Its not going to affect you!"
"Yeah, but you betrayed me...! And Rinoa.... And the rest of us... So, you deserve to suffer. And, taking Fujin away seems to be the best way... I mean, you guys couldn't keep your hands off eachother last night."
"That's none of your friggin' business. You're just fucking SeeD, you can't do anything!"
"That's right, we're SeeD, we can do what we want!" That's enough...
"LEAVE. ENOUGH OF YOU!" I say.
"Oh, if it isn't little Fujin. You still trust me?" Squall asks.
"FUCK YOU. LEAVE NOW."
"Squall, lets go..." Rinoa took his arm and left.
"They are fucking SeeD... The *can* do anything..." Seifer muttered, shutting the door.
"Seifer..."
"Fujin, no one's gonna take you away from me. Okay?"
"Mhm..."
"I'll fucking kill Squall before he does. And after he's dead, there will be no more feuds against me... big ones, anyway..." Seifer... Oh, Seifer...
"I'm sorry..."
"Its not your fault." He holds me. I've never felt so much love before as I had that month...
"Fujin..."
"Mm?"
"I love you, more than anything else... I'm never gonna let anything happen to you... you know that, right?" Seifer... don't talk like that... You're acting weird...
"Yeah... I love you too..."
"Thank you."
"Mm... yeah, its no problem... I mean... yeah... Seifer, are you okay?" I ask, looking up at him.
"Yes, I'm fine. I just don't like the way things are looking, that's all..."
-Drunk-
~Fujin
When we got home at around one AM, we were both semi-drunk and tired. I walked through the door, and immediately tossed my shoes on the floor near the door. I hated heels.
"Those look painful."
"They are."
"Why'd you buy 'em?" Seifer asked tossing his jacket to the side and unbuttoning the first three buttons of his shirt.
"I dunno, Selphie said they'd look good with the dress..."
"Selphie? As in Selphie Tilmitt?"
"Mm..."
"She took you shopping?"
"Yeah, or I wouldn't be wearing this tiny little dress." I muttered, running my fingers through my hair. "Or wearing this make-up."
"It looks good... But I like you better without any of it on." I laughed, and I wouldn't have, had I not had so many of the gold-colored drinks. I'd excuse him though, because he was pretty drunk too. He came close to me, and slipped one of the straps of my dress off so it hung loosely by my shoulder. He kissed me, and moved slowly down my neck. He grabbed the zipper on the back of my dress and pull it down slowly. Oh...
"Now, its our turn..."
"Mhm..."
"What do you say I help you feel more comfortable? In my room..." He offered.
"Mm, okay..." I hate alcohol... I hate being drunk... I hate being tired. I hate being drunk, tired, and out of it... Especially when he's drunk, tired, and out of it too.
~~~
The next morning I woke up alone in Seifer's bed, naked. I thought back to the previous night, and I could feel my face flush at the thought of some of the things we did. Embarassed, I looked around for my clothes. No where to be found. I rummaged through Seifer's draw until I found a rather large (even for him) black sweatshirt, and I put it on, stepping out of the room. Just take a shower. Take a shower... I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, not even bothering to look and see where Seifer was.
After my shower, I wrapped myself in a towel, where I walked into my room. It seemed so empty now... I tossed the towel on the floor, and walked over into my closet, getting dressed in black pants, and a blue blouse. I walked into the kitchen. Where is Seifer...? I sighed, and made coffee, thinking about us last night. Sure, it had been all in good "fun," but I think he had said something very important to me, but I couldn't remember what it was for the life of me.
"Fuu?" He came in the front door.
"Where'd you go?" I ask, standing up, mug of coffee in hand.
"I, uh... hadda go... do stuff..."
"What?"
"I had to go... see Joe. He wanted to... tell me something. We met at the cafe."
"Oh really, what'd he have to say?"
"Just something about Dollet. That bastard is always wasting my time... Oh yeah, I also ordered us another sofa. It should be here in a few." ...Hm...
"Oh..."
"Look, Fuu, about last night... I'm sorry, I was drunk, and stuff..."
"Its okay. I was drunk too... So, its not your fault. ... And you know, its not like it was wrong..." I swallowed, trying not to show my discomfort. He smiled.
"Well, anyway... I'm sorry about your nylons..." What?
"What?"
"I, um, destroyed them..." Not wanting to think about it, I nodded.
"That's okay, didn't plan to wear them ever again anyway."
"Heheh. Can I get some coffee?"
"Sure." We walked into the kitchen, and I poured him a mug. He sat, drinking it. Then there was a knock at the door.
"Who the fuck, now?!" I stepped aside as he walked toward the front door. I followed and standing on our doorstep, were Squall and Rinoa.
"What?!" Seifer asked, crossing his arms.
"Hey, Seifer..." Rinoa said.
"Mm. Hi. Now, what did you want...?"
"I convinced Squall to lay off arresting you."
"But..." Squall interupted.
"Yeah, what's the fucking catch?!"
"...Fujin can't live with you. Or anyone, for that matter." What?! I stepped closer to Seifer.
"What the fuck are you *talking* about...?!"
"...Yeah, either you are arrested, or you are labeled as unsafe..."
"What is the relevance!? Dammit! You don't HAVE to either. Its not going to affect you!"
"Yeah, but you betrayed me...! And Rinoa.... And the rest of us... So, you deserve to suffer. And, taking Fujin away seems to be the best way... I mean, you guys couldn't keep your hands off eachother last night."
"That's none of your friggin' business. You're just fucking SeeD, you can't do anything!"
"That's right, we're SeeD, we can do what we want!" That's enough...
"LEAVE. ENOUGH OF YOU!" I say.
"Oh, if it isn't little Fujin. You still trust me?" Squall asks.
"FUCK YOU. LEAVE NOW."
"Squall, lets go..." Rinoa took his arm and left.
"They are fucking SeeD... The *can* do anything..." Seifer muttered, shutting the door.
"Seifer..."
"Fujin, no one's gonna take you away from me. Okay?"
"Mhm..."
"I'll fucking kill Squall before he does. And after he's dead, there will be no more feuds against me... big ones, anyway..." Seifer... Oh, Seifer...
"I'm sorry..."
"Its not your fault." He holds me. I've never felt so much love before as I had that month...
"Fujin..."
"Mm?"
"I love you, more than anything else... I'm never gonna let anything happen to you... you know that, right?" Seifer... don't talk like that... You're acting weird...
"Yeah... I love you too..."
"Thank you."
"Mm... yeah, its no problem... I mean... yeah... Seifer, are you okay?" I ask, looking up at him.
"Yes, I'm fine. I just don't like the way things are looking, that's all..."