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I woke up first the next morning, Seifer lay next to me with his arms around my waist and his head on my chest. I looked at the cloak. 6:03 am. I never could sleep when I had a mission coming up. I sigh softly and tried to wake Seifer.
"Seifer, get up."
He groaned and tighten his grip around my waist.
I shook him delicately. "Seifer, get up." I repeated.
I thought I heard him hiss at me and then he grabbed the covers the throw them over his head. The covers hit me lightly in the nose. He rolled off me and curled up in a ball next to me, the grey covers still covering his body like a cocoon.
I scowled at him and threw the blankets off myself, getting out of bed. I was only clad in my black boxers. I yawned and tossed my messy hair. //I need to shower....// I walked past the bed and punched the grey cocoon huddled on my bed, getting an annoyed growl from it. I sneered silently and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door.
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When I was done showering I walked out to discover that Seifer had gone. I didn't give it much thought since he had probably gone back to his room to get ready for today. I dropped the towel from around my waist and slipped into my black boxer-briefs since I wouldn't be wearing baggy clothing today. I put on my usual attire that EVERYONE knows me from. Yes, I do love those clothes.
As I was buckling my last belt, a hard knock came from my door. I walked over and opened it up, only to reveal a egotistical looking Seifer standing behind it, Hyperion in his hand.
"You're really a bastard when it comes to waking up in the morning, you know that?" He said teasingly.
I shut the door in his face.
I grabbed my leather jacket and was putting it on when he reopened the door and began to complain to me.
"You are such a grouchy person this morning."
I stared at him blankly, some water still dripping down my face from my still damp hair. "I'm not grouchy."
"Then what are you?" He asked as he tossed his beloved gunblade onto his shoulder to rest.
I grabbed Lionheart and started to walk out the door. "I'm just a little worried about today, ok?"
He gave me a baffled look. "You? Worried?"
"What? Am I not allowed to be worried?" We moved out of my room as we talked.
"Well, yeah, you are. But what do you have to be worried about?"
"You." Was my simple answer.
He said nothing more as we walked down the hallway to the elevator. I checked my watch, which read 6:58. I momentary looked at the taller man next to me as we rode up to Quistis's office. I wondered what he was thinking, what he was feeling right now. I had a feeling like he was going to do something that would make him slip away from me...
"Squall?"
I snapped back to reality when I heard that calm baritone voice from Seifer. "Hmm?"
"Get out of the elevator, doll." I could see the humored look plastered on his face.
I snorted and got out, having not even realized it had stopped. Two SeeDs greeted us, one of which was the same SeeD that had called Seifer a pixie yesterday. I could tell Seifer was doing his best to ignore the man, but he sneer at Seifer as we walked past.
"Hey fairy, why don't you take your queer ass and get the hell out of our clean Garden? We don't need trash like you around disturbing our reputation." The man said. He was about Seifer's height with high cheekbones and dark brown hair. His eyes were a little narrow and light brown. He wore the traditional SeeD uniform.
Seifer spun around and before the man could blink, Seifer had Hyperion's tip lined at the base of his neck. The ex-Sorceress' Knight stared at the man with hatred as he prepared to sever the neck with any wrong move the guy made.
"WHAT did you say? I don't think I heard you right. Would you mind repeating?" Seifer coolly countered.
I just watched at what was going on. I didn't want to interfere. I think I would like to see what the man will say with a gunblade at his neck.
"I--I said nothing. Please don't hurt me!" The rude SeeD gulped, sweat forming on his forehead.
"What the hell is going on out here?!" Quistis ran up to Seifer's side, horror crossing her face. Irvine, Zell, and Selphie stared at them.
"He insulted me again Quisty. I was just going to teach him a little lesson on how to treat a fellow SeeD member." Seifer gave a sinister smirk.
"Seifer Almasy, let him go." Quistis commanded.
Seifer reluctantly released the man from Hyperion's fury and backed off. The man sighed in relief.
"Maybe that will teach you, you little fucker, not to mess with us queers again or next time you might not be so lucky. I just might paint this floor with your blood." Seifer turned and strolled off to the office in front of us.
I grunted at the bastardly SeeD and followed Seifer. When I caught up to him in Quistis's office, he had already plopped down onto one of the couches in the room.
I sat down next to him and looked over to see him leaning over, rubbing the bridge between his nose. We sat in silence, I didn't know what to say to him.
He spoke first.
"Squall, I don't know what came over me."
I patted his shoulder. "It's ok. I know how you feel."
He looked up at me and gave me a caring, genuine smile.
The rest of our crew walked in and gathered into the rest of the chairs and couches scattered around the fairly large office. Quistis sat at he desk and gazed at Seifer.
"I'm sorry about that AGAIN, Seifer. I sent him to the disciplinary room until I figured out what to do with him." She heaved a sigh.
"Damn it! If only I was still on the Disciplinary Committee! He would have to do some major kiss ass to get away from me." Seifer placed his hands behind his head and leaned back.
"I understand. But what you did back there was uncalled for. I'm letting you off this time because I need you to come to Esthar with us. Don't let it happen again."
"Alright, can we please get down to business? I'm tired of just sittin' around here doing jack shit." Irvine said wearily from his set next to Zell on the couch.
"Well that's what you get from coming here early Irvine." Selphie retorted. She sat in one of the two chairs in front of Quistis's desk.
Everyone was wearing the normal mission outfits. Irvine in his cowboy get-up, Selphie in her blinding yellow jumper, Quistis in her woven pink skirt, Zell in his punk outfit with the pink gloves.
"Here's the plan. We have 30 minutes to get to the private train headed for Esthar. Ragnarok is located outside of Esthar, so if we need to get a quick getaway we can. We didn't want to use that to get there because it would be too noticeable. We leave at 7:30 am on train in Balamb. We arrive at Esthar in an hour to so and the meeting will proceed in the basement of the Presidential Building. We want to make this as secret as possible. We move from there. Understood?" Quistis's form of explaining never changed.
We all nodded and she stood up. "Everyone ready then?"
"Yep."
"Then let's go."
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I woke up first the next morning, Seifer lay next to me with his arms around my waist and his head on my chest. I looked at the cloak. 6:03 am. I never could sleep when I had a mission coming up. I sigh softly and tried to wake Seifer.
"Seifer, get up."
He groaned and tighten his grip around my waist.
I shook him delicately. "Seifer, get up." I repeated.
I thought I heard him hiss at me and then he grabbed the covers the throw them over his head. The covers hit me lightly in the nose. He rolled off me and curled up in a ball next to me, the grey covers still covering his body like a cocoon.
I scowled at him and threw the blankets off myself, getting out of bed. I was only clad in my black boxers. I yawned and tossed my messy hair. //I need to shower....// I walked past the bed and punched the grey cocoon huddled on my bed, getting an annoyed growl from it. I sneered silently and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door.
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When I was done showering I walked out to discover that Seifer had gone. I didn't give it much thought since he had probably gone back to his room to get ready for today. I dropped the towel from around my waist and slipped into my black boxer-briefs since I wouldn't be wearing baggy clothing today. I put on my usual attire that EVERYONE knows me from. Yes, I do love those clothes.
As I was buckling my last belt, a hard knock came from my door. I walked over and opened it up, only to reveal a egotistical looking Seifer standing behind it, Hyperion in his hand.
"You're really a bastard when it comes to waking up in the morning, you know that?" He said teasingly.
I shut the door in his face.
I grabbed my leather jacket and was putting it on when he reopened the door and began to complain to me.
"You are such a grouchy person this morning."
I stared at him blankly, some water still dripping down my face from my still damp hair. "I'm not grouchy."
"Then what are you?" He asked as he tossed his beloved gunblade onto his shoulder to rest.
I grabbed Lionheart and started to walk out the door. "I'm just a little worried about today, ok?"
He gave me a baffled look. "You? Worried?"
"What? Am I not allowed to be worried?" We moved out of my room as we talked.
"Well, yeah, you are. But what do you have to be worried about?"
"You." Was my simple answer.
He said nothing more as we walked down the hallway to the elevator. I checked my watch, which read 6:58. I momentary looked at the taller man next to me as we rode up to Quistis's office. I wondered what he was thinking, what he was feeling right now. I had a feeling like he was going to do something that would make him slip away from me...
"Squall?"
I snapped back to reality when I heard that calm baritone voice from Seifer. "Hmm?"
"Get out of the elevator, doll." I could see the humored look plastered on his face.
I snorted and got out, having not even realized it had stopped. Two SeeDs greeted us, one of which was the same SeeD that had called Seifer a pixie yesterday. I could tell Seifer was doing his best to ignore the man, but he sneer at Seifer as we walked past.
"Hey fairy, why don't you take your queer ass and get the hell out of our clean Garden? We don't need trash like you around disturbing our reputation." The man said. He was about Seifer's height with high cheekbones and dark brown hair. His eyes were a little narrow and light brown. He wore the traditional SeeD uniform.
Seifer spun around and before the man could blink, Seifer had Hyperion's tip lined at the base of his neck. The ex-Sorceress' Knight stared at the man with hatred as he prepared to sever the neck with any wrong move the guy made.
"WHAT did you say? I don't think I heard you right. Would you mind repeating?" Seifer coolly countered.
I just watched at what was going on. I didn't want to interfere. I think I would like to see what the man will say with a gunblade at his neck.
"I--I said nothing. Please don't hurt me!" The rude SeeD gulped, sweat forming on his forehead.
"What the hell is going on out here?!" Quistis ran up to Seifer's side, horror crossing her face. Irvine, Zell, and Selphie stared at them.
"He insulted me again Quisty. I was just going to teach him a little lesson on how to treat a fellow SeeD member." Seifer gave a sinister smirk.
"Seifer Almasy, let him go." Quistis commanded.
Seifer reluctantly released the man from Hyperion's fury and backed off. The man sighed in relief.
"Maybe that will teach you, you little fucker, not to mess with us queers again or next time you might not be so lucky. I just might paint this floor with your blood." Seifer turned and strolled off to the office in front of us.
I grunted at the bastardly SeeD and followed Seifer. When I caught up to him in Quistis's office, he had already plopped down onto one of the couches in the room.
I sat down next to him and looked over to see him leaning over, rubbing the bridge between his nose. We sat in silence, I didn't know what to say to him.
He spoke first.
"Squall, I don't know what came over me."
I patted his shoulder. "It's ok. I know how you feel."
He looked up at me and gave me a caring, genuine smile.
The rest of our crew walked in and gathered into the rest of the chairs and couches scattered around the fairly large office. Quistis sat at he desk and gazed at Seifer.
"I'm sorry about that AGAIN, Seifer. I sent him to the disciplinary room until I figured out what to do with him." She heaved a sigh.
"Damn it! If only I was still on the Disciplinary Committee! He would have to do some major kiss ass to get away from me." Seifer placed his hands behind his head and leaned back.
"I understand. But what you did back there was uncalled for. I'm letting you off this time because I need you to come to Esthar with us. Don't let it happen again."
"Alright, can we please get down to business? I'm tired of just sittin' around here doing jack shit." Irvine said wearily from his set next to Zell on the couch.
"Well that's what you get from coming here early Irvine." Selphie retorted. She sat in one of the two chairs in front of Quistis's desk.
Everyone was wearing the normal mission outfits. Irvine in his cowboy get-up, Selphie in her blinding yellow jumper, Quistis in her woven pink skirt, Zell in his punk outfit with the pink gloves.
"Here's the plan. We have 30 minutes to get to the private train headed for Esthar. Ragnarok is located outside of Esthar, so if we need to get a quick getaway we can. We didn't want to use that to get there because it would be too noticeable. We leave at 7:30 am on train in Balamb. We arrive at Esthar in an hour to so and the meeting will proceed in the basement of the Presidential Building. We want to make this as secret as possible. We move from there. Understood?" Quistis's form of explaining never changed.
We all nodded and she stood up. "Everyone ready then?"
"Yep."
"Then let's go."
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