For disclaimer, see chapter one.

Note: This chapter will feature mostly Squall.

Fairyland Found

Nagia

Two

1

Squall reached Balamb in time to see Zell, his brother, storm the Centra Embassy. Zell roared orders to find the traitors within and kill them.

Squall narrowed his eyes. "Still on that accursed witch hunt?" He asked.

"The damn scurvy knaves have shown their support for Centra and gave King Cid, our father, the vilest oaths they could imagine." Zell chuckled, "The oaths weren't so bad, them being Centrans an' all, but 'tis the thought that counts, eh, bro?"

Squall nodded. He surveyed the 'troops' and smiled. "Villagers, Zell?"

"The villagers are completely devoted to you, the middle son of King Cid. Every single one of them would kill an infant if I said it was destined to hurt you."
"Which is why you're using untrained villagers?"
"Nay. They may be villagers, but they be not untrained. 'EY! WHAT THE 'ELL ARE YA DOIN'? I WANT EVER ONE O' THEM TRAITORS DEAD!" Zell bellowed. Squall watched a child pick up a cat that had wandered from the Embassy and held it up for Zell. Zell stooped down to hand it to Squall. Squall smiled and said, "It doesn't smell Centra to me. I think this kitty needs a good home. Will you keep it?" The child took the cat and ran home.

"Zell, 'twas a child. In a DAMNED WARZONE!" Squall shouted.

Zell shrugged.

"There ain't a child in this town." Seifer drawled.

"Shut up!" Squall said.

"E'er notice how these children play games of war at three and join the army at nine?"

"And!"

"Just thought you'd want to know. While you were off courting some Galbadian princess, I was conquering Trabia."

"You lie!" Squall hissed. Seifer laughed a mocking laugh.

* * * *

Ilia, the child Squall had spoken of, watched Prince Zell, Prince Squall and Prince Seifer argue. She hugged the Balamb kitty closer. Where is Galbadian? She wondered idly. Prince Squall said something about Prince Seifer lying. Prince Squall doesn't lie! But what about Prince Seifer? Shaking her head, the child backed out of the alley…and into a member of the Royal Guard. Which meant she was in trouble. Unless she looked scared. Her mamma had told her that SeeDs were nice and if she was scared, they would help her. I don't want to get in trouble!

"Who are you?" She asked fearfully. The SeeD bent down. The SeeD smiled. "My name is Xu. Who are you?"

"I'm Ilia. Where's Galbadian?"

Xu laughed. "It's Galbadia, dear. Who told you anything about Galbadia?"

Ilia frowned. "But Prince Seifer was talking about Galbadian!" Why was Xu being such a dolt?

"A Galbadian is a person from Galbadia. Galbadia is clear across the ocean. And how would you know what Prince Seifer was saying? You were in the alley." Xu said.

Ilia swallowed and looked down. "You can hear things in the alley. Is Prince Seifer a liar?"

Xu straightened. "I wouldn't know." She said coldly.

Ilia continued rapidly, afraid Xu would leave her alone. "'Cause Prince Squall called him a liar. To his face."

Xu smiled. "Prince Squall was angry. When he's angry, he says things he shouldn't always say…"

"YES, SEIFER, I DO THINK YOU A LYING FOOL! DID YOU NOT LAST SUMMER COURT THE SAME PRINCESS?" Prince Squall was coming around the corner with Prince Seifer and Prince Zell on either side of him. He was looking at Prince Seifer. Prince Zell winced and said, "Squall, calm down. He's…"
"A LYING HYPOCRITE. I am sick and tired of having to put up with his SHIT!"

Prince Zell pointed at Xu. "Mind the lady, Squall."
Prince Squall flushed and then turned his attention back to Prince Seifer, who had begun to laugh.

Ilia smirked. "Told you."
2

Squall paced his study, ticking off the number of people who wanted him as king. "Zell…for me. Father…for me. The entire village…for me. Rinoa…for me. The SeeDs…split. Mother…against me. Grandmother…For me. Regents…for me. Council of Nations…for me. Centrans…against me. Me…for me. Seifer…against me."

"Damn it all, why won't Zell be king?"

Ifrit appeared. "Master?" He rumbled.

Squall buried his head in the GF's shoulder. "Why can't you be King, Ifrit? You'd be wonderful."
Ifrit's naming himself king was something of a joke 'twixt the two, but this time Squall wasn't jesting.

Ifrit laughed, a sound in between a purr and a roar. "Master hates Seifer this day? Or does Master wish to be king?"

"Nay, Ifrit. I just don't want to lose you to Seifer."

Ifrit pulled the Prince close. I would name myself king before I left you, Master! He roared.

Sorry it was so short! Oh well…more Rinoa and GFs next chapter! A note: Beware! THIS IS A SQINOA AND A ZELPHIE!

Well, bye!