1 Author's Notes
Sorry for the short chapter, but I'm busy working on my Resident Evil fanfic! Please understand. My next chapter'll be longer, okay? Okay. Enjoy!
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Chapter Six: I Think I Love You
"Damn…That was kinda' sudden…" Zell mumbled, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked back to his dorm late that afternoon.
He let out a soft sigh, letting his beautiful blue eyes fall down to the floor, watching his feet as he walked casually back to the Dormitory.
"Why did Rinoa want me to kiss her? And why did I do it? What the hell's going on? I haven't been myself lately…" Zell murmured as his mind traced the events that happened an hour ago on the 2F Balcony.
"Zell!" a familiar voice cried out from the Dormitory that lay a few good yards away.
"Yeah?" Zell called out, stopping dead in his tracks.
Quiet foosteps sounded on the marble floor as Zell looked up, blue eyes staring into the distance, desperate to put a face to that cool voice.
It was Squall.
"What's up?" Squall asked, pushing his hands into his pockets, trying his best to act casual.
"Nothin' much," Zell lied.
Squall simply nodded, letting his stormy eyes look down at the marble floor.
"What's on your mind?" Zell inquired, tilting his head up at his pale- faced friend.
"I…I have to talk to you," Squall murmured, looking into the gorgeous blue eyes that complimented Zell's face so well.
"I figured," Zell said with a laugh.
"But not here," Squall replied. "Can we…can we talk in private? Somewhere…?"
"Ooooh, a secret?" Zell joked, playfully rolling his eyes.
"Yeah," Squall murmured, looking back at the Dormitory, wondering if Seifer could see him and Zell talking.
"Well we can go to the dorms or something," Zell suggested.
"No," Squall stated. "No, we can't do that. Uh…is the Cafeteria busy this time of the day?"
"The Cafeteria's busy every time of the day," Zell replied, forcing a smile.
"You're right," Squall admitted. "Damn."
"We can go to the Library," Zell declared. "The Library's never busy."
Squall smiled, nodding in agreement to Zell's clever suggestion.
"Let's go," Squall murmured. "It's important."
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The Library was empty, just as Zell had thought. None of the students really cared for reading much, and so the large supply of books that Headmaster Cid ordered monthly was basically nothing but a lost cause.
Hopping onto a nearby table, Zell folded his arms across his muscular chest.
"So what is it you wanted to talk to me about?" he inquired.
"…Us," Squall murmured.
"Us?" Zell repeated, raising a pale eyebrow up at his brunette friend.
"Yeah," Squall declared. "That hug you gave me…when I healed you? It…it meant allot to me."
"Well me too," Zell revealed.
"Really?" Squall asked, his voice rich with hopefulness.
"Sure," Zell said. "I mean…you saved me. And it…it felt so good to be healed. And so I hugged you. It meant allot to me, though. Don't get me wrong. I'm really glad it was you."
"…You're glad," Squall said dumbly, his lips curving into a small smile.
"Yup," Zell stated. "So like…is that all you had to say?"
"…" Squall was speechless. What *was* it that he wanted to tell Zell?
"…Or not," Zell replied, grinning.
"…I…I broke up with Seifer," Squall revealed.
Zell jumped up, throwing his hands away from his chest as he did.
"What?!" he cried.
"I dumped him," Squall murmured. "He…he just…he didn't understand me. I can't believe it took me so long to realize."
"…Well good for you!" Zell cheered, playfully punching Squall in the arm. "I'm happy for ya'."
"You are?" Squall inquired, surprised.
"Of course! I mean…I never really liked Seifer much. Such a smart- ass. Yeah, he really thought he was somethin' special. Always thinkin' he was so big and tough when a single punch from me could knock him out cold," Zell said.
"Yeah…" Squall trailed off, looking deep into Zell's gorgeous blue eyes.
"…Uh…dude?" Zell murmured, raising a pale eyebrow at his taciturn friend. "You're…you're lookin' at me all weird and shit…"
"Oh," Squall mumbled. "Sorry, sorry…"
"…You have somethin' else to tell me, don't you?" Zell asked, tilting his head to the side.
"…Yeah," Squall whispered. "I…It's gonna' seem awkward."
"Surprise, surprise," Zell joked. "Come on, now. Out with it, boy!"
"…I think…I think I…" Squall stammered.
It was much more difficult than he had originally thought. He thought it would just magically slip out, and then the two of them would live happily ever after. It wasn't anything like that.
"You think you…?" Zell repeated, holding out his hands in confusion.
"I think I…have feelings for you," Squall admitted, bowing his head in shame.
"…Love?" Zell asked, taken aback by Squall's statement of affection.
"Yeah," Squall replied. "I think I love you. I don't know why or how it happened, but…I'm just telling you what my heart feels."
"…I…I don't know what to say," Zell managed. "I really don't."
"…Do you feel the same way?" Squall inquired, desperate to become the holder of Zell's heart.
"…No," Zell mumbled. "I really don't. I love you as a friend, but that's it. I'm not gay, Squall…"
Squall felt the tears swelling up within his stormy eyes. Squall had never cried in his life, but he was getting fearfully close to it now. His bottom lip quivered as he wiped his eyes with his forearm, shaking his head in embarrassment.
"…I'm sorry," Zell murmured. "I really am."
"…No," Squall whispered. "Don't be. You don't have anything to be sorry about."
Zell nodded, a look of sympathy crawling across his handsome face. He looked at Squall with concern, desperately wanting his friend to cheer up.
Since it was the only thing left to do, Zell wrapped his arms around Squall, bringing him into a warm embrace. Once again, they were hugging. But it was merely a friendly hug. A hug that told Squall that Zell really cared…A hug that made Squall want Zell even more, even though Zell was straight.
Why did Squall want Zell so bad? What was so special about this spiky-haired blonde that most thought of as an immature teen? Even Squall didn't know, but it broke his heart to know that Zell wasn't interested in him in *that* kinda' way…
TO BE CONTINUED/PLZ R&R
Sorry for the short chapter, but I'm busy working on my Resident Evil fanfic! Please understand. My next chapter'll be longer, okay? Okay. Enjoy!
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Chapter Six: I Think I Love You
"Damn…That was kinda' sudden…" Zell mumbled, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked back to his dorm late that afternoon.
He let out a soft sigh, letting his beautiful blue eyes fall down to the floor, watching his feet as he walked casually back to the Dormitory.
"Why did Rinoa want me to kiss her? And why did I do it? What the hell's going on? I haven't been myself lately…" Zell murmured as his mind traced the events that happened an hour ago on the 2F Balcony.
"Zell!" a familiar voice cried out from the Dormitory that lay a few good yards away.
"Yeah?" Zell called out, stopping dead in his tracks.
Quiet foosteps sounded on the marble floor as Zell looked up, blue eyes staring into the distance, desperate to put a face to that cool voice.
It was Squall.
"What's up?" Squall asked, pushing his hands into his pockets, trying his best to act casual.
"Nothin' much," Zell lied.
Squall simply nodded, letting his stormy eyes look down at the marble floor.
"What's on your mind?" Zell inquired, tilting his head up at his pale- faced friend.
"I…I have to talk to you," Squall murmured, looking into the gorgeous blue eyes that complimented Zell's face so well.
"I figured," Zell said with a laugh.
"But not here," Squall replied. "Can we…can we talk in private? Somewhere…?"
"Ooooh, a secret?" Zell joked, playfully rolling his eyes.
"Yeah," Squall murmured, looking back at the Dormitory, wondering if Seifer could see him and Zell talking.
"Well we can go to the dorms or something," Zell suggested.
"No," Squall stated. "No, we can't do that. Uh…is the Cafeteria busy this time of the day?"
"The Cafeteria's busy every time of the day," Zell replied, forcing a smile.
"You're right," Squall admitted. "Damn."
"We can go to the Library," Zell declared. "The Library's never busy."
Squall smiled, nodding in agreement to Zell's clever suggestion.
"Let's go," Squall murmured. "It's important."
* * * * *
The Library was empty, just as Zell had thought. None of the students really cared for reading much, and so the large supply of books that Headmaster Cid ordered monthly was basically nothing but a lost cause.
Hopping onto a nearby table, Zell folded his arms across his muscular chest.
"So what is it you wanted to talk to me about?" he inquired.
"…Us," Squall murmured.
"Us?" Zell repeated, raising a pale eyebrow up at his brunette friend.
"Yeah," Squall declared. "That hug you gave me…when I healed you? It…it meant allot to me."
"Well me too," Zell revealed.
"Really?" Squall asked, his voice rich with hopefulness.
"Sure," Zell said. "I mean…you saved me. And it…it felt so good to be healed. And so I hugged you. It meant allot to me, though. Don't get me wrong. I'm really glad it was you."
"…You're glad," Squall said dumbly, his lips curving into a small smile.
"Yup," Zell stated. "So like…is that all you had to say?"
"…" Squall was speechless. What *was* it that he wanted to tell Zell?
"…Or not," Zell replied, grinning.
"…I…I broke up with Seifer," Squall revealed.
Zell jumped up, throwing his hands away from his chest as he did.
"What?!" he cried.
"I dumped him," Squall murmured. "He…he just…he didn't understand me. I can't believe it took me so long to realize."
"…Well good for you!" Zell cheered, playfully punching Squall in the arm. "I'm happy for ya'."
"You are?" Squall inquired, surprised.
"Of course! I mean…I never really liked Seifer much. Such a smart- ass. Yeah, he really thought he was somethin' special. Always thinkin' he was so big and tough when a single punch from me could knock him out cold," Zell said.
"Yeah…" Squall trailed off, looking deep into Zell's gorgeous blue eyes.
"…Uh…dude?" Zell murmured, raising a pale eyebrow at his taciturn friend. "You're…you're lookin' at me all weird and shit…"
"Oh," Squall mumbled. "Sorry, sorry…"
"…You have somethin' else to tell me, don't you?" Zell asked, tilting his head to the side.
"…Yeah," Squall whispered. "I…It's gonna' seem awkward."
"Surprise, surprise," Zell joked. "Come on, now. Out with it, boy!"
"…I think…I think I…" Squall stammered.
It was much more difficult than he had originally thought. He thought it would just magically slip out, and then the two of them would live happily ever after. It wasn't anything like that.
"You think you…?" Zell repeated, holding out his hands in confusion.
"I think I…have feelings for you," Squall admitted, bowing his head in shame.
"…Love?" Zell asked, taken aback by Squall's statement of affection.
"Yeah," Squall replied. "I think I love you. I don't know why or how it happened, but…I'm just telling you what my heart feels."
"…I…I don't know what to say," Zell managed. "I really don't."
"…Do you feel the same way?" Squall inquired, desperate to become the holder of Zell's heart.
"…No," Zell mumbled. "I really don't. I love you as a friend, but that's it. I'm not gay, Squall…"
Squall felt the tears swelling up within his stormy eyes. Squall had never cried in his life, but he was getting fearfully close to it now. His bottom lip quivered as he wiped his eyes with his forearm, shaking his head in embarrassment.
"…I'm sorry," Zell murmured. "I really am."
"…No," Squall whispered. "Don't be. You don't have anything to be sorry about."
Zell nodded, a look of sympathy crawling across his handsome face. He looked at Squall with concern, desperately wanting his friend to cheer up.
Since it was the only thing left to do, Zell wrapped his arms around Squall, bringing him into a warm embrace. Once again, they were hugging. But it was merely a friendly hug. A hug that told Squall that Zell really cared…A hug that made Squall want Zell even more, even though Zell was straight.
Why did Squall want Zell so bad? What was so special about this spiky-haired blonde that most thought of as an immature teen? Even Squall didn't know, but it broke his heart to know that Zell wasn't interested in him in *that* kinda' way…
TO BE CONTINUED/PLZ R&R