Chapter 3

Squall looked away, then was surprised to feel Seifer take his hand. "Squall?" He asked. "Don't...don't be ashamed. It's alright." He wrapped his arms about the brunette. "I'm not ashamed of what I am."

Squall croaked out. "You're...bi? Or g-"

"I'm gay."

Squall didn't trust himself to speak. He leaned against his former rival for a moment. Then he placed his head on Seifer's chest, waiting for him to speak.

"So..."

"So...?" Squall asked.

"So...why don't you try and get to sleep?" Seifer had been about to say something else, but this hadn't seemed the time.

Squall nodded, a little disappointed.

But as Squall lay on his bed in the dark, Seifer heard a sob, and the soft breathing became faster. At a loss for anything else to do, the blond got up from his sleeping bag on the floor, and helped Squall sit up. He put his arms round the brunette awkwardly and held him like that till he calmed down.

"I'm going to be here." He told Squall, seeing his panic as Seifer stood up. "Just a minute."

After a moment, Squall heard a soft noise, and looking up, saw Seifer sliding into the bed with him. He smiled gently, "Nothing naughty, it's just so you know someone's here and I can hear if you feel alone." He kissed Squall's forehead, softly, hesitantly. "It's ok."

And Seifer stayed with Squall all night, holding him in their sleep.

**************************************************************************** ******************************************************************** Seifer muse: That was the perfect time for me to fuck him! *Eyes glaze*

Me: *snappish* I might go all innocent again and not put any lemons in!

Seifer Muse: *sulky* no fair!