**DISCLAIMER** Nope, I still don't own Final Fantasy VIII, though if I could, I would…



Author's note: It's midnight, and I'm barely awake… only the tea can save me… gimme da sugaaaaaaar!!!! MWUAHAHAAHA!!!! Yes, if the lemony parts seem a bit… well… not lemony, its cuz I'm reeeeally tired… anyway, I hope you enjoy… now, let me put Eyes on Me on repeat…. And I'll write now… cha cha cha!





Seifer was bored. Bored with everything. His home, his friends… even his life as an exile. After the Ultimecia War, he didn't dare return to Balamb Garden. Hyne knows what would happen then…

Seifer Almasy was quite happy just… running from things. It was all he could really do now. He couldn't trust anyone, after he heard that people were looking for him. The only two people he could trust were his two best friends in the entire world, Raijin and Fujin. Only they knew the truth, about what happened.

But no one knew what he really wanted. Not a living soul. The man that Seifer wanted couldn't be reached, he'd probably kill him when he saw him now. After what had happened between them… Sometimes, he'd whisper his name out into the blackness of the night, and wish that he was there with him, but he knew it was never possible. Seifer had loved Squall Leonheart forever, and he always would…

**FLASHBACK**

It wasn't fair! The seven-year-old Seifer Almasy pouted in the corner. His jealousy had gotten the best of him… again…

Squall was playing with some building blocks with Zell and Irvine. It looked as if they were building a castle. It was pretty big, almost as tall as Seifer. There was a throne on the top where A G.I. Joe was seated, with a Barbie doll in his lap.

Seifer walked over, curious.

"Hey guys. Whatcha buildin'?"

"A big castle, and Squall's the king this time, 'cus it was his idea.!" Said Irvine, Zell nodding along in agreement.

"Cool! Hey, Squall, who's the girl in your lap?" Seifer asked.

" I dunno…. Hey…. It kinda looks like Quisty, so I guess it is her." Squall said with a straight face.

Seifer felt pretty damn crushed right there… he liked Squall, even at the tender young age of seven. Seifer twisted up his face in disgust. He didn't like Quisty anymore. How dare she??? Seifer stomped over to the young, blonde Quisty, who was playing 'School' with her stuffed animals in the flower field outside the orphanage.

Quistis smiled brightly when she saw Seifer.

"Hi Seify, what's going on?"

Seifer scowled and picked up a large wooden stick that was lying near a patch of sunflowers.

"I HATE YOU!" Seifer yelled as loud as he could and swung at Quistis's blonde head as hard as his little arms could. Poor Quisty didn't see what was coming, so there was no way in Hell she could have prepared for the oncoming assault.

The stick hit her on her upper- forehead, and Quistis stumbled backwards, too shocked to feel the pain yet. Then the tears came….

Quistis yelled and started crying as she fell backwards into the sunflower patch, a red mark forming on her pale forehead.

Seifer smirked, feeling no regret, and waltzed back inside, pleased with himself.

**END FLASHBACK**

Seifer smiled slightly at the memory. Even as a seven- year- old, he was a killer. Sure, he'd gotten in a Hell of a lot of trouble after that, but it was worth it at the time. So evil… he loved it…

The blonde exile absently traced over the scar on his forehead, the scar that was made by his beloved Squall. Those were some great times, training with his thought- to- be enemy. Squall Leonheart and he were lovers for quite a while, covering their emotions at the time with staged hate. Gays weren't socially accepted at Balamb Garden, hell, bi's were hardly tolerated. That's why Seifer and Squall covered their relationship, only Fujin had known, because…

**FLASHBACK**

Seifer, now 12, was sitting on the couch in his dorm with his lover, Squall. He was flipping through the channels on the television, trying to find something remotely interesting for the two of them to watch. Squall yawned, it was midnight. He wasn't supposed to be up this late, but hell, it was the weekend, who cared?

After finding nothing entertaining being featured on the T.V., Seifer switched it off and faced Squall, grinning.

"Hey, have you ever made out with anyone?"

"Nope… I haven't had the chance…"

"You wanna try it out?"

"Right here? Right now?" Squall sounded a bit shocked, but in a good way.

"Where else? I mean, we got nuttin' better to do… ya know?"

"Uhh… ok… but you start, I have no clue how to do this…" Squall said.

"Ok, whatever you say." Seifer grinned his well- known smirk and moved in, closing the gap between him and Squall.

Seifer put his arm around Squall's waist and held him nearer, so that their torso's were touching. He put his other arm around his neck, and pressed his lips to Squall's moist, warm ones. The closeness of it all gave them both a tingling feeling in their stomachs, it was notably pleasurable.

Seifer parted Squall's warm, velvety lips with his tongue and explored the new surroundings. Squall's tongue came into play, and their tongues kinda flopped around for a while until they figured out what they were supposed to do.

Squall arched his lower back so that his waist was touching Seifer's. He then started grinding his hips against his, wanting a little more than what was planned. Seifer smiled coyly and started undoing Squall's pants when-

"SHOCK!"

Both of the boys on the couch bolted upright and saw the sliver- haired girl known as Fujin Kazeno standing in the doorway, her mouth agape. Her one red eye was wide open, and if her other one wasn't covered with that patch, would have been as equally wide. Her eyebrows were raised, and they sat unnaturally high upon her ashen forehead.

"… Hi Fuj… what's up?" Seifer said sarcastically.

" WHAT? BEWILDERED!" Was Fujin's vague reply.

" Ok, ok… listen, we can't hide this from everyone… do you mind if I tell her what's going on, Seif?" Squall said.

"Yeah, ok… but only she can know! Fujin, you gotta swear right here, right now that ya wont tell no one nuttin' about this, ok?"

"AGREE. APPRISE NOW!"

"Ok… this is what's up… me and Seif have been kinda seein' each other… for a while now. And-"

"REPUGNANCE? COVER UP?"

"Yeah, that whole 'Seifer hates Squall, Squall hates Seifer' thing was a cover up, but you know how people take gay relationships nowadays, right?"

"…YES…"

"So, we kept it a secret… and now you got us! But you cant tell ANYONE, it's really important, not even Raijin can know, ok?"

"AGREED"

They all smiled. It was good to get that out of their system.

**END FLASHBACK**



Seifer smiled at that memory too. The very first make- out session of innumerable ones to follow. How he loved the taste of Squall's sweet mouth… he had never gone all the way with him…. Though they had been close to it many times. But there had been plenty of teasing….

He would give anything to see him again… to hold him, kiss him…

Oh yea, he wanted him… but did Squall want Seifer in that same way?

Or did he want Seifer so that he could take Lionheart and bury the blade deep into his chest?

So many questions…

Fuck it. Fuck it all. Fuck the whole damned planet. Who the hell cares anymore? If he wanted to see Squall, who was gonna stop him? Ok, a lot of people… but still? Who cares what anyone thinks of him? All that matters is Squall, and he'd murder and step on anyone to get him.

That's it Almasy! Seifer thought to himself. Tomorrow you're getting your lazy ass up off this destitute ground, and you're gonna see him!



**So, so, what did ya think??? Huh huh huh? Please, please, please (!) review! It would really mean a lot to me, and I'll probably continue this if I get enough…. Cha cha cha!**