Chapter 4
They all made a mutual decision to leave there as fast as possible.
Red XIII approached Tifa and Cloud, still dancing, and advised them to leave quickly.
By the time the group was almost to the door, they'd realized they had forgotten someone....
"It had to be yoooou..." a sexy tenor voice sang out through a microphone.
Rinoa's, along with the rest of humanity's eyes widened, looking up to the stage.
Barret had a cocktail dress on, caressing the mic with his left hand, patting his hip with his right.
"What the..!!" a distressed voice was heard from the other side of the room.
Everyone looked over to see Seifer, being 'attacked' by someone twice his size.
"There's no time!", Selphie hurriedly said, before they rushed out the door.
* * * * * * * * * * *
It was noon before any of them woke up from their deep slumber.
"Uuuh.." Squall grunted, as he rolled over in bed. He smacked his lips together, exhausted. He felt something warm and damp under the sheets. Lifting them revealed a Ronso's head cut off at the neck.
"Aaaah!" He screamed at the sight of the bloody sheets.
He jumped out of bed quickly, hitting his ankles on his night stand.
"Seifer..." he growled angrily.
He vowed to himself that revenge would be rightfully his.
The End
FreakPeopleRule@aol.com
Author's Note: Once again, don't mean to offend anyone. If I did, you can send me hate mail, I don't mind. For some reason, I always have the plot revolved around gay issues. Go figure, it's just the most versatile thing to work with, I guess. Anywho, I hope you liked it, please send your reviews my way, just to say if it sucked or not. Also, if this one was better than my first story, I dunno. I kinda let loose more on this one, but oh well. It's 4:30 in the morning, what do you expect? I left the door wide open for a sequel, I was just too tired to write more tonight, so I ended it.
They all made a mutual decision to leave there as fast as possible.
Red XIII approached Tifa and Cloud, still dancing, and advised them to leave quickly.
By the time the group was almost to the door, they'd realized they had forgotten someone....
"It had to be yoooou..." a sexy tenor voice sang out through a microphone.
Rinoa's, along with the rest of humanity's eyes widened, looking up to the stage.
Barret had a cocktail dress on, caressing the mic with his left hand, patting his hip with his right.
"What the..!!" a distressed voice was heard from the other side of the room.
Everyone looked over to see Seifer, being 'attacked' by someone twice his size.
"There's no time!", Selphie hurriedly said, before they rushed out the door.
* * * * * * * * * * *
It was noon before any of them woke up from their deep slumber.
"Uuuh.." Squall grunted, as he rolled over in bed. He smacked his lips together, exhausted. He felt something warm and damp under the sheets. Lifting them revealed a Ronso's head cut off at the neck.
"Aaaah!" He screamed at the sight of the bloody sheets.
He jumped out of bed quickly, hitting his ankles on his night stand.
"Seifer..." he growled angrily.
He vowed to himself that revenge would be rightfully his.
The End
FreakPeopleRule@aol.com
Author's Note: Once again, don't mean to offend anyone. If I did, you can send me hate mail, I don't mind. For some reason, I always have the plot revolved around gay issues. Go figure, it's just the most versatile thing to work with, I guess. Anywho, I hope you liked it, please send your reviews my way, just to say if it sucked or not. Also, if this one was better than my first story, I dunno. I kinda let loose more on this one, but oh well. It's 4:30 in the morning, what do you expect? I left the door wide open for a sequel, I was just too tired to write more tonight, so I ended it.