Okay well. So now I'm in france. It's
really different from the
little place I come from but.. Well.
I decided I should finally finish some of my fics. I
begun by this
one, and I'll be working after on the next and final
chapter
of "just for", which will be called
"Eyes like yours".
All this to say that I don't have a good impression
for this fic.
The beginning was kind of good, but I think the end
will be… shit. I
mean too simple. Anyway it's the case for this
chapter. Tell me what
you think. And do not worry. The final chapter of this
one will be
better! (or so I hope…^_^)
Chapter 3:
Squall:
It's nearly 5:30 pm when Griever come back. Or I
should say throw
his bag across the room, burst in the office, and fall
in the
furthest chair from the door. I look up from my
papers.
"Bad time?"
"Fuck them all."
I sigh. Each time I sent Griever to his mother place,
he comes back
angrier than before. And I have to work on him again.
"What's going on?"
"I met this guy in school, Dustyn. He's cool, but
because of him, we
had to clean the whole kitchen. And I swear I won't
eat there
anymore!"
I can't repress a chuckle. He looks at me, anger in
his eyes. But
then he relaxes and smiles.
"So you find a friend.. That's good…"
"Yes, I suppose… But…"
I look up at him, fully concerned.
"Is there a problem?"
"Have you ever had strange thoughts about a
boy?"
What the…
"Excuse me?"
"Listen dad, I'm not saying I'm gay. It's just…
well it's a really
nice man. And he's gorgeous. You hadn't date any woman
since my
mother, and I was wondering if you could be gay."
"…"
He looks at me, a rare smile playing on his lips. I,
for my part,
have some difficulties to register what he just said. Had
he just
asked me if I was … Gay?
"Why are you asking me that?"
"Because I want to know the truth. Because I want
you to know the
truth. So I decided you should come with me tomorrow
in school."
"In school? And why? What is so important in your
school?"
"You'll see."
Saying that, he stands up, grabs his bag and went out
of my office.
I can't trust my ears. My own son just asked me if I
was gay. And
he's planning something to find the truth. Well… I
must say I'm
curious to see what he had in that little head of his…
Griever:
First part of the plan: completed.
Now, second part.
It's nearly 9 am when we finally stop in front of the
school. I
know dad is a little nervous, even if he doesn't show
it. But I know
better. I can read him as easily he can read me. And
even better
than him. Because he doesn't know what I had in mind.
I spent most of yesterday afternoon talking with
Dustyn. I get to
know him better, as well as his family. I don't know
why, but it
felt nice to be with him. He's so different from
Gabriel and
Madyson… I could talk about anything with him. Talk
about my
problems with my mother, talk about my feeling of
loneliness, about
the bitterness of life… he simply seat there, and he
listen. That's
something new for me.
So we talked the whole afternoon. I told me my
secrets, and he told
me his.
And I felt so good near him.
And I kissed him.
He kissed back, and for a long moment, when our lips
finally parted,
we were just looking in each other's eyes.
Then he begun to laugh lightly. At first, I felt
embarrassed, and a
bit hurt. But he took my chin in his hand and looked
at me with his
beautiful emerald eyes. He surprised me when he told
me my father
and his father did the same when they were the same
age.
But because of the GFs, my father forgot his promise.
That why his father became such a bully. He couldn't
accept the fact
Squall didn't love him anymore, worse… Squall didn't
remember to
have been in love with Seifer.
Dustyn explained me the "romantic dream". Seifer
wanted to conquer
my father back. To be whole again. That was the
promise Ultimecia
made to Seifer.
I asked him if his father still had a crush on my
father.
"No. It's not a simple crush. It's love."
That was his reply.
So I decided to do something for my father. Don't ask
me why. I
don't know myself. Maybe because he's my father, and I
love him. I
want him to be happy.
Now, I'm guiding him to Seifer's office. Dustyn and
Kirsten look at
me knowingly, smiling. She opens the door, while I
turn toward my
father.
"Go in. Your destiny's waiting for you."
He studies me for a while, trying to read me, to find
a clue on
what's going on. Come on Dad. Trust me, you won't
regret it.
"Go in, Dad. Please."
