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Road Trip

Seifer gently shook Squall's shoulder. "Wake up, love."

"Huh?"

"I need the map. Where did you put it?" Seifer asked. It registered on Squall that the motor was no longer running and Seifer was leaning over to him.

"Um…it's in the boot. Underneath the tent I packed 'just in case'." He struggled to sit vertical, but Seifer's mouth on his stopped him.

"Stay there. It's fine, I'll get it." Seifer told him as he got out of the car. Squall sighed and reached over to pop the boot for his boyfriend, who had evidently forgotten. Seifer smiled sourly at his own expense. "Thanks." He came back to the car after a few minutes, carrying the map.

"Give it here." Squall sat up. "You can't read maps."

"I know. But you can rest. I have had instruction in map reading since I got us lost last time."

Squall gave his a look and took the map off him. He glanced around them, and then pointed to a spot on the map, "We're here. If you carry on up this road ten miles we'll pass a farmhouse."

Seifer started the engine again. "Okay, we'll stop there." He looked at Squall and smiled, ruffling his brunette's hair gently. "You tired?"
"I've been sleeping most of the time Seifer." Squall pointed out.

"So…we can have some fun." Seifer said innocently.

"Seifer…I know your kind of fun." Squall groaned.

The blond made a face then laughed and leaned over to rub his nose against Squall's in a loving gesture. "If you don't like it I'd never pressure you." He whispered into Squall's ear, still driving one-handed and no eyed.
"I know." Squall sighed, engaging Seifer in an open-mouthed kiss. Then his attractive lover pulled away, turning his concentration mostly to the highway once more. A few moments later they pulled up outside a small farmhouse, made of traditional redbrick and with a tiny enclosure in front, and a larger yard at the rear.

"We're here. Hyne, it's really quiet, I don't see any animals."

"Me neither. Maybe it's abandoned." Squall got out quietly, shoving his coat on his seat. "Lets go and see."

"Okay." Seifer followed him, dumping his coke can in the prominent trash bin just outside the yard. Squall knocked tentatively on the door, peering inside for any sign of movement. A few moments later a thin woman with thin brown hair and a worried face opened it.

"Hello?" She asked cautiously.

Seifer took charge, guessing that the woman was poor and hard done by. Possibly even beaten by her husband, he thought, noting the bruise on her neck. "Me and my boyfriend are on a road trip. We saw your farmhouse on the map and decided to see if you'd let us pay for some lodging. We've been on the road a while."

The woman smiled slightly, "Of course you can stay dears. My names Aggie, and you are…?"

Seifer smiled and pointed to Squall, "My boyfriend Squall, and I'm Seifer."

"Seifer Almasy and Squall Leonhart?" Aggie asked weakly.

"Yes. Don't worry, I keep him on a lead." Squall laughed. "Truly, he was possessed as the sorceresses knight."

"You are both very famous." Aggie smiled, "I don't mind that he was the sorceresses knight, I just thought you two were rivals."

Seifer nodded, "We were, but we've both come to appreciate the other."

Aggie smiled knowingly, "Come in, come in" Her expression turned slightly worried, "I assume you can both defend yourselves…It's just my husband doesn't like strangers."

"We can take care of yourselves." They assured her, and Seifer slipped a hand round Squall's waist, "Yeah, Squall's been doing that since Ellone left him."

"Seifer." Squall said sadly, and Seifer looked at him apologetically.

"Right. That wasn't funny, sorry." Aggie looked at them curiously again, then ushered them inside.

"I've got a bit of stew you can have, and there's a little home baked bread, though that's all I can give you." Aggie bustled about the small kitchen. Squall looked appalled.

"Oh, it doesn't matter!" He exclaimed. "We don't need feeding."

"Nonsense." Aggie scolded as she began to heat the stew. "You're still growing boys, and you need good nutrition."

"But-"

"Now, sit at the table and be quiet. If your conscience demands it, you can pay me a little, but sit down!"

Squall shrugged and moved to sit at one end of the small scrubbed wooden table. Seifer sat next to him, putting a caring hand on his leg beneath the table, rubbing slightly. Squall flashed him a grateful smile. Aggie handed them each a small plate of stew, and a roll.

"Mmm, this is delicious Aggie!" Seifer complimented. She nodded and bobbed a slight country curtsy.

"Thankee dearie. Now, I'll show you to your rooms. Do you need anything from your car?"

"I'll go get it, don't worry Aggie." Seifer told her. He got up and went out to the car, coming back carrying the bag he and Squall shared.

"This way." Aggie led them up a set of badly matched wooden steps. "I assume you'd want to share a room."

"Please." Squall told her gratefully. She opened a door and pointed them into a clean but simple little bedroom.

"Call me if you need anything." She told them, before leaving them. They both sat on the double bed, and the room was silent.