Aaaww, thank you for the reviews people! Especially Redrum who has read every chapter, and reviewed nearly every chapter! I welcome reviews everybody! *Hint hint*

Anyway, if anyone can guess what Seifer plans for Squall at the end of the road trip (and its not too hard, trust me!), then DON'T TELL ANYONE ELSE! Email me if you're desperate to know.

Road Trip

"Found our way yet?" Seifer asked hopefully. Squall shook his head, sighing.

"I don't recognize anything round here. Looks like we'll be lost longer than usual. All I've picked up is that there's a rest house about 2 days along this road."

"Oh, great." Seifer said sarcastically.

"Hey, its not my fault that people in Winhill never go more than a mile away from home!" Squall protested.

"I didn't say it was." Seifer told him affectionately. "Can we stop for a while? We've still got those dried ration packs, haven't we?" When Squall nodded affirmative, he carried on, "Well, lets stop for lunch in about an hour. We can find somewhere nice to eat."

"Sure." Squall said. Seifer looked at him slyly,

"Do I get a good morning kiss?" He asked.

"Naturally. I can't deny you, love." Squall told him, leaning over to kiss Seifer passionately. He nearly crashed the car before he managed to regain control of the steering wheel and pull away from his blond haired love. Seifer chuckled lightly, rummaging in the compartment below the dash for their sunglasses. Squall's were a custom pair, with Griever etched on them in delicate gold lines, overlaid by a red cross. Seifer had ordered them made for him, on one of his rare romantic impulses. Seifer's were simply black. Anonymous to those who didn't know the blond well, so he could get about without too many people screaming that the evil sorceresses knight was going to massacre all their children.

Actually, the last time that happened Squall had simply glared at everyone, leaned over and kissed him ardently in front of everyone. There was little doubt that the world's savior believed he wouldn't hurt anyone, so people had to accept it or face the commander's wrath.

Seifer settled back against the chair, observing Squall's face. For once it seemed free of care, at peace. It was good for him to be away from Garden, especially with just Seifer. He did too much work, and took too little rest. He took his work so seriously. At Garden, the last time he had had fun was when Seifer, Selphie and Quistis had dragged him away and made him help them organize a festival. That had been fun, especially when he and Squall had done a duet of some romantic song. Selphie had forced them to, and even the patented "if you continue with this subject you'll be sorrier than a grat on fire"1 glare from Squall couldn't dissuade her from the idea once she got hold of it. In the end, they had had to kiss on stage, Selphie's reasons being that they did it all the time when they were alone, and often in front of an audience anyway.

Anyway, Seifer's musing took up 90% of the time they had to wait until they found somewhere to have breakfast. When Squall went to go and find some water to have with their ration packs, Seifer quickly picked a little bunch of flowers and placed them where Squall would sit.

Squall didn't say anything, in fact he couldn't, but he hugged Seifer and kissed him fiercely to show his gratitude. Seifer was touched by how profoundly Squall cherished his gesture that showed his love. It was as if Seifer was the only thing precious in his life. They sat for a long while in the sun, not able to bring themselves to pull away. Seifer held Squall so softly but firmly, and gently stroked his hair. Life seemed timeless for that all too brief moment, the chaste kisses in the sun and the wholesome feeling of being close.

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I actually hate this chapter, but my muses aren't giving me any better so here you are. The flowers are only step one in Seifer's plan to "show those fluffy feelings". Next chapter will arrive soon, a week maximum, but things are conspiring to keep me out of a writing mood. I'll keep you updated on that later, I promise.

1= Sorry, I couldn't resist that!