A/N: Wow, an update! Actually it's more of a half-hearted update, because I can't actually remember what I wrote. Whatever it is (maybe I'll read it later, I just wanted to post and get another chapter out of the way) let me know what you think of the direction in which it is headed and most importantly, how to improve.

DISCLAIMER: FFVII belongs to Squaresoft ©, but the story belongs to me along with Itixe…and anything else I may decide is mine at the spur of the moment, like the chocobos, I need to get myself one of those.

THE CORRUPTION OF POWER

CHAPTER 5 – Humour on a Journey does Everyone Some Good / Day Four, the Voyage to the Kramers

This was hell, okay so he had Rajin and Fujin to keep him company, but those two were slightly more occupied with each other to always be around to keep him entertained, not really that they should have too. Problem was he was stuck on this fucking continent, stranded with few supplies and stuck with a group of adolescent lunatics who had no better idea where they were going than he did.

It certainly wasn't his best life experience, the situation reminded him of the eight month period before Ultimecia brain washed him.

There were still some events that made life here a little more endurable, like Squall's feeble attempt to catch fish and teasing Zell about rubbing Jelly-Eye gunk into his shorts as opposed to washing it out. However, these events were few and far between and if he wasn't seething in anger at a comment someone made thinking he didn't hear, then he was bored, wandering aimlessly around the area wishing he were on the Island Closest to Hell to face the challenge of a Ruby Dragon. Right now he was in the 'angry because I'm bored' stage.

Maybe showering will help to wash away all this anger. "Selphie, where is the porta-shower, I want to put it up?"

This raised eyebrows from everyone on around the camp, each of them had pretty much avoided the work load involved with setting up the shower because of the work load and the fact that the damn piece of equipment would then need to be packed away again in the morning. "Okay, but why don't you let Zell help you? By the look on his face I'd think that he doesn't believe that you can do it on your own."

"That Chicken-wuss, don't know shit." Seifer muttered under his breath. "So where is it?"

"I think it's in a capsule in the back of my tent." (A/N: Yes, I know a DBZ reference, but it's convenient.)

Seifer made his way back over to the orange tent and clambered in. "Where is it?" he called back through the waterproof fabric.

"Where are you?"

"At the back of your tent." He called back in response.

"Okay, try under my sleeping bag."

"Which one?"

"The yellow one, silly."

A ruffling sound could be heard. "I can't see it."

"I'm sure that's were I put it…" Selphie mused.

"Under the sleeping bag?" Irvine queried.

"No, at the back. Seifer, try the corners."

Again a ruffling sound could be heard only this time it was accompanied by a couple of zip sounds and bumps of sliding draws falling out their chests. "Seifer, don't you dare think of searching in Selphie's underwear draw!" Irvine ordered as the thought dawned on him.

"I was not searching through your girl's thongs Irvine, but I don't know where else to look."

"Well don't try, you have thongs?" He turned to Selphie, then… "How do you know Selphie has thongs?"

A snigger could be heard from inside the tent. "Irvine, ha, ha, ha, I can't believe, he, he, he, you keep a journal."

With that both Selphie and Zell burst into fits of laughter as Irvine rocketed of from his seat and into the tent. Zell and Selphie in hysterical laughter and struggling sounds and curses coming from Irvine and Selphie's tent woke up the others who remained asleep and it wasn't long until they too were in tears regarding the situation.

Eventually after a final grunt the sniper scrambled out of the collapsed shelter, reshaping his hat and clinging a black notepad tightly to his chest.

"Wow, who would have thought the ladies man, sharp shooter could actually have a bad hair day!" Quistis commented covering her mouth with her hand in attempt to hide a snigger from erupting into a burst of giggles.

In attempt to fix the problem Irvine brought a mirror out from one of his pockets and examined himself. His dark red hair was barely still being held by his band but even that which was still being restrained by the elastic looked as if it was highly charged with static. He walked off in a sulk in order to flatten out his hair away from the endless laughter even from his oh so supportive girlfriend.

"Hey look, I've found it!"

"Hee hee … what?" Selphie managed to ask in attempt to actually get some air into her lungs while she rolled on the ground in a fit of giggles.

"The shower capsule," Seifer replied scrambling out of the wreckage and wrapping the material around his face like a childe does with a duvet.

Wow, he looks really … no way did I even attempt to think that. Okay so yea, he's attractive, hence the girls at the Garden following him like mindless sheep and Hyne he looks good, but that really isn't a word I should use to describe a guy, I mean Seifer, I mean a guy. Oh Hyne.

"So are you going to help me or just sit there with your head in your hands all day chicken-wuss?"

"Huh?"

"The shower."

That really isn't an image I need right now. "Sure, obviously finding the capsule alone was a taxing enough task for you."

"Hee, hee, wow, go Zell!" Selphie cheered.

"Whatever chicken-wuss."

"Great vocabulary Seifer, who knows, you may rival Squall soon." Zell mocked getting up from his position on one of the logs around the camp fire.

Gaining a "Hn" as acknowledgement for speaking Seifer wondered around for a while with Zell tagging along until they got to an area with a sort-of circle shaped wall of vegetation around it. "So what do you think Zell?"

"I think all this fresh air and lack of food is getting to me." Zell mumbled still dwelling on his prior thoughts and failing to notice Seifer's use of his first name.

"What?"

"Huh? Nothing, just this place is getting on my nerves more than you do Seifer. The area looks okay, kinda scenic."

"This place gets on your nerves more than I do, guess I need to work on my technique, how about I find a large spider and drop it in the shower while you're washing?"

"Go to hell Seifer."