- 30 years later - (Squall: 47)
The old man coughs harshly, drops of blood falling from his lips. The blonde man next to him rubs his back soothingly, trying to calm him down. The brunet's coughing finally comes to an end and leaning back he finds comfort in the angel's muscular arms.
"It'll be over soon. I'm truly sorry that I can not lessen the pain." The Guardian angel is not surprised to feel tears stream down his face as he tightens his hold on the too slim brunet. Squall turns his head slightly and meets the blonde's lips with his own. They share a passionate kiss until Squall breaks away gently.
"You lessen the pain by just being here. While everyone else has left me, you have remained. And that means more to me then you could possibly imagine." Squall smiles at his angel, but quickly turns away from the man as more coughs shake his tiny frame. The brunet feels very tired all of a sudden. He leans back into the blonde's embrace and shuts his eyes. Trying to block out the pain so he can get some much needed sleep.
He soon finds it impossible, as another round of coughs shake his very being. He feels his angel rubbing his back, trying to calm him. Squall knows he is dying. And there's nothing the guardian angel can do about it. It is his time.
"Seifer... you know I love you right?" the angel smiles, ducking his head slightly, the blonde meets the old man's cracked and aged lips with his own. His tongue slides into the mouth easily, the hint of metallic not taking away from Squall's usual sweet and spicy flavour. Thirty years ago, Seifer had done the unthinkable and told Squall his name. Guardian angels were sworn to never show human's their true form and above all, to never tell them their name. To tell a human their name means to lose their freedom. They may no longer go back to the heavens until their chosen one dies.
Not every angel is chosen to be a Guardian angel. It takes certain skills and personality traits for them to be able to make the transition to Guardian. Seifer had those traits and skills. And when he was only a babe, a chosen one was destined to him. His chosen one was born eleven years after him. And Seifer had been very eager to meet him. As soon as Squall was born Seifer's aging stopped. He would forever look eighteen, but his mind would continue to grow and learn. Some thought it a curse to stay the same age throughout your life just because your chosen one is born. But Seifer didn't care. He was happy to watch Squall as he grew. He saved him a couple of times when he was only a babe, his foster parents at the time had left the house and Squall was quickly turning blue, seeing as how he couldn't breath. One of those famous cases of babies just suddenly forgetting how to breath. But Seifer had been there and simply placing a hand on the baby's cheek had made Squall breathe again. That was the first time Squall had seen his angel. And he had never forgotten him. Seifer was there for every trial of his young life, but Squall only got to see him when Seifer saved his life.
Seifer watched Squall grow up. The brunet found out he was gay when he was thirteen and discovered that he found blonde men very attractive. Since then he experimented. Seifer was happy that Squall was a homosexual like him. That meant that he stood a chance and his love for the brunet would not be rejected in disgust. But Seifer did not act on his love for the youth until he was seventeen. That moment where Squall almost committed suicide had been the last straw for Seifer. He declared that was it and he was going to stay on earth with Squall until the brunet died. He didn't care that he had lost his freedom. All he cared about was finally being able to hold Squall in his arms and to tell him his name. To hear those sweet lips say his name in that sexy, husky voice that only Seifer got to hear. Those pleasure filled screams that only Seifer had ever heard. And the sweet milky essence that only Seifer got to taste.
They spent thirty loving years together. Squall finally got to move into his own flat when he was of legal age, and they had lived happily together in the small apartment. But their happiness soon came to an end when Squall discovered that he had some short of disease that the doctors didn't know how to cure. The disease didn't start acting up until just recently, at least three weeks from today. Squall grew incredibly pale and skinny; Seifer could see his slender ribs when he made love to him. Food refused to stay down and blood refused to stay inside.
Seifer knew instinctively that it was time. And he couldn't heal Squall when it was his time to die. Even if it pained him greatly to see Squall in so much pain. He knew it would be over soon enough. And Squall and him would live pleasantly in the clouds once this was all over.
Seifer snapped out of his thoughts to find Squall looking at him oddly. "Are you okay? You kind of drifted off there." Seifer smiled at the no longer youthful brunet. "Yes I'm okay. Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Squall smiled slightly and nuzzled further into his naked embrace. They hadn't bothered with clothes for a long time now. Since it tired Squall greatly to change every time spilled blood and vomit got onto his or Seifer's shirt. And Seifer just wanted the feeling of Squall's heated flesh against his own.
Something flashed behind Seifer's eyes. Not taking the time to really think about it, the blonde knew what it was. A warning of Squall's upcoming death. Looking down sadly at the brunet, he pulls him close.
"It's time isn't it?" the angel sighs quietly, squeezing the brunette in answer. "It's okay. I'll be fine, I know that I'll be seeing you as soon as I cross over. So it's not that big of a deal. It's not like I have much to live for here." Seifer knew his chosen one was right, even if it was sad to admit that Squall really had nothing to live for in this life.
"I love you Squall, with all my heart. Let us go to sleep, it will be more pleasant for you to pass on in your slumber." Squall nods and snuggling into Seifer's cool flesh he closes his eyes.
"I love you too Seifer. See you in the next life." The blonde angel smiles, relieved that Squall will finally leave this mockery of a life and will spend eternity with him in the clouds. Seifer embraces Squall tightly and letting his eyes finally drop close, he sighs contently.
