A/N hey folks, back once again.
I have to warn you that there will be some nasty stuff going on from here on in, its not nice but it has to be delt with, so if your not strong stomached enough, trun back now, for you dinner's sake.
DISCLAIMER-The song used in this is by Alicia Keys and is called 'Never flet this way' and let it be known by everyone that these characters are not mine as much as I wish they were, im just playing with them, they belong to squaresoft and I will put them back as good as new after..promise.only the story and all blot bunnies here after are mine.
After this chapter, updates might become slightlly eratic, as im back to school. I was off last week as some one hit me in the eye, but im ok..thanx for caring.lol
So once again, if this sort of material offends you or you are not mature enough to handle its meaning and message, turn back now.. You have been warned.
On with the show..
CHAPTER THREE
Squall had wanted to go to the party. Irvine was going to be there, and he really needed to see a friendly face. He needed to get out, needed to be away from Seifer for a while. As much as he loved him, Squall felt he was suffocating him, he was spending too much time around him, he did have other friends, why didn't Seifer realise?
Seifer didn't want Squall going any where, he wanted him here with him. Not where everyone else but him could look at him and touch him. They had no right looking at him. Squall wasn't theirs, he was his, and only his. Only he was allowed to see him, touch him and.. And..
No, he wasn't going, and that was that. He would do anything to keep him. Anything
Irvine looked through the busling crowds. He saw Seifer, he watched him come through the doors in his usual 'I'm here, look at me' sort of way. Irvine hated him. He looked past Seifer to find Squall, but he didn't see him. Irvines heart fluttered. Seifer always took Squall everywhere with him, why not now? More to the point, what had happened now?
He pushed people out of his way, sometimes accidentaly spilling drinks and knocking shoulders, but his mumbled appologies couldn't be heard over the loud music and livlly chatter.
He reached Seifer, who stood a good few inches taller than him. A crowd of people had gattered around them, all wanting to talk with Seifer, to invite him into their groups and introduce them to their friends.
Irvine wouldn't let him go.
"Where is he?" he hissed loudly, but not so loud that everyone could hear him above their chatter and drinking.
Seifer looked at him blankly, as if he didn't know him, or who he was on about.
"You know exactly who I mean" Irvine spat, not wanting to put up with any of Seifer's crap tonight. If he had hurt Squall again..
"He's not feeling well" Seifer said, his lie spilling over his lips like his white wine.
Irvine stepped a little closer to the taller man.
"What have you done to him?" his anger could be made out in his blue eyes, hidden underneath his cowboy hat, that he never took off, apparently.
Seifer set his glass down and closed the small distance between them. His eyes bruned so intensly into Irvines, he wasn't surprised that Squall was so afraid and at the same time, captivated by this man.
"Nothing that isn't for his own good." He whispered as his eyes almost twinkled with the secret knowlage of what he had done to his lover.
Irvine couldn't waste time with this man. He broke the eye contact and stormed out of the big hall, leaving the taller gunblader laughing at his back.
Irvine slammed open the secret door, his eyes falling over the empty room, the bed was made, the room was tidy, no one was in there. Irvine's heart ran a little faster.
'if he couldn't fine Squall..'
The panic began to take over him as he tried to think straight, if he wasn't in his room, then he would have to be..?
"Seifer's room" he said allowed to himself. Without thought he stormed back into the empty halls and marched to the dorms, his boots squeeking softly on the tiles and his large coat flapping gently at his ankles.
He reached Seifer's dorm, its plain grey door the same as all the others. Its planeness and similarity to all the others a statement to the man inside. Seifer was no one special, what did Squall see in him that made him so different?
Irvine puched in the code that Squall had given him, if cases like this should ever come up, and the door swished aside.
Irvine stepped in and flipped on the lights.
The room was a mess, the chairs and table were strewn across the place, papers and orniments, broken glass from the t.v, and broken table tops. Clothes, and personal effects littered the carpet, and underneath it all, Irvine could make out stains on the grey carpet. Blood stains.
His breath trembled in his tight throat, his eyes not wanting to see what was in the next room.
He looked to his left as the door shut behind him and leaning up against the door frame as if someone had just left it there on their way out, was a bloody baseball bat.
Irvine stuggled to keep his stomach, as he carefully stepped further into the bedraggled room. As he reached the closed bedroom door, he heard something. It sounded like running water, from the shower, at full blast.
Irvine didn't want to, but small sparks of hope settled in his mind as he grasped hold of the door handle. Maybe Squall was ok, and Seifer had been telling him the truth? Or maybe..
"There will never come a day,
You will ever hear me say,
That I want or need to be without you."
He opened the door, to yet another mess, this time the bedroom. The mattres was pulled off the stand, its covers strew about the room, more clothes and papers, books were tipped off their shelves, and again as Irvine looked at the carpet under foot, he saw the blood stains, only more of them, large splats of blood covered grey carpet, soaked into the material.
"I wanna' give my all.
Baby just hold me,
Simply control me,
Because your arms, they keep away the lonely."
Irvine stepped closer to the bathroom door, the running water louder and thundering in his ears now.
Something cought his attention. It sparkled a bright white in the sudden light from the bulb, and it shone and refelected in the gunner's keen eyesight.
Irvine looked closer, the light sliding off of it to reveal a sharp blade covered almost to the hilt with dark crimson blood.
Irvine stummbled backwards, covering his mouth as the bile threatened to rise, hie eyes began to water as his awaiting tears threatened to fall.
'there was so much blood!' he thought as he looked around him again, and then down at the knife.
'so much blood'
his attention turned back to the bathroom. He was about to grasp the doorhandle when he noticed blooded fingermarks on the shiny surface as if someone had been grasping to get in. Irvine pushed the grim thought out of his head as he opened the door.
"When I look into your eyes,
Then I relise,
All I need is you in my eyes,
All I need is you in my eyes."
Irvine saw the blood first of all, before he saw Squall. The white tiles that were ment to be so crystal clean, where stained with a deep thick blood.
Hand prints marred the walls, spots of it peppered the mirror and floor, there was a large and almost unrecognisable hand print on the side of the bath tub, which was now being washed away with more blood as it seeped from the wrist of a body lying there.
"Squall!"
Irvine wanted to rush over there. Wanted to help. But he couldn't.
His mind was screaming at him to move, but his legs stayed rooted as if in cement. His mind couldn't take it all in. he saw Squall there, lying in the bath tub, the over head shower spitting water out onto him, soaking his clothes to him, the water turned rose coloured as it ran away down the plug hole.
Squall's face, hidden under his matted bangs that were now plastered to him.
And all that blood.
"'cos I've never felt this way about loving.
Never felt so good
Baby I, never felt this way about loving you"
A/N ..BUM BUM BUM.. What has happened to Squall? Has he finally had enough, or is this just another one of Seifer's twisted games?
What will Irvine do?
Will he even get round to doing it?
(puts hands to mouth and screams "oh the blood.all that blood")
nah, only kiddin, please R/R kisses to all.
Gunbladequeen217 xXx
I have to warn you that there will be some nasty stuff going on from here on in, its not nice but it has to be delt with, so if your not strong stomached enough, trun back now, for you dinner's sake.
DISCLAIMER-The song used in this is by Alicia Keys and is called 'Never flet this way' and let it be known by everyone that these characters are not mine as much as I wish they were, im just playing with them, they belong to squaresoft and I will put them back as good as new after..promise.only the story and all blot bunnies here after are mine.
After this chapter, updates might become slightlly eratic, as im back to school. I was off last week as some one hit me in the eye, but im ok..thanx for caring.lol
So once again, if this sort of material offends you or you are not mature enough to handle its meaning and message, turn back now.. You have been warned.
On with the show..
CHAPTER THREE
Squall had wanted to go to the party. Irvine was going to be there, and he really needed to see a friendly face. He needed to get out, needed to be away from Seifer for a while. As much as he loved him, Squall felt he was suffocating him, he was spending too much time around him, he did have other friends, why didn't Seifer realise?
Seifer didn't want Squall going any where, he wanted him here with him. Not where everyone else but him could look at him and touch him. They had no right looking at him. Squall wasn't theirs, he was his, and only his. Only he was allowed to see him, touch him and.. And..
No, he wasn't going, and that was that. He would do anything to keep him. Anything
Irvine looked through the busling crowds. He saw Seifer, he watched him come through the doors in his usual 'I'm here, look at me' sort of way. Irvine hated him. He looked past Seifer to find Squall, but he didn't see him. Irvines heart fluttered. Seifer always took Squall everywhere with him, why not now? More to the point, what had happened now?
He pushed people out of his way, sometimes accidentaly spilling drinks and knocking shoulders, but his mumbled appologies couldn't be heard over the loud music and livlly chatter.
He reached Seifer, who stood a good few inches taller than him. A crowd of people had gattered around them, all wanting to talk with Seifer, to invite him into their groups and introduce them to their friends.
Irvine wouldn't let him go.
"Where is he?" he hissed loudly, but not so loud that everyone could hear him above their chatter and drinking.
Seifer looked at him blankly, as if he didn't know him, or who he was on about.
"You know exactly who I mean" Irvine spat, not wanting to put up with any of Seifer's crap tonight. If he had hurt Squall again..
"He's not feeling well" Seifer said, his lie spilling over his lips like his white wine.
Irvine stepped a little closer to the taller man.
"What have you done to him?" his anger could be made out in his blue eyes, hidden underneath his cowboy hat, that he never took off, apparently.
Seifer set his glass down and closed the small distance between them. His eyes bruned so intensly into Irvines, he wasn't surprised that Squall was so afraid and at the same time, captivated by this man.
"Nothing that isn't for his own good." He whispered as his eyes almost twinkled with the secret knowlage of what he had done to his lover.
Irvine couldn't waste time with this man. He broke the eye contact and stormed out of the big hall, leaving the taller gunblader laughing at his back.
Irvine slammed open the secret door, his eyes falling over the empty room, the bed was made, the room was tidy, no one was in there. Irvine's heart ran a little faster.
'if he couldn't fine Squall..'
The panic began to take over him as he tried to think straight, if he wasn't in his room, then he would have to be..?
"Seifer's room" he said allowed to himself. Without thought he stormed back into the empty halls and marched to the dorms, his boots squeeking softly on the tiles and his large coat flapping gently at his ankles.
He reached Seifer's dorm, its plain grey door the same as all the others. Its planeness and similarity to all the others a statement to the man inside. Seifer was no one special, what did Squall see in him that made him so different?
Irvine puched in the code that Squall had given him, if cases like this should ever come up, and the door swished aside.
Irvine stepped in and flipped on the lights.
The room was a mess, the chairs and table were strewn across the place, papers and orniments, broken glass from the t.v, and broken table tops. Clothes, and personal effects littered the carpet, and underneath it all, Irvine could make out stains on the grey carpet. Blood stains.
His breath trembled in his tight throat, his eyes not wanting to see what was in the next room.
He looked to his left as the door shut behind him and leaning up against the door frame as if someone had just left it there on their way out, was a bloody baseball bat.
Irvine stuggled to keep his stomach, as he carefully stepped further into the bedraggled room. As he reached the closed bedroom door, he heard something. It sounded like running water, from the shower, at full blast.
Irvine didn't want to, but small sparks of hope settled in his mind as he grasped hold of the door handle. Maybe Squall was ok, and Seifer had been telling him the truth? Or maybe..
"There will never come a day,
You will ever hear me say,
That I want or need to be without you."
He opened the door, to yet another mess, this time the bedroom. The mattres was pulled off the stand, its covers strew about the room, more clothes and papers, books were tipped off their shelves, and again as Irvine looked at the carpet under foot, he saw the blood stains, only more of them, large splats of blood covered grey carpet, soaked into the material.
"I wanna' give my all.
Baby just hold me,
Simply control me,
Because your arms, they keep away the lonely."
Irvine stepped closer to the bathroom door, the running water louder and thundering in his ears now.
Something cought his attention. It sparkled a bright white in the sudden light from the bulb, and it shone and refelected in the gunner's keen eyesight.
Irvine looked closer, the light sliding off of it to reveal a sharp blade covered almost to the hilt with dark crimson blood.
Irvine stummbled backwards, covering his mouth as the bile threatened to rise, hie eyes began to water as his awaiting tears threatened to fall.
'there was so much blood!' he thought as he looked around him again, and then down at the knife.
'so much blood'
his attention turned back to the bathroom. He was about to grasp the doorhandle when he noticed blooded fingermarks on the shiny surface as if someone had been grasping to get in. Irvine pushed the grim thought out of his head as he opened the door.
"When I look into your eyes,
Then I relise,
All I need is you in my eyes,
All I need is you in my eyes."
Irvine saw the blood first of all, before he saw Squall. The white tiles that were ment to be so crystal clean, where stained with a deep thick blood.
Hand prints marred the walls, spots of it peppered the mirror and floor, there was a large and almost unrecognisable hand print on the side of the bath tub, which was now being washed away with more blood as it seeped from the wrist of a body lying there.
"Squall!"
Irvine wanted to rush over there. Wanted to help. But he couldn't.
His mind was screaming at him to move, but his legs stayed rooted as if in cement. His mind couldn't take it all in. he saw Squall there, lying in the bath tub, the over head shower spitting water out onto him, soaking his clothes to him, the water turned rose coloured as it ran away down the plug hole.
Squall's face, hidden under his matted bangs that were now plastered to him.
And all that blood.
"'cos I've never felt this way about loving.
Never felt so good
Baby I, never felt this way about loving you"
A/N ..BUM BUM BUM.. What has happened to Squall? Has he finally had enough, or is this just another one of Seifer's twisted games?
What will Irvine do?
Will he even get round to doing it?
(puts hands to mouth and screams "oh the blood.all that blood")
nah, only kiddin, please R/R kisses to all.
Gunbladequeen217 xXx