Disclaimer: Don't own 'em they own me. Yada, yada. I'd like to thank the reviewers (HI KAMMY! HI NAURWEN!) and I'm gonna thank Zierra for the wonderful ideas! And Naurwen encouraging me to write more…And for making squally-poo show his soft side!

Seifer: I hate you Cynthia…why must you torment me?

Me: You love me anyways…'Sides…trying to make a point why I kinda left Auron for you. But now I'm beginning to think…I love you both…still.

Seifer: Damnit!

Zell: I'm not gaaaaaaaaay!

"Seifer…tell me please?" Icy blue eyes gazed intensely at the side of the man's head. A non too subtle hand placed on his lover's thigh, squeezing it suggestively.

"Nope…not saying." Seifer just stared at his plate with the grotesque hotdog that Zell couldn't get enough of. Zell's hand moved from the firm thigh and wrapped his arm around Seifer's waist, his left hand coming up to pet the soft blonde hair.

"Please? Tell me!" Zell begged, not caring that there was an uneaten hotdog sitting on a paper plate just begging to have a bite taken from it.

"Awe Seifer! It's gonna be so romantic!" Rinoa cooed from across the table, her own arms wrapped around a stiff Squall. "Isn't it sweet? Selphie? What do you think?"

"It's gonna be awesomely romantic! BOOYAKA!" She pumped an energetic fist in the air, almost decking Irvine…his hat fluttered to the floor.

"Sephy…watch it." Irvine growled and caught his girlfriend's lips in his own for a quick kiss. "…Save it fer the bedroom."

"Oh god, shove it." Quistis rose abruptly shooting glares at the two men that were deeply in-love. Just thankful that they hadn't told anyone else about her…attempt. She stormed from the cafeteria, with curious gazes glued to her retreating form.

"What's eating her?" Rinoa queried, but then quickly returned her attention to Zell and Seifer…currently liplocked.

"She came onto Seifer a few weeks ago…she was telling him lies about me." Zell's face darkened as he stared at an unknown leprechaun on the table. "She's just mad she couldn't get my wonder babe!" His face brightened quickly as Seifer gave him a peck on the cheek. "Tell meeee!" Zell returned to his begging tone.

"Squall…you're really quiet. What's wrong honey?" Rinoa paused and turned to face her brunette-storm eyed god.

"Nothing. I'm fine." Squall stared blankly at the spot just above Zell's head.

"No…something's wrong." Selphie cut in, Irvine whimpered at the lack of attention he was now receiving.

"I'm fine!" Squall's brows furrowed with animosity as his gaze turned to Seifer. An inward shudder involuntarily caught Seifer off guard as his emerald orbs tried to avoid the harsh gaze. "Look…see…Happy!" The headmaster faced his girlfriend with a big feigned grin, rising slowly to his feet, he nodded his head and trudged out of the room.

"I don't think he's warmed up to you yet, Seifer. Don't let it bother you." Zell rested his head on the taller blonde's shoulder, his left hand placing itself reassuringly on Seifer's thigh.

"No…it's more than that. The day you two told us your little adorable secret…Squall's been acting strange. Maybe it's just because his best friend is dating his mortal enemy…but…I don't know…He's been taking it out on me too. He doesn't sleep in the same bed with me any more! All he does is train, work, train, eat, shower, train, work, sleep, work, train, eat, and more work! This is the most we've talked in a long while. I'm scared you guys." Rinoa felt a shiver run up her spine as Selphie leaned to her left a little more and patted the raven haired sorceress on the back.

"Don't worry! He's probably just relieving his stress about Seifer…"

"Don't talk about me like I'm not here you guys." Seifer felt a curious tug on his trench coat, only to find Zell's prying eyes.

"Tell me where we're going! PLEASE?!" The shrill whine quickly changed the subject as the group just broke out into laughter.

"Hey…Seifer…I've been wonderin' where's yer posse? Ya know…Fujin and Rajin. Yer friends?" Irvine's hand swooped down to pick up the fallen cowboy hat and placed it on the table. Seifer and Zell's face quickly darkened.

"…They left because I was gay. Friends…no…they were never friends."

"Hey…honey? I'm gonna go talk to Squall, to see what's wrong with him. I'm his best friend, he'll talk to me!" Zell jumped up, and pointed to his chest proudly, "'Cause I'm persuasive! He'll talk to me!" A foolish grin covered his face, as the group snorted. "Hey! Don't be dissin' me, yo, homie, yo!" Zell smacked his chest comically and mimicked one of the whitest students in the garden that tried to act…erm…homie-ish. Receiving all the laughs he needed, Zell cantered out of the room in search of Squall.

"So Seifer…I've heard your plans…but where are you going to take him?" Rinoa leaned in, her elbows propped on the table, Irvine and Selphie mimicked her. Her voice hushed, "Because I think it's soo romantic!"

"I'm going to take him to…" Seifer glanced around as if there were spies sent specially from Zell.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Squall?" Zell rapped the back of his knuckles on the wooden door. A grunt signaled for him to come in. "What's wrong Squall? We're all worried about you, and especially Rinoa." He found Squall sitting on a comfy blue couch, his forearms resting on his thighs, and his gaze towards the floor. Squall shrugged weakly and sighed as Zell trotted over and plopped down onto the ground his face looking up to Squall's. Almost with a prying look, Zell poked his friend's forehead.

"…Stop it." Squall muttered as Zell just kept prodded him with his index finger. "Stop it. STOP IT!" Squall threw himself backwards and leaned into the comfort the couch gave him. Zell chuckled and sat himself next to his distraught friend.

"What's wrong Squall? What's eating you? It's me…for frickin' hell of hyne…just tell me what's wrong. I'm your best friend damn it." Zell placed a comforting hand on Squall's shoulder, hesitant stormy eyes dared to look into his icy blue.

"Zell…I've been…I…for a long time I knew I was…But then you…then…Seifer." A feral growl escaped his lips, Zell waited patiently waiting for him to finish. "Zell…I'm…ah hell." Running a gloved hand through his brunette tresses, Squall diffidently swooped down his lips just barely grazing Zell's.

"Whoa-ho! Hold on a minute…Squall…are…you…Bi?" Zell's eyes bugged out of his head when he watched his friend slump forward in defeat.

"…Zell…I've liked you…for…a long time. But…you…were…you. You showed no sign of interest…and…then Rinoa. Oh god…Rinoa." Squall placed his face in his hands as his shoulders heaved in his silent breaths.

"Frickin' hell…Squall…as if accidentally grabbing your ass ten times in a training session wasn't clue enough? Don't do this to me Squall. I love Seifer. I had to get myself over you when Rinoa came bounding into our lives. Don't break her heart Leonhart. Because you already broke mine." Zell rose to his feet and left Squall to silently cry out his pain. The headmaster never cried. This isn't good. Zell sprinted back to the cafeteria where he found his angel engrossed in a conversation with Selphie, Irvine, and guess who…Rinoa. "Hey babe. It's almost five o'clock we should get going to that place. I can't wait to find out what you have planned for me!" He rocked on the balls of his feet anxiously, trying to forget the crying man back in his dorm.

"What did Squall have to say?" Rinoa cut it, standing to join Zell.

"He…gave me the silent treatment." Zell lied through his teeth, but seemingly enough, only Seifer caught it. "Rinoa go try to talk to him. Please don't be angry with him." Zell plastered a grin on his face and looped his arm around Seifer's and tugged him upwards. "I want my surprise!"

"All right…all right." Laughing he nodded to the couple still sitting, hugged Rinoa briefly, and was dragged by an anxious boyfriend back to their own dorm room. "Hyne Zell, don't worry!" Seifer grabbed the two dufflebags that rested by the kitchenette's counter and marched out of the room with an excited Zell. "You'll love it. Rinoa told me so." They cantered in a comfortable silence into the garage, where they tossed the dufflebags into the trunk of the lovely silver mustang owned by the sexy Seifer himself. Sexy car for a sexy man. (Couldn't resist!) Opening the door for the love of his life, he beamed happily as Zell got into the car. Sprinting around he hopped into the driver's seat, and pulled out a black silk blindfold from his pocket. "Now…Zell…be a good boy." His grin grew wider as Zell's face faltered to complete befuddlement. Finally complying he allowed Seifer to tie the soft material around Zell's head, covering his eyes completely.

"Seifer…" he whimpered as he heard the engine roar to life. "Why must you go be all mysteriously sexy. This turns me on you know."

"I know."

"Damn it." He hissed through clenched teeth, "please?"

"Nope. Just sit back and relax, love. We'll be there in oh say…twenty minutes." Seifer's lips tugged into a devilish grin as he turned on the radio and flipped through stations until Zell made a cooing sound of agreement. "Backstreet Boys? Never knew you had it in you, sweetcheeks." Seifer attempted to stifle the chuckle as Zell blindly swatted at him.

"Shut up. Can't help it if they have a sexy man in the group."

"Bleh, they're all ugly to me. But that's just my opinion, whatever floats your boat. But you…are the sexiest man of all!" A contented sigh escaped Zell's lips as the drive continued in perfect silence, except for the soft music and the humming of the engine. "We're here." Seifer parked the car and hopped out of the vehicle to open up Zell's door before he could even unbuckle his seat belt.

"May I take off the blindfold now?"

"Not yet." Seifer scooped the martial artist up into his arms and kicked the car door shut, the sound of waves breaking softly onto the beach filled their ears, and the heavenly scent of the ocean filled their nostrils. Zell gasped as he felt himself be lowered onto a fleece blanket, even then he felt the coldness of the sand. Seifer sat behind Zell and wrapped his arms around his waist, drawing him to his chest. Grinning sheepishly his hands reached up to remove the blindfold only for gulp of pure surprise to fill his ears.

"Oh…Seifer…it's beautiful." Zell turned his head to the side and crushed his lips against Seifer's. The setting sun casting orange, red, and yellow hues upon the darkening sky, as the calm ocean reflected all of it's earthly glory. Pillar candles set firmly into the sand glowed with a dim romantic flickering of Seifer's happiness. "Who set this up…?"

"I called in a favor. Wait till you see the ocean side cottage I got us." Seifer wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"Oh…Seifer!" Zell turned around and threw himself on top of Seifer, hugging him. "I love you! I love you! I love you!" Chuckling to himself, Seifer sat up with a happy Zell in his lap. Turning Zell back into the original position, he wrapped his arms lovingly around the smaller man, and drew him to his broad chest. His chin resting on his shoulders. Together they watched the sun set. Stifling their yawns, they stood quietly and gathered their belongings, and walked the short distance to the secluded cottage. Dropping his dufflebag to the ground, with his jaw hanging open, Zell gazed with amazed eyes at the inside. Seifer just dropped his things to the ground, and quickly closed the door behind him.

Author's Notes: Lemon? Who needs it? Ah, more chappies to come about Squally…ummm…Give me iddeeeeaaaaaaas! Feedback keeps my tummy happy and my muse healthy! REVIEW!