TITLE: A Holiday in Trabia

AUTHOR: Joe

DISCLAIMER: All characters from the FF8 game belong to Squaresoft, all original characters are mine. I'm just messing around with the boys and girls of FF8 please don't sue, don't have any money.

PAIRING: Squall x Seifer, Irvine x Zell, and a little Selphie x Quistis

FEEDBACK: Yes, love some please.

ARCHIVE: If anyone actually wants to archive this please email your request to me.

WARNING: Not much in this chapter, but eventually it will have Yaoi/Yuri. That means same sex pairings, so if you're against all that then why are you even on this ML.

(AN: Sorry to all those Squall fans, I love him too, but he was just too easy to make fun of in this fic.)

1 CHAPTER THREE

"Hey where'd Seifer go?" Quistis asked noticing that they were one person short.

"He's just over at that store." Raijin explained pointing to a shop that looked like it sold bondage wear.

"Why's he there?" Quistis asked walking towards the store. She didn't wait for an answer as she entered the store and noticed Seifer trying on an outfit in the back. He was trying on a pair of black leather pants with chains at the hips, a black shirt with a tear across the chest and a long black, leather trenchcoat. Quistis could see that if he wore that outfit with Hyperion at his side he would look very formidable.

"Nice Seifer. Didn't know you were into that type of clothing." She grinned running her eyes up and down his leather-clad figure.

"Thanks Quisty, I like it as well." Seifer smirked a twinkle in his aquamarine eyes.

"How much is it costing you?" Quistis asked him with a quirked eyebrow

"All together, it's about 200 gil." Seifer told her.

"Not bad, so are you gonna buy it?"

"Yeah, I think I will." Seifer smirked before turning toward the shop assistant to pay for his purchase.

To say that Squall was disgusted, well that was an understatement. Squall had never been more horrified in his whole life, not even when he had come up against Ultimecia. How could Rinoa expect him to wear the clothes she had picked. He hated those clothes, sweaters and slacks well, they just weren't for him. If she wanted a guy like that, then why didn't she date Zone? Come to think of it she and Zone would be good together, both annoying little prats. In case you hadn't noticed Squall was having evil Rinoa thoughts, yet again. Those thoughts took up his whole day these days. He was really getting quite sick of it.

"Rinoa I refuse to wear these clothes." He insisted stubbornly.

"But Squaaaaaaaaaallllllll," she whined, " they look good on you."

"They make me look like every other college aged male on the planet."

"And this is a bad thing, how?"

"It means if I wear these clothes I won't be unique. I like being unique, I don't want to be part of the majority. My clothes tell people what type of personality I've got." Man he was sure talking a lot today.

"You want people to think that you're available, when you're clearly not?" Now Rinoa was getting angry. Why did she put up with him? //I'll tell you why,// she thought to herself, //he's pretty, he's sexy, and he has the most gorgeous eyes you've ever seen on a person, save for Seifer.//

"What's wrong with wanting to look good?" Squall pouted.

"Nothing, as long as it doesn't make you look like a slut." Rinoa told him before turning her back and exiting the store. Obviously the conversation was over.

Seifer smirked as he exited the shop and spotted Squall with a frown on his face. Obviously the brunette hadn't gotten his way, //ah well,// Seifer thought, //maybe soon she'll realise what she's done to Squall.//

"Is everyone ready to head home?" Selphie asked everyone brightly.

"I am," Seifer spoke up holding up the bag that had his new outfit in it."

"…" was all Squall said so everyone took that as assent and headed out of Balamb.

"When are we leaving for Trabia?" Quistis asked of the group, she could hardly wait to relax in front of the open fireplace. She had never had a holiday and could hardly wait to have the experience.

"Ah Quis, we haven't even booked accommodation yet." Zell told her politely.

"So we do it when we get back to garden." Quistis shrugged, ignoring the blush that rose in her cheeks at Zell's statement.

"Alright then let's head home." Selphie piped up, still as bouncy and excited as ever.

The walk back to Balamb was uneventful, which the boys were highly grateful for, since with all the boxes and accessories they were carrying they wouldn't be able to draw their weapons. The walk was pleasant and everyone enjoyed the tropical sun on his or her faces. It was a perfect day, and it was the middle of winter. Selphie and Rinoa had stopped at a travel agent on their way out of Balamb and were now cooing over all the hotels and lodges in Trabia.

"I want to stay at this one, look how gorgeous it is." Rinoa cried, pointing at a picture of a nice 18th century style hotel room with an open fireplace. Squall looked over her shoulder and groaned loudly.

"What is it Squall?" She enquired slightly angry at his annoyed air.

"We can't afford that place Rinoa, where going for a month, and the rooms are 1,000 gil a night, I only have 30,000 gil saved up. We won't have any spending money." He told her calmly, while inside he was frothing at the mouth. //Does she think I'm made of money?// he asked himself quietly. //God a month with her, while everyone else is pairing up, how am I gonna survive. Hopefully Selphie will have organised an interesting time away. Man I'd rather be paired up with Seifer than her.// He returned to what he'd just said to himself and groaned aloud. He really did rather be paired up with Seifer than her that's how much he disliked the girl. //Atleast Seifer and I have things in common, and atleast I can be in the same room as him for prolonged amounts of time without wanting to strangle him or kill something. Also Seifer's sexy and much better looking than Rinoa, and he looks dammed good in leather// Squall felt his eyes widen in shock as he realised what he'd been thinking. He wanted Seifer, there was no ifs or buts about it, great just what he needed, another identity crises.

When they eventually made it back to Balamb the group gravitated towards Squall's room like usual. After a few months of this Squall still didn't understand why this was. //What's so special about my room, why does everyone go there. Come to think about it why do they even bother me in my room when I'm downright rude to them most of the time// Squall decided that the lot of them were masochists, why else would they bother him when he didn't want them to?

"So what do we all want in accommodation?" Selphie asked everyone taking a seat at the foot of Squall's bed and bringing Squall out of his thoughts.

"Peace." He grunted sourly, that's all he wanted was peace. Peace from everyone.

"Good, peace. What else?" She asked looking at him confused, it was a sudden change of personality, since he hadn't wanted to go away half a day ago.

"Somewhere pretty?" Of course Rinoa would say that.

"Pretties good. What else?"

"How about some fun, a place that has things for kids like us to do, you know parties, dances, orgies." Irvine smirked breaking the tension in the room. Only the cowboy would come up with orgies.

"Hell yeah." Zell agreed enthusiastically pumping his fist in the air.

"You would agree Chicken Wuss." Seifer smirked at the shorter blond.

"Shut up Seifer, and don't call me that." Zell told him automatically, it was his answer everytime Seifer baited him.

"That's really getting old Chicken."

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!!!" Zell shouted angrily, why did Seifer bother getting him angry; he's reaction was always the same.

"You heard me Z..Chicken." Seifer roared amused at Zell's reaction when he'd almost called the blond by his first name. Obviously Zell also thought it was getting boring because all he said to the taller boy was, "Screw you Seifer," then flipped him off.

"Thank you dear. We really appreciate you taking in the kids for the month. I only hope they'll have fun." Headmaster Cid grinned into the phone as he spoke to his sister in Trabia. His sister Tracey Kramer ran a lodge in the snowfields of Trabia for High School and College aged students on holiday. Cid had figured that Selphie and the other's would be too excited to even think about where they'll be saying that he'd taken it upon himself to book their accommodations for them.

"I'll do my best to make sure they have a good time." Tracey said from the other end of the phone line. He also trusted his sister to keep Seifer and Zell out of trouble.

"Thanks sis, I'll go tell them the good news and they'll probably be there tomorrow." Cid explained before hanging up.

"Are you sure that's a good idea Cid. You know I love your sister, but she is kind of strict." Edea fretted as her husband turned towards her.

"She's what they need to keep them out of trouble Edea." Cid explained.

"I know she'll keep them out of trouble, but none of them, not even Rinoa are used to 24 hour supervision, and you know she'll do that. She worries about her charges."

"I know what you mean Edea, but she understands that most of them are orphans, and that all of them are quite trustworthy. So she'll be lenient on them more than she is on other kids their age."

"I hope you're right Cid, I do hope you're right. So are you going to call them to the office?"

"I am right now," Cid smiled leaning down to kiss his wife, then turned towards the speaker system.

Squall's squad was still seated in their commander's room pouring over holiday brochures for Trabia when Headmaster Cid's voice came over the sound system.

"Will Commander Squall Leonhart and his squad of SeeDs, please come to my office, immediately?" The group looked at each other in concern then got up to go to the office. Ten minutes later they entered Cid's office and all stood to attention before his desk.

"At ease SeeDs, have you decided where you'll be staying in Trabia?" Cid asked the 9 SeeDs standing in front of his desk.

"No sir, we were just discussing that?" Selphie explained patiently.

"Alright, please pull up a chair each of you." Cid commanded pointing to the chairs to the side of the room.