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Summary: 4th chapter up (yaoi: SxS). In a near future, scientists made experiments to genetically modify humans for military proposes, but the only succeeded experiment, the number 39 disappeared mysteriously. Special Military forces are to find that perfect human.
Number 39: The perfect human.
By Azure Knight
Chapter 4
[Seifer's apartment]
"He, he, he! You always lose, 'Quall! I'm the best!" Colby jumped from the sofa with his little arm in the air, fingers shaped like a V. The brunet sitting beside him smiled and put down the commando he had been holding. He and Colby had been playing a racing video game and Colby had been let won for the tenth time that afternoon.
"Yes, you are!" Squall said standing up and kissing the boy's cheek, holding him.
"I'm gonna make something for us to eat, ok? You want a sandwich and milk or cereals?" He asked moving to the kitchen.
"Cheese sandwichy!!" said Colby grabbing his commando again and setting the game on one player mode. Squall smiled again and entered the kitchen. He had gained affection for the boy and he felt like a prince in that big house. He had always lived in the orphanage with very little space for himself, and he was panicking because he knew he would have to leave this dream someday. He was already feeling a part of that family and he surely had been and was being treated as one member of it. However, as soon as the real family returned, he would have to leave and the dream would end. He would have to leave Colby, Ruth and the handsome father. Seifer.
That was the problem with things. They never last forever. It would be so good to live with them forever. That had been for all these years his dream. Have a family like this. He shook his head. That could never be possible, not only because he didn't belong to that house, but also because of his secret. That, more than anything else, impeded him of having a family of either sort. He was fated to be alone forever or he would end up hurt and caged. However that didn't stop him from helping a desperate father or a handsome man. In that specific case both.
Suddenly the phone rang.
"I take it!" Colby screamed jumping from the sofa. I brought the meal to the living room where Colby was answering the phone and put it on the little table glass in front of the TV.
"Hi tere!" he said picking the phone.
"Hum, hum. Yeah, I'm Coby!" he said nodding.
"No, Gandma's not here. She's in Africa!" he said happy because he was able to give the correct information. Soon after, however, when the other side spoke his lovely face adopted a hurt look.
"No. I'm not kiddin'!!!" he said half pouting half furious.
"Yeah, yeah!" he said rolling his eyes. A cute sight. Then he looked at the phone mad again "hey! I'm not little!" I restrained myself from chuckling.
"No. You can' talk to my babysitter...why? 'cause I don' have one! Why." I arched my eyebrows. "No. I'm not alone! I'm with 'Quall!!" He smiled to me. I smiled back.
"Yeah, you can talk to him! Here Quall, please come to te phone." Colby called pointing the phone in my direction. I accomplished and grabbed the phone. He went jumping on his feet, attacking the milk and the sandwich.
"Yes?" I said. A female voice answered me.
"Mister Quall?!" she asked a little distrusting.
"Squall, yes." I said smiling at the nickname Colby had given me unintentionally.
"Are you responsible for mister Almasy's son?" she asked. I confirmed and she continued.
"This is from Nevada military hospital. We have an emergency situation here regarding Lieutenant-Colonel Seifer Almasy. We need to bring you and his son here at once."
"What happened? Is he okay?" I asked. Military Hospital, Lieutenant-Colonel what is this? I don't quite know what he does for living, but...he's a soldier?!
"We can't inform you now. Please, direct yourself and the boy to this facility immediately." I started getting immensely worried.
"I don't know the location..." Colby looked at me and perhaps seeing my worried face or sensing it, turned serious, though his hands and face and hair were covered in milk.
"Take the next flight to Salt Lake's International Airport. Someone will pick you there. That person will ask you if you need help. You must say 'No. Thank you. See ya'. He then will pick your bags and you shall follow him. Now, give me your description."
"I'm a seventeen year old male, 5 feet 8 inches tall, brown hair, gray eyes and pail skin." I said.
"And the boy?" she asked.
"Three years old blond with brown eyes and pail skin. He looks a lot like his father only a kid." I said. She then asked me what and whose colors would our clothes have. I thought a little, looking at Colby who tried to smile to make me smile. I had to be with a really sad face. Anyway he couldn't go with those milk stained clothes.
"...I'll go with black leather pants, a white long-sleeved shirt and a black bomber jacket with white fur. Colby will go with ...blue jeans and a baby-blue pullover." I answered remembering the clothes I had given to iron that morning to the housekeeper.
"Thank you, Squall." She treated me almost kindly, almost as if she was talking to Colby. "I'll need just a few more things. Would you give me Mrs. Almasy's contact in Africa? I shall contact her too."
"Of course." I said and started rummaging through the small address book near the phone, a little clumsily. Finally I found it and told her.
"Please pack for some days. I'm afraid you won't be able to return home in the next few days. We will be expecting you on the second next today flight to Salt Lake that leaves from your town in about 3 hours. Good Afternoon Squall, see you later."
"Good Afternoon" and she hanged. I also hanged the phone and collapsed in the chair next to the small phone table. What was happening? Colby looked at me with a frown in his lovely features and ran to me, jumping to my lap and holding my neck in the same motion, mumbling.
"Someting happened to dad wasn' it? Don' worry, everyting ill be okay, u'll see." And then he kissed my cheek. His confidence gave me confidence.
"Of course..." I smiled reassuringly and he smiled too "let's pack our things, we're gonna be away for a few days. Come on!" I said standing up and grabbing him by his arms.
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Everything turned out as planned. A tall man with short black hair dressed on a tuxedo helped us. From the Airport we were taken to a car with dark windows and then we embarked in a small plain. Colby slept all the way in my arms. I was blinded-fold until we arrived at the supposed Military Facility. Tall, modern buildings, Aircrafts I had only seen in movies and dreams, blinded-cars, heavy-weaponry, missiles...all that kind of stuff. Robots and many machines. After we descended the plain, a jeep took us to one of the buildings farthest away from the track we landed in.
Inside the building, men and women with white gowns walked from one side to another busied with their jobs I supposed. We were guided to the last floor of the building and there we were taken to one of the rooms in the white corridor. Number 2510 A. It was definitely one of the most crowded corridors of all the building in matter of 'normal' people, meaning non- military people, medical people or scientists.
Colby and me entered the room where a nurse and a doctor were discussing with someone in the bed. That someone was no one else than Seifer Almasy.
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"I need to talk with doctor Odine!" I screamed. No matter what my physical condition was, I needed to warn them that that experiment we were fighting wasn't number 39 but number 38. He was more dangerous than what we had thought. They even might send another team and they may not have our luck.
"You need rest, Lieutenant-Colonel Almasy!" the doctor told me. I sighed patiently.
"No, I need to--"I was interrupted when the door to my room opened and a dear known voice squealed.
"Daddy! You'e okay!!" I then looked at the boy trying to climb up my bed. I felt suddenly happy and luckier than ever. Finally the doctor helped my son and he climbed on top of me holding my neck.
"Colby, little one, how did you get here?!" I asked, not really expecting an answer, but I was answered. Colby looked at me smiling and pointed somewhere behind the doctor.
Looking in that direction, my eyes rested on that beautiful brunet that hadn't left my head since I had met him.
"How do you feel?" he asked me, with concern in his beautiful, huge gray eyes, approaching me. And suddenly everything got okay.
"I feel okay, Squall. Now, I'm okay." Squall smiled. The doctor and the nurse also smiled and left discretely.
End of chapter 4
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A/N: First, Happy Holidays everyone, especially to my reviewers and readers.
Second, from now on things will get clearer, cause on the next chapter Squall will discover what was exactly Seifer's mission. This chapter was relatively easy too write, except for a few parts that I was constantly changing. That's why he took so long to come out.
Third, Thanks to all my reviewers for their comments and opinions on my work. Answering your questions and comments: Lady Yuskreven: Here you have. Hope you like the new chapter.
Flaming-Angel: I'm glad you find my story interesting. Don't worry. I'm almost sure I'll end it ;P.
Promqueen: I'm glad you are. Of course it wasn't Squall. ::hugs squall:: :o
Redrum: It came out sooner this one. Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm glad you didn't move away :D.
Squall Morpheus Leonhart: the other chapter was 'suspenseful' this one his sweet and 'Colbish'. This I'm sure it isn't a word, but we can always do a dictionary of our own, can't we? ;p SOEG shall be updated soon.
GG: I don't know. -_-? Showdown between 38 and 39 or No showdown between 38 and 39. I'm gonna think, than I tell you, okay?
Purple Penguin: by the time he finds out, he won't be only his son's babysitter. Ops! You didn't read that. And of course Squall's the good mutant, what were you all thinking?! :::hugs Squall again and tighter:::
BlackCypress: Thanks. Glad you like it. Scaled member...good question. O.O
Miss Dincht: Thanks. Well, Seifer is kinda of lonely now, his wife dead and all and Squall is been alone all his life, so I guess a family would suit both just fine. Colby is there to add responsibility to Seifer and a job to Squall. Colby is there also because he's very sweet and I like him very much. :::hugs Colby and Squall together::: Well, Squall has many things against him. One of those things will be Seifer. (Oops, you didn't read that either)
Rikkali: :::takes notes::: I like your suggestions a lot. You are right about many things. I also think no one in Seifer's team will be able to take down N38 and Squall probably doesn't know how to use a Gunblade, yet...
LizBethy: Don't worry nobody heard that. Squall, the prey...-_-! :::takes notes::: Oh, and yes, this Squall is the one we all know and love, though I don't think Seifer would like to hear that when they get more acquainted, if you know what I mean.
Thanks. Love ya all. Till next chapter.
Azure
Summary: 4th chapter up (yaoi: SxS). In a near future, scientists made experiments to genetically modify humans for military proposes, but the only succeeded experiment, the number 39 disappeared mysteriously. Special Military forces are to find that perfect human.
Number 39: The perfect human.
By Azure Knight
Chapter 4
[Seifer's apartment]
"He, he, he! You always lose, 'Quall! I'm the best!" Colby jumped from the sofa with his little arm in the air, fingers shaped like a V. The brunet sitting beside him smiled and put down the commando he had been holding. He and Colby had been playing a racing video game and Colby had been let won for the tenth time that afternoon.
"Yes, you are!" Squall said standing up and kissing the boy's cheek, holding him.
"I'm gonna make something for us to eat, ok? You want a sandwich and milk or cereals?" He asked moving to the kitchen.
"Cheese sandwichy!!" said Colby grabbing his commando again and setting the game on one player mode. Squall smiled again and entered the kitchen. He had gained affection for the boy and he felt like a prince in that big house. He had always lived in the orphanage with very little space for himself, and he was panicking because he knew he would have to leave this dream someday. He was already feeling a part of that family and he surely had been and was being treated as one member of it. However, as soon as the real family returned, he would have to leave and the dream would end. He would have to leave Colby, Ruth and the handsome father. Seifer.
That was the problem with things. They never last forever. It would be so good to live with them forever. That had been for all these years his dream. Have a family like this. He shook his head. That could never be possible, not only because he didn't belong to that house, but also because of his secret. That, more than anything else, impeded him of having a family of either sort. He was fated to be alone forever or he would end up hurt and caged. However that didn't stop him from helping a desperate father or a handsome man. In that specific case both.
Suddenly the phone rang.
"I take it!" Colby screamed jumping from the sofa. I brought the meal to the living room where Colby was answering the phone and put it on the little table glass in front of the TV.
"Hi tere!" he said picking the phone.
"Hum, hum. Yeah, I'm Coby!" he said nodding.
"No, Gandma's not here. She's in Africa!" he said happy because he was able to give the correct information. Soon after, however, when the other side spoke his lovely face adopted a hurt look.
"No. I'm not kiddin'!!!" he said half pouting half furious.
"Yeah, yeah!" he said rolling his eyes. A cute sight. Then he looked at the phone mad again "hey! I'm not little!" I restrained myself from chuckling.
"No. You can' talk to my babysitter...why? 'cause I don' have one! Why." I arched my eyebrows. "No. I'm not alone! I'm with 'Quall!!" He smiled to me. I smiled back.
"Yeah, you can talk to him! Here Quall, please come to te phone." Colby called pointing the phone in my direction. I accomplished and grabbed the phone. He went jumping on his feet, attacking the milk and the sandwich.
"Yes?" I said. A female voice answered me.
"Mister Quall?!" she asked a little distrusting.
"Squall, yes." I said smiling at the nickname Colby had given me unintentionally.
"Are you responsible for mister Almasy's son?" she asked. I confirmed and she continued.
"This is from Nevada military hospital. We have an emergency situation here regarding Lieutenant-Colonel Seifer Almasy. We need to bring you and his son here at once."
"What happened? Is he okay?" I asked. Military Hospital, Lieutenant-Colonel what is this? I don't quite know what he does for living, but...he's a soldier?!
"We can't inform you now. Please, direct yourself and the boy to this facility immediately." I started getting immensely worried.
"I don't know the location..." Colby looked at me and perhaps seeing my worried face or sensing it, turned serious, though his hands and face and hair were covered in milk.
"Take the next flight to Salt Lake's International Airport. Someone will pick you there. That person will ask you if you need help. You must say 'No. Thank you. See ya'. He then will pick your bags and you shall follow him. Now, give me your description."
"I'm a seventeen year old male, 5 feet 8 inches tall, brown hair, gray eyes and pail skin." I said.
"And the boy?" she asked.
"Three years old blond with brown eyes and pail skin. He looks a lot like his father only a kid." I said. She then asked me what and whose colors would our clothes have. I thought a little, looking at Colby who tried to smile to make me smile. I had to be with a really sad face. Anyway he couldn't go with those milk stained clothes.
"...I'll go with black leather pants, a white long-sleeved shirt and a black bomber jacket with white fur. Colby will go with ...blue jeans and a baby-blue pullover." I answered remembering the clothes I had given to iron that morning to the housekeeper.
"Thank you, Squall." She treated me almost kindly, almost as if she was talking to Colby. "I'll need just a few more things. Would you give me Mrs. Almasy's contact in Africa? I shall contact her too."
"Of course." I said and started rummaging through the small address book near the phone, a little clumsily. Finally I found it and told her.
"Please pack for some days. I'm afraid you won't be able to return home in the next few days. We will be expecting you on the second next today flight to Salt Lake that leaves from your town in about 3 hours. Good Afternoon Squall, see you later."
"Good Afternoon" and she hanged. I also hanged the phone and collapsed in the chair next to the small phone table. What was happening? Colby looked at me with a frown in his lovely features and ran to me, jumping to my lap and holding my neck in the same motion, mumbling.
"Someting happened to dad wasn' it? Don' worry, everyting ill be okay, u'll see." And then he kissed my cheek. His confidence gave me confidence.
"Of course..." I smiled reassuringly and he smiled too "let's pack our things, we're gonna be away for a few days. Come on!" I said standing up and grabbing him by his arms.
ºººººººººººº
Everything turned out as planned. A tall man with short black hair dressed on a tuxedo helped us. From the Airport we were taken to a car with dark windows and then we embarked in a small plain. Colby slept all the way in my arms. I was blinded-fold until we arrived at the supposed Military Facility. Tall, modern buildings, Aircrafts I had only seen in movies and dreams, blinded-cars, heavy-weaponry, missiles...all that kind of stuff. Robots and many machines. After we descended the plain, a jeep took us to one of the buildings farthest away from the track we landed in.
Inside the building, men and women with white gowns walked from one side to another busied with their jobs I supposed. We were guided to the last floor of the building and there we were taken to one of the rooms in the white corridor. Number 2510 A. It was definitely one of the most crowded corridors of all the building in matter of 'normal' people, meaning non- military people, medical people or scientists.
Colby and me entered the room where a nurse and a doctor were discussing with someone in the bed. That someone was no one else than Seifer Almasy.
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"I need to talk with doctor Odine!" I screamed. No matter what my physical condition was, I needed to warn them that that experiment we were fighting wasn't number 39 but number 38. He was more dangerous than what we had thought. They even might send another team and they may not have our luck.
"You need rest, Lieutenant-Colonel Almasy!" the doctor told me. I sighed patiently.
"No, I need to--"I was interrupted when the door to my room opened and a dear known voice squealed.
"Daddy! You'e okay!!" I then looked at the boy trying to climb up my bed. I felt suddenly happy and luckier than ever. Finally the doctor helped my son and he climbed on top of me holding my neck.
"Colby, little one, how did you get here?!" I asked, not really expecting an answer, but I was answered. Colby looked at me smiling and pointed somewhere behind the doctor.
Looking in that direction, my eyes rested on that beautiful brunet that hadn't left my head since I had met him.
"How do you feel?" he asked me, with concern in his beautiful, huge gray eyes, approaching me. And suddenly everything got okay.
"I feel okay, Squall. Now, I'm okay." Squall smiled. The doctor and the nurse also smiled and left discretely.
End of chapter 4
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A/N: First, Happy Holidays everyone, especially to my reviewers and readers.
Second, from now on things will get clearer, cause on the next chapter Squall will discover what was exactly Seifer's mission. This chapter was relatively easy too write, except for a few parts that I was constantly changing. That's why he took so long to come out.
Third, Thanks to all my reviewers for their comments and opinions on my work. Answering your questions and comments: Lady Yuskreven: Here you have. Hope you like the new chapter.
Flaming-Angel: I'm glad you find my story interesting. Don't worry. I'm almost sure I'll end it ;P.
Promqueen: I'm glad you are. Of course it wasn't Squall. ::hugs squall:: :o
Redrum: It came out sooner this one. Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm glad you didn't move away :D.
Squall Morpheus Leonhart: the other chapter was 'suspenseful' this one his sweet and 'Colbish'. This I'm sure it isn't a word, but we can always do a dictionary of our own, can't we? ;p SOEG shall be updated soon.
GG: I don't know. -_-? Showdown between 38 and 39 or No showdown between 38 and 39. I'm gonna think, than I tell you, okay?
Purple Penguin: by the time he finds out, he won't be only his son's babysitter. Ops! You didn't read that. And of course Squall's the good mutant, what were you all thinking?! :::hugs Squall again and tighter:::
BlackCypress: Thanks. Glad you like it. Scaled member...good question. O.O
Miss Dincht: Thanks. Well, Seifer is kinda of lonely now, his wife dead and all and Squall is been alone all his life, so I guess a family would suit both just fine. Colby is there to add responsibility to Seifer and a job to Squall. Colby is there also because he's very sweet and I like him very much. :::hugs Colby and Squall together::: Well, Squall has many things against him. One of those things will be Seifer. (Oops, you didn't read that either)
Rikkali: :::takes notes::: I like your suggestions a lot. You are right about many things. I also think no one in Seifer's team will be able to take down N38 and Squall probably doesn't know how to use a Gunblade, yet...
LizBethy: Don't worry nobody heard that. Squall, the prey...-_-! :::takes notes::: Oh, and yes, this Squall is the one we all know and love, though I don't think Seifer would like to hear that when they get more acquainted, if you know what I mean.
Thanks. Love ya all. Till next chapter.
Azure