Disclaimer: Don't own them! STOP REMINDING ME! ::cries:: Oh Emily you're going to kill me. You're going to maim me. Hoo-boy…this is just a story. This is just a story. Also more apologies for this chapter for being so short, but hey. At least it's a chapter. I know last time I said I'd wait for 10 more reviews. I got impatient, and I crave to post another chapter for what little readers I do have. Remember folks this is PG-13 so it can't get that bad…or maybe I should have a rating boost if I do have a turn of events…
He watched from afar the two openly flirt in the cafeteria. His emerald eyes squinting in rage at the occasional touch of the hand, that seemingly crept farther and farther up on the leg. The soft pale caressing hand on his shoulder yanked him away from his violent thoughts of all the things he could do to the headmaster. "Seifer…what are you glowering at?" He watched as the sorceress took a seat next to him, "and why are you sitting in the corner of the cafeteria."
"Rinoa…Look." He languidly pace he pointed to the couple in the middle of the room. "The nerve he has to do that with a sixteen year old." Seifer leaned on his elbows that rested on the table, as if trying to get a better look. His face grew pale. "Did you see that?" His glance shifted over to his companion and she nodded meekly a knowing look on her face. Seifer watched the young student stand and go on her tip toes to kiss the headmaster, then left, probably heading off to class or assist Dr. Kadowaki. "…The nerve." He muttered as his gaze never left the retreating headmaster. "Excuse me…" He nodded politely and stomped off after the brunette.
He stalked his prey unnoticed and dangerously close to being discovered. But his rage was too great to care. Emerald orbs shooting daggers at the young man moving almost cat-like down the dormitory halls in search of his own. It took every ounce of willpower for the blonde not to attack him right then and there. He would wait for the perfect opportunity, it just wasn't time yet. The soft click of the unlocked door and the groaning of its hinges pulled Seifer from his thoughts as he watched Squall slip into the narrow opening. Now was his chance. He threw his weight against the smaller man and forced him into the room. A grunt of confusion escaped Squall's lips as his dorm room door slammed shut with a resounding bang. "Just what the hell…" He was quickly quieted as he felt a hand grab a fistful of his shirt and slam his back into the wall. His feet thrashed to touch the floor that seemingly has disappeared, and sparkling emeralds invaded his vision. He was scared…and he had every right to be.
"Just what the hell am I doing, you ask Puberty Boy? Just what the hell were you doing with that sixteen year old student? Huh? Just getting friendly? LIKE HELL! Kissing Naurwen while you have a wonderful boyfriend is not the best thing you should be doing right now. Give me five damn good reasons why I should wring your neck and kick you off the balcony. Don't you know once Zell finds out he'll be crushed? If you hurt him in any way, so help you Hyne I'll castrate you and ship that thing you call a dick between your legs off to the Lunatic Pandora! Or maybe I should feed it to the ochus in the training center." Seifer growled hauling Squall closer to him then slamming him back into the wall. A malicious smirk played on the brunette's lips and his storm-gray eyes twinkled with mischief. Seifer didn't know what hit him…or to be more correct…kissed him. First a quick touch of lip to lip…then Squall became more daring…more…enticing, and began to suck on the flesh that was Seifer's bottom lip. Rage built instantaneously and a fist made solid contact with the young headmaster's stomach. "You're just a little whore aren't you? This isn't a very good reason at all why I shouldn't pummel you into a fine pulp. You use Rinoa. She's a nice woman, what the hell did she ever do? Then you use Zell? Naurwen? And you're trying to get with me? Squall grow the hell up! These are people. Hurt Zell and I'll kill you. Hurt Cynthia's friend and she'll kill you. Touch me again and I'll castrate you then make sure you die a slow and painful death. You're just a bastard looking to get laid." The fist made solid contact yet again, but this time with Squall's jaw.
"…Look the lapdog has come back to play." Squall spat avoiding the look of Seifer's face. The look of his abhorrence and ire made the headmaster squirm with pusillanimity. Seifer was beyond angry. He was pissed.
He just sat there, watching the small pond ripple as the fish constantly changed positions. The thick imitated jungle atmosphere of the training center shrouded the clandestine clearing he rested in. Memories flashing in and out of his mind. The ochus, the stench, the gunblade…Seifer. He had a gut wrenching feeling something horrible was about to happen to him, or someone. Call it intuition, clairvoyance, foreshadowing whatever the hell your mind pleases, but he knew something was going to happen. And it involved Seifer.
Author's notes: Emily…don't kill me. I know you wanted happy fluffy relationships with Squall and all that…but this is my story and I write it as I go. I didn't intend for it to turn out like this! Honest. Please don't hurt me. But I can't help but think how much of a jerk Squall really is. (No offense to the fans) But replaying FF8 and seeing his comments and choices…he really was a jerk. More of a jerk of Seifer. Seifer was under a spell, he has an excuse. Seifer didn't intend to be a jackass, but even then he wasn't! He was a man with a dream. Not necessarily a good dream. But hey…it's Seifer. And I want him. Now Squall…don't get me started on that boy. I love him…I do. But not enough to put him constantly in my good graces in my stories. Heh. Oh dear I'm rambling. . Just review already. I'm lonely. I'm a review whore. And why don't people love me?! Only 11 people put me on their favorite author's list, and only 18 people reviewed this. I'm going to cry. Seifer hold me!
Seifer: …But Zell.
Me: Who cares?
Zell: I DO!
Me: Damnit! …Fine…Cloud! Hold me!
Cloud: *is dead* (inside joke?)
Me: Where are my drugs. I'm the junkie, they're my drugs. KAMMY…GET ONLINE…Err…While I'm at it…Grasshopper update your story! Trowa Almasy update your story…Grinning Reaper I LOVE YOU! HOKIT I LOVE YOU TOO…Uhhh reviewers I forgot to recognize 'cause I forgot your FanFiction nickname…I'm sorry. NOW REVIEW
