Emerald Tears 5/?
By Nix Winter
Disclaimers: I don't own them. The Final Fantasy series is a great set of games. I urge you to buy them and play. I should also point out that this story is entirely my responsibility.
Notes: I'm having so much fun writing this story!!! For like months now I've been working on writing stuff for sale, and this is just something I'm writing for fun! Thank you so much for reading it and giving me the opportunity to have so much fun!
Nix
Emerald Tears
Laguna scratched behind his ear. "I don't know, Squall. He's only been back for eighteen hours and a pardon?"
"A full and complete pardon, reinstatement to Balamb Garden as a cadet, if he wants." Squall restated what he wanted. Laguna was his father. Squall didn't always believe it and this was the first time he'd asked for anything personal from the man.
"A full and complete pardon," Laguna agreed, eyeing Squall. "Was there something, uh, um, personal going on between you and Seifer before the SeeD test?"
Squall wasn't going to have any teeth left if this kept up. He was just going to grind them into little bits. Nervous and uncomfortable with the heat on his cheeks, he rose and started pacing the presidential office. "Look. I'm not like you. I don't romance just anyone and I was busy. I had a lot of studying to do, a lot of practicing. I didn't have time to think about romance."
"And you didn't need to," Laguna said, in those sometimes wiser than god moments he got, "Because you already knew that you wanted Seifer."
"I did not!" Squall turned, fists held at his side, every bit the angry teenager. "I didn't want him! He was a bully, arrogant, attention seeking, always in my way, getting me into trouble, always talking too much, always goading me into something."
Laguna laughed. "It's alright you know, to fall in love where you fall in love. The heart doesn't know gender the way we think we do with our heads. What does your body think of him."
"Now," Squall snarled, eyes narrow, like a cornered rodent, "That is way too personal even if you are my dad. We didn't have a talk about the birds and the bees. I got that from a class taught to third years at Garden. Insert tab A in slot B, and watch for swelling. That's about it, isn't it? So I'm just one fucked up kitty to be thinking I have a tab A for someone who doesn't even have a slot B."
Laguna leaned his head back, tapping a gold plated pen against his desk. "I'll have you know that Seifer does have a slot b."
"How would you know?" Instinctive jealousy made Squall's aura flash with green.
This time the president of Esthar bit his lip rather than laugh. After a deep breath he replied, "I expect that Seifer is made just like every other normal man. And before you die of embarrassment, I'm not going to give you details. Go ask your friend Irvine. I've seen him date in an equal opportunity way."
"That's not true," Squall said, voice lowering to a whisper. "And even if it is, everyone expects me to marry Rinoa, have kids. Wouldn't you be unhappy if you don't get grandkids?"
"I've really got to look into the curriculum at these Gardens. They're leaving a great deal out. Rinoa's the one who asked me to talk to you about this, about Seifer. I think she was hoping you'd ask me for clemency. Her father wants to see Seifer tried for war crimes."
"No," Squall said, sitting back down in the chair he'd been sitting in. "You wouldn't let him?"
Laguna put down his pen and templed his fingers. "I know I haven't been a great father to you and there are a lot of things that someone ought to tell you, but I'm just not able to do that either. I can do this for you. I'll pardon Seifer Almasy. I'll write Sid and ask that he be readmitted to Balamb, if he wants to be, or if he's up to it. But you take him, today, right now, come morning anyway, and get out of Esthar before someone takes it to the senate that the Sorceress' Knight is back. He needs to keep a low profile for a while, and you too, really. I do love you, you know."
Relief washed over Squall, fragile and tentative. He couldn't say he loved Laguna back. He didn't know the man that well, despite having lived part of his life through Ellone's magic. He did love Seifer though, and Laguna's help caused Squall to be grateful, very grateful. "Thanks."
"You can take my train. Don't be rash, Squall. Be aware that he could be dangerous. He might not mean to be, but he is. The junction he has with that gf, the experiences he's been through, sometimes a person is a walking time bomb and they don't even know it."
Squall scratched the back of his head, frowning. "Yeah, okay. Dad," he said shyly. There was a first time for everything, and he did owe him for Seifer, and he wanted to make Laguna happy too, "This thing with Seifer, I don't understand it, but when I saw his drawings, I felt," Squall paused again, looking for the right word, "Like I wasn't alone anymore. I don't want him to be alone either, you know?"
Laguna's smile was sad and they looked like a matched set, Squall and Laguna. "I understand."
Squall picked his coat from the back of the chair and left. It was that simple. In the morning, Dr. Ewen would release Seifer and he and Squall would disappear to Balamb. Laguna touched the screen of his workstation and the monitor came back up, showing the scanned in image of Squall grinning. Laguna touched the image, wished real , real hard. It was every parent's wish for their child to be happy, to smile like that.
By Nix Winter
Disclaimers: I don't own them. The Final Fantasy series is a great set of games. I urge you to buy them and play. I should also point out that this story is entirely my responsibility.
Notes: I'm having so much fun writing this story!!! For like months now I've been working on writing stuff for sale, and this is just something I'm writing for fun! Thank you so much for reading it and giving me the opportunity to have so much fun!
Nix
Emerald Tears
Laguna scratched behind his ear. "I don't know, Squall. He's only been back for eighteen hours and a pardon?"
"A full and complete pardon, reinstatement to Balamb Garden as a cadet, if he wants." Squall restated what he wanted. Laguna was his father. Squall didn't always believe it and this was the first time he'd asked for anything personal from the man.
"A full and complete pardon," Laguna agreed, eyeing Squall. "Was there something, uh, um, personal going on between you and Seifer before the SeeD test?"
Squall wasn't going to have any teeth left if this kept up. He was just going to grind them into little bits. Nervous and uncomfortable with the heat on his cheeks, he rose and started pacing the presidential office. "Look. I'm not like you. I don't romance just anyone and I was busy. I had a lot of studying to do, a lot of practicing. I didn't have time to think about romance."
"And you didn't need to," Laguna said, in those sometimes wiser than god moments he got, "Because you already knew that you wanted Seifer."
"I did not!" Squall turned, fists held at his side, every bit the angry teenager. "I didn't want him! He was a bully, arrogant, attention seeking, always in my way, getting me into trouble, always talking too much, always goading me into something."
Laguna laughed. "It's alright you know, to fall in love where you fall in love. The heart doesn't know gender the way we think we do with our heads. What does your body think of him."
"Now," Squall snarled, eyes narrow, like a cornered rodent, "That is way too personal even if you are my dad. We didn't have a talk about the birds and the bees. I got that from a class taught to third years at Garden. Insert tab A in slot B, and watch for swelling. That's about it, isn't it? So I'm just one fucked up kitty to be thinking I have a tab A for someone who doesn't even have a slot B."
Laguna leaned his head back, tapping a gold plated pen against his desk. "I'll have you know that Seifer does have a slot b."
"How would you know?" Instinctive jealousy made Squall's aura flash with green.
This time the president of Esthar bit his lip rather than laugh. After a deep breath he replied, "I expect that Seifer is made just like every other normal man. And before you die of embarrassment, I'm not going to give you details. Go ask your friend Irvine. I've seen him date in an equal opportunity way."
"That's not true," Squall said, voice lowering to a whisper. "And even if it is, everyone expects me to marry Rinoa, have kids. Wouldn't you be unhappy if you don't get grandkids?"
"I've really got to look into the curriculum at these Gardens. They're leaving a great deal out. Rinoa's the one who asked me to talk to you about this, about Seifer. I think she was hoping you'd ask me for clemency. Her father wants to see Seifer tried for war crimes."
"No," Squall said, sitting back down in the chair he'd been sitting in. "You wouldn't let him?"
Laguna put down his pen and templed his fingers. "I know I haven't been a great father to you and there are a lot of things that someone ought to tell you, but I'm just not able to do that either. I can do this for you. I'll pardon Seifer Almasy. I'll write Sid and ask that he be readmitted to Balamb, if he wants to be, or if he's up to it. But you take him, today, right now, come morning anyway, and get out of Esthar before someone takes it to the senate that the Sorceress' Knight is back. He needs to keep a low profile for a while, and you too, really. I do love you, you know."
Relief washed over Squall, fragile and tentative. He couldn't say he loved Laguna back. He didn't know the man that well, despite having lived part of his life through Ellone's magic. He did love Seifer though, and Laguna's help caused Squall to be grateful, very grateful. "Thanks."
"You can take my train. Don't be rash, Squall. Be aware that he could be dangerous. He might not mean to be, but he is. The junction he has with that gf, the experiences he's been through, sometimes a person is a walking time bomb and they don't even know it."
Squall scratched the back of his head, frowning. "Yeah, okay. Dad," he said shyly. There was a first time for everything, and he did owe him for Seifer, and he wanted to make Laguna happy too, "This thing with Seifer, I don't understand it, but when I saw his drawings, I felt," Squall paused again, looking for the right word, "Like I wasn't alone anymore. I don't want him to be alone either, you know?"
Laguna's smile was sad and they looked like a matched set, Squall and Laguna. "I understand."
Squall picked his coat from the back of the chair and left. It was that simple. In the morning, Dr. Ewen would release Seifer and he and Squall would disappear to Balamb. Laguna touched the screen of his workstation and the monitor came back up, showing the scanned in image of Squall grinning. Laguna touched the image, wished real , real hard. It was every parent's wish for their child to be happy, to smile like that.