Remembrance
Author: Liz Camp Pairing: A SquallXSeifer.. possible SeiferXSquall later. Warning: This is yaoi. If you don't know what that is, look it up. Im not responsible for what happens when you do. Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, though I do have a couple collars that would look WONDERFUL on Squall. Sadly, I'll never be able to try them out.
Previous chapter
-- I'm wiping by gunblade on the grass to clean it for the hundredth time or so, when I feel something very sharp pressed against the small of my back. I nod in what I hope is a congenial manner.
"..Seifer."---
Ch 3----
"NEGATIVE."
"Fujin?" I'm genuinely surprised to hear her sharp voice behind me. Since when has she used a sword?
"SQUALL. REASON?"
"Ya, why'd ya come here?" And wherever Fujin is, Rajin isn't far behind.
"Rajin, Fujin. I've come for Seifer." I slowly turn around to face the wind and thunder duo. As I suspected, Fujin has exchanged her old projectile for a rather elegant blade, currently pointing directly over my heart. Rajin seems to be waiting, probably watching Fujin to pick up on cues as to how he should behave. Fujin stares at me with her lone crimson eye. It's frightening how much expression she can put into that cyclopean gaze. I always wanted to ask her how she does it...but somehow I doubt she would take kindly to that particular question right now.
I take a moment to think, and watch them, my posture relaxed, denying that they have caught me off guard. I'm not frightened; if they wanted me dead, I would have been dead before they announced their presence. Both of them have fought me before, and they're smart enough to know that I'm junctioned.
Fujin hasn't changed in the years since I'd seen her last. She's still the same petite, terrifying woman that struck fear into the hearts of Balamb's students and Seeds alike. Still the same outfit, still the same eye patch, still the same deadly looking scowl on her face. Rajin has changed, oh he still looks the same, in that strange outfit of his, but he seems more confident than before. Maybe he's finally decided to apply his intelligence in battle, he always was intelligent, despite his behavior. Kind too...
I wonder what made him decide to be a SeeD?
"SEIFER, WHY?"
"Why do you want to see Seifer anyway? He hasn't done nothing bad, ya know, he has us with him for witnesses."
"I want..." 'I want to take him home. Because I promised, and I'm a man of my word. No matter how recently remembered.' Fujin must see some of my thoughts reflected in body language, or facial expressions, or something because she lowers her kitana back to her side. I hadn't really noticed I was tensed up, ready for battle, until I felt my body relax. Of course, Fujin doesn't trust me quite yet, her weapon is still drawn and ready. She turns her bloody eye to my face, appraising me somehow...judging me.
I suddenly remember an old piece of mythology, about three witch sisters who sold their souls for the gift of vision, and ended up eternally squabbling over one shared eye. Fujin's missing eye could very well be that fabled all seeing orb, Hyne knows that her good eye is up to the task.
"WANT?" Fujin has never really been patient, and right now she looks as if her limited supply has run out.
"I want Seifer back. Back home. Back where he belongs."
"WHY TRUST?" Rajin watches Fujin silently, until she nods to him.
"Ya, how do we know we can trust you? Ya could just want to hurt Seifer, or bring him back for a trial or somethin'" I frown briefly, letting my hands rest on my hips. Fujin watches my movement carefully.
"If I wanted to hurt him, both of you would be unconscious or dead by now. Same goes for putting him on trial." Fujin has to see the logic in that, she has to know I could still render them both unconscious before she could raise her blade. But this would be much easier with the posse's blessing.
"Hey Fuu...I believe him, ya know. He could have taken us out already if he was gonna be a threat, but he's just standin there. I don't think he's gonna hurt Siefer, ya know." Fujin give me another long searching look, glances back to Rajin and finally nods. She sheathes her blade, turning her back to me.
"...AGREED." Rajin grins his goofy smile to me, rushing forward and grabbing my hand. He pumps my arm enthusiastically, and I wonder which of the bones in my hand are left intact, if any. Oh well...at least he didn't hug me. He bounces backwards, motioning for me to follow him and Fujin.
"Right then, we'll take ya to Siefer, but try not to upset him too much. He's not really used to having visitors, ya know. Especially visitors like you, ya know."
I'm left to wonder at that comment as I'm lead off into the woods.
-- It's evening by the time we arrive at a large log house in the middle of a clearing. My internal compass tells me we are about ten miles to the east of Sunrise, but I don't care much. Now, when I say log house, I mean log house. A two story very large looking house made entirely out of what looked to be pine logs. The roof is shingled with wood, the porch is wooden...in fact, the only things that aren't wooden are the windows and the porch light. It's an amazing piece of craftsmanship, probably took forever to build too. Or maybe just five years of pent up frustrations...
"This is Seifer's?" Is the only thing that I could think to say. Of course it's Seifer's! Who else are they taking me to see? And now that I look closer, the massive oak door has an inlaid cross, Seifer's symbol.
"OBVIOUS." Fujin calls my stupidity, eyes rolled. She points to a small path, marked by polished slices of log. I can count the rings in each step. "SEIFER, FOLLOW."
"Ya, Seifer is usually in the backyard at twilight, ya know. It's peaceful there...and there's a hot tub." Rajin grins openly, poking my shoulder. I try to suppress my irritation. "You go on ahead, then. We'll follow ya in a coupla minutes." Rajin smirks, looking entirely too much like his blonde leader, and my instincts scream 'Setup!'. Rajin isn't the sort of man to fight dirty, though, so I'll go along with his wishes. I'm not unjunctioning, though. I don't trust him that much.
"Fine." I follow the pathway towards whatever Rajin considers a backyard, head held high, trying to ignore any nervousness I'm feeling.
(A/N---chapter three is out of the way.. woot! And the plot bunnies are attacking. I really wanted to branch the story off in four different possible directions.. but I had to choose one *sighs*. The next part is underway, and as always..Feedback is appreciated.)
Author: Liz Camp Pairing: A SquallXSeifer.. possible SeiferXSquall later. Warning: This is yaoi. If you don't know what that is, look it up. Im not responsible for what happens when you do. Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, though I do have a couple collars that would look WONDERFUL on Squall. Sadly, I'll never be able to try them out.
Previous chapter
-- I'm wiping by gunblade on the grass to clean it for the hundredth time or so, when I feel something very sharp pressed against the small of my back. I nod in what I hope is a congenial manner.
"..Seifer."---
Ch 3----
"NEGATIVE."
"Fujin?" I'm genuinely surprised to hear her sharp voice behind me. Since when has she used a sword?
"SQUALL. REASON?"
"Ya, why'd ya come here?" And wherever Fujin is, Rajin isn't far behind.
"Rajin, Fujin. I've come for Seifer." I slowly turn around to face the wind and thunder duo. As I suspected, Fujin has exchanged her old projectile for a rather elegant blade, currently pointing directly over my heart. Rajin seems to be waiting, probably watching Fujin to pick up on cues as to how he should behave. Fujin stares at me with her lone crimson eye. It's frightening how much expression she can put into that cyclopean gaze. I always wanted to ask her how she does it...but somehow I doubt she would take kindly to that particular question right now.
I take a moment to think, and watch them, my posture relaxed, denying that they have caught me off guard. I'm not frightened; if they wanted me dead, I would have been dead before they announced their presence. Both of them have fought me before, and they're smart enough to know that I'm junctioned.
Fujin hasn't changed in the years since I'd seen her last. She's still the same petite, terrifying woman that struck fear into the hearts of Balamb's students and Seeds alike. Still the same outfit, still the same eye patch, still the same deadly looking scowl on her face. Rajin has changed, oh he still looks the same, in that strange outfit of his, but he seems more confident than before. Maybe he's finally decided to apply his intelligence in battle, he always was intelligent, despite his behavior. Kind too...
I wonder what made him decide to be a SeeD?
"SEIFER, WHY?"
"Why do you want to see Seifer anyway? He hasn't done nothing bad, ya know, he has us with him for witnesses."
"I want..." 'I want to take him home. Because I promised, and I'm a man of my word. No matter how recently remembered.' Fujin must see some of my thoughts reflected in body language, or facial expressions, or something because she lowers her kitana back to her side. I hadn't really noticed I was tensed up, ready for battle, until I felt my body relax. Of course, Fujin doesn't trust me quite yet, her weapon is still drawn and ready. She turns her bloody eye to my face, appraising me somehow...judging me.
I suddenly remember an old piece of mythology, about three witch sisters who sold their souls for the gift of vision, and ended up eternally squabbling over one shared eye. Fujin's missing eye could very well be that fabled all seeing orb, Hyne knows that her good eye is up to the task.
"WANT?" Fujin has never really been patient, and right now she looks as if her limited supply has run out.
"I want Seifer back. Back home. Back where he belongs."
"WHY TRUST?" Rajin watches Fujin silently, until she nods to him.
"Ya, how do we know we can trust you? Ya could just want to hurt Seifer, or bring him back for a trial or somethin'" I frown briefly, letting my hands rest on my hips. Fujin watches my movement carefully.
"If I wanted to hurt him, both of you would be unconscious or dead by now. Same goes for putting him on trial." Fujin has to see the logic in that, she has to know I could still render them both unconscious before she could raise her blade. But this would be much easier with the posse's blessing.
"Hey Fuu...I believe him, ya know. He could have taken us out already if he was gonna be a threat, but he's just standin there. I don't think he's gonna hurt Siefer, ya know." Fujin give me another long searching look, glances back to Rajin and finally nods. She sheathes her blade, turning her back to me.
"...AGREED." Rajin grins his goofy smile to me, rushing forward and grabbing my hand. He pumps my arm enthusiastically, and I wonder which of the bones in my hand are left intact, if any. Oh well...at least he didn't hug me. He bounces backwards, motioning for me to follow him and Fujin.
"Right then, we'll take ya to Siefer, but try not to upset him too much. He's not really used to having visitors, ya know. Especially visitors like you, ya know."
I'm left to wonder at that comment as I'm lead off into the woods.
-- It's evening by the time we arrive at a large log house in the middle of a clearing. My internal compass tells me we are about ten miles to the east of Sunrise, but I don't care much. Now, when I say log house, I mean log house. A two story very large looking house made entirely out of what looked to be pine logs. The roof is shingled with wood, the porch is wooden...in fact, the only things that aren't wooden are the windows and the porch light. It's an amazing piece of craftsmanship, probably took forever to build too. Or maybe just five years of pent up frustrations...
"This is Seifer's?" Is the only thing that I could think to say. Of course it's Seifer's! Who else are they taking me to see? And now that I look closer, the massive oak door has an inlaid cross, Seifer's symbol.
"OBVIOUS." Fujin calls my stupidity, eyes rolled. She points to a small path, marked by polished slices of log. I can count the rings in each step. "SEIFER, FOLLOW."
"Ya, Seifer is usually in the backyard at twilight, ya know. It's peaceful there...and there's a hot tub." Rajin grins openly, poking my shoulder. I try to suppress my irritation. "You go on ahead, then. We'll follow ya in a coupla minutes." Rajin smirks, looking entirely too much like his blonde leader, and my instincts scream 'Setup!'. Rajin isn't the sort of man to fight dirty, though, so I'll go along with his wishes. I'm not unjunctioning, though. I don't trust him that much.
"Fine." I follow the pathway towards whatever Rajin considers a backyard, head held high, trying to ignore any nervousness I'm feeling.
(A/N---chapter three is out of the way.. woot! And the plot bunnies are attacking. I really wanted to branch the story off in four different possible directions.. but I had to choose one *sighs*. The next part is underway, and as always..Feedback is appreciated.)