Remembrance
Author: Liz Camp (MissyThang@aol.com)
Pairing: A SquallXSeifer.. possible SeiferXSquall later.
Rate: NC-17 for later chapter (yes folks, this may be a long one)
Summary: Squall remembers a promise that he had forgotten long ago,
but is it too late?
Warning: Yami nashi, blah blah, if you can't fill in the rest, go
home now. Yes...manlove is a wonderful thing.
Disclaimer: I've only created one game, and that was on a
BBS, so, no, I don't own FFVIII
Previous Ch--
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.
----Chp 4
My first thought is: This is a backyard?
The path continued behind the house and through the forest a fair way, extending to a second, larger clearing. At the center of the clearing was a small pond, glowing in the colors of the sunset. I can see fish swimming through the water, bits of silver darting here and there through the crystal clear depths. I look up from the pond, taking in the rest of the clearing.
There is some lawn furniture here, if you could call it lawn furniture. They're more like function wood sculptures, highly detailed. Three chairs, one medium sized table, some sort of recliner, all glowing with their own internal light.
There's the hot tub Rajin was talking about. Cedar, I can smell the aromatic wood from here. The water is steaming.
Inside sits the object of my search, completely unaware of my presence.
"Seifer..." I whisper, mostly to myself. His back is towards me, and he appears to be watching the sunset. His upper body is exposed to the air, and Seifer's chest looks a bit more muscular than the last time I had seen him. Of course, last time I saw him, he did have clothes on, so I might not be a good judge of his body. His hair is longer, but still not as long as mine, and it's ungeled. The affect is almost halo-like; a dark angel, contemplating the glowing sky.
"Oi, Raaj? Fuu? The fuck you just standing there for? If you're gonna watch the sunset, get your ass over here!"
Apparently, he has noticed my presence, if not my identity. Okay, a deep breath and I'm walking towards him. I get about three feet away from the cedar tub when he speaks again, causing me to pause.
"Shit, Fuu, I know you're the silent type, but this is kind of ridiculous." Seifer laughs to himself, "Grat got your tongue? With all that silence, you kinda remind me of-" Seifer turns around to face me, his eyes widen almost comically and his jaw drops.
"Squall." I nod to him, trying not to smile. He looks completely out of his element, I don't think I've ever seen him uncomfortable before.
"Seifer." In my monotone voice, his names comes out sounding like a fact, an answer to some unasked question. Seifer covers his surprise well, putting his old, arrogant smirk back into place. I missed that.
"So the Garden has finally gotten around to rounding up the rogue element, huh? I'm not going to put up a fight Leonhart, just let me get dressed before we go." I blink at him, he blinks at me; the silence stretches over us like a shroud.
"Right, I may be a super villain, trying to take over the world with the embodiment of all things evil and all, but I do still have some modesty. I'd really appreciate it if you could, you know, turn around for a few minutes." I shrug, turning my back to him. If he attacks, I can defend myself quickly enough to evade any damage. Probably.
Wet sounds as Seifer gets out of the hot tub. I can hear him retrieving whatever clothes he's dressing in. He's nearly panting, his breath is coming so fast.
Seifer is scared.
"So, am I going to be put on trial, or just executed in front of millions of people? Rajin and Fujin had nothing to do with my actions, just so you know. You can turn around again, I'm done." I do so, staring at his outfit. Who would have imagined Seifer wearing a fluffy cotton robe?
"No, no trial. You've already been officially cleared of any wrongdoing during the Sorceress War. Edea and Rinoa too. There was an international war tribune, Dr. Odine explained how Ultimecia took control of the three of you." Seifer is watching me carefully, an inscrutable expression on his face. I walk closer, stopping about a foot from him. It feels like more than that.
"Edea even demonstrated on a few of the judges, including Laguna," I half-smile at the memory, "She embarrassed the hell out of him too, forcing him to declare his undying love for Kiros." I tilt my head slightly, thinking. "Come to think of it, Kiros and Laguna have been spending an awful lot of time together since then." Seifer glares at me.
"So, what? Is this a grudge killing, or did you take some sort of contract for SeeD? Either way, I won't fight it."
Seifer kneels down on the grass, his robe riding up on his thighs. His position is strangely erotic, like he's kneeling for an entirely different reason. I try to force my mind away from that line of thought.
He reaches out and grabs the tip of my gunblade gently, I let him guide my weapon to a position where the blade rests on his neck, just above his Adam's apple. He's staring at Lionheart, like it's a religious symbol, eyes focused completely on the edge of my blade. I watch, stunned, when he drops his arms to his sides and bows his head. I don't know why, maybe I'm just a sick fuck, but I find myself getting aroused by his actions, Seifer's complete and total surrender.
"Go ahead, Leonhart, I'm ready. It's not like I have all that much to live for." His shoulders shake in silent laughter, "If I'm going to die, it damn well better be by your blade, so just fucking DO IT!" His voice is confident, almost cocky, but his body is trembling. Seifer...trembling, struggling to breathe normally; struggling to maintain some sense of dignity at what he thinks is the end. You have to admire the man, if only for that.
I sigh, guiding the tip of my gunblade underneath Seifer's chin, forcing him to tilt his head upward and meet my eyes. There's a lot of pain in those blue-green eyes. Pain, fear...and something I don't recognize. His eyes are beautiful, even now, as he stares at me with so much pain.
"I'm not here to kill you." Seifer holds my gaze with his sad eyes, never wavering, unblinking.
"Torture then? It's no less than I deserve, I suppose," There's a hint of laughter in his tone, "although if you're going to use my body, you should probably know that I'd enjoy it." He winks at me, with a perverted little grin. Apparently, the erotic nature of our positions hasn't escaped his notice.
"I'm not here to torture you, either." Seifer's playfulness vanishes, and he looks mightily pissed.
"Then what the fuck are you here for? The mighty SeeD commander want to see how low the knight had fallen, first hand? Is that it? I always thought you were above that Leonhart. Hyne, if you're not going to kill me, why can't you just leave me alone?" The last sentence was less forceful than his angry tirade, almost a plea.
"Can't."
"Well, why the fuck not? What's so goddamned special about me, that you'd forsake your duty and come to the middle of nowhere just to fuck with my head?" Seifer looks livid, muscles dancing under his skin. I should do something, before this escalates into another scarring episode. Only, I doubt he'd be doing any of the scarring this time.
I holster my weapon with my right hand, reaching my left arm out to him at the same time. He looks at my hand for a moment, then shrugs, taking it into his own. I pull him to his feet, not letting go even after he's standing.
"Why are you here?" Seifer seems to have regained some composure, his face once again a mask of arrogance, his posture straight and proud. Too bad the image is ruined by the way he's clutching my hand tightly, as if desperate for contact between us. I look at him for a moment, remembering how he was; trying to figure out how he is now. My answer is as honest as I can make it.
"Seifer, I missed you." Seifer's mask slips a bit with each word uttered, finally breaking completely as I gently squeeze his hand in mine. I pull his body towards me, wrapping him in a protective embrace. I hold on to him tightly as his tears threaten to overwhelm first him, and then the both of us.
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(A/N Whatcha think? Was the meeting okay? Did I do a semi-in character vulnerable Seifer? I worked hard on this chapter..so... Please.. inquiring mind(s) want to know!)
Previous Ch--
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.
----Chp 4
My first thought is: This is a backyard?
The path continued behind the house and through the forest a fair way, extending to a second, larger clearing. At the center of the clearing was a small pond, glowing in the colors of the sunset. I can see fish swimming through the water, bits of silver darting here and there through the crystal clear depths. I look up from the pond, taking in the rest of the clearing.
There is some lawn furniture here, if you could call it lawn furniture. They're more like function wood sculptures, highly detailed. Three chairs, one medium sized table, some sort of recliner, all glowing with their own internal light.
There's the hot tub Rajin was talking about. Cedar, I can smell the aromatic wood from here. The water is steaming.
Inside sits the object of my search, completely unaware of my presence.
"Seifer..." I whisper, mostly to myself. His back is towards me, and he appears to be watching the sunset. His upper body is exposed to the air, and Seifer's chest looks a bit more muscular than the last time I had seen him. Of course, last time I saw him, he did have clothes on, so I might not be a good judge of his body. His hair is longer, but still not as long as mine, and it's ungeled. The affect is almost halo-like; a dark angel, contemplating the glowing sky.
"Oi, Raaj? Fuu? The fuck you just standing there for? If you're gonna watch the sunset, get your ass over here!"
Apparently, he has noticed my presence, if not my identity. Okay, a deep breath and I'm walking towards him. I get about three feet away from the cedar tub when he speaks again, causing me to pause.
"Shit, Fuu, I know you're the silent type, but this is kind of ridiculous." Seifer laughs to himself, "Grat got your tongue? With all that silence, you kinda remind me of-" Seifer turns around to face me, his eyes widen almost comically and his jaw drops.
"Squall." I nod to him, trying not to smile. He looks completely out of his element, I don't think I've ever seen him uncomfortable before.
"Seifer." In my monotone voice, his names comes out sounding like a fact, an answer to some unasked question. Seifer covers his surprise well, putting his old, arrogant smirk back into place. I missed that.
"So the Garden has finally gotten around to rounding up the rogue element, huh? I'm not going to put up a fight Leonhart, just let me get dressed before we go." I blink at him, he blinks at me; the silence stretches over us like a shroud.
"Right, I may be a super villain, trying to take over the world with the embodiment of all things evil and all, but I do still have some modesty. I'd really appreciate it if you could, you know, turn around for a few minutes." I shrug, turning my back to him. If he attacks, I can defend myself quickly enough to evade any damage. Probably.
Wet sounds as Seifer gets out of the hot tub. I can hear him retrieving whatever clothes he's dressing in. He's nearly panting, his breath is coming so fast.
Seifer is scared.
"So, am I going to be put on trial, or just executed in front of millions of people? Rajin and Fujin had nothing to do with my actions, just so you know. You can turn around again, I'm done." I do so, staring at his outfit. Who would have imagined Seifer wearing a fluffy cotton robe?
"No, no trial. You've already been officially cleared of any wrongdoing during the Sorceress War. Edea and Rinoa too. There was an international war tribune, Dr. Odine explained how Ultimecia took control of the three of you." Seifer is watching me carefully, an inscrutable expression on his face. I walk closer, stopping about a foot from him. It feels like more than that.
"Edea even demonstrated on a few of the judges, including Laguna," I half-smile at the memory, "She embarrassed the hell out of him too, forcing him to declare his undying love for Kiros." I tilt my head slightly, thinking. "Come to think of it, Kiros and Laguna have been spending an awful lot of time together since then." Seifer glares at me.
"So, what? Is this a grudge killing, or did you take some sort of contract for SeeD? Either way, I won't fight it."
Seifer kneels down on the grass, his robe riding up on his thighs. His position is strangely erotic, like he's kneeling for an entirely different reason. I try to force my mind away from that line of thought.
He reaches out and grabs the tip of my gunblade gently, I let him guide my weapon to a position where the blade rests on his neck, just above his Adam's apple. He's staring at Lionheart, like it's a religious symbol, eyes focused completely on the edge of my blade. I watch, stunned, when he drops his arms to his sides and bows his head. I don't know why, maybe I'm just a sick fuck, but I find myself getting aroused by his actions, Seifer's complete and total surrender.
"Go ahead, Leonhart, I'm ready. It's not like I have all that much to live for." His shoulders shake in silent laughter, "If I'm going to die, it damn well better be by your blade, so just fucking DO IT!" His voice is confident, almost cocky, but his body is trembling. Seifer...trembling, struggling to breathe normally; struggling to maintain some sense of dignity at what he thinks is the end. You have to admire the man, if only for that.
I sigh, guiding the tip of my gunblade underneath Seifer's chin, forcing him to tilt his head upward and meet my eyes. There's a lot of pain in those blue-green eyes. Pain, fear...and something I don't recognize. His eyes are beautiful, even now, as he stares at me with so much pain.
"I'm not here to kill you." Seifer holds my gaze with his sad eyes, never wavering, unblinking.
"Torture then? It's no less than I deserve, I suppose," There's a hint of laughter in his tone, "although if you're going to use my body, you should probably know that I'd enjoy it." He winks at me, with a perverted little grin. Apparently, the erotic nature of our positions hasn't escaped his notice.
"I'm not here to torture you, either." Seifer's playfulness vanishes, and he looks mightily pissed.
"Then what the fuck are you here for? The mighty SeeD commander want to see how low the knight had fallen, first hand? Is that it? I always thought you were above that Leonhart. Hyne, if you're not going to kill me, why can't you just leave me alone?" The last sentence was less forceful than his angry tirade, almost a plea.
"Can't."
"Well, why the fuck not? What's so goddamned special about me, that you'd forsake your duty and come to the middle of nowhere just to fuck with my head?" Seifer looks livid, muscles dancing under his skin. I should do something, before this escalates into another scarring episode. Only, I doubt he'd be doing any of the scarring this time.
I holster my weapon with my right hand, reaching my left arm out to him at the same time. He looks at my hand for a moment, then shrugs, taking it into his own. I pull him to his feet, not letting go even after he's standing.
"Why are you here?" Seifer seems to have regained some composure, his face once again a mask of arrogance, his posture straight and proud. Too bad the image is ruined by the way he's clutching my hand tightly, as if desperate for contact between us. I look at him for a moment, remembering how he was; trying to figure out how he is now. My answer is as honest as I can make it.
"Seifer, I missed you." Seifer's mask slips a bit with each word uttered, finally breaking completely as I gently squeeze his hand in mine. I pull his body towards me, wrapping him in a protective embrace. I hold on to him tightly as his tears threaten to overwhelm first him, and then the both of us.
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(A/N Whatcha think? Was the meeting okay? Did I do a semi-in character vulnerable Seifer? I worked hard on this chapter..so... Please.. inquiring mind(s) want to know!)