Remembrance
Author: Liz Camp
Warnings: This is yaoi, if you haven't figured that out just yet, I feel really bad for you.
Disclaimer: Don't own FFVIII, but maybe someday, twenty years from now it'll be cheap enough to buy. Ah...who am I kidding, I'll never own it! **wild sobbing ensues**
Authors Notes: I got a lot of wonderful feedback from the last chapter...you like me! You really like me! And other such cliché expressions Ill try not to use in my fic. But I want to say thank you to y'all, and I'll try desperately to keep Seifer in character, but still uke. I've read a few too many waaay OOC uke Seifer's for my taste, and I'm trying to remedy that.
Previous Chapter--
...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.
Chapter 5
We're indoors now, Seifer has gotten over his 'little girly fit', as he calls it and all of us are sitting down to a dinner Rajin and Fujin have prepared.
The two of them never did show up in the backyard, a very wise decision on their part. Instead, they apparently went to work cooking a large amount of food. I'm a bit apprehensive to try most of the things on Seifer's giant oak dining table, especially the fish. The last incident I can recall involving Rajin and fish was...unpleasant to say the least.
Seifer looks up from his food, which he's eating with great enthusiasm, and watches me from across the table. I'm a little unsure of how to act, so I'm pushing food around my plate, waiting for cues on how to act from Seifer.
"So, Squally, just who is this Laguna guy you were talking about before?" Seifer is going to act like nothing happened outside. Typical of him, but I'll go along with his game for awhile.
"That's right, you three missed out on the end of the Sorceress War," a slight wince from Seifer, nodding from the other two, "Laguna is the 'President' of Esthar. You ask me, he's more like their King, but he likes to be called President. He's the man responsible for sealing Adel's powers away in that space station." Seifer nods politely, looking slightly puzzled. I'll assume he's trying to figure out how I'm related to Laguna, no pun intended. I take a sip of water, watching as he does the same.
"He's also my father." I casually mention. Seifer chokes on his water, and starts coughing. Rajin jumps up from his seat to pat Seifer on the back enthusiastically. Unfortunately, Rajin is a little too enthusiastic, and manages to 'pat' Seifer out of his chair, onto the table and into his dinner. Seifer swallows, tears in his eyes; then whacks Rajin across the back of his head. Rajin grins sheepishly.
"Sorry Seifer, don't know my own strength, ya know." Seifer glares at his large friend.
"I'll bet you don't," he mutters, trying to remove several layers of food from his hair. And I can't help myself, I start to laugh, smothering the sound with my napkin.
Yes, you heard right, me...Squall Leonhartless, commander of SeeD and reigning Ice Prince of Balamb is laughing at Seifer's dinner table. Well...not AT his dinner table, at the events around said table. I just got the strangest mental image of the three ex-DC members faces if I started laughing AT Seifer's table. The stray thought makes me laugh harder.
Seifer and Rajin stop their little argument to stare at me. This, along with Fujin's one eyed gaze is enough to make my laughter taper off.
"What?" Why are they staring at me like I've just sprouted wings? Seifer raises an eyebrow playfully.
"Why Squally-boy, did I just hear you...laugh?"
"What of it?" I glare at Seifer, who looks undeterred.
"So the rumors are true!" Seifer clasps his hands together, in mock happiness, "Finally, after all these years Leonhart...you've become a real boy!" (1) I give Seifer the finger, and turn my attention back to my plate.
"At least I don't have fish in my hair." I frown, using my 'angry' tone. Seifer's face looks flushed, but it goes away fairly quickly. Wait a minute there...did Seifer just...blush? Why? What for?? He shoves his chair away from the table abruptly, standing up.
"Stuff it Leonhart, I'm gonna go get a shower." Seifer mumbles and practically runs out of the room.
A few minutes later, and I'm still staring at the door frame marked by Seifer's recent departure. I've never seen him back down from a verbal challenge before, much less run away from...well...anything. There seem to be a lot of 'never seen's' happening since I found him.
"SQUALL!" Huh? Oh...Fujin. She looks angry, at least that hasn't changed. "CHASE."
"Yah, you should probably go after Seifer; he's a little upset, ya know. Maybe apologize or somethin'." I scoff, rolling my eyes.
"For what? He started it." Fujin narrows her eyes...well..her eye.
"SEIFER, SENSITIVE"
"Since when?" Okay, I'm a jerk... I know it. But I find it hard to believe that my ex-rival could get upset over something so trivial.
"DO OR DIE" Fujin has that scary-look in her eye again. I gulp heavily. I swear, for someone who was so easily defeated, she can sure scare the hell out of me.
"Fine." I sigh, standing up from my seat at the table.
"Seifer's bathroom is up the stairs and to the left, you should probably find him there, ya know." Rajin points to the door frame, as if I need the directions. I leave the dining room, headed for the bathroom.
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Okay, how am I supposed to do...whatever it is Fujin wants me to do when Seifer's in the shower, and I'm outside of a locked bathroom? I can hear the water running, and decide to wait. Leaning against one wall, I contemplate the length of time it must have taken to build something like this house.
"Christ, Almasy, just what the hell are you doing anyway?" Seifer's deep baritone interrupts my wall musings. I tune in, curious.
"I really fucking messed up this time, pissing him off like that...Hyne, I didn't mean it! I swear, I'm such an asshole." I smile to myself, this is getting pretty damn amusing. I'm just as big of an asshole as he is, but I can usually hide it. Seifer never could hide what he was thinking...hells, the man is talking to himself right now.
"But damn... Squall looks hot when he's pissed off. Fuckin' let him work out his anger on me anytime..."
What the hell? Did I really hear that? Why in Hyne's name would Seifer...
I hear the shower turns off, must have been standing here longer than I thought. Shit...standing here. He's gonna know I overheard him! Got to get out of here...hide...leave...something!
Jus then bathroom door opens; leaving me face to face with a nearly naked, and very embarrassed Seifer.
(A/N Yeah... it's short, but I'm tired. I'll have more done soon though. I rather like posting short chapters, gets the story out faster.)
(1) Like the fairy tale.. not a wooden boy.. a real boy! yah..I know sighs I need better insults.
Author: Liz Camp
Warnings: This is yaoi, if you haven't figured that out just yet, I feel really bad for you.
Disclaimer: Don't own FFVIII, but maybe someday, twenty years from now it'll be cheap enough to buy. Ah...who am I kidding, I'll never own it! **wild sobbing ensues**
Authors Notes: I got a lot of wonderful feedback from the last chapter...you like me! You really like me! And other such cliché expressions Ill try not to use in my fic. But I want to say thank you to y'all, and I'll try desperately to keep Seifer in character, but still uke. I've read a few too many waaay OOC uke Seifer's for my taste, and I'm trying to remedy that.
Previous Chapter--
...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.
Chapter 5
We're indoors now, Seifer has gotten over his 'little girly fit', as he calls it and all of us are sitting down to a dinner Rajin and Fujin have prepared.
The two of them never did show up in the backyard, a very wise decision on their part. Instead, they apparently went to work cooking a large amount of food. I'm a bit apprehensive to try most of the things on Seifer's giant oak dining table, especially the fish. The last incident I can recall involving Rajin and fish was...unpleasant to say the least.
Seifer looks up from his food, which he's eating with great enthusiasm, and watches me from across the table. I'm a little unsure of how to act, so I'm pushing food around my plate, waiting for cues on how to act from Seifer.
"So, Squally, just who is this Laguna guy you were talking about before?" Seifer is going to act like nothing happened outside. Typical of him, but I'll go along with his game for awhile.
"That's right, you three missed out on the end of the Sorceress War," a slight wince from Seifer, nodding from the other two, "Laguna is the 'President' of Esthar. You ask me, he's more like their King, but he likes to be called President. He's the man responsible for sealing Adel's powers away in that space station." Seifer nods politely, looking slightly puzzled. I'll assume he's trying to figure out how I'm related to Laguna, no pun intended. I take a sip of water, watching as he does the same.
"He's also my father." I casually mention. Seifer chokes on his water, and starts coughing. Rajin jumps up from his seat to pat Seifer on the back enthusiastically. Unfortunately, Rajin is a little too enthusiastic, and manages to 'pat' Seifer out of his chair, onto the table and into his dinner. Seifer swallows, tears in his eyes; then whacks Rajin across the back of his head. Rajin grins sheepishly.
"Sorry Seifer, don't know my own strength, ya know." Seifer glares at his large friend.
"I'll bet you don't," he mutters, trying to remove several layers of food from his hair. And I can't help myself, I start to laugh, smothering the sound with my napkin.
Yes, you heard right, me...Squall Leonhartless, commander of SeeD and reigning Ice Prince of Balamb is laughing at Seifer's dinner table. Well...not AT his dinner table, at the events around said table. I just got the strangest mental image of the three ex-DC members faces if I started laughing AT Seifer's table. The stray thought makes me laugh harder.
Seifer and Rajin stop their little argument to stare at me. This, along with Fujin's one eyed gaze is enough to make my laughter taper off.
"What?" Why are they staring at me like I've just sprouted wings? Seifer raises an eyebrow playfully.
"Why Squally-boy, did I just hear you...laugh?"
"What of it?" I glare at Seifer, who looks undeterred.
"So the rumors are true!" Seifer clasps his hands together, in mock happiness, "Finally, after all these years Leonhart...you've become a real boy!" (1) I give Seifer the finger, and turn my attention back to my plate.
"At least I don't have fish in my hair." I frown, using my 'angry' tone. Seifer's face looks flushed, but it goes away fairly quickly. Wait a minute there...did Seifer just...blush? Why? What for?? He shoves his chair away from the table abruptly, standing up.
"Stuff it Leonhart, I'm gonna go get a shower." Seifer mumbles and practically runs out of the room.
A few minutes later, and I'm still staring at the door frame marked by Seifer's recent departure. I've never seen him back down from a verbal challenge before, much less run away from...well...anything. There seem to be a lot of 'never seen's' happening since I found him.
"SQUALL!" Huh? Oh...Fujin. She looks angry, at least that hasn't changed. "CHASE."
"Yah, you should probably go after Seifer; he's a little upset, ya know. Maybe apologize or somethin'." I scoff, rolling my eyes.
"For what? He started it." Fujin narrows her eyes...well..her eye.
"SEIFER, SENSITIVE"
"Since when?" Okay, I'm a jerk... I know it. But I find it hard to believe that my ex-rival could get upset over something so trivial.
"DO OR DIE" Fujin has that scary-look in her eye again. I gulp heavily. I swear, for someone who was so easily defeated, she can sure scare the hell out of me.
"Fine." I sigh, standing up from my seat at the table.
"Seifer's bathroom is up the stairs and to the left, you should probably find him there, ya know." Rajin points to the door frame, as if I need the directions. I leave the dining room, headed for the bathroom.
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Okay, how am I supposed to do...whatever it is Fujin wants me to do when Seifer's in the shower, and I'm outside of a locked bathroom? I can hear the water running, and decide to wait. Leaning against one wall, I contemplate the length of time it must have taken to build something like this house.
"Christ, Almasy, just what the hell are you doing anyway?" Seifer's deep baritone interrupts my wall musings. I tune in, curious.
"I really fucking messed up this time, pissing him off like that...Hyne, I didn't mean it! I swear, I'm such an asshole." I smile to myself, this is getting pretty damn amusing. I'm just as big of an asshole as he is, but I can usually hide it. Seifer never could hide what he was thinking...hells, the man is talking to himself right now.
"But damn... Squall looks hot when he's pissed off. Fuckin' let him work out his anger on me anytime..."
What the hell? Did I really hear that? Why in Hyne's name would Seifer...
I hear the shower turns off, must have been standing here longer than I thought. Shit...standing here. He's gonna know I overheard him! Got to get out of here...hide...leave...something!
Jus then bathroom door opens; leaving me face to face with a nearly naked, and very embarrassed Seifer.
(A/N Yeah... it's short, but I'm tired. I'll have more done soon though. I rather like posting short chapters, gets the story out faster.)
(1) Like the fairy tale.. not a wooden boy.. a real boy! yah..I know sighs I need better insults.