I am back with another installment, spurred on by the friend I'm doing this
for. And I'm extremely sorry for it's lateness. But neway, thanks to my
three reviewers:
Escada, Kelani2539, and Anime Addict Anonymous
Keep on reviewing you three and I hope I get some new people too. And now on to the legal stuffs.
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy 8 and all it's elements belong to their respective owners. I own nothing except some of the characters I made up using Japanese words.
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Chapter 4: Pain and confusion
Squall's POV
Squall's head swam as warm fingers danced across his exposed flesh, sending his senses into a frenzied state. Soft lips pressed lightly against his neck and moved across and up his jaw line before capturing his mouth. Long golden tresses tumbled down past his face and deep blue eyes stared into his own. A gasp escaped his lips and the woman above him pressed their bodies together.
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Squall awoke abruptly, a sheen of sweat coating his body and making his shirt stick to his skin. He'd never had a dream that intense. He was, after all, the ice prince, and that applied to all aspects of his emotions. Suddenly noticing the cold, hard stone beneath him Squall's head snapped up.
The room consisted of nothing more than a bucket in the corner. The large metal door stood in the corner of the wall opposite him, being the only exit from the stone prison. Standing, Squall chose to inspect the door further, looking for any possible weaknesses that could be used to his advantage. Upon closer inspection of the door he noticed a small black box with a button.
Curious but not stupid, Squall inspected the box. He wanted to press the button and see what it did but he knew that it could be a trap. Who said curiosity killed the cat? It just kept him on his toes.
Sliding his hands across the door looking for cracks he almost didn't notice the heavy footfalls coming down the corridor. As the footfalls stopped in front of the door Squall spun off to the side, ready to attack. When the door opened however Squall froze as Quistis was thrown through it.
She looked like she'd been through hell and back, hair matted to her back with sweat and a bit of blood. She lay there, unmoving, for a moment before pulling herself into a sitting position. She caught sight of Squall and the small frown upon his face.
"I look like shit don't I?" She let a small smile grace her lips, her shadowed eyes attempting to conceal her pain.
"Maybe just a little bit. Did they pump you for information?" Squall crouched down and tried to asses the damage done and hope he'd be able to do something.
Quistis nodded, slumping back against the wall. "She wanted to know something about some codes to the Garden. From what I gathered she needs them for someone else. Some sort of genetic experiment or something along those lines."
Squall sighed as he stood, another crazy, power-hungry villain for them to deal with. Stripping off his shirt Squall kneeled back down. He brought the shirt to Quistis's forehead and dabbed at the sweat and blood. As he worked down her face he noticed the extremely reddish tint to her cheeks and how she had averted her gaze downwards. Squall leaned down to catch her gaze, "Are you gonna be all right?"
Quistis let her gaze travel back up to meet his eyes before she nodded and dropped her head back down, her face reddening further.
Squall stood back up and went to his post beside the door. His mind closed back in on itself as he engaged in what his friends liked to call an his inner monologue. 'We're trapped in an enemy base. We know nothing about why we are here except for some vague details. And Quistis,' He chanced a look at the woman who didn't want to seem to look at him, 'reminds me of a nervous cadet.'
Sighing, Squall inspected his shirt before putting it back on, they needed a plan to get out of there and they needed it soon. "So did you see anything of interest out there?"
Quistis suddenly reverted to business mode, the pink tint fading from her cheeks. "Someone seems to be doing a lot of genetic crossbreeding in the labs here. As I was escorted through the compound I found various creatures that seemed to be either a new breed or a combination of old ones. The laboratories I got a glimpse of have so many tanks filled with genetically manipulated creations that there is enough for a small army. Looking at this from a military standpoint the situation is grim."
Squall nodded, "Well if we're going to do anything about this we'll need to get out of here. See any exits."
"Yeah but they were all heavily guarded." Quistis sighed and they both fell into silence for a small amount of time. During this time Quistis, with help from the wall, was able to stand up on the opposite side of the door from Squall. "Are you going to be able to keep up if we get out of here?" Squall's face had shifted into a calculating look as a few possible escape plans ran through his head. He really wished he had some maps of the area right about know.
"You get us out of this room and I'll get us to an exit. You're the one who needs to worry about keeping up." Her lips curled up into a true smile this time.
Squall let a comforting smile grace his features, "If your sure then. Now this is what we're going to have to do."
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Selphie's POV
Selphie hit the ice and rolled back with the momentum coming to a stop on the cold, solid ice. She was thankful for that fact that the rain had stopped or else the ice would have been a lot slicker. She unsteadily rose to her feet and cast her gaze around for Irvine only to have her eyes land on a red scaled monster. The reflected light off the scales and the ice nearly blinded her but she could make out the three heads of the ruby dragon that towered above her.
Her eyes traveled down the blinding scales to the legs where she could make out Irvine, gun raised and backing away. He only made it a few feet before he slipped and fell, his gun going off. The bullet bounced off the dragon's hide and all three heads swerved towards where Irvine had fell.
He was saved, however, by the large explosion the car made as it crashed into a line of a trees not too far behind the dragon's tail. As the body whipped around the tail caught Irvine and sent him flying back across the ice. Selphie, fire magic welling up inside her, ran on the ice melting what was in front of her. Stopping her flow of magic she slid to a stop only a few feet from Irvine's prone body.
Glancing back at the dragon she found it still occupied with the flaming cars and tree's. Hopefully the fire could keep it occupied long enough for them to get of there.
She shifted her attention back to Irvine, "Irvine. wake up." Selphie shook his shoulders and watched as he slowly gained consciousness. "We need to get out of here before it looks back this way."
A roar rent the air and Selphie flinched and looked back at the enraged dragon. She was prepared for a charge or maybe some other form of attack, but she wasn't prepared for the jet of ice magic to come from the right head and spread across the ground towards them.
Selphie, with strength born of fear, grabbed Irvine by the shirt and slid him across the ice and out of the way of the ice blast. The cool wind blew over them and Irvine suddenly sat straight up.
A bolt of thunder magic crashed beside them and they both turned in time to see a flash of glittering scales and a row of razor sharp teeth. Selphie closed her eyes and grabbed on to Irvine's hand squeezing tightly.
She waited for the snapping jaws to close over her and everything to become oblivion. And waited, and waited, and waited. She ventured a peak and found the dragon's closed jaw's only about a foot away. A whistle sounded and the dragon reared up, all heads swiveling in the direction of the forest.
"MIWAKU, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW." A woman in flowing red robes stood at the base of a tree gesticulating frantically. The dragon seemed indecisive and wavered between continuing the attack and listening to the woman. "MIWAKU! NOW!"
Miwaku walked slowly towards the woods, all three heads bowed in submission. The woman climbed up on one of the heads as soon as the dragon reached her and then turned the dragon around to face Selphie and Irvine. It bowed a head in respect before taking off through the trees, crushing everything in it's path.
Selphie picked herself off the ground, "Well that was fun. Who do you think that was Irvine."
Irvine shook his head to clear it and looked at the destruction that the dragon had left behind. "Someone who was only playing with us. And someone that probably has some connection with the people who took Squall and Quistis."
Selphie nodded as she too looked at the fallen trees and frozen ground. A Ruby Dragon with that much magic power along with all it's natural abilities was a powerful enemy. That woman could have easily killed them but she didn't. The question on Selphie's mind was 'Why?' "We'll have to figure out who she is later. Right now it's really important that we contact Garden."
"Right." Irvine stood up and grabbed Selphie's hand. "Then we can get some back up and come back to look for the blonde duo. If they ain't already killed each other." The cowboy smirked at Selphie and tipped his hat with his free hand.
"I just hope they're all right. We haven't had any contact from them, what if they were captured too." Selphie grabbed Irvine's arm and pulled him close, her fear evident.
"I'm sure they're fine. We haven't received any notes telling us of their capture so I doubt they have them. I'm more worried about Squall and Quistis." Irvine pulled the small brunette into a comforting hug and rested his head atop hers.
"Okay." She sniffled slightly obviously holding back tears. Pulling away she put on her best smile, "We have to be strong for all of them."
Irvine nodded and kissed her forehead, "Now let's get going."
As they continued on Selphie got a strange feeling they were being watched. When the feeling had been present for over a half-hour a shadow fell across them from behind. Spinning around she came face to face with a man with long, strawberry blonde hair. He was dressed in a camouflage outfit with two swords at his side and looked relatively normal.
"So have you met her yet?" The man spoke is a deep baritone voice that carried far around the grassy plain.
Selphie cocked her head to the side, "Who?"
"The woman with the dragon. Have you met her yet." He looked at them for a few seconds before holding up a hand. "Your not the SeeDs sent by Garden after all."
"Yes we are. But that woman with the dragon. Who is she?" Selphie was eager to get this solved as soon as possible.
"Mazeru. She's a crazed geneticist who has started some group bent on ruling everything they can. She's been asking about SeeD and Garden for quite some time now. Probably some secret there that she needs to win." The man shuddered slightly at the thought of the woman winning.
"Well you seem to know a lot. How about you come with us?" Selphie held out her hand.
"I suppose if it'll get rid of Mazeru." He took her hand and shook it. A smile slowly spread across his face, "By the way, my name's Hitobito."
As Selphie watched that smile spread across his face she got a very bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She ignored it though and dismissed it as paranoia. After all the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
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Seifer's POV
Seifer ran a hand through his hair and looked at the blond on the ground next to him. Thanks to the potion his ankle was fixed but no one had really found a complete cure for a common fever. Zell tossed and turned under the thin blanket that was provided in their survival pack. He whimpered, obviously having some sort of nightmare, and Seifer had no clue what to do. Being sensitive was not one of his strong points.
The small blond kicked the blanket off, thrashing wildly. Seifer moved over, grabbing an arm out of the air, and let his hand caress Zell's cheek. Seifer watched as Zell slowly calmed down, human contact must have been a comfort to him.
With one last shudder Zell stilled and Seifer took hold of his hand. The way Zell's damp hair fell across his face and his lips were parted ever so slightly were very alluring. So alluring in fact that Seifer couldn't control himself as he bent down, his lips descending to but an inch above the others.
Seifer let the Zell's warm breath tickle his lips, wanting to kiss the other blond but thinking it wrong at the same time. Stealing a kiss really shouldn't have been so hard, or so Seifer had thought. His damned emotions, on the other hand, had to be difficult.
Suddenly Zell gasped and his eyes began to open. Seifer pulled back at such a speed that most would deem it inhumanly possible. His cheeks were slightly flushed and he stood, turning towards the cave wall.
'Why am I acting like a damned school girl with a crush. I should just take what I want from him and get it over with.' Turning around with a resolution to do just that he was stopped in his tracks.
Zell looked up at Seifer, his bangs falling into his eyes and framing his face, with a slightly confused and pensive look. It took a lot of control for Seifer not to jump Zell. A lot of control. The damn voice in the back of his mind reminding him of everyone waiting for him to screw up.
"Where are we?" Seifer was knocked from his reverie and looked down at the other male.
"Well we were blown off a cliff. You broke your ankle, I dragged you here, and you passed out. And now that your awake we can look for a way up from here." Seifer was losing control and couldn't wait to meet up with the others. Being alone with Zell was really affecting him.
Zell nodded and looked out the cave entrance. "Well I guess we should meet up with the others." Using the wall for support, Zell pushed himself to his feet and took a tentative step backward. His foot gave out and he fell backwards, flailing his arms in an attempt to gain his balance.
Seifer caught him before he hit the ground. Zell glanced up at the scarred blond who just shook his head. Seifer pulled Zell into a standing position and smirked, "So I guess I'll be carrying you, Chicken."
"No way. I'm not some weak little girl who needs some guy to carry her around. I'll walk by myself." Zell grabbed the wall and tried to walk forward wincing in pain and stumbling.
"Fine I won't carry you." Seifer walked in front of Zell and crouched down. "Get on Chicken."
"No"
"We did it all the time when we were little. It's no different. Now GET ON."
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"Chicken, get on or else I swear to god I'll knock you out and carry you." Seifer glanced back at Zell who had his lip stuck out in a pout. A very cute pout and a lip he wanted to nip and. He stopped his thoughts before they got out of hand and he got a very embarrassing problem.
"Fine. And stop calling me Chicken." Zell wrapped his arms around Seifer's neck and allowed the taller blonde to pick him up. "Now lets go I'm sure the other's are worried."
Seifer trudged out into the evening sun thinking of the events that had transpired so far that day. It had be a trying and eventful day. Zell suddenly rested his head on Seifer's shoulder and Zell's light breaths blew against the back of Seifer's neck. And the day just kept getting easier and easier for the ex-Sorceress Knight. Really it did.
He really needed some conversation to keep his mind off their close proximity. "So Zell what were you dreaming about that had you so freaked out."
Zell immediately tensed up for a moment and then relaxed just as quick, "Why? Was little Seify worried about me?"
Seifer growled at Matron's old nickname for him and turned his head to try and glare at the blond on his back. "Don't use that nickname ever again. And no I wasn't worried about you, just wondering what had to thrashing around and whining like a sissy."
"I think you really were worried about me. You called me Zell right before I passed out." Zell's grin met Seifer's glare as they suddenly stopped.
Turning his head to the front Seifer took a deep breath. "I was only worried about what the other's would think if we disappeared and I came back with your dead body. They are all just waiting for me to screw up."
Zell seemed to tense on his back, "So your just worried about your own ass huh?" Zell's tone seemed to be hurt and angry. Extremely angry.
"No." And before either of them could register what happened, Zell was in Seifer's arms and their foreheads were pressed together. Throwing caution to the wind Seifer fulfilled one of his biggest desires and kissed him.
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*Sheepishly rubs the back of head.* I just realized yesterday that I had the no anonymous reviews button on. But now that that's gone, (thanx to my sister for showing me my mistake) I hope I'll get some more reviews.
And I hope I get the next chapter out sooner. It'll involve escape attempts, denial, and learning more about the bad guys.
Hope you all enjoyed and please review. Even if it's only a word or two long it'll make me happy.
Escada, Kelani2539, and Anime Addict Anonymous
Keep on reviewing you three and I hope I get some new people too. And now on to the legal stuffs.
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy 8 and all it's elements belong to their respective owners. I own nothing except some of the characters I made up using Japanese words.
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Chapter 4: Pain and confusion
Squall's POV
Squall's head swam as warm fingers danced across his exposed flesh, sending his senses into a frenzied state. Soft lips pressed lightly against his neck and moved across and up his jaw line before capturing his mouth. Long golden tresses tumbled down past his face and deep blue eyes stared into his own. A gasp escaped his lips and the woman above him pressed their bodies together.
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Squall awoke abruptly, a sheen of sweat coating his body and making his shirt stick to his skin. He'd never had a dream that intense. He was, after all, the ice prince, and that applied to all aspects of his emotions. Suddenly noticing the cold, hard stone beneath him Squall's head snapped up.
The room consisted of nothing more than a bucket in the corner. The large metal door stood in the corner of the wall opposite him, being the only exit from the stone prison. Standing, Squall chose to inspect the door further, looking for any possible weaknesses that could be used to his advantage. Upon closer inspection of the door he noticed a small black box with a button.
Curious but not stupid, Squall inspected the box. He wanted to press the button and see what it did but he knew that it could be a trap. Who said curiosity killed the cat? It just kept him on his toes.
Sliding his hands across the door looking for cracks he almost didn't notice the heavy footfalls coming down the corridor. As the footfalls stopped in front of the door Squall spun off to the side, ready to attack. When the door opened however Squall froze as Quistis was thrown through it.
She looked like she'd been through hell and back, hair matted to her back with sweat and a bit of blood. She lay there, unmoving, for a moment before pulling herself into a sitting position. She caught sight of Squall and the small frown upon his face.
"I look like shit don't I?" She let a small smile grace her lips, her shadowed eyes attempting to conceal her pain.
"Maybe just a little bit. Did they pump you for information?" Squall crouched down and tried to asses the damage done and hope he'd be able to do something.
Quistis nodded, slumping back against the wall. "She wanted to know something about some codes to the Garden. From what I gathered she needs them for someone else. Some sort of genetic experiment or something along those lines."
Squall sighed as he stood, another crazy, power-hungry villain for them to deal with. Stripping off his shirt Squall kneeled back down. He brought the shirt to Quistis's forehead and dabbed at the sweat and blood. As he worked down her face he noticed the extremely reddish tint to her cheeks and how she had averted her gaze downwards. Squall leaned down to catch her gaze, "Are you gonna be all right?"
Quistis let her gaze travel back up to meet his eyes before she nodded and dropped her head back down, her face reddening further.
Squall stood back up and went to his post beside the door. His mind closed back in on itself as he engaged in what his friends liked to call an his inner monologue. 'We're trapped in an enemy base. We know nothing about why we are here except for some vague details. And Quistis,' He chanced a look at the woman who didn't want to seem to look at him, 'reminds me of a nervous cadet.'
Sighing, Squall inspected his shirt before putting it back on, they needed a plan to get out of there and they needed it soon. "So did you see anything of interest out there?"
Quistis suddenly reverted to business mode, the pink tint fading from her cheeks. "Someone seems to be doing a lot of genetic crossbreeding in the labs here. As I was escorted through the compound I found various creatures that seemed to be either a new breed or a combination of old ones. The laboratories I got a glimpse of have so many tanks filled with genetically manipulated creations that there is enough for a small army. Looking at this from a military standpoint the situation is grim."
Squall nodded, "Well if we're going to do anything about this we'll need to get out of here. See any exits."
"Yeah but they were all heavily guarded." Quistis sighed and they both fell into silence for a small amount of time. During this time Quistis, with help from the wall, was able to stand up on the opposite side of the door from Squall. "Are you going to be able to keep up if we get out of here?" Squall's face had shifted into a calculating look as a few possible escape plans ran through his head. He really wished he had some maps of the area right about know.
"You get us out of this room and I'll get us to an exit. You're the one who needs to worry about keeping up." Her lips curled up into a true smile this time.
Squall let a comforting smile grace his features, "If your sure then. Now this is what we're going to have to do."
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Selphie's POV
Selphie hit the ice and rolled back with the momentum coming to a stop on the cold, solid ice. She was thankful for that fact that the rain had stopped or else the ice would have been a lot slicker. She unsteadily rose to her feet and cast her gaze around for Irvine only to have her eyes land on a red scaled monster. The reflected light off the scales and the ice nearly blinded her but she could make out the three heads of the ruby dragon that towered above her.
Her eyes traveled down the blinding scales to the legs where she could make out Irvine, gun raised and backing away. He only made it a few feet before he slipped and fell, his gun going off. The bullet bounced off the dragon's hide and all three heads swerved towards where Irvine had fell.
He was saved, however, by the large explosion the car made as it crashed into a line of a trees not too far behind the dragon's tail. As the body whipped around the tail caught Irvine and sent him flying back across the ice. Selphie, fire magic welling up inside her, ran on the ice melting what was in front of her. Stopping her flow of magic she slid to a stop only a few feet from Irvine's prone body.
Glancing back at the dragon she found it still occupied with the flaming cars and tree's. Hopefully the fire could keep it occupied long enough for them to get of there.
She shifted her attention back to Irvine, "Irvine. wake up." Selphie shook his shoulders and watched as he slowly gained consciousness. "We need to get out of here before it looks back this way."
A roar rent the air and Selphie flinched and looked back at the enraged dragon. She was prepared for a charge or maybe some other form of attack, but she wasn't prepared for the jet of ice magic to come from the right head and spread across the ground towards them.
Selphie, with strength born of fear, grabbed Irvine by the shirt and slid him across the ice and out of the way of the ice blast. The cool wind blew over them and Irvine suddenly sat straight up.
A bolt of thunder magic crashed beside them and they both turned in time to see a flash of glittering scales and a row of razor sharp teeth. Selphie closed her eyes and grabbed on to Irvine's hand squeezing tightly.
She waited for the snapping jaws to close over her and everything to become oblivion. And waited, and waited, and waited. She ventured a peak and found the dragon's closed jaw's only about a foot away. A whistle sounded and the dragon reared up, all heads swiveling in the direction of the forest.
"MIWAKU, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW." A woman in flowing red robes stood at the base of a tree gesticulating frantically. The dragon seemed indecisive and wavered between continuing the attack and listening to the woman. "MIWAKU! NOW!"
Miwaku walked slowly towards the woods, all three heads bowed in submission. The woman climbed up on one of the heads as soon as the dragon reached her and then turned the dragon around to face Selphie and Irvine. It bowed a head in respect before taking off through the trees, crushing everything in it's path.
Selphie picked herself off the ground, "Well that was fun. Who do you think that was Irvine."
Irvine shook his head to clear it and looked at the destruction that the dragon had left behind. "Someone who was only playing with us. And someone that probably has some connection with the people who took Squall and Quistis."
Selphie nodded as she too looked at the fallen trees and frozen ground. A Ruby Dragon with that much magic power along with all it's natural abilities was a powerful enemy. That woman could have easily killed them but she didn't. The question on Selphie's mind was 'Why?' "We'll have to figure out who she is later. Right now it's really important that we contact Garden."
"Right." Irvine stood up and grabbed Selphie's hand. "Then we can get some back up and come back to look for the blonde duo. If they ain't already killed each other." The cowboy smirked at Selphie and tipped his hat with his free hand.
"I just hope they're all right. We haven't had any contact from them, what if they were captured too." Selphie grabbed Irvine's arm and pulled him close, her fear evident.
"I'm sure they're fine. We haven't received any notes telling us of their capture so I doubt they have them. I'm more worried about Squall and Quistis." Irvine pulled the small brunette into a comforting hug and rested his head atop hers.
"Okay." She sniffled slightly obviously holding back tears. Pulling away she put on her best smile, "We have to be strong for all of them."
Irvine nodded and kissed her forehead, "Now let's get going."
As they continued on Selphie got a strange feeling they were being watched. When the feeling had been present for over a half-hour a shadow fell across them from behind. Spinning around she came face to face with a man with long, strawberry blonde hair. He was dressed in a camouflage outfit with two swords at his side and looked relatively normal.
"So have you met her yet?" The man spoke is a deep baritone voice that carried far around the grassy plain.
Selphie cocked her head to the side, "Who?"
"The woman with the dragon. Have you met her yet." He looked at them for a few seconds before holding up a hand. "Your not the SeeDs sent by Garden after all."
"Yes we are. But that woman with the dragon. Who is she?" Selphie was eager to get this solved as soon as possible.
"Mazeru. She's a crazed geneticist who has started some group bent on ruling everything they can. She's been asking about SeeD and Garden for quite some time now. Probably some secret there that she needs to win." The man shuddered slightly at the thought of the woman winning.
"Well you seem to know a lot. How about you come with us?" Selphie held out her hand.
"I suppose if it'll get rid of Mazeru." He took her hand and shook it. A smile slowly spread across his face, "By the way, my name's Hitobito."
As Selphie watched that smile spread across his face she got a very bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She ignored it though and dismissed it as paranoia. After all the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
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Seifer's POV
Seifer ran a hand through his hair and looked at the blond on the ground next to him. Thanks to the potion his ankle was fixed but no one had really found a complete cure for a common fever. Zell tossed and turned under the thin blanket that was provided in their survival pack. He whimpered, obviously having some sort of nightmare, and Seifer had no clue what to do. Being sensitive was not one of his strong points.
The small blond kicked the blanket off, thrashing wildly. Seifer moved over, grabbing an arm out of the air, and let his hand caress Zell's cheek. Seifer watched as Zell slowly calmed down, human contact must have been a comfort to him.
With one last shudder Zell stilled and Seifer took hold of his hand. The way Zell's damp hair fell across his face and his lips were parted ever so slightly were very alluring. So alluring in fact that Seifer couldn't control himself as he bent down, his lips descending to but an inch above the others.
Seifer let the Zell's warm breath tickle his lips, wanting to kiss the other blond but thinking it wrong at the same time. Stealing a kiss really shouldn't have been so hard, or so Seifer had thought. His damned emotions, on the other hand, had to be difficult.
Suddenly Zell gasped and his eyes began to open. Seifer pulled back at such a speed that most would deem it inhumanly possible. His cheeks were slightly flushed and he stood, turning towards the cave wall.
'Why am I acting like a damned school girl with a crush. I should just take what I want from him and get it over with.' Turning around with a resolution to do just that he was stopped in his tracks.
Zell looked up at Seifer, his bangs falling into his eyes and framing his face, with a slightly confused and pensive look. It took a lot of control for Seifer not to jump Zell. A lot of control. The damn voice in the back of his mind reminding him of everyone waiting for him to screw up.
"Where are we?" Seifer was knocked from his reverie and looked down at the other male.
"Well we were blown off a cliff. You broke your ankle, I dragged you here, and you passed out. And now that your awake we can look for a way up from here." Seifer was losing control and couldn't wait to meet up with the others. Being alone with Zell was really affecting him.
Zell nodded and looked out the cave entrance. "Well I guess we should meet up with the others." Using the wall for support, Zell pushed himself to his feet and took a tentative step backward. His foot gave out and he fell backwards, flailing his arms in an attempt to gain his balance.
Seifer caught him before he hit the ground. Zell glanced up at the scarred blond who just shook his head. Seifer pulled Zell into a standing position and smirked, "So I guess I'll be carrying you, Chicken."
"No way. I'm not some weak little girl who needs some guy to carry her around. I'll walk by myself." Zell grabbed the wall and tried to walk forward wincing in pain and stumbling.
"Fine I won't carry you." Seifer walked in front of Zell and crouched down. "Get on Chicken."
"No"
"We did it all the time when we were little. It's no different. Now GET ON."
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"Chicken, get on or else I swear to god I'll knock you out and carry you." Seifer glanced back at Zell who had his lip stuck out in a pout. A very cute pout and a lip he wanted to nip and. He stopped his thoughts before they got out of hand and he got a very embarrassing problem.
"Fine. And stop calling me Chicken." Zell wrapped his arms around Seifer's neck and allowed the taller blonde to pick him up. "Now lets go I'm sure the other's are worried."
Seifer trudged out into the evening sun thinking of the events that had transpired so far that day. It had be a trying and eventful day. Zell suddenly rested his head on Seifer's shoulder and Zell's light breaths blew against the back of Seifer's neck. And the day just kept getting easier and easier for the ex-Sorceress Knight. Really it did.
He really needed some conversation to keep his mind off their close proximity. "So Zell what were you dreaming about that had you so freaked out."
Zell immediately tensed up for a moment and then relaxed just as quick, "Why? Was little Seify worried about me?"
Seifer growled at Matron's old nickname for him and turned his head to try and glare at the blond on his back. "Don't use that nickname ever again. And no I wasn't worried about you, just wondering what had to thrashing around and whining like a sissy."
"I think you really were worried about me. You called me Zell right before I passed out." Zell's grin met Seifer's glare as they suddenly stopped.
Turning his head to the front Seifer took a deep breath. "I was only worried about what the other's would think if we disappeared and I came back with your dead body. They are all just waiting for me to screw up."
Zell seemed to tense on his back, "So your just worried about your own ass huh?" Zell's tone seemed to be hurt and angry. Extremely angry.
"No." And before either of them could register what happened, Zell was in Seifer's arms and their foreheads were pressed together. Throwing caution to the wind Seifer fulfilled one of his biggest desires and kissed him.
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*Sheepishly rubs the back of head.* I just realized yesterday that I had the no anonymous reviews button on. But now that that's gone, (thanx to my sister for showing me my mistake) I hope I'll get some more reviews.
And I hope I get the next chapter out sooner. It'll involve escape attempts, denial, and learning more about the bad guys.
Hope you all enjoyed and please review. Even if it's only a word or two long it'll make me happy.