A Hundred Years
Disclaimers: Don't own 'em, I'm just a spoony bard.
WARNING!!! This is a yaoi fic. That means boys loving boys in the physical way. Get over it or don't read it. Oh yeah, it also had some shitty language. Yeah, I know, fuck it.
Dedication.
This fic goes out o Kristina Elaine Sarow. Born May 1, 1985 Died September 29 2003. I love you Kristi.
Ch9 67. (getting old)
The pews of the church were hard and the thin cushions did little to
appease the numbness setting into my ass. The preacher stood at his
pulpit and talked about life after death and all that bullshit.
I'm attending the funeral of my father. Laguna Loire lived to be 94
years old. He had a career in politics up until the day he died, and a
family who loved him. I'm going to miss that moron.
I retired two years ago. We all did actually, becoming the first SeeDs
to retire rather than die in battle. Lillith took over headmaster and
commander. She married Jihad just after her 25th birthday and Seifer
and I have two grandchildren. The oldest, he's 15, his name is Laguna.
The younger of the two, he's 11, his name is Spyke. (I personally think
he's named after he stuffed moomba.) Zell and Quistis have three
grandchildren. One form Ellone, a nine year old boy named Jeff, and two
from their son Christopher, a three year old boy named Zane and a six
month old girl named Draco. Irvine and Selphie have five, ages ranging
form six to fourteen. Sara, James, Alex, Emma and Elaine.
We all look old now. Our age has caught up with us. We still train
everyday, but when your 67 there's only so much you can do.
I haven't mentioned Amon. That's because he's dead. He died 11 years
ago on a mission. Seifer still regrets not knowing him better.
I'd been asked to speak for Laguna's eulogy. So when the time came I
made my way up tot he podium.
"Laguna Loire was one of the greatest men I've ever met. He was a
moron." I saw a few people smile, remembering his antics. "but he had a
good heart. Esthar will truly mourn the loss of their president, but not
as much as I will mourn the loss of my father." I turned to my father's
casket. "I'll miss you dad. Hyne willing I'll see you in the next life."
I was close to crying, but I'd managed to say what I wanted to.
It was time, time to bury my father in his grave. I cried softly on the
shoulder of my husband as they lowered him into the ground
***
I'm sitting in Seifer's and my apartment looking at photos, remembering.
Lillith's wedding day, both Seifer and I had given her away. We had been
so happy for her. Then she had Laguna. Laguna, my father Laguna, was
touched that she'd named the baby after him.
We re getting gold. Rinoa died two years ago from a heart attack, and
irvine has cancer. The doctors tell him he's only got about three years.
I'll be going to more funerals sooner than I want to. I'll be going to
my own funeral sooner than I want to.
I was tired. Seifer was already taking a nap in our bed. I joined him.
It's so comforting to have him wrap his arms around me. It's then that I
don't feel so old and alone.
We lay in our bed, nested in blankets and pillows, awake at 0300,
talking.
"One day Lillith will get married and have kids" Seifer told me
dreamily.
"And you'll be an old man." I laughed and ran my fingers over his chest.
"So will you."
"Yeah? Well your old now."
"Forty is not old." He retorted.
"Yes it is!"
"Then you'll be old next year."
"You'll still be older."
"C'mere and I'll show you what an old man can do." He pulled me into his
arms and kissed me deeply. I kissed back, but pulled away quickly.
"You wanna play that game?" I grinned and ducked down beneath the
covers. I traced the outline of his muscles with my lips down his
abdomen until I was face to face- uh- face to cock.
He smelled musky and decidedly male. I love this smell. I bent my head
and tasted him, reveling in the feeling of having him in my mouth. I
licked, sucked, and stroked him until I had to hold his hips down to keep
him from thrusting into my mouth. His thighs trembled.
When I stopped sucking he pulled me up to him so he could kiss me. Then,
wrapping one arm around me he flipped us over so he was on top of e. The
weight of his body almost crushing e. He coated himself with lubricant
and slowly entered me. We made love. Hot, sweaty, passionate love.
Our bodies slick with sweat, the bedsheets dam around us. We came
together, eyes locked, fingers intertwined. this man makes me whole.
I awoke from the memory when Seifer got out of bed to use the bathroom./
Our bodies can't take the strain of making love anymore. We have to be
content to hold each other and remember.
Sometimes It's hard to remember. The GF's took so many of my childhood
memories and Hyne only knows how many others. Garden gave me Shiva,
she's mine. I still junction her, if only to know she's still there. I
just hope I can keep the memories I have now. I'll need them when...
A/N you people suck. No reviews at all from my last chapter. Anyhow. Only two chapters left and they've already been written. You just have to wait for em to post them. Reviews make a good bribe...
Disclaimers: Don't own 'em, I'm just a spoony bard.
WARNING!!! This is a yaoi fic. That means boys loving boys in the physical way. Get over it or don't read it. Oh yeah, it also had some shitty language. Yeah, I know, fuck it.
Dedication.
This fic goes out o Kristina Elaine Sarow. Born May 1, 1985 Died September 29 2003. I love you Kristi.
Ch9 67. (getting old)
The pews of the church were hard and the thin cushions did little to
appease the numbness setting into my ass. The preacher stood at his
pulpit and talked about life after death and all that bullshit.
I'm attending the funeral of my father. Laguna Loire lived to be 94
years old. He had a career in politics up until the day he died, and a
family who loved him. I'm going to miss that moron.
I retired two years ago. We all did actually, becoming the first SeeDs
to retire rather than die in battle. Lillith took over headmaster and
commander. She married Jihad just after her 25th birthday and Seifer
and I have two grandchildren. The oldest, he's 15, his name is Laguna.
The younger of the two, he's 11, his name is Spyke. (I personally think
he's named after he stuffed moomba.) Zell and Quistis have three
grandchildren. One form Ellone, a nine year old boy named Jeff, and two
from their son Christopher, a three year old boy named Zane and a six
month old girl named Draco. Irvine and Selphie have five, ages ranging
form six to fourteen. Sara, James, Alex, Emma and Elaine.
We all look old now. Our age has caught up with us. We still train
everyday, but when your 67 there's only so much you can do.
I haven't mentioned Amon. That's because he's dead. He died 11 years
ago on a mission. Seifer still regrets not knowing him better.
I'd been asked to speak for Laguna's eulogy. So when the time came I
made my way up tot he podium.
"Laguna Loire was one of the greatest men I've ever met. He was a
moron." I saw a few people smile, remembering his antics. "but he had a
good heart. Esthar will truly mourn the loss of their president, but not
as much as I will mourn the loss of my father." I turned to my father's
casket. "I'll miss you dad. Hyne willing I'll see you in the next life."
I was close to crying, but I'd managed to say what I wanted to.
It was time, time to bury my father in his grave. I cried softly on the
shoulder of my husband as they lowered him into the ground
***
I'm sitting in Seifer's and my apartment looking at photos, remembering.
Lillith's wedding day, both Seifer and I had given her away. We had been
so happy for her. Then she had Laguna. Laguna, my father Laguna, was
touched that she'd named the baby after him.
We re getting gold. Rinoa died two years ago from a heart attack, and
irvine has cancer. The doctors tell him he's only got about three years.
I'll be going to more funerals sooner than I want to. I'll be going to
my own funeral sooner than I want to.
I was tired. Seifer was already taking a nap in our bed. I joined him.
It's so comforting to have him wrap his arms around me. It's then that I
don't feel so old and alone.
We lay in our bed, nested in blankets and pillows, awake at 0300,
talking.
"One day Lillith will get married and have kids" Seifer told me
dreamily.
"And you'll be an old man." I laughed and ran my fingers over his chest.
"So will you."
"Yeah? Well your old now."
"Forty is not old." He retorted.
"Yes it is!"
"Then you'll be old next year."
"You'll still be older."
"C'mere and I'll show you what an old man can do." He pulled me into his
arms and kissed me deeply. I kissed back, but pulled away quickly.
"You wanna play that game?" I grinned and ducked down beneath the
covers. I traced the outline of his muscles with my lips down his
abdomen until I was face to face- uh- face to cock.
He smelled musky and decidedly male. I love this smell. I bent my head
and tasted him, reveling in the feeling of having him in my mouth. I
licked, sucked, and stroked him until I had to hold his hips down to keep
him from thrusting into my mouth. His thighs trembled.
When I stopped sucking he pulled me up to him so he could kiss me. Then,
wrapping one arm around me he flipped us over so he was on top of e. The
weight of his body almost crushing e. He coated himself with lubricant
and slowly entered me. We made love. Hot, sweaty, passionate love.
Our bodies slick with sweat, the bedsheets dam around us. We came
together, eyes locked, fingers intertwined. this man makes me whole.
I awoke from the memory when Seifer got out of bed to use the bathroom./
Our bodies can't take the strain of making love anymore. We have to be
content to hold each other and remember.
Sometimes It's hard to remember. The GF's took so many of my childhood
memories and Hyne only knows how many others. Garden gave me Shiva,
she's mine. I still junction her, if only to know she's still there. I
just hope I can keep the memories I have now. I'll need them when...
A/N you people suck. No reviews at all from my last chapter. Anyhow. Only two chapters left and they've already been written. You just have to wait for em to post them. Reviews make a good bribe...
