Title: Downfall

Author: Rageful Fairy

Rating: R

Posted: 03/02/04

Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of Final Fantasy 8.

Warnings: Yaoi and Shounen-ai content for later. Violent content for now ...

and content in general for every chapter.

Pairing: Seifer x Squall [In a little while.]

Summary: When similar scars connect two people in many more ways than imaginable. [Seifer x Squall]

Author's Notes: Grr... I AM SO MAD! I called in to 99.1 HFS [ my radio station ] in order to win 311 tickets. I had to be caller number nine and I was caller number eight! My rage will probably be reflected through my Seify-baby.

[ [ [ DOWNFALL ] ] ]

[ [ [ SECOND OF MANY PARTS ] ] ]

[ [ [ UNWRITTEN LAW ] ] ]

Seifer arrived at Garden, with Squall laying across his arms in an unconscious state. Seifer's blonde hair fell loosely out of place since the rain completely rinsed the hair gel out of his hair. A faint red streak followed from his forehead to along his nose from the slice that was his souvenir from the brutal battle from a few hours before. His emerald green eyes dulled ever so slightly from seeing the annoyance that would be the one sentencing his punishment.

Miss Trepe looked angered, with her usually neutral sapphire gaze swirling into an eruption of frustration and slight concern for her eyes laid directly on the wore out, unconscious Squall laying across Seifer's arms. She gently slapped her forehead, feeling the same way as Seifer- annoyed.

"Seifer Almasy! What have you done!" Quistis snapped, moving to feel Squall's pulse.

"Is this going to be your silly excuse to put your hands all over Squall, Miss Trepe? I surely hope it isn't," Seifer said with a smirk on his face.

"I can't believe you. Of all things, Seifer!" Quistis sighed heavily, with a panicky air being released. "Why are you just standing there! He has to get to the Infirmary!"

"Here, you take him!" Seifer offered Squall up to Quistis, while Squall and Seifer's gunblade [which were both laid across Squall's chest on the journey home] slipped off onto the floor, the stainless steel of the metal clanking onto the floor.

Qustis eyed the two weapons with a devilish grin on her face. She never usually looked that way but you could guess that that look meant business. "Oh, Seifer... is this your gunblade?" Quistis inquired, with an eyebrow raised.

"Oh yes it is, dearest Instructor of mine. I would like to take that, if you will," Seifer had told her, reaching his foot over to kick it over in his direction.

Quistis stopped his actions, by swiftly picking up both of the weapons and holding one in each hand. "No, sir! Now quit stalling, and lets get him to the Infirmary!" Quistis demanded, running on her way to Doctor Kadowaki's office, so conveniently near to the two.

Seifer grunted and hauled Squall towards the Infirmary. Squall was light and slender, but with Seifer having to carry him all the way home having to carry the extra weight of the rain water being absorbed into the clothing, Squall wasn't so light. Not to mention that Seifer has been trotting back to Garden in sixty degree rainy weather for two or three hours...

Once Seifer reached the Infirmary, Quistis had already been there with Kadowaki; who had beem fully alert and ready to handle the case at hand, no matter how minor it'd end up being.

"Another one, Almasy!?" Doctor Kadowaki questioned, with an overpowering sense of disappointment.

"Yeah. Now get this damn boy away from me!" Seifer rudely ordered, shoving him towards Kadowaki.

She tried to take him from Seifer's hands, but her attempts failed.

"Oh, Seifer has to haul his ass somewhere else now. I understand...," Seifer quipped, carrying the young brunette into the nursing rooms. Seifer carelessly dropped him down onto the bed, storming right back out of the room.

"Now, Miss Trepe... my Hyperion?" Seifer asked, in an almost civilized manner.

"I don't think so, Mister. You won't be getting this back until the SeeD exam on Thursday! I should not even let you participate, with injuring one of the participants... I swear it, Seifer, you get on my last nerves sometimes."

"You're just mad because this is the only time you would have the chance to have your way with Squall, but he's just not awake. Oh, I'm sure you'll be a part of his wet dreams... oh wait, I don't think he has those yet!"

"Oh, you're pushing it Almasy! Go to your dorm ...now!" Quistis said, in an overly threatening tone of voice.

"Not until I get my gunblade. I would appreciate if you'd give it to me, Instructor. No rules say that I can't accidentally bring my training partner into an unconscious state."

"It's an unwritten law, Seifer. Now please, go to your dorm. I expect you to return to apologize to Squall for your accident as soon as you hear the word that he's well."

"Yeah, mmmhmm, I'll try to fit that into my schedule. And, unwritten law my ass...," Seifer left with those words, a trademark exit of his, especially amongst being confronted by authority. It was always: some rule or offense my ass; or something not necessarily offensive towards the giver of his punishment, but to the punishment or what he did to deserve [ or in his opinion not deserve ] the punishment he'd be receiving.

Seifer sighed, and begin to plot the way to get his gunblade back so he could actually train for the exam on Thursday...

Yay!!! This chapter is finished! Did you like it? Huh? Seifer's scheme is going to lead into somethin' brand new and interesting! * hint, hint * You're also going to kind of sort of find of the true basis around the story in the third or fourth part. I'm already working on the third part! My bad for writing such short chapters, but you can forgive me, right?