Disclaimer: I now own all things Final Fantasy Eight related. Fear me. **is smacked with a large trout** Never mind, I don't. .
And, because I forgot to do this, and the ever wonderful Zierra threatened me in a very non threatening way, this is from dear, dear Irvy's P.O.V
-4- Getting in the way
"Zell, what are you doing?"
Irvine asked, regarding his friend with an eyebrow raised.
"Trying to figure out this stupid mission. Why does Squall hate us so much?" The blondes question caused Irvine to snort in laughter. "It's because we're sexy." He stated, and Zell grinned. "Of course. That has to be it. We're sexy, and he's jealous. It makes perfect sense." Irvine laughed, and took the mission outline from the blondes hands. "Well, it looks like some lucky SeeD's are going to The Island Closest To Hell to clear out some real nice monsters who've been plotting to ruin our week. Lovely, isn't it?" Zell rolled his eyes. "Take a look at the names." Irvine's eyes scanned the sheet.
"Irvine? Look at me…it's okay."
An hour later, both Irvine and Zell made their way to Squall's office. "Squall, this is NOT fair." Irvine stated, thrusting the sheet into his high commander's face. "What's not fair, Irvine?" Squall asked, not looking up from his work. "You stuck us, your friends, with Seifer. That is so not fair!" the cowboy whined, crossing his arms and pouting in Squall's direction. "Irvine, you're the best people for the job. That's all." Squall explained, as if describing something to a three year old. "Well, it's STILL not fair, Squall. You owe us big time." Irvine stated, and Squall, rolling his eyes, motioned for them to leave. Both filed out, Zell pleasantly amused at Irvine's anger.
"He can't do that to us! What kind of man does that to good people?" Irvine's outburst caused Zell to roll his eyes. "Stop being a baby, Irvine. Live with it." Irvine rolled his eyes, pulling Zell down onto the couch. "You know, you're a real pain in my ass sometimes, Dincht. Real pain." Zell grinned. "Of course I am. I try my very best, after all." Irvine laughed. "That you do, Zelly, that you do." Zell made a face, leaning against Irvine. "Irvy, why don't you have a girlfriend?" Irvine thought a moment. "Well, I like this one person…" Zell turned to face him. "Yeah? What's she like?" Irvine made a face. "What makes you think it's a girl?" he asked, and Zell shrugged. "Well, who is this person then?" Irvine laughed. "Guess." Zell's nose scrunched up as he thought. "Uhm…Squall?" Irvine laughed. "Squall? Yeah, and after we screwed, I'd blow my brains out of boredom. Next guess." Zell laid so his head was in Irvine's lap. "Hmm. Selphie? No, that's to obvious. It's not her, is it?" Irvine shook his head. "Quisty?" Another head shake. "Ahh. How about…Fujin?" Irvine snorted. "You can safely say it's NONE of the disciplinary committee." Zell thought hard. "Nida? Tan or Tobias? Uh…me?" Irvine coughed slightly. "Ooh. It's that girl in the library, isn't it? Cause, you know, she likes you…" Irvine laughed. "Nope. Not the library girl. Not Tan or Tobi. Defiantly not Nida." Zell thought some more.
"Wait…you didn't say it wasn't…..it's me, isn't it?"