Well hello everyone. Guess what? I'm Alive! bet you didn't know that, considering i haven't updated this fic forever. For those of you who care about me updating, you can just thank Wind Chime Bells for reminding me that this fic was alive and desperately wants to be killed ^_^; Also, since i've got my new computer all of my format seems to keep screwing up when i post, so if this looks funky, bear in mind i'll fix it later ^_^ (and if it's not funky, you can point and laugh at my very relieved self :D)
Disclaimer: (wow, haven't written one of these in a while...) Okay, nothing is mine, exept for the plot! haha! of this, i can assure you, i am VERY proud ;) FF8 belongs to Squaresoft, or Square Enix..or whatever.
Warnings: I have absolutely no plans for this chapter, so i really don't know about warnings. i'll just assume language, and bad writing ^_^. plus, i forget kinda what was happening in the story, so i'll spend some time figuring aout just what the heck i'm doing ^_^; Oh, right. this chapter is starting with Squall's POV during the middle of his speech. Sure and it's an odd place to begin, but what the heck ya know? you only live once ^^
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[Squall]
I don't know why i could't just stick with protocol and read Rinoa's prewritten speech, but i really don't think i would have felt comfortable stating the fact that 'he was many things, a 'big meanie' being the least of them'. After beginning my spur of the moment oratory i knew that it was a bad idea to attend the funeral, and it didn't help to look around and see that nobody there really gave a damn about Seifer aside from myself. Maybe some of the people had known him at some point, but i think i'm the only person who actually feels remorse for the bastard. I look at everyone in the crowd and sigh to myself, deciding to tell them just what i thought of it all. "Seifer Almasy was an asshole, okay?" I almost enjoy the shock on their faces, and continue. "Very few of you here cared about him, so why are you here?" I look at Quistis in particular. "You always hated the man, even when we were kids. Are you trying to make it up to him? Well do it now, while you still have the chance." I ignore the expected rise of words, and give Seifer's body my best SeeD salute. It's the least i can do for him.
Suddenly i just want to be out of the area, to be out of the view of all of these people. I want to be in my room alone with my thoughts, maybe even to mourn for the stupid blonde somewhat. I turn to leave the stage and see Rinoa come after me out of the corner of my eye. I'm not carrying Lionheart, but i still wish she would come close enough that i could reach her with my bare hands. For some reason i feel the urge to hit something. Hard. Fortunately for her Zell grabs her and pulls her back into safety, and so i continue to leave. Not unexpectedly i hear Quistis's voice from behind me. "You never gave a damn about him either! What makes you so special then? He hated you!" I keep walking, not giving her the satisfaction of making me angry. I refuse to feel anything about the matter. Unfortunately my heart refuses to listen to my head, and i can feel myself crying on the inside. Whoever said I was an 'Ice Prince' was full of shit. I may have an icy exterior, but i'm capable of plenty emotions. Too bad nobody but Seifer ever cared to find that out about me.
I'm way out of sight of the funeral site and almost to the Garden when I hear somebody following me quite noisily. I wasn't kidding when i said i wanted to be alone, and for one brief moment I hate the person behind me, because they have decided to ruin my peace. I turn around to face the intruder and am somwhat surprised, although not very fazed, to find whoever it is wrapped in a dark red blanket. Red. How fitting. I am reminded of a bull, and suddenly the idea of punching this person appeals to me greatly. Without really thinking of the consequences, I aim for where the persons face should be and swing as hard as i can. The tall man goes down easily due to the force of the blow and the fact that the blanket got tangled in his legs. I'm about to turn and leave again when the man punches the blanket off of him, and I see something I thought would never see again. I look down at him, somewhat stunned, and blink. "Seifer?"
The blond man stands unsteadily and glares down at me. For the first time it occurs to me that the red things are wings, not a blanket. I decide quickly that I'm hallucinating, something I've never done before. I stare back up at him as he raises a hand to his face and wipes away a trail of blood from his nostril with his knuckle. He looks at the red smear and then glares at me rather dangerously. "Leonheart," he growls,"If i wasn't fucking certain that there is some damned restriction ordained by some fucking Hyne and her stupid fucking angels that would result in me having to spend the rest of eternity with a certain black haired idiot, then i would definitely send you on a permanent visit to the hospital, so don't fucking punch a defenseless man ever again, got it?"
No, i don't really get it. "Yes."
He scowls at his bloody finger again and then wipes it off on his pants. "Damn good thing. Now, would you mind taking me back to the Garden? And I really don't want an answer from you that vaguely resembles a 'no'."
Great, i never knew that hallucinations could be this real. I blink at him again before doing an about face and heading for the Garden. Seifer, if it really is him, sighs and follows me. I wonder how long these things last? hopefully he'll disappear soon..
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I punch in the code to my dorm, the blond still behind me. The door opens with a slight buzzing sound, and closes after us with a silent click. Seifer, if that's who he is, looks around briefly before flopping onto one of the two beds. Originally there was one, but after Rinoa started sleeping in here I ordered a second one installed so that I could leave her and have my own space after she fell asleep. She is very lovely, but she also knows how to hog a bed, and I'm just not up for the challenge yet. I lay on the second bed and roll over onto my side. Maybe if I can go to sleep he'll disappear and I can pretend I have my sanity back. The only problem with that is that the blond man doesn't seem to be tired. "So," he begins, "I suppose you're wondering why I'm here."
I don't bother answering the man and curl tighter into myself, trying to ignore him. He stands up and flops down beside me, a wing accidentally smacking my head. I frown in annoyance but don't move. He snorts. "Ah ah, Squally boy, no sleepy time for you yet. Now get up. You owe me a decent conversation in return for the black eye you probably gave me, which, for your information, I will personally make sure goes on your permanent record." Why won't he go away? I scowl at the wall I'm facing and continue to ignore the annoying man, that is, until he resorts to cheating in the form of poking me in the side....hard. I turn over onto my back and glare up at him, and he simply smirks back at me. "Well, now that I have your attention, let's have a chat."
I shrug as best i can while flat on my back. He smirks. "I'm so glad you agreed. Okay, so here's the basic facts, and if you even think about laughing I will personally gut you, okay? Good. So basically, Hyne says that I'm your Guardian Angel (yes, i said 'Angel', you can shut the hell up now). But Loki said that the destined weren't supposed to be able to see their angels (not a word) but you can obviously see and feel me." Here he pauses to glare at me, as if daring me to 1)laugh my ass off or 2)dare to punch him again. I'm a bit too confused to do either of the two. I've heard of Hyne, but isn't he a legend? And who the hell is 'Loki'? Before i can ask, Seifer continues. "I'm not very happy with you right now, quite obviously. If you had never been born, or if you had just died like a good little SeeD, i would have had an easy job of it. However I'm stuck looking after your ass with a complete idiot looking after my ass, and Hyne knows who the hell is looking after his ass. On top of that, I found out that people can't even pronounce my name!"
I frown at him. What's so hard about pronouncing 'Seifer'? He bangs his right fist into his open left palm. "Exactly! That's what i said..." he looks at me funny. "You never said that out loud, did you?"
I shake my head at him, and he growls and stands up quickly. He looks toward the ceiling and shouts out angrily, "Loki! Hyne dammit, Loki! Get your ass down here, now!"
I stand and walk behind him. "Seifer, who's Loki?" The blond ignores me and keeps shouting at the ceiling. I try again. "Seifer? Seifer?!" He still doesn't seem to hear me. I reach out to touch his shoulder in an attempt to get his attention just as he half turns to yell at another part of the ceiling. Instead of hitting his shoulder i manage to brush his wing with my fingertips. He shivers and immediately goes still, before turning to look at me with guarded eyes. He seems about to say something, but then suddenly whirls around and makes the motions of grabbing someone by the collar and holding them up against the wall, and proceeds to shout where a face would normally be. For a moment I'm glad that at least I'm not the one crazy enough to berate a defensless wall, but that changes as I listen to his side of the conversation.
"Yes you, you stupid piece of shit! ... Well fucking duh I'm a 'little' upset! ... What? What does that have to do with anything? You, I, You, Never mind! I'm not even going to dignify that with a response! Oh, don't you shrug your shoulders at me you son of a bitch, you've got some questions to answer! ... Yes, I'm well aware of the fact that you could report this to your precious Hyne, and NO, i don't really give a fuck. Now, i thought you said Squall wouldn't be able to see me." He listens to the response and growls. "What the hell do you mean, 'special case'? ... Mixed blood? Are you insane? ... Fine, I'll take it back, I'm sorry, you bastard." He drops the seemingly invisible man and turns back to me. Jerking a thumb towards the wall he says , "Leonheart, that's Loki, the biggest pain in the ass I've ever met."
I blink, somewhat confused by the whole encounter, and shrug. "I don't see anything."
"Well," he says, "at least the rule applies to somebody," and then stalks towards the bed and drops onto it so that he's lying on his stomach, the brilliant wings extending over the sides and dragging the floor.
I go to stand over him. "What did he say?"
Seifer huffs. "Loki informed me that 'technically' he never said that you wouldn't be able to see me, just that it was frowned upon for the angel and the protected to become close. He also said that the reason you can see me is because you have some of my 'personal blood' in you. He says that it was from when we exchanged scars. Apparently when I went to pick you up to haul your ass back to the infirmary a drop of blood from my wound fell into yours and mixed with your blood, hence you can 'magically' see me."
Well, it makes sense to me, to a certain degree. "So you're an angel. What's with the wings?"
Seifer winces and his wings shudder sligtly. "Yeah, i'm a fucking angel, go figure. I don't know much about the wings, I just assume they're some sort of status marker for Hyne's Angels. Loki and I have different color wings (his are black), and unfortunately he's of a higher status than me, so it would make sense i guess."
I consider asking what the Hyne's Angel are, when we are suddenly interrupted by the mechanical whiring and telltale buzz of the door being opened. I slip into defensive mode, and relax only very slightly when i see that my visitor is Rinoa. She runs up to me and throws her arms around me, apparently not noticing my stiff posture or lack of participation in the hug. She reaches up and grazes my cheek with her lips before stepping back and smiling softly at me.
"Oh Squally, i thought you would be up here. You upset everyone when you left like that!"
I grunt, and scowl at Seifer's amused glance. I turn from both of them, and enter the small bathroom, one of the perks of being 'commander'. Rinoa follows me into the small room, and thankfully Seifer stays back. I pointedly ignore her, and begin the process of brushing my teeth. She wraps her arms around me and looks at the two of us in the mirror, her looking lovely with her royal features, and me looking idiotic with a toothbrush dangling from my mouth. She frowns at the reflection. "Why didn't you read my speech Squally? I worked so hard on it, it was perfect! You ruined it for me..."
I spit into the sink and wipe my mouth on a handtowel. "Sorry Rinoa, but it was just too perfect. I don't think i would have done your beautiful words true justice in my horrible voice." Yeah, like hell i'm going to tell her the truth.
She looks horrified. "Oh Squally! How can you say that?" For a moment i think she's caught my bluff, but then she continues. "You have a beautiful voice!"
I force a smile in her direction and leave the bathroom, purposefully avoiding the laughing blond who is still lying there, only underneath the covers with the blankets folded halfway down due to his wings. Rinoa undresses hurriedly and climbs into bed, a thankful sign that I won't have to 'sleep' with her tonight. She drops off into sleep quickly, and with a prayer to all holy I walk to the closet, still not looking at Seifer. As I get my night clothes on he raises up on one elbow and smirks at me. "Oh Squally, you have a beautiful voice," he mimics in a high falsetto. I resist the urge to punch him, only because i don't want Rinoa waking up and thinking I'm insane. The blond man bats his eyelashes at me and smiles pretty. I scowl at him, and motion for him to get out of the bed. He shakes his head like a child. "Uh uh Leonheart, I was here first. You get your own damned bed."
I walk into the small space between the beds and glare down at him. "Move."
He smirks back at me. "Sorry Leonheart, no can do. I'm already comfy in this bed. However, seeing as to how it's 'your' bed, I'd be willing to share." He waggles his eyebrows at me. I push my hand to my forehead. I can either sleep in a bed with my worst rival, or wih my girlfriend. I sigh and drop my hand, frowning at Seifer. "Whatever. Just move over already."
He laughs, a deep rumbling sound, but lifts up a wing so that i can join him. I climb into bed, making sure to stay as far away from him as possible. Obviously i can't pull the blankets up due to his wings, and i vaguely wonder how i'm going to keep from freezing. The problem is solved when Seifer drapes a heated wing over me with a mumbled "don't move too much, they're sensitive." I guess that would explain his earlier reaction then... Seifer yawns and then mutters a drowsy "g'night Squall."
I return the favour, and soon fall asleep under the comforting warmth
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Random notes from BS, which do not necessarily have to be BS: Whee, another chapter kil..finished :D well i hope this helps to explain why Squall can see Seifer, and hey! i even made up an excuse about the wings to fall back on ^_^ I know that not much happened here, and it was a relatively boring chapter given the amount of time being away, so i'm going to try and work on that in coming chapters. i think that from now on i'm going to mostly be working with Seifer's POV, he's way more fun than the dutiful Squall (but of course i never said that). Anyways, theres the chapter, and now i think i'll go and mutilate the second chapter of 'Amnesie'. No idea when i'll be gettnig back to The Prison Song, but of course i'll finish it eventually
Much insane thanks to Star Shadow and Dark Stratos, Dark Evrae (long time no see! hey!), SxS Addicted fan (hey...i have a heart, somewhere.. :'( lol ^_^), Sillie, Faery-of-Fiction(glad you like it, and i hope i'm answering some of your questions. thanks by the way, they're helping me think of plots ^_^), Redrum (of course, but i love you anyways =P), And of course my girl, Wind Chime Bells ^_^ (whom we can all thank for this cra...interesting chapter :D) for reviewing chapter 4! it's very much appreciated ^_^ laters!
Disclaimer: (wow, haven't written one of these in a while...) Okay, nothing is mine, exept for the plot! haha! of this, i can assure you, i am VERY proud ;) FF8 belongs to Squaresoft, or Square Enix..or whatever.
Warnings: I have absolutely no plans for this chapter, so i really don't know about warnings. i'll just assume language, and bad writing ^_^. plus, i forget kinda what was happening in the story, so i'll spend some time figuring aout just what the heck i'm doing ^_^; Oh, right. this chapter is starting with Squall's POV during the middle of his speech. Sure and it's an odd place to begin, but what the heck ya know? you only live once ^^
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[Squall]
I don't know why i could't just stick with protocol and read Rinoa's prewritten speech, but i really don't think i would have felt comfortable stating the fact that 'he was many things, a 'big meanie' being the least of them'. After beginning my spur of the moment oratory i knew that it was a bad idea to attend the funeral, and it didn't help to look around and see that nobody there really gave a damn about Seifer aside from myself. Maybe some of the people had known him at some point, but i think i'm the only person who actually feels remorse for the bastard. I look at everyone in the crowd and sigh to myself, deciding to tell them just what i thought of it all. "Seifer Almasy was an asshole, okay?" I almost enjoy the shock on their faces, and continue. "Very few of you here cared about him, so why are you here?" I look at Quistis in particular. "You always hated the man, even when we were kids. Are you trying to make it up to him? Well do it now, while you still have the chance." I ignore the expected rise of words, and give Seifer's body my best SeeD salute. It's the least i can do for him.
Suddenly i just want to be out of the area, to be out of the view of all of these people. I want to be in my room alone with my thoughts, maybe even to mourn for the stupid blonde somewhat. I turn to leave the stage and see Rinoa come after me out of the corner of my eye. I'm not carrying Lionheart, but i still wish she would come close enough that i could reach her with my bare hands. For some reason i feel the urge to hit something. Hard. Fortunately for her Zell grabs her and pulls her back into safety, and so i continue to leave. Not unexpectedly i hear Quistis's voice from behind me. "You never gave a damn about him either! What makes you so special then? He hated you!" I keep walking, not giving her the satisfaction of making me angry. I refuse to feel anything about the matter. Unfortunately my heart refuses to listen to my head, and i can feel myself crying on the inside. Whoever said I was an 'Ice Prince' was full of shit. I may have an icy exterior, but i'm capable of plenty emotions. Too bad nobody but Seifer ever cared to find that out about me.
I'm way out of sight of the funeral site and almost to the Garden when I hear somebody following me quite noisily. I wasn't kidding when i said i wanted to be alone, and for one brief moment I hate the person behind me, because they have decided to ruin my peace. I turn around to face the intruder and am somwhat surprised, although not very fazed, to find whoever it is wrapped in a dark red blanket. Red. How fitting. I am reminded of a bull, and suddenly the idea of punching this person appeals to me greatly. Without really thinking of the consequences, I aim for where the persons face should be and swing as hard as i can. The tall man goes down easily due to the force of the blow and the fact that the blanket got tangled in his legs. I'm about to turn and leave again when the man punches the blanket off of him, and I see something I thought would never see again. I look down at him, somewhat stunned, and blink. "Seifer?"
The blond man stands unsteadily and glares down at me. For the first time it occurs to me that the red things are wings, not a blanket. I decide quickly that I'm hallucinating, something I've never done before. I stare back up at him as he raises a hand to his face and wipes away a trail of blood from his nostril with his knuckle. He looks at the red smear and then glares at me rather dangerously. "Leonheart," he growls,"If i wasn't fucking certain that there is some damned restriction ordained by some fucking Hyne and her stupid fucking angels that would result in me having to spend the rest of eternity with a certain black haired idiot, then i would definitely send you on a permanent visit to the hospital, so don't fucking punch a defenseless man ever again, got it?"
No, i don't really get it. "Yes."
He scowls at his bloody finger again and then wipes it off on his pants. "Damn good thing. Now, would you mind taking me back to the Garden? And I really don't want an answer from you that vaguely resembles a 'no'."
Great, i never knew that hallucinations could be this real. I blink at him again before doing an about face and heading for the Garden. Seifer, if it really is him, sighs and follows me. I wonder how long these things last? hopefully he'll disappear soon..
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I punch in the code to my dorm, the blond still behind me. The door opens with a slight buzzing sound, and closes after us with a silent click. Seifer, if that's who he is, looks around briefly before flopping onto one of the two beds. Originally there was one, but after Rinoa started sleeping in here I ordered a second one installed so that I could leave her and have my own space after she fell asleep. She is very lovely, but she also knows how to hog a bed, and I'm just not up for the challenge yet. I lay on the second bed and roll over onto my side. Maybe if I can go to sleep he'll disappear and I can pretend I have my sanity back. The only problem with that is that the blond man doesn't seem to be tired. "So," he begins, "I suppose you're wondering why I'm here."
I don't bother answering the man and curl tighter into myself, trying to ignore him. He stands up and flops down beside me, a wing accidentally smacking my head. I frown in annoyance but don't move. He snorts. "Ah ah, Squally boy, no sleepy time for you yet. Now get up. You owe me a decent conversation in return for the black eye you probably gave me, which, for your information, I will personally make sure goes on your permanent record." Why won't he go away? I scowl at the wall I'm facing and continue to ignore the annoying man, that is, until he resorts to cheating in the form of poking me in the side....hard. I turn over onto my back and glare up at him, and he simply smirks back at me. "Well, now that I have your attention, let's have a chat."
I shrug as best i can while flat on my back. He smirks. "I'm so glad you agreed. Okay, so here's the basic facts, and if you even think about laughing I will personally gut you, okay? Good. So basically, Hyne says that I'm your Guardian Angel (yes, i said 'Angel', you can shut the hell up now). But Loki said that the destined weren't supposed to be able to see their angels (not a word) but you can obviously see and feel me." Here he pauses to glare at me, as if daring me to 1)laugh my ass off or 2)dare to punch him again. I'm a bit too confused to do either of the two. I've heard of Hyne, but isn't he a legend? And who the hell is 'Loki'? Before i can ask, Seifer continues. "I'm not very happy with you right now, quite obviously. If you had never been born, or if you had just died like a good little SeeD, i would have had an easy job of it. However I'm stuck looking after your ass with a complete idiot looking after my ass, and Hyne knows who the hell is looking after his ass. On top of that, I found out that people can't even pronounce my name!"
I frown at him. What's so hard about pronouncing 'Seifer'? He bangs his right fist into his open left palm. "Exactly! That's what i said..." he looks at me funny. "You never said that out loud, did you?"
I shake my head at him, and he growls and stands up quickly. He looks toward the ceiling and shouts out angrily, "Loki! Hyne dammit, Loki! Get your ass down here, now!"
I stand and walk behind him. "Seifer, who's Loki?" The blond ignores me and keeps shouting at the ceiling. I try again. "Seifer? Seifer?!" He still doesn't seem to hear me. I reach out to touch his shoulder in an attempt to get his attention just as he half turns to yell at another part of the ceiling. Instead of hitting his shoulder i manage to brush his wing with my fingertips. He shivers and immediately goes still, before turning to look at me with guarded eyes. He seems about to say something, but then suddenly whirls around and makes the motions of grabbing someone by the collar and holding them up against the wall, and proceeds to shout where a face would normally be. For a moment I'm glad that at least I'm not the one crazy enough to berate a defensless wall, but that changes as I listen to his side of the conversation.
"Yes you, you stupid piece of shit! ... Well fucking duh I'm a 'little' upset! ... What? What does that have to do with anything? You, I, You, Never mind! I'm not even going to dignify that with a response! Oh, don't you shrug your shoulders at me you son of a bitch, you've got some questions to answer! ... Yes, I'm well aware of the fact that you could report this to your precious Hyne, and NO, i don't really give a fuck. Now, i thought you said Squall wouldn't be able to see me." He listens to the response and growls. "What the hell do you mean, 'special case'? ... Mixed blood? Are you insane? ... Fine, I'll take it back, I'm sorry, you bastard." He drops the seemingly invisible man and turns back to me. Jerking a thumb towards the wall he says , "Leonheart, that's Loki, the biggest pain in the ass I've ever met."
I blink, somewhat confused by the whole encounter, and shrug. "I don't see anything."
"Well," he says, "at least the rule applies to somebody," and then stalks towards the bed and drops onto it so that he's lying on his stomach, the brilliant wings extending over the sides and dragging the floor.
I go to stand over him. "What did he say?"
Seifer huffs. "Loki informed me that 'technically' he never said that you wouldn't be able to see me, just that it was frowned upon for the angel and the protected to become close. He also said that the reason you can see me is because you have some of my 'personal blood' in you. He says that it was from when we exchanged scars. Apparently when I went to pick you up to haul your ass back to the infirmary a drop of blood from my wound fell into yours and mixed with your blood, hence you can 'magically' see me."
Well, it makes sense to me, to a certain degree. "So you're an angel. What's with the wings?"
Seifer winces and his wings shudder sligtly. "Yeah, i'm a fucking angel, go figure. I don't know much about the wings, I just assume they're some sort of status marker for Hyne's Angels. Loki and I have different color wings (his are black), and unfortunately he's of a higher status than me, so it would make sense i guess."
I consider asking what the Hyne's Angel are, when we are suddenly interrupted by the mechanical whiring and telltale buzz of the door being opened. I slip into defensive mode, and relax only very slightly when i see that my visitor is Rinoa. She runs up to me and throws her arms around me, apparently not noticing my stiff posture or lack of participation in the hug. She reaches up and grazes my cheek with her lips before stepping back and smiling softly at me.
"Oh Squally, i thought you would be up here. You upset everyone when you left like that!"
I grunt, and scowl at Seifer's amused glance. I turn from both of them, and enter the small bathroom, one of the perks of being 'commander'. Rinoa follows me into the small room, and thankfully Seifer stays back. I pointedly ignore her, and begin the process of brushing my teeth. She wraps her arms around me and looks at the two of us in the mirror, her looking lovely with her royal features, and me looking idiotic with a toothbrush dangling from my mouth. She frowns at the reflection. "Why didn't you read my speech Squally? I worked so hard on it, it was perfect! You ruined it for me..."
I spit into the sink and wipe my mouth on a handtowel. "Sorry Rinoa, but it was just too perfect. I don't think i would have done your beautiful words true justice in my horrible voice." Yeah, like hell i'm going to tell her the truth.
She looks horrified. "Oh Squally! How can you say that?" For a moment i think she's caught my bluff, but then she continues. "You have a beautiful voice!"
I force a smile in her direction and leave the bathroom, purposefully avoiding the laughing blond who is still lying there, only underneath the covers with the blankets folded halfway down due to his wings. Rinoa undresses hurriedly and climbs into bed, a thankful sign that I won't have to 'sleep' with her tonight. She drops off into sleep quickly, and with a prayer to all holy I walk to the closet, still not looking at Seifer. As I get my night clothes on he raises up on one elbow and smirks at me. "Oh Squally, you have a beautiful voice," he mimics in a high falsetto. I resist the urge to punch him, only because i don't want Rinoa waking up and thinking I'm insane. The blond man bats his eyelashes at me and smiles pretty. I scowl at him, and motion for him to get out of the bed. He shakes his head like a child. "Uh uh Leonheart, I was here first. You get your own damned bed."
I walk into the small space between the beds and glare down at him. "Move."
He smirks back at me. "Sorry Leonheart, no can do. I'm already comfy in this bed. However, seeing as to how it's 'your' bed, I'd be willing to share." He waggles his eyebrows at me. I push my hand to my forehead. I can either sleep in a bed with my worst rival, or wih my girlfriend. I sigh and drop my hand, frowning at Seifer. "Whatever. Just move over already."
He laughs, a deep rumbling sound, but lifts up a wing so that i can join him. I climb into bed, making sure to stay as far away from him as possible. Obviously i can't pull the blankets up due to his wings, and i vaguely wonder how i'm going to keep from freezing. The problem is solved when Seifer drapes a heated wing over me with a mumbled "don't move too much, they're sensitive." I guess that would explain his earlier reaction then... Seifer yawns and then mutters a drowsy "g'night Squall."
I return the favour, and soon fall asleep under the comforting warmth
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Random notes from BS, which do not necessarily have to be BS: Whee, another chapter kil..finished :D well i hope this helps to explain why Squall can see Seifer, and hey! i even made up an excuse about the wings to fall back on ^_^ I know that not much happened here, and it was a relatively boring chapter given the amount of time being away, so i'm going to try and work on that in coming chapters. i think that from now on i'm going to mostly be working with Seifer's POV, he's way more fun than the dutiful Squall (but of course i never said that). Anyways, theres the chapter, and now i think i'll go and mutilate the second chapter of 'Amnesie'. No idea when i'll be gettnig back to The Prison Song, but of course i'll finish it eventually
Much insane thanks to Star Shadow and Dark Stratos, Dark Evrae (long time no see! hey!), SxS Addicted fan (hey...i have a heart, somewhere.. :'( lol ^_^), Sillie, Faery-of-Fiction(glad you like it, and i hope i'm answering some of your questions. thanks by the way, they're helping me think of plots ^_^), Redrum (of course, but i love you anyways =P), And of course my girl, Wind Chime Bells ^_^ (whom we can all thank for this cra...interesting chapter :D) for reviewing chapter 4! it's very much appreciated ^_^ laters!