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Saturday, 27 March
Headache! Hangover! I hate things like that...! And I hate that I don't remember why Zack and I were sleeping in my favourite armchair, why Squall, Cid, Vincent and Zell were sleeping naked in my bed ad why Irvine ended up, tied to the chair... but we had to be really drunk... in fact, I never was that drunk before. My head hurts, my butt hurts and someway, my heart aches. Just like I've done something... sad. So, I looked to my diary... and found out I told them my secret... that Seph was a bloody bastard and all... I hope they don't remember. Well... After this night I'm even more tired than before. Sex, fun and cards... never ever again. I promise.
Today Lunatic Pandora is closed. That means no clients and no more problems with Seifer and Sephiroth! Hurray! What a pity only for today... and tomorrow, because it's Sunday... Hey! That means I could have slept more! Oh, no! I won't ever forgive Zack he woke me up!... Hey, somebody was knocking on the door of the bar... Vincent went to open and... the bastard came in! I rolled my eyes at him and went to the kitchen, but then I heard his voice calling me. I didn't even turn to him, ignoring him the best I could.
I made some breakfast for myself and Zack - and the rest - and sat down next to the table. I heard shouting from the main hall, Zack's pleading voice and Sephiroth's angry one. I knew they were argueing about me... and felt guilty that Zack was risking his love for me... So I got to my feet and went to the hall.
'Perhaps, Sephiroth, you could shut the fuck up and stop shouting at Zack? As you fair well see, he's going to cry,' I said coldly and they both looked at me. I didn't want those tears in Zack's eyes so I came nearer and swept them away. 'Calm down, Zack. Breakfast's waiting at the kitchen. Go, eat. You must be hungry,' I told him and he obeyed. It was uncommon, for him to choose to obey my order instead of waiting for Sephiroth's one. I sighed and turned to Sephiroth.
'What do you want?' I asked, trying to hide my emotions; I didn't succeed as well as he does all the time, but it wasn't bad, I think. My voice sounded cold and distant even for myself.
'Talk to you,' my bastardized brother answered. Oh well, to talk? I didn't even know if I wanted to talk to him... I only came to help Zack. Because I didn't want him to cry. So why didn't I leave for the kitchen with him?
'And about what in particular are you gonna talk about?' I asked again, looking at his handsome face. I hated him all the time. But his eyes... they told me I was wrong, hating him... I only had to find out why...
'You.'
The simple answer made me smile. I knew he'd say something like this. That he wanted to talk about me. But what was there to talk about? I had my life, he had his. Our paths crossed now, but it had to end someday and we'd have to part again. Brothers or not, we had to live our lifes.
'I have nothing to tell you about me. But maybe you know something I don't know?' I asked sarcastically and smirked - I learned that smirk from Seifer, useful one - and Seph looked... hurt?
'I... wanted to apologize,' he said unsurely, so unlike him. As far as I remember, he was always so sure, full of himself, self-confident, so... egocentric. Now he was shy. And I didn't know if I remembered him well.
'Ah. What for? The part of you messing up with my life? For making their lifes so unworthy? Or something else?' I asked maliciously. Suddenly, I realised I was now acting as he always was - and I felt miserable. But now I couldn't go back. I would act cowardy.
'For what happened those years ago when you left home. Gomen nasai...' he said calmly, but quietly and bowed slightly. Then he turned around and left with no other word, leaving me speechless. Is he really that sensitive for what I'm saying or is it just now? Perhaps he's drunk or something... God knows really... Well... I don't remeber him drinking often... something must've happened, then. Not that I care.
Me and Squall went shopping then – you think where the food cmes from? I know that Mr Loire looks weird and like a socerer, but that doesn't mean he actually is one... well, not enough to create food out of nowhere. Anyway, we went shopping – and you can imagine how nice that was! Squall bought me a sandwitch at McDonald's and promised he'd feed me better, and then we bought all products that Mr Loire wanted us to. And we even met my cousin, Aerith. I have no idea what she was doing here, actually, but I don't give a damn. We talked quite a bit and then we parted. When we came back to the Lunatic Pandora, Mr Loire said the day was free – for both of us – for the rest of it. So... we went to drink! Irvine and the rest joined us in my room and we were drinking and singing happily:
Yo-ho, yo-ho, a barman's life for me!
Or:
Drink up me hearties yo-ho!
It was fun. The song is a pirate song and we just changed the lyrics a bit... it turned out really funny, especially when singing about pillaging or plundering while being a barman. But hey, we were really, really drunk! Hhh... again, ne... I don't know what is happening to me... and the main problem is, I don't even have plans for my future. I don't know what I'll be doing once I stop drinking... ah, screw it! It's my life and now I want it going on like this... no matter what Seph says!
Cloudy sky - part six
Saturday, 27 March
Headache! Hangover! I hate things like that...! And I hate that I don't remember why Zack and I were sleeping in my favourite armchair, why Squall, Cid, Vincent and Zell were sleeping naked in my bed ad why Irvine ended up, tied to the chair... but we had to be really drunk... in fact, I never was that drunk before. My head hurts, my butt hurts and someway, my heart aches. Just like I've done something... sad. So, I looked to my diary... and found out I told them my secret... that Seph was a bloody bastard and all... I hope they don't remember. Well... After this night I'm even more tired than before. Sex, fun and cards... never ever again. I promise.
Today Lunatic Pandora is closed. That means no clients and no more problems with Seifer and Sephiroth! Hurray! What a pity only for today... and tomorrow, because it's Sunday... Hey! That means I could have slept more! Oh, no! I won't ever forgive Zack he woke me up!... Hey, somebody was knocking on the door of the bar... Vincent went to open and... the bastard came in! I rolled my eyes at him and went to the kitchen, but then I heard his voice calling me. I didn't even turn to him, ignoring him the best I could.
I made some breakfast for myself and Zack - and the rest - and sat down next to the table. I heard shouting from the main hall, Zack's pleading voice and Sephiroth's angry one. I knew they were argueing about me... and felt guilty that Zack was risking his love for me... So I got to my feet and went to the hall.
'Perhaps, Sephiroth, you could shut the fuck up and stop shouting at Zack? As you fair well see, he's going to cry,' I said coldly and they both looked at me. I didn't want those tears in Zack's eyes so I came nearer and swept them away. 'Calm down, Zack. Breakfast's waiting at the kitchen. Go, eat. You must be hungry,' I told him and he obeyed. It was uncommon, for him to choose to obey my order instead of waiting for Sephiroth's one. I sighed and turned to Sephiroth.
'What do you want?' I asked, trying to hide my emotions; I didn't succeed as well as he does all the time, but it wasn't bad, I think. My voice sounded cold and distant even for myself.
'Talk to you,' my bastardized brother answered. Oh well, to talk? I didn't even know if I wanted to talk to him... I only came to help Zack. Because I didn't want him to cry. So why didn't I leave for the kitchen with him?
'And about what in particular are you gonna talk about?' I asked again, looking at his handsome face. I hated him all the time. But his eyes... they told me I was wrong, hating him... I only had to find out why...
'You.'
The simple answer made me smile. I knew he'd say something like this. That he wanted to talk about me. But what was there to talk about? I had my life, he had his. Our paths crossed now, but it had to end someday and we'd have to part again. Brothers or not, we had to live our lifes.
'I have nothing to tell you about me. But maybe you know something I don't know?' I asked sarcastically and smirked - I learned that smirk from Seifer, useful one - and Seph looked... hurt?
'I... wanted to apologize,' he said unsurely, so unlike him. As far as I remember, he was always so sure, full of himself, self-confident, so... egocentric. Now he was shy. And I didn't know if I remembered him well.
'Ah. What for? The part of you messing up with my life? For making their lifes so unworthy? Or something else?' I asked maliciously. Suddenly, I realised I was now acting as he always was - and I felt miserable. But now I couldn't go back. I would act cowardy.
'For what happened those years ago when you left home. Gomen nasai...' he said calmly, but quietly and bowed slightly. Then he turned around and left with no other word, leaving me speechless. Is he really that sensitive for what I'm saying or is it just now? Perhaps he's drunk or something... God knows really... Well... I don't remeber him drinking often... something must've happened, then. Not that I care.
Me and Squall went shopping then – you think where the food cmes from? I know that Mr Loire looks weird and like a socerer, but that doesn't mean he actually is one... well, not enough to create food out of nowhere. Anyway, we went shopping – and you can imagine how nice that was! Squall bought me a sandwitch at McDonald's and promised he'd feed me better, and then we bought all products that Mr Loire wanted us to. And we even met my cousin, Aerith. I have no idea what she was doing here, actually, but I don't give a damn. We talked quite a bit and then we parted. When we came back to the Lunatic Pandora, Mr Loire said the day was free – for both of us – for the rest of it. So... we went to drink! Irvine and the rest joined us in my room and we were drinking and singing happily:
Yo-ho, yo-ho, a barman's life for me!
Or:
Drink up me hearties yo-ho!
It was fun. The song is a pirate song and we just changed the lyrics a bit... it turned out really funny, especially when singing about pillaging or plundering while being a barman. But hey, we were really, really drunk! Hhh... again, ne... I don't know what is happening to me... and the main problem is, I don't even have plans for my future. I don't know what I'll be doing once I stop drinking... ah, screw it! It's my life and now I want it going on like this... no matter what Seph says!