A/N: Heres another chapter. I know it seems pretty heavy for now, but thats going to change soon Just bare with me!
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Several hours and miles away, at the side of a street in Balamb Squall had stopped the car, his head resting against the wheel as he cried silently. The soft fur of his bomber jacket touching his cheek as if to comfort him. What was wrong with him? Why had he exploded at Rinoa like that? He didn't even know how angry he was until they starting talking and it all came out before he knew what he was saying.
Sounds outside stirred him as he wiped his tears quickly, his mask slipping into place. It was dark outside, evening, but it was only then that Squall realized he had stopped in a rather unsavory part of town as he saw a group of men with wide stupid grins heading his way. He could guess what might happen next if he didn't act, he was certain they were after the car; it had been a gift from Laguna and flashy beyond his tastes. He cursed his stupidity as he gunned the engine, almost running a couple of the men over.
Hearing a loud crack, he turned to see a side window cracked by one the men. He didn't care and drove straight to an Inn he knew would accommodate him on such short notice.
"Mmm, Seifer," the low feminine voice purred in the dark as she wrapped an arm around his broad toned chest, placing a lazy kiss on it as she rested against it. Seifer chuckled, "that good eh?" she couldn't see his face clearly but she knew the sexy little smirk was there.
"No," she said slowly, leveling her face with his, waiting for the dismissive eyebrow raised, "much better than good," she cooed, stroking his ego. He grinned wolfishly, "I know." Stretching his long arms above his head, "I gotta use the boy's room."
She gave him the puppy eyes, "when you get back?"
His mischievous smile assured her as she moved off his naked body, watching him as he got up. She couldn't believe her luck, she was grateful she had decided to visit this place; meeting Seifer had been the best part of it.
"Mr. Leonheart! What an absolute unexpected pleasure," the hotel manager chirped, all too happily. Squall looked at him levelly, "I need a room for a couple of nights."
"Why of course, anything you would require," Squall felt like strangling the manager, but decided it was in his best interest to not do so; it made him sick to have his ass kissed so blatantly.
He stood silently as the older man bustled about as a chocobo. Just give me the fucking key already he groaned in his mind.
"Wow, I didn't know she allowed her dog to stray on its own," an all too familiar voiced mocked from behind Squall. Please, just go away, I can't deal with this right now. He clenched his hands at his sides without acknowledging Seifer at all, hoping alas unsuccessfully that Seifer would get the hint and fuck off. If only the stupid manager would hurry up already.
"Or, doesn't she know you've run away?" Seifer continued with fake surprise, "You didn't have a fight did you?" he chuckled.
"Oh, here it is Mr. Leonheart, room 260," the manager, completely devoid of any awareness of the situation, stated happily as Squall snatched the key from him, doing a great job of ignoring Seifer. Grabbing his gunblade, he made to go to his room but couldn't escape Seifer, who was standing in front of him, an arm lazily draped around an attractive redhead, who seemed very uncomfortable being in that position as she looked between them.
"What's the matter Leonheart? Can't think for yourself to answer without Rinny?" his smirk was too much, Squall's fist connected with Seifer before he knew what had happened.
The girl at his side shrieked as they both tumbled to the side. She steadied Seifer who touched his bleeding nose, "the bitch is in heat." Seifer managed to utter, with amusement no less. Squall was already storming to his room, his own breathing and heartbeat bursting in his ears from the rush.
That felt fucking good.
Reaching his room, Squall tossed the gunblade on the bed and sank to the floor against the bed. He needed to be alone, that's the way he liked it and that's when things made sense. His head in his hands as he pulled one knee against himself. Breathing slowly, he tried to clear his head, he was losing grip. "Hyne," the pitiful whimper came out.
"Sorry, just one more minute," she slowly dabbed at the last remnants of the blood. Seifer was staring ahead blankly, lost in his thoughts, his nose was throbbing and he was doing his best to ignore it. "I don't think it's broken, thankfully," she poured into his eyes, and he slowly focused on her, "who was that guy anyhow?"
"Not worth explaining," Seifer gave a dismissive shrug as he leaned back against the wall. They were back in her room, where Alena had been busy cleaning his bloody nose.
Seifer glanced at the clock.. 11:43 PM. I need to work tomorrow too. He groaned, glancing up at the ceiling. His evening had been perfect up till the point a certain brunette had decided to use him to release his frustrations.
"Does it hurt?" Alena asked, worried, hearing his groan.
A smile lit up his eyes, masking the thoughts in them, "I'm fine. I just gotta get going." He chuckled at her expression, "I have to work tomorrow." He kissed her carefully, not to put pressure on his nose.
"Oh well, I guess if you have to," she mumbled, she didn't want him to leave, this was her last night here before she went back home.
"You could always see me if you're in town again," he said as he got up slowly, stretching up and almost touching the ceiling of the room.
"You know I will," she grinned. He smiled coolly, taking his trench coat off the chair, disappearing behind the door.
Seifer frowned once outside, walking down the hallway. He wasn't through with Squall yet. That bastard was going to pay; he smirked as he reflected on that, glancing at the commander's room as he passed it. For now though, he needed to rest.
