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Seifer was feeling rusty, and having been told he was teaching his first class tomorrow, he decided to train for a while.
The training grounds hadn't changed that much since he left. There were several students training when he arrived, dressed in his favorite white trench coat with red crosses along the sleeves, a pair of white slacks and a black t shirt underneath.
Alright…
He grinned as he saw a couple of enemies appear. They were nowhere near as exciting to fight against as Squall, but he'd settle for this in the meantime.
The students there were unable to not take notice of the tall stranger, and found themselves trying to copy his technique as he cut down his enemies with such east, it looked effortless.
Seifer was soon feeling the rush and lost himself to it for a few hours, in a world where only his enemies and himself existed.
This was part of the reason Squall and him were so incredible, the concentration and focus was unlike most; it was also what made them strong rivals.
When Seifer decided he'd had enough, it was already dark. He couldn't help but grin when he thought of what he had to look forward to tonight. His mind preoccupied, he almost crashed into someone.
"Look where you're going chicken." Seifer smirked when the little man jumped back and yelled, "Stop calling me that!"
"Why?" Seifer folded his arms, his gunblade hanging at his waist.
Zell, feeling defeated, just muttered, "Just forget it."
Seifer chuckled, and then wrapped an arm around Zell's shoulder, drawing him closer so that only he heard the next words, "Did you knock one off last night afterwards?" his voice silky.
Zell's reddened face stared up at him, "Of course not! What do you think I am?" His horrified reaction only causing Seifer to laugh; Seifer was in a good mood, and actually felt excited to be able to speak to someone about it.
"You guys should have said something," Zell turned an even brighter shade of red at the memory.
"As I recall, I did," Seifer answered.
"Well, how was I supposed to know?" he grumbled.
"You weren't," came the simple answer.
Seifer's eye fell on a metal engraved bracelet that hung around the smaller wrist. His eyes thoughtful as he asked, "Where did you get that?"
Zell blinked, and followed the eyes down to the object in question, "Oh, a guy I know makes these kinda things."
Seifer made a sound of acknowledgment as Zell shifted under Seifer's arm still along his shoulders. The tall blond seemed to recall it was there, and dropped it as he straightened. Zell felt a twinge of jealously at the other man's height, and grumbled inwardly before finally asking what he'd been mulling over in his mind, "So, are you two together then?"
"I don't know. Haven't talked about it," Seifer openly responded as they began walking.
"Would you want it to be?" Zell knew Squall would never say anything, so he thought he'd ask Seifer while he could.
"Probably," Seifer raised a brow, "what's with the questions? Did you hope to get with Squall yourself?"
"NO!" He turned red again, "I was just wondering. It's just strange, always thought you two hated each other."
"Guess it seemed that way,"
"Guess so," Zell scratched his cheek as he added, "Well, um, congrats. I guess."
"Gee thanks. Your sincerity is touching," Seifer smirked slyly.
"I mean it," Zell said more defensively then he meant, "I'm glad for you two," Zell wanted to say something, but knew he shouldn't push it. He was such an open book, and Seifer almost rolled his eyes.
"What are you beating around the coop for? Get to it," Seifer smiled at the twitch.
"Nothing, I," Zell stopped, and grinned suddenly, "I got to get going," with that he jogged off.
Seifer shook his head, droplets of sweat trailing down his spine, reminding him he needed to shower, "weirdo," he muttered and left to his dorm.
He stepped out of the hot shower, his muscles felt relaxed and heavy. He changed into a pair of cotton sweats and a t shirt that hugged his built arms and torso. Deciding to fix himself some dinner, he whistled along to the music, making enough for two in case Squall came by.
He really wasn't sure if Squall was going to show up, he knew how fickle the man was and he might have been a little freaked out by how much happened, so Seifer decided to just relax and enjoy his evening, and to not get his hopes up. He felt excited about the class he was going to teach, finally feeling like he had a purpose, which he hadn't felt in a long time.
He didn't hear the door opening but smiled when a curious brunette joined him in the kitchen, "What are you making?"
"Stir-fry," Seifer stirred the vegetables in the shallow pan, taking an opportunity to look at Squall while the other eyed the food. Squall somehow almost managed to surprise him whenever he saw him, it seemed even his memories didn't do the man justice; he always managed to cause Seifer to freeze momentarily to take him in.
"I don't know what your eating habits are like, so I thought this a safe bet," Seifer broke out of the haze when the bright grey eyes looked up.
"Nothing to know really," Squall shrugged off his jacket, the kitchen was warm, and he hung it on the back of a chair, "I don't usually bother with it much. I just make sure to get enough to sustain my muscle mass."
"Heh, leave it to you to take the fun out of food," Seifer chuckled and grinned when he saw Squall glare up at him briefly before shrugging and adding, "It's the career, I need to."
Seifer noticed Squall sat down slowly, and felt a surge of pride to have been the one to cause that. He finished preparing the meal and walked over to the seated figure, leaning down to capture those full lips in a slow but hungry kiss.
Squall was startled momentarily, forgetting almost how things have changed between them, but found himself leaning into those hungry lips as his blood heat up and his body stirred. A low moan escaped his throat as Seifer pulled away and pushed a lock of hair away from Squall's rich eyes. His breath caught as he saw the shyness and uncertainty there, but the hint of openness and vulnerability made him almost shudder in an animalistic desire and possessiveness. He stood before he forgot about the food and did something else altogether, instead deciding to serve it.
The conversation was sparse as they ate, they seemed to keep catching each other's eyes, but Squall would look away in shyness. He couldn't get used to Seifer looking at him like that; it made his heart flip and his body surge with desire for the beautiful blond. Squall was impressed with Seifer's cooking and seemed to mention it a few times to the point Seifer laughed, wondering if he was actually being insulted and complimented; Squall probably didn't think Seifer was capable of things like that.
Afterwards, what seemed like a fairly average plan of just watching television turned into some of the best sex Seifer had ever had. Halfway through, they had migrated into the bedroom. Actually, it was more of Seifer carrying the naked Commander and throwing him onto the bed to ravage the gorgeous body. With all the little sounds Squall made, Seifer wanted to hear him scream in wanton abandon, and with a purely savage pride he had succeeded and now lay grinning as he held the withdrawn brunette.
"You're teaching your first class tomorrow, right?" Squall asked as if he hadn't been thinking about it all day already.
"Yep, I'm looking forward to it. I know I'm gonna make a damned good instructor," he grinned foolishly, only half joking, "those bastards better appreciate it."
Squall laughed, "They really don't know what they're in for."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Seifer frowned before shifting to pin Squall underneath him, "Wouldn't you say I'm a good instructor? You've learned a few things from me, haven you?" a feral grin on his lips.
"Maybe I'm just a fast learner," Squall feigned indifference, before closing the distance between them with a soft lick across those grinning lips, causing them to falter.
"Is that the delusion you're under?" Seifer pinned Squall's hands over his head as he traced his lips along Squall's chin to his neck.
Squall gasped softly, "Id say I'm under you," Squall murmured, squirming a little, "that tickles."
"Does it?" Seifer whispered against the neck bared to him, licking at it softly, "You taste good."
Squall shuddered under him, and so Seifer pulled up to kiss him chastely. He found his eyes caught by the pink scar that seemed to only add to Squall's beauty, he trailed his tongue along the scar he had branded him with, feeling the roughened texture under him. Squall's eyes darkened with thoughtfulness, "Why did you cut me then?"
Seifer stopped and just studied him silently for a long moment. Squall's eyes searched his, shifting a little. Seifer seemed to reach a conclusion in his mind as he released the small wrists and brushed aside some strands that touched on Squall's forehead, his fingers trailing along the soft skin, his eyes held a distant look as he looked at Squall but saw something else.
His calloused fingers found a few stray strands of the silky brown hair, running them between his fingers, "I've never felt hair this soft," he whispered.
Squall's mouth opened a little, but no words came out as he lowered his eyes, the dark lashes fanning over the slits of crystal silver. He could feel those piercing powerful eyes on his face, as if touching along his features and he almost shuddered under their intenseness. He felt like those intelligent confident eyes looked through him, into his soul, breaking through all his masks. He turned away from Seifer, his eyes almost closed as he breathed in deeply, feeling overwhelmed by his emotions. No, not his emotions, but the ones Seifer made him feel, as if they were coming from Seifer.
The setting was an intimate one that Squall wasn't used to, and all of it combined made him want to hide, but his own curiosity got the best of him as he looked back to Seifer. His breath caught as he stared back wide-eyed, the blue soft and a little scared. Seifer's green eyes were bright, he seemed to be frowning almost in sadness, and the intensity was too much. Squall saw it then; the sadness, the regret, the remorse, and the self loathing.
Seifer's face twisted in pain, and he forced his eyes closed as he sighed and suddenly stood and went to the window.
Seifer strong arms offered little comfort as his own hatred for what he'd done came to him. He hugged himself as he stood by the window. His eyes found the rustling of the leaves comforting as the night wind blew through them, the moonlight illuminating them dimly.
"I'm sorry Squall," Seifer's voice was strained and low, echoing in the silent room. Only their breathing was now heard and Seifer closed his eyes as he grimaced. What a fucking idiot he was, why would anyone want to be with him after what he'd done? He didn't deserve to get any chances.
How I wish you'd killed me then Squall.
Squall walked over to stand by him, he felt a little scared and uncertain, but he knew this wasn't time for that. An inexperienced hand touched an arm that flinched under him. He forced Seifer to feel that he wasn't going to move it, as eventually Seifer turned to look at him with eyes he only remembered from his few memories of childhood. Those same eyes, as that night. Squall would never forget them. They were scared and alone. He hadn't wanted to go, he hadn't wanted to be taken into a home by anyone. Seifer had wanted to stay at the orphanage with Squall, his only friend.
The eyes had burned into Squall's soul and heart as they had looked at him from the window of the back seat of the car that had driven away with him. The contact between the two not breaking until the car faded from sight. Squall had never felt so alone then. He almost cried now, he had forgotten that until now. He remembered the message so clearly now.
Help me, please. I'm scared Squall. I don't want to go anywhere that you're not at.
"I won't let them take you," Squall said then, his hands betraying him as they trembled and held Seifer's small body to his own, "We'll run away and they won't be able to find us."
"Really?" Seifer looked up, his eyes wet as tears streaked his cheeks. That had been the first time Squall had ever seen Seifer cry, and the last, "you would do that for me?"
"We'll live by ourselves, and do whatever we like," Squall had smiled as Seifer's expression brightened; he had actually believed his own words then.
Now he realized that Seifer had smiled for him then, Seifer had always been smarter than everyone else. He had known Squall's words were hollow and that that would never happen, but he had smiled and pretended to believe him anyhow. Squall forced a lump down his throat as his guilt tore through him, he hadn't done anything to help Seifer; he had let him be taken away.
"Seifer, I'm so sorry I let them take you away then," Squall's voice was rough with his guilt and the strength of the memory, "I won't let you be alone anymore," he saw Seifer's eyes grown incredibly wide, as they became even more luminescent in the light with dampness.
"You remembered?" he whispered.
"I'm sorry Seifer," Squall's lips a tight line, "how can you have forgiven me for how I treated you so coldly when we met again?"
Seifer's lips twisted in a sad smile, "its okay, you forgot. It wasn't your fault."
Squall wrapped his arms around the man unexpectedly and squeezed Seifer to him, "I'm sorry," his voice soft as he felt the other man tense at first and then bury his head against Squall's shoulder, holding onto him so tight it almost hurt.
Squall didn't complain nor say anything else, but he felt the dampness on his shoulder as he let the always strong Seifer find strength in someone else for once.
That was the second time in his life that Seifer had ever cried.
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