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AN at the bottom..


"I'm Seifer Almasy, for those who don't know already," Seifer stood with his arms folded, leaning back against the desk as his eyes panned the class. People close to Seifer would have noticed the slight tightness of the jaw, the hands slightly curled around his arms as he kept his strategy in mind; Don't make excuses for yourself, appear strong or they will question you, and he'll figure out the rest as he went along.

Maybe I should have planned this a little better. Curse you Squall for having so much faith in me.

Though the thought made him smile inwardly; it felt good for someone to have faith in him. Hyne, Seifer didn't know why, but he wasn't going to question it.

Seifer was a natural actor, and the class wasn't wise of how he truly felt. The class was a sea of uncertainty and weariness as they eyed the tall and infamous man. Some studied him in surprise, having imagined him differently, others very plainly unhappy with him as their instructor as they muttered under their breath. The rest just didn't care; a teacher was a teacher, they all sucked as far as they cared.

"Since this is my first day," he pushed himself off the desk, "I'm going to have a little fun with it and get acquainted with all of you," his usual smirk caused a few eyebrows to raise, "on a more personal level." He flashed a sly smile, starting to find himself easing into the role.

"Everyone take their weapon of choice and head to the training grounds," he lifted his own gunblade, testing it by slicing through the air a couple of times. The students shuffled out slowly, glancing at him as they dragged their feet, clearly unhappy with the instruction, yet curious.

"Alright, move it. It's only going to make it drag longer," he poised his gunblade on his shoulder, holding it straight up into the air against it.

A few of the girls caught each other's eyes as they passed him; he made sure to have his best cocky arrogant ass smirk on his face, his chin lifted slightly. The show seemed to work.

He followed the last student, unfortunately for that student, who happened to be a timid boy. The boy would have run ahead if it wouldn't have been so obvious; he stood out already and didn't need to be associated with the lapdog.

Once all had piled into the clearing, Seifer strolled up into the middle, "Alright. Attack me," he held his gunblade loosely at his side. The long white trench coat hugged his broad shoulders, touching along his long legs covered in a similar material. The black and white trimmed vest underneath standing out against the pale outfit and tanned skin. It was still early in the day and the training grounds were filled with the morning light, giving Seifer's hair the look of spun gold. He seemed like a powerful mythological warrior of the past, who now stood taunting them.

A soft 'what?' emanated from the students as they looked at him. His smirk only grew bolder, "None of you are too bright, or rather is it none of you can hold their own against me?" he raised an eyebrow, arched over the mocking gem eyes.

"We can't attack an instructor," a male redhead muttered, "we'll get in trouble."

"I give you permission to do so," Seifer indicated the group, "They are all witnesses. Besides," he paused, cocking his head to the side and slightly back, managing to look arrogant, "you don't honestly think any of you will do any damage, do you?" he chuckled, causing a few of the brasher students to frown at the bite to their pride.

"It wouldn't be fair, there's like thirty of us here," a young woman exclaimed, growing alarmed.

"It would give you a chance," Seifer's air of arrogance seemed to be working. He could see some of the students edging closer, poised to strike, and needing very little to edge them on.

Seifer watched their faces, swinging his blade, "Only one person has ever beaten me," he lifted his gunblade, "I'll take it easy on you." He almost laughed as some students ground their teeth together, now barley holding back their urge to beat that cocky attitude out of him.

"Come on! This is an order. Let's see how weak you are," he hissed with amusement.

It only ever takes one person to give courage to others, and so it was now too. A hot headed brunette lunged for Seifer, which he infuriatingly smirked at and side stepped the weak attack. Others quickly joined in, and Seifer's instincts kicked in.

All seemed to slow and become sluggish but him as he quickly avoided hits, kicks, and low blows effortlessly. He knew what areas to strike to stun and incapacitate the attacker, and he went for it. Areas like the back of the head, the legs, and so forth. A few students were close to landing a punch, but only a few actually did, and even then Seifer was hardened against pain and injury, and surprisingly enough to the students, it didn't faze him like they had hoped.

Seifer didn't miss the determination and zeal of some students; this was more to them. They had a chance at the lapdog, to be praised. He made sure to show them it wouldn't be so easy.

People always respected power, and that was something his reputation robbed him of, but he had to regain it or never gain any respect. It might have looked irrational and stupid to others, but it was actually a well thought out plan of Seifers; it would give him an advantage from several points of view.

It didn't take long before Seifer stood among kneeling students who clutched their injured limbs. Other stepped away, acknowledging their defeat, and giving up on causing any damage.

Seifer smiled triumphantly, "I was hoping at least one of your would present a challenge, but I guess I gave you all too much credit."

At that, one of the students stood, a bored look on his sharp features, eyes the color of the red desert sands. He held up a short sword, "You're overconfidence is your weakness instructor," his tone was calm and monotone.

Seifer's eyes lit up, now he looks promising. That look reminded him of Squall. Seifer raised his hand, taunting him to come at him, and so he did with a stern look of determination.

The boy definitely had potential; his thrusts were sharp and quickly, well placed and timed.

He actually managed to hold his own before Seifer decided to end it, and flung the sword out of his hand, then sweeping at his feet. As Seifer anticipated from the lack of experience against a live person, the boy tried to avoid it, and that's when Seifer brought around his free hand with a thunder spell that momentarily shocked the student. Seifer then actually kicked, knocking the boy on his ass.

Seifer held the gunblade to the exposed neck, "I still won," he chuckled. The sandy brown eyes flashed anger before he huffed, "This is stupid. Did you just do this to show off?"

"Partially," Seifer laughed, then held his hand out to help the student up, "What's your name? You have potential."

"Talon," the boy refused the help, "I don't need you telling me what I'm capable of." The boy's coldness almost made Seifer laugh, but instead he smirked in amusement. He really is like Squall.

"Everyone," Seifer spoke loudly now, his deep voice carrying authority. "Can you tell me why you lost?" He looked seriously among them as they picked themselves up.

"Because you're stronger?" someone snorted.

"No, because you failed to use my weakness against me," Seifer answered neutrally.

"How were we supposed to know that when we just met you?" a frustrated girl commented.

"There's always more than one weakness to everyone. Some are more obvious than others, but you had one in plain view, so you have no excuse." He folded his arms, "Anyone wanna wager a guess at what that is?"

"Your arrogance?" a student yelled, receiving a few chuckles.

Seifer smiled without humor, "no, my number." They looked at him oddly.

"There's only one of me, and there's thirty two of you. Yet none of you even thought to attack as a team and use that advantage. Instead," he paused, walking around while glancing at them with a hard look, "you all decided to act by yourself. Why is that? Were you trying to prove yourself or impress anyone? You might be tempted to give yourself the excuse that you had no time to do so, but that's what being a SeeD is all about."

He emphasized his next words, "if you can't be quick in your mind and body, than you have no business being here. You think the enemy is going to wait for you?" His frown softened, "this is what this course is about. To weed out those who won't make it. Rather you get cut here as opposed to on the field." He shrugged, "just think about it a little, and I don't mean with your pride."

"Any questions?" Seifer found it strange to have fallen into the role. He looked around the faces, seeing them attentive and contemplative. Well, at least he had gotten their attention, and even given them something to aspire to. "Maybe at the end, if I feel you're ready, we'll fight again. I hope then some of your will be better than now." He smiled strangely, feeling an odd sense of pride, "If any of you were wondering," he paused, "the only person who ever defeated me was the Commander Leonheart."

Soft murmuring went through the group, and Seifer looked to the sky; it was a soft blue indicating a mid afternoon. "That's it for today. I'll see you all on Thursday," he smirked as he headed off, "that'll give you some time to nurse your wounds and egos."

The students didn't really know what to make of Seifer. He was too smug for an instructor, but he seemed to know his stuff. The girls noted appreciatively that he was gorgeous; they'd make sure to dress a little better for the next class.

As most students now discussed Seifer among themselves, one student stood glaring at where Seifer was last; darkened copper eyes narrowed.


-

"So," Squall asked as he pulled the shirt over his head, "how'd the class go?" Casting a glance at Seifer who was stretched along the bed, watching him with keen interest.

"As well as expected," he answered absently, his eyes drinking in Squall as he started to undo the belts around his waist without even an awareness of how hot he was. Squall shouldn't be doing that if he didn't want Seifer attacking him, it took all of Seifer's will power not to do so.

"It seems a sin you should wear clothes," his tone huskier than it had been a minute ago. Squall turned to look at him with a fine dark brow raised, "Would you have me walk around naked?"

"No," Seifer's eyes was causing shivers to run through Squall's body, they were darker now with lust and desire, "I wouldn't have you walking around. You'd be tied to the bed, naked."

Squall swallowed when Seifer silkily removed himself from the bed and approached him. Squall smiled shyly, "if we keep going at this rate, I really might not be able to walk, or even sit for that matter," his heart was beating rapidly now.

He could almost feel the desire oozing from Seifer as he stepped closer to him. A pair of calloused fingers reached up to tip the pale chin up, his voice low and rough, "anything wrong with that?" his lips now brushing the words against the rose dusted lips that almost trembled in pleasure. Squall still couldn't believe the effect Seifer had on him, he seemed to lose all control and just become a pool of pure lust around the tall handsome blond.

"Not at all," he whispered, surprised at the breathlessness of his own voice. A tongue licked timidly at the lips that seemed too warm now. Seifer's eyes flashed with passion as he captured those lips viciously, causing Squall to freeze against him, his mouth soon meeting the greedy need in the other's lips.

He felt his whole body heating up as his blood coursed through him into his groin, he felt it lengthen and harden, and he spread his legs a little to accommodate the growing member.

Squall yelped when he felt a large hand slide down his back to beneath the waist band of his pants before cupping the plump pale mound of Squall's ass, kneading it slowly as he pushed his tongue into Squall's mouth, pumping it into the other's mouth and causing Squall to arch and moan deeply.

Squall found his hands reaching under the other's obstructive tight shirt, feeling the hard solid body warm beneath his fingers. He remembered the feel of Seifer leaning over him, panting as he thrust into the smaller body, causing him to tremble slightly at the power of the memory. His mind often wondered back to the gorgeous blond while he was supposed to work, he couldn't rid the scent of Seifer off his skin, nor his feel of him. Seifer for his part, was trying with great difficulty to pace himself, but the way Squall was, he sometimes just couldn't. He wanted him.

Squall yelled out when he felt that same hand on his ass slide to the rosy bud between, and begin to rub the calloused finger against it in need. Seifer moaned appreciatively, "I want to make it last, but if you keep making those sounds, I wont be responsible for ramming into you senseless," he whispered roughly as his finger slid within that wonderful tight ring, watching Squall's eyelashes flutter before closing over those passion filled eyes, his cheeks flushed with color. Fuck, the way Squall looked now was just begging for him to take him.

"Seifer, oh Hyne," Squall cried out when the finger began pumping into the tight heat, causing him to pant against the other man, leaning heavily against him as his legs threatened to give up on him, "please Seifer, don't tease me."

The plea made Seifer's cock jump and he pulled his hand free immediately, receiving a whine from Squall. He tossed the pale body onto the bed, making no excuses for manhandling him. Seifer practically ripped his own clothes off, his erection springing free of the tight pants, as he greedily eyed the man underneath him. He couldn't take his eyes off Squall when he saw those crystals of grey slide down to his own cock, causing it become even more rock hard. Squall had no idea how hungrily he was looking at it, and Seifer tore the clothes off the other man's body.

"I need to be in you," Seifer whispered as he sat himself in between the prone pale thighs, caressing them slowly as he bore into Squall's half lidded eyes. Squall pushed himself against the hard shaft pressing against his tight ring, urging the other on.

Seifer wasted no time lubricating himself, and within minutes he was thrusting into the writhing brunette who was wailing as he was rocked up on Seifer's hot sex tearing into him. Seifer forced himself to slow down, letting Squall feel the full length of him buried inside. Squall found it very difficult to keep his eyes open, but Seifer was breathtaking and he wanted to see him; overwhelmed with desire and passion, Seifer looked vulnerable and beautiful.

A pale hand touched the damp tanned cheek; Seifer leaned down to kiss him gently as he slowed his pace to a painfully slow pattern, moaning against the swollen lips below his. Squall's whimper in frustration from the agonizing pace caused the pace not to last very long as Seifer started harder into him, into that unbelievable heat and tightness. He never wanted it to stop, but he felt himself grow closer to the edge, and from the way Squall was tensing, he was too. Seifer's hand reached between their bodies to take the leaking throbbing sex neglected till now, and Squall gasped sharply, his eyes flying open. "Yes, Seifer, please." Seifer began pumping the stiff organ in time with his thrusts, driving Squall to see stars. He wouldn't be able to last very long at this, and he didn't.

They soon lay panting against each other, both now spent, and covered by each other's essence. Seifer couldn't help but try to remember the last time in his life he ever felt so content and complete with someone; for the life of him, he couldn't remember. The pale beauty next to him had already fallen asleep as Seifer pulled him closer, touching his lips to the others shoulder in a soft kiss of tenderness.


-

Quistis was retelling an encounter they had had once when her attention was distracted by someone strolling into the class where Zell and herself were just about done teaching for the day.

No, correction, someone strutted in. She recognized that cocky walk anywhere; shed seen it enough times when he walked in late into her classes. He'd always make up a reason that would cause the others to crack up; he loved the attention.

Hyne that seems so long ago.

Zell watched as Seifer settled down happily in one of the seats, raising his feet to the desk in front of him, and noting a few of the girl nearby grow distracted while they snuck peeks at the handsome intruder.

Seifer managed to smirk at them from the corner of his eye, causing them to blush fiercely. He suddenly felt a foreign sting; did he feel guilty? It felt wrong to him, and he mentally frowned. What the heck was Squall doing to him?

He had a pretty good idea, and the thought of his lover made him smile.

"Okay class, we'll continue this tomorrow," Quistis finished and the class began to shuffle out.

"What an unexpected pleasure, Seifer," she smiled as she came up to him.

He gave her a disarming smile, "I'm surprised chicken didn't tell you."

She slanted her eyes towards Zell who seemed embarrassed as he joined them, "told me what?"

"Now Zell, is this any way to treat a lady?" Seifer teased as he stood and studied the two with a glint of mischief.

"Cut it out Seifer," Zell growled, turning red. He smiled crookedly at Quistis who only frowned deeper.

"Zell and I have a date," Seifer announced happily as he wrapped his arm around the smaller man who tensed up considerably under him.

"A date?" Quistis looked between them oddly. Zell just seemed to turn even redder, almost proving Seifer's words, who looked smug and content as he stood very close to the boy.

"It's not a date Quisty. He's just being an ass," Zell defended, "We're just going into town for a bit."

"Aw Zell, you're so shy," Seifer's tone loving, making him sound like a school girl.

Quistis' mouth was open, but no sounds came out.

"Quisty, really. He's just being an ass," Zell elbowed the other, glaring at him.

"O-okay," she faltered, and forced a smile, still feeling like they were hiding something from her, "well, I hope you two have fun."

Seifer winked, causing her smile to freeze, "we will."

Zell bit his lip and walked out quickly, and only once out of earshot, hissed at the other, "What the hell did you do that for?"

"I thought it'd be good to make her a little jealous, don't you agree?" Seifer said with a dazzling smile, showing off his perfect teeth.

"Why," he swallowed, finding his throat dry, "why would I want her to be jealous?"

"Tch, figure it out kid."

"Don't call me that!" Zell turned on him, "Or I'll call this whole thing off! Don't forget I'm doing you the favor here," Zell glared hotly.

"And I was returning it. Trust me on this," Seifer said with a sly smile, "I've been with enough people to know."

Zell sighed and dropped his head in defeat; he didn't remember why he'd agreed to this.


AN: So, what did you guys think:D Not too bad I hope? Hehe , I realize now theres not much left to the story, so I'll try to pace it !

Nowto answer thereviews! hehe

hide and X forever - Lol, Well, Im glad Im a distraction from school work! ;) I actually was worried ffnet wouldnt allow anything too graphic, so I kinda toned it down.. I dont know what they consider kinky. Hehe..but I hope the last chappie helped alittle ;) Lol..

Theres another lemon coming up soon that I think you'll enjoy ;)

Shiri Matakami -hehehe! -hugs Seifer, really hard- ;) Thank you sooo much:D Zell is vital, so dont hog him too much! lol.. Fine .. ;) u can have him then! hehe..

terribilita - Yayy! You're back! Thank you! Im really glad you still enjoy it! I like that line too, it kinda shows that Seifer always tries to act strong, but hes so sensitive and sweet... :)

Hope you liked this chappie!

Edwards-Ebed blush blush- I dont know what to say really, I feel like I just keep thanking, but I really am thankful for all of your wonderful words! It just inspires me more! Thank you!

LOL! Now share Seifer! ;) Maybe they'll let you join in..heheh..Aww, hope Seifer & Squall learn to share! ;)

Hikari Heijin - ...Aww, thank you so much:) Hehe..I think Seifer just enjoyes teasing poor Zell too much! ;) I hope you liked his first day! I think hed be the best teacher ever!...I love seeing him vulnerable too, dont you? Hes so precious!

Cya next chappie! -waves-

Red-Planet31 - Yayy! Thank you! Arent they just the best couple! Just perfect for each other!...and so beautiful together! ;) hehe.

Peanut Gallery - Alaska's Own - Of course Im right! Heheh..jk! I dont see how a clone could ...well...umm Oo thats just weird! Heheh..Zell is a bit odd so maybe thats why? ;)

Cheley -blush- Thank you! You're really too sweet to me! Seifer is forgiving, and wonderful and hot and just perfect! ..oh sigh, why cant guys like him exist AND be mine? -cries- ..heheh.
Hope u enjoyed the yumminess! ;) -munches on cookies-..mm..chocolate!