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Thanks sooooo much everyone, for reviewing! I'm glad you all liked the emotional bit…

Like I promised, Squall and Seifer's relationship won't change drastically because of what happened, because that's just the way I think they would both act…

Hope you like this new chap!

Enjoy!!

Chapter 6

Don't you fuckin' die on me

"The Grendel is a very ferocious dragon and is considered one of the most dangerous ones known to this day, even though it is relatively small compared to other types of Dragons, so do not let yourselves ever be fooled by its size." The instructor clicked the controller in her hand and a holographic projection of the aforementioned monster appeared in front of the rows of desks where the students sat. A few gasped through out the room, mostly the girls.

As Seifer closed his eyes, he laid his chin in his left palm lazily, sighing in exasperation.

Two weeks had passed since Seifer had arrived at Garden… since Squall and him had experienced that very strange conversation… and the tall blond already felt like abandoning his wish to become a SeeD. He already knew everything there was to learn in his classes and every day felt like an eternity… a very boring, useless, eternity…

"Hey…" someone whispered beside him, nudging his stomach softly.

"What?" Seifer whispered back, opening only one of his lids slightly to gaze at his left curiously, his eyes falling on Zack who always sat beside him in class. His dorm mate and he had become friends in these last weeks. Seifer found the younger boy entertaining… plus he was really cute too… so that helped…

"Don't fall asleep; she's going to kill you and you can't afford that, can you?" Zack informed, glaring severely at the older young man. Seifer rolled his green eyes.

"Your concern touches me, darlin'…" he winked suggestively, lying back in his chair lazily as he folded his arms behind his head. Zack blushed deeply before looking away quickly, which caused Seifer to grin devilishly.

"Seifer, would you please explain us how to effectively defeat a Grendel?" the instructor asked, apparently satisfied with herself of thinking she had found the 'perfect' opportunity to embarrass the former Sorceress's Knight.

Oh, she thought Seifer was clueless, did she? The tall blond smiled almost charmingly at her.

"Grendels are known for their tremendous stealth and speed. You should remember to always cast slow and meltdown on it at the beginning of a battle. Another effective way is to cut its tail off since it's the source of the Grendel's energy and is uses it in its various, if not most deadly, attacks. The Grendel will also lose its balance once it has no more tail."

Everyone was staring at him with their eyes wide, impressed, as Seifer finished speaking. He smirked proudly.

As he looked to his left in the corner of his eyes and saw Zack looking up at him in admiration, Seifer couldn't help but wink at him once more, making the dark haired youth flush once again. He then looked back at the instructor, holding himself back not to burst into a loud fit of laughter at the angry expression she was sending at him. She obviously wasn't pleased that Seifer actually knew what he was talking about.

The sight was hilarious, of course, yet Siefer couldn't help but feel upset. This was another reason why he wasn't so sure coming back to Garden had been a good decision after all… why he felt like giving up every day. Why couldn't his instructors be pleased with his good answers and improved attitude instead of reveling in his errors just because he was Seifer Almasy?

Just stop thinkin' about it, Almasy, you knew this would happen if you came back… now live with the consequences…

So once again, for the millionth time, Seifer resisted the urge to flip that bit – instructor off.

Life wasn't fair and he just had to live with it… at least until he finally became a SeeD… and that he would… oh yes…

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"Squall?" the brown haired man looked up from the scattered files on his desk, his stormy eyes widening in shock at the sight of the Asian woman wearing a blue, short, summer dress standing in the door frame of his office. She smiled brightly at the surprised look on his face.

"Gee, nice to see you too!" she pulled her tongue at him, walking inside and sitting down at the arm chair in front of his desk.

"Sorry…" he said, dropping the file in his hands, with the rest of the other files on the desk. "So, what brings you back here, Rinoa?" he asked, smiling weakly. He never would get used to the whole smiling thing, but it was better to do it half-heartedly than nothing at all, especially when you were with General Caraway's daughter or else fear her undesired (not to mention very annoying) reproaches.

"Oh… I was just passing by, to see how everyone was going and all…" she grinned at the frown on her friend's face. "Yes, Squall… it's a normal thing to do; visiting your old friends, y'know?" she teased.

"Right… well… good… I guess…" he brushed the light brown locks away from his face, only to have it flutter right back in its initial place. "So what are you doing here?" he insisted.

"You're one of my friends too? We broke up… so what, Squall, we're still friends… and I'm not going to try anything on you, I promise!" she winked. The SeeD commander released the breath he hadn't even noticed holding back… seeing Rinoa again had caused several unpleasant feelings to rush inside his body, which slightly unnerved him. Seeing Seifer again had made him feel happier than seeing his ex-girlfriend - which he had stayed under good terms with after their break-up - was making him feel presently. You're fucked, Leonhart… thought you knew that by now?

"I heard Seifer's back at Garden?" she said hesitatingly. Why was she hesitating? Why was she looking worriedly at him this way?

He glared suspiciously at her. "… so what?" he snapped. Rinoa blinked at him.

"Well, I don't know… I just thought that maybe it could have upset you to see him again after everything that's happened…" she mumbled, her eyes fogging with emotion as unpleasant memories invaded her carefree conscience. She blinked them away quickly, smiling ever more happily. How Squall wished he was able to do such a thing as push away his thoughts so easily.

"I'm the one who convinced Xu to let him back in…" Rinoa, blinked, surprised at the young Commander's words.

"How long ago was this?" she asked softly.

Why is she being so careful about the subject? I'm not weak! I don't care what happened with the entire Ultimecia affair… Seifer was being controlled!

Squall frowned in thought. Well maybe I was a bit more upset when I first saw him… but… not anymore… not after what he told me…

"Seifer is not dangerous anymore, Rinoa… he was being controlled the whole time… we figured this a long time ago, remember?" he glared more firmly at her this time. Something flashed through Rinoa's eyes… some sort of recognition… although to what, Squall couldn't begin to imagine what it could have been. She then smiled somewhat mischievously at him.

"You really think so?" she raised an eye brow at him, which only caused Squall to frown deeper. Why did this woman have to be so confusing?Why did everyone seem to notice things Squall never could seem to fully grasp? Why did he always end up feeling lost and stupid when he was well aware that he was far from it?

Squall brought a gloved had to his face, pinching the bridge of his nose before brushing his fingers through his long tresses of hair, combing them backwards only to have them sliding neatly back into place.

"Yes, I'm sure… and I'm sure everyone else thinks so too… the Seifer we all knew before the War was a bastard, but he wasn't a murderer. He loved the action of a fight… but that's all," Squall explained, causing Rinoa to raise her eyebrow at him again.

"You seem to understand him pretty well…" she said thoughtfully.

"… whatever…" Squall said in a bored tone, shaking his head as he took the file he had been studying before Rinoa's arrival.

"I can see things, Squall…"

"You're a Sorceress, not a freaking voodoo witch…" Squall snapped, not even looking up from his work. He had been a fool to think declining the position of Headmaster would have saved him from paper work, being Commander seemed to require even more of the damn thing…

"What're you doing?" Rinoa asked after several silent moments as she sat down on an empty corner of the desk, gazing down curiously at the scattered stack of papers all over Squall's desk.

"Should I even have to answer that question?" the unruly haired man said, writing down something.

"Well, of course you're doing paper work, but what's it about?" the young woman asked.

Squall's head snapped up, glaring at the girl impatiently. What's wrong with you, woman, can't you see I'm trying to fuckin' work?!

"I swear, I'll stop bothering you and leave after this one!" Rinoa blinked her eye lashes sweetly, causing Squall to roll his eyes, sighing.

"Just re-assigning new SeeDs to the Esthar region, re-organizing plans and such… a lot of our forces have been focused in the re-adaptation of Esthar ever since the end of the Sorceress War; there still are a lot of monsters running lose through the city…" the SeeD Commander explained with an uninterested tone, focusing once more on his much too numerous files.

Rinoa jumped, gasping in realization. "That reminds me… have you seen Laguna, lately?"

Squall's fingers around his pen crisped tensely, his shoulders cringing as his stomach jolted nauseously, before he forced his body to become normal again and he resumed his writing.

"No…" he mumbled, forcing the emotionless mask to slide back properly on his face. Apparently, it did not work since Rinoa was again staring at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong, Squall," she demanded; it wasn't a question, it was an order and she made it quite clear by laying her hands on her hips.

"Nothing… leave me alone…" he insisted. Rinoa didn't move.

Squall looked up, slowly, glaring at the young woman menacingly. "Unless you hadn't noticed, Rinoa, I have a lot of work to do."

"Well, that's a reason more to tell me what's wrong, isn't it? The sooner we're done, the sooner you can continue," she persisted stubbornly.

The brown haired man's jaw twitched and he stood up abruptly. He walked harshly towards the shorter girl, grabbing her arm as he pulled her towards the door.

"Wha – Squall! You can't just throw me o-"

"Yes, I can," he hissed through clenched teeth, tightening his grip around her bare arm. "You're a civilian, as I recall, and I'm the Commander of this establishment, so unless you want me to call in the guards on you, you'll just walk away nicely…" he warned, pushing Rinoa outside coldly and releasing her arm before walking back to his desk and resuming his paperwork.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the dark haired woman standing in the door frame for several minutes, her hand still lying on her hips angrily, before she finally groaned in defeat and strolled away heatedly.

That's one problem settled… Squall sighed, reaching a hand up to his face as he massaged his temple. This would be yet another very long day… and everyone else was out enjoying their Friday night… God I fucking hate being Commander…

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"Seifer?" the scarred blond man looked up from his book, raising an eyebrow questioningly at the lithe form of the youth standing in the doorway of his room. It was sort of late, how come the teenager wasn't out partying with his friends on a hot Friday night?

His emerald eyes lingered on Zack as he studied the young man's form a little longer than he usually allowed himself to…

Ever since he'd met Zack a few weeks ago, he'd thought him cute… well more than cute… those soft dark locks which fell before his onyx eyes, made him adorably handsome. His soft, ivory skin complimented beautifully his dark shade of hair and that smooth, luscious mouth was to die for… not to mention that lithe, yet muscular body- well let's just say that if Seifer didn't have a least bit decency left in his body, he would have hurled himself at the young man and taken him many times by now.

Seifer straightened himself on his bed, sitting up, laying his back against the wall.

"What's up, kid?" he said as Zack entered his room, sitting on the arm chair a few feet away from his bed. Seifer always gave his younger friend this title to make his own train of sinful thoughts leave his mind.

"I have a name you know…" Zack grumbled, glaring at him.

"Oh, I know, but I got a reputation here, y'know!" Seifer flashed a devilish grin, seeing the younger boy's frown.

"I've heard you're the person in Garden's history who's tried out the SeeD field exams the most times without even being accepted…" Seifer's mischievous gaze turned into a glare, but he decided to listen to wherever Zack was going with this.

"I was just wondering why you decided to come back here even though you failed all those times, and knowing that people would look strangely at you even more so 'cause of what happened with the Sorceress and all… weren't you scared of what could have happened? Of the people's reaction?" Zack gazed at him in interest as he asked all of this.

"I'm not scared of anything… being cautious only stops you from obtaining your dream…" Seifer smirking cockily, "… but you should be little more…" Seifer stood up slowly, walking predatorily towards the sitting boy.

He heard the dark haired cadet gulp nervously as he shrank deeper into the armchair. Seifer gave a feral grin, lowering his upper body to bring his face to the level of the youth's face as he laid his hands on both of the chair's arms and by doing so, trapping the boy in his seat.

Seifer could hear the pace of the Zack's breathing quicken as he pushed his face even closer to the other's. He felt the dark haired youth gasp loudly as he tilted his head to the side, bringing his mouth to his ear, nearly touching the skin.

"Boo…" Seifer whispered against the soft earlobe before pulling away, straightening up as he laughed loudly.

"What the hell is your problem?!" Zack shouted as he stood up abruptly, blushing in embarrassment… or was it something else?

Seifer fell on his mattress, laughing hysterically.

"Oh man… that was… just… too much!!" he exclaimed, choking on the words between throaty chuckles.

"That wasn't fucking funny!" Zack growled furiously.

Seifer stopped laughing abruptly, hearing the younger boy's tone and realizing he had truly angered him. Sitting up on his bed, he looked at Zack. The murderous glare the usually dark, wide, innocent eyes were now sending at him nearly made the tall blond squirm.

"Hey… it was just a joke, Zack…" he defended, shrugging.

"Well, it wasn't fucking funny, okay?" the short young man howled angrily. "I don't know what the fuck you're trying to prove, Almasy, but it's not working!" with that, the dark haired youth stormed out of Seifer's room, leaving the older man to frown guiltily as he slumped against the mattress miserably.

"I really suck at this…" Seifer moaned gloomily, as he smothered a pillow on his face, groaning angrily.

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The week-end had finally arrived and Seifer Almasy was extremely thankful for it as he lay sprawled against the fountain at the Garden Entrance, wearing his usual black baggy pants, low on his waist, and his dark blue V-collared tank-top under his grey, long and heavy trench-coat.

He dug his left hand in the inside pocket of his coat and took out a pack of cigarette. Taking his lighter from inside it, he brought a cigarette between his lips and flicked the lighter, closing his eyes as he instinctively brought the flame to the tip of the tobacco stick.

"Hey! No smokin' in here!" a familiar, energetic voice exclaimed. The cigarette was pulled away from his lips before Seifer could even open his eyes and protest.

"Don't you know this shit is bad for you?" the voice said as Seifer opened his eyes and glanced up at a grinning, SeeD uniform clad, Zell Dincht who stood before a group of junior cadets that were all no older than 10 years of age.

Seifer bent his upper body to the side, cocking his head to examine them better. They were all staring at him in fearful curiosity. Seifer smirked evilly at them, causing them to all cringe at the same time as they took a step back.

Seifer glanced back at Zell, raising an eyebrow at him mockingly. "Got yourself a fan club Chicken Wuss?" he exclaimed. Zell instantly glared at him.

"I'd watch your words if I were you, Almasy," The blond, spiky haired young man warned.

Seifer stood up slowly, straightening his full, impressive height before the much smaller man, who followed his whole movement with his eyes, raising his chin slowly to hold the glare he was shooting at the former Sorceress's Knight.

"And why should I? Gonna set your kids loose on me, are you?" Zell looked very vulnerable indeed, standing before the taller man who towered him over 5'5" form, but he held the glare courageously still, smirking in a satisfied manner at Seifer's words. He folded his arms over his chest proudly, closing his eyes and sniffing in superiority.

"Because, unless you haven't noticed, these kids are my students, which makes me an instructor; meaning… your superior… you know, the kind of people that can make you sweep floors for hours and hours of fun if you piss them off?"

Seifer's eyes widened slightly, before he began laughing loudly. Zell gaped at him, confused. His jaw almost hit the floor when Seifer, the one whom had taunted him since the early age of 3, swung his arm around his shoulder, still chuckling.

"Hyne… this is the best I've heard ever since I got here… Zell Dincht… kiddy instructor!" he burst into a loud fit of laughter once more, still holding the shorter man around his shoulder.

Zell, uncomfortable, looked down at his students and pushed himself away from Seifer.

"Alright, Hotdog-Squad, go back and wait for me by the Quad… Irvine should be there, just tell him I had to do something important… he'll take you guys to Balamb, alright?" he said, just as Seifer began laughing even louder.

The kids all straightened up, saluting their instructor, chanting loudly "Aye, sir!" before they all scuttled away back inside the Garden.

"H-Hot… dog… squad!" Seifer sobbed hysterically in his amusement, brushing the tears of mirth away from his eyes.

"Shaddup!" Zell said, but couldn't help but grin up at the laughing man. His chuckles were endearing. He had never seen the arrogant bastard laugh in any other way than a bitter, movking manner before today.

When Seifer's chuckles diminished and he sat back down on the fountain railing, Zell followed, sitting beside him.

"So, I'd heard you were back… I was really busy these last few weeks or else I woulda come to see you sooner."

Seifer's chuckles had finally died away, but he still looked as amused, his eyes shining with mischief as he stared at his child-hood friend.

"Aaaw… Zelly wuvs me! Please… I really don't need your bullshit compassion, Chicken Wuss…" Seifer shook his head, pushing another cigarette between his lips.

The tattooed man frowned, tearing the cig away from him and crushing it between his fist.

"Fuck! I pay for these things, Chicken!" Seifer growled, glaring murderously at spiky haired fellow.

"That shit is bad for you! We're not allowed to consume any kind of drug in Garden and you know that as well as I do… besides, being a fighter like you are, I'd figured you were smart enough not to ruin your health," Zell shrugged uninterestedly, "… guess not…"

"Fuck you…" Seifer groaned, which caused Zell to beam brightly at him. "I don't smoke anyways… I just puff on 'em from time to time to relax…"

"You need to go to a Massage Salon then…" Zell's icy eyes twinkled with mischief as he raised his hands up, slowly bringing them closer to Seifer's body. "Or maybe you'd want me to do it?"

The emerald eyed man's face twisted in disgust. "Don't you fuckin' dare…" he warned, causing the other to chuckle.

"Aaaw… but don't you wanna feel my miracle fingers?" he twitched his eyebrows suggestively.

Seifer's eyes widened in horror. "You're scaring the shit outta me, Dincht…" he pushed his body a few inches away from Zell's which caused the man to chuckle once more.

"Seriously, Seifer… it's good to have you back –" Zell glanced down at his knees "- even though you're bastard and all…" he added quickly.

Seifer glanced at him, eyebrow raised, but then smiled weakly, as he reached out his large hand to Zell's head and ruffled the spiky blond hair, causing the younger youth to screech in horror.

"Dude! Do you have any idea how long it takes me to fix this thing?!?!" he shrieked, standing up, trying to pull the locks back in the air, glaring at his former bully, who was now laughing heartily, head cocked backwards.

Zell's glare instantly softened.

"So, what have you been doing all this time, man?" Zell asked, sitting back beside the former Sorceress's Knight, laying his hands against his knees. Seifer frowned in thought, remembering all the looks of horror and hatred he had received everywhere he had gone to find a new place to live in the past 6 months… in vain of course.

"Traveled a lot..." he mumbled, staring down at his feet, "I tried getting myself a job… eventually ended up in Windhill… they paid me to kill monsters. It's the only thing I'm really good at and besides, it's not like they'd let someone like me work anywhere else."

Compassion filled Zell's icy blue eyes, but he chose to ignore it. "I came back here a few times when I had days off… Security would never let me in until I fought my way up to the fuckin' Headmistress's office… freakin' shitheads…"

Zell chuckled. "Yeah, the new security dudes are pretty stubborn over here - take their jobs seriously and all - but at least they're better than those freaky faculty people, though, aren't they?"

"Ever wondered what they had underneath their robes?" both men stared at each other for several moments before shuddering in disgust. They then feel silent, both staring off into space, lost in their own thoughts.

"You've changed…" Zell finally said softly. Seifer looked up from his knees, staring off ahead with a dazed look tracing his slightly tanned face.

"I came back here to redeem myself… fucked up, huh?" Seifer smiled bitterly.

Soft clanking noise made both men look to their left. They saw a dark haired young woman wearing a blue summer dress coming towards them.

"Could you make any less noise with those?" Seifer grumbled, nodding towards the woman's low high heels, but then froze as he finally realized who she was.

"Rinoa…" he said as a sudden fear engulfed him. He felt stupid… pathetic… but in the end, he just didn't want to have to feel any guilt anymore… so he let the emotions wash over him.

Surprisingly, she smiled at him. "Hi, Seifer…" they shared an extensive stare, before Seifer broke it, looking down to his feet as he laid his elbows against his knees, holding his head between his hands.

"Rin! What're you doin' here?" Zell exclaimed, standing up to give her a quick hug.

"Just passing by, y'know… wanted to see you guys… oh, nice hair by the way, Zell!" she teased, smiling, but there seemed to be something bothering her.

Seifer frowned. Passing by? Isn't she Squall's sweetheart now?

"Just came back from Squall's office… he threw me out!" she chuckled, but it sounded very bitter.

"Something up?" Zell asked frowning in concern as he still attempted to pull his hair up in the air.

"I think he was worried I'd start hitting on him again or something. Really… he should know better; I mean, we both thought it better not to be together anymore, so why would I suddenly want to be back with him if I knew it wasn't going to work?" she chuckled again, shaking her head and smiling fondly at the thought of the anti-social, stormy eyed man.

Seifer then looked up, straightening himself. "You mean, you guys aren't together anymore?"

Both Zell and Rinoa blinked at Seifer. "It's been almost two months now…"

"Yeah, they broke it off a few weeks before you came back…" Zell explained.

"Oh… well… sorry, I guess…" Seifer shrugged.

"It's far better off this way… but I'm still worried though…" Rinoa said, frowning.

"Just 'cause he was all acting funny since he didn't want you to flirt?" Zell wondered.

"Oh no, of course not… but he became really tense when I mentioned Laguna to him… do you know if anything happened between them, or something?"

Seifer froze. Oh something happened between them alright… Leonhart's takin' it hard… wish I could help the guy, Hyne knows he fuckin' deserves to lay off the stress… or maybe it's just caffeine… hell he probably needs to lay off both… psychotic bastard…

When he looked up, both Zell and Rinoa were staring at him strangely.

"He's smiling dreamily…" Zell whispered behind his hand at Rinoa.

"Should we take cover?" she whispered back, which caused both of them to chuckle and Seifer to snort.

"Do you know anything, Seifer?" Rinoa asked suspiciously.

Seifer blinked awkwardly. "Oh, so now you think the guy who's been the Ice Princess's rival since the beginning of time, has become the confident, huh?" the blond haired man felt the urge to snort loudly at the irony of it all.

Rinoa narrowed her eyes suspiciously at him.

"All I know, is that the last time Squall saw Laguna, was the day after Seifer arrived. He'd requested Xu the permission to speak with Squall in private, but he didn't tell anyone what the President had said to him, that I know of… as far as I'm concerned, it's none of my business, really…" Zell shrugged.

"Exactly what Leonhart would say…" Seifer smirked before standing up. "Well… I'm off people… later…"

"You know, Seifer…" Rinoa began, causing the man to look over his shoulder, eyebrow raised questioningly.

"Squall seems to think pretty highly of you, from what I picked up between the lines, when I spoke to him earlier,"

Seifer frowned. Is this a trick question or something? What the hell?

"Does he now?" he simply replied before turning around and walking away back inside Garden. He couldn't help but smile to himself. What if Rinoa had said was true? That Squall thought highly of him? The mere thought sent butterflies through the tall blond's stomach. No one had ever thought highly of him that he knew of… and Squall was just… was just… well… Squall…

The weak smile tracing his lips widened. Yes, Squall was certainly something. Strong-willed, determined, clever, thoughtful… Seifer admired him for all these things, but for his ability to control his emotions, more specifically… and he possessed such raw energy, even though, with his quiet and cool exterior, he rarely showed the burning passion inside his soul. The unruly haired man only showed it while fighting and even then, he rarely revealed anything. The only few times Seifer had glimpsed it in the man's stormy eyes was when he had fought with him… his rival…

Oh yes, the irony of it all…

The Garden was very silent at this time of day during week-ends and Seifer reveled to that fact. Even though he was himself a usually lively man, ever since the Ultimecia fiasco, he had found the peace and quiet more and more appealing.

Squall and him hadn't spoken ever since the strange incident between them in the Training center. They'd only just walked past each other a few times. The cold man's lingering gaze towards him, which rested slightly longer than usual, was the only recognition Squall gave him as a silent explanation that nothing had changed between them, that he didn't want it to… and for that Seifer was glad. He felt even more connected to him than their rivalry ever had strangely made him feel in the past, but their understanding was perfect the way it had always been; silent. But every time he found himself enjoying the silence, Seifer's thoughts always found the stormy eyed brunette and the way he had let the blond rest against him as he had deliberately broken down in front of him, needing the comfort of warmth; the way Squall had told him of his bothers as if trying to reassure his rival in a strange way…

Just as he was about to reach the dormitories, a low shriek echoing through the corridors suddenly caught his attention. Seifer stopped dead in his tracks, frowning, as he looked around. Had he just imagined the sound?

And then it came again, even louder… but this time, it sounded more like a cry… and it was followed by laughter… cold, malevolent laughter.

Seifer rushed out of the Dorm hall and towards where he could hear the sounds coming from. He stopped in front of the hall which led to the training center.

Another pained cry, followed by a loud thump and laughter again.

Someone's being beat up… the realization dawned on Seifer as he ran towards the Training Center, stopping dead his tracks as he saw two young men hovering over a weaker one, who lay lifeless on the ground surrounded by a small pool of blood.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Seifer growled angrily. The guys both stood up, startled as they whirled around.

The red-haired one seemed to look relieved as he recognized who it was. "What do you care? Like you haven't done this to fuckin' fags like him, before?" he mocked, kicking the still form of the young man lying, beaten, on the floor, who moaned in pain.

Seifer glared menacingly at them, walking predatorily closer to them. "Unlike you shits, I know what the word "honor" means… and beating someone up, two against one and taken by surprise ain't it…" he hissed threateningly.

The two teenagers suddenly looked horrified and ran away. "I'LL GET YOU YET YOU FUCKIN' COWARDS!" Seifer barked at their retreating backs. He strode over to the unconscious youth, kneeling beside him, only to gasp in horror as he realized who the person was.

"Zack…" he choked, quickly pushing an arm under the youth's shoulder and the back of his knees, pulling him up as he hurried over to the infirmary, clinging the younger man to his chest. "Don't you fuckin' die on me…" he whispered pleadingly.

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TBC…

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Author's note:

Ouch!!

Alright, I know it seems like there's been a lot of lust from Seifer towards, Zack and that won't change… but I promise you, this WON'T be a Seifer/Zack fic in the end…

It WILL be a Seifer/Squall no matter WHAT it may seem like at some places and no matter what might happen between the two of them, so please don't worry!!

I'm waiting impatiently for your comments!

See ya soon!!