Okay, I'm back. I went on vac to the beach, and Thurs. I got my wisdom teeth cut out & it still hurts, I'm still swollen, and I still can't eat anything good…like REAL food! (aka: anything I'd haveta chew)

Everyone who likes this story: You should thank AngelsObsession cuz she pointed out that I left a LOT of loose ends & got me writing this fic again, so go thank her… NOW!

Disclaimer: This is stupid. I'm the Dark Goddess Hekate. The FF8 realm belongs to Hyne. And Although I have gone onto negotiatations with him in order to acquire Squall and Seifer, so far he refuses to give them up to me …greedy bastard.

Warning: Yaoi…OoC-ness...I don't know of anything else.

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/Damn birds…/ If there is one thing I'm majorly NOT, it's a morning person…and really…

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At this point…

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I really wanted to kill those birds.

"-alright Squall, everything seems to be alright now. If you feel like it, you may relocate into your old room, or a new room. It doesn't really matter, hardly anyone has stayed here. However, I have heard word that the others came back earlier this morning."

If Squall gave a reply, it wasn't a verbal one.

I heard the hiss of the door as Dr. K left.

I opened my eyes to see Squall staring out of the windows.

"Hey."

When he looked at me, his eyes were almost lifeless. I held onto the hope that whatever that fear I could see was, I'd be able to help him fight it.

"Are you hungry?"

"Not really."

"Too damn bad, get your ass up, we're getting breakfast." Squall just blinked at me. "Move it!"

Slowly, painfully slow in my mind, Squall turned and slid off the bed.

"Here." I handed him some clothes I had ordered one of the…I donno… nurses, maybe? To retrieved before Dr. K let me see Squall.

"Thank you." And he slipped them on.

I swear, he has to be bi-polar. First he's depressed, crying, and wanting to die; then he's playful, and now…he's lifeless.

Squall is really making my head hurt.

"Seifer?" I jolted out of my musings to look over at Squall.

It took every bit of my self-control not to 'coo' and hug him.

I'd only told the nurse-guy to get some of my clothes, since Squall's were all too big looking anyway, but…mine were WAY too big.

Basically, Squall ended up looking like a kid playing dress-up in his dad's closet; which in turn made him really adorable-looking in my black hoodie with a red sword-cross on the front. The hoodie fell off one shoulder and the pair of loose cotton pajama-like pants that, even with the draw-strings tied, looked like they were going to fall down; and the pant's legs pooled at the floor.

It was, too cute.

Cuter when he cocked his head to the side.

I cleared my throat and motioned to the door.

"Shall we?" He nodded.

Ch. 9 is also coming along. Also, I started a new FF8 story, so if you guys like MPREGs, go check it out. Please review!