AN: Here's more hope you like it! Plot mine! That is all! Warning FLUFF! O if you wanna get an interesting effect, listen to the Labyrinth sound track when you read this. It's just something that seamed to fit. Like the world falling down when Squall having his fit.. J!

Three. Zell's little secret.

Finally everyone was fully dressed, and sitting in a group near the bed. No one felt like moving much. Zell mad coffee for everyone, being how he was the only one capable of moving. "Do any of you know what happened last night, other than Zell?" Irvine sat the farthest from the group, with a look that suggests that he was just violated by a monkey. Everyone looked at one another. Though some were avoiding others eyes.

"Look. If you want to know you guys have to do what I say for a week." Rinoa's eyes traveled from Squall, whom she was sitting next to, over to Selphie then quickly at Zell. After a second or two she snapped sharply at Zell. "And what if we don't want to know? What then?" Zell just grinned as he handed her a cup, and glanced at Quistis, then Selphie. "Well, you can not know, but that wont stop me from tell this wondrous story to others. It's really funny man." Everyone's eyes widened in shock. Selphie and Rinoa shared a quick panic glace before looking at the floor.

"Ok Zell. What do you want us to do?" Selphie's voice was nothing more than a whisper. She was place between Quistis and the distant Irvine. Seifer, who was sitting between Quistis and the bed by Rinoa, sighed. "Ok Zell. Tell us what happened and we'll do what you want chicken-wus."

"No. No." Zell wiggled his finger at Seifer. He was sitting between Squall and the now violated Irvine. "I will tell you guys what happened in a week." Seifer grumbled at the tattooed blond. "And first off, Seifer, for a week you have to be nice to me and kiss my boots."

"WHAT!" Seifer's face twisted into a mixture of anger and confusion. "Kiss my boots or I tell the whole of garden that the great Seifer Almasy is nothing more then a vain fag." Rinoa let go a rather loud giggle. "Be that as it may," Seifer was trying very hard to control his anger, "I can still kick your ass." Zell shook his head. "Who would be frightened of a gay man, with a weapon that is clearly all compensation?" Seifer now tried to leap to his feet. All intention on killing Zell.

"Do you really want the whole of garden to think you have a small dick?" Quistis' crud words made him stop. "You know as well as I know Zell can a will spread it. He is, after all, the only one of you four who is 'out of the closet' as they say." Squall shot her a glare. "Ok three of you."

"Hey! I have said that I am bi! But man! Zell and Seifer are NOT my type." Seifer glared down at the ground, and for a short moment Zell looked hurt. "Why don't," Quistis spoke in her instructor tone so that everyone would listen carefully and know something important was coming. "you tell each of us something about last night over then week. You have all six of us as a personal servant for a week. Just use one of us one day and tell us what we did. On the seventh day we can all do what you want and then we can put our stories together. Sound good?"

Zell quirked an eyebrow. "No. you're just pissed cuz you can't remember and I'm black mailing you." Quistis glared a Zell knowing he was right. "Look. Come to my room at seven. I will tell you guys some of what happened last night. Ok?" Everyone grumbled a response and slowly milled their way out of the room. Selphie walked out with Irvine, glancing at Rinoa, who walked alone to her room. Seifer headed down to the training center. Zell smirked at Squall and Quistis who were left. "Hey Quisty." Her eyes traveled to his. They were kinder, the evil twinkle gone. "Wear your hair down this week. You look better that way." Zell watched as she took it out of her clip, then left.

"He's right." Quistis shot a glace at Squall. Shaking her head she let her hair fall over her shoulders and into her face. Slowly she lowered herself onto the floor. "Mind if I just sit here." Without thinking, she rested against Squall's legs. "I'm still really tired." Squall slid off the bed and next to her. Quistis' head flopped onto his shoulder. It was uncomfortably, comfortable to have her this close. "I think he's bluffing." Quistis raised an eyebrow and tilted her head, so that she could see his face better. Looking into her eyes, Squall had to hold back the want to brush her hair away from her face.

"Why do you say that? We were all naked. There was a lot of alcohol. I really don't think he is bluffing." Squall looked at the wall across from him. If Zell was telling the truth, then he and Quistis really did get it on last night, meaning he had betrayed Rinoa. Part of Squall hated himself from doing that to Rinoa, but part of him did not care. More than anything Squall did not want to become anything like what he hated, but seeing how he had been drunk, it made a good excuse.

A gentle nudge brought him out of his thoughts. Quistis was now curled into him, her blue eyes looking into his. There was something behind them that Squall could not decipher what it was. Slowly she titled her head up, and their lips meant in simple, sweet, true, kiss. Squall pulled away instantly. Squall turned his head away from her. The lack of warmth and weight let him know she had gotten to her feet. Slowly turning his head to where she was, Squall found nothing but her legs.

She was sitting on his bed, bare feet, hands in her lap, head hung, hair in her face. Though her eyes were focused on the floor to her left, Squall knew she wasn't really looking at it. And to tell the truth, he had never seen her look more beautiful in his life. A sad vulnerable look dance across her features. She was no long the clod strong instructor he remember, but somewhere in the back of his head a small girl on the beach popped up. She looked more like her childhood self. Squall longer to remember the days of his youth, but they were gone.

He had hurt her. Rinoa had so bluntly pointed it out to him every time he done it now. Slowly, he turned to face her and with a great deal of personal battling he placed his head in her lap. The whole time his mind was screaming that he was too close, that she was going to leave him broken if he didn't stop. But at the same time he tried to quiet this voice, saying that she had always been there for him. He could feel her tense as he nuzzled her hands. Fear, a very foreign fear, took hold of him as she began to stroke the nape of his neck. "Sorry." It was odd hearing his voice that soft and meek.

Squall was tense, his body cried in pain do to the soreness and tension he was causing it. Very fiber in his being was screaming for him to leave, go before he gets hurt. "Squall?" Looking up he found Quistis' soft eyes. It had a claming effect on him. Sliding off the bed she wrapped her arms around him. The shock of it made Squall overbalance and fall over with her on top of him. After a second, Squall wrapped his arms around her. After a second Quistis released him and sat up. "I'm sorry. I.."

Before she could finish Squall had wrapped his arms around her from behind. He was holding onto her tightly, nuzzling into her neck. The feeling of being held like that was too comforting. Squall wanted more than anything to stay in her arms. It was a comfort he had long forgotten. Sitting there Squall closed his eyes. It was like a memory that he could not fully remember.

Quistis pulled away, but Squall only tightened his grip on her. "Squall.." Sighing she tired to pry his hands off of her. Squall's mind went into a primal state. His grip tightened as his body began to shake violently. "Squall?" Hid body had clamped it's self around her. Shaking violently, she could feel moisture on her back. "Squall! I am not going to leave you. Please let me go.. You're hurting me." With her body crushed to his, she tried to sooth him. Rubbing his hands gently, she could feel him claming down. "It's ok Squall. I'm not going anywhere. I promise." The trimmers clamed. "Squall?" He whimpered softly from behind her. "It's ok. I am not leaving."

"Promise?" His voice was trembling and his grip slowly started to tighten again. "I promise Squall." Slowly he let go of her. His body visibly shaking. Squall hung his head and pulled his knees to his chest. Quistis stared at him. She had never in her life that she could remember, seen him this way. Gently she rubbed his rams till he let go of his legs. Instantly she pulled him into a hug, nuzzling his neck. "I'm sorry Squall. I promise I will not leave you. I promise." Squall's body calmed down as he held her close. His face was buried in her hair.

It took Squall several minutes to realize what had happen. His body now returned to his mind's control. Tensing he tried to pull away from Quistis, but she refused to let go. Smirking, Squall wrapped his arms back around her, and place a very soft kiss on her neck, before he nuzzled into it. "I love you Squall." His eyes widened in shock. He wasn't sure if he had heard her say it or not, but he knew she meant it. But the manner of the way she loved him was questionable.

Quistis pulled back from him. Her eyes fixed on his. Very gently she kissed his lips, though this time Squall only hesitated. Pulling back she looked him in the eyes. "I am not going to leave you. I promise." Slowly she raised a hand and caressed his face, then pulled him into a tender kiss. Something in Squall snapped. He wanted more. His whole being craved more. Hesitantly he pulled her closer and deepened their kiss. Quistis' arms around his neck.

A soft beep filled the room. Looking up from the floor they both spotted Zell. "Well.." His smirk was plastered across his face. "I see some of last night stayed." Quistis pulled away quickly, jumping to her feet. "Don't worry. I'll keep it quiet. But umm Squall man I need to borrow, your woman."

"She's not my woman." Quistis hung her head to the side so Squall couldn't see hurt look on her face. "O right man. That's Rinoa. Right?" Squall glared as he got off the floor. "Whatever."

An: Well? Tell me! O if there are any typos, it's because I sliced my finger with a meat clever. Hehe so the bandage gets in the way.

Lady Pyrefly: I really like his cd. I do like Malice Mizer. (Gackt was in that group eheh) SO yeah.. But that's who they modeled Squall after so yeah.

JadeAlmasy: Next chapter we find out what he has planed. I really made him smart in this one. Lol.

Stroke of death: TY. I can see Irvine as a cat. I don't know why. As you can tell it is a quall. I'm a sucker for them too. The first chapter was just a kinda of 'wow. What's going on' thing.

Shale 101: TY!

Zoe