Disclaimer: Blame Japan, not me. . . -coughs- anyway, not mine, never will be and if it was, there would be no plot, het or anything but pretty boy's screwing while Selphie tapes. Bwha. Fear me.

Yeah, about the updates. . . just like, fucking shoot me or something hah. But! as a plus, you get smut. Meh! Another but, though, I love SxS so some of the first half is het, nothing too big. So, I warned thee. Selphie/Squall people, you know you like it. And plus, anything is better than Rinoa.

Warning: Lemon. Boy sex. Hotness between Seifer and Zell. FUCKING. Thought I'd warn you.

So yeah, pairings are now, S/Z and S/S. I find a lovely balance, myself. Arrogant and obnoxious, stone and translucent.

Chapter Ten: Is that your hand...on my throat? (These titles come outta my ass lol)

Selphie, the past few days, was having a hard time not paying attention to the emotionless brunette at the back of the room, who never seemed to smile.

Never smiling? To her, the idea seemed completely ludicrous! Mad, the boy must have been. Or, Selphie thought, he didn't have a very sun shined filled life. It seemed too depressing, and Selphie didn't like to be depressed if it was at all possible, nor did she like seeing other people depressed.

So, she tried her hardest to be noticed by dead eyes, to attract his daft attention to her by doing something, anything even if she thought there would be no success at all.

Zell wasn't a help, considering two annoying things. One, he spent his days screaming till he was a shade of magenta in the face at that arrogant ass Seifer Almasy and two, he and Squall weren't talking.

"Stupid pigheaded--OUCH!" Selphie ran into people a lot lately, and her thoughts seemed to take her eyes away from the ground. She looked up into stormy eyes, and for the first time, they weren't anguished.

And somehow, that made an anger vein burst. She was the one that was supposed to stop that, and someone beat her to it! Those eyes lingered on her, before becoming detached, and he stepped back. "Get out of my way."

Without hesitation, her body moved, but she still had possession of her mouth. "Why are you so sad?" She questioned softly, her voice coming out in what could be distinguished as the worst squeak. Ever.

His back to her, tensing but not turning around. His voice is chilling, although she's heard it before. "Nosy, aren't you? Stay out of my life."

And he walked away, leaving her in the wall way to the training area, alone and feeling more so than she did since her childhood.

But she wouldn't give up.

-

"Zell, get the hell off me."

Seifer's eye twitched incessantly. The annoying, ADD, crack addict that was Zell, was currently smack him with a bottle of hot sauce (where he got it, Seifer would definitely like to know because it wasn't from the cafeteria.

The bouncing blond idiot glared, hardly looking threatening, Seifer sneered. "Get off you? Excuse me, fuck you!"

God I wish. Seifer smirked. Better than this. Instead of punching Zell immediately, like he wanted to, he decided to be the more civil of the two and tackled him to the floor, bottle shattering and spilling the red liquid on his nicely cleaned floors. Oh yes, he would pay for that! It took Seifer four hours to actually clean it, instead of reading comic books and laughing at a picture he drew of Squall without a head, and not the one connected to his neck.

Zell squealed, writhed and bit Seifer, but his vigor soon dissipated when the taller boy pulled a role of duct tape (from Hyne knows where) and attached it to Zell's angry face with a grin.

"Gotta love duct tape, eh chickie? What's that, can't hear ya!" He laughed wickedly, not letting the other's wrists he currently held go, shoving a knee in between Zell's squirming legs. "Now, we're gonna do things my way and no, that does not include you trying to kill me with hot sauce. I'm going to release you, against my better judgment and you're going to tell me why the hell you came here in the first place. Yes?"

Zell nodded.

Taking perverse pleasure in ripping the duct tape off at a slow, painful pace, Seifer got off the blond, pulling them both up. His hand snaked out and cupped Zell's jaw, jerking up to meet his eyes. "Thirty seconds, don't waste my time wench."

Scoffing and (Seifer gasped, was that a blush on little Zelly's cheeks?) Zell bit his lip. "Well, I, er, that is to say Selphie made me--"

"Ding. Time's up, dumbass. Hyne you suck with words, just spit it out dickweed. You're embarrassing you know that? And why the hell do you insist on hanging around complete air heads eh? Is it the tits, is that it?"

Sighing and crossing his arms Zell shook his head dismissively mumbling, "You're such an ass," quietly.

"Yeah, so sue me. You sound like a broken record. Now, more clearly, you can do it. . . "

"I'm not a third grader!" Zell screamed, stamping his foot to prove his statement otherwise. "And you know what, I came here to. . . to kinda make amends, because I'm sick of fighting all the time!"

Seifer slowly walked toward his bedroom, grinning maliciously as Zell began following, feigning a look of disinterest. "Well, I'm not, but of course that doesn't count for anything, I suppose?"

"Nah, not really." Seifer barely refrained from tackling Zell again. Barely.

After coaxing the smaller boy in the bedroom, he nearly locked it but decided it would be too suspicious, so he just moved his gunblade against it. Despite its petite look, it was a heavy motherfucker.

"So," Seifer began but Zell ended it.

"I'm not going to have sex with you again, I know what you were planning, retard." Zell's eyes were tired and sad, reflecting what Seifer would never show.

Snorting, Seifer sat beside him. "How do you know I wanna fuck?"

"I could feel your cock against my thigh when you tackled me, genius."

Oh, that. Seifer sighed and looked down at his pants. Yep, there it was. Good old erection was slamming up, wanting release he wasn't sure it would get. Fuckhimfuckhimfuckhim! it screamed.

And how he wanted to oblige.

"Heeey Zell, you know you liked it last time n' all. I'll even bottom for you?" He looked up with hopeful eyes and nearly jumped for joy at the contemplating look on Zell's baby face. Of course, he had no intention of bottoming, not on his life. A hole was made for a reason, and fucking his was not one it. Zell, on the other hand. . .

"Okay then."

Wow, Zell had a one track mind. Seifer grinned, laying back on the bed and unzipping his pants, even going as far as spreading his legs.

Zell's face could not have been more stunned if Seifer suddenly grew two cocks. Well, that would have been a good surprise, in Seifer's opinion.

Eagerly shoving his shorts off, Zell climbed on top of him, ass in the air while he planted lazy kisses down Seifer's neck. The older boy yawned, licking his lips and reached for the lubricant on the bedside table. Flipping off the cap, he squirted a good bit on his hand, ignoring Zell's suspicious look. He grinned. "Ever been on top chicken?"

Zell, slowly, shook his head. "Nu-no. But hurry the hell up!"

"Hm. Well then. . . "

One hand grabbing Zell's shaking hips and bringing them closer, Seifer fisted his cock and spread the gel thoroughly on it, lifting Zell up and shoving him roughly down in once fierce jerk. Zell cried out, grinding his teeth in anger. "You fucking liar! Dirty, mother fucking--"

Seifer kissed him. Hard. His tongue stroking at the other's pink lips, poking and prodding before Zell had to let out a moan, giving him entrace to the wet cavern. Seifer groaned, rocking their hips together as he tasted the sweet mouth, sweeping his tongue everything where, teeth, pallet, cheek.

He found the other boy's shy muscle and slid along it sensually, drawing out his movements before pulling away, a sigh of satisfaction escaping them both softly. Seifer's arm hooked around Zell's waist, pushing them closer as they moved, body's lined with sweat and the smell of sex in the air.

Twin moans erupted, Zell panting, eyes shut tight, leaking tears because of it. "F-faster, oh Hyne."

Seifer never liked people telling him what to do, so instead, his thrusts became languid, slow and easy, long and rough and he nearly pulled out before driving back in, Zell working furiously at meeting every pull or push.

It didn't take long, and both boy's screamed, Seifer's muffled by Zell's mouth as he collapsed, legs shaking. They didn't speak, let the silence do it for them.

But Zell never could keep quiet.

"So, like, does this mean we're not fighting anymore?"

Seifer grinned, reached over and poked Zell in the forehead. "Zelly, I think if you can keep putting out, neither of us'll ever need a reason."

Zell seemed to consider, yawning before unexpectedly punching Seifer in the shoulder. "Wait, you said I could be on top!"

"I happen to be a compulsive liar."

-

Tbc...

Thought it was a good place to stop. Phew, took me forever. I hope the sex scene was up to style, or whatever and not just random. I liked it enough. Sorry for the slow-ass update, again. Hope it helped.

Oh, anyone that just can't stand SxS? I kinda need to know.