AN: I'm trying to get this updated before I leave to camp on the 30th at 3
AM.
You know the drill, you know what I own and what I don't. OH! And, I'm leaning towards the yaoi idea. It just seems to fit, besides this would be my first yaoi fic...hides don't kill me if it sucks.
Quistis managed to get Zell on his back, she set a hand gently on his chest. She was going to use a cure on him, but there was the familiar sound
of machines running, and a flash of light. Both girls winced from the
light.
"Damnit!" Quistis yelled, she looked down at Zell, she couldn't use a cure now. Shaking her head she leaned against the cell wall, 'This can't get any worse...' She started to play with the end of her long bangs, 'God, I wish
Squall was here...' She looked over at the door.
Selphie sighed, "This bites..." She grumbled. Standing up she stretched her arms, "What are we suppose to do?" She asked looking over at Quistis, "We have no shot of getting out of here...Only Zell knows what it looks like on the outside..." She looked down at the unconscious blond fighter. "How much longer do you think he can actually stand all that beating?" She asked in a
concerned voice.
Quitis licked her dry lips, "Your guess is as good as mine." She said gently as she gracefully moved her hand from her hair to her lap, "I wish I
had the answers for you, Selphie, I really do." She looked up at the
brunette, sympathy in her eyes, "But I don't."
Up in the interrogation room, a new occupant was tied to the metal chair. Seifer watched in mild fascination as the guards hit Squall. "Enough." He said smoothly. Sliding off of the table, he lit his cigarette and dropped his lighter down on the table, taking in a deep breath, he walked over to the bound brunette. Setting a hand on Squall's shoulder he looked the SeeD
dead in the eye, "You will eventually break." He said.
Squall only blinked, he had tested the ropes earlier, they could be undone,
but it would be at the expense of his skin. "I doubt that." Squall
answered.
Seifer moved away and laughed, "You think you're all that don't you?" He sat back down on the table, "Tell me, Leonhart." He started. "SeeD, what is
it?" he asked, "How did you manage to get into SeeD?" He asked.
Squall narrowed his stormy eyes, "Is that want you want to know?" He asked in mild shock. "You know what SeeD is, Seifer." Shifting his hands behind
him, Squall started to make his way out of the ropes.
Seifer raised an eyebrow, "Do I?" He asked, "Considering I'm here, and
you're SeeD, there had to be something more to it than what I thought. Now!" He slammed his hands down on Squall's shoulders, "What. Is. SeeD?"
Squall closed his eyes, and concentrated on the ropes in back of him, "I already answered that question." Squall said, he opened his eyes and glared
at Seifer.
The older blond growled and pushed away from the brunette. 'Plan B...' He looked back over at Squall, "You know." He smirked, "Chicke at least gave
us a little more to work with." He turned, hiding his wicked smile from
Squall.
Squall froze, 'Zell!? They have Zell here? No!' Looking at Seifer's back,
Squall kept a calm disposition, "What did you do to, Zell?" He asked
carefully.
"Oh, the usual." Seifer turned and started walking back to Squall, "Annoyed
him." Smirking, Seifer leaned down so he was eye level with Squall, "Although, the one thing I did like about interrogating, Chicke, was the fact..." He leaned closer, letting his warm breath pass over Squall's ear,
"He screams, he begs for us to stop...he cried for you." He lied. Moving back, Seifer saw a flash of emotion run through Squall's eyes. If only for
a brief moment, Seifer knew that he had pushed the limits.
Squall struggled to keep his breathing under control. 'No! Zell, what did
they do to you?!' He watched as Seifer moved away. He kept his eyes
fastened with Seifer's.
The older blond was silent, letting everything sink in. He knew if he played off of Squall's emotions for Zell, he would be able to get something
out of him. "That's right, stone cold." He smirked, "Zell, screamed, he
begged, he cried like the fucking chicken-wuss he is."
Growling, Squall snapped the ropes around his hands, he lunged and tackled
Seifer around the middle sending the two of them down to the floor.
Seifer was in a state of shock, Squall had somehow worked out of the ropes! He tried to get a ground under him, but was met with a fist in the face. He
brought his own left fist up and hit Squall in the side of the face,
sending the brunette to the ground. Getting up quickly, Seifer kicked Squall in the ribs, sending the brunette rolling across the floor. Squall
was still too weak from Sorceress Edea's ice attack to be fighting.
Squall was gasping for air. He felt heavy, he was lethargic, and weak. Slowly, he started to turn only to have Seifer put a foot in the middle of his back, holding him, face first to the ground. "That was cute Squall that was really cute!" Seifer growled. The blond leaned down next to the downed brunette. "But, not cute enough..." He jerked Squall up and threw him over to
a guard. "Get him out of here!" He yelled.
Selphie watched as Zell came to, he groaned and rolled to his side. He let
out a hiss of pain, and rolled back over. He wrapped an arm around his ribs. He looked like hell. It was the best way to describe it. To Selphie, he looked half dead. His once bright, blue eyes were dark, and looked as if they were sinking back, almost every inch of him was black and blue. Ugly rope burns were around his slender wrists. Her heart went out to him. She knew she couldn't use magic anymore. The soldiers had put up a force field
for that. Now was the time she wished she would have taken the advanced
medical training class at Balamb before she graduated from the academy.
"Take it easy..." A smooth female voice said.
Looking up, Selphie saw the female blond hovering over Zell. "He's getting worse, Quisy," Selphie crawled over, and sat down on her knees. She took in
Zell's now flushed checks and ragged breathing. "He's not going to last
much longer...another beating will probably do him in."
Quistis turned and glared at Selphie, "No...It won't." She said harshly. "Zell's stronger than that..." She brushed back Zell's sweat, matted hair.
"All we can do is help him in any way we can." She hissed.
Selphie back off, she searched Quistis' eyes and saw nothing but
determination and will to fight in them. Nodding slowly, Selphie looked down at Zell. His eyes were glazed with fever and pain, "C'mon Zell..." She
whispered, "Fight this."
AN: 2 Chapters in one day...aren't you the lucky crowd. I'll start working on Chapter 5 either later today, or when I get back from school tomorrow...been busy taking a course up at the community college for a while. shrug Catch
ya later!
You know the drill, you know what I own and what I don't. OH! And, I'm leaning towards the yaoi idea. It just seems to fit, besides this would be my first yaoi fic...hides don't kill me if it sucks.
Quistis managed to get Zell on his back, she set a hand gently on his chest. She was going to use a cure on him, but there was the familiar sound
of machines running, and a flash of light. Both girls winced from the
light.
"Damnit!" Quistis yelled, she looked down at Zell, she couldn't use a cure now. Shaking her head she leaned against the cell wall, 'This can't get any worse...' She started to play with the end of her long bangs, 'God, I wish
Squall was here...' She looked over at the door.
Selphie sighed, "This bites..." She grumbled. Standing up she stretched her arms, "What are we suppose to do?" She asked looking over at Quistis, "We have no shot of getting out of here...Only Zell knows what it looks like on the outside..." She looked down at the unconscious blond fighter. "How much longer do you think he can actually stand all that beating?" She asked in a
concerned voice.
Quitis licked her dry lips, "Your guess is as good as mine." She said gently as she gracefully moved her hand from her hair to her lap, "I wish I
had the answers for you, Selphie, I really do." She looked up at the
brunette, sympathy in her eyes, "But I don't."
Up in the interrogation room, a new occupant was tied to the metal chair. Seifer watched in mild fascination as the guards hit Squall. "Enough." He said smoothly. Sliding off of the table, he lit his cigarette and dropped his lighter down on the table, taking in a deep breath, he walked over to the bound brunette. Setting a hand on Squall's shoulder he looked the SeeD
dead in the eye, "You will eventually break." He said.
Squall only blinked, he had tested the ropes earlier, they could be undone,
but it would be at the expense of his skin. "I doubt that." Squall
answered.
Seifer moved away and laughed, "You think you're all that don't you?" He sat back down on the table, "Tell me, Leonhart." He started. "SeeD, what is
it?" he asked, "How did you manage to get into SeeD?" He asked.
Squall narrowed his stormy eyes, "Is that want you want to know?" He asked in mild shock. "You know what SeeD is, Seifer." Shifting his hands behind
him, Squall started to make his way out of the ropes.
Seifer raised an eyebrow, "Do I?" He asked, "Considering I'm here, and
you're SeeD, there had to be something more to it than what I thought. Now!" He slammed his hands down on Squall's shoulders, "What. Is. SeeD?"
Squall closed his eyes, and concentrated on the ropes in back of him, "I already answered that question." Squall said, he opened his eyes and glared
at Seifer.
The older blond growled and pushed away from the brunette. 'Plan B...' He looked back over at Squall, "You know." He smirked, "Chicke at least gave
us a little more to work with." He turned, hiding his wicked smile from
Squall.
Squall froze, 'Zell!? They have Zell here? No!' Looking at Seifer's back,
Squall kept a calm disposition, "What did you do to, Zell?" He asked
carefully.
"Oh, the usual." Seifer turned and started walking back to Squall, "Annoyed
him." Smirking, Seifer leaned down so he was eye level with Squall, "Although, the one thing I did like about interrogating, Chicke, was the fact..." He leaned closer, letting his warm breath pass over Squall's ear,
"He screams, he begs for us to stop...he cried for you." He lied. Moving back, Seifer saw a flash of emotion run through Squall's eyes. If only for
a brief moment, Seifer knew that he had pushed the limits.
Squall struggled to keep his breathing under control. 'No! Zell, what did
they do to you?!' He watched as Seifer moved away. He kept his eyes
fastened with Seifer's.
The older blond was silent, letting everything sink in. He knew if he played off of Squall's emotions for Zell, he would be able to get something
out of him. "That's right, stone cold." He smirked, "Zell, screamed, he
begged, he cried like the fucking chicken-wuss he is."
Growling, Squall snapped the ropes around his hands, he lunged and tackled
Seifer around the middle sending the two of them down to the floor.
Seifer was in a state of shock, Squall had somehow worked out of the ropes! He tried to get a ground under him, but was met with a fist in the face. He
brought his own left fist up and hit Squall in the side of the face,
sending the brunette to the ground. Getting up quickly, Seifer kicked Squall in the ribs, sending the brunette rolling across the floor. Squall
was still too weak from Sorceress Edea's ice attack to be fighting.
Squall was gasping for air. He felt heavy, he was lethargic, and weak. Slowly, he started to turn only to have Seifer put a foot in the middle of his back, holding him, face first to the ground. "That was cute Squall that was really cute!" Seifer growled. The blond leaned down next to the downed brunette. "But, not cute enough..." He jerked Squall up and threw him over to
a guard. "Get him out of here!" He yelled.
Selphie watched as Zell came to, he groaned and rolled to his side. He let
out a hiss of pain, and rolled back over. He wrapped an arm around his ribs. He looked like hell. It was the best way to describe it. To Selphie, he looked half dead. His once bright, blue eyes were dark, and looked as if they were sinking back, almost every inch of him was black and blue. Ugly rope burns were around his slender wrists. Her heart went out to him. She knew she couldn't use magic anymore. The soldiers had put up a force field
for that. Now was the time she wished she would have taken the advanced
medical training class at Balamb before she graduated from the academy.
"Take it easy..." A smooth female voice said.
Looking up, Selphie saw the female blond hovering over Zell. "He's getting worse, Quisy," Selphie crawled over, and sat down on her knees. She took in
Zell's now flushed checks and ragged breathing. "He's not going to last
much longer...another beating will probably do him in."
Quistis turned and glared at Selphie, "No...It won't." She said harshly. "Zell's stronger than that..." She brushed back Zell's sweat, matted hair.
"All we can do is help him in any way we can." She hissed.
Selphie back off, she searched Quistis' eyes and saw nothing but
determination and will to fight in them. Nodding slowly, Selphie looked down at Zell. His eyes were glazed with fever and pain, "C'mon Zell..." She
whispered, "Fight this."
AN: 2 Chapters in one day...aren't you the lucky crowd. I'll start working on Chapter 5 either later today, or when I get back from school tomorrow...been busy taking a course up at the community college for a while. shrug Catch
ya later!