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Chapter 2
"Oh Squall! Your ok!" Rinoa squealed, running up to hug Squall, squashing the bundle in his arms.
"MEOW hiss!"
Rinoa gave a small squeal and leapt back.
"What was that Squall?"
Squall sighed.
"A cat. I found him yesterday and I'm going to see if someone lost him."
Rinoa eyed the cat distastefully.
Seifer eyed her back distastefully.
'So that's what happened to the stupid bitch. Bah sorceresses.'
"Oh, a cat. What will you do if he doesn't have an owner? Get him put down?"
"Actually, I was thinking that I might keep him," Squall said, surprising Rinoa.
"Oh. Can I pat him?"
Rinoa reached out to stroke Seifer.
Slash
"Hiss."
"Owwww," Rinoa whined, watching the blood well up from the scratch.
"Sorry Rinoa." Squall said apologetically. "I didn't think he would scratch you."
"Violent little brute" Rinoa said, glaring at the smug cat in his arms.
"I don't know. It seems to be his way of saying hi," Squall said, hand reaching to a simular set of claw marks on his cheek.
"Well, if you do keep him, better keep him away from Angelo – he'll tear your little kitty to pieces."
Seifer let off a cat-like snort.
'Like that throw rug could have a chance against me' he thought, flexing his claws. Squall smirked.
"By the way the cat's acting, I'm sure he thinks Angelo has no chance against him."
"Tsh whatever" Rinoa said, flicking her hand in mid air. "The group is going to meet together for a private luncheon in an hour in the 2nd floor classroom. Make sure you turn up – preferably without the cat" she added. "I'm off to the sickbay. Bye Squall," she said, leaning in to kiss Squall on the cheek.
"Hisss."
Rinoa stepped back quickly.
"Ah, later Squall."
"Later Rinoa."
Squall watched as Rinoa walked away before lifting Seifer up by his scruff.
"What was that for?"
"Meow."
Squall shook his head.
"Never mind. Lets go find your owner before I start expecting you to answer my questions cat."
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Squall went everywhere. The Garden's lost property, Balamb, the Pound, yet there were no sign of an owner for his little "bundle of joy." Squall sighed. So far, all the excursion had done was to let the cat's wrath extend to the pound ladies, some kids, even the door keep of Balamb Garden. Squall eyed up the cat in his arms.
"Rinoa's right you know. You are a violent little brute. There was no need to scratch up that old lady there."
"Meow."
Seifer grinned inwardly.
'Like I would let you leave me there. Looks like your stuck with me until Edea comes and changes me back to my handsome self Squally boy.'
"Hey Squall!!!"
Both cat and man squirmed under the high pitched scream that emitted from the brightly dressed girl.
"Hissss."
'Don't you even think about giving him a bone-crushing hug. I've been squashed enough already.'
Selphie stopped short.
"Ohhhhh a cat! Can I pet it?"
"Not unless you want a couple of claw marks," Squall replied.
"What you doing with a cat anyway Squall?" Selphie asked, bouncing along side Squall.
"I found him."
"Where?"
"Balamb forest."
What were you doing out there?"
"Time compression."
"What was he doing all the way out there?
"Don't know."
"Anyone claimed him yet?"
"No, but I'm not surprised. Like anyone would want a bad tempered thing like him."
Selphie smirked.
"The same thing could be said about his new owner," she muttered.
"What was that?"
"Nothing! Come on, we have to go to the luncheon now, before Zell eats it all on us."
"Hang on Selphie, I should really put the cat in my room."
"Tsh, take him with you. Maybe a bit of food will make him a happy cat," Selphie said, wagging her finger near Seifer's face.
Snap.
Seifer's teeth just scrapped the perky brunette's fingertip.
"Oh, diffidently a bad tempered thing."
Squall just grunted uncommittedly.
"He's not so bad." He replied sulkily, hugging the cat closer. Selphie giggled.
"Ok then, whatever you say Squall. I'm sure you two will get on just fine. Come on, off to the luncheon!"
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Seifer smelt the food before they had even entered the room.
'Mmmm, sausages.'
"Meow. Meow"
Squall looked down.
"Hungry huh?"
Seifer meowed in response.
"I'll take that as a yes."
Selphie grinned inwardly at the sight of Squall fussing over the cat.
'Heh heh. Who would of thought Squall was a cat lover. He's worse than Rinoa over Angelo.'
Seifer looked around the room. So far, only Zell, Quistis and Irvine had shown up, and with Selphie and Squall here, that left only Rinoa to show up.
'I wonder what they would do if they knew I was here as well?'
Spotting the table of food Seifer leapt out of Squall's arms and bounded over. Squall went to go grab the escaping cat but was halted by a voice.
"Hi Squall. Glad to see your alive man." Zell bounded up to Squall.
"Yes, I'm alive," Squall replied distractedly, looking about for his cat.
"What you looking for?" Zell asked, glancing around the room in confusion.
"um, my..."
"Woof." Angelo bounded in happily, followed by his owner.
"We're here!"
'Angelo...'
Seifer sat in silence, view blocked by the tablecloth. He could here the dog coming closer and closer, attracted by the smell of Seifer's lunch. Seifer grinned wickedly as he extended his claws and laid in wait for his oblivious prey. A bump formed in the cloth, and then Angelo stuck his head inside, coming nose to nose with Seifer. POUNCE
"Yelp!"
Angelo jumped back, franticly trying to dislodge the offending cat from his face
"Hisss."
Seifer grinned to himself. 'Ha, take that you mangy mutt. I still haven't forgiven you for chewing up my good boots last summer.'
Rinoa squealed.
"Get him off Squall! He's hurting my poor baby!"
Squall smirked.
"I thought you said Angelo would tear the little kitty to pieces," he said, but went over and pried his new pet off of the cowering dog. As soon as Seifer felt Squall's hands wrap around his stomach, he let go of the dog and sat in Squall's arms, purring away.
'Ha ha! The great Seifer wins yet again!'
Squall stared down at the smug beast in his arms.
"Again with the claws?"
Zell strutted over to see the cause of the mayhem.
"And the great hero tames the furious beast with but a touch. All hale Squall, world class SEED and saviour of distressed dogs everywhere!" Zell joked, looking over Squall's shoulder at the cat.
"When did you get a cat Squall?"
"Yesterday. Don't touch him, his way of greeting people is not very nice."
"He seems placid enough with you," Quistis said, coming over to stand by Squall.
"Hn, you weren't at the end of the wake up call he gave me in Balamb forest," Squall replied.
"Quite a cute thing, in a weird way," Irvine drawled.
Seifer crouched low in Squalls arms. Crowds had never bothered him before, but then his was 6 ft tall with a gunblade and the ability to speak. It was a whole different prospective for a smaller size. Seifer let off a warning growl, causing the three onlookers to quickly step back, unwilling to end up like Angelo.
"Cute? More viscous if you ask me!" Rinoa moaned, drawing the attention away from Seifer.
"I'm going to go get Angelo fixed up," Rinoa sniffed, leading her cowering dog away.
"Sorry Rinoa," Squall called out to the retreating girl.
"So, has he got a name yet?" Selphie asked as Squall placed Seifer on the bench in front of him. Seifer stretched out across the table, happier with the attention now that he had more breathing space.
"Not yet." Squall replied, staring down at the cat.
"Mmm, then lets think of one now!" Selphie squealed, leaning with one elbow on the table.
"How about 'Moggy'?"
"Na, 'Brute'" Irvine added.
"How about... Twinkle?"
"Hiss."
"Zell, that's a girly name," Selphie said, sighing at the blonde. "Even he knew that it wasn't any good, and he's a cat."
"Umm, what about 'Pouncer?'"
"Kitty."
"Wolfie."
"Sunny One."
"Sunny One?"
"Ok, maybe not."
The group went on, names going from weird to weirder.
'Hyne help me, I'm about to be named by a bunch of idiots.'
"Mmmm," Selphie muttered. "None of those names seem to fit kitty over here."
The group stared at the nameless cat.
"Let see, he's arrogant, viscous brute with an attitude problem and no good qualities that I've seen just yet," Zell said.
"Sounds like Seifer," Quistis said giggling.
"I wonder what happened to him?" Squall said thoughtfully.
Zell snorted. "Who cares what happened to that jerk. Hopefully he ended up with Ultimecia in hell or somewhere like that. Serves him right."
"I know what I'm going to name him," Squall said, picking the cat up by it's scruff.
"Almasy."
"Almasy?"
"Yeah. It seems to fit him, and besides, its my cat and my decision so Alamsy he is."
Zell threw his arms up in defeat.
"Whatever. Lets eat. I'm starved."
Seifer rubbed his head against Squall's hand.
'Jerk huh? Well fuck you too Zell, but dang, that remark actually hurt.'
Squall placed some chopped up meat in front of Seifer.
"Here you go Almasy."
"Meow, Purr."
Things just suddenly seemed brighter.
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ANAnother chapter done and posted. I'm quite pleased with myself, i managed to get a chapter up on both my stories at the same time. Thanks to my reviewers, it always makes my day to read them. Remember to read and review, helpful criticsim always welcomed.