Gummybears
By: Southwest Eggroll

Chapter Five: Sir Casanova

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THE NEXT DAY WAS KIND of tense. Luckily for Selphie, Pilot decided he wanted to get the lighting done first thing in the morning, so he was there to make sure Seifer didn't do anything violent. Selphie shyed away from him the whole time, not looking him in the eye, but bursting into a fit of giggles every time she did anyway.

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"SELPHIE, I DON'T WANT TO sound too forward, but can I take you out somewhere? Maybe for ice cream- something like that?" Pilot asked the next day. They were writing down a list of all the food the caterer would need to provide. Seifer had left a few minutes earlier, claiming he had someone to meet. Selphie found it so strange that while nearly all the kids hated Seifer, he had no trouble whatsoever finding a tall blonde to screw in his spare time. She guessed maybe some women found him charming. She didn't, she decided, as she ran her tongue over her teeth.

"Ice cream? I love ice cream!" Selphie replied. "So....is this like a date, or something?"

Pilot blushed. Selphie giggled. He was adorable. "Yeah, if ya wanna call it that..."

"Ice cream is my favorite food- after gummybears, of course."

"Okay then, how about I take you out- on a date- for ice cream topped with gummybears?"

Selphie put her hand to her heart. "You're preying on an innocent girl's weakness."

"Is it working?"

She grinned. "You betcha!"

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THE DATE WITH PILOT WAS going absolutely perfect. He took her to a small ice cream shop in Balamb, famous for having thirty-two flavors of ice cream. Pilot was holding a double scoop of chocolate. Selphie had wanted to set some kind of world record and eat a cone with every flavor available. Pilot cheered her on, but the sixth scoop caused the ice cream tower to collapse. Instead, she settled on a triple scoop- Mint Chocolate Chip, Really Badamb Sherbert, and vanilla- topped with gummybears of course. They were walking back into Garden, side by side.

"So...tell me about your family?"

Selphie licked her ice cream and shook her head. "I don't have one. I'm an orphan!"

"Wow. What was that like?"

"You might guess it would be a mega-bummer, but it wasn't, not for me anyway. What I remember was really awesome. I grew up with a lot of kids, so there was always someone to talk to. And Matron was the sweetest person you could imagine. She really loved us."

"Sounds nice."

"It was. Well- not all of it. Once, Seifer held my favorite teddy bear prisoner. He said it attacked Matron in her sleep, and since he was her Knight, he had to protect her. He ended up chucking it into the ocean."

"That sucks. Did he ever apologize?"

"No. But it didn't matter. Matron took us to Dollet a little later and Irvine bought me a new one with his pocket money, I think. Don't remember all that well. GFs..."

"Irvine?"

"Long story. What about you? You're not an orphan, too, are ya?"

"Nah," he said. "My mom died in the Second Sorceress War when I was three-"

"Super-duper-mega-bummer!"

"-and so it's just me and my pop. He's a great guy. He moved all the way over here from Winhill so I could be a SeeD. Sworn to defeat the sorceress. Since my mom died, I've always wanted to be a SeeD, so I could avenge her death and make it my business to defeat every sorceress that ever comes along. That's why I've got such a respect for you."

"Respect? For me?" Selphie blushed. Her ice cream cone was a melted mess, so she threw it in the trash can outside of Garden. As she did, she heard a noise. "Did you hear that, Pilot?" He nodded. She tip-toed over to the front gates. Against one of the walls, Seifer was feeling up a redhead. The redhead was-

"Shelaina?" Selphie shouted. "Oh. My. Gosh. That's super low! For- for both of you!"

"What's the matter, Selphie?" Pilot ask, walking beside her.

"What are you doing here, Messenger Girl? Wanna peice for ya'self?" Seifer's speech was slightly slurred, and he was smiling seductively at Selphie. She shook her head and walked to him, ignoring Shelaina's glares.

"You're drunk," Selphie declared.

"No...hic...not at all," he said. "I don't know what you're talking about, Sefie."

Selphie frowned at him, then at Shelaina. "How much did he drink?"

"I don't know. It's none of your business, anyway," Shelaina replied, putting her arm around Seifer's waist.

"Yeah Sefie, none of your bizneth-bizness-bizneth," Seifer agreed lamely. Selphie stuck her tongue out at him.

"Selphie, let's go," Pilot said from behind her. He put his arm around her hip in a protective manner. Seifer saw.

He grinned at Pilot. "Oh, I see how it is. Hopin' to get lucky t'night, eh...Wha's your name?"

"Pilot. Let's go, Selphie."

"No," Selphie said. "I will not. He had no right to say that to you. And-"

"Seifer, I didn't come here for this. I'll...see you tomorrow," Shelaina said. "Selphie." She walked off, swinging her hips and whistling.

He glared daggers at Selphie. "This is the second time you've ruined- oh, shit..." His voice trailed off, and he leaned over the wall. Seifer threw up. Selphie rolled her eyes and looked at Pilot apologetically.

"I'm really sorry, Pilot. You better go back in. I'll take care of Sir Casanova."

Pilot glared at Seifer's back. "Come with me."

"No, he's throwing up all over himself. It's not in me to just leave him like that. And besides, I'll get my revenge. He's going to have a massive hangover tomorrow. Teehee, I'll have fun. So...see you tomorrow?"

Pilot nodded. He kissed Selphie on her cheek and, throwing a suspicious glance back at Seifer, walked into Garden, hands in his pockets. Selphie turned to Seifer and sighed. She walked up to him, sighing some more and shaking her head. He was leaned over the wall, coughing up snot. Selphie put her hands on his shoulders and patted his back. She didn't know if it would help, but it seemed right at the moment. Seifer turned over and slid down so he was sitting with his back against the wall and his knees propped up.

"I am wasted," he said loudly.

Selphie looked down at him. "No kidding. Can you get up?"

Seifer got to his feet, and the world started spinning. He nearly fell, but Selphie held him up as best she could. He was twice her size, so it was quite a job, but she managed. "We're gonna start walking now. Think you can handle it?" He laughed, and they walked into Garden together. "We're gonna have to be quick. Drinking isn't allowed at Garden. And I don't think you'll be able to hide it."

"That Pilot guy kissed you," Seifer said. Selphie let him go and looked around the corner. She came back for him and they walked around the hall. "Did you hear me? That Pilot kissed you. Hehe...Pilot, like a plane. Does he fly planes-"

"Seifer. Shut up."

"Ay, you can't tell me to shut up, Messenger Girl."

"Where's your dorm?"

"I think it's this way...or maybe it's that way. Why're the lights so goddamn bright?"

"It's dim, Seifer." Selphie steered him into the dorm halls, looking for his dorm. She had no idea which was his. Selphie was hoping Seifer would come to his senses soon and be sober enough to at least point out his dorm.

"Really? So how come you let that Pilot guy kiss you but not me?" he asked.

Selphie spotted a dorm with Traitor!! written in pink. It had to be his. "You just threw up. I wouldn't kiss you to save my life." She opened up his trench coat and looked around for his keys. They weren't on the inside pocket, so she stuck her hand inside his jean pockets, without any hesitation.

"Hey, I know I'm sexy, but control yourself. We can't do this out here." She moved her hands and reached into his back pockets. "Oooh, feisty aren't you?" His speech was improving, but he was still competely out of it. Selphie unlocked his dorm and pulled him in. She literally threw him onto the bed. He landed with a soft thump. "Damn, Sephie. I never thought you'd like it rough." Selphie started searching his drawers for asprin. "In the nightstand. Second drawer," he said.

Selphie opened the second drawer. It was filled to the top with ridiculous looking condoms. She couldn't help it- she giggled and lifted up a package. It was a small box of ShivaCat's Cherry Flavored Condoms- Doing it since 3019. "You've got to be kidding me. You actually use these things?"

"Yeah, girls like 'em." He started unzipping his pants. Selphie shook her head.

She walked to him, zipped up his pants and moved his hands away from his jeans. "Whoa- hey, I'm not going to sleep with you."

"Come on, Sephie. I lost Shelaina because of you. It's only fair, huh?"

"I did you a favor. Shelaina is dirty! You'd probably contract herpes if you slept with her." She found a bottle of Eden-ol brand asprin in his desk drawer. She got him a glass of water from the bathroom.

"Are you jealous?"

"Of what?"

Seifer sat up and smirked. "I get it. You want me, and it just tore you up to see me with Shelaina."

"You're more drunk than I thought you were..."

"No need to be...hic...jealous. There's enough of me for all of you."

Selphie wanted to ask who he meant when he said all of you, but she suspected he was seeing doubles and decided not to ask. "Here Seifer, take these." She held out water and two pills. He popped the pills in his mouth and took a large drink. Some of the water sloshed over the edge of the cup, and it slipped from his fingers. Selphie reached out and managed to save the glass, but water was all over the floor. She sighed and shook her head. "I cannot wait till tomorrow." She got up and walked into his bathroom for a towel.

"What's happening tomorrow?" Seifer asked stupidly. He took off his boots and socks, set them aside and got up to see what was taking Selphie so long in the bathroom. He stood up and started to walk to-

"Hey-" He slipped on the water and flew backwards. He bumped his head on the edge of his desk before landing flat on his back. Selphie rushed into the room, and immediately figured out what happened. She ran to Seifer, who was on the floor, clutching his head.

"Fuck!" he cried. "Shit...that hurt." Selphie helped him sit up. He sat with his back against the bed. He had fallen in the water, and his shirt was soaking. Selphie pulled it over his head and tossed it aside. "Couldn't wait to get my shirt off, could you?"

Selphie started cleaning up the floor. She wiped over the floor until it was dry, and then she looked up at Seifer to tell him he still needed to be at the Quad at 7 in the morning. Except he was nodding off. Just then, it occured to her that he probably had a concussion, and him falling asleep wasn't ideal at the moment. Selphie rushed to him and patted his cheek.

"No! Seifer, Seifer, wake up! You can't fall asleep. Wake up." Selphie slapped harder, and Seifer stirred.

"What was..." he yawned, and his eyes closed again. She pulled his lids open, but the moment she let go, Seifer's eyes slid shut. Selphie didn't know what to do. She slapped him harder; he didn't move. She looked around for something to hit him with, and then she realized that maybe hitting him wasn't such a great idea, no matter how appealing it was. Selphie looked at him; she had an idea. She took a big gulp, forced her eyes shut and put her lips to Seifer's. When their lips touched, his mouth opened, and he slid his tongue between her teeth. He leaned forward and cradled her face with his hands. She responded to him for half an instant, and then it hit her.

Hey.

He's awake.

Selphie backed away from him. "Heeeey! That's not funny! You were awake."

He ignored her. "I haven't been waked up that nicely in years. I could get used to it."

"Don't. I thought you were asleep."

"I think I'm going to fall asleep again real soon," Seifer said, grinning at her. She had to laugh.

"I'm gonna have to stay with you a few hours. If I leave, you might go to sleep and..." She gulped. Seifer smirked.

Seifer added, "...you wouldn't be able to stop thinking about me. Sorry. I'm just naturally charming."

Selphie rolled her eyes at him. "Riiiiiight! So whatcha' wanna do?"

He glanced at the second drawer of his nightstand and raised an inquisitive eyebrow at Selphie.

"How about we play a game?"

"Strip poker?" Seifer suggested.

"The ten-finger game!"

"Wha?"

"It's easy. I say something liiiike...'I haven't ever gone sky-diving.' If you've gone sky-diving, then you put a finger down. If you haven't, you keep one up. We take turns saying 'I haven't blah blah,' and whoever has their fingers down first, loses."

Seifer let all of it sink in. Why is she talking so loud...? He nodded and put up his hands.

"Me first!" Selphie exclaimed. Seifer winced. Why was she screaming at him? And the lights were so bright..."I haven't ever gotten as wasted as you are right now."

Seifer glared and put a finger down. "I haven't ever...worn a dress."

Selphie put a finger down. "Darn it! I bet Zell you were a part-time crossdresser-"

"What?!"

"I haven't ever made out with a girl."

Seifer grinned lecherously. He put down a finger. "I haven't ever made out with a guy."

Selphie blushed. She didn't put a finger down.

"What?" Seifer exclaimed. She grinned and blushed even more. "You're kidding, right?" She shook her head. "I can't believe that...Not even Irvine?"

She shrugged and shook her head. "Nope. We kissed sometimes, small stuff...but never the whole suck-your-tongue-out business. I think that's why he left me. I haven't ever...tried to stick a pencil up my nose- and don't try to get out of this one because I know you have."

Seifer laughed. His head throbbed a little, but the asprin was kicking in. "How?" He put down a finger.

"You did it all the time at the orphanage! Mega-disgusting."

"You remember a lot?"

She shook her head, looking a little sad. "I wish I did. Sometimes I have dreams about the orphanage, funny stuff. I once dreamt that you and Quisty challenged each other to a duel. Matron gave you these little play swords, and you were at it forever. Then Quisty got tired, tripped you, took off your shoes and tied you to the nearest tree with the laces. Was that just a dream, or did it happen?"

"I'm not sure," Seifer said a little too quickly. Selphie giggled. "I haven't ever been on a date with the Plane Guy."

"The plane guy?"

"Yeah, that guy...what's his name? Pilot! Yeah, I haven't ever been on a date with Pilot before."

Selphie sighed and stuck a finger down. "That's a relief. I was beginning to think he was gay, and now that I know he hasn't dated you..."

"What? Why?"

"He's kind of perfect. Really fun, he's nice, good-looking...and all those guys are gay, teehee."

"Of course, look at Zell."

Selphie giggled and replied, "Don't let him hear you say that! He'll kick your bum."

"So why'd you go on a date with him?"

She shrugged. "Like I said, he's fun, nice and cute. Plus he asked me out for ice cream and gummybears. And I never say no to gummybears! Not ever! Okaaay, my turn! I haven't ever had sex."

"Me neither," Seifer said, giving Selphie an innocent look. Selphie went over to the second drawer in his nightstand, pulled out a box of condoms and chunked it at him. It hit him on the head.

"Okay, okay!" he said. "I put a finger down...I haven't...I haven't stopped thinking about kissing you since you stuck your hands down my pockets."

Selphie's face and neck turned a cherry red color. Seifer was wondering if she also blushed in other places, when she put all of her fingers down and said to him, "Okay, enough of that game! You are insanely drunk, but I think you should be able to sleep now. G'night Seifer." She hopped up and started to leave, but Seifer called her.

"Help me up, will ya?" he asked, extending his nicely cut arm out.

She smiled at him and hopped back to him. She put both hands over his and pulled him up with all her might. He made it to his feet, but fell back onto his bed, pulling her with him. She would've fallen smack on top of it- that was probably his intention- but she put a foot in front of her and regained her balance. She waved and told him goodbye, but he reached out and grabbed the thick strap of her jumped and pulled her back.

"Wait, wait!" he said. "I have to tell you something, I have something I have to tell you..." He pulled her down, and Selphie lowered her face to his. He brought his lips to her ears. His breath tickled- her ears and other places. He opened his mouth.

"Sephie, I-" And his head dropped onto the bed. He was asleep.

Selphie stood up and looked at him. He looked almost...innocent in his sleep. There wasn't any expression on his face, just blankness. Wooo...Seifer's kinda cute. Nice abs, too, she thought devilishly. Hmmph, at least I have the courtesy to check him out while he's sleeping, and I'm not sticking my eyes all over him while he's trying to work. Speaking of which, I better get off to bed. Got work tomorrow. She turned around and walked away. Very suddenly, something stopped her and Selphie snapped backwards like a dog at the end of its leash. Seifer's hand was still clutched around the strap of her jumper.

"Oh, no..." Selphie groaned morosely. She put her hands over Seifer's and tried to unclamp his hands, but his fingers wouldn't budge. She looked at him and was about to wake him up but...she couldn't do it. He was sleeping so soundly, and Selphie was too nice to wake him up just then. She tried several more times to unlock his iron grip, but nothing worked. His hand was in a death grip around her jumper.

"Seifer!" she shouted, finally realizing there was no other way. "Seifer, wake up! Wake up, wake up....you're not gonna wake up, are ya?" He didn't move, except for his chest as he breathed. Selphie stared at him for a while. Then, as if hoping to surprise him, she turned and ran for the door. And again, she snapped backwards, this time she almost fell. Selphie groaned and beat on Seifer's chest. "WAKE UP!" He didn't move. Selphie was almost sure he was awake, holding her there to torture her. "This is so absolutey, positively, super-duper-mega-sucky! He's got me chained to him like a dog or something."

Seifer stirred. Selphie started jumping. "Wake up! Wake up!"

He didn't.

He rolled over, taking Selphie with him. She fell onto his bed and was literally dragged on top of him. Seifer was on his side, his arms in front of his chest, one hand still clenched around her jumper-strap. Selphie rolled over him. She was wedged between the wall and Seifer. She really wanted to smack him right then, but she settled in between the wall and him and stared at the ceiling.

Tomorrow, Sir Lapdog is going to suffer. I hope his hangover is superly painful, just so I can make it worse! HA! Booyaka to him...

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SELPHIE WAS JUST WAKING, BUT she kept her eyes closed. It was going to be another beautiful day, and she started to mentally run through a list of things she needed to get done that day. Start printing out and selling tickets, finish up that paper I owe Quisty, make Seifer's hangover worse-

Just then, Selphie was aware that there was a pair of strong arms around her shoulders, and a very manly scent surrounded her. Her eyes opened. She was snuggled into Seifer's chest, and her leg was thrown over his waist. Her jaw dropped. She blushed, and blushed, and she kept on blushing...

"You snuggle in your sleep," a rough voice said. Selphie looked up. Seifer's eyes were closed, but his expression was decorated with an all-too-wicked smile.

Selphie sat up, literally jumped off the bed. She was furious, absolutely hopping mad. Stealing a quick glance at the clock, she noticed it was 10am. She was going to be late for her first class, but she needed to give Seifer a peice of her mind. He was looking at her expectantly.

"Look, buddy! All this 'please-have-sex-with-me-because-I'm-a-horny-git' stuff won't work on me! Some other girls might find you...charming... or something like that, but really, I find you sort of repulsive. You're definitely cute and you've got a nice body, but that's not just going to make me hop into bed with you! You know, the way you've been treating on me, it borders on sexual harassment, and I have half a mind to go to Cid and totally rat out on you, because you're being a super-duper-mega-jackass with all your lame pickup lines!

"SO THERE!" she shouted.

Seifer reguared her calmly for a second, and then his shoulders started shaking with laughter. His rich, deep laugh filled the room and made Selphie aware of his presence on the bed. It was beginning to make her uncomfortable, the fact that she'd slept with himin that very bed. He sat up on the edge and looked at Selphie again.

"Sexual harassment, huh? I think, in order to be classified as harassment, the victim has to have said 'no' or 'stop' or something like that. You haven't."

"I so have-"

"No, let's think about this. When I touched your legs at the Quad, you asked me what I thought I was doing. You never said no, or stop. How was I supposed to know you wanted me to?"

"BECAU-"

"Last night, I don't know what happend. I was too wasted to remember a damn thing. I woke up and you were in my bed. You snuggled into me...I remember that kinda clearly, now that I think-"

Selphie wanted to slap him, slap him, slap him. What he said was true- she had never said no, and therefore, it wasn't quite sexual harassment. She glared at him, because it was the only thing she could do. He was talking some more, but Selphie wasn't hearing him. She wanted to blow him and his dorm and everything that he had touched to smithereens. But that would suck superly because he's touched me. And it was all really disgusting! Seifer got up and walked to her. She didn't notice. I really wish Irvine and I were still together. That way, Irvine could blow Seifer Almasy up with his shotgun! Why the heck is my heart pounding so hard all of a sudden? Suddenly, she was aware of a pair of lips on her eyebrow...Hey, that was Seifer putting his hands around her midsection, with his lips softly grazing her brow.

She slapped him and ran to his door, just praying that Seifer couldn't hear her heart pounding. She looked at him, smiled and gave him the finger.

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I just had to get them in bed, didn't I? Ha ha...Sorry, but I like getting my characters into bed. The fuss afterwards never fails to amuse me in some way or another.

Please review! I need to know how I did...so...ya know, tell me!