Pairings: Irvine/Squall, Reno/Vincent? Seifer/Zell? Kiros/Laguna, the rest is unknown at the moment and the ones with question marks I'm still thinking on. blinks If you wanna give suggestions for yaoi pairings please do so. They're welcomed. And from that I'll see what I can do about it.

Warnings: yaoi, AU, slight moments of nose bleed, possibly major angst in later chapters, emotion stress, attitude, crossovers, possibly major flirtation action, stuff even I don't know about

Author's comments: Yay more. Thanks for the um Review. I shall follow that advice and just continued to write on this just because. Btw, soon to come, A Kiros/Laguna fic also an oneshot that's recently been stuck in my head.

Comments: things in italics lyrics or well, singing

Edited: I changed all camera scenes as well as some things to do with the band such as guitarist and lead singers and such.

things in bold what the character is thinking

FF Banding Together 2

Squall snorted slightly as he watched the cowboy walking towards them. Quistis stepped away from their group and started over towards him, the look and the movement of her body already a warning sign that Irvine was going to get chewed out. Lately the blond haired female was a little more agitated, stressed. This stunt wasn't exactly in her good mood list either. But he had to admit there was just something wrong with that guy. He couldn't hear what Irvine and Reno were talking about but he had a guess after Irvine's outburst about not being gay.

Like that's true.

Yeah, even Squall had noticed Irvine's eye for beauty, male or female. He tried to play it off, tried to say he was dedicated only to females, even slept with them as much as possible just for the hope that he would evade the question that was rumored around well…everywhere. Are you gay? Squall had seen the way he looked at Zell, had looked at himself, and had even looked at the long haired person that just had to be a male by the size of those narrow hips. And maybe that just added to reasons why Squall couldn't stand the man. He was a liar. He was lying to himself. Why didn't he just flat out admit to himself that he liked males as much as females? He acted like they were contagious devil spawns set on breaking hearts and broken promises. That itself was a definition of Irvine anyway. Squall had already admitted to himself that he liked males. But right now, where he was now, he was with a female. Yes, Squall was bi, and he knew it. Rinoa knew it too though she didn't like for him to bring it up. For some reason it upset her, but then again it upset a lot of people. Well…minus the mounds of females that liked setting him up with males. Yes he'd read the stories online once. Always Zell, always Irvine…sometimes a few of the other band members even. He didn't exactly like it…but they were still interesting stories to read…well minus the ones where he's killed off.

"What, is he in trouble again?" Zell joined up with Squall and Rinoa, white gloves now on his hands as he stretches his arms up above his head. He wore a lot of white as that what was in his contract, but to be honest he was just another human being…with a strange temptation for fighting. Before he had become a drummer he also had had dreams of being a boxer. Course they said his body just wasn't…muscular enough despite the fact that he was capable of beating up most of the other boxers. Actually Squall forgot the name they had called Zell when he was a boxer.

"Yeah, looks like it," Squall said looked over at him then back to where Irvine was tilting his head down to look at Quistis, a grin on his face that was pretty much a dead giveaway that he was trying to charm Quistis, a plan that never worked with the female. "He'll probably get grounded to his room again."

"Tsk, like he'd agree to that not to mention actually do it." Zell looked over at Rinoa then smiled sheepishly as he rubbed behind his head. "I mean not that he's overly a bad guy. Sure, he's a pervert, a playboy, and a sleaze but he has his good points!"

"Oh yeah, like what?" Rinoa rested her hands on his hips tapping her foot on the ground as she waited for some explanation. Squall just shook his head resting a hand against his forehead tiredly.

Yeah, like she'll get an answer for that one.

Squall moved his hand away and frowned as he saw someone heading over towards their group.

Great….

"Well if it isn't the loser dorks," Seifer said as he stopped in front of them. Squall had only met the man once before and it wasn't on a good note either. However, Zell harbored more hate for him, having been teased by him before and for a long time running.

Didn't Seifer start a rumor on Zell?

Ok, it wasn't exactly a rumor. Yes Zell was…bi as well. Probably their whole band was. Was that a sign? But like himself, Zell admitted to it. He just didn't like it being a rumor behind his back…in which case on natural TV he actually yelled it out for all to hear. Maybe the good thing about it was that he didn't look the least bit upset about it, until he thought about Seifer taunting him then he growled and punched a fist against his hand.

"So, how many guys have you been sleeping with lately, hm?" Seifer snidely spoke as reached up brushing the lose pieces of hair out of his eyes.

Zell sneered at him, hands already clenched and ready for battle. "Yo, you keep saying that each time you see me! What, are you jealous or something?!"

"And why would I be jealous of a little wussy homo like you?"

"You take that back!" They might have been getting looks from the people closest to him, something that Squall didn't think was a good idea.

Zell, just let it rest, Squall thought to himself, smacking a hand against his forehead. It was enough they had to listen to Seifer's mouth, but to have further conflicts start because of it would be well…it wouldn't be good…and it'd mostly be pointless and…wait where did Irvine and Quistis go? Squall looked around in search for the 'not hard to miss' zebra like hat. He saw neither Irvine's hat nor the glare of Quistis's glasses and began to question where they were.

"I'm not taking jackshit back," Seifer said turning and starting to walk away from the SeeD group. "Come on. We have better things to do than to talk to these faggots."

"Ya, you think we have time to try some of those little cocktail weenies, ya know? I mean I've been smelling them since I came in here, ya?" Raijin's eyes were already looking in the direction of the snack table, stomach growling.

"MOVE." Fuijin turned, kicking him in the leg before she rushed off after Seifer who was already disappearing into the crowd.

"Ow! That hurt, ya know?!" However Raijin ran after them to join his group. To be honest, Squall didn't even want to think about what the small group was up to.

I don't even want to know what my group is up to. Yes, he was thinking about Irvine and Quistis's disappearance from them. It didn't exactly make any sense for them to be gone. Had she been there, the confrontation with Seifer probably wouldn't have even started. Was he waiting on her to leave so he could come mess with them?

"God, I hate that jerk," Zell said bending down and punching a hand against the floor in anger.

"Zell, calm down." Rinoa was trying to comfort him with her words. Squall knew…she did it for him all the time. Well…that and a little bit more…a word, a touch…a kiss…they always worked and got his mind off things. "Don't let that big meany get to you. You'll just be giving him what his wants."

"Yeah, you're right." Zell stood back up again, his blond hair wiggling on top of his head a bit before he flashed a big smile, giving Rinoa and Squall a thumbs up. "Right! Who needs that jerk when I've got my buddies at my side!"

Rinoa laughed softly, covering her mouth with the back of a hand. "I'm glad you're back to normal." She closed her eyes and gave a smile. It was enough to make Squall want to smile too, but he didn't. He wondered sometimes where he would be without her. And then sometimes he didn't want to think about it either.

"May I have everyone's attention please?" Squall shifted, his gaze being diverted over to a man on a miniaturized stage set off to one side of the room. Glancing back to the others of his group he started off getting close until he was able to see the man's features well. For some reason they just felt…familiar. The man had black hair that stopped just past his shoulders. He had an air about him that spoke…of…of…. "Will all band members please join me on the stage. Don't worry, I may be a big fan but I won't maul you like the others! Haha!"

God, he's an idiot.

Squall shook his head slightly, his arm being tugged on and he followed after Zell, giving a glance back at Rinoa. It wasn't shocked that she was staying there, she never went on stage with him. But that made sense. As he got up on the stage he saw Irvine and grunted a bit before heading in his direction. Where was he up till now? Grr…why did his disappearance make Squall…angry? As he and Zell stopped beside the cowboy dressed male, Squall's eyes looked off into the crowd instinctively. There were more people there than he had thought, and had wanted. Further back the gleam of lenses caught his attention and he knew then that cameras were watching them as well. If Irvine were smart…Zell as well…then they wouldn't do anything to jeopardize their chances at winning this tournament.

Who the hell came up with this tournament anyway?

"Here they are, folks, the three bands that have made it to the tournaments!" It was that man from earlier…god he was loud. "But first let's introduce the three judges that will be rating and moderating this competition of the bands. First off, is me of course, judge number one Laguna Loire."

"And I am judge number two, Kiros Seagill." The man, whom Squall hadn't even noticed before, was standing beside Laguna, long thin braids coming from his head. He was dressed comfortably in a button up shirt, in which the two top buttons weren't even done up. Towards the bottom he wore pants that….

Seagill…? Why not just call yourself a bird.

Still, the man was attractive even with the last name. Finally Squall's eyes left him moving to the third person standing beside Kiros. The aura around this one didn't exactly speak 'I love to talk so come visit me.' Either way, without even knowing the guy he found himself already disliking him. Forget the fact that he was probably just as attractive as the rest of them and also forget the fact that his hair was long and whitish gray and and…was Irvine ogling him?!

Squall snorted elbowing Irvine roughly in the side just as the man spoke. "And I am judge number three, Sephiroth. Greetings." The man bowed slightly, his deep voice and spoken words blocking out any cuss Irvine had said. From the angle they were at, which was directly behind the three judges, they could not see their faces. A look to the left showed one band and to the right another. And neither band looked at all too friendly or happy to be there.

"And now let us bring forth the three bands competing here this week!" Laguna laughed as the three judges broke off head each towards a particular band. Squall actually gave a sigh of relief as Laguna picked the band on the right of them. Sephiroth went to the left, and Kiros stopped in front of them. Each of them had pieces of papers in their hands, a fact that Squall knew once he'd seen Kiros stop before them.

"Who is the singer of this group?" Kiros said looking between the three of them curiously. Ah at least he was nice…and Irvine was ogling again.

Damn him….

With another elbow to the side, harder than the last time, Irvine yelped slightly but tried to play it off by grinning and lifting his hand to tilt his hat down. If one didn't know better they'd think he was flirting with the guy. Yeah, not Mr. 'I'm straight as an arrow.'

Do I even fucking believe that….

"Irvine Kinneas is the name," Irvine said holding his hand out. "I'm the singer but I'm sure you knew this considering how famous we are."

"Ah yes, what was I thinking," Kiros said with a little amused smile. "Anyway, this is the sheet music that was prepared just for your band. You'll be playing it on the last day. I hope this isn't too much of a rush for you."

"Nah, it's cool. We wouldn't be professionals if we didn't know how to play under pressure."

So you say.

"Then I wish you luck in the competition. May Eden guide you to victory," Kiros smiled to him turning away from them as he looked over towards Laguna and gave a nod. Laguna nodded back and smiled big heading towards the middle of the stage just as the other two judges where and…shit Irvine's ogling again.

Squall contented himself with clenching his hands at his sides. Oh he'd pay for it later…and why did it matter to him anyway on why Irvine was doing this? Of course, it's so they don't destroy their image. Yeah.

"Just now we've given each of the three famous bands a piece of music they will be playing at the Bahamut competition! The rules go as followed, they will play two pieces on the last night of the week, meaning six times the fun! The songs they will be playing a.) one song we have provided especially for each band, and b.) a song that each band has been secretly working on for a while now. So we'll have quite a bit of entertainment this competition!" Laguna looked over at Kiros, a sign that he was to take over now.

"So now, let's get a few words from the bands themselves. First we have The Posse made up of three members and, shockingly out of all our groups here, the only band with a female in it. Please welcome Seifer, Raijin, and Fujin. Seifer is the bandleader and bass guitarist, b and the lead singer of the group. Raijin is a drummer known most for his kind heart, and Fujin the ultimate female guitar player and a backup singer to boot that is just too hot for words. Their manager is Edea, a female that once was the owner of an orphanage until a fire had burned it down and changed her life." Kiros held the mike out to them, careful not to be in the way of the camera shot too much. "Tell me, do you have any words for your fans?"

Seifer was the one to grab the mike, pulling it closer as he spoke into it. "First all, I don't care what you say, I won't lose to these wimpy all boy bands. A female has the grace, and the men have the bronze." A smirk lifted to his lips as he glanced over towards Zell making the next words he spoke especially for him. "And we aren't going to lose to a band that's focused on guys trying to dress and act feminine." Fans in the crowd cheered loudly for Seifer, some whistling along with females screaming 'I love you, Seifer.'

"Why that-" Zell almost rushed off after Seifer but Squall had to quickly grab his arm holding it tight.

"Calm down, Zell. This isn't the time or the place." Yes, Squall didn't like Seifer any more than Zell did, but to fight now would be…well a disaster for one thing. And it could possibly end their career. Then again, people did seem to like to watch fights.

"Tsk. Asshole." But Zell finally calmed down, folding his arms over his chest and refusing to look in the direction of The Posse.

"Here," Sephiroth said moving in their direction, "is the next band, SeeD. They are a barely new band that has…just recently become famous and quite quickly as well." Folding his arms over his chest, Sephiroth closed his eyes, speaking as though he could care less about any of this. But it was for the fans, and people liked to hear the bands being talked about…whatever. Squall could understand this way of thinking. "Here we have Irvine Kinneas the flamboyant vocalist for the group, a bass guitarist and a dedicated lady's lover."

………

"We also have Zell, their peppy drummer and backup singing and Squall, the brooding but sexy guitarist who is the newest member of the band. They're manager is Quistis Trepe, a lady who has been working hard to make this band successful." They must have memorized their lines or something.

Brooding?…Can't these guys be more original? Shiva, why do I care?

Squall rolled his eyes slightly starting to pay less and less attention to the man…until he once again noticed Irvine's eyes on the man. Shit, what was it with Irvine and the judges? And why was it Squall felt himself getting angry from Irvine's need to ogle males that were well…for one thing had higher authority than he did. Squall wondered if he ever got such intense looks as them. He knew Irvine looked at him but…he wasn't sure…and…shit why was he thinking about this and now of all times? "So if you have any words for the fans, speak them now."

The microphone was held out and Irvine gladly took it, a big sexy grin on his face as he did the patent move of tipping his hat down over his eyes seductively.

"Well I know just how much the ladies want to meet with me," Irvine said slyly as he winked at the cameras. "So I'll see what I can do. In the mean time, I'll be winning this competition! And if I win, I'll take one lucky girl on a date with me." Irvine chuckled slightly as the female fans cheered madly at the thought of that. Squall only smacked himself on the head.

Great…now he'll be ogling even more women as well.

"And now," Laguna said finally returning attention back to himself, "for the final band." As he started towards the left of the stage, he reached up brushing his hair out of his eyes, and as a result of that almost tripped over the cord to the microphone before he caught his balance. "Ah, sorry about that, folks." He stopped in front of the band and turned around raising a hand in the air. "And here, we have the six year running Bahamut champions! Known for their extreme popularity, I think it will be quite the challenge for the others to keep up this year as well. Still we've never had such an intense competition and dedication." He moved the hand in the air waving it around before he gestured towards the band. "Please welcome, Chaos Materia!" Before he could even continue, fans were screaming and yelling out loudly clapping for them.

It took a while for them to calm down, as Squall heard Irvine cussing under his breath. Yeah, they were going to have a hard time against them. People say they were still the most popular band in all of Gaia. So…it was up to them to change that. SeeD needed to win. Squall especially needed to win…for personal reasons. "In this band, we have Reno, the team's vocalist and guitarist as well. There is bass guitarist Cloud, who's not named for his pointy personality so to say," Laguna rubbed behind his head at the corny joke, laughing sheepishly before he continued.

Moron….

"Ah…anyway we also have Rufus of Shinra playing as drummer, who had dropped the work of following in his father's footsteps to become part of an all boy band. Possibly the most recent in this group is a man by the name of Vincent Valentine. He is the dancer for the group and has becoming quite the popular one himself though he's only been seen once in action. Sadly I haven't seen it with my very own eyes. The manager for Chaos Materia is Cid Highwind, a man who spends too much time creating and coaching."

"So," He pushed the microphone out towards them with a smile. "Any words for your adoring fans?"

Reno stepped forward taking the microphone, his hair waving back and forth slightly in the air with even the slightest of his movements. "I just want to say, that there is no need to worry. We will win this competition with ease." He laughed slightly and gave thumbs up towards the audience causing them to go wild. "We'll see this through without a hitch."

"Alright, so let's get this started!" Laguna pointed at the camera. "We'll keep the audience up to date on the progress of the bands. Until then, prepare for the games er…band battle and good luck!"

TBC…

Part two!! And I'm so sleepy. gah! I just keep dozing!! Anyway now that introductions are out of the way, we can focus on the more than fun teasing the charries and splitting up finding others making out in closets and spying. Yay!