(13)
Of Happy Endings
Seifer was looking out the window, Squall hugging him around the waist, resting his cheek against his lover's broad back. Denzel was sprawled on the sofa, a small smile on his face.
The room was warmly lit by the orange glow of the setting sun and the songs of the last birds were the only sounds in the silent room. "You did the right thing, Seifer."
Squall whispered. Denzel knew the blonde was shocked, even slightly annoyed that he never knew anything about his family before.
Seifer smiled, "Yeah?"
"Yeah." Squall stood back, a smile lighting up his pretty face, "We can all go tomorrow to the beach house." Seifer had given the beach house to his mother and sister and cancelled the meeting with the reporter.
"Wonderful idea. What an inspiration for a new song!" Denzel bolted off the sofa, "She's your long lost sister…or that you can pretend. Raine really was trying to act according to her motherly instincts."
"She abandons me as a child to care for a bastard girl."
"She's your sister, Seifer." Squall moaned.
"Yeah, you owe her. If it wasn't for her outburst you would have made a silly scene into a full-fledged scandal….also you would have stayed in the dark."
Squall nodded, "Denzel is right."
Seifer turned to face them, a smile on his lips, "Sure, we'll go to the beach house."
Denzel clapped his hands, "We'll throw a farewell party and invite Mrs. Trisha too!"
Squall chuckled, "Yea!"
Seifer sighed, "Two against one…I guess it can't be helped."
But in truth, Seifer never felt so free and blissful in his entire life.
The beach party was a success. People put their differences behind them and partied like their lives depended on it. They learned to accept as they sang crazy rhythms. Mothers caught up with their sons' latest happenings. Friends laughed and joked. Siblings got to know each other. Angels learned to forgive and forget. There were tears and there was pain when it was all over. But later that night, two different males, from different backgrounds and circumstances, from two ends of the economic spectrum, became one with one another. Furthermore … somewhere above…the stars twinkled and the moon smiled…a bright crescent in a celebrating sky.