5

Grey eyes opened and took in their surroundings. It was comfortingly warm. Squall pushed himself up into a sitting position and gasped when he saw his bed partner.

Seifer lay on his side, his arm draped over Squall's waist. Green eyes lazily opened and Seifer smiled at the brunet, "It's time to leave?"

Squall frowned, 'Leon…what the hell is going on!' "Umm…excuse me for a second…I need to go see…" the rest of the sentence followed the brunet out of the room.

Seifer frowned, "What is his problem?"

Dran sat up, yawning and turning to Seifer.

The blonde stood up and pulled on his clothes, his mood darkening with the stormy weather outside.

Squall pulled out a paper from his pocket, "Heya Squall…I know if I were another guy you would kill me, but you have to listen and understand…you don't have a choice…

The brunet looked dazed as he walked back into the room.

Seifer smiled, "So, when are we leaving?"

"Leaving…right…let's go now, everyone is asleep, you know."

Seifer noticed Squall's shiny grey eyes, "I thought…"

"Huh?" Squall pushed back his hair from his eyes and his cheeks heated under Seifer's gaze.

'Weren't his eyes violet last night?' the blonde thought.

"Comon, we must hurry." Squall motioned to Dran and Seifer followed; his head spinning with notions.

After mounting their horses, the pair rode away from the castle, never bothering to look back.

Seifer glanced back at Squall, "Thanks for saving me yesterday. I wouldn't have survived without your help."

"Oh, don't thank me." Squall muttered, pertaining to Leon.

Seifer raised an eyebrow and Squall hastened to amend, "I meant don't thank me yet…how far away is your kingdom anyway?"

"It's three weeks if the weather wants, four if it gets mad."

Dran ran by Squall's horse, his white fur and elegant form gaining an admired smile from the blonde, "Where did you find him?"

"Dran?" Squall smiled at his loyal pet, "He was a cub when I came across him five years ago. He followed me home one night and we've been together ever since."

Seifer nodded and slowed his horse's gait to ride by Squall, "About what happened between us last night"

"Oh…no it's nothing…" Squall turned a crimson shade of red and avoided Seifer's green gaze, "Actually…it isn't nothing. Are you having any regrets?"

Squall was sure if the blonde hadn't caught his arm he would have fallen off his stallion. Seifer coughed to cover up his amusement at Squall's obvious discomfiture, "You know…it's not that embarrassing when you stop to think about it."

"Who said I'm embarrassed?" Squall retorted, his scarlet cheeks selling him off. Seifer chuckled, "yeah, maybe you aren't. Must be the heat," Seifer joked…the weather was anything but warm… "that's why you're all red. And I'm sure the saddle has something wrong with it…what other reason would there be for you to lose your balance anyway?"

Squall glared daggers at the blonde, who laughed his head off. After and hour they were already far away from the castle and they both slowed their horses down to a gallop, Seifer grinning goofily and Squall glowering. "I'm relieved you don't have any regrets though."

"Can we stop talking about last night, please?" Squall wailed.

"But you aren't doing any talking, kid. It would have ended long ago if you did."

"I have no regrets, okay? Are you happy? Does it assuage your guilty soul?"

"Guilty. Hah…you enjoyed every second of it and that you can't deny."

"Mou! Why are we discussing this now? I already answered your stupid question…can you concentrate more on the direction we are traveling!"

Seifer burst out laughing, "You really act like a virgin."

"Well I was before you…" Squall closed his eyes in mute disbelief, 'what the hell…I can't even remember sleeping with him…I swear Leon if you just…argh!'

"Before I made love to you? Yeah I know…that's why from now on you're my lover."

Squall cried out, "I swear if you won't stop I'm going to let Dran skin you alive and be sure I would enjoy every moment of it too."

Seifer chuckled, "Sorry, princess, you're just an easy target."

"How about you waste your time 'targeting' rabbits for lunch instead?"

Seifer winked, "Whatever you say princess."

"Stop with that crappy nickname."

"Or what?"

"or I will be the one skinning you alive you darn piece of shameless, blatant, unabashed, barefaced, brazen"

"Okay, Princess, I get the picture. Man you sure do have a couple of thorns with that pretty face of yours."

By the way…Mou…is a Japanese phrase that is used when whining…