6

Gavin sneered as the king called him into his hall, "Yes?"

"What happened yesterday? Who's Leon?" Angelus glared harshly but deep down his stomach churned. The violet eyes of the brunet had haunted his entire night, leaving him little hope of sleep. After yesterday's interview, which had gone according to plan, Angelus had fled his own hall, hoping to get as far away from Leon as possible.

But now that Leon was gone and it was broad daylight, he found the need to seek out some answers form the proud older brother.

Gavin shrugged, "I'm not so sure myself, I've only talked to Leon twice since Squall joined our family. There is nothing I can tell you."

Angelus jumped off his throne, "Don't play games. You were smiling the whole time…I know you know something."

Gavin shrugged, "well…it is rather runny the way he easily slipped out of his bonds and stood to face you. You should have seen your face…you look like you saw a ghost."

"Don't you insult me in my own hall, you"

"Leon was created because of you. That night you killed his parents…to protect himself Squall created a second personality…which calls itself Leon. Like I said I only saw him twice though…the first was when I was trying to remind Squall of this castle and his past…out of nowhere Leon came out, his violet eyes and deep voice…he told me to let it be I suppose…so Squall really doesn't mind the past we gave him to protect him. The second time was when Dran followed him home 5 years ago. He laughed harshly and said you killed Squall's former cub, huh?"

Angelus looked at his hand, which had four fang marks on it, "Yeah, I remember…I killed it because it bit me and growled."

Gavin shrugged, "Anyhow, Squall is strong so you better pray the errand you sent him on doesn't change him one bit, because like Leon said, if Squall decides to remember, you are going down. Oh and don't worry, I'll bury your treasure with you."

Squall glared at Seifer, "Will you stop moving? How the hell can I hunt with you jumping around?"

Turning to his blonde counterpart he saw Seifer holding up two dead rabbits, "Honey I'm home."

Seifer chuckled as Squall's frown deepened, "The name is Squall, okay? And anyway…do you know how to cook?"

"Comon, sugar, I caught the food, you cook it…you do know how right?"

"Give me." Squall snatched the rabbits out of Seifer's hold and smiled sweetly to Dran, who had gathered dry twigs for a fire.

"How come I don't get any of your smiles?" Seifer muttered, seeing the way Squall patted his wolf's fur and whispered compliments.

Squall snorted and started skinning the rabbits and starting a fire. An hour later they were eating rabbit stew.

Seifer grinned, "Your food is delicious."

"I'm not always going to cook you know. So enjoy what you can."

"You're very cold." The blonde frowned.

Squall's heart skipped a beat but he feigned indifference. In truth he didn't want to get too close to the blonde to make his mission any easier. It was bad enough already that Seifer had been his first.

Squall handed his wolf the rest of his stew and stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"To relieve myself…what you wanna come?"

The blonde rolled his eyes, "Take your time kitten."

"Squall…My name is"

"Yeah I know."

Dran stood to follow his master but Squall motioned for him to stay, "I'll be back, Dran. Be good."

Seifer downed the rest of his soup and waited for the brunet to return. "So, Squall, why are you leaving the castle?"

"Because I don't like the king." Squall shrugged and patted Dran's head before he mounted his horse, "Let's go. We can cover a lot before nightfall."

Seifer nodded, "You know, it'll take about three weeks to get to my homeland."

"You told me." Squall muttered.

"I'm going to win your heart by then."