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Seifer turned as the brunet walked into the room, shutting the door softly behind him. "Well, you sure did take your time coming back. Did you come across anything on your way?"

Amethysts bore into emeralds and Seifer frowned, "Leon…what the hell…what are you doing here? What happened?"

"Jeez, don't be like that. It's Squall to blame. He's the coward and fool."

"What the hell do you want!"

"I don't want anything…but I think we need to talk."

"I don't want to talk to you."

Seifer stormed past him but Leon caught his arm, "It's why I'm here."

"Squall…there is something bothering him, right? I knew something was up. What is it?" Seifer glared at the brunet, "Well…maybe this letter I wrote to Squall the night I saved you will clear a couple of the storm clouds."

Seifer eyed his suspiciously but took the letter and walking to the window, he opened and read.

"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 blonde guy in your room, that's Seifer Almasy, the king of some empire or whatever. Angelus is keeping your brother and mother in the castle with him and the only way you can free them and get the king to pay for your mother's medication is that you accompany him to his homeland, where you will discover his weakness and report to Angelus. Not so hard, eh? You do care about your mother, right? She will die without the medication in not more than a year. They are counting on you. Of course, there is this one little problem… I slept with the blonde…

Leon…"

Seifer turned to Leon, "Liar."

Leon shrugged without sympathy, "I can understand that Squall is naïve and cowardly, but I warned you, Seifer. You just don't listen."

Seifer threw the letter into the hearth, "You…you're playing games! This is one of your stupid games!"

Leon snorted, "I don't play games, dammit."

"So," Seifer looked out the window, his voice becoming deadly calm, "Did you discover the weakness?"

Leon frowned, "Not exactly."

"Not exactly." Seifer echoed.

"You have no weakness." Leon shrugged.

He wasn't about to tell him Squall is giving up, not now at least…

"Oh, but I do." Seifer looked at himself in the mirror before smashing his fist into the center of it, cracking but not quite breaking it.

"You want to know what my weakness is?"

Leon stood as Seifer roared, punching the glass mirror again. Crying in frustration when it didn't break Seifer pulled out a chair and threw it at his reflection. The mirror shattered, falling to the ground.

Seifer walked over to the brunet, pushing him against the wall, "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Seifer chuckled hoarsely before claiming the brunet's lips in a bruising kiss. Leon didn't move away or push the blonde aside, after all he had just broken the guy's heart and Squall deserved at least some punishment for his cruel act.

Seifer's face was emotionless as he pulled away, "You want to know my weakness?" he cupped the brunet's cheeks, "It's Squall…you bastard…give him back to me…let me at least look at him one last time."

Leon snorted as he withdrew for the first time, leaving Squall to handle this on his own…

Squall fell to his knees, "No."

Seifer smiled and rammed his fist into the wall, leaving a splatter of blood from the mirror wounds, "Get out, Squall…Get out and take my weakness with you."

Squall had tears in his eyes.

Seifer glared at him and roared, "Get out!"