Disclaimed as previously stated, blah blah blah.
Short chapter, but there you go there should be more Seifer-Zell interaction after this, so bear with me.
I'm aware there are spelling and grammatical mistakes throughout this story, I'll go back and fix them eventually, I blame my proof reader... that'd be me, yes.
CYCLONES IN THE DUST
Of Dreams & Puppy Dogs
From the darkness came a fire light, deep, flickering bronze light bleeding onto the bed, black silk sheets catching the light in a rippling golden sheen. Upon the bed a figure lays. His skin tanned to a soft honey colour, body toned beautifully;, muscular and firm but not grotesquely so. Long, lithe limps spread elegantly upon the dark sheets, legs arched slightly at the knees.
Moving closer, it can be been see that the figures head is turned to the side, blonde hair looking like strands of spun gold upon a black silk pillow. The figure shifts head turning ,and revealing the intricate tribal tattoo on the left side of his finely sculpted face. He groans, mouth parting and teeth flash as he arches his neck
The image melts into flashes of flesh against flesh, both cast in the golden light, both moving rhythmically. Moans and cries resound and distort into a thudding heartbeat, that steadily grows in speed, until in a blinding flash of white…
Seifer sat up gasping, heat swirling around his body, even after the blanket slipped from his torso exposing his naked, firmly muscled body to the air. He opened his eyes, and panted glancing around, his dreams whirling through his mind in confusion. He glanced down and scowled, realising his dreams had once again soiled his bed cloths. Then he smirked green eyes glittering at the receding bulge under the blanket. 'That was a good one' he thought, his muscles relaxing in contentment. The images replayed in his mind and he sighed.
He felt hot and sticky, from sweat and cum. Seifer pushed the blanket from his body and got up flexing. His curtains were open. There was a simple reason for this, he loved the twilight. He loved the way it plunged things into silver and blue and made everything seem so perfect. He frowned recalling in the dream everything had been golden and bronze.
'Probably symbolism for how hot Chicken gets me…' he smirked and ran his hand through his hair looking at the soiled and messy bedclothes. He wouldn't have minded except he hated putting the case on the blanket and the sheets on the mattress. He stretched, flexing his limbs and muscles, feeling that satisfying pain from slightly overstretched muscles then set about getting his bed suitable for sleep once more.
Seifer had never Actually seen Zell naked, which was why his dreams were pieced together from glimpses he'd caught in the shower rooms, it was also why he never actually focused on Zell below the waist, although Seifer was pretty curious. He'd never even caught Chicken in the showers completely naked because he was short and hidden by those taller than him, and he was usually was gone before Seifer stepped out of his cubical. He smirked, pausing in his actions.
'Maybe I'll make more of an effort next time'
"SEIFER!"
Said blonde turned to the proud, firm declaration of Fujin. He grinned as she and Fujin approached. They took their seats at the Almasy-table and glanced at each other then at Seifer who sat opposite, legs outstretched beneath the table, coat still on.
"So, how's it goin' with Zell? 'Cos, ya know, I saw him talkin' to Squall on the Quad," Rajin smiled sheepishly, teeth white against his dark skin.
"…So? They're friends" Seifer shrugged. Then blinked "Since when the fuck do you know?" he asked scowling sitting up straighter, bending his legs under the table and leaning on the table-top with folded arms.
"OBVIOUS" declared Fujin rolling her single, crimson eye.
"…Yeah, well…" Seifer ground out with narrowed eyes fixed in Rajin, knowing if he glared at Fujin she was likely to kick his shin.
"…Well, we figured we could, ya know, help ya maybe" he looked nervous, and flashed another sheepish smile and leaning back.
"…I don't need help, I'm just waiting for Chicken to get over his issues" Seifer snapped, irritated that Rajin of all people had realised. 'I can handle Squall and the rest of that lot and even Fujin… but Rajin? I must be so obvious…How the fuck can Zell not friggin' notice!'
"PROBLEM" snapped Fujin forcefully, startling Seifer. He sat back frowning at her, she seemed genuinely irritated.
"Yeah, Fu's pretty good at this stuff, ya know, she was tellin' me earlier how you're bein' arrogant and brash, and you kinda are, ya know" Rajin spoke hesitantly, but Fujin agreed with a short sharp nod, giving him her support. Seifer gaped, not only at the fact Fujin could be good at relationships, but that she'd been able to relay all that to Rajin in a conversation. Seifer had rarely ever heard her string more than two words together.
"FRIENDS!" she declared folding her arms. Rajin nodded.
"She's got a point, ya know, You should be friends with Zell before going any further, 'cos ya know, he probably wont take you seriously", Rajin looked thoughtfully at Fujin, and smiled slightly. Fujin blushed slightly, then scowled turning back to Seifer.
"TRICK!" she snapped aggressively.
"Yeah, he'd probably reckon it was a trick, ya know" Rajin smirked at Seifer. 'He's stealing my smirk… wonder if I can sue?' thought Seifer amused.
"I thought I already was friends with Chicken Wuss" he said mildly folding his arms over his chest, viridian green eyes amused and curious all at once.
"You may think so man, but ya know, I don't reckon he'd agree with you" said Rajin stretching and folding his arms so the fingers of his hands laced behind his head. Dark brown eyes frowning at the ceiling.
"STEPS!" said Fujin righteously. Seifer blinked at her. Rajin glanced at her, blinked then smiled knowingly and looked at Seifer.
"That's right, Fu was saying there are steps, right? She thinks he wont trust ya till, ya know, you're sorta good friends, so…" Rajin shrugged glancing fondly at the albino girl, who stubbornly refused to smile back, although a slight blush crept onto her cheeks. She cleared her throat facing Seifer again.
"LUCK!" she said inclining her head of white hair to Seifer who nodded understanding.
"I'll think about it" he said, not willing to thank her or Rajin for their advice, he was well aware they probably took his reply as thanks though. He sat watching as Fujin got up, Rajin followed suite like some lost puppy. Seifer frowned after them. 'I am never doing the puppy dog bit'.