Hey all, I'm back! It's been quite a while, I think 3 years? Sorry for the long awaited update, I had a lot of stuff going on, and I'm just trying to get back into the flow of things.

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Well, on with the story! Hope you like this chapter.

I Want You

Part 2

"You think this will work?" Seifer looked more skeptical the more he thought about it. What if it didn't work? All the more, what if it just makes him look stupid? He shook his head, not really knowing why he let Zell talk him into something like this.

The shorter man sighed, giving Seifer a look. He didn't see why it wouldn't work. Most people would like something like this. Then again, Squall definitely wasn't most people. Still, he didn't see why it wouldn't. He gave a small smile and nodded his head, "Yeah, I think it will."

Sighing, the other man just conceded. Fine, he'll do it, what does he have to lose?

Zell Dincht just shook his head, trying to remind himself why he was doing this. Looking over and his object of affection, he knew why. He internally scowled. What the hell does Squall have that he doesn't? Seifer saying his name broke him of his thoughts. "Huh?"

"I said I'm going to go find Squall." He gave him a look and shook his head. "You okay?"

"Yea.."Zell tried his best to sound reassuring. He hoped Seifer wouldn't pry. Seems as though luck was with him because Seifer dropped the subject. "Just remember what we talked about, man." They had taken a couple of days to come up with this idea, seeing as how it was hard to please the angry man. But he hoped this would work. He didn't see why it wouldn't. Everyone would enjoy having someone cook dinner for them. Though, no one could tell with Squall.

Seifer nodded. Yeah. He didn't think this would be too bad. It was something he's never done for anyone before, so he'd give it a shot. Although, that lithe brunet was hard to please, even on his good days. Wait, did Squall have good days? He shook his head. Well, only him doing this act of kindness for the other man would determine the outcome. Sighing, he said, "I know, Dincht. I got this." The tall man looked sure of himself. Nodding. He set off without another word, not even waiting for a reply, not that it would matter, though. He just hoped this would work and get Squally boy's attention, without teasing him.

Zell watched him walk off, knowing he didn't need to say anything else. Even though he knew why he was doing this, he still wondered; wondering why he just couldn't tell Seifer that he was wasting his time, just tell him how he feels. Why on earth he was willing to help the man he longed for get the attention of another man. He had a good heart, but also cursed himself mentally for agreeing to this. He wanted to see him happy, of course; he just wasn't sure if he could tolerate all this much longer. Because while he did want to see Almasy happy, he would rather see him happy with him. The more he thought about it, the more irritated he was. Why? Just why would someone go through such lengths, just to constantly be ignored? What was the point? He didn't think he'd understand it, at least not right now. It just made no sense

Wouldn't someone rather want the attention of someone who actually notices you? Who actually takes some interest in you, and not treat you like a nuisance? He always sees the way Squall blows him off, gives him the cold shoulder, and just basically wants to not have him around.,It was bad enough he had to watch it before, but now, he's subjected himself to helping helping his crush get another. He just didn't know how all this would pan out. And some part of him didn't want to know, either. With a long sigh, he walked off, still thinking about the whole situation.

XxXxXxX

"So, how's Seifer doing with trying to get Squall to notice him?" Irvine asked, as Zell was seated next to him.

"I don't know. I haven't seem him since this morning when we were going over our plan details." Which was true. So it was anybody's guess as to how it was going. Some part of him, a bigger part of him hoped that it didn't work out. He felt selfish for even thinking like that. He wanted Seifer's attention, but he has his attention devoted to the brunet man. His fist clenched a little, unaware that there was another person still present. Releasing his clenched fists, he spoke again, voice a little louder than it should have been. "I'm sure everything's going fine."

"Hmm." He wasn't going to mention the fact that he did see the shorter man's fist tighten, or the fact his face was a little red. He could already guess what that was about, anyways. He knew how he felt about the gunbladist, and Irvine did kinda feel sorry for him. It must be hard to watch someone you admire, desire the attention of someone else. "Well, what was the plan?"

Zell didn't really wanna talk about it, but sighed and relented. "He is going to make a surprise dinner for Squall." His chest clenched tight, hating the mere thought of the idea. Why couldn't it be him? Why Squall? These questions plagued his mind for as many times in one day, and he was tired of thinking about it. Sighing again, he looked back to Irivne, who was looking at him intently. Zell swallowed, knowing what the hat wearing man must be thinking.

"I see..." he trailed off for a moment before speaking again. "Well, it sounds like a nice idea, but are you sure Squall will like it?"

"I don't see why not." He shrugged.

"Look, Zell," Irvine started. Finally deciding to voice his thoughts. "I know how you feel about Seifer. So why don't you just tell him already?"

Zell's eyed snapped open wide, giving the other man a what the fuck look. "I can't. You know that?"

"Well, why not?"

"Irv...he's into Squall. There's nothing I can do about it."

"Yes. You can just tell him how you're feeling." He looked over at Irvine, as if saying yeah right. "I'm sure he would listen."

"I can't." he repeated for the second time. He just couldn't. Who knows what would happen if he told Seifer. He'd probably just laugh at him, or tease him about it. Because, why would Zell Dincht like Seifer Almasy of all people? They never got along too well, until a few months ago, when he knew he was liking the blond more than he ever thought he would. At times, he still couldn't believe it.

"You can."

"Irvine-"

"No. I don't see why you don't just go up to him and tell him how you feel. You never know, it could change things." He cut him off, his suggestion seems absurd.. He liked Squall, there was no way Zell stood a chance, not with someone like Squall as his competition. He has thought about telling Seifer, however, he knew it wouldn't do any good.

"No, it won't. I don't know about you, but I've seen the way he looks at Squall. Yeah, there's no way I'd stand a chance.

"You need to give yourself more credit. You're not helping by always being down on yourself, man. You won't know what will happen unless you try."

"I can imagine," was his reply.

Shaking his head, he sighed. "Zell, take my advice; if you want something, go and get it." With that he stood up, gave a smile and walked off, leaving Zell to ponder over his words. Yes, he could be deep if he wanted to be, he wasn't always a pervert.

XxXxXxX

He knew he needed to find out how Seifer was doing, but it's been hours since he's seen the man. He was curious how he was doing. If it actually worked; he wasn't sure if he wanted to know that part, though. He was surprised though, that no one besides Irvine knew of his feelings for Seifer. Because usually, Selphie was pretty in tune with that sorta thing. So either she knew and was just keeping it to herself, or she's never figured it out or paid attention to it. Who knows with Selphie, Zell shook his head.

Zell looked at his watch, realizing it's not even dinner time yet. There was about an hour left before he had to go get Squall.

The short man was still thinking over Irvine's words. Would it really be best to just tell him and get it over with? Get it out in the open? He wasn't so sure. There was something stopping him, and he knew it was rejection. He knew; just knew that Seifer would reject him, which was why he has never said anything. That, and the other boys' affection for the stotic boy. Though, there were times he just wanted to blurt it out.

"Zell, what are you doing out here?"

"Oh, Seifer? I thought you were preparing dinner for Squall?"

"I was," he replied, giving Zell a curious look. He's never really paid attention to it before, but he saw Zell's features. He looked...sad? Hurt? He couldn't quite determine what his look was, but he knew something was obviously on his mind. "Is everything okay?"

"Of course."

His response came a little too quick, and Seifer realized that, but refused to bring it up. He didn't know what was up with Zell lately, he just knew it was something. But getting him to say anything probably wasn't going to happen. He wondered what was bothering him, though. Sure, they weren't the closes of friends, especially back then, but now he'd like to consider them pretty close over the last several months. So why wouldn't he tell Seifer what was going on? The other man noticed Zell staring at him.

"What?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing.."

"Dincht, I know when somethin' is on your mind."

"It's really nothing, Seifer. I was just thinking about the dinner plan and how it would go." Which was partially true at least.

"Hmm." Seifer let it drop for now, knowing he wouldn't get anything else out of him. He just gave a smile instead and shrugged. "Well, we'll see." He glanced down at his watch and cursed. "Shit. I gotta go meet Squall. I'll talk to you later!" With a wave he was off, leaving Zell to watch him as he left, thinking.

He was regretting his decision to help more and more. He wanted Seifer. Why was he such a coward? Why couldn't he just tell the other man how he felt; just take Irvine's advice and go after what he wanted?

"Zell!"

"Hyne, Selphie. Do you have to scream so loud?" Zell rubbed at his ears.

"Oops sorry.." She looked sheepish, knowing she has the tendency to be pretty loud.

"It's S'okay. So what'd ya want?"

"Oh! Right. I wanted you to help me move some stuff around in my room. You see I'm re-organizing my room, but I can't lift the reallly heave stuff. I already got Irvine to help, I just need one more guy. Oh, and Quistis is helping me with other stuff."

"Why?"

"Because, we are getting a new cadet here in a few days, and they're putting her with me. So I need to make room." She giggled. That made sense.

"Sure." Why not? Not like he had anything else to do, and it would take his mind off of a certain someone for a while. Maybe this is what he needs as a sort of distraction. He was all for that. He wanted to clear his head.

"Great!" Selphie beamed happily. "Okay, let's go." She pulled his arm.

"H-hey there's no need to pull me, Hyne!"

"Oh, stop whining.."

He just sighed. Well, at least he has a distraction from the event that's gonna take place here shortly. He needed this.

A/N: Okay I know it's been quite some time. But here it is, the next chapter is finally here. I hope it's good. Please review and let me know what you think. It might be a little rusty since I haven't updated in a while, but I hope it pleases whoever reads it!

The next chapter will show a little more of Squall's feelings about everything, because I know You guys wanna know more of what he's thinking. Well, until next chapter.