Okay, two possible epilogues. I know I said I wouldn't write them. They came to mind. Shut up. -Embarrased-
I would still love other possible epilogues so send them in anyway! (you- the one that wrote the dark SquallSeif rape-ish one, I like stuff like that. Be cool XD or even romantic, whatever. Inflate my ego! haha)
Squall grumbled as he cleaned the gunblade, sending a quick glare in Seifer's direction. "No."
"Oh, come on Squall, just a kiss."
"No. And I told you not to call me that."
He shrugged and sat awfully close to the brunet, grinning. "Yeah, but you didn't mean it."
"I did mean it."
"Fine, but only the first time, and that was only because you weren't willing to admit I was Seifer."
He grumbled and rubbed harshly, studiously ignoring the way the teenager leaned towards him. "You aren't Seifer."
"Oh yeah?" he had a smirk on, one of challenge- one Squall recognized. He wasn't sure whether to be hurt or relieved. "Everyone else seems to think I am."
"They're wrong."
"How did I know your name then?"
"You heard it someplace."
"Yeah right!" He laughed outright and Squall spared him another glare.
Seifer groaned, bouncing childishly. "Come on, just one kiss."
"No."
"Squall!"
"You're too young for me."
"Yeah, whatever."
"How old are you, Seifer?"
"Eighteen in a month," he answered proudly.
The Radiant Garden mayor snorted, tossing his head. "My point exactly."
"Why, how old are you?" the blonde was grinning, and Squall was forced to glare at him. "Right, right, Twenty-six, I know. You know, its not that bad."
"It is that bad. And illegal."
"More than willing here babe," Seifer answered with a gruff laugh. "It's just a kiss. We're not fucking or anything. Yet." Seifer grinned crookedly and Squall rolled his eyes.
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Jesus Princess, give me a good reason and I'll go."
"Don't call me that."
"I'll call you what I like, Squall-boy. At least I'm not calling you 'chicken wuss.'"
"Have you no respect for the dead?"
"He'd like it better if it wasn't all formal about it. Besides, he'd die of shock in the afterlife if I was. See, I AM Seifer!"
"Seifer, go away."
He pouted, though there was a mischievous flicker in his eyes. "Aww, but I thought you liked me!"
Squall turned to face Seifer so he could tell him off properly when the blonde leaned forward to peck his lips and strode off laughing.
"That boy will be the death of me," Squall remarked to himself dryly.
He went back to his gunblade with a faint smile, thinking that the next few years would be awfully slow until it was alright to be in love with Seifer again.
That would be a day to look forward to.
…for now though, it was kind of stomach turning. It'd be like Cloud and Sora or something. …Cloud and Sephiroth when Cloud was younger?
…On second thought he really didn't want to go down that path- ever.
"Squall, lets go out."
"No."
"Why not?"
"You're too young."
"I'm 18."
"So you are."
"Squall."
"Sorry."
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"Squall, lets go out."
"No."
"But it's my twenty-second birthday, how long do I have to wait?"
"Forever."
"'And always,' that we'll be together, not apart!"
"Seifer…"
"Squall."
"Sorry."
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"Squall, lets go out."
"No."
"I'm twenty-five now."
"I know that."
"And you're thirty-two. It's not bad."
Squall turned to face the blonde. It was somewhat the same then when the other Seifer had died- having passed the age where he would stop growing, Seifer stood broad-shouldered and taller than Squall's slim figure. The brunet smiled faintly, allowing himself to relax. He stepped closer, smoothing calloused fingers against the young man's chiseled jaw. "Let's go out."
Seifer grinned, sweeping the slight man into his arms, pressing his nose into the smooth locks. "Squall…"
"Sorry," he answered quietly.
"Damn right," the man answered cheerfully, tugging away. Fingers sliding under Squall's chin, he pushed it up so that they could look at each other straight in the eye.
He flashed a smug grin, to which Squall rolled his eyes, and leaned in to claim his prize.
He'd been intending on kissing the life out of the mayor for quite a while now. Better get started.