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Squall was still sitting far away from the blonde when Seifer stopped fishing…after killing 20 fish… the blonde stood up and washed his hand with some soap he got with him and a bottle of water (not sea water but rather sweet water…ummm the drinking one…)

"You scream like a girl."

"At least I don't kill. You will have to go to the confessional for this." Squall snapped as Seifer walked over and sat beside him.

"Why are you sitting here you idiot! Go sail!"

Seifer laughed, "The Sea is large, besides there is nothing that the boat will bump into."

"I can't swim." Squall muttered.

"Well, when you're with me that is not much of a problem…I'll jump after you and rescue you."

"I'd rather be eaten by a shark." The brunet growled.

Seifer laughed…it's been a long time since he had laughed with the brunet…and it felt good now… "You know what, Squall."

"What?"

Seifer's tone of voice captured his undivided attention. "I'm going to wait for you. However long it may take…I'll wait for you to let me into your life and heart."

Squall gasped and then turned to look at the sea, avoiding the jade eyes that looked almost alive with emotion…

Seifer smiled and stood up, "Since you don't swim, how about we turn back and give the fishermen some of the fish we got, the rest, maybe stuff it in Caine's locker in school."

"You are disgusting. The fish will stink…if I were him I would stuff it down your throat." Squall looked seriously disgusted.

Seifer laughed, "Just kidding, besides, Caine is allergic to fish. It would be funny the way he would start sneezing and then get rashes."

"Some friend." Squall muttered, a smile on his face.

The blonde was singing some crappy song he made up as he went and Squall was looking out to the sea. It was very beautiful, the way the waves glittered with the setting sun, sprinkling as the wind pushed and shoved. It even sounded beautiful, except for Seifer's jarring voice.

"Will you shut up!"

"Why? Ruining your romantic moment with some merman?" Seifer shouted.

"No…ah! You're killing my brain cells and my eardrum is gonna blast for sure!"

Seifer chuckled and look out at the sea too, "It's pretty, right?"

"Yeah." Squall sighed and walked over o the leather seat (the rectangular thingi in the middle ;) ) and lay down, letting the winds sooth his skin.

Seifer smiled and watched Squall's hair as it danced with the breeze.

The brunet closed his eyes and yawned. The rocking motion of the boat was lulling him to sleep and ignoring the sound of the engines was becoming easier as he drifted off to a world that belonged entirely to him and his thoughts.

The blonde knew the exact moment the Squall fell asleep. The way the brunet's body completely relaxed and submitted to rest was amazing. The boy's expression was totally unguarded, his lips parted and his breaths coming in and out deep and unhurried. Seifer's blood heated and he turned to concentrate on the dead fish pile. The way Squall had reacted still brought a smile to his face.

His life without the brunet had been stale and meaningless…it still was, but he knew if only Squall would trust him and let him into his life…things were bound to change…

-

"Squall." Seifer whispered, gently shaking him to wake him up, but the brunet just sighed and turned the other way.

The blonde chuckled and put one arm under Squall's shoulders, the other beneath the boy's knees and picked him up. "I always thought you were a handful."

Squall was light and Seifer cradled him in his arms, getting off the boat and walking to his car. He had already given away all the fish and the fishermen were grateful for it being free.

The blonde managed to open the backseat door and gently set Squall on the leather couch. The brunet moaned and grumbled as he turned and pressed himself to the backrest.

Seifer sighed, "You could press yourself against me too you know."

"Shut up, I'm tired."

Seifer's eyes widened, "You're awake."

"Your arms weren't comfortable." Squall sat up and stretched, "Besides, I'm not that much of a heavy sleeper."

"Yeah sure. I'm convinced." Seifer snorted, the boy had slept through his kisses and he says he's not a heavy sleeper.

Squall snorted and climbed to the front passenger seat, "Besides, I'm hungry."

"Me too." Seifer muttered and Squall had a vague feeling that he and the blonde were talking about two different things.