19
Squall smiled as Caine walked into the kitchen, carrying a bouquet of yellow roses. Seifer was sitting at the kitchen table, a frown on his face.
"Here you go, Squall…to apologize for not coming. My, the air did you good, you look radiant."
"Shut up you damn phony…betcha he got those words from some romance novel."
Squall chuckled and Caine made a face, then turned back to the brunet, "I asked the guy if he had silver roses, ones like the color of the moon to match your eyes, but he said something so beautiful is hard to make synthetically."
Squall burst out laughing and Seifer growled, "That is corny, Caine."
Caine chuckled, "Instead of making lame comments, how about you go get some vase for me to put the roses in?"
Seifer stood up, upsetting the chair, and walked off. Caine inwardly smiled, this will surely remind the blonde about his feelings… turning he watched Squall move around the kitchen and prepare the salad.
"You need some help?"
"No, I'm ok." Squall threw a glance over his shoulder and went back to slicing the tomatoes. Seifer walked into the kitchen carrying the ugliest vase in the house, in his opinion. Caine knew what his friend was thinking and was about to laugh, "Nice vase."
"Yeah I know…that's why I got it." Seifer retorted.
Caine burst out laughing anyway and reached to take the vase, but Seifer was angry. Shoving it into his friend's hand, Seifer turned to leave but the vase slipped and crashed on the floor. Squall whirled around, confusion in his eyes.
Seifer walked out anyway and Caine shook his head.
"What happened here?"
Caine put the bouquet on the table, "Don't worry about it, I'll clean it up."
Squall shook his head in exasperation and pulled out the brush from a drawer, handing it to Caine. Dinner wasn't any good either. Caine was determined to make Seifer realize he loved the brunet, but the blonde was too off the track, thinking Caine was just trying to make him jealous.
"Anyway, Squall…how was your trip?"
"Seifer killed 20 fish! I only saved one, but the rest died!"
"Yeah! He threw the bucket along with the fish…you know Caine, you should have told him about the fish being dead when they are taken out of the water."
"Comon! You should have seen the suffering they went through. I swear, Caine, you have to tell him to go to some confessional! The priest will never I forgive him! That guy is a lawyer but he kills!" Squall cried. Caine got lost in thought…Killing fish was nothing compared to him sleeping with a woman every night…right under the unsuspecting brunet's nose.
Seifer turned away, thinking the same thing.
Squall frowned, "Hello? Are you guys okay? Fazing off like that…"
Caine grinned and Seifer snorted. The brunet raised a brow but said nothing. Caine shrugged, "Anyway, no college tomorrow, what are you guys planning on doing?"
Squall shrugged and turned to Seifer, who frowned, "You tell me."
He glanced at Squall and inwardly screamed. There was ketchup on the boy's chin and his lips looked so damn good to taste. Squall frowned, somehow things seemed tense and confusing.
Caine was smiling and flirting; Seifer was growling and looked seriously preoccupied.
"Okay, since we all finished, how about we…umm…clean up?" Squall stood up and washed his mouth and hands then turned to clean the kitchen table and pack the left-over.
Seifer walked out of the kitchen and into his room, banging the door shut.
"What is wrong with him?" Squall muttered.
Caine chuckled, "Nothing…" if you would only know the only problem of his is you and your presence…
Squall sighed and yawned, "I think I'll go to bed, it was a busy day."
"Sure thing. I'll go home too…let me talk to Seifer first."
Squall waved him off and walked to his room, pulling a towel and walking into the bathroom to shower.
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"What are you planning, Caine?" Seifer spat.
Caine shrugged, "You're having fun screwing women all the time…you don't have feelings for Squall…you did say it was over, right?"
"Fuck you!" Seifer roared.
"Please keep your voice down, Squall is sleeping."
The blonde grabbed Caine by his collar, "Leave him alone."
"Why? So that he would come into your room one day and see you humping a damn lady!" It was Caine's turn to yell.
Seifer let go of his friend, "I don't want to hurt him…but seeing him and not being able to touch him is hurting me."
Caine snorted, "You always let your dick control your mind!"
Seifer sighed, "That doesn't mean anything, she's coming tonight too."
"You are hopeless." Caine spat and turned, walking out of the room, he glanced at Squall's closed door and snorted, if Seifer wasn't going to protect the brunet, he was. Sneaking a glance at Seifer's closed door, he made his way to Squall's room just as the music sounded.