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Seifer was sleeping in Squall's bed, hugging Squall's pillow to his naked chest.

Even in his dreams he saw Squall, held him, touched him. The brunet was driving him nuts.

Groaning, Seifer came awake, pulling his body off the bed and walking over to his room to put on something. The brunet had him sleeping in towels. He rubbed his eyes. He felt rested a little, but what was more important was the reminder that Squall had a father and a home away from here.

After putting on his pants and a shirt, the blonde walked over to the phone book, searching for Laguna's number.

-

Caine walked into his apartment and smiled at Squall, who was sitting on the sofa, hugging his knees to his chest.

"How was your day?" Squall asked.

"It was okay. Boring though. You know how classes are."

Squall nodded, but in truth he wasn't even listening, he didn't really care. All he wanted to know was how Seifer was...where was he? Was he looking for him or sleeping with another girl?

Caine saw the younger brunet sober, "Would you like to go out for lunch?"

"No, I'm not really hungry, thanks" Squall stood up, "Maybe I will take a walk somewhere."

"I think I'll go with you."

"No, you don't have to. I want to be alone." Squall brushed past Caine, but the older brunet blocked his exit, "Wait for me. I'll wash up and come with you."

"What part of I want to be alone don't you get?"

"The alone part angel, now please wait for me." Caine ruffled Squall's hair.

Squall sighed, "I don't want to walk anymore then."

Caine shrugged, "Okay I suppose. What do you want to do instead? Watch a movie?"

"No. I will sit in your room."

"Okay great! We could have some quality time or something."

Squall gritted his teeth...what was up with the guy... was he pretending to be ignorant or just completely nuts?

Caine chuckled, knowing he was getting on Squall's nerves but also conscious of the fact that he had taken Squall's mind off of the blonde at least for a while.

"Listen, Caine. I appreciate your help and all, but I want to be alone, dammit! Am I speaking Latin or something!"

"Comon, don't get mad...I want to sit with you...and no you're not speaking Latin...I'm sure it's English to the very last letter."

Squall put his hands on his hips, "Okay then...define alone!"

"umm...that's a tough one..." Caine grinned foolishly.

Squall moaned, "Comon, leave me alone, there's a limit to stupidity for god's sake!"

Caine burst out laughing, "No way! You want to be with me, just playing hard to get."

"Yeah and the sky is RED!"

"Well, actually it won't be red till sunset, which is in a few hours."

Squall threw his hands in the air and turned, but Caine grasped his arm, "Squall...about last night..."

Squall slightly tensed and turned around...there was a minute of uncomfortable silence before Squall finally said something, "I'm sorry"

"No, I didn't mean to take advantage of you..."

Squall looked stunned for a minute, "No...I was using you to make me forget some of my pain."

Caine chuckled, "Okay then, I guess we're even..."

Squall snorted, "I think we're 'odd'."

Caine burst out laughing, "Well then, little odd kitten, how about lunch?"

Squall snorted, "Yeah whatever."

Caine nodded, "I'll freshen up then we could go."

Squall shrugged and sat back down on the sofa, remembering the meals he had with the blonde...

-

Seifer paced the confines of his room like a caged animal.

No wonder I haven't seen the brunet anywhere...catching the late night plane back...I am such a fool...I should have known...he went back...he left me! He's not planning on coming back! He didn't even accept the phone to talk to me! Why! Please what can I do? Oh, God... please tell me what should I do!

The blonde was so frustrated at himself, so angry and helpless...walking over to one of is large dressers he pulled out a suitcase...

If Squall wasn't coming back, then I would go to him...

-

Caine did most of the talking as he watched Squall look away once in a while, ignoring him or just losing himself in his thoughts...which he guessed were most probably of the blonde.

It was almost sunset when Caine pulled over in front of his apartment.

Squall smiled, "Thanks for lunch, it was really good."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Caine walked out and unlocked his door, standing in the doorway, a surprised frown on his face.

Squall was in the car still, apparently preoccupied from the faraway look in his eyes.

"Seifer, what are you doing here?"

"Since when did I need permission to come over. That's not why you gave me the keys, Caine."

Caine knew Seifer hadn't spotted Squall yet and he turned, "Wait, I'll tell my friend to come over later then."

Caine shut the door and ran to the car, "Squall...here are the car keys...umm could you go...I need my house for a few hours, okay?"

Squall frowned and shrugged, "Yeah whatever."

Caine nodded and walked back to the apartment, thinking of keeping Seifer from knowing Squall was with him.

"So, Seifer, what brings you here?"

"I'm leaving." The blonde began, sitting on the sofa, covering his face with his hands.

"What? Where?" Caine sat in front of his friend, suddenly very confused.

"I called Squall's father...Laguna...he said Squall was there...and the guy wouldn't even accept the phone to talk to me."

Caine frowned; Seifer sure was fast...he hadn't expected him to call so soon...it's barely been two days... "So, when is your flight?"

"Tomorrow morning is the soonest I could find. It's not even first class like I always book..."

Caine sympathized with his friend, but what was to be done now? Should he say Squall was here? But wouldn't it cause more problems? Caine felt like a cloud floating in the sky, having no destination or even shape.

Seifer stood up, "His father told me he was raped...The bastard Brad raped him, but Squall never testified in court...he told you that, though...you knew before me, right?"

Caine stood up too and nodded, "I thought he should be the one to tell you."

"Didn't he tell you anything else? Did you know he was going to his father's place? Did you know that he walked in on me?"

Caine turned to look out the window...he didn't want to lie anymore...

Seifer took silence for consent and turned, bumping into a table, then kicking it so hard that it moved back a few feet and unsettled the lamp, which crashed as it fell to the floor.

Caine winced and turned to Seifer, "What did Squall walking away teach you?"

"What the fuck is this anyway! I never freakin asked for a psychologist...I am who I am..."

"Would you change for the one you love?"

Seifer stopped for a minute.

Caine snorted, "What? Are you going to screw girls while Squall watches?"

Seifer whirled around and grabbed Caine by the collar, "What the fuck is wrong with you! What is your problem!"

Caine snorted sarcastically, his hands grasping Seifer's fists, "Why not ask what your problem is? Definitely the problem wasn't me when Squall left now, was it?"

The blonde gritted his teeth, the brunet was right...it was his fault and his fault alone...in fact Caine had warned him something like this would happen if he wouldn't stop that nonsense, but he had ignored his friend and done what he wanted...hasn't he always been like that? Doing what he wanted when he wanted, without a care in the world for other people's feelings...not even the feelings of the only one he claimed to have loved...

Tears fell from Seifer's eyes, which had clouded, becoming darker than a lush, green meadow at night.

Caine was taken aback, "Seifer?"

"Please Caine...I love him I swear...what can I do? I love him so much...I can't bear to live...what if he doesn't accept me? He hates me now for sure..."

Caine's eyes looked over the blonde's shoulder as Squall stood there, speechless and stunned.

He had been there for the past ten minutes, listening to their argument, hearing what the blonde had to say.

Squall's own eyes filled with tears...he had come back for his cell phone, but when he walked in Seifer was grasping Caine's lapels and they were talking about him.

Seifer let go of Caine, "I'm sorry for everything...I think I'll just go now."

"Go where?" a barely audible whisper.

Seifer's head snapped up and his eyes lit, turning to look at an angel...his angel...

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so? this is not such a bad chapter right? lools...i think the ending was good...anyway...lemme go work on the update...god i have two essays due tomorrow and i haven't even started...

why do now what you can leave for later, right? hehehhe

/Seifer(snorting)/ twisting sayings to your convenience .

turning to glare at him but finding him gone

/Seifer(hiding in the closet)/ shit man...she seriously has a temper...