hey there...finally done with this chapter...
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Seifer grinned as he parked his car in front of Caine's apartment, "So, what do you want to do, cupcake?"
Squall rolled his eyes at the silly endearment and shrugged, "I think I'll study something."
Seifer nodded, "Great. I will watch think of lunch."
Squall shrugged again and walked into Caine's room, shutting the door softly behind him.
He frowned, why was he distancing himself from the guy he loved deep down? Squall walked over and sat on Caine's chair.
He didn't have any of his books, so pulled a paper from Caine's notepad and started sketching.
Why am I hiding here?
You're afraid of how deep you feel for the blonde, aren't you?
Squall looked up for a second, before pressing harder at some points on the paper to shade...
You trust him...why are you here?
Squall flipped the pencil in his fingers a couple of times before resuming his soft sketching of three guys...
You're avoiding him...why?
The one in the middle strongly resembled Caine, his arms over the shoulders of the guys on each side of him...
He could hear Seifer laugh at something outside and then there was a clutter of dishes and a curse...
Will you ever go to him and open up?
He knows, my father told him...
But he would want to hear it from you, I am sure of that...
Yeah whatever, get lost...
Are you scared?
NO, why should I be?
Because you will betray him like you betrayed Denzel...
Squall pushed back to swing slightly on the two back legs of the chair, balancing his weight so as not to fall. His heart was sinking and he drew two hands clasping, his and Seifer's, from opposite sides of the paper.
Seifer was grinning...He was smiling...
I love him...I would never hurt him...
Seifer barged into the room and Squall gasped loudly, losing his balance...falling backward.
Instinctively the brunet shut his eyes tightly and hugged the picture to his chest, but he never hit the ground. Opening his eyes he was met by Seifer's grinning face, "Hey there angel, mind if I dropped in?"
The blonde had grasped the sides of the chair, which were now mere inches above the ground.
Seifer's lips were almost touching Squall's as he bent closer, "You should be careful angel...wouldn't want you getting hurt, you know."
Squall opened his mouth to speak, but let out a shaky breath instead.
The blonde moaned and finally claimed the brunet's parted lips, nibbling on Squall's upper lip and then pulling away he turned the chair around with Squall still sitting on it, moving to stand above the brunet's laps and bent to nibble on the top of Squall's ear, "What are you doing?"
Squall sighed, "Nothing..."
"You want to go out for a picnic?" Seifer whispered hotly.
"Umm." Squall closed his eyes as Seifer sucked on his ear, his hands moving beneath the brunet's shirt to caress the taut muscles.
"You're tense, don't you like this?" Seifer pulled away.
Squall opened his eyes, a slight blush on his cheeks, "I'm going to shower and change."
"Okay angel, I'll pack lunch. I got this great spot I want you to see."
Squall stood and brushed past the blonde, "Great."
A paper fell from Squall's laps and the blonde bent to pick it up, whistling to attract the brunet's attention, "Nice...I never knew you drew."
Squall yelped and snatched the picture out of the blonde's hand, "I don't draw often."
Seifer snatched the drawing back, "It's nice. I'm going to hang it on the wall in my room."
"Like hell. Give it back."
Seifer looked thoughtful then grinned devilishly, "What if I say no?"
"Comon, Seifer, I am not playing games." Squall's tone was full of exasperation.
Seifer shrugged, "How badly do you want it?"
"Bad enough to slice you to pieces if you won't give it!"
"Oh." The blonde chuckled, "Okay gimme a nice kiss and I will give it to you."
"Like hell!" Squall glared daggers at the blonde, who chuckled at the vehement reply.
"Okay fine. Here you go princess, don't get mad."
Squall snorted and took the drawing, not knowing what to exactly do with it.
Seifer sighed and walked out of the room, "Don't take your time. Hey," his head appeared in the doorway, "You want me to scrub your back, kitten?"
"In your freakin dreams." Squall spat and put the drawing on the table, pulling a towel and heading for the shower.
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The sun was high and warm when Seifer parked his SUV by a small, verdant hill.
Squall was smiling softly as he waited for Seifer to get out and catch up to him.
"It's nice here, right?" the blonde took Squall's hand in his own, entwining their fingers.
Squall nodded and looked over at the picnic basket and mattress they were going to eat on in Seifer's other hand. "Do you want some help?"
"Nah, I can manage just fine, angel."
Squall nodded and turned to admire the area. Surely it was magnificent. There was a large cherry blossom tree in the middle of the hill, surrounded by daisies and pansies. Bees were flying around, sucking on the nectar, while the birds chirped and jumped around on the branches, apparently enjoying themselves with not a care in the world.
Seifer was studying Squall the whole time, appreciating the way the sun reflected of his silky, brown hair and added a cheerful tint to his cheeks.
The brunet smiled and turned back, captivated as his gaze met deep, jade eyes.
Seifer bent and pressed a kiss to the tip of Squall's nose, making the younger brunet chuckle.
Letting go of Squall's hand, the blonde spread the mattress and sat on it, patting the space beside him for the brunet to join him.
Squall sat and grinned, "Do you come here often?"
"Well, not really...and even when I did come, I don't think it had ever been more serene or breathtaking." Seifer stroked Squall's cheek and grinned as the brunet blushed furiously at the tender action, "So...umm...what did you prepare for lunch?"
Seifer looked into the basket and started taking out what he had packed...a box of chocolates, cookies, five sandwiches wrapped in aluminum foil, a large bottle of water, four coke cans, and strawberry tarts.
"You packed a lot of things."
Seifer chuckled and set the still half filled basket down, "We'll be staying here for a while, trust me it makes you hungry."
Squall nodded as Seifer took a sandwich, unwrapping it and handing it to the brunet, "Here you go princess."
Squall raised a brow, "I can unwrap my own, you know."
"Yes I do know, however you're taking this to thank me for bringing you to this great place."
Squall sighed and took the sandwich, turning slightly to watch as the grass danced with the cool breeze.
"It's very peaceful here." He whispered.
Seifer nodded as he too looked around. There were three kids playing hide and seek around the bushes and trees, their parents just down the hill, also enjoying lunch in the beautiful countryside. Birds were everywhere, along with most kinds of insects, which buzzed or crawled by or just stood there creating a pleasant picture. But to Seifer, Squall was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
He pulled a flower from beside the mat, cutting it, a white flower with a yellow interior, and reached to instill it over Squall's ear.
Squall pouted but made no move to remove it.
"You look heavenly."
The brunet cleared his throat and took another bite of his sandwich, smoothing some strands of hair away from his face and eyes.
The blonde grinned, "Not good with compliments I see."
Squall stuck out his tongue, and in the blink of an eye, Seifer had taken that tongue into his mouth to suck on it lightly. Squall whimpered and closed his eyes, the sandwich falling from his hand. Seifer pushed him down on the grass, straddling his hips.
The brunet looked flushed when he finally released his mouth, but Seifer bent to nibble on Squall's soft throat, "I can't help it, Squall. When I am with you, all I think about is taking you into my arms and making sweet love to you."
Squall sighed, wrapping his arms around the blonde's broad shoulders.
Seifer rested his forehead on Squall's, "But it's okay. You trust me right? I would never hurt you...or make love to you for the first time in public."
Squall chuckled, "Well, well...since when did you have a brain?"
Seifer pouted playfully and nipped Squall's lower lip, "I always had one; it just never functioned till I met you."
Squall burst out laughing, the music of his voice echoing in the branches of the cherry blossom, the birds singing along, the flowers witness to its magnificence, the breeze blowing a tad harder to carry the innocent melody as far as heaven...
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romantic, ne?