It had been six years. It seemed like so much shorter than that. Seifer stared blankly ahead at the barren train tracks, almost praying for the ghost train to appear, just to take his mind off things. Not many people knew that he had once had an older sister, he didn't want them to. It was to painful to explain why she wasn't with them anymore.

He clenched his eyes shut as the scene from the day before entered his mind yet again. It was almost the exact same as before, only now he had gotten there before the deed had been done.

He could still remember clearly, even after six years, every detail of the scene. The water dripping to the floor that was the wrong color, the lifeless eyes staring straight upwards, the knife dropped carelessly on the floor, but the worst thing was the blood. It was everywhere. No matter how much he cleaned it up it disappeared.

The worst part was that she had apparently completely forgotten about him. He was supposed to visit her that weekend and it must have slipped her mind because she obviously didn't want him to know about it. Her letter had been addressed to her roommate and she had asked that he not be told how she had died. It was a stroke of bad luck that he was the one to find her first.

That was when he had changed, when his rivalry with Hayner had really begun. It had always given him a distraction from his hurting heart. Then one day he realized he was in love with the other boy. Not just some stupid crush either, even though that's how it started. He truly loved Hayner, as weird as that sounds.

He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. This was just to damn hard. He didn't know how to help the boy. He didn't know what to do. He needed advice, and fast.

There was only one person he knew who had experience with this, Hayner was open to the idea of a Counselor. It was up to Seifer to make the call though, and everything had to be confidential.

The blonde sighed, took out his phone and dialed a number he hadn't needed for three years. The voice on the other end answered and he took a deep breath.

"Hey Zexion. It's me Seifer. .. no I'm fine. Everything's great with me actually… I know it's been awhile. Actually there's a friend of mine I wanted to talk to you about…"

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Hey guys! Sorry it took so long. I am seriously having Seiner withdrawals though so I needed to write more to this. There might be one or two more chaps to this, I don't know for sure. Let me know what you think.