Zell's POV

I hate dealing with Irvine when he's drunk. He's always all touchy feely, and I don't know what to do with it. After I got him into bed—I had to leave his vest and his chaps on, he'll probably be pissed when he wakes up, but after I got his coat and his boots off He started trying to get my shirt off. Only Irvine would use a line as cheesy as "Save a horse and ride a cowboy." When he tried to unzip my fly I bolted. I picked up my gloves and went straight for the training center. What the hell else am I supposed to do you know? I've got a lot of pent up energy to burn.

When I get to the Training center I slip on my gloves and head through the first door. I find a trail of dead Ochu. Damn, somebody beat me to them. Grat blood is smeared across the dirt. Who killed everything?! I start shadow boxing. This is bad, if I don't do something I feel like I'm going to explode. I follow the trail or Grat blood across the bridge and find Squall at the edge of the small island, a T-Rexar's teeth locked on Lionheart.

"Hey Squall, can I lend a hand?" He eyes me for a moment, and then nods, gritting his teeth as the T-Rexar pushes him closer to the edge. He picked a hell of a place to fight something that big. I rush the beast from behind, hammering at it with my fists. Then I drop my heel on its tail, and wait till I hear the snap. It turns to me as I hone my energy, then I pummel it as hard as I can. I nod to Squall as I flip back and kick it in the jaw. He rushes the T-Rexar and slashes it's tail clean off, and shoots it in the spine. It growls wildly, blood splattering everywhere as it turns to attack him. I take the opportunity to hop on its tail and flip up, punching and kicking it in the back of the neck before I flip back to the ground. Squall leans back and shoots it straight in the head, blood shooting out the back and trickling down its scaly back as it wails in pain opening its bent jaw to devour him. He pounces like a hungry cat, and hacks at its neck, passing through its flesh in two swipes and then fires blowing its head clean off. Its boy takes a few steps back then falls back making a heavy thump on the ground, blood and dirt raining down on us both.

"Wow!" I say, bouncing up and down. "What a rush man!" His eyes are closed and he sighs, sitting down, Crap he's depressed isn't he?

"Squall?"

"HN?"

"What's up?" I say, bouncing back and forth, replaying the battle with my fists. He watches me for a moment, and then closes his eyes again, leaning back against a palm tree. "Is something bothering you?" I know it's about Irvine's mission, but he has to at least say it.

"It's nothing." His eyes are still closed.

"Oh, come on Squall!" I shout punching air. "I'm your friend!" He opens his eyes and looks me over. I wonder if I'm the only person that feels like they're completely naked under his scrutiny.

"I know." He says softly, licking his pouty lips, I try not to pay attention. He doesn't say anything more so I just sit with him. Just because he won't talk to me doesn't mean that I'll give up. I scoot closer and pat him on the shoulder, he just leans on me, letting those thick brown eyelashes flutter closed. His breathes are slow and I can feel his body softening against me.

"Squall?" He doesn't respond. Great. He's a sleep. I look over at him, his wispy eyelashes set closed. His feathery chocolate locks sticking to his pale face, he's glowing with a sheen of sweat, his plump pink lips parted, warm breath brushing over my collar bone. Damn, first Irvine, now Squall. Why is everyone trying to tempt me today?

A/N: It's taking so long for me to upload Gomen, I've been tied up with the school.