OMG I TOTALLY FORGOT TO DO BARTZ BEFORE TETRRA! So I had to throw this together to make it up for you guys. I kinda just winged it. XD
"Dudes we got to do something." Bartz said, running his fingers threw Zidane's hair. The blonde Genome mewled and wrapped his tail around Bartz's waist. Squall sighed and rolled his eyes. It was Saturday and Bartz had invited both Zidane and Squall over for the day. Both had arrived around the same time and Bartz father had greeted them both with a big "Hello" before hugging them both. Now he sat, watching teenage hormones at work between Bartz and Zidane. Seriously what was it with these two and their constant little affections for each other. It was obvious what they were doing they just weren't going to admit what it meant.
"Why don't you two just go out already?" Squall asked, a tad annoyed at their constant affections.
"What?" Bartz asked, still continuing to run his fingers through Zidane's hair.
"You heard me." Squall said. "You two are always like this. Your playing with his hair, Zidane is rubbing your back, you two sleep in the same bed whenever either you sleeps over to my house or each others." He watched as both Zidane and Bartz blushed, laughing nervously. "Well?"
"I don't like Bartz." Zidane mumbled, looking away and blushing. Squall rolled his eyes.
"Oh please Zidane, I've none the both of you since Kindergarten. If I said something like that you would fire back a comment of sorts, laugh and then go and do something else."
"Yea, so?"
"Your not doing it now."
"Well what about Garnet?" Bartz asked, curiosity lacing his voice.
"What about her?" Squall asked. "We both know Zidane is a womanizer and the two are constantly breaking up and getting back together. It would be easier if the both of you just got together." Zidane frowned, clearly not liking about being talked about.
"So?" Zidane asked.
"Just admit you like Bartz, Zidane." Squall said coolly. "Bartz, do you like Zidane?"
"Um well…I mean well…your are kinda cute Zidane…and your pretty nice to me and girls don't really notice me…" Bartz's face was almost as red as Zidane's.
"…" Zidane remained silent.
"Kiss him." Squall said bluntly.
"W-What?" Bartz asked.
"Kiss him." Squall said again. "I mean if Zidane has no feelings for you I don't think he would mind-"
"HELL NO!" Zidane shouted, frowning. "I'm not kissing him!"
"Chicken." Bartz said, smirking.
"…What did you just call me?" Zidane asked, fists clenched.
"He called you a chicken Zidane, you kinda are if you can't kiss him-"
"Oh just kiss me!" Zidane said, flinging Bartz to his bed and roughly kissing him. Bartz gave out a small gasping sound and wrapped his arms around Zidane's neck, Squall smirking smugly. Knew it. He waited a few moments….okay this was going a little to far. He wanted to prove a point not watch the two make out and knowing how fast Zidane works it was going to go past them just making out.
"Okay you two you can stop-" The bedroom door opened and Bartz's father Gilgamesh walking in.
"Bartz, would you and your friends like-" The sentence died off as he saw his son kissing the blonde genome.
"Uhh..h-hi dad." Bartz stammered.
"Oh my god…"
"Uh wait dad, it's not what it looks like-"
"HONEY! OUR SON HAS A BOYFRIEND! AND IT'S THE BLONDE MONKEY! I WIN THE BET!" Gilgamesh shouted, smiling and laughing triumphantly. "Oh my god you two are so cute!"
"Uh….thanks dad?" Bartz said slowly. Ex slowly approach the bedroom and looked in, Squall trying his hardest to keep his composure and not laugh his ass off.
"It appears he does, Gilgamesh." Ex said slowly, studying the two. "Use a condom." With that he left, Bartz face bright red.
"DAD WERE WEREN'T GONNA DO THAT! SQUALL IS HERE!" Bartz yelled.
"So you would do it if I weren't here?" Squall snickered.
"Yes." Bartz replied curtly. Then blushed again. "No, wait! That's not what I meant!" Bartz stammered out, staring at his father. "I swear!" Squall couldn't help it, he started laughing. Then Gilgamesh. Then Zidane. "Oh you guys can all go fuck yourselves."