Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Avarìa ❯ Alike but not? ( Chapter 7 )

Avarï˜a

By: Rosiel and Kira

/thoughts/

"Spoken words"

Author's Notes: Rosiel here! I'm doing so much better. Surgery sucks, but Kira was very good to me. *Smirks at Kira* Anyways, the only thing that was the bad thing was recovery. I wanted to get up and move around so bad, but I wasn't supposed to. It made me angry. Although I had people waiting on me, which was fun for a day or two but after a while it gets annoying. Anyways, thank you again for all the sweet reviews, I really appreciated them. Kira would sit at the computer and read them to me; it made me feel much better. Anyways, here's the next chapter enjoy!!! ~Rosiel and Kira

Chapter 6: Alike but not?

Squall slowly opened his eyes the next morning. He started to roll over and get up, when he realized there was an arm draped around his waist. Upon further investigation, he found that he had curled his body around that of his owner's during the night. His head had been using Seifer's shoulder as a pillow, and he'd had one arm draped across the blonde's broad chest.

/Whoa, didn't know I was a cuddler when I slept./ He thought to himself. It felt strange really, but not a bad strange. It left him with a strange feeling within him.

/What have you done to me?/ He silently questioned his sleeping owner. /Just a few weeks ago, I was content going to college, living with my parents and sister. Although I didn't have any friends, aside from my sister, it really didn't bother me that much. No hassles to go through, no having to entertain anyone and I could do what I wanted. You came along and everything is suddenly turned upside down. I find myself reaching out for you, when I should be trying to escape from you. You bought me; well your family bought me. You're supposed to treat me like I'm a piece of property not a human being and yet you do./

/You're a hit man, a cold-blooded killer, and yet when I'm around you, you're always warm and gentle. Sure you give me commands and expect things from me, but sex wasn't it. At least that's what it seemed like. You were so soft and gentle with me last night, it seemed to me, if you wanted me for sex you would've just taken me that first night, instead of waiting for so long to have me. What do you see in me? Why is it that you can see right through my defenses? It's like your looking at my soul, the real me, and you're not astonished by it. You don't want me to stop being me./

/I've always had to be the strong one, the one that held it together when everyone else was under pressure and needed assurance. What about me? Didn't I need assurance and someone to hold me when I felt sad or alone? Apparently not, well not until you came along./

/I never thought I would feel safe in the arms of another, never thought I could enjoy giving myself completely to someone else, but I did and to tell the truth, I really liked not being in control for once. I liked being held and touched so tenderly. Why is it that someone like you, who could have anyone you want, a member of the powerful Almasy family, chose to share your softer side with me? Why not Matron? She adores you, but I suppose in your own way you do show her your softer side, not just that hard exterior you put up./

/I know what that's like to put up a hard exterior like that. I've done it for years. That's probably why I don't have any friends. Because when you get to close to people you get hurt, and I don't want to be hurt. I don't think I could stand the pain of rejection. Will you reject me Seifer? Am I only a sex toy for you? Will you hurt me too?/

Zell closed his eyes, leaning his head back in the plush leather chair. The light streamed into the office, from the large window that covered the wall behind him. He could still feel the fear of having Seifer in the room with him. He knew how dangerous Seifer could be. He in fact had switched offices for that very reason, after having every guard that had been on duty that yesterday disposed of, permanently. He couldn't have incompetent people around him. His life was in danger yesterday. He paid those buffoons to protect him, not allow themselves to be knocked out.

His hand strayed upwards, touching the tattoo on his face. It seemed like an eternity ago, that he and Irvine had been together. Zell had been so in love. He would've done anything for Irvine and he knew Irvine felt the same way. He remembered vividly their last night together.

He had come into their apartment, tired from listening to the continued lectures of his father. It was the only thing that he did now a days. It was the same old thing, when are you going to grow up and realize that Irvine Almasy is just using you? Why won't you take your place as the rightful heir of the Dincht Empire? And when were you going to get rid of that stupid tattoo?

He felt emotionally as well as physically exhausted and had just wanted to curl up in the arms of the man he loved. He started toward the kitchen, his feet barely making a sound on the plush green carpet. The light from the setting sun cast the white walled room of their living room to a slightly orangey red color. Before he could reach the door that separated the living room and kitchen, strong arms wrapped around him and a sloppy kiss was placed on the back of his neck.

"How was it?" Irvine asked softly, tightening his grip on his lover's waist.

He knew immediately that his Cowboy was referring to the meeting with his father. Irvine knew how upset those meetings often left him. He always made sure to pamper his lover when he got home from his screaming match with his father. He leaned his head back on Irvine's shoulder, closing his eyes.

"Horrible. But what else is new?"

A breathy chuckle sounded beside his ear. Zell smiled gently, as another kiss was placed right beneath his earlobe, his sensitive spot. Irvine always knew what places to kiss or touch at just the right moment to drive him mad. He turned in Irvine's arms, slowly draping his own arms around his neck. He smiled gently at him.

"Come on, I made you your favorite dinner, since I knew you were going to have a bad day."

Zell smiled and followed his lover into the kitchen. Irvine made the best hotdogs he had ever tasted and even though between them they had more than enough money to hire servants, they still liked to do things for themselves sometimes. Tonight was no exception. Irvine pulled him into their plush kitchen, their feet clicking on the black and white tile. They sat down at the round oak breakfast table and began to eat.

Once dinner was done, they moved on to other activities, mainly in the bedroom. Zell smiled at the memory, but his happiness turned bitter quickly. How could he ever forgive Irvine for what he had done to him?

/I can't ever forgive him. He told me he loved me, and yet he goes and does something like that./

Zell sighed, folding his hands and placing his elbows on the desk. He closed his eyes, laying his head on his folded hands. He sat like that for a few moments, until the door open.

"I'm in no mood to deal with anything right now, so unless it's an emergency, I would like to be left in peace."

The door closed, but instead of the person leaving, they drew closer.

"Zell Dincht, you might not want me to leave until you hear what I have to say."

Zell looked up and gasped at who stood in front of him.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Author's Notes: Wohoo! It feels so good to be able to write again. I was going stir crazy and I know I was driving Kira nuts as well.

Kira: She's a very crazy when she's sick.

Rosiel: Hey, I'm not that bad!

Kira: Yes you are, you drive everyone nuts and then have the nerve to yell about it when they leave you alone.

Rosiel: *kicks Kira* Ah, shut up. Anyways, thanks for waiting so long for us to get this one out. Since I'm better, I'll try to get cracking with the next chapter. No guarantees since I have a shit load of work to catch up on, since I missed our first week of classes. Ugh! Oh well, nothing you can do right? I won't gross you out with the details of my surgery, but at least it's over with and Kira and I can get back to writing good Seifer and Squall stuff. Ciao!