Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Avarìa ❯ Kidnapped by the Enemy!! ( Chapter 9 )

Avarìa

Disclaimer: The only thing I own is a Seifer bobble head doll, don't sue!

(Thoughts)

"Spoken words"

Author's Notes: And we're back by popular demand! We just want to thank every one of you guys that have made this fic possible. Honestly I don't think we would've worked on it this hard if it weren't for you guys. Our kitten is doing really well. She's still a pain in the ass though, cute but a pain in the ass. She even has Squall's eyes! We've nicknamed her Squall. Heh! Now, if only she knew how to glare like Squall. We need to get another one so we can name it Seifer. Gee, I wonder what would happen? LOL! I'm just kidding. Anyways, thanks so much for being patient. ON TO THE FIC!!!

Chapter 8: Kidnapped by the enemy!

Zell closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He never would've thought he would've been so upset by what Quistis said. Sure he felt betrayed by Irvine, and he wanted him to know the kind of pain he had known, but to think that Quistis would want to harm her own brothers, and for a slave no less. True, the slave was beautiful from the way Quistis described him, and true she had always hated her younger brother Seifer, but to want to go that far? It just didn't seem right.

Irvine was still a good man; he didn't want to hurt him that badly. /Although he sure as hell deserves it./ He thought to himself, shaking his head. He'd agreed to help Quistis and now he wasn't so sure about it. He thought about calling her and taking back his promise, when he remembered her threat. / "If you back out or tell my brother or any member of my family what we've planned, I have some pretty incriminating evidence against you. And tell me the truth Zell, who would honestly believe you over me? You could have some heavy jail terms, so I would think before letting the cat out of the bag./

Zell leaned back in the plush leather chair. Why had he agreed to her offer? It seemed like a good idea at the time. He got his revenge on Irvine; Quistis got that slave and control of the Almasy family. Then they would form an alliance that no one would ever hope to stop. Good idea right? Zell sat up at the sound of beeping letting him know that someone was on the line.

"Dincht speaking." He said, in his voice that meant all business.

Unlike what people liked to think, he was only hyper outside of work, when he was with family and friends he bounced around and generally had a good time.

"Boss, we've got everything ready to go. Should we move in?"

"No, wait. If you try to take the house, Seifer and the guards will kill you all very quickly. Wait until tonight, Seifer will be with his whore, he won't suspect a thing. He's our main source of problem anyway. Disable the security system at 9:55, that gives everyone a few minutes to get into position and then take the house."

"Yes Sir!"

"I don't want anyone harmed. Just get Seifer's sex kitten and bring him back here. I'll send a message to Seifer that if he wants to see him alive, he'll cooperate."

"What about Irvine sir? And how do we know Seifer will cooperate?"

"Seifer is in love with that little bitch, he'll do anything to get him back. As for Irvine, I have information that he's out of town with his lovely wife on business." Zell resisted the urge to spit out the word wife.

From what he had seen, Selphie was a lot like him, except she was a brunette and a female. /She never had to worry about her father breaking she and Irvine up./ Zell shook his head at the thought. Now was not he time to concentrate on Irvine, it was time to get the plan underway.

Squall slid into bed beside his owner. /No, not just my owner anymore./ He thought, smiling. He had never thought of himself as the type to fall in love with anyone, let alone another man. But that was the position he found himself in. And although he hated Seifer babying him, Seifer called it pampering, he was sure he could at least deal with it for a few more days. Maybe he would have a talk with Matron about Seifer giving him some breathing room. He wasn't a very talkative person by nature and more or less preferred to be by himself, but with Seifer, all of that changed. /God, I bet Elle would piss all over herself if she saw me smiling and relaxed like this./ At home he had never been able to relax, to much stress from school, trying to fight off the horde of women who tried to win his attention, especially one annoying cheerleader, he found himself wondering if Ellone had killed her yet……..

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door of their room opening. Seifer stepped into the light from the small lamp resting on the bedside table.

"What are you thinking about? Me?"

Squall arched an eyebrow, not feeling inclined to tell his large blond lover.

"C'mon you can tell me? You were thinking how sexy I am, am I right?"

"Do you ever get over yourself?" Squall asked, crossing his arms.

"Not really. Now seriously, why are you sitting here in the near dark?"

"Thinking."

"I think we established that all ready."

"About my family."

"Squall…" Seifer started.

"It's all right. I'm okay. I'll…."

But before Squall could get the rest of his sentence out, the door burst open. In flowed about ten men armed to the teeth. They trained their guns on Seifer, who jumped in front of his slave.

"We don't want to hurt you Almasy. Just hand over the slave and everything will be fine." The leader, a tall broad man with dark hair and eyes spoke with a harsh biting tone.

"Not on your life!" Seifer snarled.

He lashed out at the man closest to him. Slamming the man in the gut with his fist, the man fell under the hard blow. Squall's eyes widened. /What the hell is this all about?/ Three other men ganged up on his lover, finally pulling the man to the ground. The leader motioned with his head to the nearly naked slave lying on the bed. Squall was jerked to his feet. He immediately began to struggle to get away, until a gun was trained on his master.

"Unless you want us to splatter his brains on the carpet, I suggest you come quietly." The leader said smugly, his dark eyes shining.

"Squall,"

Squall looked at his master/lover. "It'll be okay, baby. I promise. Go with them and I'll find you…." Before his master could finish his sentence, the butt of a gun was brought down, smashing into his forehead, rendering the man unconscious.

Squall was dragged out of the luxurious home. Bound and gagged, he was thrown into a dark van where he was injected with a strong tranquilizer. As he drifted off, he could've sworn he heard a familiar voice, but unable to make out the words, he let blackness consume him.

Author's Notes: Wohoo! It's done, it's finally done. Does happy dance. Okay, I'm over it. Kira and I worked hard to get this one out. Our kitten, was bugging us the whole time. We've all ready decided, since it's kind of hard to tell what they are when they're young, and she's only 4 to 5 weeks old, we're going to name her Squall, even though we all ready call her that from time to time. Anyways, we've been working hard to get this chapter out and balance out our insane college schedules. We've also been trying to read a few fics and get some ideas for where we want to take this one. We've finally got what we wanted and we're also working on the sequel, so look for it as soon as this one is through! See ya later!