Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Charango ❯ Charango ( Prologue )

Author's Note: YAY! Well my other fanfic that I'm working on seems to have come to an abrupt stop. Hmmm a brick wall if you will. So in order to getting going again I'm starting a new fiction. Yes Yes I know, many people have been doing these "AU" fanfictions about College and High school, but hey, I thought I'd give it a go too. The Name of this new fanfiction you ask? Well Start reading!! ^____^.

Disc: Not mine, just taking some characters and putting them in University.

Rate: NC-17 for later chapters of course. *waggles eyebrow*

Pairing: Seifer Squall, along with some other pairs…possibly.

Summ: Alternate Universe. Okay, Squall and Seifer go to University!! YAY! Living on campus can be such a pain in the ASS! Literally.

~*//Charango//*~

You see a figure, male, holding onto the railing of the bus as he makes his way down to the sidewalk, a bag over one shoulder and a pamphlet in the other hand. The bus gives a huff leaving a gray mask behind it along with a few dancing leaves. He watches it leave, the breeze gently ruffling his hair. Tightening the grip he holds on his shoulder strap, the man walks forward, cutting across the first plain of grass stretching across his new home. Two students walk by on the cracked sidewalk, chattering like squirrels and giggling like hyenas. Everything was fucked. A contrasting rabbit scampered over to the young man. He looks at it and sneers.

{What the hell is this? A petting zoo? A hippy probably thought it'd be fun to let just ONE go. Jesus Christ.}

Walking over the hill and leaving the black ball of fur behind him, you watch as he stops. Ahead: Trees, great oaks, grassy fields, parking lots, student housing, buildings intermingling with trees, one way roads forking off into corners, rabbits scattering green hills, vines clinging to structures and Students walk in every direction.

{Welcome home.} You watch his hand opens the pamphlet. {Fuck}

WELCOME TO CHARANGO

"Student housing, dorm 390…" The man you saw before walks along the hallway on the third floor. "386, 388, 390." Riffling through his pockets he pulls out a key and works it into the doorknob. *Click* Pulling out the gold cutting, turns the silver knob and flings the door open. He raises an eyebrow then flicks on the lights.

{Oh this is nice, just enough room to turn around in.} Throwing his bag on the mattress he closes the door. Inside there's enough room to walk through the space between the bed and desk area, if you turn sideways. A closet sits tight against the wall on the right and a nice view of a tree is sculpted in the right corner with a ledge, corkboard plasters the walls beside the one-person bed.

{At least they gave me a view} taking a seat on the bed he runs a hand threw his hair then lets it fall to his lap. His eyes analyze the room scanning over the walls, the closet, the window. This wasn't anything like he thought it would be. Turning to his bag he opens the zipper and rummages through some articles of clothing. Pulling out a erasable marker he stands and opens the door. In the middle is a small white board for messages. Taking the black tip he scrawls neatly in cursive writing SQUALL LOIRE. and leaves it at that, closing the door and shutting everything out.

"WOOOOOO!!! Haha!" On the middle field a student with short black hair catches a football and sends it spiraling back to his buddy. Squall watches them from the brick sidewalk, hands in pockets, trying to look rather menacing. Tree shadows caress his pale face as the afternoon sun floods the campus, briefly studying his surroundings as he passes by the brunette makes his way towards a large totem poll the towers into the sky. It starts out as a frog, then a raven, morphing into a man then into a woman, it continues into the air, mix matching bodies as it does so. Squall's brows furrow as he read the inscription.

"HEY! LOOK OUT!" The lithe student turns around.

"Aiia!!" *Thwack* A pink Frisbee hits him dead in the center of the head, falling over he lands with a pathetic thud. Another student runs over to him.

"Hey are you okay?" Squall groans slightly, rubbing the bump on his forehead. {Oh now that was impressive} Rolling his eyes he doesn't reply

"Sorry about that, my friends got one hell of a throw." Offering the grounded boy a hand he helps him up.

"Whatever." The other man grins.

"The names Zell, Zell Dincht…" Nothing. He motioned to Squall. "And you would be…"

"Squall." Cold and monotone, he sure did know how to kill a conversation.

"Well, I'll see you around then, eh Squall? Say, what dorm you in?"

"Not yours." With that said he left Zell alone with his pink Frisbee.

"…Bitch…" The spiky blonde fingered Squall's retreating back and was on his way. Going back to whatever trip he was content on making, Squall folded his hands into this pant pockets.

{This is going to be some fun…}

Tbc….

Just a Little Teaser.

I'll continue…if you want. ^______^. Let me Know PLEASE!! I'm filled with Ideas for this one!!!

-Tongari

Seifer: Hehe, me too. Hey When do I come in?!

Tongari: Soon enough.