Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ FFVIII Journals ❯ Seifer's Entry ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer - I don't own FFVIII or the characters in the game. I have no money and anything I own is not worth having. This story is fiction.

Warning - A lot of swearing, and male x male thoughts.

Rating - R, it will heat up later on

This will be yaoi folks but for now it is shounen-ai, boys liking boys, in this case Squall + Zell with a little rivalry from Seifer + Zell.

Dedication - To Shaeric Draconis, I luv you very much!

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Seifer Almasy's Journal

[Monday 25th May XXXX Balamb Garden 2300 hours]

[Journal entry # 1]

I hate fucking Journals but I was told it was good therapy. What the fuck would they know what was good therapy for me…bastards the lot of them.

She is the headmistress and though I hate that I have to fucking do this, I will. It is this or being kicked out of the garden for good. I am now a SeeD of Balamb Garden but I have to take orders from his royal coldness, commander Squall!

I know that I was being controlled by Ultimecia but realistically, a part of me knew what was happening, knew what I was doing. I have always wanted to be better than that stick up his ass Squall.

There is definitely rivalry between us, and it is not an attraction thing as many think. Sometimes I hate him so much other times I admire the strength he has especially now when he pretends he doesn't care for the others in his gang. I can see in his eyes that he would die protecting them and it is this that I admire him for. And at times I wished I could be like that.

But the only downfall is you need friends first and I have my eyes on one in particular

He stuck up for me with Quistis, whom I'm afraid can't stand the sight of me….not that I blame her, heh, I love rubbing her up the wrong way. But he stood there and argued with her for me, not that I couldn't do it for myself, but….and I hate to admit this, I was too shocked to say anything.

Raijin and Fuujin are always by my side, but we are a posse, not a popular one admittedly, heh, God I love being an arsehole, but the little blond, chicken wuss as I fondly call him, stood there, his fiery temper getting the better of him yet again, told her to get the stick from out of her ass and give me another chance.

Heh, it took all the control I had not to laugh at his impulsive words and the shocked expression on Quistis, man I wished I had a photo of that one. But it convinced her to give me another chance and Zell just winked and smiled at me and quickly left the office before Quistis started on him.

He is not as stupid as people think, and I'm not stupid either, he is very astute and his innocence and naive ways make you forgive him no matter what he does or says that offends you.

Even the Iceberg King can't stay mad at him for long. Yes the little blond has the commander wrapped around his finger and I'm afraid he is oblivious to it all. Sometimes I would like to shake chicken wuss so he could see what was going on around him.

Especially in the communal showers where he is being watched, not only by myself but my rival, Squall, and tonight the Ice King knows that he is not the only one with their eyes on chicken wuss.

But my reasons are different from his, I want the martial art one for a friend, but I would die first before telling the commander.

If he gets the wrong impression then good, I like to keep him on his toes and if he ever hurts chicken wuss, he will have me to answer too.

Well there is a mission going down tonight, two teams and I'm stuck with Rinoa and Irvine, Quistis doesn't like pairing the gang with their significant partners, hence I am stuck with Casanova and Squall's ex-girlfriend 'Miss goody goody'.

Bleh, I knew Quistis stuck her with me deliberately; she is a hard woman and has a mean streak in her if you piss her off enough times. I would take a bow but I really have to be going.

This journal thing isn't too bad; I will make more entries when I get the time.

Later!

[Seifer Almasy signing out at 2315 hours]