Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Junkie-love ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )
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By: Yorda 
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 05.16.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 865 | Visits: 380 | Status: Work In Progress
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 05.16.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 865 | Visits: 380 | Status: Work In Progress
Title: Junkie-love
Author: Yorda
Rating: NC-17
Diclaimer: Sadly none of the characters of FF8 are mine, but belong to Squaresoft
Couples: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: angst, lemon, language, mild violence, drug use, OOC
Summary: Seifer's on drugs and it's Squall's duty to help him.
**AN: I'm sorry. Sorry that it took me this long to write the last chapter of my fic. You probably aren't interested in hearing my
excuses, but I've hardly had any spare time, having to work six days a week. Also, I was stupid enough to start two other fics
before finishing Junkie-love, so this is what happens, I end up neglecting my older, unfinished fics.
I read the fic, and now I'm so irritated and angry. The fic is fu**** filled with grammatical errors and is so damn stupid and
cheesy that I'm hating it. I would like to re-write so many things. Right now, all I wanna do is finish the fic and get rid of it.
Many of you were probably waiting lemon, but this version of the final chapter will be short and un-lemony. I'll most likely re-
write this chapter, and many other chapters too on my summer holiday, but right now, I'm so damn tired and exhausted, so this
is what you'll get. Sorry. **
Chapter 9:
The two of them sat on the floor, Squall in Seifer's arms. He felt happy and content, all the previous anger towards the older
man now gone. The brunette nuzzled against Seifer's warm chest and inhaled the fresh scent of the blonde's shirt. 'He does care
about me.' Squall thought in his mind, his lips curving up into a smile. Slowly he leaned back and raised his face. Seifer looked
down to meet the younger man's greyish eyes. His blonde brows twisted downwards as he saw the innocent look on Squall's
face. Seifer felt a warm feeling inside him, filling his whole body.
'Is this what they call love?' he asked himself and brought his right hand up to gently caress Squall's soft cheek. Squall closed
his eyes and leaned into Seifer's touch. He let out a surprised gasp when Seifer suddenly pulled him close and held him tightly
against his chest.
"Seifer?" Squall whispered, slightly bewildered. The blonde refused to let go and only tightened his hold on Squall. 'What's
with him?' the brunette wondered, but let Seifer hold him.
"Squall. Thanks." The blonde finally said, leaning back so that he could see Squall's face.
"What did I do?" Squall asked, confusion all over his face. Seifer gave him a soft smile and suddenly stood up. He walked over
to the window of their dorm-room and gazed up into the cloudless sky. Squall did the same and came to stand behind Seifer's
back.
"Thanks for saving my life Squall. If it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't be around anymore." Seifer said, not turning
around to look at Squall. "The shot of heroine I took at the hotel was too much for my body, so I would have died if you hadn't
called help." The blonde continued, his voice only a whisper now. Seifer lowered his face, finally turning around. Squall just
stood there, a frown on his face. He didn't want to think about what would have happened if he hadn't been around that day, or
if he hadn't woken up.
"I owe you Squall Leonhart, big time." Seifer said firmly and raised his face, looking serious.
"You owe me nothing. And I don't wanna think about it Seifer. You're alive, you're not using anymore, so can't we just let it
go?" The brunette asked and brought his hand up to stroke his messy brown strands. Seifer moved closer and gave Squall an
approving nod.
"Sounds good to me Squall." He said and met the brunette's relieved eyes. Squall watched as Seifer's lips suddenly turned up
into a smirk. The blonde raised one brow and took a step forward.
"Hey Squall, you still wanna be my boyfriend?" Seifer asked and gave Squall a meaningful look. The smirk on his face grew
wider. Squall arched his dark eyebrows, slightly surprised by Seifer's question. 'He remembers!' the brunette thought in his
mind. He stood still as Seifer came to stand before him and looked up to meet the blonde's green eyes. Squall's lips turned up
into a smile.
"Well...do you want me to be?" the brunette asked the older man, a questioning look on his face.
The smile on Seifer's lips was enough for Squall to know how the blonde felt, but he still wanted to hear Seifer say it. The
blonde brought his hands down to Squall's waist and pulled him into an embrace.
"Yeah Squall, I want you to be." He whispered, kissing the smaller man's neck lovingly.
::::::::::::The end::::::::::
**This sucks! Damn! My muses have abandoned me! This was probably a huge disappointment for many of you, and it was for
me too. I think I'm gonna re-write this sooner than I intended. I can't leave the chapter like this. I hate it. I want to write lemon
in it, but am in no mood to write it right now. And it's so short too. Sorry.
-Yorda
Author: Yorda
Rating: NC-17
Diclaimer: Sadly none of the characters of FF8 are mine, but belong to Squaresoft
Couples: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: angst, lemon, language, mild violence, drug use, OOC
Summary: Seifer's on drugs and it's Squall's duty to help him.
**AN: I'm sorry. Sorry that it took me this long to write the last chapter of my fic. You probably aren't interested in hearing my
excuses, but I've hardly had any spare time, having to work six days a week. Also, I was stupid enough to start two other fics
before finishing Junkie-love, so this is what happens, I end up neglecting my older, unfinished fics.
I read the fic, and now I'm so irritated and angry. The fic is fu**** filled with grammatical errors and is so damn stupid and
cheesy that I'm hating it. I would like to re-write so many things. Right now, all I wanna do is finish the fic and get rid of it.
Many of you were probably waiting lemon, but this version of the final chapter will be short and un-lemony. I'll most likely re-
write this chapter, and many other chapters too on my summer holiday, but right now, I'm so damn tired and exhausted, so this
is what you'll get. Sorry. **
Chapter 9:
The two of them sat on the floor, Squall in Seifer's arms. He felt happy and content, all the previous anger towards the older
man now gone. The brunette nuzzled against Seifer's warm chest and inhaled the fresh scent of the blonde's shirt. 'He does care
about me.' Squall thought in his mind, his lips curving up into a smile. Slowly he leaned back and raised his face. Seifer looked
down to meet the younger man's greyish eyes. His blonde brows twisted downwards as he saw the innocent look on Squall's
face. Seifer felt a warm feeling inside him, filling his whole body.
'Is this what they call love?' he asked himself and brought his right hand up to gently caress Squall's soft cheek. Squall closed
his eyes and leaned into Seifer's touch. He let out a surprised gasp when Seifer suddenly pulled him close and held him tightly
against his chest.
"Seifer?" Squall whispered, slightly bewildered. The blonde refused to let go and only tightened his hold on Squall. 'What's
with him?' the brunette wondered, but let Seifer hold him.
"Squall. Thanks." The blonde finally said, leaning back so that he could see Squall's face.
"What did I do?" Squall asked, confusion all over his face. Seifer gave him a soft smile and suddenly stood up. He walked over
to the window of their dorm-room and gazed up into the cloudless sky. Squall did the same and came to stand behind Seifer's
back.
"Thanks for saving my life Squall. If it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't be around anymore." Seifer said, not turning
around to look at Squall. "The shot of heroine I took at the hotel was too much for my body, so I would have died if you hadn't
called help." The blonde continued, his voice only a whisper now. Seifer lowered his face, finally turning around. Squall just
stood there, a frown on his face. He didn't want to think about what would have happened if he hadn't been around that day, or
if he hadn't woken up.
"I owe you Squall Leonhart, big time." Seifer said firmly and raised his face, looking serious.
"You owe me nothing. And I don't wanna think about it Seifer. You're alive, you're not using anymore, so can't we just let it
go?" The brunette asked and brought his hand up to stroke his messy brown strands. Seifer moved closer and gave Squall an
approving nod.
"Sounds good to me Squall." He said and met the brunette's relieved eyes. Squall watched as Seifer's lips suddenly turned up
into a smirk. The blonde raised one brow and took a step forward.
"Hey Squall, you still wanna be my boyfriend?" Seifer asked and gave Squall a meaningful look. The smirk on his face grew
wider. Squall arched his dark eyebrows, slightly surprised by Seifer's question. 'He remembers!' the brunette thought in his
mind. He stood still as Seifer came to stand before him and looked up to meet the blonde's green eyes. Squall's lips turned up
into a smile.
"Well...do you want me to be?" the brunette asked the older man, a questioning look on his face.
The smile on Seifer's lips was enough for Squall to know how the blonde felt, but he still wanted to hear Seifer say it. The
blonde brought his hands down to Squall's waist and pulled him into an embrace.
"Yeah Squall, I want you to be." He whispered, kissing the smaller man's neck lovingly.
::::::::::::The end::::::::::
**This sucks! Damn! My muses have abandoned me! This was probably a huge disappointment for many of you, and it was for
me too. I think I'm gonna re-write this sooner than I intended. I can't leave the chapter like this. I hate it. I want to write lemon
in it, but am in no mood to write it right now. And it's so short too. Sorry.
-Yorda