Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Love By Moonlight ❯ Movie Mayhem ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter Three.

Zell inhaled a breath of fresh air into his lungs as he opened his eyes. "It's about time you got up, come on the next showing of X-2 starts in fifteen minutes we've gotta hurry."

Zell blinked in the direction of Irvine's voice before he started to clear sleep from his eyes. "What? Oh- never mind, I don't think I'll be going to the movies I'm gonna go sightseeing instead." Zell replied sliding out of bed to go to the bathroom.

"Suit yourself, I'll see ya in an a few hours where are you gonna be later?" The cowboy asked.

"Maybe the book store," The blonde replied closing the door. "They have the new weapons monthly's in there sometimes." Irvine glanced at the door then grabbed a hair band yanking his hair into a half ponytail then grabbed a brush running it through the hair that rested against his back.

'Poor guy, we should leave tonight if he really wants to get home that badly.' Irvine was thinking as he brushed. 'That'll make him happy for sure.' He smiled to himself and put the brush down then walked to the room door knocking on the bathrooms as a good bye and Zell responded knocking back.

The door to the room clicked shut and he turned on the bathroom radio and rolled the knob around until he found a station that he liked. "All right! Linkin Park." He cheered and grabbed his tooth brush. The song was 'Faint' and he attempted to sing along but he didn't know the words fully.

"I am, a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard a ha-..." He shoved the toothbrush in his mouth and hummed the next part bringing it out when he knew the words.

"I am, what I want you to want, what I want you to feel." He brushed his teeth again, nodding his head to the music as he did so. 'Lets see,' He was thinking, 'better run over my- to go- list.' Leaning forward over the sink, he spit out the tooth paste and rinsed then ran his toothbrush underneath the water rinsing it clean.

"Can't have yuck breath, what if I meet somebody." He laughed out wiping his mouth with his forearm.

"That was Linkin Park with their second number one from the album Meteora, we'll be bringing you more hits today after a news brief."

"Great, the news." Zell whined a little and grabbed his hair brush and gel.

"Another murdering has gone on since last night on the outskirts of Deling City, and we would appreciate if everyone would take more precautions when walking the streets," The anchor man was saying. "We can't stress enough the fact that you should buddy up at all times, and not loiter the streets as you normally would during the night."

Zell looked at the radio, as though he were trying to see the man saying it, to check if he were serious at least until his last words that he waved the man off. "They're basically setting a curfew, nobody's gonna go for that, get on with the music."

"We repeat," The man continued but Zell turned the radio off and left the bathroom.

"Whatever oldster, save it for 10 o'clock on channel 4,8,10 and 3." Zell was saying as he left the room. "The kids will love the bed time story."

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"Wolverine!" Rogue shouted for him while Bobby made a wall of ice in his path.

"Man that sure is a nifty trick." Irvine was saying eating another handful of popcorn.

"Excuse me." A man was saying as he walked across the path of the seats. He sat down right next to Irvine who turned his head and patted him on the shoulder.

"You're missin' some good stuff, what'd you get here late?" He asked the stranger.

"You could say that." The man said.

"That's a shame," Replied the cowboy shaking his head. "Couldn't afford snacks either I see, well that's alright you can share mine." The man turned his head looking at Irvine with his nose turned up but the cowboy couldn't really tell in the darkness of the room.

"No thank you, I don't eat sweets." The man waved it off and Irvine just shrugged.

'Boy, you try to be nice to some people.' He thought and saw the mans movements as he took off his large jacket, scarf, and hat.

He was gorgeous! Well muscled, perfect chiseled features and the most beautiful part of him, his long black hair that went a ways past his armpits. His skin was a little pale but he could have a medical condition for that, which would explain the bundle of clothing in the middle of April when it wasn't even cold outside. The man turned his head noticing Irvine staring then he smiled as the cowboy quickly averted his vision back to the screen.

"What is your name?" The man asked.

"I-Irvine, nice to meet you." He held out a hand but the man merely looked at it and turned his attention back to the screen. "Well what's yours?" Irvine asked. "I don't exactly like giving out my name when the other guy doesn't."

The man seemed to be thinking it over then he shrugged figuring what difference it made whether the kid knew or not. "Laguna." Laguna said looking at the screen himself.

'That's a hot name, I wonder if he's seein' anybody?'

As if Laguna had heard the cowboys words, he crossed a leg over the other one placing a hand to his cheek letting the one closest to Irvine travel across the seat and onto the cowboys lap.

Irvine nearly jumped out of his skin from the contact but resettled himself in the seat and acted as if nothing were going on after throwing a glance behind him. The rest of the crowd seemed too into the movie to care what he was doing, so he let the man venture his body.

Laguna's finger ran little circles around Irvine's cock building up static and he smiled at the reaction Irvine was giving him, but he kept his attention on the screen. His finger traced its way up Irvine's pants to the zipper and he tugged at it a bit. 'I can't believe this guy is doin' this,' Irvine was thinking. 'People really are friendly in the ci-...'

"Ahhh" He accidentally breathed out feeling the beautiful mans hand on his hardening dick.

"Ssshhh," Laguna said placing a finger to his lips. "Watch the movie." He whispered.

'That's gonna be a little hard, considering what you're doin' to me buddy.' Irvine thought but turned his attention to the screen just as the man requested. Laguna squeezed Irvine's balls in his hand and the cowboy glanced down biting his tongue to avoid moaning out loud again.

His body was making slight jerks backward giving Laguna room to move his hand deeper into his pants. "Arr..." Irvine stifled his moan from actually biting down on his tongue.

Laguna laughed lightly as though it were at the movie and he found Irvine's entrance placing a finger over the hole. He looked at Irvine as if asking for permission. The cowboy looked as though he were going to explode if he didn't stick his finger in him, but Laguna merely tapped his finger onto it as though he were thinking deeply and Irvine was just the receiving table. The man moved his hand back up and gripped onto the cowboys dick squeezing it gently then tugging on it hard.

"Ehh," Irvine breathed out.

Laguna laughed again and moved his hand off of Irvine's dick and to his soda where he took a little of the watery sweat from it getting his hands slippery then he ran it down the seat of Irvine pants where he stuck his finger back at his hole. 'Gods, please.' Irvine thought. "What's goin' on over there?" One of the ushers said.

"Uh," Irvine tried to think of a way to explain it but nothing was coming to mind. "Just two guys watchin' a movie together, nothin' to get excited about." He answered the man then turned his head to look at his new friend for back up. "Right?" Irvine blinked. "He's gone." He said blankly.

"Who's gone?" The usher asked shining the light in Irvine's eyes.

"...Nobody, it was a joke eh heh heh." 'That was lame.' He thought and shifted in his seat but the man saw his pants undone just as Irvine looked down noticing it.

"Ah hah hah." He laughed then cleared his throat. "I can explain this." The cowboy said.

Outside the theater the early show crowd was filing out of the theater. "And don't let it happen again pee wee." The usher said tossing Irvine out while he was zipping up.

"Go on throw me out, because I like public display you think I'm scaaared!" He called after the man who just gave him the finger. "Psh, fuckers." Irvine said waving them off as he started down the side walk. 'Maybe I could find Zell?' He wondered until.

"Psst! Over here." Irvine looked around for where the voice was coming from.

"Over here kid, by the ally." The person said.

Irvine looked at three different ally ways then saw a shadow back away from one so he walked across the street to it. "Hey man," He said when he got closer. "where'd you run off to, I could have used you back there." He scolded placing his hands on his hips.

"Sorry dear I didn't think it would matter." Laguna replied in a mocking tone. "Come with me." He then said taking Irvine's wrist.

"I don't know I'm kind of lookin' for someone now, I thought I'd hang out with him for a while." Irvine was saying but let Laguna lead him away anyhow.

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"You're up early." Squall was saying as he pulled himself up from the soil of a grave. He crawled over to Seifer and nuzzled his muzzle sensually against his lovers neck.

Seifer whom was already leaning against his own headstone, is smoking a cigarette looking rather contently into the night air as though he were sitting there with no intentions of being moved for anything. "Maybe you're up late," The blonde replied, blowing another cloud of smoke into the air only this one was facing Squall and was sucked up into the brunettes mouth then exhaled through his nose.

Seifer grinned at him, placing an arm around his shoulders and rubbing his face to his. Squall took the attention well rubbing his face back, but when he turned his head he saw someone peeking around the corner of the clock tower at them. "Hyne, would you look at those fucking old bats." He was saying and Seifer looked around Squall to where he was gesturing with his head.

"What about them?" He asked.

"You never see those old ladies watching us?" The brunette said looking on bitterly. "We ought to go over there and introduce ourselves since they're so damned eager to meet us." Squall stood up ready to do just that but Seifer chuckled pulling him back down.

"Don't waist your time on old people." He said. "Although we could give them some kind of show."

Squall looked at him with a thin smile glittering off his teeth in the moonlight. "Think they can handle it?" The brunette asked.

Seifer laughed to himself, pulling Squall to him for a kiss then he backed away. "Maybe later, I'm going for a walk before dinner." With that Seifer stood up and walked away.

Squall looked after him then back at the two old women. "And you can keep your fucking poppy's too you old hags!" He shouted, and they jumped at his blunt acknowledgement to what they were doing every night and ran off. Squall bemused himself with thoughts of killing them while picking up the poppy seeds holding them in his hand while he counted them. "One, two, three, four, five, six...."

In another part of the city, Zell is walking into a book store. "Thank Gods its not crowded in here." He said to himself looking from left to right wondering which shelf to check out first. "Here we go." Zell walked over to the shelf and thumbed through the titles on the sides until he came across one he liked.

"Phoenix Flame Gloves!" Zell nearly shouted. "Man, I'd give anything for those." He grinned down at the page imagining them on him.

"$3.95, that's not bad." He walked over to the counter laying the book down then he reached into his pocket for his wallet. "Nice night huh?" Zell said to the woman behind the counter.

"Sure is, but I wouldn't know I've been cooped up in here all night. I'm late shift." The woman said bagging his item.

"Bummer," Zell sympathized.

"Will this be all." She handed his book back to him.

"Yup, thanks." He waved goodbye then walked out onto the streets.

"These are the most powerful gloves a person could ever buy," He read the little description underneath the picture as he looked the book over. He was walking further than he planned to, passing the hotel ages ago but his mind was glued to the book. "With these you can transfer hell fires into your very fist without getting burned." He raised his head smiling at the thought then his eyes glanced around him.

"Oops." He looked in both direction but saw nothing but empty road and street lights with dark gaps where the light didn't reach. "No problem dummy, just go back the way you came." The martial artist laughed to himself turning on his heals to head back.

Someone was watching him. As Zell walked along, the news casters words suddenly started going through his head.

"Stragglers walk with a buddy," Zell tried to keep himself calm. "Where's my buddy when I need him?" He asked the air.

A shadow was walking beside him, lightly, almost drifting. Weaving in and out of the dark shadows the light didn't touch, practically touching Zell every time he did so.

The martial artist seemed to pick up on something and he froze in his tracks. "Hello?" He called into the air. There was nothing but a faint rustling sound around him but something was there he just knew it.

'What was that?!' His body jumped seeing something move into the light, then quickly back out of it. "Is somebody there, because maybe- if you're scared- we could walk back into town together." He was saying but there was a faint sound of laughter. "Whose there!?" He called out again and heard a growl. "Fuck this." He stated and tried to run but just as he raised a foot to do so he was being flown backwards and into a tree....