Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Love By Moonlight ❯ School, I'm not a dork ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter Seven.

Zell is laying in bed trying to sleep, but his mind won't let him, it's as if his eyes are opened while closed and he's actually existing in his dreams. "Uhhh," He moaned into the darkness. Zell had rolled over on his stomach and began sucking on his pillow. "Mmhh." A muffled moan ran into the pillow.

Zell was dreaming of someone getting a blow job. He felt like he was right there giving it to him, whom ever he was, and he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it. The martial artist rocked his body going along with the rhythm of the person he was pleasuring. He felt his mouth opening wider as he slipped more of this mans cock into his mouth receiving a growl from the person.

"More...." The person was saying.

'Gods this is intense...' Zell's subconscious was thinking. 'I didn't even know I was gay and now I'm sucking someone off in my dreams?' He ground his hips into the bed up and down to work out the friction building in his own dick, while moving his head up and down. "Mmmhhh, mmhh..." He breathed. 'I've gotta see who this person is, it could be the guy from the park.' Zell tried with all his might to make his mental camera get a better shot of what's going on, but it wasn't working.

Zell slid up the persons body to face them with a kiss and to his horror it was the guy with the knife! "What the fuck?!" Zell jumped off of him and out of his sleep feeling himself sail over the side of the bed. He was panting hard and his boxers were wet with precum. "It was just a dream." He said picking himself up off the floor then sat back on his bed. "But it felt so real." He fell back on his bed, resting an arm across his forehead. "I've gotta get out more, I'm starting to fantasize about serial killers."

But he suddenly started breathing hard again. Panting harder and harder. "Uh!" He moaned. "Uhhh!" And again. He arched his back as though he were the man on the bottom; his hands traveled down to the thin fabric of his boxers and he gripped his erection in dead lock and started jerking himself off.

Breathing harder and harder, pulling faster and stronger. The veins in his neck were pulsing with want. "Uhh!....Uhh!....Aahh!!...." One more jerk was all it took before Zell shot off calling out just like the brunette in his dream and the person that was giving the blow job.

When Zell opened his eyes he noticed something that wasn't there before. "Ma!? Wha- what're you doing in here?" He asked yanking the blanket over his waist.

"I heard screaming and I thought something was wrong, and judging by this scene there is."

Zell's mouth dropped, how long had she been standing there? "Ma it's not what it looks like..." He tried to explain but she held a hand up to protest.

"No no, it's alright, you're old enough to do what you like." She stated backing out of his room turning off the lights in the process. "but honey I think you need to get out more." With that she closed the door and Zell sighed.

"Gods could life get any worse...or in this case anymore embarrassing?" Yanking the blanket over his face, he went back to sleep.

Back in Deling. Squall was still getting thrust into by Seifer, they're on their knees pressed against the headstone. Seifer was panting into Squall's ear but his attention had averted East. 'What was that energy?' He wondered. 'Someone must be watching us.' The blonde guessed but only started pushing deeper into Squall's anus.

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The next morning. Zell could hardly look his mother in the face when he came down for breakfast. He ate quietly and his mother didn't seem to want to say anything about last night. "All right." He said after a while. "I do not normally do that, and it isn't something I picked up from spring break.....it's just that I was dreaming and you woke me up." He explained and his mother nodded.

"I know, you would have seen the light come on if you weren't dreaming so," she waved it off. "it's none of my business."

'Well this is awkward.' Zell thought, finishing his orange juice hearing the door bell. "That's Irvine, bye Ma." He got up and kissed her on the cheek then wiped away the wetness from the orange juice. "See ya later." He rushed out the door snagging Irvine in his continued path dragging him away from his house.

"You won't believe what happened." He was saying.

......................

"Your mother caught you whacking off!" Selphie squeaked by their lockers.

"Yeah, and it was so embarrassing, it's like I can never face her the same again." The little blonde buried his head into his locker and sighed.

"I don't see what the big deal is, my mother knows I do it and I don't care." Irvine stated.

Zell rolled his eyes. "That's because your whole family is demented- no offense."

Irvine raised a hand. "None taken."

Selphie's smile got a little brighter and she punched Zell in the shoulder. "You knoow," She was saying with the devils eyes. "if you tried hard enough to convince me, you could let your mother walk in on the two of us going at it."

Zell and Irvine looked at her in bewilderment, then burst into laughter. "Yeah Selph', why don't you go wait for me at my house after school, while I jump into the ocean and drown out those words."

"Ha ha haa, ha ha ha haa." She retorted pitifully, rolling her eyes.

"No, I don't need her to catch me doing something like that, I need to get out more she says." The three of them started walking off to classes while Zell talked to the two.

"Like how?" The energetic brunette asked.

"Like...I don't know what she means." The martial artist answered.

"Hey we could go clubin' tonight!" Irvine suggested.

"Yeah, there's a bad idea." Zell's shoulders slumped over. "I'm not the kind of person to go into a club you know, mamma's boy and look at how I dress! Whose gonna dance with me?"

Irvine and Selphie gave up and moved away from their brooding friend. Looking up, Zell noticed they were gone but said into the air. "Sit by me at lunch, alright!"

He began to whistle a tune he'd heard the other day on the train. 'That guy that tried to kill me,' He was thinking as he turned into the class room. 'could he be with the blonde guy from the park? I mean, they could be working together or something.' Taking his seat, he yanked a notebook free from his book bag and opened it to a blank page.

"Good morning students, today I have to leave you early, so we're going to the library in the mean time and another teacher will be in there shortly to watch you." Cheers went up into the air.

"Don't get excited." Instructor Rappaport was saying. "It's not as if you're getting off scott-free. The instructor that's bringing her class knows your assignment so you still have to do work, and there will be NO goofing off." She pointed a finger as if only at Zell and he looked around stunned.

"What?" He asked but she ignored him.

"Now line up at the door, and start heading for the library." She yanked her purse strap over her shoulder and walked over to a drawer under her desk. "I'll be right behind you."

The class started down the hall in a not-so-single-filed line to the library. 'Maybe when I'm done with my work I can have the rest of the time to myself, then I could look something up.' He caught his words. 'On what, vampires?' His brain mocked. 'They're not real stupid, wise up and use me for greater good.'

"Yeah like thinking up a way to ever face Ma the same again." He said quietly to himself. Just as he neared the library the one thing he feared most happened. "Oh noo." He groaned.

It was instructor Trepe's class coming down the hall to the library. "Of all the damned instructors in this school, she had to pick another one that particularly has it in for me." He said looking up to a place where he assumed Hyne was listening.

"Good morning Zell," Quistis was saying when she was right up next to him. "I trust we won't have any trouble from you this time?" She commented.

"No instructor."

"Good." She waltzed into the library with her nose turned up to him.

"Gods, a guy lights a room on fire one time and everyone holds it against him for the rest of his life." He commented to himself.

"Hey Dincht!" A boy said running forwards smacking him in the back of the head, then laughed when he ran by.

"I should have just let the guy in the park kill me." He groaned walking into the library.

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"Irvine?" Instructor Buchanan was saying getting the attention of the cowboy whom was leaning back on the legs of his chair, balancing a pencil between his upper lip and nose.

"Yyep?" He asked watching the pencil drop to the floor.

"Could you go make a photo copy of these, I didn't run off enough for the class, I need about 15 more." She asked.

"No problem." Irvine saluted getting up from his seat and walking across the room to take the papers. "Be back in a flash." He commented and left the room.

'Why do people trust me so easily, of course I'm gonna loiter the halls.' At least he thought so, until he saw Zell's instructor coming from the library. 'I wonder if Zell is in there, we could goof around the halls together.'

Putting a little more haste in his step he tipped his hat to the instructor. "Ma'am." He said but she just breezed by with an, "Uh-huh." Irvine watched her walk by and shook his head. "She is the devil in disguise."

He didn't see Zell right away when he got into the library, so he figured he must be further back behind the book shelves. "V-...V...Va-....Ah! Vampires." He slid the book from it's resting place and flipped it open to the index page.

"Hey pal!" Irvine jumped up behind him shouting and scared the living daylights out of Zell, making him drop the book. "What'cha doin' guy? Readin'-...don't tell me yer actually studying'?" Irvine remarked.

"I was just looking something up, can't a guy wanna finish his school work? I'm not exactly a terrible student." Zell retorted, scooping the book up hoping Irvine hadn't heard or seen what it was about.

"Oh. Well I'm gonna be here waitin' on copies, you wanna mess around in the back lover boy? Maybe I could help you with your problem." Irvine laughed.

"Not right now, I'm busy." Zell stated pushing his friend aside so that he could free himself from the shelves.

"Suit yourself, see ya Zell." Irvine went to the copying machine, while Zell hid himself further away in the library to read his book.

"The A through Z of Vampire's along with their origin and history." He read aloud. 'This could be just what I'm looking for.'

Quistis clapped her hands together. "Lets wrap this up kids, we have to change classes in a minute." She said waving her class to the door.

"Shit, I'll have to get back to this later." He walked over to the check out counter and slid it to the librarian who looked him over with a bored expression. "Oh! Right. Zell Dincht." He sighed heavily while she did her thing, then handed him the book. "Bye." He said and she waved brightening up a bit.

"So, we doin' the club thing tonight? Or what?" Irvine asked slumping an arm around Zell's shoulders. The martial artist just looked at his friend and sighed.