Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Love,Hatred and Something In Between ❯ Fallen Brunette ( Chapter 4 )

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Fallen Brunette

Massive pain…

Squall could sense his body being gradually lowered onto something really soft and guessed it was a mattress. He dared not open his eyes for the fear of passing out again from whatever he would see. He felt like a wimp…passing out like a fan girl seeing the guy that she wanted to get into bed with…disgusting…

Thinking of that made him think of Rinoa and Squall mentally shook his head. Whatever…

“I actually feel sorry for you Puberty boy…” Squall tensed upon hearing a familiar voice, but the pain raked his brain, causing him to temporarily forget who it was…

Who calls me Puberty boy? There’s only one person…what’s their name…

A cool hand trailed down his cheek and Squall shivered, hoping the person didn’t notice. It seemed they didn’t.

“You look so different when you’re asleep…more…innocent…”

Squall took a chance and opened his eyes and glanced to his side, meeting the back of Seifer Almasy. The brunette blinked and shivered, feeling the pain pervaded through his very being. Closing his eyes, he gritted his teeth mutely and groaned noiselessly. What was Seifer doing here? Why was he helping him?

“Just thinking of what Chicken-Wuss said would make me go to a mental institution! Ha! Like I would touch you…and better yet…touch you like THAT!” Seifer chuckled to himself nervously and ran a hand through his blond short locks. “Never…I’m not a pervert like Irvine…”

It was weird for Seifer to be talking to himself…and even weirder that Seifer was talking about him! Hmm…maybe Squall hit the floor harder than he expected.

“…but…maybe Chicken-Wuss was right…maybe he should be afraid…maybe I won’t be able to hold back…maybe…I won’t be strong enough to hold myself from raping you…”

Rape me? Whoa…I KNOW I just didn’t hear that!

“But I know I won’t…I can’t…”

Hearing the pattering of Seifer’s footfalls, Squall couldn’t get the word ‘rape’ out of his mind as he felt Seifer’s trench coat grazing against his arm. The brunette almost shuddered as a finder traced his jaw line and went lower until it rest on his chest.

Then it was quickly torn away and Squall felt Seifer’s presence fade away as the blond moved away from him. Shit…what am I suppose to do?

Squall’s thoughts paused as he heard running water and a few moments later, a warm, wet cloth was placed on top of his head. His headache was suddenly disappearing as the warm rag calmed him.

“I wonder what you’ll do when you wake up…” Squall could hear the voice sigh. “You’ll probably give me that same old glare and tell me to die in a ditch…”

Huh?

“And I thought this was a great night! Seeing you in pain, but now…” The voice paused and Squall could hear their controlled breathing. “…forget it…”

Finding this the time where he should warn the voice he was awake, Squall lifted his hand up to remove the rag while opening his eyes. Vision blurred, Squall could just make out that familiar blond hair that he had seen so much in his life.

“Zell?”

“No.”

Vision becoming a little less blurred, Squall shook his head. “Seifer.”

“Bingo, Puberty boy!”

Squall glared at him and propped himself on his elbows. “Whatever…”

“So…does the little fainting baby feel any better?” Seifer trailed over, grinning. “Is wittle Squally okay?” Grasping Squall’s cheeks, Seifer tugged as hard as he could, causing the tortured brunette to punch the blond in the stomach.

“SHIT!”

Pushing the blond away from him, Squall smirked at Seifer’s pain and swung his legs to hang off the bed. Sitting up, Squall could feel his head start to ache again and he gripped it in his hands, trying to assuage it.

Hearing Seifer grumbling, Squall smirked, feeling like he triumphed. “Don’t touch me again…”

“You’ll…*grumble*…when… ;*grumble*…you…”

“What?”

“Fuck off…”

“Whatever…”

Squall watched Seifer turn his back to him. The brunette attempted to stand, but his legs bucked on him and he fell forward…

…until someone caught him.

“Trying to faint again?” Seifer asked, roughly teasing Squall. Squall pushed him away as he stood up again, but when he took that step towards the bathroom, he fell again and gloved hands caught him once more.

“Will you just go lay down…here…let me help…”

Wide-eyed, Squall watched as Seifer led him to the bed and laid him down, gingerly. Even though he glared, Squall was actually pretty perplexed about the whole situation.

“Well…I’m…going to leave now…”

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Even as Seifer laid him down to bed, he could help but think Squall was really innocent as he slept. Though Seifer wouldn’t speak it out in the open, Seifer Almasy…was…sadly…

…turning into a mushy-ass-fucker…

But that wasn’t happening! He just…had too much to drink! That was it…

Silence.

“Is wittle Squall okay?”

“SHIT!”

Now…he punched him AND glared at him…two things that he easily predicted.

Not like it was hard to predict the brunette laying in his large…comfy…blissful bed…

NO! He wasn’t thinking about sex… (Even though he thought about it at least…every…hmm…10.5 seconds)…he wasn’t think about it NOW!

The dumb-ass was now trying to get up and walk into the bathroom! That was…until Seifer helped him out…just a little…

Damn…didn’t he say that he wasn’t going to help him anymore?

Seifer always was sort of a liar…

Having to keep up his cocky demeanor, Seifer smirked, teasing with the brunette in his arms. “Trying to faint again?” Seifer knew what Squall was thinking as he pushed him away, but Seifer only watched the brunette fall again, and since his reflexes were the best there was…

Seifer caught him with ease.

“Will you just go lay down…here…let me help…”

Leading him to his bed again, Seifer couldn’t get over the scent and the feel of the brunette in his arms…even if they did…err…do the naughty dance…wouldn’t that be practically like…sleeping with the enemy?

Seeing the brunette surprised and REALLY confused, Seifer knew it was time to go…even though he really didn’t want to…

“Well…I’m…going to leave now…”

Walking away from the brunette, Seifer couldn’t help but stop as he felt that stare on him…

“Wait…” Squall whispered and Seifer shook his head, turning around.

“What?” Gazing at the brunette lying in his bed, Seifer couldn’t help but think that was REALLY seducing…

Stop! Stop thinking like that! I just need to go screw someone senseless and be done with this hard on I’m getting…besides…I’m not gay…

“Thanks…”

Whoa…Mr. Stick-Up-The-Ass is ACTUALLY thanking me…hmm…I’m not really used to this am I? Getting praised for doing something nice…maybe it’s because I’m such a ‘bastard’ as Squall likes to put it…

“Yeah…” Turning away from his rival, Seifer closed the gap between the door and himself and opened it, closing it softly on the way out.

Now to screw someone until they can’t even walk…

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I know! I know! No yaoi in this chapter, but…I swear there will be some in the chapters to come, but we all know Seifer wants to screw Squall to oblivion X3. Remember, REVIEW!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! Please!