Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover Lovers ❯ I felt the Earth move when you kissed me ( Chapter 30 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

CHAPTER 30: I felt the earth move when you kissed me

The following morning Squall pulled out of bed and threw on a pair of sweat pants. Going out to the living room he saw that Little Seifer was chasing sunbeams across the floor and laughed softly at the kitten's antics.

Little Seifer started to leap on a ray of light but stopped when she saw her daddy scampering across the room she stretched up on her little hind legs and started to climb his leg. Squall bent down and scooped her up and nuzzled her furry head with his nose. Who would have thought that a little bundle of fur could have wormed her way into his heart, but she had.

Purring contentedly she crawled up and perched on his shoulder, where she rubbed her nose against his sensitive earlobe causing a small giggle to escape his lips. “I love you too, Little Seifer.” Squall said softly. He walked slowly into the kitchen and put her down by her food and water dish. Then started a pot of coffee, he was actually amazed that when he ground the beans that she hadn't flipped out and started tearing through the house.

While the coffee was brewing he put in a call to Raijin, “Hey Raj it's Squall I was wondering if you were busy this afternoon?”

“Nah! I ain't got nothing planned ya know.” Was the big dark skinned mans reply.

“Would it possible for you to go to Oakland with us and help pick up my sister's things?” Squall asked.

“Not a problem ya know. What time?”

“I was thinking about 1:00.” Squall answered.

“Sounds good, I'll be ready ya know.” Raijin replied, “See ya then bye Squall.”

Seifer reached groggily for his lover and found that side of the bed empty. Pushing up on an elbow he listened to see if he could hear running water in the bathroom, hoping that perhaps his Sweet Cheeks was taking a shower so he could join him and wash his um…back. Not hearing the water he pouted a little, well so much for that idea. Stretching up he swung his long muscular legs over the edge of the bed. Strolling over to the dresser he yanked out a light gray pair of sweats and pulled them on, wincing slightly when the fabric came in contact with his still sensitive testicles.

Opening the door his nose twitched a little when he smelled coffee brewing. Smiling he walked into the kitchen where he saw Squall was down on the floor playing with Junior. He was still iffy on calling her Little Seifer, even after Squall had explained last night why he had named her that.

Squall glanced up and saw Seifer standing in the doorway an amused look on his handsome face. He started to laugh when he realized how absolutely ridiculous he must look cavorting on the ground with a fuzz ball.

Little Seifer turned to see what had caught her daddy's attention and she saw her favorite toy. Scampering across the floor she lunged and hit him at knee level and started to climb the rest of the way up his leg. Seifer grabbed the kitten before she reached his crotch and started to put her down but changed his mind when the little ball of fluff started to purr at him.

“Put her on your shoulder Seif, she likes riding around there.” Squall offered with a smile as he regained his feet.

Seifer quirked an eyebrow but did as he requested. To his amusement she actually curled up on his broad shoulder and purred even louder.

Squall sauntered over to the counter where he poured two cups of coffee and in what had quickly become a morning ritual took a small drink off one before he handed it to his big blond lover.

Little Seifer let out an angry hiss and jumped from Seifer's shoulder to Squall's then down to the ground. She ran spitting and hissing across the room to sit underneath one of the chairs, ears folded back, eyes wide with a low growl rumbling in her throat.

“What the hell is wrong with that crazy cat?” Seifer snorted.

Reaching out he captured Squall one armed, pulled him in and kissed him. His tongue teasing along his sexy brunets lips coaxing them open, when they parted he plunged his tongue into Squall's mouth to taste the sweetness that was distinctly him. That's when he felt the ground move under his feet. “Wow! I've never had the earth move on a kiss before.” Seifer smirked.

Squall preened, he knew it wasn't from the kiss but was just a light tremor. Living in San Francisco you got used to them, that particular one was extremely mild. He wondered what Seifer's reaction would have been if they would have been making love instead of just kissing. Grinning broadly he gazed up at his lover, “As much as I'd like to credit for that, it wasn't me, it was just a very mild tremor.”

“That was an earthquake?” Seifer asked in amazement.

“No baby, that wasn't an earthquake. When you feel an actual quake you will know the difference.” Squall answered with a smile, “That's probably what set Little Seifer off.”

Handing Seifer his coffee cup Squall crouched down to the floor and coaxed the kitten over to him. Feeling that the danger had passed Little Seifer left her hidey-hole and scampered back over to daddy's waiting arms. Standing he took his coffee cup and was getting ready to raise it to his lips when Little Seifer curious as to what he was holding put her nose in the cup sniffed and sneezed into the steaming black liquid.

Seifer started laughing at the look of disgust that crossed Squalls face, “Let me get you another cup Sweet Cheeks.” He offered with a grin.

“Thanks.” Squall replied and put the kitten down.

After they had eaten lunch Squall, Seifer and Carrie left and went to pick up Raijin. The first stop they made was at a storage facility to rent a unit to store most of Carries belongings in. After that they made a quick stop by U-Haul and rented a truck. Carrie rode with Raijin to give him directions on how to get to her exes house.

“Thank you so much for doing this Raijin.” She smiled over at him as they made the drive to Oakland.

“Not a problem ya know.” Raijin grinned over at her. He had never met Carrie Loire before even though he and Squall were friends. He was intrigued by her she was beautiful, and like her brother it wasn't just skin deep. “So why are we picking up your stuff in Oakland ya know?”

Carrie smiled at him, she found him attractive. But that constant `ya know' that came out of his mouth could get annoying really quick. “My fiancé kicked me out. Said I was spending too much time with my family and that every time I was around Squall I developed an attitude problem.” She explained.

“So do you, ya know? Develop an attitude problem, ya know?” Raijin questioned.

“Not at all. Like Seifer told me I don't have an attitude problem. He has a problem with my attitude.” Carrie laughed.

Carrie grew serious she really wasn't looking forward to the confrontation that she knew was going to happen. A.J. had called her cell phone several times and left numerous voice messages all pleading for her to give him another chance. He had blown any second chance that he might have had the second he raised his hand to her. Yes she still loved him and she was still in love with him. Her emotions didn't turn off and on like hot and cold running water, although sometimes she wished they did. She knew there was no way that they had a future together.

“So is that the only thing that happened, ya know?”

Raijin's voice snapped her back to reality, “No that wasn't the only thing that happened. The rest is really personal and I don't feel comfortable talking about it to someone I just met.” She explained kindly without seeming rude.

Arriving at her previous residence a short time later they exited the vehicles and walked up to the house. Since she technically didn't live there anymore Carrie did the polite thing and rang the doorbell.

A.J. flung the door open and saw her and the three men with her. Two he recognized as her fag brother and his boyfriend, but the third he had never seen before. “Who the fuck is he?” He yelled and pointed at the huge dark skinned man standing directly behind her.

“He's a friend of Squall's who's helping us pick up my things.” Carrie explained patiently.

A.J. was put off guard by her response but he was also pissed off he shouted, “You're fucking him aren't you?”

Carrie quirked an elegant eyebrow at him and snapped, “No I'm not fucking him. It wouldn't be any of your business even if I were. I'm here to get my things and that's it. So would you please step aside?”

A.J. was in a foul mood and had been since she had walked out on him. He didn't blame himself nor did he really blame her. In his mind all the blame lay with that Nancy-Boy brother of hers. It was his fault whenever Carrie spent anytime at all with him she developed a mouth. In his anger he forgot that Carrie had always been outspoken. He turned and glared down at Squall and screamed, “This is all your fault. You boy loving deviant.”

Squall's lips curled back in a snarl. When he spoke his voice came out in a sinister hiss, “How is it my fault that you dared to raise a hand to my sister.”

A.J. continued to vent he bellowed, “If you were a real man instead of some lisping, light in the loafers, pretty boy faggot, I'd kick your ass.”

Even though the tension was thick in the air and he was starting to get really angry Squall didn't respond, but he felt Seifer tense behind him. This was going to get really ugly unless he could do something to defuse the situation. Drawing in a deep breath to calm himself he exhaled and said, “Look could you please just let us pick up Carrie's belongings then we'll leave.”

A.J. was incensed he drew back his fist and started to punch Squall in the face but it was stopped when the shorter man grabbed his wrist, spun him around and twisted his arm up behind his back.

Squall, Seifer and Raijin were each carrying a pistol but they didn't draw their weapon, and even though they had lightening honed reflexes one of the first things that you learned was you never draw down unless you intended to follow through with the action.

Squall decided to try and be reasonable again and hoped that this time it would work. “The name calling and threats aren't going to solve anything.” He pushed A.J.'s arm up a little higher causing him to wince in pain. He continued just as softly as he had started, “You have one of two choices, you can sit down and allow us to pack Carrie's things and get the hell out of here or I will have you arrested for attempted assault. The choice is yours.”

A.J. didn't relish the idea of getting arrested and he started whining, “I just wanted to talk to her to see if we could work things out.” He shifted his head in her direction and sniffed out, “I'm sorry.”

Carrie glared at him, ignoring the fact that he had offered to pack for her, “What are you sorry for?”

“Huh?” A.J. asked stupidly.

“I asked what you were sorry for. You see A.J. just saying I'm sorry covers a multitude of things. I need to know, what you are sorry for.” Carrie explained as patiently as she could.

“All of it.” He offered to her.

“You say that you're sorry but you don't even know what you're apologizing for.” She threw her hands up in exasperation.

“Tell me what I did wrong.” A.J. yelled and started to step forward. Momentarily forgetting that Squall still had arm twisted behind his back. The sharp pain in his shoulder reminded him of it.

“If I have to tell you what you did then you will never realize what you did wrong. It is over A.J. O.V.E.R. over!”

“Is this all because I called your brother a faggot.” A.J. screamed at her.

“That's only part of it.” Carrie snapped and pushed past him and Squall into the house, tossing over her shoulder as she went, “Seifer, Raijin could you get the boxes from the truck please?”

Seifer had watched the interaction between the three people with a gnawing sense of dread in his stomach. He had been ready to rip A.J.'s arm off and beat him soundly about the head with the dismembered limb for raising his hand to Squall but he smiled inwardly at how quickly Squall had handled the situation. He was proud of how Squall remained calm and rational. Where he knew the anger was dancing off his own body.

Raijin had seen Squall do this before when tempers were flying high and he was around Squall was always the calm voice of reasoning. He had been tempted to punch that arrogant ass in the face when he found out that he had tried to hit a woman, it didn't matter that she was one of his fellow officers sisters, she could have been some nameless woman on the street and his response would have been the same.

He had been taken off the domestic violence task force because it really hurt him when he would show up and find a woman beaten and bleeding. He would go into a rage and usually wind up kicking the hell out of her abuser. It was always worse for him when children were involved. He may have physically looked like a big bad ass but deep down he was a softy.

Seifer and Raijin turned and walked down the sidewalk towards the truck to retrieve the boxes and packing tape that Carrie had asked them to get. “Do ya think it's safe ya know? Leaving Squall there alone with that prick ya know.” Raijin said as he opened the back of the U-Haul.

“Yeah. If he tries anything Squall will probably shoot him.” Seifer replied with smile. Reaching into the back of the truck he grabbed an armful of empty boxes and headed back up to the house leaving the rest for Raijin to grab.

While they had been at the truck Squall said to A.J. in a condescending voice, “Now we are going to go in and pack. You are going to sit on the couch like a good boy and not cause anymore problems.”

“Fine! Just don't touch anything of mine.” He shrieked, “Now let me go.”

Squall released his arm and stepped back and said in saccharine evil tones, “Good. I'm so glad that we came to an understanding.”

The rest of the day was one headache after another A.J. was behaving like a petulant child especially when Carrie had started to pack her vast collection of CDS. “Are you sure that none of those are mine?” He yelled whenever she picked up a stack and looked at the titles.

Seifer and Raijin had carried out the furniture and electronics that she had indicated being hers and were now busy moving the rapidly filling boxes.

“Don't worry I'm not going to take any of your precious CDS. Barney sings the blues is not on my list of music likes.” Carrie said contemptuously.

Squall laughed outright at her comment as he finished packing the books off the bookshelf. “Would you like me to start on your DVDS Care?” He asked as he taped the last box shut and labeled it books with the date.

“That would be great Squall.” She said and smiled at her brother. Then turned to A.J. and said maliciously, “Don't worry he won't touch any of your porn.”

Squall shook his head and chuckled as he built two more boxes and set to work starting to pack her DVDS. Some he knew were definitely hers where others he wasn't sure about and left those for last when he could ask her.

Finishing up in the living room, they moved unto the bedroom where she started to pack her clothes. While she did this Squall went into the bathroom and gathered up the things that he knew was hers.

After the last of the boxes was taken out to the truck Carrie removed the house key from her key ring and tossed it down on the coffee table and walked gracefully to the front door. Once outside she turned and smiled sadly at Seifer, “Would you mind riding with Raijin? I need sometime with my brother.”

Seifer stepped over to her and drew her into his arms, “Not a problem Care Bear.”

Carrie beamed up at him grateful that he understood, “To thank you for all your help I'll treat for pizza tonight.”

The drive back to Frisco was quiet she needed to be with Squall right now. She didn't want to talk and she knew that Raijin would chatter like a squirrel at a nut convention. She just wanted the serenity that being with her brother always gave her. He had a peaceful inner strength that he selflessly gave to people when they needed it, and right now it was something she needed, she was afraid that she would start crying and not be able to stop.

“Does he do that all the time?” She asked.

“What?” Squall replied.

“Raijin. Does he say ya know all the time?”

“For the most part yes he does. Although at the station he keeps it to a minimum ever since Kiro's set up a penalty jar for that purpose only. When ever Raj say's it he has to put a dollar in the jar.” Squall explained.

“It's annoying as hell.” Carrie added.

“Yes it is.” Squall said as they pulled in behind the U-Haul at the storage facility.

“Squall, how long can I stay with you?”

“As long as you need.” He offered with a smile.

“I'm going to want to keep part of my things. My CDS, clothes, stereo, and some other stuff is that okay?”

“Of course it is silly.”

“And you're sure you don't mind me staying?”

“Care, I don't mind.”

“I was a little worried. You and Seifer have just gotten together and I don't want to feel like I'm intruding.” Carrie explained.

“You're not intruding alright.” Squall unbuckled his seatbelt, turned in the drivers seat and pulled her into a hug and said softly, “You know that you are always welcome in my home.”

“Thanks Squall.” Carrie replied. She blushed remembering what she had ran in on the previous night, but continued, “I wanted to say that I was sorry about last night. I heard screaming and I thought something was seriously wrong.”

Squall's face flamed crimson as he too recalled the events of the evening before. If Seifer hadn't insisted on his namesake sleeping with them she could very well have seen he and his lover in mid-coitus. Shit! This was just freaking terrific. It had never entered his mind that he would have to explain to anyone that he was very vocal during lovemaking.

If it were possible Squall's face turned even redder. It suddenly occurred to him that he had no reason to be embarrassed this was Carrie the one member of his family that he could talk to about anything. Smiling he said, “It's okay Care. There's something that you should know, and that's that I'm loud.”

“Oh! Oh!” Carrie replied then turned an even darker shade of pink. That would have been mortifying if she would have walked in while Seifer and Squall had been engaged in the physical side of their relationship. “I'll knock next time.” She promised.

They made short work of getting her belongings moved into the storage unit with the exception of the items that she wanted to take to Squall's. After dropping those things off and returning the truck they went out and had the pizza that Carrie had promised them.