Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover Lovers ❯ The best laid plans ( Chapter 46 )

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No summary, just an appology that it took so long to update. I did have more of this done but life has been a little hetic. So be prepared for at least 13 more chapters. Phew!

Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Police / Comedy | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.13.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 310 | Status: Work In Progress

Chapter 46: The best-laid plans

As the morning slowly gave way to afternoon Squall and Seifer were still holding each other, content with just the warm closeness of their bodies pressed together.

A deep rumbling shattered the quiet solitude. Seifer ran his fingers through Squall's silky dark chocolate locks and snorted, “Was that your stomach or mine?”

Squall laughed and replied, “I think it was both. I'm starving to death. What about you Seif?”

Seifer tilted his head down and kissed Squall's pouty mouth and answered, “My stomach thinks my throat's been cut.”

Squall laughed again, “I just love the way you wax poetics.”

Seifer waggled his eyebrows at his sexy lover and said, “As much as I would love to lay here and continue holding you I need kibble.” Reaching down he grasp Squall's tight ass and pulled him closer blatantly rubbing their groins together, “And when I say food I'm talking about something more filling then you.”

Squall's eyes glittered mischievously and he sulked, “You don't think I'm good sustenance?”

“Uh-huh! What you are my Sweet Cheeks is a very tempting decadent dessert.” Seifer growled and swatted Squall on the ass. “Now come love of my life and let's get something to eat, then we can come back here so we can hold each other for the rest of the day.”

Squall smiled at his lover and replied, “I'd like that Seif.” He was truthful in what he told his handsome blond, but he also wanted them to make love with each other.

Seifer ran his knuckles down Squall's smooth jaw line and husked out, “After we eat I want to make love with you. I want to show you with my body how very much I love you my Squall.”

Squall traced his fingers down the light golden stubble that was on Seifer's cheek and replied in a breathy whisper, “I was hoping you'd say that. I love you too my Seifer.”

Breaking away from each other they quickly pulled on clothes and went to the kitchen to have lunch. While Seifer made roast beef sandwiches for them Squall poured them each a cup of coffee and carried them over to the table.

“What else do you want on your sandwich Sweet Cheeks?”

“Lettuce, tomato, pickles and provolone please?” Squall answered and crossed the room again and pulled a bag of corn chips out of the cupboard.

They had just sit down to eat lunch when the doorbell rang. Squall raised an eyebrow at Seifer and pushed reluctantly away from the table to go and answer the door. Checking the peephole he saw that it was Vincent, Angelo and the goon squad. Angelo was carrying a stockpot and his bodyguards were carrying grocery bags. Shaking his head in bemusement Squall opened the door and greeted his unexpected company.

“Hi Squall, I forgot to tell you last night at the club that my father wanted to make you dinner tonight. I hope you don't mind that we went ahead and invaded you without notice.” Vincent offered.

Squall couldn't be rude to them, smiling he stepped aside and allowed them entry into his home. Even though his manners were exquisite inside he was irked. Someone somewhere was conspiring against he and Seifer actually being able to spend a day of uninterrupted bliss together. He made a mental note that after this case was solved he was going to kidnap his lover and take him away from annoying phone calls, friends and relatives.

Seifer walked into the living room to see what was keeping his boyfriend and silently groaned. He would have laughed if he had known that his thoughts mirrored Squalls.

“Hello Seifer. My father's making us his famous break-your heart lasagna for dinner tonight. I'm sorry that I forgot to mention it at the club last night, but something came up.” Vincent explained. He saw the look of irritation on the blonds face and knew that they had inadvertently interrupted them. Seeing how they were dressed he sincerely hoped that they hadn't been getting down and dirty in the kitchen.

Seifer grinned at Vincent, and replied, “I don't mind if Sweet Cheeks doesn't.”

Squall smiled and added, “No I don't mind. Are you hungry? You caught Seif and I as we were just sitting down for lunch.”

The four men replied in the positive that yes they were indeed hungry and followed Squall as he led them to the kitchen.

Seifer quickly made their guests sandwiches, while he was doing this Squall started a new pot of coffee and Angelo sat the pot of sauce on the stove and turned the burner on low.

During lunch Angelo introduced his bodyguards who for once weren't wearing the black suits, they had dressed down and were now in blue jeans and T-shirts.

“Squall, Seifer this is Gino.” He pointed to the man wearing the red shirt “And this is his brother Sal.” He indicated with a nod of his head to the other man whose shirt was bright sunshine yellow.

“How do you like San Francisco Gino?” Squall asked and smiled pleasantly.

“It's not bad. Although we were told we needed a change of wardrobe.” Gino replied to the question.

Seifer chuckled over the comment and added, “I was told the same thing when I first got here. Squall informed me that I needed to look more like a local instead of a yokel if I wanted to blend in.”

Squall smiled at his boyfriend and then asked Sal how he liked the West Coast.

“It's really nice out here. I'm not to crazy about the fog.” He answered. His question was directed at Seifer, “So whereabouts' are you from Seifer?”

“Texas.”

Since his and Seifer's plans for the afternoon had been temporarily put on hold, after lunch Squall pulled out a board game and the six men set down and played a rousing game of Pictionary.

Angelo and Vincent made up one team, Gino and Sal made up the second, where Squall and Seifer were the third. Squall and Seifer could do no wrong and they wound up winning by a landslide. It seemed that fate decided to smile down on the two young lovers and give them an edge. Almost everything they got to draw was fairly easy.

The winning category was group and the clue was `brand' and Seifer was drawing for their team. He smiled sardonically and quickly drew the tat that was on Squall's right butt check.

When Squall saw it he laughed and said, “Oh I don't know could it be brand?”

Seifer smirked at his lover and said, “You know it baby.”

Vincent reached across the table and picked up the piece of paper, “How in hell did you get brand from this?”

Squall gave Seifer a saucy wink and said, “Do you want to tell him or should I?”

Seifer ran the tip of his tongue over his upper lip and replied, “I'm not saying a word Sweet Cheeks and neither are you. That is our little secret.”

Angelo saw the byplay that was happening between the two men once again he wanted to knock the shit out of his son for betraying Squall's trust. In just the short amount of time that he had known Squall Leonhart he had come to like him. It didn't bother him one iota that he was gay he saw past that even though he knew that most Mafioso Don's would not. Some still held the Old World traditions and being involved in a same sex relationship didn't coincide with that way of thinking. He had done his own research on this Caraway that Squall was investigating and knew that he held to the same beliefs. He needed to ask Squall how he was going to explain his involvement with another man but he was reluctant to do so. He didn't want to offend the young man in anyway.

Squall happened to glance down the table to where Angelo was sitting and saw the perplexed look on his face. He asked, “Is something wrong Angelo?”

Angelo let out a deep breath and said “I was just wondering how you were going to explain um your…sexuality to Mr. Caraway when you went to meet with him.”

“Father!” Vincent said in disbelief. “I don't see how that is pertinent. Why should it matter if Squall is gay or not?”

“Vincent, I've done some digging on this man and he holds to the same beliefs that other Families do. That if you are `that' way it makes you less of a man and it is seriously frowned on.” Angelo explained to his son.

“Vince, your father is right.” Squall said soothingly. Redirecting his attention to Angelo he continued, “It's not going to be a problem Angelo I can play the good straight Italian boy.”

Of the two bodyguards Sal was the one that had the most serious doubts. He and his brother had been working for Angelo for several years and it was because of this he felt that he could add his own opinion. “I don't mean to sound like I'm calling you a liar, but how?”

It was Seifer who replied to Sal's question, “Don't give it a second thought. He can do it.”

Vincent looked down the table to where Squall and Seifer were sitting. He had spent a pleasurable night with Reno Carson, they hadn't done a lot of talking but their mouths had been busy doing other things. They had agreed that they would be getting together again later that night. He wondered how Squall was going to explain Seifer to Gene Caraway, since it was obvious that the blond was possessive and almost overly protective of the brunet. He put to words his thoughts, “Squall I was just wondering how you were going to explain Seifer when you meet with Caraway? As my father pointed out you can't introduce him as your lover.”

Squall smiled wolfishly and said, “Why Vinnie, he's my bodyguard.”

Seifer smirked at Vincent and said, “Yeah and he just loves the way I guard his body.”

Which caused the men at the table to erupt into laughter. Carrie and Kadaj walked into this blissful scene and crossing over to where Squall was sitting hugged she her brother from behind.

Squall placed his arms over the tops of hers and squeezed tilting his head back he asked, “How did the house hunting go?”

Kadaj answered, “Perfect I found a nice little place that isn't to far from here and all I'm waiting for is for my check to clear escrow. To celebrate I was going to take us out for dinner.”

“Thanks for the offer Kaj, but Angelo is making lasagna for us tonight.” Squall replied. Then quickly made the introductions.

Angelo smiled at the lovely brunette woman and offered, “Miss Loire, there is going to be more then enough so why don't you and your young man join us?”

Carrie didn't correct Angelo Valentinius on the fact that Kadaj wasn't her boyfriend in fact she liked the sound of it. She grinned at him and replied, “That sounds wonderful Mr. Valentinius but please call me Carrie.”

“Very well my dear but only if you call me Angelo.”