Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover Lovers ❯ IA and sexual harassment ( Chapter 51 )

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Chapter 51: IA and sexual harassment

Before the love play between Squall and Seifer could continue the annoying chirping of his cell phone drew Squall's attention away from his lover.

“Fuck!” Squall groaned and started to reach for it.

Seifer rolled his hips against Squalls and growled, “That's what I have in mind babe, let it go to voice mail.”

The cell phone stopped chirping but started again almost instantly, which caused Seifer to mutter darkly, “Somebody has a death wish.”

When the cell phone stopped its annoying clamoring it was replaced by the distinct sound of the house phone ringing. That noise caused Squall to push Seifer off his body and jump out of bed, grabbing his robe he was out the door at a dead run so he could answer it. He had switched the phone over to his service and knew that only in a dire emergency would it actually ring through to the house.

Snatching it up he answered, “Hello.”

“Don't you ever answer your god damned cell phone?” Kiros angrily demanded.

“Good morning yourself.” Squall replied blandly.

“We need to talk.”

“When?” Squall asked, not bothering on asking where, since he knew where he needed to meet him.

“How quick can you be there?”

“Give me about an hour.” Squall replied and hung up.

Returning to the bedroom Squall gazed fondly at the blond who was kicked back on the bed. He explained, “I have a meeting I have to go to.” Then proceeded to select clothes out of the closet.

Seifer frowned, it wasn't like Squall to be secretive and he wondered whom this meeting was with. Rising from the bed he walked over to join Squall by the closet. “I'm going with you.” He stated with finality as he pulled the brunet up tight against him. Even though Jenova was dead he still felt overly protective of his lover.

While they were in the shower Squall told Seifer that it had been Kiros on the phone. When Seifer had found out that bit of information he started to bow out of accompanying Squall to the meeting.

But Squall told his lover that Kiros hadn't said not to bring him and that they were partners on this case so therefore if it was pertinent to the investigation then Seifer should be included in any discussions.

After their shower, they were on their way to the prearranged meeting and since they had a little time to spare he made a quick stop by Starbucks for coffee.

Seifer took a sip off the white chocolate mocha that Squall had ordered for him then glanced over at the drivers seat and asked, “Did Sgt. Seagill tell you what he wanted to see us about?”

“No, he didn't.” Squall replied as he pulled over to the side of the street. The car that had been following them slowed as it went by and he recognized the big silver haired man who was driving. Snarling he yanked his cell phone out of his leather jacket pocket and called Reno.

`Viva Los Vegas' blared at Reno from the nightstand, groping blindly around he finally found his cell phone. Sitting up he smirked roguishly at his bed partner who was stretching beside him. He was having a shit load of fun with Vincent Valentine it had become apparent really quick that in bed the ebony haired beauty knew one word and one word only, “More.” And he was more then happy to comply, but now he needed to stop fucking around and get back to work. He answered the cell phone, “Yeah what?”

“Tell that stupid son of a bitch to stop following me.” Squall barked into his own phone and clicked it shut then pulled away from the curb and continued on his way to meet with his sergeant.

“God damn it!” Reno roared and placed the call to his dumb ass partner.

Loz answered his cell phone and was blasted by, “Were you dropped on your head as a child or did you also get a degree in Idiotology? You were asked to back the fuck off of him now you're being ordered too. You will leave him alone!” Reno snapped the phone shut with enough force that it broke the screen off of it. Holding the two pieces in his hands the redhead muttered, “Ah shit!”

Reno made a mental note that he would have to find the time today to go and replace his phone. Smiling at the man beside him he said, “I have to go.”

Vincent didn't respond since he needed to get off his sore, but lazy ass and go get some work done. He was working on another case that would be long and tedious. At least the preliminaries would, once it went to trail then he would be in his element. He didn't ask if Reno would be coming back, since their association was based on sex alone. Every time he had asked the redhead what he did he would be grabbed and kissed senseless.

Arriving at their destination they found that Kiros Seagill was already there, finding a parking place was easy and Squall quickly parked the BMW and he and Seifer exited the car and started walking over to where their commanding officer was waiting.

Kiros watched as the two young men approached there were a few things that he needed to discuss with them. The most pertinent was the case that they were working on. The other things could wait but they did have him worried and he felt that Squall and Seifer needed to be warned.

Captain Shinra had told him that IA was poking around in Squall's private affairs it had filtered in through the grapevine that he was involved with organized crime and had been seen in the company of Angelo Valentinius on more then one occasion, it was also rumored that the Mafia Don had been a guest in Squall's home several times.

There was also the fact that one of the other officers that Squall worked with had put a sexual harassment claim against him. If the accuser had been a female officer who had made the accusation she would have been laughed out of the office. But it wasn't a woman it was Juan Ramirez who had claimed that Squall was making unwanted advances at him.

Neither Kiros nor Rufus believed any of the allegations against Squall Leonhart, but once IA got there dirty little hands on something they didn't let up until the accused was either cleared of all charges or found guilty and terminated from their position on the force.

Jesus Christ as if things couldn't get worse, there were the faxes he had recently received from the Police Department in Austin Texas bringing numerous paternity suits against Seifer Almasy and if the number were correct he was trying to start his own football team. Kiros' stomach started to churn, hadn't the boy ever heard of condoms.

“Uncle Kiros how have you been?” Squall asked when they had finally reached Kiros Seagill.

They had used this cover before so it came as no surprise to Kiros that Squall would play the wayward nephew so he responded, “Fine and you? It's good to see you again Squall.”

“Trying to stay out of mischief of course! Other then that I've been good.” Squall replied to Kiros query.

“I just bet you have.” Kiros smirked at the elegant young man. He turned towards Seifer and continued, “And you are?”

“Uncle Kiros this is my friend Seifer Almasy. Seifer this is my uncle by marriage Kiros Seagill.” Squall easily made the introductions. “Have you spoke with Shauna or my father lately?” At the negative shake of the black corn rowed haired he continued, “You're going to be an uncle again.”

“It looks like I'm going to have make a trip to Monterey and wish them congratulations.” Kiros said with a smile. Then grew serious as he looked around the area and saw that there was no one there to eavesdrop on the conversation. “How long of a stall on the investigation are we talking about Squall?” Kiros was straightforward and didn't mince words.

Squall grinned at the tall slender man and replied, “You're not going to believe me, but according to Reno, Gene Caraway is the one that is involved with the drug traffic that's running through Club Surge.”

The look that Kiros gave Squall was one of disbelief and it came through in his response, “You have got to be kidding me?”

“No sir, I'm not.” Squall replied.

“Do you trust him?” Kiros asked a little suspiciously.

“Yes and no.” Squall answered. Part of him did trust Reno Carson. But there was that niggling doubt that was centered in his belly that the only person that he could truly rely on was himself. No! He shook that thought away he could also trust Seifer and would do so with his life.

Seifer's thoughts were almost identical to Squall's, but they differed in the fact that he didn't trust Reno Carson any further then he could piss in a windstorm.

“So when is your first meeting with Caraway?” Kiros asked.

“This Wednesday at 2:00.” Squall answered and before Kiros could offer he held his hand up to stop him, “No Seifer is all the backup I'm going to need.”

“Alright.” Kiros replied and added, “Squall, there are something's that I need to tell you and Captain Shinra agrees with me. IA is investigating you since there's a rumor going round that you are involved with the Mafia and one of the highest ranking Mafia bosses on the East Coast has been seen in your company on several occasions.”

Squall slammed the to go cup of coffee down on the bench in the gazebo, hung his head and started to shake it back and forth he would have laughed outright if the circumstances weren't so fucking grim. He ran his hand through his hair then resting the ball of his thumb on the bridge of his nose he started to rub away the tension headache he felt coming on. He groaned out loud, “I can't fucking believe this.” He threw his hands up in exasperation and seethed, “I should have known that this was going to happen.”

Seifer remained silent he made a mental note that he was going to kill Vincent Valentine for damaging Squall's reputation. This was something that if Squall weren't cleared he would lose everything that he had ever worked for. It was during one of their marathon conversations that Squall had told him in further detail that being a cop was something he had always wanted to do. He had also disclosed the fact about how much money he actually had. It seemed that Squall paid more in taxes every year then the salary he made from working as a detective.

He had asked Squall why he continued working when he didn't have to. Squall had smiled at him and tilted his head to the side and had said that he felt like he was giving something back to society.

“Squall there's more and this is probably worse then the investigation that IA is doing.” Kiros said in a tight voice. Squall picked up his cup of coffee and choked on the mouthful of coffee that he inhaled when Kiro's finished by saying, “Juan Ramirez is filing a sexual harassment suit against you.”

Seifer automatically started to pound Squall on the back but stopped when the brunet waved him away and continued to cough up the lukewarm liquid. Regaining his breath he gasped out, “What?” His cheeks were moist from where his eyes had watered during his choking fit.

Kiros didn't bother repeating the last statement. He knew that Squall had heard him and that the strangled `what' was more shock and disbelief then anything else.

“This day just keeps getting better with each passing moment.” Squall muttered darkly. When he looked up at Kiros again his features were cold and harsh. The warmth and laughter that had been there earlier was gone. “If it won't cause any problems for you could you set up a meeting between the Captain and I so I can explain to him about my…huth connections with the mob.”

“I'll try to get it done as soon as possible Squall.” Kiros replied then turned to where Seifer was casually leaning against the wrought iron railing that formed a semicircle around the wood and metal structure where they were standing. “As for you Almasy I need to get a DNA test from you.”

Golden brows knitted together in confusion, “Why?” Seifer questioned.

“I have a stack of faxes on my desk an inch and half thick filing paternity suits against you. Haven't you ever heard of a condom?” Kiros shouted at the blond.

Seifer's jaw clenched tight, there was no way he was a daddy. That he was fairly certain of, because he hadn't lied to Squall when he had told him that he had used a condom every time. Squall was the first and god damn it he was going to be the last person that he was every going to be skin to skin with. “Where do I need to go and have the fucking thing done?” In his gut he knew that somehow his father was responsible.

“Now is not really the time to worry about it Almasy. After you and Leonhart solve this case then we have the test done.” Kiros answered him.

“Oh! Well yippee fucking skippy for me! Now I have something to look forward to and a reason to get up in the morning.” Seifer sneered contemptuously. “And just so you'll know yes I have heard of condoms and I do know how to use them.” His good mood was shattered and it wasn't because he was going to be a recurring guest on a talk show about paternity suits. No! His good mood had shattered when his lovers had. The proposed paternity suits had turned the shards into micro dust.

“Squall I know for a fact that there is no way that you are responsible for the charges against you.” Kiros offered with a smile.

“Whatever.” Squall answered, he knew that Kiros was indeed contrite for what he had told them, but right now he had other things on his mind. The most prominent was the fact that the career that he had worked so hard to build was destroyed even though IA would not find anything he knew that he would have to live under that stigma. If he didn't love being a cop so much he would have pulled out his badge and service revolver handed them to Kiros and walked away. As for the sexual harassment, he knew that once the investigation on that started he would be cleared immediately. His fellow officers had been witness to the way that Juan Ramirez behaved around him. The crotch in the face, the `accidental' rubs in the shower, the sliding in behind him just as he was getting ready to sit down, the list went on.

Kiros turned to Seifer and said, “Mr. Almasy you don't seem like the type that would shirk your responsibilities.”

Seifer was getting past the point of being pissed off, he bit out through clenched teeth, “You're right.” His temper was quick and explosive, unlike Squall's whose temper was cold and calculating Oh he knew that Squall could have a quick temper he had seen it on a few occasions but he also knew that on most things that angered him, the brunet would turn as warm as a glacier. He felt the need to eradicate he and Squall from this unpleasant situation that they had been thrust into it.

Squall needed to get control of his raging emotions before he exploded, Seifer was right about him and right now he needed to be cold. He needed to go to that scary place that all people had but most ignored. There he could plan out not only his attack but also his defense. He turned away from Kiros and started to stalk down the steps of the gazebo, reaching the bottom stair he glanced over his shoulder and said frigidly, “I will call you late Wednesday and let you know how everything went. Hopefully by that time you will have an appointment scheduled for me.” Then stomped off across the grass towards his car.

Seifer was left no choice but to follow the quickly retreating back of his lover he had to run to catch up with him since Squall's strides were that long and quick. Catching up with the brunet at the Beamer he tried to lighten the mood and quipped, “You're 95% leg Leonhart, but that doesn't bother me at-tall.”

Squall started to scowl at the big blond over the roof of the car but changed it to a half smile. Leave it to Seifer to put him in a good mood when all he wanted to do was set in stew in the darkness for a while. The half smile quickly changed to a full blown one and he said, “Damn you Seif you take all the joy out of a good black mood.”