Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover Lovers ❯ Cheyenne meets Malibu ( Chapter 66 )

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Chapter 66: Cheyenne meets Malibu

As soon as the door closed behind Tseng Cid crossed the room and placed the chain lock, turning back around he said to Seifer, “Go to him and hold him.”

He needn't had bothered since the tall blond had already sat down and scooped Squall up in the strong comfort of his arms and ordered, “Cry.”

As much as he wanted to Squall couldn't and he said so, his voice broken, “I can't. At least not yet, if I start crying now I'm afraid I won't be able to stop. Just hold me for now, just hold me.”

Seifer didn't argue with him and rested his cheek against the top of his lover's head, and ran his fingers through the silky soft strands of the brunet's hair. He felt the quaking in Squall's body and but held him even tighter making deep soothing sounds deep in his throat.

Sitting in his lovers lap Squall found that it was a little easier to not break down and start crying, oh he knew that he would give in and do it later, but right now wasn't the time. Once they were home in bed and after he cried out his grief he would go in and get his little bothers and sister and bring them to their room just so he could have that sweet innocent love that only they could give. Bringing his head away from Seifer's shoulder he gazed up into those warm green eyes and said, “After I cry I want the little ones with us tonight.”

Seifer smiled at him and replied, “I was hoping you'd say that.” Then tears started to fill his eyes and he continued, “I need to see children that aren't…”

He was cut off when Squall placed his finger against his lips and whispered, “Shhh, my love I know. Me too.”

Cid had watched the two men silently he hadn't lied when he told Tseng that he had personal matters to discuss with Squall. He saw that the brunet was a little more relaxed now and smiled when he saw Seifer kiss Squall gently on the mouth.

After the kiss Squall reluctantly untangled himself from Seifer's embrace and sat down beside him on the couch, smiling at Cid he said, “Did you really need to talk to us alone or was that just your subtle way of defusing what was quickly becoming a volatile situation?”

Cid laughed, “Both.”

Squall smiled and replied, “Thank you.”

“Not a problem my friend. I was serious when I asked you what the fuck you had gotten yourself into.”

Squall picked up his coffee cup and saw that it was empty pulling his lean frame off the couch he picked up Seifer's empty cup and crossed over to the bar and refilled them. Walking back over to where the tall blond was still sitting took a small sip off one of the cups and handed it to his lover.

Seifer grinned with appreciation at the gesture and placed his mouth over the slight imprint that Squall's lips had left and took a swallow, leering lasciviously at the brunet he growled, “Ummm just the way I like it, with just a hint of sugar.”

Cid chuckled, and walked over and sat down on the loveseat that faced the couch, “Okay Squall what the hell is going on?”

Squall quickly told him about what had started out as a simple case of trying to find out whom was responsible for the drug trafficking that was happening at Club Surge, and went on to tell him about how he and Seifer were now hip deep in helping the Feds bring down Gene Caraway.

Cid raised an eyebrow and said, “Okay that explains that. But how in gods holy name did you wind up being Michelangelo Valentinius?”

Squall smiled and said, “Sephiroth Jenova. We had an unfortunate encounter at the club one night and he became the president of my fan club, see stalker. Anyway he went to see a previous lover of mine and was told that I was with the mafia. Vincent only told him this hoping that it would make Jenova back the fuck off. It didn't, so Vincent placed a phone call and now like it or not I'm a Mafioso Prince.”

“Jesus Christ, Squall you obviously have some very powerful friends. I'm curious though, how is that going to look if your superiors find out?”

Squall chuckled darkly, shaking his head back and forth he replied, “They already have and IA is doing a thorough investigation on me.”

Cid swore, “Son of a bitch. You realize that if you aren't cleared you can kiss your career goodbye?”

Squall answered grimly, “I know. But that's a problem for another day.” Then he smiled, “Now my friend I can actually introduce you to Seifer the proper way.” He placed his hand on Seifer's knee and said “Cid Highwind this is Seifer Almasy, not only my partner on the force but also my boyfriend and the love of my life.”

Cid grinned, “I see why you didn't introduce him that way when Tseng was here.”

Seifer put to words what he was feeling, “What the fuck is his damage?”

Cid smirked over at the taller blond, “I honestly don't know.” Then raised a questioning brow he asked, “Where the hell are you from Seifer?”

“Texas. Why?” Seifer replied.

“Just curious that's all.”

“Could you excuse me for just a few minutes I need to use the head.” Squall said, standing he walked across the room and into the bathroom.

Cid looked at Seifer and said, “Please don't hurt him. He really loves and cares about you.”

Seifer felt a wave of irritation start to build in his chest. Why was it that almost everyone that he had met that knew Squall told him the same thing? He shook away what was quickly becoming a bad mood, he knew the answer to that, Squall Leonhart was one of those people that was a loyal friend and inspired the same loyalty in his friends. He answered Cid the same way he had Cloud, “I have no intentions on hurting him. I feel the same way about him. So are you going to threaten to kill me too?”

“No, why?”

Seifer grinned and told him what Cloud Strife had threatened to do to him if he hurt Squall and what his response had been.

“You didn't tell me that.” Squall's voice came from the bathroom door.

Seifer smiled over at him and said, “I didn't see the need too.”

Squall walked back over and eased back down beside Seifer. Looking over at Cid he said, “I am glad that you're here Cid. I've thought about it and it is probably going to be more impressive if I do bring another bodyguard with me to my next meeting with Gene Caraway.”

Cid asked, “Do you want it to be me or Tseng?”

Squall replied, “How trustworthy is he? When I go in again I want people at my back that I can trust.”

More then anything Cid wanted to go in with Squall but he knew that for the most part hired muscle had a certain look to them and he just didn't fit into that stereotypical mold. He said honestly, “He's a good man to have at your back Squall, and even though he made a total ass out of himself he is smart.”

Squall released a deep breath and said, “I'm reluctant to tell him the truth Cid. Outside of my family and a few choice friends you are the only person that knows that I'm a cop. You know as well as I do that I used the name Stefan Lyons when I to joined the academy. I know that you said that he was a good man, but do `you' trust him? If it came right down to it and you could have one person at your back who would it be?”

Cid answered, “You.”

Squall smiled and said, “Other then me or Seifer.”

Cid chuckled a little and asked, “How did you know I would say him next?”

“I know you Highwind and you feel that if I trust him then so can you.”

Cid smirked and said, “This is true. So if it couldn't be you or Seifer then I would choose him. About telling him that you're a cop? I wouldn't divulge that information right away and then I'd only do it when and if it were absolutely necessary.”

Seifer knew that Squall relied on himself first and he, Seifer, second. He had listened intently to the conversation that the two men were having. During a the brief lull he asked the question that was burning on his tongue, “So if you and Squall trust each other so much why aren't you going in?”

Cid looked at Seifer and replied, “Because I look more like a chauffer then a bodyguard. I may not be going in but that's not saying that I won't be there.”

Seifer cast him a questioning look and said, “What do you mean?”

Cid chuckled again and said, “I'll be right back.” Then gained his feet strolled out of the room, when he returned he was carrying a jewelers box and handed it to Squall.

Raising a questioning brow Squall took the proffered box and opened it. Lying on the white satin lining was a Rolex. He said jokingly, “Why Cid you shouldn't have.”

“It's a loaner Leonhart, so don't get to attached to it. Not only is it a watch but it also has a wire in it that transmits up to five miles away and it's waterproof.”

Seifer let out a small snort and said sarcastically, “What no laser beam?”

Cid took him seriously and started to snap out no, but he saw the mischief blazing in Seifer's green eyes and changed the angry no to, “I think you've seen to many movies.”

Before Seifer could reply Squall held up a hand and said, “No movie quotes please.”

Seifer couldn't help it he leaned in and growled against Squall's ear, “As you wish.”

Cid heard the line and saw that Squall and Seifer were fighting not to laugh, “Am I missing something?”

Squall smiled at him and replied, “Not at all, it's just a game we play with a couple of friends that's all. Now about this watch, I can only surmise that you are going to be on the other end receiving transmissions?”

“Yes, and I'm also going to be your driver.” Cid remembered something that Squall had said earlier and he was curious as to rather the brunet would tell him since Tseng was gone. “Hey Squall would you mind telling me who?”

Squall knew whom Cid was referring too and debated for a few minutes on rather to tell him or not and decided to go ahead and do so it hadn't occurred to him to have Cid run a background check on Reno Carson and his partner Loz Hinge. He stared evenly at the older man and replied, “Jesus, Cid. I didn't even think to have you run a check on them for me.”

Cid questioned, “Them? Whose them?”

“Special Agent's Loz Hinge and Reno Carson.”

Cid laughed, “So that's what he changed his name too?”

“You obviously know who am talking about. But which one were you referring to?”

“Reno.”

Squall gave him a questioning look and said, “He changed his name to Reno?” Then cast a warning look at his lover whom he knew was fighting not to reply in the same way that Yazoo had in the club that night, “Don't even say it Seifer.”

Cid answered, “No, just his last name. Not that I blame him I'd change my name too if it were Reno Nevada.”

Seifer whooped with laughter, wiping the tears of mirth off his cheeks he giggled, “Poor guy. Can you just imagine the ration of shit he got in school?”

“Actually I can.” Squall replied honestly, he had been teased unmercifully about his name while in school. He glanced over at Cid and asked, “What do you know about him?”

“Reno is a good man Squall, he's smart and like you he goes the distance. Now Loz, I'm not saying that he's not smart, he just relies more on brawn then brains.”

Squall shook his head in bemusement, when he asked one more time, “Can they be trusted?”

Cid let out a sharp bark of laughter and replied, “Yes and no. Yes because they will be there for you and no because if I know Reno he has his own itinerary. I'll tell you what, I'll do a little bit of digging around and see what I can find and let you know as soon as I can.”

Tseng was pissed, not at Cid but at himself. He had just made a complete ass out of himself in front of a Mafia Prince and Cid was right he had been nothing but rude to Squall since he walked through the door. If he didn't know better he would have staked his life on the fact that the younger brunet was gay and the tall blond was his lover. But he knew for a fact that that type of lifestyle was seriously frowned upon in The Families. But that still didn't mean that his gaydar hadn't gone on full alert as soon as Squall nee Michelangelo walked through the door.

While he was waiting for the elevator he imagined what he would look like without the moustache. He would have the face of an angel, then remembering how his voice had dropped to that low growl, he added and the voice of a horny devil. He grew even harder and reached down to adjust himself before the elevator doors slid open.

He was silent on his way down to the lobby, preoccupied in his own thoughts. He needed release, but he had no idea where to go in the city by the bay. Once he reached the lobby he walked towards the entrance and paused to speak to the doorman. He cleared his throat and asked softly, “Where can I go to find um…some entertainment?”

The doorman smiled he had heard this same question so many times before that he had lost count. It wasn't always phrased the same but he knew what the asker was looking for they wanted to get laid. So when he replied he did so in the form of a question as well, “Male or female.”

Tseng answered, “Male.”

The doorman said, “There are several clubs that cater to your taste. There's Groove Thang, Club Surge, The Boys Club…and that's just to name a few.”

“Thanks.” Tseng said as he walked towards the curb and hailed a cab. Once seated in the back he told the driver to take him to Groove Thang. A short while later the cab was pulling up in front of the club. Tseng paid the fare and had just closed the door to the cab when a skateboarder hit him.