Chained to you.

BY : Purplepenguin
Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male
Dragon prints: 601
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chained to you- Chapter 1.

Notes: Slight AU, set before the seed exam but Selphie and Irvine are there and Quistis is still an instructor.

Disclaimer: Squresoft owes evrything, characters, places etc and i owe nothing, nothing at all.


I eyed all the other perfectly set up tents in annoyance. I hate these stupid field trips we have to go on, can’t wait for when I get to be a Seed so I don’t have to go, though knowing my luck I’ll have to lead the cadets on them instead. My tent wasn’t working properly and no it’s not my fault, that stupid discriminatory committee has it in for me. It’s Seifer that ass has always hated me bet he’s jealous because I have lots of friends and all he can find are those two freaks. Selphie crept out of the trees looked rumpled and guilty, she slipped back into her tent. Four seconds later a certain cowboy also emerged from the trees, looking around guiltily he saw he watching and winked at me with a wicked grin. I shook my head, those two had been playing together since the orphanage but recently their playing have gone beyond mere games. It was like the whole group was sexually charged and I was getting left out. Even Squall was feeling the heat through he denied it enjoying the subtle flirting with-men. Can you imagine? Squall with men? I’m sure he has someone as I’ve seen him sometimes sneaking around, once he was shirtless and banging on someone’s door to get them to let him in, I didn’t know who’s door it was and I had tried to find out.

I jumped when my tent took to the sky and I glanced up at the man who had kicked it, leaving my stuff exposed. He knelt beside on sleeping bag and the things I had brought with me.


“Chickie, what we got here then?” He started digging in my bag.

I pulled the old brown holdall towards me quickly. “Fuck you Seifer!”

“Bet you’d like that chickie!” He smirked and made a lazy grab for me.

I made a rather unmanly noise that made him smirk wider, licking his lips at me. He’s such a fucking pervert.

“Well now that we’re alone together chickie.”

I batted the hands away and turned to crawl away on all fours but he grabbed my ankle and I fell to the ground. I muttered a curse. The hand started to climb up my leg past my knee then his weight bore down on top of me pinning me to the ground. We weren’t really alone, thank god because he had kicked my tent away leaving us exposed to the open air on the ground next to my sleeping bag.

“Get off you perv!”

“But chickie.” He grinned at me, face really close to mine, lips brushing my ear to whisper to me and I could feel his hot breath on my skin.

“Do I get you hot chickie?”


I heard someone sigh and a shadow fell over us.

I felt Seifer raise his head and I looked up too. Instructor Trepe stood over us, we grew up with little Quisty but being miss bossy she stormed ahead of us and not only made Seed first but an instructor too. She’s only got 3 months on Seifer and 15 on me but still she thinks she’s the responsible adult and we’re the kids. When matron visits she talks to her like they are both the adults and we’re still toddlers.

The tall blonde folded her arms and stared down on us. “Honestly you two why don’t you leave each other alone?”

“I try-” I started to say but Seifer beat me to it.

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