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Be friendly	By : Yorda Category: Final Fantasy VIII > General Views: 876 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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.

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Author: Yorda

Summary:AU fic, takes place in a normal senior high. Squall's the bullied one, and Seifer the popular one. A story about
the two of them forming a relationship of some sort ^_^

Rated: NC-17

Warning: yaoi, AU, OOC, fluff, smutty sex

Couple: Seifer/Squall

Diclaimer: Sadly none of the characters of FF8 are mine, but belong to Squaresoft

Status: Complete

Chapter 1

"Ok guys, that's it. Hit the showers!" the coach called and blew into his whistle, announcing the gym class had come to its end. It was Friday afternoon, and the school day was finally over. The floor boomed as all the guys ran to the locker-room across the gym. "And everybody showers!!" the coach reminded, making his way to the teacher's room. A certain brown-haired boy lingered in the gym hall, while the other guys were already in the locker-room. He knew what awaited him when he got to the showers. It was the same every Friday afternoon, and Squall hated it. He blew his longish hair from his face and sighed, as he finally entered the locker-room. The boy stood still and listened. Different voices reached his ears, all coming from the showers.

'Maybe if I'll just wait here, they'll be gone soon, and I can shower alone.' Squall contemplated and tried to remain unnoticed. of of the guys had already showered and were leaving the locker-room. But unfortunately things didn't go the way Squall hoped they would. One of the guys came back from the shower, drying himself with a towel.

"Well, well, what do we have here! If it isn't Miss Wussyheart!" the older boy mocked, a cruel smile spreading onto his wet face. Squall tried to give him his best scowl, but leaned against the door, as the other boy took a step forward. "Me and the guys were already wondering if you'd show up at all!" he continued, nearing Squall. The brunette's grey eyes met with green ones, as a tall blonde joined them from the showers. Squall watched him with dull eyes. The blonde boy walked to his locker nearby and used the towel to dry his short hair, not interfering with Squall's tormenting. The brunette's eyes returned from the boy, as he felt his bully grab him by his shoulder. "You weren't thinking of skipping the shower, were you now? Skeleton-boy" the older boy jeered, squeezing Squall's shoulder with his hand. Squall remained silent and just kept staring the bully in the eye, trying to keep his composure. Two more guys made their way back from the showers and joined them. Squall swallowed, but let no fear show on his face. He felt more hands grab him and knew exactly what would follow.

"Hey, Almasy, don't you agree that the little geek has to shower, too?" the main bully asked the tall blonde behind his back, turning around to face him.

"Yeah..." the blonde baughaughed quietly. He let his green eyes travel the length of Squall's body, which was being held in place by three pairs of hands. Squall just narrowed his eyes at the blonde. The main bully turned around and gave his two friends an approving nod. Squall yelped, as his lean body was suddenly lifted up, and he was being dragged towards the showers.

"Hey! Fuckin let go of me!" the brunette boy growled through clenched teeth, trying to wriggle away, his resistance futile.

"Oh, look, Brad, the lady can swear!" one of the guys gibed as they neared the running showers.

"Hey guys... That's enough!" the blonde boy called, as he saw what his friends were about to do to the younger boy. He pulled his jeans on and threw the towel aside, hurrying after them. When he reached the showers, Squall had already been thrown on the floor, and was sitting under the running shower. The boy's clothes were soaked, but he didn't get up, just sat there, his gaze nailed on the tiled floor. He was being bombed with different insults, none of them new to him. Hesitantly Squall raised his wet face, as he heard footsteps from ahead.

"I told you, that's enough, Mike."

"What? But Seifer, I thought you told us to... I mean, you know what a little wimp he is..."

"No, I don't. But I do know you'll be collecting your teeth from the floor unless you leave him alone." Seifer told the boy, the tone of his voice menacing. The only protest he got was an angry glare and some whispered swears.

"Come on guys, were outta here." Mike snapped his fingers, motioning for the two other guys to follow him out of the lockers. The room was quiet. The only sound heard was the running water. Seifer turned around to face Squall. The younger boy still sat on the floor, his hair clinging onto his face. For some time Seifer stood still and let his eyes rest on the miserable sight before him. When Squall made no effort to get up, the blonde let out a sigh and extend his hand for Squall. The brunette boy lift his face and saw Seifer's outstretched hand. He frowned and narrowed his grey eyes, letting out a snort.

"Like you even care... you're just like them

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