Matchmaker, matchmaker | By : Purplepenguin Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 769 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 10.
….
Squall came awake with a jolt propping up on his elbows, panting he tried to remember what had happened in the dream this time. He already knew who the main guest star was, he knew the setting had been is dorm room as usual though something there was a shower scene… and maybe a waterfall. The scary bit was that the start of his dreams were flashbacks from his drunken night with Irvine and he didn’t know when the flashback ended and the fantasy began.
He was sure nothing sexual happened between himself and the cowboy because he would have remembered, or he would have known.
Squall sighed, sitting up and glaring at his morning hard on, a regular occurrence lately. He was not going to touch himself while thinking of the cowboy he wasn’t. A cold shower usually did the trick and it would have to continue to do the trick until he could undo whatever Irvine had done to him, brain washing him into having these dreams. He did NOT have a crush on Irvine, he did not want him! And this is what he told him whenever he woke up from these dreams.
The start of the dream was Irvine helping him into bed like he sort of remembered happening from the other night. He have fallen across the bed and pulled Irvine down on top of him. The cowboy had tried to get off the bed, giving into Squall’s wandering hands a little more than he should have. Squall had started to nuzzle into his friend’s neck, hands rubbing his sides, under his shirt. Irvine had an unmanly squeak and caught Squall’s hands, removing them from his shirt and putting them together. That was the flashback part only he was sure Irvine had said…. Something, probably a gentle reprimand. Only fantasy had taken only and instead of trying to leaving Irvine had caught Squall’s hands and trapped them below his head in one of Irvine’s hands. His lips headed across his collar bone down his chest, heading south towards…. Greater things.
Squall sighed, he always woke up before the good bit.
At least he really hoped that bit was just a dream or he was going to kill Irvine.
He sat up on the edge of the bed, getting up and into the bathroom. He turned on the shower, taking off his boxers.
This was Selphie’s fault, what was she thinking sending him on a date with Irvine? Wait he knew damn well what she was thinking, of weddings and that Squall and Irvine might actually get on. Since the date Selphie’s hadn’t set him up with anyone else, she had set up everyone else. He had a sneaky feeling that she was holding onto the idea that he would go out with Irvine again and hit it off, which was never going to happen! He’d have to talk to her about that! Okay so maybe he wasn’t that into going on dates before and maybe he still wasn’t but he didn’t want her not sending him on dates just because she was keeping him available for Irvine.
He showered quickly, grabbing a towel and marching into the bedroom determined to stay angry at Selphie and maybe Irvine too just for good measure.
He pulled on a pair of leather pants hurriedly, only to realize they were on backwards and he pulled them off again in annoyance.
By the time he got up to his office it was late, really late. Stupid dreams making him over sleep, stupid Irvine for polluting him. He had had to skip breakfast and it was almost time to start thinking about lunch.
Squall walked straight into his office and jumped.
“What the hell are you doing here?”
Rinoa sat on the couch in his office eating a roll with pieces of lettuce sticking out of it. She leant against the arm, legs crossed with other packages in her lap.
“Good afternoon to you too.”
“Afternoon? It’s not afternoon yet.”
She pointed at the clock on the wall behind his head that read 12:33.
He glanced down at his watch that still said 11:20 and shook it. Stupid piece of-. He took it off and dumped it on the floor.
“And you’re here because?”
She ignored the question. “Have you just got up?”
He looked sheepish. “Maybe.”
“That’s not like you.” She got up and pressed her hand to his forehead. “You don’t feel sick.”
“I’m not sick I just…. Had a rough night that’s all.” He sat in his chair and glared at his paperwork.
“You know glaring at it is not going to make it go away.”
He looked up and glared at her instead.
“Nope not working on me either.”
“And why are you here exactly?”
“I’m eating lunch.”
“Here? In my office?”
She nodded like it was the most normal thing in the world. “It’s nice and quiet and I can keep you company.”
“I don’t want your company.”
“Did you skip breakfast?”
He nodded.
“Thought so.” She got up and handed him a foiled wrapped something at him and a bottle of water.
Squall sighed. “So this was some sort of plan to get me to eat.”
She punched him in the arm.
“Ow!”
“Not everything revolves around you! I just wanted to sit here…. And maybe ask around your date?”
Squall groaned.
“Oh come on fess up.”
“There’s nothing to talk about! We went out and I told Irvine I wasn’t interested.”
“Oh Squall you didn’t!”
“Well more or less, I told Selphie and she told Irvine.”
“And you still went to Balamb for a drink with him?”
“Well I was thirsty.”
Rinoa laughed. “That is the lamest excuse ever!”
“Well I do regret it now, happy?”
“You do? Why? Didn’t sleep with him did you?”
“No of course not!”
“Well then?”
Squall rubbed his head. “I don’t know I got a little drunk and now I remember things like kisses and things.”
He frowned at her delighted expression. “That’s great right?”
“No! It’s not great, it’s ruining my life.”
“Don’t be so melodramatic.”
“You would be too if you were having dreams about a guy who you’re trying not to think about.”
She smirked. “Dreams?”
“Ugh forget I said that.”
She chuckled. “You know I like dream interpretation what happened in your dream then?” She smiled wickedly.
He glared. “I hate you.”
She laughed. “Aw, little me?”
“Don’t try that innocent look with me.”
“So aren’t you going to tell Irvine you lust after him?”
He looked at her as if she had grown an extra head.
“I do not lust after him!”
“No?” She blinked. “Oh I see so in your dreams you were, what? Playing chess?”
Squall ducked his head as he blushed. “That’s not my fault! It’s Irvine he’s polluted me!”
“You think being horny is contagious?”
“Exactly! But I do not want Irvine, it’s just a phase.”
She looked doubtful. “A phase?” She got off the arm of the sofa that she was perched on. “Okay that’s enough denial for me, I’ll go and leave you here with your ‘phase’.”
He frowned at her.
“Remember to eat your lunch!” she ducked out of the door and straight into Zell.
“Oops sorry Zell, good luck tonight!”
The little blonde jumped. “Luck? Oh- Oh yeah!” He laughed nervously.
“All packed are you?”
He shook his head. “I don’t know what to take.”
“Well not a lot of clothes.” She giggled.
Zell laughed hysterically sounding a bit forced. “Heh yeah it’ll be good with- with my err- date.” He shot past her quickly and into Squall’s office to avoid talking to her.
“No what?” Squall looked up from his lunch at the intrusion.
“Squall Xu told me to tell you that your meeting with Martine has been cancelled.”
“Oh thanks.”
Zell turned to leave.”
“Zell?”
The blonde stopped.
“Big date for you this weekend?”
Zell froze. “Sort of.”
“Well a whole weekend with a blind date that’s big right?”
Zell looked around like a criminal. “It’s not like that.”
“Like what?”
“Not real.” He whispered.
Squall raised an eyebrow.
Zell put a finger to his lips. “Shh it’s a secret!” He turned and scuttled out again.
Was it his imagination or was Zell getting stranger?
…..
Zell went straight to his dorm for some much needed packing. He opened a big bag on his bed and just started stuffing in clothes. Unlike what Rinoa said he packed as many clothes as possible in case Seifer suddenly had a change of heart and decided he wanted Zell then he’d have to wear extra pairs of clothes for protection.
Although the chances of Seifer wanting him were zero to…. An even… more zero-er zero.
The incident that happened on the night of the black out was enough to put them both off for life. Seifer had been a decent kisser, I wasn’t like he had rushed through Irvine stupid dare and pushed Zell away. And the stupid cowboy had been sitting there watching them like he was in need of some popcorn to go with the show they were putting on. If it wasn’t for the fact that he knew it was for a dare, he would have thought that Seifer actually wanted to kiss him.
The door opened.
“Hey knock, knock.” Irvine called. “How’s the packing going?”
“Badly.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know what to pack.”
“Condoms? Lube?”
Zell covered his ears with his hands. “Ahh.”
“What?”
“It’s not like that! It’s- It’s Seifer!”
Irvine froze. “W-What?”
“Selphie set me up with Seifer but she doesn’t know that we know so keep it quiet. I only found out in the cupboard.”
The cowboy frowned. “In the cupboard?”
“Yeah long story but we were in the cupboard and we over heard Rinoa and Selphie talking about our date.”
“Err- okay well that’s good then right? I mean you and Seifer are almost there already so-”
“What?! I-I mean how could you? Could you? What?”
“You and Seifer being- Well almost…. Right?”
“No! We’re just friends, if that! We’d never I’d never! Never!”
“Really?”
“Of course!”
“Oh well I just thought because you two are always together, you’re suddenly friends, you act…. Like a couple and he definitely likes you.”
Zell eyes almost rolled out of his head. “We do not act like a couple! And there is not way… at least I don’t think or I sure hope not! Y-You really think he likes me?”
“Well… yeah I thought you knew.”
“Oh my god!” He clutched his head. “Oh my god! And you couldn’t have told me sooner before I set myself up to be trapped with him all weekend?”
“I thought you knew.”
Zell opened the cupboard. “Right I need more clothes!”
“Why?”
“For protection! I have to wear at least two pairs of trousers maybe even three!”
Irvine grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the cupboard. “Oh Zell for god’s sake don’t be so silly! Seifer isn’t an idiot! He’s not about to just throw away your friendship for nothing!”
Zell flopped on the bed. “Right you’re right, right, right.” He repeated, blinking.
“Or you never know you might change your mind in the romantic setting.”
Zell looked up and glared at him. “Get out.”
Irvine laughed. “Touchy aren’t we?”
“Out!”
“Okay okay I’m going.” He took something out his pocket. “Here catch!” He threw it at Zell. “For your date.”
Zell caught the tube of lube and bared his teeth getting ready to throwing to back at the cowboy.
“I’m going to kill you!”
Irvine laughed, running round the door and away.
~><~
Tbc
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