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Matchmaker, matchmaker	By : Purplepenguin Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 769 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 11.

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Zell stood at the station with his bag on the ground next to him, it looked like he was going for a fortnight not a weekend.

Seifer had decided that they should meet up at the station and travel together, even though they weren�t supposed to know about each other until they stepped through the door of the hotel room. They had left garden at different times so no one suspected.

�Oh my god.�

Zell jumped round to see Seifer with only a small backpack on.

�How much have you packed? It�s only two days and three nights.�

�Don�t you have any clothes?�

�I�m wearing clothes.�

�And you�re going to be naked the rest of the time?!�

Seifer rolled his eyes. �I have a spare shirt, trousers and some underwear and that�s all I need. What the hell have you packed?�

�Clothes.�

�Didn�t realize you were vain enough to need that many clothes.�

�It might be cold! I might need layers!�

Seifer smirked. �You know I could keep you warm.�

The little blonde jumped away from him quickly. �Ack!�

�Oh it was a joke, don�t over react Chickie!� He bent down and picked up Zell�s bag, testing the weight of it in case there were any weapons in there or anything lethal.

�This is going to be good, a whole weekend away from garden are you excited?�

Zell smiled nervously. �Well�.er��

Seifer looked at him.

�You do know that this is just a holiday right, it-it�s not a date�. Right?�

Seifer shrugged. �Sure.� He marched off towards where their train was coming in.

Zell frowned. That wasn�t quite the reassurance he was looking for. He bent to pick up his bag but it wasn�t there, he looked about quickly, spotting it in Seifer�s hand he ran after the blonde.

�Hey! I�m not some woman I can carry it myself!�

�Hey!� He repeated as he stopped beside Seifer.

�Oh there you are princess.� He handed Zell his bag, which was snatched from his grip.

�Don�t call me that asshole.�

�I�m just getting into character.� He gave Zell an innocent look.

Zell frowned, getting on the train. They got their own cabin, being Seeds with a double bed much to Zell�s embarrassment. He refused to even sit on it, giving Seifer the whole bed to himself. He wasn�t that long a trip he could sit on the couch until then.

When they arrived in Deling and stopped outside the hotel, Zell didn�t want to go in.

�We can�t go in there.�

Seifer looked at him. �Why not? They�re expecting us.�

�But they think we�re honeymooners.�

�So?�

Zell just looked uncomfortable.

�Okay here�s what we�ll do. You can go in and sit down I�ll get the keys and you can follow me up when I go to the stairs.�

They walked in, the place was pretty busy. Zell walked nervously to the nearest chair and sat down, glancing around in case anyone saw him walk in with Seifer. He turned to watch the blonde talking to someone at the counter.

�Hey.�

He jumped in shock.

The girl beside his chair giggled. �I�m sorry I didn�t mean to scare you.�

�Oh that�s okay I�m just a little nervous that�s all.�

She had black haired tied back in a ponytail with green eyes, she wore a smart white blouse and a black pleated skirt.

�You�. Waiting for anyone?� She glanced around as if to look for a girl he might have been with.

He remembered when he was out once with Linda, okay so he hadn�t been that into her but still he hadn�t been happy when she left him in a bar to go and talk to another guy. It was the principle. Well he wasn�t going to be a Linda even if it was a fake date.

�I�m actually with someone.�

�Oh.� She smiled, but looked a little disappointed. �Well I�ll see you later maybe.� She wandered off.

Zell glanced up at the counter to see that Seifer wasn�t there anymore. He got up, looking after and ran towards the stairwell.

Seifer was waiting the stairwell for him, leaning against the wall.

�What floor are we on?�

�Top floor room number 467.� He said before pushing off the wall and up the stairs. �Did you get a date?�

�Date?�

�From the girl you were talking to.�

�Oh her, no I told her I was with someone.�

�Really?�

�Honeymooners remember? Don�t tell me you forgot already? What a lousy husband you�d be.�

Seifer chuckled reaching out and grabbed Zell round the waist. �Maybe when we get up to our room we can celebrate like a real honeymoon couple.� He leered in Zell�s ear.

�Eep!� Zell pulled away, hurrying up the stairs and away from the hands that reached for him. �You�ll have to catch me first!�

�Oh I will!� Seifer rushed after him up four flights of stairs.

Unfortunately Seifer had the key so Zell had to stop outside the door to their room to get in. The larger blonde pinned him to the door with a big grin on his face.

�Ah no fair Seifer! Get off!�

�But I caught you now I want my reward.�

�You didn�t catch me I had to stop to wait for you to open the door!�

�Kiss me.�

�What?!� He struggled.

�You have to pay the toll to get through the door.�

�What? That�s insane!� He glared at the older man.

Seifer sighed dramatically. �Well then I guess we�ll be sleeping in the hallway tonight then.�

Zell bit his lip, thinking about it then quickly pressed a platonic kiss to his friend�s lips. �There!� He blushed until he was lobster coloured.

Seifer grinned, releasing Zell and moving to open the door, which he held open for Zell and bowed low.

�After you milady.�

The little blonde stomped inside, still bright red. �Please stop grinning like that it�s creepy as hell!�

Seifer licked his lips. �You taste good Chickie, better than I remembered.�

�There�s no way you could have tasted me, you�re just saying all this to wind me up aren�t you?�

�Me? Would I do such a thing?�

�Yes!�

�Well okay but it�s just so much fun!�

�Ugh! I�m going to take a shower.� He stomped off.

Seifer chuckled, wandering out to the balcony for a smoke. Quite a nice view really, just the edge of the city and then vast countryside. He breathed in the fresh air. He glanced round at the bathroom door upon hearing the shower start up. The guy at the counter had told him that the lock on the bathroom door was broken but it shouldn�t matter to them as they were honeymooners.

Seifer had told him not to bother fixing it and that he didn�t mind.

He looked back and eyed the bathroom door with interest. Wandering back inside he tried the bathroom door, it opened under his hand.

Carefully, quietly he slipped inside. The room was full of steam and the shower was running. He grinned at the large two-seater tub, oh the possibilities.

He walked over to the sink, leaning on it as he turned his attention to the shower..

The screen was closed and the glass was misted up slightly making a blurry silhouette of the figure inside.

Seifer smirked, watching Zell wash himself, hands rubbing his abs, chest, down his thighs. His imagination started to run away with him a bit and he started to envision putting himself in the little scene.

He�d come up behind the little blonde, running his hands down over slick muscles. The shorter man would arch under his touch and push into his arms more, loving the feel of Seifer�s hands on him.

He must have made some sort of noise maybe a gasp he was unaware of or maybe his beating heart was loud enough for other people to hear too.

�Seifer?� Zell�s soapy head appeared round the side of the shower screen. �What the hell are you doing in here? Have you been watching me?�

Seifer scoffed. �Like hell, I just came in here to wash my hands is all.�

Zell frowned. �Well don�t look around the screen okay?� He went back to his washing.

�Yeah, yeah.� He watched Zell through the glass. �Don�t have to.� He muttered to himself.

Seifer turned on the taps and stuck his hands under for affect more than anything else before reluctantly leaving the bathroom.

He walked into the bedroom and perched on the edge of the king size bed, jumping slightly as the bed moved under him.

A water bed? He bounced a little with a smile, lying back on the bed and relaxing.

The shower door opened a little minutes later and a half naked still wet Zell walked out, rubbing his wet hair with a yellow towel.

�Come here.�

�Huh?� He glanced over to see Seifer now propped up slightly on his elbows looking at him.

�Come here.�

Zell looked nervous as he edged towards the bed. �Why?�

Seifer gave him an annoyed look, reaching out and pulled Zell onto the bed.

�Eeeeee!� The blonde landed face first into the bed. �What the hell was that fo-?� He looked down at the mattress below him, rocking on it slightly.

�Cool, a water bed.�

�Told you.� Seifer said, lying back again though not as relaxing this time as Zell flopped onto his back, fidgeting around to get comfy then turned back around again still moved.

�Will you just stop that! And settle down!�

�Okay okay I�m working on it! Though I�m not happy about sharing a water bed with you!�

�Why? Think I might molest you?�

The little blonde didn�t say anything.

�Okay what�s wrong?�

�Huh?�

�You�ve been weirder than usual since we got here.�

Zell fidgeted. �It�s Irvine.�

Seifer frowned. �What? Please don�t tell me he�s tried it on with you as well?�

�No! Of course not, that would be gross.� He wriggled his nose at the thought.

�Well what about Irvine then?�

�He said stuff.�

�Stuff?�

�That you- kinda- umm- maybe had a umm thing for me?�

Seifer sat up. �Huh.� He didn�t realize he was that obvious but if Irvine the idiot had figured it out then he must have gone softer than he thought. �Huh.� He repeated.

�Is that all you�re going to say?�

�What do you want me to say?�

�Well is it true? And if it is why not tell me before we get stuck here posing as honeymooners?�

Seifer frowned. �What, you�re afraid I�m going to rape your little chicken ass is that it?� He got up from the bed, using his height advantage over the little blonde who was still sprawled on the bed.

�And so maybe I do think you�re cute, so what? You think I�d leap on you or take advantage or something.� He snorted. �Shows how little you think of me then doesn�t it?�

He stormed off.

�Hey where are you going?�

�Out.�

�Out where?�

�You know you�re not really my wife I don�t have to tell you were I�m going!� The door was on it�s way to slamming and Zell yelled back.

�Who said I was the wife?!�

The door slammed.

~><~

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