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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 13.

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It was dark, he didn�t know where he was or where he was going but he would know when he got there.

Warm arms suddenly grabbed him from behind pulling him back into a warm hard body.

He jumped with a start.

�It�s okay it�s me you�re safe now.�

The little blonde relaxed into the strange yet familiar embrace.

Lips came down on his neck, side of his face, his jaw line. �Where were you going?�

�I was looking for you.�

�I�m right here.� Those arms turned him around and pulled him into a kiss not hard or passionate just soft and suddenly there were lying down on a bed somewhere still all wrapped up in each other.

The strange man�s hand reached under the blankets stroking his groin. �Thought you were mad at me.�

�No why would I be mad at you? �Cause you don�t want me?� He smirked with a chuckle. �We both know that isn�t true, don�t we?�

��.Seif�.�

Zell punched the shower wall in annoyance and instantly regretted it as his hand throbbed in pain. The only reason he had had that dream was because he had been sleeping all curled up with Seifer that�s what triggered his dream. Seifer obviously started his dream first and reached out for Zell in his sleep. Of course Seifer hadn�t seen it that way at all but it was the logical reason after the older man had admitted to finding Zell attractive.

Not that Zell didn�t think Seifer was hot because he was and sexy and he had a great body and he wasn�t saying that he would be 100% against sleeping with the other man but he didn�t want a relationship with Seifer. Then he�d have to put up with his� Seifer-isms fulltime and he didn�t want a quick roll in the hay he wanted a boyfriend but not a Seifer boyfriend.

He had been in a lousy mood all morning and to make matters worse he had remembered what weekend it was. The day the Balamb fair came to town and of course he was stuck here and not able to go when he had gone every year for the past�. Ever.

He exited the bathroom muttering to himself.

�Are you still going on about the bloody fair?�

Seifer sat on the bed, licking an ice cream cone.

�I- Where�d you get that from?�

�There�s a van outside selling ice cream.�

Zell pouted. �And you didn�t get one for me?�

�You weren�t there.�

�And you knew I�d be here you could have got me one.�

Seifer shrugged. �Didn�t think of it.�

Zell sat pouting on the edge of the bed wearing just a towel. �I can�t go to the fair the least you could have done is to buy me a cone.�

�Will you stop talking about the stupid fair for god�s sake!�

�It is not a stupid fair I�ve always gone to that fair since I was born it�s tradition!�

�Since you were born?� Seifer frowned.

�Well okay since I was adopted.� He corrected, his eyes sadly watched Seifer cone.

�Taste?� The older man held it out for him.

Zell leaned over to take it but Seifer moved it away. �No no, no hands.�

The little blonde frowned and moved onto one knee to take a mouthful of ice cream. On all fours on the bed wearing just a towel he blushed, trying to pretend that he couldn�t feel Seifer�s eyes on him.

The older man chuckled.

�What?�

�Just enjoying the view.�

Zell frowned, starting to move away when the towel fell off and Seifer laughed.

�Even better.�

�Eeep!� Zell grabbed his towel, sitting up and re-fastened it.

Zell glared at him, gathering up some clothes to take and get dressed in the bathroom.

�Here.�

�Huh?�

The cone was held out for him. �No thanks.� Zell said, he wasn�t falling for that again.

�No really, take it.�

Zell reached out and took it. �Don�t you want it?�

�Not really.�

Zell shot him a look.

�What? Don�t you trust me?�

�No.�

�You eat it really I�m fine.�

�Okay�. Thank you.�

Seifer got up off the bed. �Hurry up and get ready I�ve made plans.�

�Plans? For what? A date?�

Seifer rolled his eyes. �I�m going fishing.�

Zell frowned. �Fishing? Round here in Deling city?�

�There�s a river an hour�s drive away and I got a car from the rental place now hurry the fuck up.�

�I�m coming too?�

�Of course I�m not going on my own.�

The little blonde who was worried at first that it was a date perked up at the thought of getting to go somewhere. �But I can�t fish.�

�I can, I�ll teach you.� Seifer grinned. �It�ll be fun.�

Zell looked a little sceptical as he disappeared into the bathroom.

�I�d rather be at the fair.� He muttered.

~><~

A grinning cowboy held a stick with what looked like a pink cloud on it.

�What�s that?� Squall frowned.

�Candy floss.�

�Why is it here?�

��Cause I brought it for you.�

�Why?�

The grin vanished and Irvine sighed. �Oh come on Squall you remember us having candy floss as kids at the orphanage right?�

Squall shifted. �No.�

�Yes you do.� Irvine handed Squall the stick, taking a piece of the top and holding it out to the brunette.

Squall eyed him suspiciously before eating the pink treat out of his hand, blushing lightly as he lapped the stickiness off the cowboy�s fingers.

�Irvine why are we here?�

�You promised remember? That we could go out a few times.�

�But I didn�t know the fair was going to be here when I agreed.�

Irvine chuckled. �Ah well sorry but it�s too late now.� He lead Squall around the stalls.

The brunette frowned at a little boy who bumped into his leg, running around him without so much of a sorry. �Come on let�s go in the haunted house.�

Squall gave him a look like he had just asked him to leap off a cliff to his death and he instantly started to shake his head. �Oh no, something else, can�t we do something else?�

�Either haunted house or the Ferris wheel.�

�Ferris wheel.�

�Sure?�

Squall nodded.

�Alright!� He grinned leading him to the queue. �You know-� He leered. �I always wanted to have sex on top of a Ferris wheel.� He winked at him.

Squall swallowed. �On the other hand�.� He tried to turn towards the haunted house.

�No, no you made your choice remember? You said you were sure.� Irvine put an arm around Squall to pull him in the direction that he wanted.

The pair bundled into the carriage on the Ferris wheel and the door closed.

Squall frowned. �It�s moving too slowly.�

He sat opposite the cowboy, both in little seats.

�What�s the rush?� The cowboy came over to Squall�s side of the carriage startling the brunette.

The seats were very small and Squall tried desperately to put some distance between the two of them though it seemed impossible, he pressed himself to the glass.

�Irvine maybe you should go back over there you might unbalance the carriage.�

�That won�t happen.� He moved in close to press Squall further into the glass.

�Err- Irvine m-maybe you shouldn�t-�

The cowboy grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him in, kissing him. Squall surrendered as soon as the other man kissed him, arms lopping around his neck, though he jumped as hands found their way under his shirt.

Squall opened his eyes, his gaze looking over Irvine�s shoulder as the cowboy�s mouth moved his throat, he spotted the carriage above. Two teenage girls had their faces pressed at the glass of their carriage to watch the pair kissing.

�Irvine? Get off.� He pushed the cowboy off hard.

�Ow, what? I thought you were having a good time a minute ag-�

Squall pointed at the girls.

�Oh.� He laughed and waved at them.

They grinned stupidly, one turned away embarrassed to be caught looking while the other one waved back.

�Don�t worry about them.� He tried to reach for Squall again but he got pushed away.

Irvine pouted.

�Not in front of those kids.� Squall told him.

The cowboy folded his arms sulkily, still sitting next to Squall in the small seat forcing his left leg to slightly over lap Squall�s right one.

�Fine I�ll wait.� He sulked.

~><~

�Ow.� Zell tripped over a root, looking back mournfully at the car that they had had to leave behind to walk through a wooded area before getting to this river Seifer had told him about.

A branch swung out and leaves slapped him in the face. �Ah!� He brushed them aside, bumping into a fallen trunk. �Oh shit.�

�Are you going to whine all the way to the river?� Seifer asked, he was walking a few feet in front of Zell and having no problem at all walking through the trees.

�The trees hate me!�

�Right course they do.�

�They do! You aren�t getting tripped or hit in the face it�s just me!�

�That�s because I�m more gracefully and you�re a clumsy idiot.�

Zell scoffed. �Gracefully? You?�

Seifer stopped up ahead, able to see the river. �We�re here so you can shut up, be grateful that I�m carrying all the fishing equipment not you.�

�Well it was your stupid idea so you should be the one to carry it.�

�Yeah yeah.� Seifer walked straight down a slight hill and up to the river edge.

It was a wide but calm river stretching out behind another hill to one side of them and on the other it carried on disappearing off in the distance.

Seifer had started setting up the fishing poles by the time Zell arrived, flopping down on the grass beside him, lying back with hands behind his head.

The taller man got both poles set up and all the equipment before Zell spoke, squinting his eyes against the sun. �It�s nice here.�

�Yeah.� Seifer agreed.

Zell propped himself up. �Really nice, much better than being in the city.� He looked up and down the river. �I hate being in the city, don�t know how people stand to live in a place like Esthar.�

�It�s the security.�

�Huh?�

Seifer was now crouched beside him. �In a big city like Esthar people feel safe, all that modern technology and palace guards so if they came under attack they�d feel safe knowing that the city would take care of it.�

�Hmm.�

�Whereas in a small isolated seaside town like FH they�re vulnerable to attack, no guards no neighbours to help out.�

�Still�� Zell mused. �I�d much rather live in a quiet place like FH or Balamb than Esthar.�

Seifer shrugged. �Me too, not that Balamb that quiet anymore.�

�Because of garden.�

�And loud mouth Seeds, like you.� Seifer smirked.

Zell�s relaxed pose changed when that last part sunk in. �Hey!� He raised a hand to hit the other man, playfully though not spitefully.

�Now now you�ll damage the equipment.� The older blonde grinned, falling backwards to hit the grass to avoid the hand that lazily tried to slap him.

The little blonde followed him moving between Seifer�s legs consciously so he could hit him round the head. Seifer raised his arms to cover his face as the little blonde rained playful blows on him.

Seifer moved an arm and grabbed one of Zell�s wrists.

�Hey!�

He then grabbed the other wrist in his other hand and pulled his hands down pinning them to the ground on either side of his own head.

This then brought Zell�s body to lean forward and down, bringing their faces close together, Zell�s nose bumped Seifer chin and he swallowed at their sudden new and dangerous position.

�What you going to do now Chickie?�

Zell struggled, trying to pull his arms out of Seifer�s grip.

The older man held him fast not pulling him in though, just not letting go and waiting for the little blonde to relax and stop struggling.

Zell continued to try to get away though. �S-Seifer?� He asked a little nervously.

Then suddenly the grip was gone and Seifer let him go, not moving anywhere apart from releasing his grip on Zell�s wrists.

Zell sprung back as soon as he could, moving off the taller blonde completely feeling embarrassing and trying not to look at the other man though he did once and twice and feeling guilty at the look of hurt in those green eyes.

Seifer sat up slowly, feeling like a complete idiot, ruining their relaxed comfortable atmosphere they had developed and now Zell wouldn�t even look at him.

He couldn�t help it, perhaps he enjoyed the playing around more than he should have, perhaps it was all this clean air out here making him do crazy things. Maybe he had thought at that moment Zell had just looked too cute, maybe he�d just really wanted to kiss him. He would have done too� if he hadn�t struggled so, if he hadn�t looked so unsure and nervous like he was afraid of the older man. He wasn�t going to force him into it when it looked like Zell wasn�t going to stop trying to pull away he let him go.

He stood up and stretched his muscles, walking back over to the fishing poles that he had set up, Zell sat on the other side of the poles.

They fished in near silence, only with the odd instruction from Seifer to Zell on how to do it properly.

~><~

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