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One (Last) Chance	By : RotSeele Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male > Seifer/Squall Views: 3719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Fifteen - Seifer POV

The furry little lions led us out of the docking station, all the while doing an odd little dance around Squall’s legs. Judging by their chirps of “Laguna!”, they were quite excited to see him and just as excited to be helpful. They still seemed obnoxiously loud, even over the sound of the alarm going off. Squall mentioned that the alarm was sounding because Zell and the others were finally making their move, giving us a time limit to reach our destination.
Guess I don’t have to worry about asking Squall what his dad’s name is. I thought, grimly looking at Squall’s tense back. I kept my mouth shut as I followed him, ducking down to avoid the gazes of the guards even as the Moombas went to distract them. When we reached the top floor, Squall thanked the Moombas for their help and sent them on their way, telling them that they should think about leaving very soon.
When we were alone, I looked at Squall and asked, “So, I don’t see how this is going to get us out of here.”
“We’re not leaving yet.” He said quietly. “Zell, Irvine, and the girls should be coming up here soon, looking for us.”
“They won’t check the torture chamber?”
Squall jerked his thumb back over his shoulder, toward a door recessed in the far wall. “That’s the torture chamber.”
I cursed softly. “So now we just wait?”
“And prepare. We’re in the D-District Prison, which is in the middle of the Galbadia Desert. To keep us from leaving, they’re going to submerge the place.”
“Shit, they mean business, don’t they?”
Squall regarded me with a level stare. “People were more afraid of the sorceress than they were you.”
I bared my teeth, not liking that comment at all. It made me sound like I was a fuzzy bunny rabbit compared to the scary monster that the sorceress was. Of course, the sorceress was Ultimecia, a woman hell-bent on destroying everything we held dear and loved. I cursed softly, folding my arms over my chest.
Squall moved toward me, reaching up to grasp the back of my neck. I looked down at him, startled, and my eyes widened even more as he pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was unyielding but not demanding, a simple contact. I pulled him closer, keeping my hands on his waist for a minute before curving them around his back. Then I felt a foreign brush against my mind. “Squall-“
“Let them in.” he ordered, his voice low.
I shivered at his tone, at the emotions contained within those three simple words. So I crushed my mouth against his again and let yet more Guardian Forces into my mind. Three came over this time: Diablos, Cerberus, and Ifrit. They made themselves comfortable in my mind alongside Carbuncle, who crooned happily upon seeing his friends.
Squall pulled back from me then, his stormy eyes looking a bit bright. “They’ve agreed to protect you.” he said. “If you don’t utilize them, they’ll utilize themselves.”
I licked my lips and didn’t release Squall right away. I grinned down at him. “I henceforth declare that junction exchanges between you and me will forever take place like that.”
He narrowed his eyes at me, but the corners of his mouth twitched. He pushed me away a minute before we heard voices and footsteps. I leaned back against the wall, assuming a nonchalant position as I tried to arrange the demons in my mind to best serve me. Cerberus was all too willing to go along with what I said, his tail swinging from side to side as I worked on junctioning them to me. Diablos was a little more aloof, quietly accepting his role. Ifrit, however, seemed displeased with the whole situation.
I can’t believe I’m stuck with you. Ifrit growled.
Whine all you want, but Ice Prince over there made the choice. You’re stuck with me until Squall says otherwise. I replied, rather enjoying the flame Guardian Force’s discomfort.
“Squall!”
I looked up at the cry of the Ice Prince’s name, and watched as Rinoa climbed the last few stairs. She ran to him and flung her arms around him in a tight hug. Squall reflexively closed his arms around her as he staggered back a bit, and I would’ve felt jealous had he not slashed me a glare that had enough bite to make me smirk in response. Behind Rinoa came Irvine, Zell, Selphie, and Quistis. They all paused when they saw me, a range of emotions flicking across all of their faces. In that moment, I realized what the other me would’ve ended up dealing with, had he survived the Time Compression that had sent Squall back here. Seeing the shock, disgust, distrust, and outright angry hate in their expressions, I knew that I had seriously fucked up whatever relationships I had (or might’ve had) with people that I had known my entire life. Whatever we had been before I had become the sorceress’ knight, it had changed drastically between the time I had gone with Edea and the time Squall rescued me. They didn’t trust me anymore, if they had even trusted me in the first place.
“Seifer! You’re okay!” Rinoa cried, releasing Squall to fling her arms around me in a tight hug. “Everyone said you’d died, but then you were right there, and I was just so happy!”
I hugged her back, flicking a glance toward Squall as I did so. He was already speaking to the other SeeDs, accepting back Lion Heart from Zell and taking Hyperion for me. I let Rinoa go with a soft push backwards. “I’m fine, sweetheart.” I told her, smiling. “Squall saved my sad ass and made me realize a few things.”
She looked at me with a confused kitten expression and pursed her lips. “What are those things?”
“They’re for me to know and you never to find out.”
Her eyes narrowed and she punched me in my arm. Before there could be any more violence, Squall turned to us and tilted his head toward the other door in the room. “We’re leaving.” he said, his voice quiet. “They’ll try to submerge the place to prevent us from escaping, so we need to get out as fast as we can.” He tossed me Hyperion and pointed at my chest. “Seifer, you take Rinoa, Irvine, and Quistis with you across first. Selphie, Zell, and I will bring up the rear and deal with anything that comes at us.”
“Whoa, whoa, wait just a minute,” Zell said suddenly, pointing at me. “Why is he the leader all of a sudden, huh? Squall, did you forget that he was working with Sorceress Edea?”
I opened my mouth to retort, but Squall coldly and smoothly interjected himself between my verbal tirade and Zell. “I haven’t forgotten anything. In fact, I’m counting on anyone Seifer encounters believing he’s still working with the sorceress. If word hasn’t gotten around yet, then Seifer might be able to get by without conflict.”
Zell blinked, his mouth slightly open. “Didn’t think about that, didja, chicken-wuss?” I said, grinning lazily. Zell cast a glare at me and clenched his fists.
“Go.” Squall said, the word an order as much as it was an exasperated sigh.
I gathered my team and headed out onto the outside platform. Ahead of us was a metal walkway heading toward another section of the prison. I whistled lowly at the sight of the massive sea of sand in all the directions I looked, then eased out a little further, making sure that I was the first one anyone saw. I could still hear the siren blaring below us in the bowels of the prison. Even when I was out in the open, I couldn’t see or hear anything except the muted siren and the hot sun making heat mirages in the desert far below.
“Okay,” I said, gesturing with Hyperion toward the bridge. “Let’s get going.”
We started across, ready for anything that might come at us. Apparently, Squall’s theory about the guards here still thinking I was on their side was holding up, at least until my team was halfway across the bridge. I heard Rinoa gasp as the machine came at us, but it and the soldiers it was carrying flew over our heads. I thought I faintly heard someone yell “Keep going! We’ll stop ‘em!” and glanced over my shoulder to see Squall’s group engage the enemy. I herded my group further down the bridge, making it safely to the other side. I turned to watch Squall take out the machine and the two guards with it, then start running across the walkway. Selphie and Zell made it across just as the walkway started to retract. I cursed loud and long as I watched Squall make a heart-in-throat leap toward the edge of the walkway. He caught the barest of fingerholds with a practiced ease and began to shimmy his way toward us. When he reached us, I offered my hand to him, pulling him up with the rest of us.
The prison dug its way into the earth, leaving us topside and anyone else trapped below. Squall led us into a garage and said nothing as he entered one of the waiting vehicles. I joined him, and so did Irvine and Zell. The girls apparently had commandeered the yellow car and had already driven away.
We stopped at a crossroads and got out. Squall almost immediately turned his back on us and focused somewhere in the distance, his gaze somewhere between the horizon and the sky. Before I could ask what he was looking for - and already deciding I wouldn’t like the answer - Quistis burst out, “The sorceress is about to launch missiles at Garden?!”
“That’s what Rinoa heard from Irvine!” Selphie replied, her voice tight with panic.
I clenched my teeth as Squall’s shoulders tensed. Yep. Knew I wouldn’t fucking like it. I approached Squall and glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. Judging by the tenseness of his body and the emotionless mask he was wearing, he really didn’t want my two cents, but he glanced up at me and canted his head to the side in askance.
“You do what you have to do.” I said.
“Do you think you can handle it?” he asked me softly.
The question shouldn’t have thrown me like it did, mostly because Squall had told me about this part already. At first I thought he was asking me if I could handle being the one responsible for the missiles’ launch, but then I realized he was asking me if I could handle being in charge of stopping it. A lazy, confident smile spread across my face. Squall’s expression didn’t change, but his eyes became a little warmer.
He turned to face the rest of the group. “We’re going to split up here. One group will go to the Galbadia Missile Base and the other will return to Balamb Garden to warn the students.”
“Who’s going to be on which team?” Quistis asked.
Squall tilted his head slightly. “Seeing as I’m the leader, I will return to Balamb. The leader for the missile base team will be-“
Before he could decide, Selphie let out a cry of impotent rage and disappointment. We all turned to watch a stream of missiles shoot off into the sky, vanishing from sight. I ground my teeth and clenched my fists against my thighs.
Irvine’s voice was soft as he said, “I... heard they were hitting Trabia first, and then Balamb.”
Tears were streaming down Selphie’s face, and her hands were clenched against her stomach, as if she was going to be sick. “Trabia... I’m sorry... I couldn’t stop it... Please let everybody be all right. Please... That was a miss... right? Squall-“
“Selphie.” Squall’s voice was authoritative, a soft thunder that made her freeze even though tears still streamed down her face. “Trabia will be fine. You will lead the missile base team. With you, you’ll have Seifer and Quistis. Everyone else will come with me.”
Both Selphie and Quistis looked at me, but I didn’t see distrust or hate in their eyes. There was only a steely determination in Quistis’ gaze, and fiery retribution in Selphie’s.
Squall continued, “This mission is unlike any other. It’s not an order or a request from anyone. Selphie, make sure you come back in one piece. You two support her.”
Selphie rubbed her cheeks and eyes dry and grinned brightly. “Don’t worry about us. If we take this Galbadia army vehicle, we should be able to make it inside the base. I’ll figure the rest out from there. Do you think that’d be okay? I’m sorry... I mean, thanks! There isn’t much time! You better hurry to Balamb Garden!”
Squall nodded. He didn’t even spare me a glance as he turned to walk away. “See you at Balamb Garden.”
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