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After Ultimecia	By : WolfessSanu Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 792 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After Ultimecia Chapter Two

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Far away in the slums of Deling City, a bulky raven haired man sat before his T.V, idly changing the channels at a lazy rate. He squinted his brown eyes tiredly and reached for a bottle of vodka on the table beside him.

Flipping on the VCR, he stood and inserted a worn black tape. The screen changed, marred at the edges by static, signaling that the tape was used often and used a lot. He fast forwarded it and then pressed pause as soon as the desired image was displayed.

A plump tongue ran along his bottom lip as his eyes devoured the sight of the slim man on the screen. He was turned away from the camera but that still didn't mar the beauty of the brunette. It made him hard thinking of all the things he could do to the lithe man. Break down all of his defenses and make him beg for release. For him to grant it to the dark haired angel.

He had been preparing for the day that he could steal the lithe man away, it was getting close, because everyone was moving on to bigger and better things. The brunette was fading to the back round and nobody was watching him constantly. A perfect time to find an opportunity to kidnap the man.

He had built a secret room for his soon to be sex slave, littered with toys and whips. All he needed was the most beautiful man to complete the setup.

Dropping the vodka bottle to the ground with a crash, he decided he would head out now. Now was the time to claim that man and steal him away. All he would need was someone stupid enough to allow him access to the man so he could befriend his allies and steal him away when they least expected it.

Back in Balamb Garden, Squall slept in Seifer's arms, unaware of the danger and obsession of the man named Grant.

Rinoa sat on a bench near the Balamb train station, thinking of what had happened. How could she have lost her boyfriend to Seifer Almasy, of all people. How dare her ex-boyfriend steal her current one. How could she get Squall back into her manipulative arms?

She sat there thinking of a way to get Squall back when the train coming in from Deling City arrived and the passengers began to depart and exit the station.

Grant could hardly believe his eyes. The lithe man's supposed girlfriend was sitting their in front of him, unaware she was being watched. 'She's perfect. What better way to get to him than through his girlfriend!' the muscular man thought.

"Excuse me miss, my name is Grant. You wouldn't happen to be the Lion of Balamb's girlfriend, now would you?" He asked the girl casually. "Why, yes I am. Do you know him?" She asked in confusion, trying to figure out who this man was.

"Who in this world doesn't know him? I'm a journalist. It's been my dream to have an interview with Squall Leonhart, himself. Would you mind if you introduced me to him, Miss Heartily? I'm sure a lovely person like you could persuade him to have an interview." Grant asked the raven-haired girl with a wink, hoping his charm would do the trick.

"Why, sure. I'm sure I can help you out." She answered with wide eyes.

The handsome stranger gave her an excuse to find Squall. This was perfect. While Squall was preoccupied with the interview, she could deal with Seifer and get him out of the way! "Come on, we can take a car to Garden. Just follow me!" Rinoa said happily as she guided the man to Balamb Square.

'This was too easy. There's no way anyone could be persuaded to help out a total stranger this easily. Hyne, bless me. I'll have Squall writhing in pleasure in no time!' Grant thought with a grin as he followed the dimwitted girl.

The slumbering brunette awoke to pained moans and Seifer shifting almost feverishly against him. His blue eyes widened in concern.

"Seifer? Seifer!" He called, holding onto the writhing blonde. Seifer's brow was furrowed, tears slipping from his eyes as he fought his demons behind closed eyelids.

"Wake up! Seifer, please!" He pleaded, hating to see his lover in agony.

"Squall...no...I didn't mean to...NO!" Seifer mumbled in his sleep, the sweat dripping from his brow. The blonde was trapped in one of his nightmares, the demons of his past confronting him once again in the deep recesses of his mind as he slept.

"No Squall...! I don't want to hurt you!" The blonde whispered in pain, as the tears continued to flow.

"I'm sure you can imagine what happens now."

"...What do you want?"

"Tell me what SeeD is. Edea demands to know."

"SeeD..."
(...A code name, for Balamb Garden's elite mercenary force...SeeD...Combat
specialists...)
(......???)
"...Don't you already know?"

"I'm not a SeeD."
"There must be some kind of secret you're given when you become a SeeD!"

"There's nothing. Even if there were, you think I'd tell you?"

"You're on my 'tough-nut-to-crack' list."
"Didn't think you'd talk that easily."

"...Geez, I'm honored."

"So here's a little something' for ya."

"Arrrrghhhh..."

"Even if you don't talk, others will."
"The instructor, the little messenger girl, or the Chicken-wuss...He
wouldn't last 3 seconds!"

(Th...They're...)
"...They're...all here...?"

"Oh, you bet."
"But since I like you so much, I thought you should go first."
"I was hoping you'd be there, Squall. So...how'd I look in my moment of
triumph?"
"My childhood dream, fulfilled. I've become the sorceress' knight."

(...Sorceress' knight...)
(...His...romantic dream...?)
(But...Seifer...Now, you're just...)
"...A torturer."

"What did you say!?"
"Passed out cold, eh?"
"This is the scene where you swear your undying hatred for me!"
"The tale of the evil mercenary vs. the sorceress' knight..."
"The fun's just started, Squall."
"Don't disappoint me now!"

"Well now, Squall. I'll ask again."
"What is SeeD? And why do they oppose the sorceress?"

(SeeD...Oppose the sorceress...?)

"Sir Seifer, the missiles targeted for the Garden are ready to launch."

Seifer
"Excellent."
"Balamb Garden is to be destroyed on charges of training SeeDs to oppose the
sorceress."
l
(...WHAT!?)

"It's a pity, really. I grew up there, too..."
"But orders are orders, and Edea wants it destroyed."
l
"...N-No......"

"After the Garden's gone, the SeeD hunt will begin."
"I'll be Edea's bloodhound and hunt down everyone of you kind."
"It'll be fun, Squall. Don't die on me, yet."
"Continue with the interrogation."

The blonde's eyes snapped open, wide and fearful of what he had done to the brunet. "SQUALL!" he exclaimed, not realizing the one he was calling for had his arms wrapped around him, a look of concern imprinted on his face. The tears continued like a river escaping from the confines of a lake. "I....I didn't mean to...it wasn't my fault!" He continued to mumble as he sobbed in his lover's arms.

Lean hands trailed up to cup Seifer's face, tender eyes watching the tears flow down the strong blonde's cheeks.

"Seifer... Its over. I forgive you." When the larger man continued to apologize, Squall thought that perhaps he was too deeply hurt from the nightmare that he still didn't realize where he was and what time it was.

"Koibito..." He sighed sadly and leaned closer, a warm tongue following the tear track to remove the salty liquid from Seifer's face. He moved so he straddled the blonde gunblader, trailing hot kisses all along the toned chest, his hands burying themselves into Seifer's golden strands.

A soft sound escaped him as he ground his hips into Seifer's, their members trapped between his and Seifer's body, causing them to rub together almost torturingly.

The warm lips spread warmth through his body and the friction the younger man was causing brought realization to the blonde that his nightmare was the past. Squall had forgiven him for what he had done, and that brought a smile to Seifer's tear-strained face.

"Squall..." Seifer moaned as the brunet continued to rock their bodies together, grinding their painfully hard erections slowly.

The taller man bent down and laid his lips down to trail his tongue on Squall's neck, sucking on the luscious skin.

"Thank you..." He sighed as he looked into the cobalt eyes of his lover, before laying his lips upon the others.

"Seifer..." He was content that his new lover felt better, but he still hadn't told the other man his returned feelings. It could wait until after he satisfied the blonde.

His hand trailed between their bodies and wrapped around both of their erections, trapping them together as he continued to move slowly against Seifer. He could already feel the warm pre-cum drip onto his hand.

The musky smell of their sweat slick bodies filled the room as they slowly grinded into each other, their sweat and pre-cum used as the lube as Squall's long fingers tightly held their erections together.

"You feel so good against me Squall." Seifer moaned as Squall's fingers teased the heads of their erect penises. Bringing his lips down to the brunet's elegant neck, they continued to grind against each other.

"I'm close, Squall." Seifer moaned as he felt his approaching orgasm.

"Ughhhh!!! Squall!" He breathed as they both reached their climax, their seed spilling all over each other.

Spent from his orgasm, he gently lifted Squall and laid him down next to him. Kissing the brunet's lips, he drifted off into a comforting sleep with his arms around the other.

"I love you, Squall." He whispered before giving into his weariness.

Squall was almost afraid to answer the tender words. What would happen if he said those words and something bad happened? He was scared of admitting to Seifer something that deep but he wanted to say it so bad.

"Give in Lion Cub. You and he deserves this. Submit to him..." Shiva whispered. Squall blushed hotly, his eyes almost black from the deep blue color overtaking them.

"I... I love you too, Seifer..." He admitted softly, immediately burying his flushed face into the pillow, embarrassed.

Hearing Squall return those words to him made him feel complete, even though the brunet probably thought he was asleep.

His arms wrapped around the smaller man's body, a smile warmed his handsome face as he brought his face to the back of the other man's head and fell asleep.

Squall sighed gently and closed his eyes, immediately falling asleep in the warmth of his lover's arms.

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Grant followed Rinoa along the halls of Balamb Garden, excitement spiking up his spine. He would finally meet the brunette angel and then he would kidnap the youth. He had the tranquilizer stashed away safely in his duffle bag. It would be so easy, especially if the lithe man only had this idiotic woman to protect him.

Rinoa went to the door of Squall's room and punched in the key code. The room was empty, making her frown darkly. She knew where he was now if not in his room. And she didn't know Seifer's key code.

Don't worry, Squally-poo, I'll drag you from his evil clutches soon enough! She narrowed her eyes.

"SQUALL!!!!" She screamed, making Grant wince and no doubt waking everyone in the dorm area.

"Is there something wrong, miss?" Grant asked the deafening girl.

"No, no. I just thought he'd be here. I think I may know where he is. I just need to ask the Headmistress something really quick." The raven-haired girl said with an uncertain voice.

"Wait right here. It will only be a moment." Rinoa told the muscular man as they reached the door to Quistis's office. Opening the door without knocking, Rinoa barged into the Headmistress's office. She was met with an unfriendly glare as the blonde woman was disturbed from the paper work she was currently buried in.

"Rinoa, why are you disturbing me?" Quistis was mentally strangling the girl.

"Quistis, can I get the code for Seifer's old dorm? It's REALLY important!" Rinoa whined.

"I'm sorry, Rinoa, but I can't do that. It goes against Garden rules. Besides, Squall is the only one, besides Seifer himself, that knows the key code for that room. Now get out of my office and leave me to my work!" The blonde woman growled angrily. 'Before I whip the hell out of you.' She mentally added.

"Humph, fine. You should really work on your temper, Quistis. How do you expect to find a boyfriend, I mean, girlfriend if you're always in such a foul mood. Not to mention how you dress. You're such an old woman!" Rinoa said mockingly as she walked out of the office and closed the door."

::BOOM::

Rinoa was knocked down as an explosion rattled the door.

Quistis had used Shockwave Pulsar. Rinoa had been lucky she had already closed the door behind her.

"Is everything alright, Miss Heartily?" Grant asked her as he held out a hand to help her off the ground.

"I'm fine. Just having a little fun." The girl said with a giggle.

"Now, about Squall. Let's go find him!"

They walked back towards the dorm area, where Seifer and Squall were still wrapped around each others arms in sleep.
Rinoa pranced happily down the hallway to the dorms, content with the plan that she had thought up in her head. Grant would keep Squall busy with the interview and she could get rid of Seifer. No more boyfriend stealing bastard!
Grant raised an eyebrow at the moronic girl's antics, but was inwardly gleeful. His sex kitten was so close...
The raven haired girl stopped at Seifer's dorm room door and launched an aero spell at it, blowing it off its hinges, surprising the older man next to her. She lead the man deeper into the door and froze at the sight that met her. Grant also stood paralyzed by the sight on the bed.
The blanket rode dangerously low, barely covering the two youth's navels. Seifer's head was resting on Squall's, the blonde's arms wrapped around the brunette's slim waist. The sun reflected off of the sweat and semen coating their bodies, creating a delicious specticle and making it apparent what they had been doing.
Both looked like angels, but the two bystanders thought otherwise. Rinoa didn't know which man to be mad at, her boyfriend, or her ex-boyfriend.
Grant's fists tightened, bringing blood. He recognized the demon wrapped around his dark haired angel. It was the Sorceress Knight. He must have tricked or forced the Lion into this. Squall was his... The tall man masked his face into blankness. He couldn't let anger ruin his plans. He had to trick this blonde devil until he could get Squall all to himself.
"SEIFER!!! WHAT THE HELL HAVE TO DONE TO SQUALLY-POO?!?!?!" Rinoa finally screeched, a record breaking sound that sounded like a cross between a banshee and glass breaking.
Squall's grey eyes snapped open in fear, blindly clutching the arms around him.
"What in the FUCKING HELL are you doing barging into my room?!" Seifer bellowed once the ear-splitting screech subsided. He glared at the two intruders, his arms firmly locked around the brunet boy.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY SQUALLY POO?!?! I can't BELIEVE you Squall!!! How could you do this to me?!" Rinoa whined as she broke down into tears.
Seifer looked into the eyes of his beloved, the weariness apparent in the cobalt eyes.
"Get out of my room Rinoa. And take your guest with you." Seifer said in a fierce, yet quiet, tone.
"You two FAGGOTS!!! I can't believe I ever dated either one of you!" The raven-haired girl screeched as she ran from the room sobbing uncontrollably.
"I'm truly sorry for the intrusion. My name is Grant. I came here for an interview with Mr. Leonhart. I'll be in Balamb for a few days so if it is no trouble, I'd like to come back and have an interview." Grant said calmly, his eyes locked onto the two men, at their sweat and semen mixed and caked onto their beautiful bodes. He was seething inside. How dare this man take his angel! He would make the blonde pay for tarnishing his angel in this way. Then he would personally cleanse him with his own seed, filling him up with his own essence. Yes. That would cleanse him of the blonde's filth.
"Just get the fuck out! Squall doesn't want any interviews. He's had enough journalists writing about him. GET. THE. FUCK. OUT. NOW." Seifer snarled, his right hand lifting up to rub his lover's cheek.
"Yes, yes. I will leave now. Thank you." Grant smiled at the blonde as he turned and walked down the hall. Yes, he will make the blonde suffer for this. Suffer dearly.
Silence overtook the room for a few seconds after the stranger's departure and then a soft sigh escaped the brunette's lips. Squall was relieved to have both of them gone. His ears were still ringing from the screeching.
The gentle caressing made the dark haired man want to stay in bed forever, just simply enjoying the presence of his blonde lover. But he knew he couldn't do that. There was Garden paperwork to be filled out, training and lectures, and most of all, he needed to find Lion Heart. His blade was somewhere in the Training Center and he was uneasy without it.
"Seifer..." He said simply, conveying his annoyance, exhaustion, and want to stay with just the blonde's name. He knew he had to shower, but staying and showering with his lover would just keep him longer when he had so many things to do.
He shifted gently out of the taller gunblader's arms and stood, stretching slowly, porcelain skin moving over hard muscle, before beginning to get dressed.
The blonde admired his brunet lover as the younger man got dressed and went into the bathroom to prepare for the day. He pulled the covers off of himself as he sprawled across the bed, naked. He grinned stupidly as he recounted their past activities.
As the brunet walked out of the bathroom, Seifer pried himself off of the bed and kissed his lover before going into the bathroom himself to get ready.
Walking out of the bathroom after brushing his teeth, the blonde walked over to where the brunet was and wrapped him into an embrace. Wordlessly, they continued dressing and Squall departed the room with an eager kiss to the blonde.
"Now, time to go find Squall's gunblade." Seifer said as he picked up Hyperion from it's case, Ifrit's beastly roar echoing in his mind.
As he walked out of the dormitories towards the Training Center, Seifer was unaware of a pair of eyes watching him, following him as he made his way through Balamb Garden.
Grant watched as the Sorceress' Knight strode into the Training Center, a soft smile still tugging on the blonde's lips.
Disgusting... Grant sneered, the vile demon didn't deserve to live. But he needed to decide on his coarse of action. Attacking the tall blonde directly would give away his intentions, destroying his chance of snatching Balamb's Lion away. But if he indirectly tried to dispose of the knight, there was a chance that it would at least distract him long enough to snatch Squall right from under their noses or kill him. Killing him sounded like the better option, but Grant didn't really know how strong the blonde was.
Reaching for his junction, Grant summoned The Two Brothers, watching as they ambled after their target. With a sinister smirk, Grant went off to find the dark haired man.
Rubbing his hair in frustration, Seifer made his way through the Training Center, thankfully not having to deal with monster encounters with the help of Diablos. It was odd, Seifer thought, that his own gunblade seemed to be pushing him in the direction of the secret area.
Finally reaching the clearing that lead to the secret area, the blonde noticed a faint glow coming from behind a large boulder surrounded by small bushes.
"Ha-ha! Finally! Squall will be thrilled!" He pronounced triumphantly as he held Lionheart in his grasp.
Pulling out his own gunblade, Seifer held both of them in his hands, admiring the contrast between the two blades. The Lion Heart�s fragile appearance, the light blue blade appearing to be made of ice. The Hyperion's blade, as dark as a moonless night, highlighted by it's crimson edge. The two blades complemented each other, just as he complemented Squall.
::Thump::Thump::Thump::
The blonde's ears perked up at the sounds of heavy footsteps. Ifrit's powerful roar resonated in his mind along with something else. A melodious laughter was also heard in his mind.
'Be wary, young Knight.'
"What the?!" Seifer said in astonishment. The voice wasn't that of Ifrit's. It was a female's voice.
'Shiva?' Seifer asked in his mind.
'Be careful, young knight. You are in danger. We can sense the approach of the brothers.' A beastly voice growled.
Without warning, the earth began shaking beneath his feet. Seifer jumped away from the boulder as a large minotaur smashed through it as if it were a large dirt clump. Sheathing Lionheart in Hyperion's sheath, the blonde rushed towards Sacred and began his attack.
"Argh!" Seifer yelled out in pain as a club made contact with his upper back, sending him flying backwards, making contact with a large tree. Seifer got onto his knees as he made contact with the ground and looked up. He saw not one, but two minotaur, although one was much smaller than the other.
Dusting off his pants and trench coat, Seifer raised his arm and began his summon.
"Diablos!" He roared, as the demon appeared and launched it's attack.
With the dust cleared, Seifer stared at the two minotaur, still standing strong after Diablos' attack.
He rushed forward again, attacking the smaller one, slashing and sending powerful blows at the GF. The larger minotaur ran forward, attacking with it's horns. The blonde gunblader quickly blocked it's horns with his gunblade and slashed at Sacred.
"Enough of this!" Seifer bellowed as he began another summon.
"Ifrit!" He yelled out.
The clearing in the Training Center grew dark. The earth began shaking as the fire beast made it's appearance, breaking through the earth and launching itself in the air. The blonde smirked as he saw the appearance of his favorite GF. His smirk vanished and replaced by bewilderment as the melodious laughter of Shiva mingled with the roars of Ifrit. The clearing grew cold as frost covered the trees and the ground. A large icicle formed in the ground and the beautiful form of Shiva appeared and shattered the icicle. Ifrit roared and launched the large fireball down towards the two brothers. Shiva gathered her ice energy and launched her frost magic towards Ifrit's fireball, transforming it into a gigantic ball of solid ice, sending it towards Sacred and Minotaur with the combined might of the fire and ice GF's.
Seifer watched as the brothers toppled under the attack and disappeared in a flash of swirling light.
Seifer quickly rushed out of the training center, running towards the elevator with only one thought in his mind.
"Squall!"

Squall had been dutifully filling Garden paperwork out when a sudden spike of frost lanced its way up his spine. Coughing harshly, his gloved hand clutched at his chest and he slumped to the floor, the chair to the commander's desk moving to allow his lithe body space.
"Shiva...?" Squall whispered, unable to find his Guardian within his mind. It was impossible, they were permanently junctioned. Did she leave? And why...?
Darkness bit at the edges of his vision, his eyes now a startling silver from all of the fear and confusion waging war within his heart. Someone touched him then, it was a gentle caress, but something seemed wrong about it.
"Seifer...?" He murmured softly, the fear evident in his voice. No, it wasn't his lover. He grew especially sure of it when he felt a syringe prick into the soft skin of his neck.
Grant's hands grew forceful when the lithe brunette struggled, the syringe jerking enough to bring blood from the youth's skin. Some of it stained the white carpet of the office. This was not as he had planned it to go. And the angel just seemed to be fighting the effects of the medication and whatever had been ailing him before.
The two of them struggled as the effects of the dose of medicine had yet to set in. The Griever pendant was snapped and left behind as Grant finally got the brunette over his shoulder and jumped out of the window, breaking the glass and surely injuring them both. But that route was the only one he had left, especially since he had heard the elevator rising.

"Squall! Please, tell me you're alright!" Seifer wailed in worry as he stormed out of the elevator and rushed into his lover's office.
"Squall?!" Seifer yelled as he looked around the empty room, his worry growing when he noticed the shattered window. Running over to the window, he looked out and saw nothing beneath it.
"Where are you?!" He bellowed as he searched the room in confusion. Walking over to the desk, he saw the papers fallen all over the floor behind the desk where Squall *should* have been.
Picking up the disheveled files, he noticed the splotches of red on the sterile white carpet, along with his lover's beloved Griever pendant. Tears began forming in his eyes as he placed the pendant around his neck.
"Squall!!!" Seifer screamed in rage as he stormed out of the office, his anger and sorrow overtaking him.
'Find him, young Knight' Ifrit and Shiva said in his mind in unison.
'Your bond with each other will lead you to him.'
Grant gunned the engine of his truck, racing down the streets to Balamb. He had done it! He had the Lion! Squall's body was sprawled across the passenger's seat, his head propped in Grant's lap.
As the older man glanced down, he noticed a few things off about the brunette. The scar arching across the beautiful face had opened up and was seeping blood. The older man was sure that it hadn't been hit by the shattered glass. The next thing he noticed was that the lithe body was extremely cold and that the angel was barely breathing.
Errors to his plan suddenly became very clear. How would he sneak the war hero back to Deling without drawing attention? How could he overpower Squall once the drugs had become ineffective?
"Shit." Grant cursed. Too many cons, not enough pros. Deciding to open an old contact with reluctance, Grant drove almost all the way to Balamb before veering left to an old shack. It was daylight, so the resident would be downstairs.

"Kain, you in here?" Grant said as he carefully stepped into the basement, still holding Squall over his shoulder.
Stepping off of the last step of the stairs onto the basement floor, the raven-haired man could feel a pair of eyes watching him from somewhere in the basement. The hairs on his neck and arms were standing on end. Grant was afraid of the creature that was hidden in the shadows. Looking around, Grant immediately noticed that the weight on his shoulders disappeared.
"This is quite a beauty you have here for me, Grant." Kain said from his position on the floor, examining the lithe beauty that was still affected by the tranquilizer.
"No! He is MINE! I came here so you could help me get him back to Deling City!" Kain yelled at the old vampire.
"I can't let you do that, old friend. This one is too beautiful for someone such as you. He would better serve me!" The ethereal looking vampire said cynically.
"Leave him to me for the night, and I shall think about helping you." Kain smirked as he tucked a long strand of blonde hair behind his ear and disappeared into the darkness of the basement.
"Grrr... He is MY prize Kain! If you do anything to him, I swear I'll come after you!" Grant roared into the shadows and walked up the stairs and out of the basement, seething with anger over his lost prize.
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"That man that was with Rinoa. I knew I didn't like something about him. I could see the hate in his eyes..." Seifer contemplated as he drove hastily towards Balamb.
Upon reaching the entrance, he saw a truck coming from the outskirts of the harbor town.
"It's him!" Seifer recognized the man driving the truck. It was that same man he had been thinking of only moments before. Slowing the car so the man wouldn't notice him, he waited until the truck entered the town and disappeared from his sight and quickly drove down the dirt road the truck had just come from.
After a couple minutes of driving, the blonde came upon a small shack.
Kain frowned darkly, it had only been twenty minutes at the most since that human imbecile had left and he could already feel a stronger presence approaching his hiding spot. Gently lowering his quarry to the basement floor, the vampire waited until heavy footsteps hit the stairs and the intruder was down on his level.
Ahhhh.... The Sorceress Knight, not a very big problem for an old vampire, especially since his only intent was to knock the large man out. It had been centuries since he had even had the fun of someone watching him turn a human.
Kain struck the blonde harshly across the head, watching in immense satisfaction as the taller man hit the ground with a thud. Now to get both of his prey ready for the show...
The vampire ridded the taller blonde of the two gunblades, leaving the weapons across the room. Kain secured Seifer to the wall with heavy chains and stepped back to admire his work. The blonde smelled of the beautiful brunette and likewise. How fun...
Kain pulled the drugged brunette to his crouched body, and he waited. Waited for both the drug to wear off and the knight to wake. He would make sure to give the blonde a show. His hand inched underneath the white tee the lithe man had on, toying with a nipple as he waited.

His head hurt. REALLY hurt. The last thing he could remember was going into the basement, expecting no one to be there since that man in the truck left. He was on guard when he went into the basement of the tiny shack. To the blonde's surprise, the basement was large. much larger than the rundown shack above it.
As he made his way into the basement, he barely registered any movement in the shadows before something hit his head harshly and he fell to the floor, the world going black around him as he hit the ground.
And now, Seifer found himself restrained on a wall, his arms and legs locked into place as he hung helplessly. His eyes slowly focused as the world became clear. And there, in the middle of the room, was his brunet lover, still unconscious, and in the arms of a man with long blonde hair who had his hand up his lover's shirt and was toying with *HIS* Squall's nipple.
"Get OFF of him!" Seifer thrashed at the chains holding him as he screamed at the man who looked no older than his mid-twenties.
"Now, now, Sorceress Knight. You are in no position to give me orders." The vampire grinned evilly.
Kain's smirk revealed his lengthy fangs, and he looked down eagerly as Squall moaned gently, opening grey eyes. They were still fuzzy with the drugs, but the brunette wasn't so out of it not to feel himself being touched in intimate ways. His body tried to jerk away from Kain, but the vampire merely flipped him onto his back like he was a rag doll, holding his hands down above his head.
Squall winced and then opened his silver eyes more fully, spotting his lover chained helplessly to the wall. He could feel Shiva and Ifrit within the taller blonde. His Griever pendant hung around the larger gunblader's neck. Squall's silver eyes gentled and he mouthed his lover's name.
Kain frowned at the interaction, freeing one of his hands, leaving one of them pressed to the brunette's wrists, keeping him trapped. He used one of his hands to force Squall to look at him. He grinned, fangs showing, when he saw the fear in the lithe man's eyes.
"Afraid, little mouse? And such a pretty color those eyes take when you are frightened... Tonight, lovely one, you will be mine. You will leave your race tonight. And after it is all over and the Knight sees what you have become... He will shun you. You will only have me!" Kain leaned down to lick a slick path along Squall's neck, pausing at the pulse point to meet Seifer's jade eyes, wanting to see his reaction.
"GET THE FUCK OFF OF HIM!" Seifer's anger erupted as he yelled at the vampire.
"Like I've said before, Knight. You are in no position to give me orders." The vampire picked up the brunet man by his wrists, ignoring the painful groans emanating from his beautiful lips, and placed him onto a bed covered in silken black sheets, strapping his arms and legs onto the bed posts with leather straps.
"So beautiful... You will enjoy tonight very much. You will be reborn!" Kain chuckled. He moved away from the bed and made his way to the blonde hanging on the wall.
"You will watch as I take your friend. But judging by the way your bodies smell of the other's, you two are more than friends, am I right?"
"Don't touch him, you fucking bastard!" Seifer roared at the man in front of him.
"Maybe if you behave yourself, I'll turn you as well." The vampire stated, blatantly ignoring the man thrashing before him. Walking over to the brunet on the bed, he simply sat next to him, admiring the beauty, waiting for the blue moon that would be coming at the day's end.
Squall tested the leather straps while the vampire talked to his lover, finding them to be too tight and too thick to break.
Kain stroked the brunette's cheek, much like Seifer had done that morning, when everything had seemed promising and safe. Now the brunette didn't know what to think. His silver eyes met Seifer's green ones, finding them to be broiling with frustration and hate. They then closed when he felt the belts around his pants loosen and come undone.
Kain undressed his captive slowly and merely teased him throughout the day, ignoring the protests from the man chained to the wall. And the soft pleading to stop from the little mouse trapped beneath him. When the vampire felt night approach, a finger was inserted roughly into the brunette�s tight entrance, tearing a cry from the fey man.
"To welcome you into a place where there is no warmth..." Kain roughly inserted another finger, pistoning them harshly enough to bring the sweet scent of blood to the room. Squall writhed and cried out, tears falling from his silver eyes as he locked them with Seifer's, silently begging the blonde not to hate him after this.
"To welcome you into a place where there is no love..." Three fingers now, and then they were removed quickly to be replaced with something much bigger. Tears flowed freely from Squall's eyes and he screamed. Kain leaned down and sunk his fangs deeply into Squall's soft neck as he thrust without care into the lithe body beneath him, drinking deeply and rapidly the sweetest blood he had ever tasted. Squall gasped out slightly when he felt his blood being drained in more ways then one.
:Seifer...: Squall whispered, unaware that he had spoken directly into Seifer's mind. Kain sucked more blood in when he felt the smaller man's heart slow and then stop completely.
Shiva screamed, the sound like falling icicles in a winter storm. Kain hovered above the limp body of Balamb's Lion as he halted, cumming deep within the dead body

:Seifer...:
Seifer couldn't believe what he was being forced to witness. HIS Squall being raped by this malicious vampire. He was screaming inside, yet as he hung limply on the wall, he made no sound. He could only watch as his lover was savagely penetrated by the demon. The small whisper in his mind startled him.
:This demon will pay, Squall... I'll make you forget this and I swear I'll save you...: Seifer thought back to his beloved.
Ifrit was roaring in his mind and a shrill scream echoed. It was Shiva. She could feel the brunet's heart slow and it's beats stop. She was in pain. Her link with her chosen one was being savagely broken down.
Seifer's link stayed strong. He could feel the pain Squall was feeling, the hate Squall felt towards the vampire doing this to him. Once he was freed of these chains, he would save Squall and get his revenge on this monster masked behind the regal face of the vampire.
With thoughts of revenge in his mind, reality drifted away from him as Seifer drifted off into exhausted slumber.

Kain removed himself from the cold body of the brunette, looking down as the neck wound he made closed shut, leaving no trace behind. Smirking in satisfaction, he turned to find the blonde slumbering restlessly.
Hmmm... So much for turning them both. He was too full to take anymore blood. Too immersed in the ecstasy of being blood drunk, Kain didn't notice the approach of the SeeD's too late.
Bullets rained on the nude vampire, knocking the creature off its feet. Irvine continued to empty the shells into Kain as Zell began to undo the chains on Seifer, letting the blonde fall heavily to the floor.
"Don't you dare call me a Chicken!" The petite blonde demanded as he helped Irvine against the vampire. Neither SeeD had noticed Squall yet.
"Don't you dare call me a Chicken!"
Seifer awoke with the feeling of falling onto another body as the chains binding him were broken.
"Squall..." The tall blonde said, still groggy. Ignoring the cowboy and the smaller blonde that were currently pummeling the vampire, Seifer made his way towards the bed where his brunet lover was bound. Untying the leather straps, he wrapped up the brunet in his arms, sobbing as he kissed the cold lips. Tears streaming, he screamed in rage as he laid his lover down onto the bed and made his way towards the vampire, picking up Lionheart from the ground nearby.
"What the..." Irvine and Zell said at the same time as they noticed the blonde approaching the vampire.
"I'll make you suffer for what you did to Squall..." Seifer seethed as he raised up the gunblade. He could hear Shiva's tearful wailing as she infused the gunblade with her cold magic, just as Seifer thrust the blue gunblade into the vampire's crotch. Picking up his Hyperion, Seifer called upon Ifrit to infuse the fire GF's magic into his own gunblade, just as the blade sliced it's way into the vampire's unbeating heart.
The two SeeDs stared at Seifer and the corpse of the vampire in shock. Zell remained frozen but Irvine moved to the bed to check on Squall. His violet eyes widened when he realized the brunette was nude and raped. There was no breath and no warmth. Squall Leonhart was gone...
"Shit, Zell. He's dead. We'll have to call Quistis to the scene so she can verify the death and plan the funeral..." The cowboy murmured, looking down at the still brunette sorrowfully. Zell looked down and peeked at Seifer through his blonde eyelashes.
"Selphie told us about you and Squall, we're sorry, man..." Zell said softly.
~:~Two Days Later: One Night after the Funeral~:~
Seifer laid on his bed, the last place he and Squall had been together. He could still smell the brunet in the sheets. Ever since the funeral, he hadn't left his room, only leaving the comfort of his bed to use the bathroom and to eat. Everyone had stayed away from him, mostly due to the anger that radiated from him. His mourning over Squall would last a lifetime and he would spend his life remembering him, keeping him alive in his memories.
His heart still ached over his lost love. It seemed like a dream. Looking out the window, he could see the moon. Still large, full, and cobalt colored. He sighed as he picked up Lion Heart from its case. Placing it next to Hyperion, he drifted off into sleep, inhaling the sweet scent of his deceased lover, comforted by it.

The soft toning of the keypad to the room sounded and the door to Seifer's dorm room whished open. The last time the lithe man had been through it, it had been blown off its hinges by Rinoa. The darkened figure walked stealthily across the room, to the side of Seifer's bed. Sad silver eyes stared down at his former lover as the fey vampire tried to ignore the tempting heartbeat so close to him.
:Seifer...: Squall mouthed. He had been unable to speak ever since the night of his death. He reached out to touch his lover, but stopped short, remembering the words of the vampire who turned him
"He will shun you..."
Squall frowned gently, wincing against the need to both touch Seifer and feed from him. He backed away from the bedside and merely stared at his former lover, his silver eyes glowing in the darkness.
:Shiva...?: Squall whispered longingly to his guardian, wishing that both her and Seifer could hear him.
There was a familiar presence in the room. Seifer awoke to the feel of something being different. All around him, all he could see was darkness, but there was something there. He rubbed at his eyes in irritation, willing them to adjust to the darkness of the room. He was still in bed, the sheets wrapped tightly around his muscular body.
There. By the door. There was someone standing by the door.
"Who are you?!" Seifer said with a sneer. He didn't want anyone near him. The only person he wanted to be there was dead, buried the night before.
The figure didn't speak, but it seemed familiar. The shadows covered the face, but Seifer could see it was a man.
"Get the hell out of my room. I don't want ANYONE in here, didn't I make myself clear at the funeral?!" Seifer was frustrated. All of Balamb Garden was at the funeral, held where they exchanged scars, although the clearing was now covered with grass.
The clouds covering the moon drifted away and the moon's light shone through the window of his dormitory. The shadows lifted and the figure's face came into view.
"Squall...?" Seifer gasped and did a double-take, not wanting to believe what he was seeing. Slowly getting up, he didn't bother to cover his nude form and walked over to the smaller man, wanting to touch him.
Squall's silver eyes widened when Seifer neared him, the heartbeat stronger, excited and more overpowering when the blonde was awoke. The fey man backed up, hitting the wall behind him harshly enough to hurt.
:Stop...: He mouthed pleadingly, turning his face away from Seifer as tears began to fall from his now closed eyes. The moonlight reflected off of the crystalline liquid and Squall kept his mouth firmly shut to hide the fangs.
"Squall..." Seifer breathed out his name. It felt like a dream. The young man shied away from his touch, but the blonde would not be deterred. He pulled the brunet into his arms and inhaled his scent as he buried his nose into the smaller man's hair.
They stood there, Seifer with his arms around the brunet, for several minutes. It felt so real. Slowly, he loosened the embrace enough to look into Squall's beautiful face. His eyes were a startling silver color, fear interlacing with longing. He brought his face down to meet his, locking his lips over Squall's.
He tried to deepen the kiss, the younger man barely responding, his tongue trying to avoid the other. Seifer ran his tongue along the brunet's teeth.
"Ouch!" He yelped in surprise as his tongue came into contact with something sharp. With his arms still around the smaller gunblader, he looked into the silver eyes, looking for an explanation.
Squall's eyes lowered. Seifer seemed so happy to have him here, and he had seemed so sad before. He owed his former lover the truth.
:Seifer...I...: The lithe man stopped, remembering that he couldn't speak. Sighing softly, Squall tilted his head up so he could look his soul mate in the eyes before he parted his lips, revealing the white lengthy fangs.
Seifer stared at the revealed fangs in awe. He had been afraid this had happened. Kain had succeeded in turning his beloved into a vampire. He could see the fear in the brunet's eyes. The fear of rejection.
"Squall...I don't care what has happened to you. I just want you here with me." Seifer sighed as he tightened his embrace.

Squall finally returned the embrace, wrapping his cold arms around his former lover. Seifer was so warm... The heartbeat taunted the fey vampire and he hoped that it wouldn't force him to hurt his beloved. For the first time since Squall had died, a little bit of deep blue joined the frightening silver coloring in his eyes.
:I missed you...: This time, Squall's voice did reach Seifer's mind, deep enough to rouse the three guardians. His lips still moved, but no sound except deep in Seifer's head.
The brunette moved as close as he could so he could savor his lover's heat and closeness. He cringed again at the need to drink from his lover but merely moved closer to hide the gesture.

"I missed you too, love." Seifer said softly as he enjoyed the close embrace. Moving them closer to the bed, he slowly laid the brunet down and began kissing the smaller man, craving every part of his body. He missed this.
"I love you so much, Squall. It was killing me inside to know that I lost you. But I'm glad you're back. I don't care if you are a vampire. I just want you with me." Seifer sighed as he continued placing light kisses along the pale skin.
The brunette arched slightly underneath the blonde's ministrations, craving the searing touch that burned him to the very core. As one of Seifer's fingers found a cold nipple, Squall's head fell back, his mouth parting, revealing his fangs.
:Seifer!: The cry resonated within Seifer's head. Squall reached up to touch his lover, his cold touch instantly hardening the blonde's nipples. He wrapped his other hand around the taller man's cock, stroking it gently as he toyed with one of the blonde's nipples with the other hand.

The cool touch was comforting. For the past couple nights, he had felt nothing but heat. His anger towards Squall's death unleashed Ifrit's power within his mind, heating the air around him. Shiva beckoned for Seifer to summon her, but he could not. Squall should be the only one to summon the ice goddess.
Seifer moaned as the cool hand stroked him, making him hard despite the cold.
"I need to be inside you, Squall. I need to make you mine." Seifer said in a ragged breath. Positioning himself between the lithe man's elegant legs, he placed his hardness at the opening, slowly pushing himself past the tight ring of muscles. He kissed Squall as he pushed himself in, burying himself into the tight body of his lover. Slowly, he began moving; thrusting carefully. Their bodies intermingled, their tongues dancing in their passion, he sped up his pace.
"It feels like it's been forever!" Seifer cried as he thrust himself harder into the willing man.
"I'm gonna cum!" Seifer moaned as he pushed himself to the hilt inside of Squall's tight channel, flooding his insides with his essence.
Slowly pulling himself out, Seifer laid down next to the quiet brunet, wrapping his arms around him and kissing him deeply.
"I love you, Squall." Seifer said as he laid there watching his lover, caressing his lips with his own.

Squall huffed out a relieved sigh, feeling the warmth inside him. Seifer had claimed him. Kissing the blonde gently above the ear, Squall's entire body stilled when his fangs began to ache.
The brunette stood from the bed quickly, fearful eyes on his lover. He couldn't do that to Seifer... Never!

The blonde was startled when Squall suddenly got up from the bed. He could see the hunger that was in the younger man's eyes.
"Squall...if you're hungry, take some of my blood." He stated, hiding the slight twinge of fear he felt. He grabbed the younger man's arm and pulled him back down to the bed. Tilting his head, he exposed his neck to the younger man.

Squall was startled when he was pulled down against Seifer's body, the taller man offering himself to him. Squall managed to make a small noise a protest but Seifer just held him in place.
The fey vampire hesitated, moving his cold lips along the taller gunblader's neck until he felt the strongest point. He could feel it. Seifer's life pulsing vulnerably against his lips. The slight hitch in breath told him that Seifer was scared.
Breathing cold air against the pulse point, Squall opened his mouth and sunk his fangs gently into Seifer's neck. Not as brutally as when Kain had ripped his own throat open. Blood gushed into Squall's mouth and he made a needy noise, not aware that he was actually doing it out loud.
He drank until his body didn't feel as cold anymore and then he pulled back, the wounds closing, leaving no trace. His blue eyes studied his lover in worry, aware that he was now hard since he had been unable to cum before.
"Seifer...?" He murmured out loud, much to his own surprise. His half mast blue eyes were trained on his lover's face.

To his surprise, it hadn't really hurt. After the initial penetration of the fangs, it actually felt rather pleasurable. Seifer's blinked and stared into the eyes of his lover. He felt a little weak from the blood loss, but he was still able to appreciate the beauty of Squall.
The blonde grabbed the brunet's waist and lifted him to straddle Seifer's chest. He held Squall's hard penis in his hand and brought it into his mouth, savoring the taste of the lithe man. Slowly, he sucked the head and licked down to the base. He licked at the tip and moved his tongue over the slit repeatedly, relishing in the taste of Squall's pre-cum.
The blonde looked up into the smoky blue eyes, admiring the rosy tint of the porcelain skin.

Squall's cheeks flushed softly as he stared down into his lover's jade eyes, his hips starting to move wantonly with the gentle suckling of the blonde's mouth.
"Seifer... Please..." He moaned, his shaft pulsing against Seifer's lips. He squeezed his eyes shut, leaning his head back. It felt so good, he wanted more...
He moved until his member was out of reach of Seifer's mouth and jerked his hips once, taking Seifer's cock in one stroke, his entrance slicked with the blonde's cum. Squall moved his hips frantically against Seifer's, needy sounds escaping his pouting lips as he reached down to stroke himself.

The return of the hot tightness of Squall's hole was a welcome surprise. He thrust his hips up to meet Squall's thrusts and moaned in pleasure. He reached up to play with the brunet's nipples and he continued to thrust into Squall.
The blonde reached down and replaced Squall's hand with his own and began jerking the brunet's cock, pumping it with the same rhythm as his thrusts.
Squall's ass clenched as he approached orgasm, squeezing Seifer's dick as he continued to thrust. Spurts of his cum erupted and landed all over Seifer's chest, some landing on his face and mouth.
Seifer moaned as he felt the sticky substance land on him. Licking the drops of cum from his lips, he moaned loudly and came once again into the beautiful brunet.
The melodious laughter of Shiva returned and echoed in their minds, happy to have her chosen back. Ifrit's bellowing chuckle joined with her laughter as he warmed both of their bodies.
Seifer laid Squall down beside him and wrapped him in his arms. Kissing his forehead, he closed his eyes and they both fell asleep together.

After Ultimecia Chapter Three

Seifer awoke to the feeling of a finger lazily drawing circles on his chest.

"Good morning, love." Seifer drowsily greeted his lover with a morning kiss.

"I can't stay here for long. The sun will come up soon." Squall sighed as he laid his head down onto Seifer's chest, listening to the strong rhythm of his heart beating.

"We can go somewhere before the sun comes up. Somewhere safe and where no one can find you. Someplace we can stay in peace." Seifer stated, gazing lovingly at the man resting on his chest.

"I don't want you giving up your whole life for me..." Squall kissed his lover's chest.

"Squall...you are my life. I'm nothing without you. It might sound clich� but it's the truth." The blonde ran his fingers through the soft chocolate locks.

"How about Trabia? It's secluded, the days are short, and sometimes the sun doesn't even come out at all because of all the blizzards. The Shumi village. I'm sure they would keep our secret." The blonde grinned at the thought of them living a secluded life together.

"It could work...but we would have to take the Ragnarok to get there fast enough before the sun comes up." Squall sat up. "Let's go bathe and we can start getting ready."

"Glad you like my idea." Seifer flashed a big smile.

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"You ready?"

"Just go, Seifer. The sun will come up within the hour." Squall couldn't sit still. He couldn't shake the dread of the sun coming down upon him.

"Don't worry, love. If the sun does come up, you can go down into the hanger. There's no windows there so the sun can't come in. Besides, the Ragnarok will get us there in no time at all." Seifer reassured his lover and grasped the smaller man's hand tightly with his own, their fingers entwining.

"Seifer...what about blood? How will I nourish myself?" Squall asked, his sorrow showing in his voice.

"You only need to have a large meal every once in a while, right? I can always get some from the blood banks in Deling City and Esthar and I can just say it's for SeeD research. And for your snacks, you can always have some of my blood." Seifer said it as if it was nothing. Squall didn't like the idea of drinking Seifer's blood, even if his blood tasted like heaven. He dreaded losing control of his cravings and accidentally taking too much.

"Don't worry. We'll figure something out." Seifer smiled at him and Squall couldn't help but smile back.

Seifer realized there was a problem with their plans on the way there. The Shumi Village was underground but it had its own source of artificial sunlight.
"Looks like I may have to go on ahead before you to talk to the Elder. You can stay down in the hanger while I do this, okay?" The taller gunblader asked. Squall nodded and hurried down into the darker depths of the airship. Seifer flew the Ragnarok all the way there and landed about a half a mile away from the village. It was so secluded that he could leave the airship without the fear of leaving his lover alone.
The blonde stepped into the hatch and sat, he could feel the vehicle start and then sink down all the way, miles underground.
As Seifer expected, the Shumi had already activated their sunlight early, the creatures milling about. He had expected that there would be some cause of alarm of his presence, but obviously the creatures wouldn't recognize him because news of the outside world would be hard to obtain in such a remote location.
The gunblader moved through the village and knocked on the Elder Shumi's door, ready to vouch for his lover.

"You have nothing to worry about, young Almasy. The light produced here does not have the harmful effects of Ultraviolet light on vampires. Besides, we are indebted to Commander Leonhart and his father. We will protect the two of you from outsiders."

"Thank you very much, Elder." Seifer bowed down to the elder Shumi.

"I can't wait to tell Squall the good news!" Seifer grinned as he talked to himself in the elevator.

"See Squall, I told you we had nothing to worry about. The Elder said their light wouldn't harm you and that they would hide us." Seifer walked up to the auburn-haired man currently lying down on a cot and placed a hand at his cheek, leaning down to taste the sweet lips.

Squall returned the embrace readily, eagerly. He had no idea why his blonde lover had taken all of this so easily. He was also grateful to the Shumi. He left Seifer's hold when the blonde's heartbeat got to him. To hide his discomfort, he asked a question.
"Is the sun up yet?" He questioned softly, feeling tired. Maybe some lore to the vampires was correct. He just hoped that he could resist the primal instincts enough not to hurt Seifer.

"The clouds are thick today. Even if the sun is up, you would think it was night here. But yea, the sun is up already." The blonde caressed his lovers cheek, leaning down to kiss the soft lips of the lithe man. He could never get enough of the brunet.

"Let's get some rest. We don't want to be tired if the others decide to come look for me." Seifer's eyes scanned the room for a blanket.

"But Seifer, the Ragnarok has a homing beacon on it. We need to disable it before they track us down." Seifer couldn't help but notice the nervousness in his lovers voice.

"Don't worry, baby, I disabled it before we left. Besides, even if they come and find me, we just need to keep you hidden." The blonde said as he pulled a blanket over them.

"Get some sleep and we'll worry about everything later." He grinned at the brunet, kissing him on the cheek and wrapping his arms around him, drifting slowly to peaceful slumber.

Squall nodded off quickly, the instincts of a vampire telling him it was time to sleep.
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The brunette woke up slowly, the absence of his own heartbeat still frightening. He could hear Seifer's... Before he knew it, his fangs were a hair's width from his lover's pulse point, intent on bringing the blonde to his side. Cringing softly at that, Squall forced himself to lay still until Seifer woke up, scared that he had almost hurt his beloved.
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