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Luck on His Side	By : Vovo Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 933 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VIII and its characters are not my property, they belong to Square-Enix. I don't receive any profit from writing this fanfiction.

Chapter List
- 2
- 3
- 4
A/N: This chapter turned out longer than I expected... (over 5.000 words) And, well, there's some smut ahead.

Luck On His Side

Chapter 3
Squall looked at the book tiredly, letting his pencil escape his fingers to fall on the surface of the table. He didn't have a problem in studying, but he found the activity particularly uninteresting that night. His eyes kept glancing at his guitar at the other side of his room, until he got up from his chair and went in that direction. After that, it didn't take long before he was sitting on his bed, letting his finger brush the strings softly. Sometimes, he thought the sounds he produced while he played expressed more what he felt than words.
The boy leaned his back against the wall and closed his eyes, wondering what his fingers would play. Could the music tell him what he was feeling? Because he didn't quite know what he was feeling. He remembered what had happened in the past days, the presence of a certain blond overwhelming as the sun. Would Seifer want to see him again? Or was it just a one time thing? Was the blond being nice just because he wanted to have sex with him or did he really wanted something more? What would it be to have a relationship with Seifer? Squall didn't even know who he was... Who the blond really was. Of course, he enjoyed being with him, Seifer was gorgeous and had a way to awake certain emotions Squall thought he never felt before. But... would he...
Suddenly, Squall's eyes snapped open when he heard the door opening slowly.
"Did I interrupt you or something?" the long-haired man asked his son. Laguna saw Squall on the bed with the guitar in hands and smiled softly. "I thought you were studying. Don't you have a test tomorrow?"
Squall just nodded.
Laguna could tell there was something different in his son, but he didn't quite know what. So he closed the door behind him and sat on the bed. He inspected his son's expression and waited for Squall to say something. After the awkward silence he sighed and decided it was better if he started the conversation. "Have you decided what you're going to do at the college?" It was the first thing that came to his mind.
"..." Squall stared at Laguna and saw him waiting for an answer. "Not yet."
"I know it's difficult." The man patted the boy's thigh. "But don't you have any idea? Maybe you could try business or something."
"And work with you," Squall stated. He sighed deeply, it wasn't what he wanted to do in his life, but it would probably be what he'd end up doing. His father was an executive in a prospering company, so he had a good job and because of that he could afford a good life for his family. They weren't rich, but they had everything they needed.
"I know it's boring to think about it, but you'll have to someday. I don't want you to think I'm forcing you or anything, it's just that..." Laguna saw Squall looking at his guitar, letting his fingers create a tentative melody. "Do you want to be a guitarist?"
Squall looked at his father startled. He was never been asked that question, but when he thought about it...
Yes.
But he couldn't say that out loud.
"I know you like to play the guitar, but sometimes life makes you choose a different path. You know, when I was younger, I wanted to follow my career as an actor. After that first movie, you remember, the one I was fighting a dragon? You loved to watch it."
Squall remembered the childhood days he spent watching his father's movie with his sister. Then they would play together as the characters of the movie. Squall was the knight and Ellone... was the dragon.
Laguna saw his son's concentrated expression and smiled. "Your mother always complained when she saw the mess you two made on the living room. But... what was I saying..." Laguna scratched the back of his head. "Ah... then I wanted to become a journalist but... I don't know exactly why, but I ended up working at a company. Life really takes unexpected turns..." Laguna chuckled. "But I don't regret it. I was happy to have a steady job to raise my family... Somehow... even if I lost the opportunity to travel around the world writing articles for a magazine, I still don't regret it because..."
I thought I would lose something important if I hadn't stayed with all of you...
"Family is more important." Laguna sighed deeply, he was getting too emotional again. He then stood up and walked to the door's direction. "Ah, I forgot to say something..." Laguna turned to look at his son. "Your mother made me come here to tell you that dinner's ready."
"Just a minute." Squall saw his father smile and leave his room. He took his guitar and put it back in its place. Then he looked at his books... He would have to study when he got back from dinner. Squall glanced once more at the table's direction and saw his cell phone laying quietly over the wooden surface. Seifer hadn't called him or sent him messages. Would he do that later? Or would he never do that again?
xxx
Seifer woke up earlier than he had planned. He wanted to sleep more, but his body told him otherwise. The blond got out of the bed and cursed silently to himself, he knew that he would miss those precious minutes of sleep later.
Walking through his apartment, still a little disoriented, he yawned and looked through the window. It was a bright sunny day. And he was frustrated. He picked his cell-phone and saw there was nothing new, no call, no message, nothing from a silent brunet. Seifer grunted and walked to his kitchen. He had decided the day before that he would wait patiently until Squall gave him a sign. He didn't want to suffocate the boy with constant calls, if they weren't... What exactly were they?
Seifer prepared his breakfast and walked to his workplace slowly. Everyone seemed very happy on the streets and that pissed him off. It didn't help his mood that the hours seemed to pass agonizingly slowly.
Okay, I'll call him... But I'll tell him what?
Oh... I miss you already.
Hey, Squall, remember me? It's me, the guy from the other day. I was wondering if you're still interested...
Are you ignoring me? What's your fucking problem?
I'll have to come up with something better than that.
Oh wait. Remember that band?
Seifer frowned in thought.
Band? What band?
Red Scorpion would be in town for a concert. It would be a good opportunity to listen to some real good music. Balamb wasn't a place visited often by the good bands, that used to perform in big cities in Galbadia or Esthar. Seifer knew people who could get tickets for him. Decided, the blond picked his cell phone and waiter for Squall to pick up the call.
And it rang... And rang...
And rang...
Answer, you cold bastard.
"..." The brunet picked up the call.
"Hm... hey, Squall..."
"..."
"Squall... is that you?"
"...Wait."
Seifer heard strange noises followed by a long silence. "Okay..."
"...Seifer?"
"Ah... yeah, it's me. Can I talk to you now?"
"Yes."
"You know, I have tickets for Red Scorpion's concert, and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me."
Long pause.
"Sure. When?"
"Wednesday. 9 PM. At Tiamat's club."
"Okay."
"Cool."
"Hm... I have to hang up now," Squall said after a moment of hesitation.
"...Okay." Seifer felt a little frustrated.
"Ah...See you Wednesday."
"Alright..."
"Hm... Seifer..."
"What?"
"..."
"?"
"See you then..."
"...Yeah... right," Seifer said in a frustrated tone. Why was Squall being so cold? Of course Seifer knew he didn't talk much, but he had never treated him like this.
Squall was silent for a long time after hearing Seifer, he wasn't used to that kind of conversation. "I... really want to see you," he said after a long silence.
"I want to see you too," Seifer's voice softened. "I'll be waiting at the entrance. Do you know the place?"
"Yeah, I went there some time ago."
"Alright. Do you need to meet me somewhere else?"
"No, at Tiamat is fine."
"Okay... Bye then."
"Bye."
Seifer sighed... It had been an awkward conversation. Squall seemed to be so distant at the beginning, but then... he made him feel a silly happiness. They would meet each other again. Life wasn't so bad after all.
xxx
Squall returned his cell phone to his pocket and went back to his classroom. He had been in the middle of a test when he felt the buzz in his pocket and then the sound of Twin Lance filled the once quiet classroom. When all heads turned at his direction, he felt he wanted to die. Yes, he had forgotten to turn off his cell phone, but then again, no one called him that time in the morning. Then all that was left for him to do was excuse himself and leave the classroom.
And then there was him.
Seifer.
Squall sighed and stopped in front of the door before knocking. They would meet again in a few days. What was that he was feeling? Happiness? He showed a small smile. But then he heard the door opening and stared at his teacher.
And there was an awkward silence.
"Hm... Can I..." Squall started, but was soon interrupted.
"No, mister Leonhart, there's no need for you to enter because I already picked your test."
"But I didn't finish..."
"Oh, really? You should've thought about it when you left the class."
Squall turned and walked through the corridors of the school. Just when he thought everything was fine...
Why was life so difficult?
xxx
It was rainy.
And cold.
Seifer was furious.
Red Scorpion was starting to perform at Tiamat's club and the blond was there at the entrance. Seifer was sure Squall hadn't forgotten, he didn't seem the type to forget things. So, he was avoiding him. He had dumped him and was playing with him. Seifer knew he shouldn't have trusted in teenagers, he had been one after all, he knew how they were like. He wanted so much to smack that pretty face, but he didn't know where he lived. All that was left him, was the option to call him and tell him some things he would never forget
But...
Fuck.
Seifer put a hand in his pocket. He had forgotten his cell phone home.
xxx
Squall was sitting in an uncomfortable chair in a white corridor. It was all quiet and smelled like medicine. He hated the place. It had been... how long? Hours since he had been waiting. Squall picked his cell phone and looked at it. He had tried to call Seifer some hours ago, but no one answered. Should he try again? It was so late, he was probably seeing the end of Red Scorpion's concert.
He won't believe if I told him what happened...
Squall covered his face in his hands. He knew he would have such a terrible headache... Just when he was getting ready to go out with Seifer, the door to his room opened abruptly. His sister had tears in her eyes and blood on her hands. Thank goodness, nothing had happened to Ellone, but her dog had been coughing up blood. And guess what? Squall's father was on a business travel and his mother was sick. He knew he couldn't face Raine if he had left his sister to go to the vet alone in the middle of the night to go to a concert.
Luck definitely wasn't on his side that night.
xxx
Seifer woke up with a terrible headache. He hadn't had much sleep, because he had been at Red Scorpion's concert. Seifer thought about leaving the place when he saw Squall wouldn't show up, but he decided it would be worse if he lost the opportunity to see the band. It had been a great concert. He was sure Squall would like to see that... if only he had been there with him... Seifer rolled on the bed lazily. He remembered what had been like to have the brunet on that same bed. Squall was so good to look at and touch all over. He cursed the boy silently for having the power to bring him to heaven and then send him to hell.
He enjoyed the concert all he could, but after it ended, he had to face his anger and frustration again. When he got to his apartment, he was so furious, but then... He saw his cell phone abandoned on the table and he realized Squall had tried to call him... He felt so silly to let hope fill his heart once again.
Seifer thought about what might have happened while he walked to Blasting Zone. Had he called to say he wouldn't be able to go? Or had he called to say it was all over? Seifer surely didn't want it to be the later.
The movement was slow in the store and it would take a while for his lunch break. He looked around and realized his boss was nowhere to be seen. It wasn't as if his boss didn't let him see things on the Internet during his work time, but he thought he couldn't survive the shame of being caught looking at Rising Sun's website. His boss would look at him strange and then laugh at his face.
Soon after he typed the band's name, he was on their site. He was a little frustrated when he saw nothing new. Seifer looked at Squall's or Leon's picture again and had an idea. He typed the address for and searched for Squall's profile. Almost everyone in town had a profile there. He smiled broadly when he found the account. It hadn't been updated for a while and he was almost sure Irvine had created the profile for him. Most of the photos and information were about the band, but there was a few personal details. Seifer arched one eyebrow when he found out that Squall and him had an interest in common.
xxx
Squall rushed through the corridors of the school's yard. He was surely late. Even though his sister's dog had recovered and went back home in the same night, it had been a tiresome experience. He had just a few hours of sleep before having to wake up.
Almost every student was already in class and he wasn't even at the school's entrance. He wondered if his teacher would let him enter. His biology teacher's mood wasn't the best at school. And there was another thing that was making him worried. He hadn't spoke to Seifer the night before. Squall knew he must have been angry.
When Squall was already at the school's entrance, he stopped suddenly. Should he call Seifer? But then he looked at the time... It was too early, he didn't want to piss the blond off even more than he might have had already.
xxx
"Another biology test... We already had one last week..."
"Yeah..." Squall answered his blond friend, while they walked through the school's yard.
"Hey... Are you alright, man?" Zell asked in concern. Squall was quieter than usual.
"Yeah... Whatever."
"Geez, what's happening to you? You've been strange these days. It has something to do with you turning gay and things like that?"
"Hm... Zell... I've always been... Never mind."
"Maybe you're hungry, people always act strange when they're hungry."
"Or maybe it's a crazy little thing called love..." A tall long-haired teen joined the others.
"...Disgusting." Zell remembered when he saw Seifer. He could accept his friend being gay, but why did he have to be with that guy...
Chicken-Wuss.
The blond shivered when he remembered the way Seifer called him in the other school.
"Er... guys..." Squall started.
I wanna be alone.
"Yes, baby." Irvine put an arm around Squall's shoulder and smiled at a group of fangirls giggling beside them.
Squall glared at his friend. Why did he always do that? It wasn't as if he didn't like to have him so close... Oh wait, they were just friends. Damn Irvine.
Get away from me.
Squall shoved him away and looked at the smirking face of the boy. He would never change.
"I need to... do something," Squall said and turned his back to his friends.
Zell eyed him confused and Irvine chuckled while seeing the brunet walk away.
Squall looked for a quiet place in school, and that was something difficult to find, but he eventually found a good spot. He looked at his cell phone and inspired deeply.
Courage man, you have to do it.
Squall finally found the strength to call Seifer, but then he felt his cell phone vibrating. There was a new message for him. Squall was almost ignoring it when he realized it had been sent by the blond. It was an invitation.
xxx
Seifer was waiting anxiously at Balamb Stadium. It was a cold and cloudy day, so he was wearing his beloved gray trench coat, with a blue vest underneath. Seifer paced beside the cars as he waited for Squall. He had to come.
And then...
Then Seifer saw a brunet walking in his direction. He was wearing leather pants, a leather jacket and lots of belts.
A wide grin appeared on the blond's face.
"So, no dog's sick today?"
Squall stared at his grinning face and couldn't help but frown. "No." It wasn't exactly a word that expressed everything he wanted to tell the blond... He should... apologize maybe... Even if it hadn't been his fault his sister's dog had been sick.
Seifer stared at the silent brunet. "Well, let's go inside..." he sighed as he saw the brunet walking beside him. There was so much he wanted to say to him... But he felt he couldn't find the words. He saw the brown bangs moving with the wind and then he looked at the fur at his jacket. It seemed so soft to the touch, but before his fingers could move in that direction, they had already reached the box office.
Before Squall had the time to protest, Seifer had already asked for two tickets and they were soon entering the stadium.
When Squall saw the place, his heart started to beat faster. It was so... beautiful. Taking a look beside him, he saw a gleam in Seifer's green eyes. They were at a weapon's convention.
Several metal wonders were being displayed behind glass boxes. Shotguns, machine guns, nunchakus, and there was even a special place for gunblades. Seifer and Squall walked through the place like they were in heaven, hypnotized by the perfection of the weapons. Gunblades were their favorite. The weapon had been used in the past and only collectors had the expensive items. It had been used by the army once, but they came out of use as the time went by. Too complex to be handled by most of the soldiers. Squall knew the weapon when he first watched his father's movie. Laguna fought the dragon with a gunblade and Squall never forgot the silver gleam he saw on the screen. He had loved the weapon since then.
It took a long time until they moved to another section of the convention, as they still turned their heads back a few times to look once more at the gunblades. When they reached the next place, Seifer watched as Squall seemed to be concentrated on a certain magazine. His fingers touched the shiny pages and his eyes stared in wonder. It was a very expensive magazine and it was difficult for him to get one of the editions.
"I'll buy one."
Squall stared at Seifer. "Really?"
"Yeah..."
"Will you let me read it?" Squall was hopeful.
Seifer rolled his eyes. "I'll buy one for you."
"But..." The brunet stared at him in confusion. "It's so..."
"Shut up, Squall, I'll buy you one."
The brunet blinked a few times and he couldn't help but let a small smile appear on his face. "Thanks."
"There's no need to thank me," Seifer smiled. "You'll have to pay me back in another way."
"In which way?" Squall made a confused face that was so lovely.
"You know." Seifer smirked and walked towards the cafeteria, he was starting to feel hungry.
Squall followed him and saw the blond thinking about the food options. "What do you want?" the brunet asked.
Seifer heard the question and looked beside him. "I want you."
Squall tried to stop a blush from covering his cheeks and inspired deeply. He rolled his eyes and put a hand over his hip. "What do you want to eat?"
"You." Seifer grinned. "But I'll have to take the leather off, it looks good on you, but I don't think it tastes good."
"Hamburger or hot-dog?" Squall asked seriously.
"What? You're gonna pay?" Seifer asked in surprise.
"Then I'll settle my debt to you," Squall smirked at him.
"Oh, no, this isn't right. You have to pay me back in sex."
The clerks looked at them strange and Squall blushed deeply. "Seifer..."
The blond chuckled. "Don't worry." He looked at the wide-eyed clerks. "We're not gonna do this here in front of you."
"Seifer, let's go..." Squall walked out of the place quickly.
The blond laughed. "Hey, and my food?"
"We'll buy it in another place... but please..." Squall eyed Seifer seriously. "Don't talk about our lives to everyone around."
"Sorry... I let it slip..." Seifer put a hand on the brunet's shoulder. "Won't happen again... It's just..." He chuckled. "The look on your face, it was priceless."
"Yeah... Whatever."
"Are you angry?"
"No."
"Really?" Seifer poked Squall's arm. "Not even a little?"
Squall glared at the blond. "No."
Seifer stared at the brunet's face. "You're so pissed off." He chuckled.
"Will you shut up or I'll have to make you to?"
"And how will you make me?" Seifer moved his face closer to Squall's.
The brunet looked at the green eyes and was lost in them for a moment. "I..."
"Come here..." Seifer touched the brunet's arm.
Squall glimpsed around to see if there was anyone looking, before capturing the blond's lips in a brief kiss. But he soon moved away from the blond again when he heard steps getting closer.
Seifer watched in frustration as the group passed by them.
"Let's go." Squall touched the blond's wrist and it took a while until the stubborn young man decided to follow the brunet to another place.
xxx
Seifer could feel the warmth of Squall's body beside him. He looked at the concentrated face of the brunet and smiled. The blue eyes were fixed at the battle in the arena. Seifer touched his leather covered thigh discreetely and saw the brunet blink a few times and look at him. Seifer couldn't express in words how contented he felt. They had saw weapons, eaten junk food and spent the rest of the day watching guys beat each other. It had been the perfect date.
They heard the crowd cheer and they stared back at the arena in time to watch a man falling to the ground. Squall showed a small smile and Seifer wanted so much to kiss him.
"Come here." Seifer stood up.
Squall blinked at him in confusion and stared once again at the arena's direction. There were still more fights and Squall wanted to watch them... But there was a gorgeous blond waiting for him and he had to make a decision.
He followed Seifer to... he didn't know where to, but they were reaching some dark places of the stadium.
"Fuck..." Seifer looked around. Every time he thought he had found a hidden area he saw someone passing by. Then he saw the restroom nearby and... Well, it wasn't the most romantic place in the world, but... he was a little desperate.
Squall didn't have much time to think before he found himself pressed to a cold tile wall. And he soon lost all the ability to think when he felt a hot mouth over his. He parted his lips and felt a tongue sneaking between them. One of Seifer's hands touched his cheek, while the other grabbed the back of his head. Squall felt fingers intertwining in his hair and then his head being pulled backwards, so Seifer could kiss him deeply. The blond's body pressed against him and Squall's hands moved underneath the trench coat as his arms warped around Seifer's waist, pulling him closer.
The place seemed to be getting hotter by every passing second and Squall's felt light-headed as he was kissed until he was breathless. He was overwhelmed by Seifer's warmth, his characteristic smell, the way he kissed him, like he wanted to take everything he could. But suddenly, he felt the kiss stopping abruptly and his body being dragged to one of the stalls. He felt a hand covering his lips and some steps approaching. Seifer cursed silently as they heard someone getting closer. Squall's pulse was still accelerated by the kiss and his cheeks were flushed. He wanted so much to resume what they were doing, but Seifer's hands prevented him from doing so.
It seemed like an eternity until the person left the restroom. Seifer opened the door slowly and took a look outside. The area was clear again, but it became obvious it wasn't the best place to continue in what they were doing.
"Well, let's get out of here then?" Seifer asked.
"Wait." Squall said and saw the blond arching one eyebrow in question.
The brunet warped his arms around Seifer's neck and kissed him again. He felt the blond warping his arms around him as he accepted the kiss. Seifer's apartment wasn't that far from Balamb's stadium, but Squall felt he would miss the blond's touch on their way. It seemed that once he had a taste of him again, he didn't want to let it go.
Seifer chuckled and pushed Squall away from him gently. "We have to finish this somewhere else, I don't like voyeurs." He was sure the brunet was about to say something, but then Squall whispered a 'whatever', made a serious face and turned his back to him, walking out of the restroom.
The blond smirked when he saw Squall's belts moving over his sexy ass while he walked with decided steps. He was so adorable.
xxx
The apartment was warm in contrast with the coldness of the streets. Seifer threw his trench coat over the couch and guided Squall to his room. He pushed the brunet towards the bed and saw him ending up laying sprawled over the mattress. What a gorgeous sight. Seifer's green eyes paid attention to the white fabric of the T-shirt sliding up, revealing a tempting portion of pale skin. He crawled on the bed, putting his hands on Squall's hips and licked his abdomen. Seifer felt the skin quiver with the ticklish sensation as he trailed his tongue over his sides. Then he bit around the flesh of Squall's navel and heard a soft moan. His hand traveled over the leather pants and found its way below the belts and over Squall's crotch. He then moved his hand lower and cupped his covered organ. Seifer moved his hand over the place and then applied more pressure, feeling Squall's body squirm under his. Then he moved himself up just a little, so he could unbuckle the belts.
"You know I like them." Seifer opened the first one. "But can you do me a favor and wear only one the next time you see me?"
Squall frowned slightly, but said nothing to oppose, he was getting impatient himself with so many belts on the way...
Finally, Seifer was able to remove all of them and he opened the leather pants hastily, pushing the dark fabric slightly down.
Squall felt his hardened organ pop up and a sinfully warm hand take it, stroking him until it became fully erect. He felt the other hand move over his hip and side in a sensuous way, feeling he was having a great time until...
His cell phone started to ring.
Seifer liked Twin Lance's songs, but he felt it was extremely awkward to listen to it at that moment.
They went on in what they were doing until the song finally stopped...
However, it started again.
"Fuck." Seifer moved his hands over Squall's body, "Where is it?"
The brunet couldn't help but moan when he felt the hands over him, but he eventually found the strength to speak. "Inside my jacket, left pocket."
Seifer retrieved the small device, turned it off and threw it somewhere on the bed. Then he started to stroke Squall's member again, drinking on the sight of the boy's body overtaken by pleasure. That turned him on so much he felt his cock twitch inside his pants, yearning to be set free from the restraint of the fabric. Seifer resisted until he couldn't hold on anymore, so he removed his hand off Squall and quickly unbuttoned his belt and pants, unzipping himself until he freed his neglected hard-on. He groaned deeply as he started to stroke himself and smirked when he saw Squall watching in amazement.
It was then that a cell phone started to ring.
Fuck... But I turned it off.
It took a while for Seifer to realize that the room was filled with one of his favorite songs. He tried to remember where he put his cell phone and even though the mobile equipment was vibrating against his thigh, he still found it difficult to locate the object. Squall had lifted himself up and started to touch Seifer's member tentatively.
Finally, the blond found his cell phone, but instead of turning it off, he pressed the answer button when he felt the brunet's lips over his neck, brushing a sensitive spot.
"I need to talk to Squall," Seifer heard a voice speaking.
"I'm busy." The blond finished the call without stopping to think about who the person was. He threw the cell phone over the bed and felt Squall's hand stroke him rhythmically. Seifer pulled the brunet closer and returned the favor. He alternated between sliding his hand over the erect member and guiding it against his own, making them brush against each other some before going back to the stroking.
Seifer felt Squall was almost at the edge, when he heard his cell phone playing Hyperion's song again. He cursed and let it ring, not being able to stop anymore. He grabbed Squall by the ass with one hand and pulled him forward, so he could rock their erections against each other.
Squall was having his cock sandwiched between Seifer's member and hand when he came hard, moaning the blond's name.
Seifer let Squall lie on the bed once again, while he stroked himself watching his body. He spread Squall's cum over his member and guided himself to orgasm, groaning softly as he came.
It didn't take long before a song filled the room again.
Seifer cursed as he searched for the mobile phone. "What?" he answered impatiently.
"Bring Squall here!"
"Hm, wait, who is it?"
"Irvine, the sexy vocalist of..."
"Yeah, I got it, but... Why do you have my number?"
"Squall's with you, right? Tell him to come to my house now... NOW, did you hear me? Something big happened."
"How big?"
"Real big."
"Okay."
Squall lifted himself up slightly from the mattress and arched an eyebrow in question. "Who is it?" He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.
"Your friend."
"How did he get your number?"
"I thought..." Seifer looked at Squall's confused expression. "I don't know."
"What he want?"
"He said something big happened."
"How big?"
"Real big."
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