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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
- 3
- 4
- 5
Word count: 3,100
Chapter warning: Lemon (Seifer and Squall going at it :D)
A/N: What do you think? Are the length of these chapters okay, too short, too long?

Luck on His Side

Chapter 4
"Hey! I've been waiting for you!" Irvine said. There at his doorstep was his friend Squall and a tall blond next to him. "Come in! You're missing the party!"
Squall had a frown he couldn't hide on his face. He had been waiting a few minutes at the door, because no one heard the doorbell with the loud music inside the house. Seifer had suggested they just kicked the door open and barged in, but Squall decided to wait a little longer and then go back to Seifer's apartment... Irvine had interrupted a very special moment they were sharing with each other.
When they entered, there were many people inside, all laughing and dancing with the music. Squall hated those crowded places and he wondered...
"And your parents?"
Irvine smiled broadly. "They're not home... They come back tomorrow night." The boy guided them through his house and went to the kitchen. "Here, there's beer." He gave each one a can.
Seifer stared down at the cold drink in his hand and opened a large smile. "Thanks, man!" He was starting to like the party.
Squall stared at the can and left it at the nearby table, where it was quickly taken by some stranger. What the... Irvine knew he didn't drank.
"You could've given it me." Seifer gave him sad look. One beer that escaped his hands...
"Don't worry," Irvine smiled. "There's a lot more. Just take one from the fridge if you want another. And if there's no more of it..." He moved closer to Seifer and whispered in his ear. "Come talk to me, I have more in a hidden place."
Squall watched the scene feeling slightly jealous.
Wait... Irvine was straight, wasn't he?
But soon the tall vocalist of Rising Sun was already talking with a group of girls.
"Er... Irvine?" Squall called his friend's attention. "Why did you brought me here? It wasn't just to come to your party... Was it?"
If Squall knew Irvine had made all those calls for just one more of his parties...
"You hurt my feelings... You know how parties are important to me..."
"Irvine..." Squall hissed warningly.
"Okay..." The boy smiled. "Come here." He put an arm around his shoulder and led him towards a quieter place. "I have a big surprise."
Squall was starting to get worried. "What is it?"
"Are you ready to hear it?"
The shorter teen crossed his arms around his chest. "What?"
"We'll have a deal with a big record label."
Squall looked at him in disbelief. "What you've been taking?"
Were Irvine on drugs?
"No, man. It's real. We'll sign with Ultima Records."
"Holy shit," Seifer couldn't help but be surprised. That was one of the biggest record labels in the world.
"Is this true?" Squall glared at his friend.
"Yes!" Irvine smiled.
"But how..." Seifer was as surprised as Squall.
"You know, there's this chick I met and she's just happens to be the niece of a big guy in Ultima. And you know what? She was so nice and let me go with her in a party with the Ultima guys. It was in one of his uncle's house and I think it's not even the biggest one, but it was huge and there was a pool bigger than this house. And then I talked to her uncle and he liked me and he decided we could have a chance."
"So, he said he'd give us a chance. It doesn't mean we have the contract," Squall reasoned.
"It's just a formality, he liked us. I showed him some of our performances. He really liked us."
"Irvine..."
"Don't look at me like this, Squall. I know it was sudden, but it's real. We'll get that deal."
"But how? Irvine, things aren't so easy." Did Squall really need to be sincere and say what he was thinking? "He just told you that to be nice."
"You don't believe me, don't you?"
Before Squall could answer, Seifer's voice could be heard. "What exactly did he tell you? He told you he'd give you a chance, that was what I heard."
"Yeah... Something like that."
"And he's gonna see the band or something?"
"Yeah, by Monday. We'll go talk to him and with the big guys, we'll show them how we rock and they'll give us the contract."
"Then it's not 100% sure, don't you see?" Seifer tried to make the boy understand.
"No... but... Of course it is. We've been waiting for this chance for so long. We are the best band here."
Seifer decided not to comment on that for the sake of free beers.
"Then why aren't we rehearsing or something?" Squall asked.
"But we have to party! We'll do this tomorrow, now we have to celebrate and be happy." Irvine turned with the intention to go to another place. "Please, try to live a little." He looked at Squall before leaving the room.
"Yeah," Seifer eyed the brunet. "Why not, Squall?" He squeezed his arm and looked at him. He was so cute wearing one of his old T-shirts, with a Bloodfest logo on it. It was the smallest he found on his wardrobe and it still was big on Squall. "I'm gonna take another beer, are you coming?"
Squall sighed. "Yeah, whatever." He followed the blond, still thinking about what Irvine had said. Was that really happening? Would they really have a chance? He tried to control his heartbeats... It would be too painful to hope it was true and then see his dreams destroyed. So he decided to control his emotions. He just wanted so much to have... Wait, where was Seifer?
"Chicken-Wuss!"
"Don't call me that!" a small blond yelled through the crowd.
Seifer smirked and walked towards his old victim. That party would be so much fun. "Just for the old times." He ruffled Zell's hair. "Don't you miss it?"
"No!" The blond expression darkened but then brightened again when he saw his friend. "Squall!" He walked towards the brunet. "Irvine told you?"
"Yeah, I heard it."
"And aren't you happy?" Zell smiled.
"Hm... yeah."
"I can't believe it, we're really gonna make it."
"..." The brunet just eyed him. Was he the only one realistic person in that place?
"Hey, Squall," Seifer called his attention. "I'm gonna get some beers do you want... er... something?"
"No, thanks."
"I'll let you talk with Chicken then," he smirked and headed in the kitchen's direction.
"Hey!" Zell yelled, but it seemed the other blond didn't hear. "Why are you two together?" He inquired his friend.
Are you masochist or something?
Before Squall could answer, he saw a known face appearing through the crowd and he was relieved it was someone who seemed to have some sense in mind.
"Squall." Nida stopped in front of his friend.
"Hey, man."
"I bet Irvine told you." Nida smiled. "It must be the first thing he said."
Squall smirked. "No, he almost forgot it because he was too busy thinking about the party."
Nida chuckled. "Yeah, he thinks we have the deal already."
"But don't you think we're gonna make it, guys?" Zell asked.
"Yeah... I want to be positive, it's our chance," Nida said.
"Yeah..." Zell smiled brightly. He was so happy and anxious. "But, hey, did you check the hot dogs?"
"Oh, yeah, man, they're ready."
"Cool, man. I'll see you guys later." Zell walked towards the kitchen's direction happily.
"I bet we won't see him until there are no more hot dogs," Nida said.
"Yeah, you're right," Squall smirked.
Nida looked at his friend. "Nervous?"
"What?" Squall asked in confusion.
"About the record label thing."
"Oh, that."
Nida chuckled. "Did you forget?"
"No! I just... I don't know what to think about it. I don't know if we're ready," Squall confessed.
"Well, ready or not, we'll be there on Monday. Or are you thinking of not showing up?"
"Of course not."
"We need you, man." Nida looked at Squall seriously. "We really do."
"I'll go with you."
"We're a band, we have to be together in this."
"I know."
"Don't worry." Nida squeezed Squall's shoulder. "Everything's gonna be alright in the end."
Squall looked at the warm brown eyes and wanted to believe in his words. The brunet was still looking at his friend when he felt something cold against his chest.
"I brought a coke for you."
Squall stared at Seifer and he could tell there was something wrong with him.
"Thanks."
The blond opened the can and drank a mouthful of his beer. "I'll go to another place, are you coming?"
"Yeah..."
Squall saw Seifer walking towards a direction, bumping into a few people on the way.
"I think you'd better go..." Nida said softly.
"Yeah... you're right." Squall stared at him and followed the blond's steps. He had to fight his way through a crowd of teens and then found Seifer sitting on a couch, finishing his drink and looking pissed off. Squall sat beside him and stared at his face. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah... Why not?" Seifer answered sarcastically.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh... Nothing. I just thought you'd be there talking to your friend. Thank you for coming here."
"Seifer..." Squall was feeling a headache coming. "What's your problem?"
The blond eyed the brunet angrily, ready to retort, but then he just leaned back against the couch and stared at the ceiling. "I don't know... Maybe it's nothing."
Squall sighed, maybe it was better to leave it like that. He hated to prolong a situation like that when he didn't even know what was happening. "Whatever." He leaned back against the couch and stared at the ceiling too.
Seifer inspected the ceiling for a while, before turning his head to look at Squall. "I'm sorry."
"For what?" Squall looked at him.
"For being an idiot."
"Okay, I forgive you."
"It won't happen again."
"Yeah?" Squall arched one eyebrow in disbelief.
"What? Don't you think I'm being serious?"
"I don't know," Squall smirked. "I don't even know what's going on."
You never pay attention to anything around you, don't you?
Was he blind? It was so clear to Seifer that dark-haired friend of Squall had a thing for him. The blond was a little upset still. He couldn't help but being jealous. It was then he felt something warm brushing against him and saw Squall moving closer and resting his head on his shoulder.
"Tired?" Seifer asked softly.
"Hm... I don't wanna be here."
"Where do you want to be?"
"I want to go back."
"To my place?"
"Yeah." Squall looked at the blond, waiting for his answer.
Seifer stood up and offered a hand to help Squall get to his feet. They walked through the loud crowd and left Irvine's house.
"Are you cold?" Seifer asked when they were walking through the dark streets. Squall had left his jacket in the blond's apartment. The blond warped an arm around the brunet. Both were a little unsure to walk like that through the streets, but they were quite deserted at that late hour.
They finally went back to the warmth of Seifer's apartment. The blond closed the door behind them and stared deeply at Squall.
"You know... I've been thinking about you for all these days... Thinking about that night when we met and got here..."
"I've been thinking about it too." Squall stared at the floor and blushed slightly.
"So..." Seifer brushed the brunet's face with his hand. "Are we gonna do that again?" The blond placed the decision in Squall's hands.
The brunet looked at him and turned to stand in front of the blond. "Yeah." He moved his hands over Seifer's chest. "I want to."
The blond saw a blue look of determination in Squall's eyes and he had no intention of protest, so he let the brunet caress his shoulders and torso, before moving his hands lower to open his belt. He unfastened that really quickly, but Seifer thought it was the practice he had with the many belts he wore. Squall opened the blond's pants and lowered them with the boxer, until it fell on the floor and Seifer stepped out of them.
And there the blond was, standing in all his naked glory before him. Squall stared at the half erected member and decided to change that. His hand started to stroke it, moving over the length, feeling it grow harder. It made him feel a little proud of himself for making the blond react like that.
Seifer definitely liked that determined side of Squall, the way he gained more confidence as his hand guided to blond to full erection. The blond was so excited and that felt so good. But he had to make the brunet stop, before it was too much for him. He removed Squall's clothes hastily and guided him to the bed, making him lay on his back on the mattress. Seifer stared in satisfaction, seeing the gorgeous brunet lying naked, waiting for him. The look on his face was one of anticipation. Seifer climbed on the bed and crawled over Squall's naked form, until he was face to face with him. He kissed the brunet deeply, feeling the warm mouth inviting him in. Seifer only broke the kiss to reach out for the lube on his nightstand. Then he kissed Squall again slowly until he gave a final peck on the brunet's lips.
Squall watched as Seifer spread his legs and felt a little ashamed again for being so exposed in front of another person. But then that person was Seifer and he felt he could trust him. A finger slowly made its way in and Squall concentrated on relaxing. One more finger in and he was starting to feel impatient. Deep inside, he was a little nervous to let that large member in again, but he couldn't help but wanting it and wanting it to feel good.
Seifer was being very patient that night, something he wasn't used to be, but soon he felt the need to fill Squall again with his cock, so he finished his preparation and gripped the brunet's legs.
"Ready?" Seifer stared at him.
"Yes..." Was there really a turning back?
Seifer guided his member to the opening and brushed the tip over the place, teasingly. It only made Squall feel more anticipation. The brunet closed his eyes and felt the member entering slowly, stopping mid-way and moving back, to thrust in deeper. Squall gripped the sheets tightly and held his breath as he felt the organ entering more. Seifer moved out almost completely, leaving just the tip inside and moved in slowly, just to repeat the sequence. He thrust repeatedly, going in deeper when Squall allowed him. The brunet was so tight and wam inside and Seifer wanted to enjoy it for as long as he could.
Squall opened his eyes and watched as the blond moved against him. It was so erotic seeing how he enjoyed the moment. The brunet grabbed his own member and started to stroke it slowly, following the rhythm imposed by the blond. Seifer smiled at him and increased the pace slightly, getting in deeper than before. Squall increased the movements of his hand too, closing his eyes and concentrated on the sensations his body was experiencing. He felt much more relaxed than the first time, he felt he could enjoy it much more.
Seifer liked to move inside Squall like that, but he felt the pleasure was being too much for his body. He started to thrust harder, knowing it would inevitable to stop his orgasm, so he welcomed it when it reached him and was sure to feel as much of it as he could.
Squall felt the blond coming and then retreating his sated organ. He wanted to feel that satisfaction too, so he took a deep breath and moved his hand with more vigor, until he came blissfully.
Both of them were lying exhausted on the bed. It had been a long day and it was good just to lay there, feeling their bodies relax next to each other.
Seifer looked beside him and saw Squall looking back. "Did you like it?"
"I don't know," the brunet smiled slightly.
"What? What do you mean?" Seifer inquired.
Squall tried to hold back a chuckle. "Is it really important?"
"Of course it is!" Seifer threw a pillow at the brunet's face.
The boy grabbed the pillow before it could hit him and held it in his arms. "Did you?"
"You know I do."
Squall hummed and adjusted his body on the bed. "Can I sleep here? I'm kinda tired right now."
"Only if you pay me back later."
"How?"
"You know how." Seifer winked.
"I own you so much already."
"Yeah, I'll remember everything."
"Yeah... I know." Squall yawned and closed his eyes, feeling his body relax even more on the soft mattress. It was good to be there, with Seifer. He didn't know how he could live all those years without him. It had been just a week, but it felt like he knew the blond for years. Squall smiled slightly. It almost seemed they had met in a previous life, but it was a stupid thought. It was foolish to think they had met in a different moment, it was as foolish as believing in sorceresses and magical creatures. He had more serious things to face in his real life. There was his family trying to make him choose a "serious" career to study at college and there was the appointment with the record label on Monday. Would they really have a chance?
"Squall...?"
The brunet opened his eyes, startled. "What?"
"Your thoughts don't let me sleep."
"Sorry."
Seifer chuckled. "That's okay. I'm just curious to know what happens in this head of yours. Maybe you talk too much to yourself and there's nothing left for others."
"Maybe..."
"Are you thinking about the record label thing?"
"Yes."
"Are you nervous?"
"No..."
"Squall..."
"Yes... I... Maybe it's our only chance."
Maybe it was Squall's only chance to change his life. To change the life that had been designed by others. Would he be able to control his own life one day, without following someone else's expectations?
Seifer reached out for Squall's hand and squeezed it gently. "Just go there and do your best."
"And if something goes wrong?"
"It happens, but you can't control it. So just do it."
It wasn't the most comforting thing Squall could hear, but it was sincere. And the more important, Seifer was there with him.
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A/N: Does anyone have some recommendation of Seifer x Squall fics to read? I've been reading a lot less since I started writing and sometimes I get lost and don't know what to read... So if any of you guys know of some good stories... I confess I don't have the time to read everything to see if it's good or not... I spend most of my free time writing, but I want to go back to reading when I find some time ^-^
And if anyone wants to know what I'm writing and what I'm doing, you can check my twitter (vovo_ficwriter). And if you want to know more about me, there's my profile at LJ (vovogp).
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