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Kitty: Woooooo! Manifest went off! Kitty is no longer a con
virgin! I even got glomped by strangers, and spanked
Zack. Yay! And I won third place in the fanfiction competition. So stoked.
And today, I bought KH2! Hooray! Speaking of KH2... -looks to Eoko-

Eoko: Advertisement number one. The actual web address of the msn group RP. http: / /groups.msn. com/ KH2LIVEYAOIRP Fucking FF dot net.

Kitty:
Fucking FF dot not is not part of the address. Also, there are more logs up on our
homepage, are there not, Ko-Ko-chan?

Eoko: Yersh. January
2004 is all up in the FUN ROLEPLAY section only. I've yet to get individual
pairs up on their pages, but FRP carries them all. Um, also I haven't really
checked to see which are unfinished. So, really, if YOU guys go read them and
notice it I'd appreciate an e-mail. ponie_foal @
hotmail.com I'm really busy and that would help a lot. Thanks guys.

Kitty: Wow. We
sound like one of those telemarketing programs. 'But wait! There's more! Call
now and you will also receive a porcelain replica of ZELL'S BIG D-' ...I
shouldn't say that.

Eoko: No, since we don't have any.... So yea. Join the KH2 RP group, read the FF8 RPs... I noticed like, twice as many lemons as the last
months.
Kitty: Definitely
join the RP group. We have four peoples so far. T_T That's
not enough.

Eoko: No, not for all the hawt
yaoi sex we wanna RP!

Kitty: YES! JOIN
FOR THE SEX!

Eoko: Oh, and enjoy the chapter.

Kitty: -dances
around in the background- sexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsexsex...

Chapter, the Fourty-Second: In Which Zell and Seifer are on the Same
Fucking Wavelength.

The search went along much as it had the bay before.� Mutilated monster corpses were found strewn
across the trail the two blonds followed, paths of blood-red snow showing the
creature�s slight changes in direction.

Both of the young SeeDs
continually questioned what exactly they were going to come across.� It was huge, they knew this not only from the
size of its prey, but also by tracks they had found, made after the last
snowfall.

They put on brave faces for each other, but probably more
for themselves.� They could let their
guard down and be safe with just the two of them, but the mysterious creature
they were tracking made them tense and wary.

Zell wanted it dead, now.� He wanted to go home to Irvine and warmer
weather.� But this didn�t look like an
easy kill-and-go mission anymore.� This
was going to be hard.

Seifer had mixed feelings over the
matter.� A longer mission gave him more
chances to seduce Zell into his bed.� Well, their �bed� really, but he wasn�t
exactly looking forward to coming face-to-face with the heart and brain
eater.� A shiver ran through the taller
boy�s frame and it wasn�t from the cold.

They stopped shortly for lunch and a quick little meeting on
the mission so far.� �We can�t just run
in and kill it. It�s a lot worse than I thought it was going to be.�

�The amount of junctioning didn�t tip
you off sooner?� Seifer asked, leaning against his
snowmobile, arms crossed over his chest.

�Yeah, yeah, that tipped me off, but still, I didn�t expect
this, did you?�

�No,� Seifer replied after
swallowing a bit of his lunch.� �But we
can take it.�

�I know we can.� We�ll
just have to monitor it for a bit before we attack.� Find out if it has any weaknesses.� I�m sure Ifrit will
come in real handy, but we don�t want to just rely on him.�

The taller blond nodded as he chewed more of his food.� This particular meal wasn�t quite as bad as
the previous three.� Wasn�t
exactly good either.

�How fast do you think it is?� Zell
wondered aloud, looking up from his shoes.�
�Those corpses are getting pretty fresh and we still haven�t caught up
to it yet.�

�Well, it�s obviously pretty fast then.� I doubt it�s agile though.� With the body mass it has to have, can�t move
that kinda build around very quickly.� Not in anything other than a straight
line.�� He finished his food and dusted
his hands together.

�Then we have something else to our advantage.�� Zell smiled a
little.� �Remind me to kill Squall for
sending us on this mission, when we get back.�

�No problem.� Would be glad to.�� Seifer made a mental note not to mention he had volunteered
for it first.� �Wanna
head back out?� We must be gaining on it
by now.�

Zell groaned but nodded.� He couldn�t put off his mission like a kid
trying to avoid his choirs.� He was
actually getting rather good pay for this anyways.

The two SeeDs climbed back onto
their vehicles and headed off along the path of beaten monsters and bloody
mess.

It was just as Zell was about to
call a stop to set up camp that his radio cracked to life.

�Zell!�
Seifer�s voice shouted over the slight static.� �There!�

Sapphire eyes widened and looked to the side to see Seifer pointing out in front of him.� He followed the pointing hand to its target,
and there, not more than one hundred meters ahead of them was a great, feasting
Snowlion� thing.

�Slow down,� Zell said
calmly as he reduced his speed and angled off to the left.� Seifer followed
close behind him, coming to a stop by the other snowmobile.

They would set up camp here after they took a closer look on
foot.� The tattooed SeeD
motioned with his hand for Seifer to join him.� When he was off his vehicle and at Zell�s side the shorter blond went over his plan.

�Okay, I just want to get a good look at that bastard.� We stay close, quiet and no charging in for
battle.�

Seifer gave him a no-fucking-duh look,
but nodded his understanding nonetheless.

Side by side the two SeeDs crept
up behind a snow bank near the monster and cautiously peered over the top.� The beast was in the middle of tearing off
the top of its prey�s skull. Seifer cringed a little
but shrugged it off.� And he thought he�d
been mind-fucked.� (Oh hardy har har har)

�Seif,� Zell
whispered, placing his hand gently on his partner�s arm.� With the other he pointed past the feasting
monster to a dark hollow in the side of a ragged cliff-face.

About the dark hole were strewn numerous carcasses of all
sizes, some left mostly intact save for shattered skulls and broken
chests.� Others were torn apart to beyond
recognition.� It was a ghastly sight
indeed and no doubt the creature�s den.

�I am not going in there to fight that thing,�
Seifer hissed as his eyes darted from the cave to the
monster.

�Glad we�re on the same fucking wavelength there, Almasy,� Zell growled.

Seifer knew that tone.� It was mission leader, serious, demanding,
dominating Zell.�
Okay, little bit turned on.� Fucking Zell.� � more turned on�

Zell lifted his head a little
further over the bank of snow.� There
were five distinct paths the Snowlion of Doom had
made, webbing out from the beaten snow around the cave.

Thankfully, the camp-to-be sat nestled nicely between two of
these paths, with no sign of the beast ever venturing close to it.� For some reason it seemed to move in straight
lines rather than circling out from its home.�
Very odd.�
But it could prove to be an added advantage if the great beast didn�t
like to turn around and around.

�Back to camp,� Zell said, moving
backwards before getting to his feet.� �I
don�t even want to think about that thing anymore today.�

Seifer made no argument, following
his mission companion back to the two snowmobiles and started setting up the
tent between a fissure in a small rock face.� The tent just fit, and behind it the crack
quickly closed up.� In front was enough
space that, should the Snowlion of Doom come across
them, it would not be able to reach the tent.�
Good thing too.� Added security
was always good when sleeping on the enemy�s doorstep.

Just as the night before, everything they would need was
tossed into the tent before the two boys crawled inside.� Once again Seifer
set up the heater-lamp, but with Zell�s incentive he
set it properly to avoid another handsicle down his
spine.

The two stripped and cuddled up under the blankets, talking over
the plan for the next day before they ate dinner.

�What do you think it hunts by?� Sight?� Smell?� Hearing?� Zell asked, head nestled against Seifer�s shoulder.

�Sight, I�d expect.�
Sees something in its path and charges it down.� Doubt it could smell anything but blood
around here.�

Zell scrunched up his nose,
looking very cute.� �I can smell
the blood around here.� Among other things.�
Yuck.�

Seifer chuckled and ran his
fingers through Zell�s hair.� �So can I, but it�s not too bad.� Imagine inside that cave.�

�I�d rather not, Seif.�� Zell�s face twisted
even more in disgust as he unwillingly did imagine it. �We�ll kill it
soon.� After we monitor it for a bit,
then we�ll make up a plan and go in for the kill.� Then we can go home.�

�That�ll be nice,� Seifer
half-lied.� As awful as
�backpacking� the remote Trabian wilderness, it was
not as awful as one, Irvine Kinneas.� �A lot warmer back home
too.�

�Yeah,� Zell murmured, snuggling
closer to the heat of Seifer�s body.� �And no evil snowlion� things.�

�You ever fought a normal one before?� Seifer
queried, hand shifting to stroke Zell�s arm.

�Mhmm, fucking
bastards.� Takes
forever to kill �em.� It�s like they got super-invincible health or
something.� It�s not like the normal ones
have any special defenses really.� Just a lot of health.�

�So, we beat on it, and then we beat on it, and then we beat
on it some more?�

�Pretty much,� Zell murmured,
closing his eyes.

�You tired, Zell?� Was sitting on your arse
all day riding that snowmobile too much work for you?�

Zell lazily smacked Seifer.� �No, it�s
boring and makes me lazy.� And we have a
big two or three days left to go, so we need sleep.�

I can tell you what I need, you blind little runt�
Seifer sighed and rested his chin on top of Zell�s head.� �Yeah,
yeah, mission, sleep, fight, home.� I know.�

�Yeah, home,� Zell whispered,
smiling brightly and nuzzled his cheek against Seifer�s
chest.

And so Seifer went a second night
in Trabia without fulfilling his desires.� But they still had time.� He still had time. �Zell would be
his.� He had to be.

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Seifer shifted as he began to
wake, wrapping his arm tighter around Zell and
pulling him closer.� A small smile tugged
at his lips as he took a deep breath of Zell�s hair.

Jade eyes blinked open to see the tattooed boy still asleep
at his side.� Seifer�s
smile widened.� He was so beautiful.� Sleeping peacefully curled against the gunbladist�s body, keeping them both warm.

Whether it was because his mind was still half asleep, or because he couldn�t wait any longer Seifer didn�t know.�
He shifted to prop himself up on an elbow and bent his head to run the
tip of his nose over Zell�s cheek.

The younger blond smiled in his sleep at the gentle,
affectionate touch and turned his face so his nose bumped Seifer�s,
effectively bringing their lips that much closer.

Seifer took this as silent
encouragement whether it was or not, and pressed his lips gently against Zell�s.� Butterflies
fluttered in his stomach and his heart felt as if it were flying. Yes, it was
most certainly love.

Zell�s arms lifted to link around Seifer�s neck, lips moving slowly against the older
boy�s.� What a pleasant way to wake up;
being kissed like you were all that mattered in the world.

It felt so good and gentle, but still dominant- hold on� Zell�s sleep-fogged mind was beginning to register
something.� Since when did Irvine wake
him up with kisses like that?� Since when
did he wear clothes to bed?� Since when
was his in bed??� He was on a mission damnit!� And that
meant�

�Seifer�� Zell
whispered and the gunbladist did all he could not to
lose himself when he heard his name from those lips.� He pulled back just slightly and ran kisses
along the younger boy�s cheek and jawline.

Zell squirmed a little.� It felt so nice.� But what was Seifer
doing?� Why was he kissing him?� �Why�?� his voice was still a sleepy whisper.

�Because,� Seifer answered,
kissing his lips once more, soft and gentle.

�Hn,� was all Zell
could get out before he was once again returning the kiss.� As the moments crawled by, and his brain
cleared even slower he broke the kiss.�
�No� Irvine.�

Seifer turned his head to the side
and scowled.� Fucking
cowboy.� �He�s not here,� the gunbladist mumbled, knowing full well what the answer to
that would be.

�That doesn�t matter, Seifer.�� He frowned.�
Why had Seifer kissed him?� Because wasn�t a very defining answer.� And why were his eyes searching the taller blond�s face, trying to catch the jade gaze with his own
and lingering on soft, kiss dampened lips.

Zell shook his head to clear his
thoughts.� No, he was just sleepy.� He wasn�t fully awake.� That was all it was.� �We should get ready.�

�Yeah.�
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