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Luck on His Side	By : Vovo Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 933 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 6
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Word Count: 3,751
Luck on His Side
Chapter 7
Seifer had never been in a place so crowded and he felt thankful for being in the VIP area and not right in the middle of the screaming teenagers. It would be Rising Sun's first concert and the tickets had been sold out in less than an hour after the release. The blonde looked back at the horde of people and thought the sight was a little scary. Of course, he had been in several concerts before, but none of them had a sect of fans so hysteric. It was like a living mass of jumpy screaming things.
He had seen Squall backstage, and he could see the nervousness the brunet wanted to hide. Even Irvine had been a little apprehensive, but his enthusiasm still surpassed it. Zell had gone through two extremes. When he first saw the audience he beamed in excitement, but as the time of the presentation got near he started to be scared. Nida tried to be calm, he tried, but everyone could see his uneasiness with the situation. Seifer wondered if they could handle the pressure. He knew they had a big responsibility to impress the audience.
Seifer tried to show all his support for Squall and he stood by his side for most part of his final preparation, but he had to leave Squall on his own eventually. Well, the brunet wasn't exactly alone, he had the other band members, but an audience so big was a new thing for everyone.
Suddenly the song that was playing to entertain the crowd had stopped and for a brief instant, the place grew silent. The expectation could be felt in the air. Everyone looked at the stage and waited for what was to come. Then the lights started to dance over the place and the crowd shouted in excitement. It was almost time. But then... it stayed like that for some more minutes and everyone grew apprehensive.
Seifer was getting nervous. He knew how those things worked, but he had never felt so anxious. Were they okay? When would they get on stage? But then everyone heard the sounds of drums. Seifer almost went deaf with the loud screams. And then... then the drums stopped...
All place was silent again before the crowd of teens started to whisper to each other. It was then that a bass line started and more deafening screams succeeded it. When the crowd subdued its noise, the drums came back with the bass. They started a duet and they went on for some minutes, accompanied by clapping hands.
Then it was a time for another period of silence and apprehension... Until a guitar started playing. Seifer thought he had lost part of his hearing before, but then he felt he lost the rest of it. The screams were so loud it muffled the sound of the instrument. And when the crowd was still creating those hysteric loud noises, all the lights illuminated the stage and Irvine appeared, with his cowboy hat, singing their first song. Soon, the rest of the band could be seen and the crowd went crazy. Seifer could swear he felt the ground shaking under his feet with all the people jumping. And it was then he could take a better look at Squall. His heart skipped a beat and he felt it difficult to breath, but he was even more gorgeous than before. He was dressed in his characteristic leather clothes, with several belts circling his hips. The gray-blue color of his eyes were highlighted by the black eyeliner and his hair was messy in a sexy way, with some bangs falling over his face.
For as long as the concert went, Seifer followed Squall with his eyes and if someone asked afterwards what he thought of the rest of the show, he would say he didn't know, because he was focused on a brunet the entire time.
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Seifer rushed to the backstage when the concert ended and it took him a long time with all the people standing on the way. When he arrived the place, everyone was celebrating the success of the presentation. People were clapping and hugging each other. Several champagne bottles had been opened and glass after glass was filled with the bubbling liquid.
"Squall?" Seifer tried to call the brunet's attention.
The teen turned when he heard the familiar voice and pushed some people aside to meet the blonde. His hair was even more tussled than before and he seemed a little out of breath, and even so, he was still that gorgeous thing Seifer had fallen for.
The blond's green eyes stared deeply at the gray-blue ones and they just stood like that for a moment. All the sound around them seemed to have vanished, because they weren't able to hear anything beside their beating hearts.
Then in another moment, their arms were around each other as they held themselves tightly. Squall buried his face on the crook of Seifer's neck and felt one of the blond's hand caress his nape as the other massaged his back.
Even though they were contented in each other's warmth, they felt they had to end the embrace after some time. It was awkward to be surrounded by so many people. And Squall definitely wasn't the type for public displays of affection.
Not long after that, a blonde man dressed in a white suit appeared and all eyes turned to him.
"Alright, everyone, it's time to get back to the hotel now. We have an interview tomorrow," said the manager.
"Just a little more!" Irvine pleaded. "It's our first big concert, we deserve a party!"
"Yeah, he's right," Zell agreed.
The man just stared at them for a moment and showed a small smile, though it didn't seemed much friendly. "I understand you want to celebrate, it's an important moment in your career, but you know you have your responsibilities. You know the interview tomorrow will be with the biggest Galbadian channel, it's important."
"Can't we do this later?" Irvine asked.
"Unfortunately, no. There's another interview scheduled in the afternoon."
"Damn, I thought being a rock star was more fun..." Irvine couldn't help but showing his disappointment.
"I know you'll have time to have some fun later..." the blonde smirked and turned to see if the staff was ready to go.
Squall stared at Seifer expectantly. "So..." he didn't want to say the words. They had just met after a long time without seeing each other, and they were already parting again.
"I think I should go now," Seifer smiled sadly.
"Okay..." Squall stared down and sighed.
"Leon?"
The brunet turned to look at his manager.
"We're waiting for you."
Seifer was so angry at the other blonde for interrupting them like that, but the manager had already turned before he could retort. And then he felt an arm around him and a light squeeze on his hand, before Squall moved away again and whispered a goodbye to Seifer. Even after the brunet had left, the blonde still felt the warmth of his body.
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Rising Sun had been touring for several months and all of their concerts had their tickets sold out. They realized it was not easy to be part of a famous band. Their lives changed fast and the school days were replaced by concerts, interviews, photo sessions and video shooting. They had been touring around the entire Galbadian continent and went from city to city in a matter of days. The good thing, despite the little time to rest, was that they had the opportunity to visit some great places.
They were currently in Dollet, a beautiful city by the sea. It was known for its charming cafés and restaurants, and also for the ateliers of the most famous artists in the world. The streets and buildings were also a work of art, with a refined planning and architecture. Even though the place was know for its unique beauty, it also held some great attractions for the ones visiting it. The nightlife was very entertaining, with its pubs and nightclubs.
After one more successful concert, the boys were happy to know they would have a day off before they went to the next city and Irvine had plans in mind for how to spend their night.
Squall was... bored. He wondered why he had accepted Irvine's advice for entertainment. It would be better if he stayed resting at the hotel, but his friend insisted, telling him it was a VIP party and so the place wouldn't be crowded. In fact, Squall was relieved to have enough free space to walk without bumping against someone, but he still felt his personal space invaded by several men and women who wanted to get into his pants. It was the same old story: they knew him, Leon, and they loved Rising Sun's songs; they also thought he was incredibly good looking. It wasn't as if he didn't like the attention, but the number of times he had been hit were too much for him. He couldn't deny the people in that club were all gorgeous, like they had been selected to be there, and maybe, if he hadn't met a certain blonde some months before, he would think of giving one of them a chance.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder and he had little patience left for one more of those games. He turned with the intention of telling the person to go away, but he was surprised to see a familiar face.
"Not having much fun, I see..." Nida had a small smile on his face.
"Yeah... whatever..." Squall leaned back against the counter and ordered his last bottle of water that night. He glanced at Irvine's direction and saw his friend sitting on a couch with three girls, one at both his sides and the third on his lap. The last time they "talked", the long-haired teen couldn't say anything that made sense, but it seemed he still could do other things... Then another sight caught his attention. A blond tattooed boy was dancing rather uncoordinated, but the girls surrounding him didn't seem to care, in fact, they were cheering like he was the best dancer in the world.
"Squall?"
The brunet turned to his friend. "What?"
"Wanna go somewhere else?"
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Seifer woke up and went to work.
After his shift ended, he went to the gym and then to the grocery store... Everything he always did.
Nothing new.
He walked through the streets seeing the same buildings. The people who passed by him also appeared to be the same. It was as if they all had the same tired faces. However, one of them looked somewhat familiar. The brunet was walking at his direction with a gleam in his eyes and a small smirk on his face.
"Long time no see," the man said when he stood in front of Seifer.
"Yeah." The blonde just looked at...
What was his name again?
"You used to talk more before."
"Hm... look, I gotta go now. Really."
"You didn't seem to be in a hurry..."
"I am."
"You used to treat me better too," the man couldn't hide the frustration in his voice.
"Look," Seifer took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I'm just tired, that's all."
"Okay, apologies accepted, but only because I have interest in it."
"Straight to the point," Seifer smirked.
"Always." The brunet smiled. "Wanna go to my place tonight?"
The blonde stared at the young man before him and couldn't deny the sight pleased him. He always had good taste in men. Even though he enjoyed the times he spent with... "Dave..." He felt he couldn't accept his offer. "I can't."
"Why not? Who's that on your mind?"
"I don't wanna talk about it." Seifer took a step forward, intending to keep walking home.
"Hey, wait," Dave put a hand on the blond's arm and said softly, "Let's go drink something then... nothing too harmful..." He eyed an open café beside him on the street and then stared at the green eyes. "Coffee maybe."
Seifer stared at the brunet and then looked at the café; the place seemed warm and comfy and it was cold outside. "Okay, but only one coffee and I'm gone."
Dave smiled and walked inside, being followed by the blonde. They sat at a table beside a glass window and made their order. Seifer looked at the cars passing through the streets and the lights of the buildings at night until their coffees arrived.
"You've changed."
Seifer stared briefly at Dave and then looked back to the window. "Why do you say that?"
"You know, I liked how you were before, no one could resist you, and you knew that. But now you seem different. You look the same, but... I don't like this person who changed you."
"People change and I don't blame anyone for this change you say."
"Alright, I got it. Now, answer me something. Where is he, right now?"
"It's none of your..."
"...Business, I know. I just think it's such a waste for a man like you to be brooding over someone, when you could have anyone you wanted."
"I have the one I want."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah..." In another continent...
"Then why you're here with me? You could've walked away, I wouldn't stop you. But you came here with me because you considered being with me again."
Seifer stared deeply at the brunet before him. He was attractive, very attractive and it had been a long time since he had sex. His boyfriend was touring in another continent and wouldn't come back until... Until when? Until it ended, which would be in some... months maybe. And Squall wouldn't find out. He wouldn't. And he certainly had a lot of people trying to get into his pants. Even though he knew Squall wouldn't give in so easily to anyone, he was still human and he had a sex drive. Was he with another person right then? He could be. And what Seifer was doing at the moment? Losing the opportunity to have a good fuck. What... what prevented him from taking what would be so easy...?
Suddenly, Seifer got up and finished his coffee in one gulp. "I said one coffee, I gotta go now." When he stepped outside he felt the cold air embrace him, while he found himself walking alone in the night.
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Nida was driving the rented car through the streets of Dollet at night. Squall was sitting beside him, looking at the lights of the buildings and lampposts as they passed them. Dollet was one of the most beautiful places he had been, it had a mixture of the classical art and the modern times.
"Feeling better?" Nida looked at Squall.
The brunet was looking at the city—his hair moving with the wind that entered through the open window—before he turned his gray-blue eyes at Nida. "Yes." He seemed to be so relaxed.
"Good." The dark-haired teen smiled.
The silence that followed was a comfortable one, with both of them just admiring the sights of the city.
Squall enjoyed seeing the images passing as they drove, but he was surprised when he felt the vehicle stop suddenly. The brunet looked at the place and saw they were at the docks.
"Let's go take a look outside." Nida opened the door and waited for Squall to get out of the car and follow him. The brunet was a little reluctant, but he decided to see what Nida had in mind.
They walked slowly, nearing one of the piers. The dark blue waters were very calm that night and even though the sky was very dark, it was clear and the stars could be seen, shining over the seemingly never ending horizon.
"I saw this place when we passed here before, and I wanted to come back," Nida said softly.
"I can see why..." Squall thought it was a very beautiful place and very calm too. He was glad there was no one aside them at that time.
"I'm very happy I had the chance to know this place. I like it here, more than Deling City."
"Yeah, Deling is too crowded."
"It makes me remember Balamb in some way, but bigger and..."
"And better."
Nida chuckled. "Don't you like Balamb?"
"I do. But it's a fact, Dollet is better."
"Do you think it's gonna take long before we go home?"
Squall stared down and frowned a little. "I don't know."
"I miss my parents... my friends... But what makes me feel better is being with guys."
"Yeah... I know..." Squall thought about the other members of the band. Even though they got on his nerves sometimes, he got used to be with them. He got so used to them, he thought he might even miss them, if they went on separate ways.
"You're doing that again."
Squall stared at Nida in confusion.
"You're talking to yourself in your head."
The brunet sighed deeply. "Whatever."
Nida chuckled. "Okay... Maybe it's time to go."
Squall stared at the ocean before him one last time. "Let's go." It was too late, in just a few hours the sun would be rising and they wouldn't have had any sleep.
They entered the car and drove again through the Dollet's streets. It wasn't long before they reached the hotel. They were walking through the corridor that lead them to their rooms when Nida made Squall stop.
"Can I... talk to you?"
The brunet stared at him. "Yeah... What is it?"
"It's a... private talk."
"But there's no one here..." Squall stared at the other teen. "Hm... Do you want to talk somewhere else?"
"Yeah... My room?"
"Hm... Okay."
Squall followed Nida to his room and when the door closed he waited for what the other teen wanted to say.
"What I want to ask is..." The dark-haired boy stared at the brunet and felt at a loss for words. "I... What I..." But suddenly, he decided to just pull Squall forward and kissed him deeply.
The brunet was so shocked, he didn't know how to react for some time, until he realized what was happening and pushed Nida away. "I... What..."
"Squall, please, listen to me." The dark-haired teen touched his shoulder.
"Nida, I can't."
"Why not...?" The boy's voice quivered slightly.
"You know why." Squall stared deeply at Nida's eyes.
"...Why him?"
"I... I don't know. I don't know how to explain."
Nida stared some more at the gray-blue eyes that were filled with emotion. "I... You don't need to explain..."
"I'm sorry, I can't... be with you." Squall grabbed the door's handle and turned to leave, when he heard Nida's voice again.
"And if he hadn't appeared? Would I have a chance?"
"I don't know."
"It could be a yes then."
Squall turned once again to face his friend. "I really don't know." And then he opened the door and headed to his room, wishing life didn't bring him those kind of situations... he was never good in dealing with people's feelings...
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Seifer found himself walking on the same streets on that gray afternoon. He didn't felt like doing nothing more than going home and hide from the cold weather. No gym, no going out, just staying under the bedcovers, wishing the day ended. His gray trench coat was not enough to protect him from the coldness, so he kept walking with his arms crossed in front of his chest to keep some of his body warmth.
As he walked through the streets, a familiar song reached his ears. A group of giggling girls walked past him, while listening to a new song by Rising Sun. Seifer couldn't deny his heart beat faster when he heard Squall's band songs playing or when a video of Rising Sun was on the TV, but it started to annoy him as the time passed. It played everywhere. When he was searching for something on the Internet, when he went to the grocery store, when he went to the gym, even when he went to the dentist.
And what bothered him more, was the fact that the band being that famous meant it would take longer for him to see Squall...
Where is he right now?
The last time Seifer checked, he was in Timber, but who knows where he went afterwards. Squall had been ascending so fast in his career, it was something both of them never imagined. The brunet's photos where everywhere, the fans and the media loved him. And Seifer knew Squall did nothing to gain the people's attention, he didn't even like that, he had never asked for it.
Seifer used to be confident, but he started to doubt whether he could keep Squall to himself. What if the brunet changed? Would he still be with him when he come back? Would he ever come back?
What am I compared to him?
Seifer was an orphan, who worked at the same place for years and tried hard to make ends meet. He wanted to get into a college, but he didn't have money to afford it. Seifer wanted to be someone, but he found himself stuck in the same place.
I didn't even have a car.
And the boy he saw playing guitar in a local nightclub some months ago had everything: talent, money, fame... and a family.
He felt so lonely... walking through that streets.
It was then he saw a face he new very well. The brown hair, the blue eyes and the pale skin. Squall was staring at him on the cover of a magazine. Seifer felt a suddenly anger overcome his senses. He just hated him at that moment, he hated him and he envied him. But even so, he bought the magazine. Seifer turned the pages angrily and saw the special photo session of a brunet with an expression of annoyance, like he had been dragged against his will to a studio and forced to stand for hours taking pictures. And even so, Squall looked gorgeous, and Seifer felt his heart clench, he missed him so much.
Then suddenly, as he was still walking through the streets, he felt something vibrating in his pocket. He picked his cell phone and read the massage Squall had just sent him:
I miss you.
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