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One (Last) Chance	By : RotSeele Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male > Seifer/Squall Views: 3719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Seven - Squall POV

Seifer stood beside me as I surveyed Timber. It was a small town, nothing really worth mentioning. I knew as soon as we started down the stairs, Watts would call out our code, which would start us on this whirlwind ride. I glanced at Seifer. His expression betrayed nothing of what he was thinking, but I could tell by the way he held himself what I’d done had had an effect on him. I also realized he was standing a little closer to me than before, and I wasn’t sure what that meant. I glanced up at him, tilting my head slightly in askance.
He smiled at me, his green eyes sparkling. “Don’t worry, Ice Princess.” he said softly. “I won’t disappoint you.”
I smiled slightly. “I know you won’t.”
He seemed shocked at my reply, but I didn’t stay to continue the conversation. I headed down the stairs to meet Watts. I was tempted to tell him the wrong password just to see how he would react, but I didn’t want to waste time. I would only be delaying the inevitable, anyway. Once we were on the Forest Owls’ train, I introduced everyone to Zone and Watts, gesturing at Seifer last. Judging by the blank looks they gave him after shaking his hand, I knew they had never met him before. Which just left Rinoa.
“I guess it’s just our princess then.” Zone was saying.
Watts wrung his hands. “It’s the princess’ nap time, sir.”
“Ahh, man...” Zone looked at me, looking sheepish. “Hey Squall, sorry, but could you go get the princess? She’s in the last room, up those stairs. Some of our guys are in the room on the way. Ask ‘em if you get lost.”
Remembering how I’d reacted last time I’d been asked to go get the princess, I just sighed and looked at Seifer. “Would you mind going to get her?”
I expected him to argue, but he just shrugged. “Fine. I’ll be right back.”
I watched him step up the stairs, his footsteps heavy. I knew he wasn’t pleased with the assignment, but I knew Rinoa wouldn’t recognize me since I’d never met her before now. The only person she knew was Seifer. I kept watch on the hall, waiting for them to return. I felt silly, as if I was waiting for something to happen. I knew they’d dated, but that relationship had been over for a year.
Doesn’t mean something can’t happen. said Ifrit, laughing darkly. She’s a hot, tight little beauty. I felt the female GFs turn to him and glare, and he shrank somewhat under that onslaught.
I was about to go back there and retrieve both of them when I heard Seifer’s voice growing louder. He was talking to her, telling her how he wasn’t actually a SeeD, just there as back up, but she shouldn’t worry because she was in good hands. Seifer filled the doorway first, coming down the stairs to stand with us again. Then Rinoa entered the room, grinning from ear to ear with excitement.
“Rinoa,” Seifer said, his deep voice rolling through the room, “this is Squall. He’s the leader. And this is Selphie and Zell.”
She grinned even wider. “Hi everyone! This way.”
I lingered in the hall as everyone else followed Rinoa into the planning room. I looked at Seifer, tilting my head again. He was tense, and his jaw was clenched. He returned my gaze and shrugged. “She’s excited.” he said.
“She was excited then, too.” I replied carefully.
Seifer ran a hand through his hair. “I don’t think she gets it.”
“No.”
Seifer blew out a breath. “If I’d known it was going to be like this, I would never have introduced her to Cid.”
I smiled slightly. “Too late for regrets.”
Seifer grunted and started to move past me. On impulse, I reached out and caught his wrist. He stopped and looked back at me, a smile dancing on his lips. I inclined my head and let him go. I entered the planning room and leaned against the wall, watching and only half listening to what Rinoa was saying about their plan. Instead, I focused on Seifer, who was keeping an appropriate amount of distance between himself and Rinoa. He was standing close to Selphie, his eyes narrowed as he studied the models on the table and listened to what she was saying. I could tell he found the plan workable. I had thought that, as well. But he knew what I knew - that the information they’d gotten in order to create this plan was false, leaked on purpose to account for an attack just like this. My decision at this point would be to decide to go through with it or call it off and attack the television station. Either way, we had to attack Deling. It seemed all too easy to run and hide now, to keep from acting. But I knew I had to, because whether or not I was involved, Ultimecia would go after Ellone, and she would try to find herself a knight to stall us.
Rinoa shoved herself back from the table and grinned. “Let’s decide on the party!”
“Let’s not.” I said. I made my decision.
Everyone turned to look at me, stunned. Rinoa looked like she was about to cry. Or yell. “What do you mean ‘let’s not’?” she demanded. She pointed at the model. “This plan is perfect!”
“Maybe.” I agreed. “Did you not consider that maybe the information you received was released on purpose? That maybe the President planned for something like this? This is a decoy. We’ll attack the t.v. station.”
Unable to stand their stares any longer, I left the room. As the door hissed shut behind me, I caught Rinoa’s voice: “Seifer, what does he mean, we’ll attack the t.v. station?”
I had to get out of here.
I stepped off the train and headed into Timber, unconsciously following the same steps I’d taken Before. I stopped when I reached the bridge that overlooked the train tracks and leaned on the railing. No one tells you how hard life will be because they haven’t even experienced what life has in store for them yet. No one tells you that your decision will have far-reaching impacts, beyond what you can comprehend in the moment that you make them. But I knew. I knew what was waiting for us. One decision could create a new path in the future, but the events would remain the same. The problem facing me now was what would happen at the t.v. station. If I told Seifer to stay behind, I could very well end up forcing him to make the same decision he had Before. If he came, could I stop him from going with Edea?
“Glare any more and you might just cause ice to form.”
I jerked, startled. Seifer caught my shoulder before I spun myself completely around, and I couldn’t help but look sheepish. I’d been so focused on what I was facing that I hadn’t even heard him approach. I pushed his hand off me, but I didn’t push him away. “I was thinking.” I said quietly.
Seifer just looked at me for a moment. “So I noticed. The kids didn’t want to come out and deal with you, not with Rinoa questioning your credentials, so I volunteered myself.”
“...”
“You think that I’d make the same mistake again if you brought me with you to the station?”
“...”
“You trust me that little?”
I shook my head. Words didn’t come easy to me. Expressing my emotions didn’t come easy to me. Even now, when I knew I was safe in Seifer’s presence, it still was difficult, because I knew the future. His future. Despite that, Seifer seemed to know exactly what I was trying to say.
He proved it when he said, “You’re afraid for me. Not because of anything I might do, but because you might not be strong enough to stop me.”
I just looked at him.
Seifer stepped up beside me and leaned on the wall, staring at the tracks. When he said nothing, I joined him, our shoulders almost touching. After a minute, he said, “You can’t stop what’s supposed to happen, Squall. You also can’t make my decisions for me. If I’m not strong enough to withstand her on my own, how can I stand beside you? Stand beside the man who becomes the Lion of Balamb, the Commander of SeeD?”
I clasped my hands together and tightened my hold until it hurt. “You really want to stand beside me?”
“You’ve made me do a lot of thinking, Squall. Maybe too much.”
“...”
Seifer blew out a sigh. “You overthink things now, Squall. You look at what’s happened, and you think if you don’t make the right choice, it’s going to end up exactly like that. But you’ve already changed one path, right? I’m standing here with you, not rushing off with Quistis chasing me. I know you trust me. Let me prove to you it’s not unfounded.”
“...Can I ask you something?”
Seifer looked at me, turning slightly to face me fully. His expression invited me to ask anything I wanted, but I really wasn’t sure how I wanted to proceed. For a long minute, I just studied his face - how the line of his jaw was stronger than mine, how his chin was square where mine was round - and then I flicked my gaze over his shoulder toward the Forest Owls’ train. “You and Rinoa...”
Seifer ran a hand through his hair and smiled without it really reaching his eyes. “Yeah. For about a year. I came here when Balamb wasn’t far enough away from Garden. I met her, and we hit it off. She told me all about her movement, but they’d never really go anywhere without help. One thing led to another and we...” he shrugged. “After, I called things off, but we remained friends. I promised her I’d introduce her to Cid.”
“You had sex with her.”
Seifer nodded. “Yeah. Did you?”
“Of course not. ...But we kissed.”
“Oh ho. So the Ice Prince was melted by the princess, huh?”
I could’ve just left it at that, but I’d already put my foot in the door. I might as well just come out and say it, I decided. “I only knew that you cared for her. So I had to protect her, because I thought she was important to you. It was the same thing for her. She saw me as important to you, so she made a choice to protect me, too. We both misinterpreted our actions. But by the time we realized it, we were an item. Everyone was trying to get us together. Everyone was expecting us to stay together. During the war, we didn’t think much of it... Rinoa was the good sorceress, and I was her knight... it made our fight romantic, I guess. But we both agreed we didn’t want each other like that. We agreed to pretend until the war was over, but...”
“But you got stuck in this void world, and ended up back at the beginning.” Seifer said.
I nodded.
“You really think you’re important to me?”
I didn’t want the words to hurt, but they did, surprisingly. I looked up at him and frowned at the expression he wore on his face. He was studying me seriously, and I realized his words hadn’t been meant to hurt me, but to get a straight answer out of me.
I hadn’t told him that we’d known each other since we’d been five years old or so. I hadn’t told him that we’d lived together in Edea’s Orphanage, and that he’d been sent to Garden ahead of me. I could barely remember my early years in Garden because of the Guardian Forces, but I knew in my heart, before they started taking memories, we had been friends. Perhaps deep down, we’d both remembered our earlier lives without actually remembering them, and that had been part of why we’d been drawn to each other. We’d fought and bickered and antagonized each other, but we respected each other all the same.
I didn’t trust myself to speak, so I nodded.
Seifer’s green eyes became a shade darker as he studied my face. He seemed to know that I had held things back from him, judging by the way his expression shifted from neutral to curious and back again. I kept my face carefully blank. I didn’t want to have to explain myself; first, I didn’t know what to say, and second, I wasn’t sure I wanted to explain myself.
Then Seifer surprised me by asking, “When did you first realize you had those kinds of feelings for me?”
I blinked, startled by his question. When? “...I guess when everyone started speaking about you like you were dead.” I answered quietly. “I didn’t like it.”
“I’m not gay, you know.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
He turned away from me, his expression set in a soft scowl. “I’ve only been with women. I like women.”
“...”
“Don’t give me that. I know for a fact that you’ve never let anyone get that close to you. About the only intimate thing you’ve ever done is take my gunblade to your face. Kissing Rinoa doesn’t count,” he added when I made a noise of protest. “Besides, you just admitted to me you didn’t like her that way.”
“...So I don’t have any interest in anyone.” I said quietly. “I’m just interested in you. Only you. If that makes me gay, fine. I don’t care. Who’s going to have the balls to argue with me?”
Surprisingly, Seifer burst out laughing. His deep voice rolled through the street as he threw his head back, genuinely amused by my words it seemed. When he looked at me, I could tell he was reassessing me. Then a big grin plastered itself across his face. “I’d argue with you.”
“Of course you would.” I replied tartly.
That only seemed to amuse Seifer more. There was a slight hesitation before he stepped toward me, closing the distance between us to the point I could feel his body heat. I stared up at him, unafraid. I shifted my body to challenge him, to challenge his intention. I was letting him know that I wasn’t going to be used. If he made the decision he was considering, he was mine.
He saw that in my expression. That he would be mine. I think we were both startled when he whispered, “I’m good with that.” And he kissed me.
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