Weaknesses

BY : Seiferlover86
Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male > Seifer/Squall
Dragon prints: 781
Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Final Fantasy VIII . I am NOT making any money from writing this.

WARNINGS: Yaoi. (Guy on Guy) Violence, Non-con, angst,

SUMMARY: Zell has wanted Seifer for awhile now, but he's dating Squall. So, what happens when his jealous gets the better of him?

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Okay, this fic is kinda different than what I usually do. It just came to me, actually, so I have to write it. It don't wanna leave my mind since I thought of it. Well, I hope you like it. Please Read and Review!



Weaknesses

Zell watched as Seifer grabbed Squall's held and held it. He clenched his hands into fists. He watched as Squall leaned over and placed a kiss on Seifer's handsome face. His jealousy was rising. He couldn't help but feel jealous. Jealous that Squall had what he wanted— that he was kissing Seifer and not him.

He had always wanted to tell Seifer his feelings, but he knew that Seifer wanted Squall. It pained him. He wanted to be with Seifer, but he was with Squall. He regretted never telling be tall blond of his feelings for him. If he had, maybe things would have been different. Now, as a result, he had to watch as Seifer and Squall made out, or held hands.

He was shooting a glare at Squall. He was so fucking jealous that it was Squall and not him. He saw Squall staring at him, frowning, which he returned to the brunet. He sighed and looked away, tired of looking at them.

At one point, the shorter man thought these feeling would go away. He thought his feelings for Seifer were just a simple crush and nothing more than that, so at first, he didn't think too much of it. Then as time went on and the taller, sexy man got closer to Squall, he knew there was more to his feelings than just a simple crush. Every time he saw the two together, his blood would boil. He honestly hated this feeling. In some ways, he did feel a little bad—bad for harboring hate towards his friend. He and Squall had been friends for a long while.

He looked back over to Squall and Seifer. He saw Seifer laugh. He loved the man's laugh.

Squall could feel eyes burning into him and looked up to see Zell still staring at him. Why was he staring at him? It was unnerving to Squall.

"Squall? You okay?"

Squall looked back at his lover and smiled. "Yeah." He sighed when Seifer gave him a light kiss on his lips, not noticing the tattooed boy's eyes harden at the gesture. Squall loved the feeling of kissing Seifer. "Seifer?"

"Hm?"

"Do you get the feeling we're being watched?" Squall suddenly asked, startling Seifer.

"What do you mean?" Seifer questioned, looking confused.

"I don't know," Squall frowned, eye brows furrowed.

"You need to relax, Squall. There's no one watching us," the tall blond assured his lover. Squall sighed but nodded his head. Seifer chuckled.

Zell was watching the interaction between the two, silently fuming. The young man watched as Seifer got up and pulled the shorter man with him. "Hey, wanna do something tonight?" Seifer asked. Zell was listening.

"Hn," was his only answer.

"Aw, come on, Squally. You need to get out for a little while," he coaxed the brunet in his arms.

"Why?" he finally asked.

"'Cuz I want to. And it would do us some good to get out for a while." Seifer told him, smiling.

Seeing the look Seifer was giving him, he sighed and relented. "Fine," he agreed. The way Seifer's eyes lit up made Squall crack a small smile. Zell glared at the table he was sitting at, not liking this one bit. He wished he would be the one going out somewhere with Seifer. He wished Seifer's eyes would lite up like that for him. He hated the way Squall could get him like that. It infuriated him. He wanted to be the one that got those kind of reactions from the gorgeous man.

"I knew you'd see it my way," Seifer smirked in victory.

"Don't make me change my mind," the lithe boy said with a glare, crossing his arms.

Seifer's smirk dropped from his face and he pouted. "Fine." Now it was Squall's turn to smirk.

Zell watched the exchange with a deep anger rising in him. Dammit. Zell was just fuming. He watched as Seifer led Squall away from the cafeteria, talking about what they were going to do that evening. Zell was beyond angry and jealous by this point. Seriously? Why couldn't it be him? Zell sighed and sat back, thinking.

"You sound defeated," a voice said.

Zell's head whipped around and saw Irvine taking a seat next to him. "Wh-what do you mean?"

"You just do," Irvine told him.

"Oh. Well, I'm not," Zell said, shaking his blond head.

"Oh? Then what were you sighing for?"

"I wasn't," he denied. "Just thinking."

"About what?" he inquired curiously, raising his eyebrows.

"Nothin'."

"Aw, you can tell me."

"Really. It's nothing Irvine," Zell smiled his way, hoping to drop the topic.

"Okay. If you're sure-"

"I am," the usually hyper man said, maybe just a little too fast.

"Hm.."

"Oh. Hey, I gotta go. Have to go somewhere." He smiled at Irvine, assuring him everything was fine, even though he knew it wasn't. He didn't want his friends to worry. He would be fine. He didn't need or want to concern them with his problems. Besides, it wasn't really their business, anyway. So, he just keeps this all to himself, not wanting to involve others. He could take care of himself.

"Where?" Irvine asked.

"I'm gonna go see my ma for a bit. Later."

"Bye," he called out, watching as he jogged off, a thoughtful frown on his face. He knew something was up with Zell, that much was obvious. He just didn't know what. He sighed and waited for his friends to arrive.



"Aww, you know you had a good time."

"Whatever," Squall rolled his eyes.

"Don't give me that," Seifer frowned, walking closer to him. Seifer had taken him out to eat and just to walk around for a while. He knew Squall enjoyed it, he just wouldn't admit it. But, he knew his lover well enough to know.

Squall grunted. "Fine."

"See, I knew you did," Seifer smiled.

"Yeah," he rolled his eyes again, but did smile.

"You're beautiful, Squall," Seifer breathed in the brunet's ear when he pulled him into his arms. He gave him a kiss and pulled away. "I was thinking of going to walk around for a bit." he paused to look at Squall. "Wanna come with me?"

"No," the shorter of the two shook his head. "I'm just gonna lie down."

"Oh... okay. I still wanna go... so I'll come back when I'm done." Seifer gave him another kiss.

"You better."

"Okay," he nodded and left, Squall watching him as he left. He sighed and got ready for bed, hoping Seifer wouldn't be out too late.

Seifer's noticed it was very quiet since it was late, and everyone was in there dorm. He liked it like this, though. He'd come out here often when it was past curfew. Much more peaceful. He enjoyed it. He stopped when he spotted Zell by the training center. "Zell?"

Zell's head snapped over to the voice. "S-seifer?" He blinked.

"What're you doing out here this late?"

"Just thinking. What about you?"

The scarred man shrugged. "Just wanted to come walk around for a bit" Which was true.

"Oh..." Zell trailed off. "Where's Squall?" he asked distastefully.

He blinked, not expecting Dincht to ask him that. "In his room? Why?"

"Just curious," Zell lied, glad that he wasn't with him. "You're always with Squall, so..."

He heard the way chicken's voice changed when he mentioned Squall. Huh, that was strange, Seifer thought, giving the other man a curious glance.

"What?" Zell asked, looking confused at the look Seifer was giving him.

"Nothing," he waved it off. "What were you thinking about?" He was referring to what Zell said he came there for.

"Huh? Oh.. it's nothin'..." he trailed off, biting his lip.

"What is up with you lately, Zell?" Seifer blurted out before he could think.

That startled Zell. "What do you mean?"

"You seem... different? I don't know." Seifer sighed.

Zell glanced at him. Damn, Seifer looked so fucking good. He licked his lips, eying Seifer's figure up up and down, which didn't go unnoticed by the bigger man. "Why him?" It was a whisper, but Seifer heard him.

"Excuse me?" Seifer cocked his head to the side.

"Why him?" The martial artist asked again, louder.

"Why him what? What the hell are you talking about, chickie?" The gunblader was honestly confused. The way he was looking at him was creepy to Seifer.

Zell faced him fully, and Seifer saw something in his eyes. "Why Squall?"

"Why Squall what?"

Zell sighed, frustrated. "Why did you choose Squall and not me?"

Seifer's eyes went wide. "W-what?" To say he was flabbergasted would be an understatement. The hell?

"I want you, Seifer."

Seifer could feel his breath stop. Zell wanted him? How come he never even realized? "Zell..." He was at a loss for words. "I—I'm with Squall."

"What's he got that I don't?" he spat out.

"Zell..." Seifer swallowed. "I—I love him."

Those words stung Zell, deeply. "Why? Why can't it be me?" He didn't know why he was doing this now, but now that he started, he couldn't stop himself. "I want you, Seifer."

"Zell... I'm sorry... But I just don't see you that way."

Zell snarled. "What's so special about him? He was always so cold to you. I don't know why you want someone like him."

"Zell, that's enough! I love Squall. Stop talking about him like that," Seifer glared at him.

"Oh? Why not? All Squall ever did was treat you like shit. Always cold and wouldn't barely talk to you. And you love him?" Zell walked closer to the sexy man.

"Yes, I do." Seifer held firm in his answer, knowing that he did love Squall. He backed up as Zell got closer.

"Seifer... I love you. You should be with me," Zell smiled and backed Seifer into a wall.

"Zell, No. I am with Squall." He got worried when Zell looked at him in that same way. "Zell..." He was cut short as Zell pressed his lips hungrily to his, making him gasp. He pushed him away, glaring. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Taking what I want," was his simple answer. "And I want you."

"Zell, stop this," his voice came out shaky.

"I don't think you want me to," he remarked, smirking. "I think you like it." He kissed him again, emanating another gasp. He tried to push Zell off, but Zell was strong.

"Get off of me," he hissed.

"No.." He don't know what's gotten into him. He was just fueld by his desire for the other man, and the jealousy that Squall had him. His hand grasped Seifer's neck, squeezing.

"Z-zell... stop.." he chocked. He felt Zell kiss and suck on his neck. He was struggling, but it was doing no good. Zell was strong. He felt himself go light headed and Zell brought him to the floor. He felt his hands roam. "Fuck...stop!" Seifer tried to punch him, but Zell anticipated this and hit him, hard in his stomach, winding him.

Zell didn't care; he just wanted to have this blond; make him his. He just wanted Seifer. He lowered his hands to Seifer's limp package and started rubbing it. Seifer kept struggling, but Zell was letting up. "Squall..."

Zell slapped him in the face. "Don't say that fuckers name," he hissed, venomously.

"P..please stop..." Seifer gasped. Why was Zell doing this? He felt his pants being removed and started to panic. He didn't want this. He wanted this to stop, but Zell wasn't having it. He felt Zell rub himself against him.

"Seifer..." Zell moaned low. "I want you.." He undid his own pants and spread out the gorgeous man in front of him.

"No.." Seifer let out a small whimper when he felt the other man enter him. It hurt a lot. "S-stop. I don't want this."

"I know you do, Seifer." Zell pushed in, immediately feeling the tight warmth Seifer's hole provided. Hyne, he was in heaven. Seifer just felt so good. He loved the feeling of Seifer writhing under him.

Seifer was crying by this point. The pain was unbearable and he just couldn't hold them in anymore.

Zell pushed in deeper. "Mmm... you feel so good, Seifer." He bent down and kissed Seifer's neck, tasting him. He looked at Seifer. Damn, but he looked breathtaking to almost lost it right there; from the sight of Seifer laying before him, writhing and gasping.

Zell went faster and faster, pounding into him, feeling his end near. "Ohh, Seeifferr..." He moaned loudly, speeding up more.

Seifer wanted it to be over with. He was crying and he hurt so much. He took Seifer's cock in his hands and started pumping him, making him hard.

Seifer started squirming, cursing his body for reacting to the touch. He involuntarily let out a moan... most of it was from pain.

Zell pumped him faster and harder, wanting him to cum, loving the sounds he made. Zell himself was close to cumming.

Seifer came with a gasp and a low scream. Zell followed shortly after... pressing as deep as he could... milking himself completely. "Seifer... mmm."

Seifer was crying and didn't say anything. Embarrassed and ashamed. "Seifer?"

"Just go!" Seifer yelled, crying more.

Zell looked at him and frowned. "Seifer I..."

"J-jus go.." he whimpered, curling in on himself. Zell wisely got dressed and left... realizing Seifer wanted to be alone. As he was walking off, he risked a glance back at Seifer. He wanted to say something... but what? He decided it was best he left for now.



Author's Notes: Well, how was it? This was bugging me so I had to write it... Please review. O will fix any mistakes I have later... Let me know what you think of this... And if you want another chapter... what would you like to see happen? :)



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