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konekomh
Author of 21 Stories

Rated: T - English - Humor/Parody - Seifer A. & Squall L. - Reviews: 3 - Published: 03-02-08 - Complete - id:4107042

Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters other than those that are original. Square Enix does.

Warning: Don’t drink / eat when you read. Hints (?) of shonenai. SxS(?)

konekomh’s ramblings: Another extremely short one-shot, random bunny crossing once in a while and I’d like to capture it being it runs away. Hope you like it!!

This can be considered as a stand-alone or part of the Nocturne series.


Nocturne Op. 4
by konekomh

Balamb Garden, Training Centre

It was late in the middle of the night when a couple of cadets finished with the day’s training and passed by the Secret Area. Footsteps immediately pulled to a halt when a muffled moan drifted from the dark place.

The young fighters shared a look with one another, before nodding in agreement and swiftly moved to press their backs against the doorway and peeked inside.

That’s Seifer Almasy! One of the cadets mouthed with excitement, causing the others to press closer in order to get a better look.

The youngsters had to fight hard from gasping out loud when their eyes landed on the blond sitting on a boulder facing them. The man was banging the back of his head against the railing with his eyes tightly closed as he arched with a loud moan. Face glistening with sweat a tinge of pink had spread across his pale cheek making him look edible.

Oh my goodness! Without really sharing their thoughts with each other the cadets simultaneously exclaimed in their heads. This is sooooo unbelievable!!

There, kneeling between the long legs that had spread wide, was none other than the lion of Balamb. To the cadets’ disappointment his head had blocked the most critical area and it was really up to one’s imagination as to what he was actually doing in that position. But it seemed he was quite busy when he didn’t fight off the fingers that were desperately yanking at his chocolate brown hair.

Emerald green barely opened the blond tried to even out his breath as he glared at the brunet close to his lap, “Squall…”

“Hn?” The man didn’t even bother to look up as he continued his work.

“It’s enough!” Squall would have chuckled at the whine but his mouth was way too busy to give a proper answer.

“Hn…hn…”

Judging from Seifer’s curse and banging his head against the railing the answer was probably negative.

“Squall ! It’s really too much… ah…” The poor cadets had to cover their noses when something warm started dripping over their lips. Some even fainted and nearly dropped to the ground had the others not been there to catch their fallen comrades.

As if answering blond’s complaint the remaining cadets drew a collective gasp when they witnessed the Commander taking a deep breath and leaned closer. And just as the kids were holding their breaths Seifer screamed and forcibly yanked Squall away, causing the smaller man to lose balance and land on his butt.

The mercenaries-in-training swore for a fleeting moment they spotted a trace of hurt passing on the Commander’s ethereal face before he stood and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. With a deep frown Squall turned and spit out the unpleasant taste and bluish grey narrowed to eye Seifer with distaste.

“I’m out of here.” Squall sounded pissed, the cadets decided. Of course, who wouldn’t if they were being forcibly yanked away in the middle of… ahem…

“Wait! Squall you can’t leave me like this!”

“What’s your problem? I told you to go get Kadowaki!”

“But… with this?!”

“What? Afraid of being called impotent?”

“None of that, Squally boy! I doubt you’re that omnipotent as you claim yourself to be.” The cadets shivered when they heard Hyperion being unsheathed, which was answered by the equally deadly noise of Lionheart being lifted.

“You fucking crazy? You should be going to the doc right now instead of pointing your gunblade at me!”

At the clang of the gunblades the cadets quietly sneaked away… not noticing the trail of nosebleed that they had left behind…


Next day in the cafeteria…

Seifer scowled as he stormed down the corridor towards the cafeteria. Wherever he went he was met with hushed whispers and sniggering that were apparently directed at him. The glare of the Head of the Disciplinary Committed surely managed to intimidate some but it seemed to have triggered even more laughter than he could ever imagine. Seifer swore he was about to explode when he saw Squall calmly reading his book with a cup of hot chocolate on the table. The Commander surely was enjoying his break that the Doctor had forced upon him by binding his arm in the sling.

Bluish grey lifted to gauge Seifer’s movement. Without a word the Commander took a sip from his cup nonchalantly before returning to his book.

Pulling out a chair Seifer plopped down like a sack of potato. “Doctor said you’ve done a good job in treating it the first moment with those damned stingy herbs. The wound was far too close to damaging somewhere crucial…”

“Hn.” Eyes still fixed on the words the brunet nodded. Gratitude accepted.

“But it still hurts like hell!” Squall blinked as he thought he’d heard Seifer whining like a wounded puppy.

“And that bitter taste’s still in my mouth.”

“Ok, fine. I owe you one, ok? But you still didn’t need to smear it that harshly.”

“Serves you right for dragging me to the Training Centre when I’m still wearing this. But then that’s some proof of your ability…” Déjà vu hit Seifer square in the face when a wicked smirk suddenly graced the angelic face and turned the beautiful brunet into a hideous demon.

“Hey! None of that!” Before the blond could even consider rising and yanking Squall by the collar of his shirt Seifer halted when he noticed a sudden commotion in the cafeteria. It seemed as though the whole female population in the Garden had packed themselves into the cafeteria. And all of them had a weird expression on their faces, as if they were expecting something. “What’s up with those kids? They acted funny today.”

Seifer gulped when an even more wicked smirk find its way to Squall’s perfect features. With a fine brow raised the brunet just gave a shrug of indifference as he took another sip of his hot chocolate, “Hyne knows.”


Owari
Yay! Another one done! Thanks for reading. If you wonder where the sling comes from you might want to go back to Op. 3...

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Love,
konekomh
March 2008



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