Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy 8.

I am so sorry for the long wait. It couldn't be helped. Many, many thing kept getting in the way. First there was writer's block, then a broken computer, then writer's block again, and then I sort of forgot about it.

Many, many apologies.

And many, many more apologies to come, because I'm sorry to tell you that I won't be able to update this story as often as would have liked.

Hell, I don't think I might be able to update any of my other stories for a while.

Again I apologize. I'm not sure what the problem is this time. I think I might be coming down with something as I haven't been feeling like myself lately.

Please enjoy this chapter. Once I'm feeling well again I'll try to update.

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Chapter 3

Once school was out and their fencing class over, Squall and Seifer headed home. After dinner, in the safety of their room, Squall opened the issue with Seifer.

"I think we should go." Squall said.

Seifer turned away from his homework to look at his step brother.

"Are you sure?" Seifer asked. "I thought you didn't like parties."

Squall shrugged.

"I don't," Squall replied. "But I'm willing to give it a shot. What do you say?"

Seifer appeared to consider it. He pondered it for a moment before turning back to Squall.

"How would we get there?" Seifer asked.

"Selphie and Zell will wait at the corner of the street in Zell's car to pick us up," Squall said, "We wait till our dads go to bed, sneak out tonight, go with Zell and Selphie, and come back around 2.30. What do you say?"

Seifer thought about it. It sounded tempting and feasible. Laguna and Hayden had a habit of turning in early on week days. So Seifer and Squall may be able to climb in and out the window without being detected.

Seifer looked at the digital clock on top of the bedside table between their beds. It was already 7.30. Laguna and his dad would be tucking in in a couple of hours, have a romp for an hour or two, and then call it a night.

"Okay, I'm game," Seifer said.

*

When 8.25 rolled by, Laguna had ducked in to check on the boys. Seifer and Squall had been sitting on Squall's bed playing on their PlayStation 3 in their home clothes.

When the clock hit 9.31 it had been Hayden's turn to drop in on his way to bed. Both boys had been at their respective laptops surfing the web.

When the clock finally hit 10.55 Seifer and Squall had already been dressed and silently sneaking out of the window to meet with Selphie and Zell.

The boys instantly spotted Zell's BMW parked at the corner.

"Hey guys," Selphie greeted them.

"Glad you could make it," Zell said as he turned on the engine and pulled the car away. "We're gonna have so much fun tonight."

"Come on lets go chicken-wuss," Seifer said as he and Squall hopped in the back seats.

"Don't call me chicken-wuss again or you're walking home," Zell threatened.

"Yeah, yeah…bitch bitch bitch." Seifer taunted with an arrogant smirk.

"Wait isn't the party the other way?" Squall asked as he noticed the direction the car was taking.

"Yeah, but we got to pick up Irvine, we promised to take him with us." Selphie said.

Squall bristled at the mention of Irvine. Suddenly the night wasn't as attractive as he imagined it might be.

A few minutes later the car parked infront of the Kinneas house and Irvine sauntered out. The auburn haired teen was dressed in tight leather pants; knee high leather boots, and sleeveless black duster coat with nothing underneath.

Selphie whistled in appreciation.

"Damn Irvine, you look hot."

Irvine smirked and winked at the blond female before moving to the back and purposely moving to the right rear side door so as to sit right next to Seifer.

Once inside, Irvine slithered right up next to Seifer to plaster himself to the blond's side. Squall had to restrain himself from growling or reaching over to scratch the other's eyes out.

"Hello Seifer," Irvine purred in Seifer's ear, "You're looking very sexy tonight."

Seifer smirked.

"What else do you expect from a man of my caliber?" the blond asked.

Squall rolled his eyes and sat back to look out the car window.

If Irvine was going to attempt to flirt with Seifer the whole evening it was going to be a long night.

Squall turned back to look at Seifer.

Maybe, he didn't have to allow the auburn man to win. Maybe he could do something about it.

Squall suppressed his smirk as he began to concoct separate plans for Seifer and Irvine.

TBC

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