Final Fantasy: Something Missing

Confused

Cold, dark, and quiet. It was different from the days before. Pulling his weight up, Squall looked around the empty room. Though he was used to waking up like this... This time it felt off.

Sighing he pulled off the bed and opened the windows curtains, the sunlight blinding him for only a moment, his eyes closing before reopening to view the blue sky. Leaning against the warm glass he released another huff, enjoying the feel of the warm frame.

Standing there, simply letting time pass, he eventually grew bored. Raising his body up, he walked out the door: Immediately he was greeted by the sight of Seifer cooking once again.

Inwardly groaning, he tried to reshift when hands grasped his waist, pulling him close and against another's back. The warmth engulfing him was far too welcoming to push away... Yet too haunting to stay near.

He parted his lips to argue and push the other off when he heard the mumble "I'm sorry," escape.

Confused, he held his ground, not yet pulling away. "For what?" His monotoned response came. He could feel the other hug him tighter, Seifer's head stuffed between his shoulders.

"For not checking what made you snap, for letting you leave with whatever misunderstanding you had." Squall parted his lips to speak again when he was turned, green eyes looking down into his own blue.

Seifer, "please tell me what happened from your half... I want to know what happened. I don't want us to... Be tense, around one another." The blonde confessed, honesty in his eyes.

Squall sighed again, eyes looking down. "What does it matter what your lover says to someone like me? I'm not exactly... Anything to you." he started to pull away now, not wanting to look up but the grasp Almasy's single hand held was more forceful than he thought.

Squall could hear the blonde groan out loud his own gaze shifted up to see a not so well known frown on the blonde's face. "She's not my lover... She was a club buddy, supposed to be a one night stand until I found out about her abusive relationship."

Almasy released the brunet. "I unintentionally got involved and helped her, just for her to get too attached... I didn't mean to drag it out but I feared if I just pushed her away she'll..." He cut off.

Taking a deep breath, he resumed his gaze towards the smaller male. "I specifically told her that I will not get into a relationship with her, and haven't even touched her for more than a month."

This seemed to catch the others attention, the smaller male tilting his head. "But she was still in your house over and over again prior... And you still had plenty of one night stands before me." Leonhart somewhat hissed.

Almasy jolted at the distasteful words. "Whoa. Ok yeah, I sleep around, I know that and yes I have done some fooling around with her but you can't judge me for that. I was pretty torn up after the war and unlike you, needed a sexual release to calm myself... I make sure to keep myself clean though so don't worry about any STDs I'm clean alright?"

The brunet tsk'd. "Sexual relief huh? Good to know." (probably what I was for.) He noted, turning to sit on the table away, his brows furrowed.

Seifer was still standing, staring into space before yelling an agitation. "Come on! Please, can we at least try to be friends? I don't want us to separate after this and just... Disappear."

Stormy hues looked up to meet the frustrated emeralds, his expression softening. "I don't either..." Leonhart looked down, tracing a circle on the table. (If I was a one night stand... Then we don't ever cross that line again... That means we can keep the title rival and maybe friends right?)