Yah...I know what your thinking *eyes audience*...I am NOT lazy.....I'm just going slow for reasons such reasons as this...uh...I guess 1) School..... I've gotta get my eg-a-ma-ca-tion.....bear with me here.... 2). This chapter has been changed several times to fit the plot..... 3) uhhh...I'm sorry?? *uses puppy-dog eyes* Anywho...if you still wanna read... here is some use info.... Oh yah...they' re stiilllll not mine.... maaannnnn....tch.. Warning: Finally some sexuality...well...self pleasure...MASTURBATION, OKAY?? *pants* A poor attempt at lime down there...I'm warning you.... oha... and the same m/m sex thing applies to the rest of my story.....soooo...sit back re-lax and watch Squall get hot south of the equator...heh, heh... *winks*

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Rubbing my eyes, I slowly pushed my door key in the lock. I eased the door open and poked only my head in. Cautiously listening for any sounds of movement, I stare out into the darkness of my room. Nothing but silence. . . . "Seifer?" I called out, slightly worried. Still nothing. As soon as I reached over to flip the lightswitch, I heard soft breathing coming from the couch. Careful not to let too much light enter the room, I squeezed my body through the crack of the door. Sighing to myself, I made my way over to the bed and climbed in fully clothed minus boots and multiple belts. I glanced over at the bright red digits on my clock. "Damn, only 8:30 and I'm this tired?" I breathed slowly while gazing around the dark room before curling up and snuggling in the soft blankets. Soon, sleep overtook me.

"No.... Don't....please stop......PLEASE....DON'T!!!"

I awoke to the sound of moaning and much movement. I looked around the dark room noticing that it only about 2:00 in the morning. Damnit!!! I'll never be up early enough to score an empty table in the cafeteria.

Erm... but, that's beside the point... Anyway, what is Seifer doing? God! Who knew he was such a hornball. I guess a guy has needs.... I lay back in bed attempting to sleep, not wanting to press the issue and embarrassing him....

"No...please...don't....you're-- you're hurting me......Stop..."

I shot up in bed realizing that he had been dreaming, not masturbating. I felt my cheeks grow hot with blood. I quickly shrugged off my embarrassment, leaned over and switched on the lamp.

Slowly, I slid reluctantly from underneath my comfortable blankets and tip- toed over to where Seifer rested so disturbed. He continued to toss and turn and writhe against the uncomfortable-looking couch.

"Please....No..." His cries increased in volume.

I crouched down at level with the writhing boy beneath me. I noticed that his clothes were damp with sweat and his hair was plastered to his forehead. I hesitantly pushed the golden locks out of his beautiful face and moved to caress his cheek.

Looking down, I saw that the top buttons of his shirt were undone. The hand that was seemingly glued to his face slowly slid down to where neck met shoulder. I carefully explored the skin with my eyes, watching as the muscles underneath jumped as he continued to breathe heavily...

Out of nowhere, a darkly toned hand that belonged to Seifer sprung up and gripped my wrist tightly. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Leonhart?" His deep-set voice startled me. My eyes lowered to watch the floor as if it could save me.

"I... I'm s-sorry" I stuttered as I tried to ease my hand out of his grip, but, he held onto me.

"Oh, Leonhart," he mocked, that conceited smirk reappearing, " I never knew you had a thing for me." He reached out with his free hand and gently caressed my burning cheek. His grip on my wrist had loosened enough for me to yank it back.

"Fuck you, Almasy!" I growled, frustrated. I stomped over to my bed and punched the light switch off. Yanking the covers over my head, I heard Seifer chuckling. I shut my weary eyes tightly as the room regained its silence. I then relaxed and once again, drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

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When I awoke, it was almost noon. I was pissed at myself for sleeping so late... until... I smelled it......

Bacon. Pancakes. Eggs. Ham.......

I found myself slipping out of bed and trudging to the kitchen, my nose leading the way.

I stood in the doorway shocked and I watched Seifer expertly cook breakfast. He turned, obviously feeling my eyes burn into him, and motioned for me to sit. I languidly sauntered over to the nearest chair and stumbled into it, my eyes never leaving his figure. After what had seemed like hours of silence save for grease popping and eggs breaking, Seifer finally spoke up, "Do you like butter on your pancakes?"

"..........." I answered, not knowing what to say.

He shifted around to look at me and waved his arms up and down. "Yo! Leonhart!....Earth to Leonhart...Come back to Earth, Squally- boy!" I cringed.

"Why are you being nice?" I questioned rudely, my eyes narrowing.

He said nothing as he placed a hot plate in front of me. I only stared at the still- hissing bacon in wonder...

"Aren't you gonna eat?" Seifer asked, stuffing a huge slab of ham between his cheeks, munching like there was no tomorrow. I found that my eyes narrowed even further. He sighed.

"Look Squall.... I don't know what goes on in that pretty little head of yours, but you are allowing me to share a room with you even after all I've put you and everyone else through! So...I just thought I'd be nice for a change and cook you a nice hot breakfast," He paused and grinned smugly, "Besides, you're all twiggy and shit." To emphasis his point, he scooped up the one pale arm that rested on the table-top, turned he nose up at it, and allowed it to flop back onto the hard surface below it. He went back to greedily stuffing his face.

I stared at his sloppiness for a while before reaching and picking up my own fork. I poked at the food suspiciously with the toothy end of the utensil. I failed at finding any spit or snot in my breakfast so I gave up search and pushed a piece of pancake in my mouth. During breakfast, neither of us spoke. Hell, we didn't even make eye contact.

After finishing my last strip of bacon, I looked up to see Seifer quietly sipping coffee, gazing at me intently. I began to feel uncomfortably hot under his eyes. I stood from my seat and tried to address him politely.

"Thank you for breakfast, Seifer... I'm gonna go take a shower. You may take one later, if you want, " His eyes locked to mine for a long moment until I looked to the floor, "I'll--uh.... I'll wash the dishes myself, so don't worry about them." I shrugged.

On my way to the bathroom, I grabbed a pair of black baggy pants, boxers, and a red T-shirt. Locking the bathroom door, I proceeded to cut on the warm water. I began disrobing while waiting for the water to become hot enough. Stepping into the shower, I switched gears and thought back to Seifer laying hot and sweaty on my couch. My arousal grew instantly. I traced patterns over the planes of my chest and paused to caress a nipple. I gasped as my other hand squeezed my rigid manhood. I imagined it was Seifer touching me... His hands on me... Fondling my body...

"Oh, God," I breathed as I idly began to stroke my twitching cock. I traced the head lightly while bringing my 'unoccupied' hand downward to gently grasp my balls. A strangled moan escaped my flushed lips, "Seifer," I whispered," Oh....G-God..." The fist on my firm penis stroked faster and I was moaning loudly. I paused and looked down, noting that my sex had already begun dripping with pre-cum.

With my other hand, I reached around and allowed my finger to probe between my cheeks. I hesitantly pushed a single slender digit into my tight hole and found that it was a bit painful, but I liked it. I thought about having Seifer shove his full cock into me... I longed for it....

I pushed another finger within me. I winced slightly as I explored deeper....deeper......"Deeper!" I cried moving my fingers rapidly in and out of my body, hitting my sweet spot over and over until I was pushed over the edge. I cried out sharply as beads of milky white fluid escaped through the slit of my sex. I continued to drain myself until my cock went limp. I pressed my hands against the wall of the shower in an attempt to catch my breath. I bathed thoroughly, washing all of any evidence of my essence down the drain.

What the hell drove me to jerk off with Seifer in my mind? I'm not even gay... At least, I don't think....No! What the hell is wrong with me... OH MY GOD!!! I'm not a fag....... But....Seifer is sexy, I won't deny that... And he was all hot and sweaty and breathing hard.......wait....He was dreaming....What was he even drea---

"NO!!! No, no, no, no, !!!"

A scream jolted me out of my thoughts. I quickly dressed and sprinted to where the terrible cry emanated from--My room... There, I found Seifer huddled in the corner hugging his knees to his chest, shivering, bawling his eyes out.

"Seifer, what the hell happened?" I was puzzled.

********************************************* Author's Notes: heh, heh... well sort of a 'cliff hanger'...not that anyone reads this shit anyway.... *sniff*.......And, Yah, I know the whole masturbation thing could've been better.... I 'll do soooo much better at writing that hot monkey sex that Seifer and Squall will have in the near future...I PROMISE!!! ^_^..... meanwhile, I need suggestions...how can I get the plot going better or is it fine?.....comments? questions? FLAMES??...REVIEW!!!...THX....