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"Squaaaaaall! Yo!" Zell waved his hand in front of his squad leader's face. "Helloooooo???". Sea-blue eyes blinked, and the scarred youth scowled at his hyperactive companion.

".....what now, Zell?" He said with a flick of sourness in his nearly expressionless voice.

Selphie laughed brightly behind them. "C'mon Zell, leave him alone.. Let's go check out the rest of the train...."

The train was chugging slowly to Timber, Balamb's landscape having given way to the trans-sea tunnel that led to the neighboring country, and Squall could feel the weight of the ocean above the tunnel weighing down on him like a tomb.

Selphie was weaving slightly, he noticed, then.. Zell's eyes drooping shut. "What....?" He forced himself to stand against the weight of the sea.. Against the gravitational force pulling him down, ordering him to

Sleep.

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He felt sick, cold and feverish at once. Kiros was talking to him. Ward had caught him from stumbling in the tall grass.

(Kiros.. Ward.. What?)

"..na? You ok?"

He could see himself dimly reflected in Kiros' body armor, long hair clinging to his face in the sudden sheen of sweat. "I'm a little woozy, all of a sudden.. Must be the heat.." He brushed back his hair. "Why don't we take a little break, huh? You guys set up in the clearing.. We'll have some lunch.. I'm just going to.. I'm gonna walk this off.."

(Laguna. I'm Laguna Loire.)

(I'm an officer in the galbadian army and I hate it)

(I hate it but Kiros and Ward are here, so it's cool...) He watched them turn reluctantly away, and go to the clearing.

Laguna paced in the cool shade of the forest, prying off his body armor. He was cold. Hot. Like a chill was racing through his nerves, but leaving fire in it's wake.

She was touching him with frozen fingertips. Driving him to touch her. Touch himself, as Laguna's long fingers tracked down his own face and through

**softhuman hairlike furfeathers**

(no please...don't..)

(...Stop. I don't want to..) Squall ran his hands down his chest, under the soft knit of his shirt. Under the stiff blue twill of his uniform.

(..stop.. Please..)

**Shewont have youpretty sunshine shewont you belongto me** Shiva's words were teasing cold kisses on the back of his neck, and Laguna tipped his head back and made a soft moan that sent shivers down

his spine. Squall tried to stop himself as she brought his hands lower to the flat planes of his stomach. (Why are you...)

(doing this..who..)

(Doing this..please...)

(Faeries... please..don't)

(Please..) His skin was so soft. Why hadn't he ever noticed before? Why did it matter as the caress of a cool breeze sent gooseflesh trembling across his heated skin? Laguna sighed, swaying slightly as his hands slid lower over the rough surface of the twill

on his thighs and back up, the sensitive, hardening flesh between them beneath his loose black pants

(No! You can't..)

(..stop...please...) begging for his touch. He'd never wanted to be touched so much in his life. His equipment belt fell to the ground with a soft clatter in the dirt.

**Mylittle seedlingsoldier preciousmine** the words were like the quick touch of a cool tounge along the shell of his ear and Squall shivered. Her hand..his ..hand closed over the heated shaft and stroked, even as warmer tears welled up in eyes like the sea.

The breeze pressed chill kisses on Laguna's exposed skin, and dried the tears tracking down his face, licking against the sensitive spots along his

spine arched back as she explored him with his hands. (Oh, god...) Every nerve ending sparkled like snow crystals in the sun from her touch as she discovered every new sensation he could produce from it. Squall bit down on his lip but the tiny sharp pain made the touches sweeter.

**Ilove you littlepet** the icy words echoed through him, as Shiva drove the need in him higher. Squall could taste the damp, coffee-silk strands of Laguna's hair in his own mouth, the faintly sweet musk of his sweat maddeningly

like his own, but different, just enough. Intoxicating on the wave of trembing that was surging in the pit of Laguna's stomach. Her cool touch was slipping inside of him

with his own fingers, and Squall tasted the blood of his own lips as they found the sweetest spot to reach. Laguna's panting breaths became a sharp cry in his ears as they trembling coiled and erupted in a singular, blinding release.

Her delighted laughter rippled around him as Laguna doubled over into the tall grass, gasping. He felt hollowed out and refilled with it

and guilt. (I'm so sorry. So sorry. I brought this on you....)

(..leave me.. Don't...)

(Do this to me again..please..) Laguna took a shuddering breath, one long fingered hand, sticky with dirt and semen flexing for a moment in the earth as he tried to gather his thoughts. His whole body still shook, and his eyes burned with tears.

"LAGUNA!" Kiros' voice, worried in the near distance, shook him out of his revire. (Oh, god!) And he scrambled to clean up and gather his things. "LAGUNA?? Where the hell are you?"

"Uh.. Coming..er.. I'm here.. I.. WHOULP!!!" Laguna's leg twitched in nervous pain, and he tangled in the scattered body armor, falling face first into the ground with a noisy thud.

"Geeze, Laguna? You ok?" Kiros' warm brown eyes were wide with concern at his dishevled commander's apperance.

"Fine.. Fine..aheh.." Laguna smiled up at him, bleary-eyed and red-faced. "Why don't we..head back to the city.. I could really ..really use a drink with you guys..."

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Selphie yawned. "What a strange dream.. But Sir Laguna was so cool!" She stretched and gave a little giggle. "He was so cute with that girl.."

Zell blinked at her. "Heeeyy.. He was a Galbadian soldier right?" The looked at eachother, wide eyed and nodding. "Omigod.. We totally had the same dream!" they shrieked almost in unison. "Yo, Squall, what about you?"

Squall glowered at them, rubbing his thumb against his sore lip. "I dreamt I was a moron." he said with a distant, affected sourness. "Let's not talk about this for now, ok? We'll deal with it back at the Garden..." **in thegarden where myprecious seedling dwells**

Squall shivered and hugged himself for a moment. "C'mon. We've got a job to do."

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