This chapter is going to center mainly around Hayner and Seifer.
Okay, this…wasn't going to work. He'd run all the way here (well, drove rather quickly in regulation with the speed limit), and now he was getting cold feet. He was just standing in the doorway, watching the man in the beanie and long white coat move around the bar, having to work as waiter in the loss of business.
He was so good looking. How come Hayner just realized this now? How come he just barely realized that this man was extremely good looking? He was almost gorgeous…no, he WAS gorgeous. That scar in between his eyes…those beautiful eyes. That body that you could see behind that jacket. So…
"I can't do this." Hayner turned around and stood there, stepping to the side for another person to get into the bar. He couldn't really do this, now could he? This would cause all kinds of complications between them…Seifer thought that Hayner hated him a while ago! Well…that kiss before sort of proved different.
He was shoved forward roughly, stumbling forward pathetically. Hayner turned around angrily, glaring, "What was that for punk!?"
It was a big guy. Big scary guy; but Hayner didn't back down, he never backed down. He glared and tried to get the man's attention. Oh, did he ever get the man's attention.
"What? You want to do something about it?" He was drunk. And he swung at Hayner the first chance he got.
Hayner ducked but felt that little bit of tipsy himself, from those drinks he had from Seifer. He wasn't drunk, just a small buzz at the back of his mind. Only making it a little bit harder for him to move.
He barely caught and dodged the fist flying at him.
"Hayner!" It was Seifer, yelling at nearly the top of his lungs, jumping over the bar to get to the oncoming fight. He'd seen the whole beginning of it, having been … ehm … observing Hayner from a distance.
Seifer walked and shoved the man away towards the door, "Get out of here!"
He had every intention of stopping this fight. He'd encountered many a bar fight in his day, and he wasn't about to let another one of his friends get hurt at another's drunken expense.
Hayner watched as the man got angrier. He flinched and let Seifer run and skid in front of him, effectively block him from the man. He even put his hand on Seifer's back, feeling the man shiver slightly at the contact, despite the situation.
"Watch what your doing, buddy." The man angered with such a slur that you could barely understand what he was saying. He walked forward – or rather stumbled -- and Seifer had stepped in front of Hayner further, putting his arm out and stepping backward so that the other's chest was nearly touching his back. He had every once of full intention of keeping the younger boy from this fight.
The man pulled back and went to punch, and Seifer knew that if he ducked the man would hit Hayner, so he stood just waiting for the attack, clenching his eyes, his arms still out to the sides.
He almost didn't catch the skid of street shoes against the hardwood of the flooring, and the breath of someone in-taking breathe. He almost didn't catch it over the growing crowd of cheers and whoops.
"oof." He heard this gasp of disapproval and pain, and he opened his eyes, to see the back of a painfully familiar shirt, "…Hayner?"
Said blonde boy crumpled forward, the man that punched him having not been holding back at all. Gees, that was painful. Hayner coughed, trying to catch his breath and get his stomach into one piece again. The man growled and rubbed his knuckles, glaring all the way.
"Hayner!" Seifer dropped to his knees behind the man and put his hands carefully on his shoulders, his concerned gaze almost too much for the man writhing in pain, "Are…are you alright?"
"I'll barf up stomach later, but other than that, I'm fine." Hayner laughed, but he slid further on his butt, holding his stomach and coughing up nothing. Seifer gasped and leaned forward, placing his hand over the others. He soothingly rubbed there, hoping that the man would just leave.
But much to their discontent, he didn't: "Stupid brat should have just let me punch you."
Seifer growled and stood abruptly, walking toward the man and raising a fist.
This was going to be…interesting at the least for the people watching.
Seifer nursed his swollen cheek, flexing his jaw, all the while sitting on the sidewalk. His long-time crush sat next to him, holding a tissue to his own nose.
"You bastard! What do you think you're doing to Seifer!"
Hayner couldn't believe that he'd gotten up and helped Seifer beat the living shit out of that guy, even after the gorilla-man had punched him in the stomach. Seifer had already thanked him for getting in the way of that stomach shattering punch, and Seifer even thanked for helping him in the fight.
"Seifer! Stop this minute!"
Seifer smirked and started rolling around his arm in the socket, glancing over at Hayner, who was smiling himself. Seifer spoke up, spitting some blood from loose teeth off to the side, "Shit, we did a number to that guy didn't we?"
"Don't you mean he did a number to us?" Hayner laughed back, wincing at the feeling in his sore stomach, "he alone could throw us around like a rag doll. It didn't help that his friends got involved."
"Seifer! You're SO fired!"
"I didn't like that job anyway." Seifer leaned back on his good arm, "I'll get another one…"
"You know, there's a good position at the Piggly Wiggly opening up." Hayner laughed, just trying to imagine Seifer in a Piggly Wiggly uniform.
Seifer snorted, "Piggly Wiggly? Who the hell would work in a place like that?"
"And here I thought that you listened." Hayner nearly flinched at that comment, but snorted, taking off the tissue and flexing his nose, "That's where I work."
"Ahh, well I guess I can give it a chance."
Hayner and Seifer broke out laughing.
"And YOU! You are banned from this bar, both you and you're stupid goonies! You too Hayner!"
Seifer pressed his cheek and hissed at the growing bruise. This was going to be a nice scar tomorrow. Hayner glanced over and raised his brows, smirking and leaning over, bringing his hand up and looking at the bruise, "Stop moving, looser."
"That's nice to say to a person who just got nearly beaten to death!"
Hayner poked the bruise in punishment, "it's not that bad. I got worse."
Hayner smirked and looked at the bruise, letting his hand rest on Seifer's other cheek, and he smirked lighter and softer, laying the most feather-light kiss on it. He glanced up at Seifer with a confident smirk, but that blush gave him all away, "better now? Stop whining."
"Wow, two kisses in one day?" Seifer laughed, looking down into those swirling eyes, "I'm a lucky guy…but yet again…I don't think that that one kiss will heal me all the way. Another one?"
Hayner grunted with a smile and pushed Seifer with his hand on the chest, "Don't push it, bar-boy."
"Excuse me, that's former bar-boy to you," Seifer laughed, then went silent, both of them feeling the cold and tepid air on his cheeks and trough his hair and over his bare arms. He distinctly felt and saw Hayner shiver and hug himself from the cold.
"Here." Seifer shrugged off his useless jacket and slung it sideways over Hayner's shoulders, so that it had at least some use. Hayner shook his head:
"No, you don't have a shirt on you crazy." He laughed and scooted next to Seifer in a rash decision and wrapped his arms around the other's waist, leaning heavily on him, "Here, share warmth."
Seifer was utterly speechless. He couldn't breath basically, and the blush on his face was covering his entire cheek. At least he wasn't shivering any more…He hesitantly reached over and took Hayner's chin in his fingers and pulled the boy's face up, looking him in the eyes.
He gulped and closed his eyes, the blush still on his face, "Can…can I kiss you…again?"
"Dumbass, that's what I was waiting for." Hayner laughed, and leaned in, taking the first initiative.
Seifer hesitantly let his eyes slide closed, and he moved his arm around Hayner's shoulders, bringing them closer.
"KYAAA!!!!"
They sprung apart as if on fire. They kept a hold of each other, but their lips ceased to touch. The glared at the person interfering with their first real kiss.
"LOOK AT THAT!" Selphie (AN: what, you think I forgot Selphie? I didn't forget Selphie! She was just…on vacation! That's right! I didn't forget Selphie, she was just on vacation!) exclaimed to her new boyfriend: Tidus. She pulled on his arm and pointed toward the two men, "I SO told you I had gay friends! And now, you are staying my boyfriend because you're a witness for blackmail!"
"Like I'd ever deny kissing Hayner." Seifer rolled his eyes and leaned his forehead against the blondes, pretend-swooning in Selphie's direction, "He's such a sweet guy, I think I'll fall head over heels."
"You already have, you prick." Hayner glowered at Seifer, and then pulled away, standing up and fighting off the sudden loss of warmth, "I'm going to my car, thank you very much."
Seifer glared daggers at Selphie, mouthing 'you are SO dead.' She just ruined his moment with Hayner, and anyone who interrupts that, dies.
"Seifer,"
He looked up at his boyfriend clad in army-camo pants. Was Hayner his boyfriend now? He'd have to ask.
"Want to go get some dinner? I'm starved."
Seifer stumbled over his words, speechless for the third time this night. Did Hayner just ask Seifer out on a date!? "Like as in date!?"
"No, as in strict business proposal. No duh it's a date, stupid!" Hayner exclaimed, that blush fixing itself to sleep on his cheeks, "now you coming or not?"
"YEAH!" Seifer jumped up and ran over to the other, grabbing his arm and swinging him around, "I finally get to go on a date with my Hayner-luv!"
"Call me that again and die!" Hayner exclaimed, pushing Seifer away from him and stalking to the car, "And if you don't quiet down a little, I'll take back what I said and call the whole thing off! No date!"
Seifer shut up, but couldn't hold himself back from holding Hayner's hand all the way until he had to let Hayner off to go home…
…That was the most weirdest love thingy I've written ever. Yes, me knows that I'm good grammarist. Me in best English class at school! Hmm...there MIGHT be one more chapter after this one. I wouldn't know what to write though!