Series: Final Fantasy VIII (8)
Pairing: Zell Dincht & Squall Leonhart
Theme: 30 Kisses # 28 - Wada Calcium CD3
Status: one-shot, finished
Rating: G
Warnings: n/a
Notes: Chaste as can be.

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"Why do I need Calcium pills, Ma?"

"Because you're a growing boy, Zell. Now stop complaining and take them."

"But why do I need to take them everyday? Aren't I tall enough?"

"Because it's a daily supplement, silly. Now be a good boy and take it."

It's not fair. After all the Wada Calcium CD3 pills I've taken as a kid, I'm still not very tall. In fact, shorter than Squall, who I'm sure never took a calcium pill in his life.

I guess I have what you call the short-person syndrome. Damn.

The blond martial artist shadowboxed in the corner of the room, punting out some unseen frustrations. Squall frowned at him. It wasn't abnormal to see Zell shadowboxing randomly, but it didn't mean that he could ignore it wholeheartedly.

"Hey Squall," Zell asked, abruptly stopping in his tracks.

"What," Squall responded.

"Just curious, what did you eat when you were growing up?"

Squall raised an eyebrow at the question. Of all the stupid things he's been asked before, this had to have outdone the rest.

"No really, it was just on my mind, was wondering how you got so tall..."

"Why don't you ask Seifer," Squall nearly snapped.

"Seifer!? Why would I ask him!" Zell retorted.

He's taller than all of us, that's why, you idiot, Squall thought.

"Oh right, fine. Don't tell me then!" Zell fumed and returned to shadowboxing even harder.

Squall just stared at him for a few moments until Zell felt paranoid.

"What?" Zell stopped, placing his hands on his hips. The brunette noticed that he wasn't even the slightest out of breath.

"Why do you do that so much?"

"Do what? Oh, shadowbox?" The frown slid off his face, replaced by a feral grin. "It feels good, that's why."

"Oh." Squall pondered this for a moment, but couldn't imagine himself shadowboxing to feel good, or so Zell said.

"Okay I answered your question, now answer mine!"

Squall stared at Zell incredulously. He shouldn't have let his curiosity get the better of him.

"I didn't eat anything special, if that's what you're asking," Squall sighed.

"Man! That sucks! I guess I couldn't beat my genetics." The blonde made one final hit then shook his arms loose, sighing.

"Why do you want to be taller anyway," Squall asked.

"More questions?" Zell grinned and made Squall flinch. "Well, it's hard to find a girlfriend, being short, I guess."

"A girlfriend?" Squall said it as if it was in a foreign language.

"Yeah... heh, I know it sounds stupid. Forget I said that then," Zell looked downward.

"Hey, one more question then," Squall said immediately.

"Sure, why not," Zell looked up again.

"How about a guy?"

Eyes widened, Zell nearly stumbled backwards. "What about a guy?"

Squall sighed. There was no getting through to this guy without actually doing something, was there. He took a step forward, usually too close for his own comfort, and leaned into Zell's lips.

Surprising himself, Zell didn't push him away or do anything at all. He just stood there, accepting.

When the two separated, Squall had nothing to say, and it seemed like Zell didn't either.

Well, that was a big mistake, Squall thought to himself, but at least there was nobody else around and Zell wasn't the type to tell anyone.

"I guess I wouldn't mind being shorter if it were a guy," Zell grinned as usual, and Squall was a little baffled as to how well he was taking it. "Now my turn, why me?"

"Do I really have to answer that," Squall grumbled.

Then Zell started laughing, and Squall found himself unable to contain his smile.

Calcium pills or not, what came naturally had the best turnout anyway.

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Rady finished a drabble Final Fantasy @ 11:11:54 am

Series: Final Fantasy VIII (8)
Pairing: Zell Dincht & Squall Leonhart
Theme: 30 Kisses # 25 - Fence
Status: one-shot, finished
Rating: G
Warnings: n/a
Notes: One perfectly innocent drabble. Maybe a little too ambiguous, but heh. I also cannot remember what the Dincht house looks like, so I kinda fudged it a bit. Hehehe.

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I've always wanted a cozy house in a nice neighborhood, not too quiet, not too loud. I always thought, when my SeeD days are over, I would settle down in Fisherman's Harbour and seclude myself. Now that Seifer is living there, I've been forced to rethink my dream location.

"I want to move to Timber! I think it's romantic~!"

"Now now, do we really want to disturb the sanctity of Rinoa's hometown?" ushered a grinning Irvine.

"What sanctity, she told me Timber has the hottest night club after hours!" thumped a determined Selphie.

"I thought you just said you think it's romantic," he quirked a brow under his cowboy hat.

"It's got both, just right for you and me," Selphie said with a grin.

Well, that rules out Timber, even though it wouldn't have been ideal either, given that I would be under the watchful eye of my ex-girlfriend's father and his goonies.

"Hey Squall, what about you?"

The sound of my name snapped me out of my reverie, and I looked at Selphie, pretending as if I wasn't listening in the first place.

"Where would you want to move? Winhill? Your uh I mean Laguna's got his old place there and since he hardly goes, would you want to move there?" she piped.

"No," I said flatly.

"What about Esthar? I remember those presidential suites even though we never got to stay in one. Pretty sweet, won't you say?" Irvine grinned, rather pleased with himself for some stupid reason probably.

I wince inwardly. Why must they always think that I would want to be associated with that doofus? He might be my father, but I certainly don't feel like his son. So that rules out Winhill and Esthar...

"Earth to Squall! Anyone home?"

"......"

Selphie shrugged when I didn't respond. "Hm, well what about Zell? Where would you think he'd want to move?"

"Zell already has a home, he's a momma's boy, remember?" mused Irvine.

"Ohhh right! I forget," she smacked herself soundly on the forehead. "Hey Squall, what about Dollet? It's got a nice view and everything!"

And Zell, you mean. Do I really want to be living near him? Isn't it enough that I have to put up with his boundless energy now, do I really have to put up with it for the rest of my life?

"Selphie, sweetie, I don't think Squall's even listening to us," Irvine patted her shoulder gently.

"Hey guys, what are you all talking about?" a familiar voice interrupted, soon to be joined by the matching feral grin, tattoo, and gelled blond hair that was so difficult to miss as Zell came sprinting towards us.

"We were just talking about where we'd want to live once all this is over, you know, where to settle!" Selphie answered.

"Interesting, so fill me in!" Zell grinned between the happy couple.

"Well, we we haven't decided on a location just yet, but I think Timber's a good place to settle down!"

"Yeah, you think Timber's nice," scoffed Irvine.

"Hey!! I took your interests into consideration too!" Selphie said loudly, smacking Irvine's arm in the process.

"Okay okay! Timber's great!"

"Heh heh..." smirked Selphie. "You'd want to go back home to Dollet, though, right, Zell?" she added a moment later.

"Uh, well, I guess so... that or..." Zell mumbled.

"Or? You have another place in mind? SPILL IT!" Selphie demanded.

"I don't know honestly, I haven't given it much thought, but I don't think I'd mind any place as long as I'm with the person I love, right?" Zell said, rubbing the back of his head.

"Ooooooh do you have someone in mind?" Selphie elbowed Zell, mischief written all over her face.

As much as I had been trying to ignore this conversation, I found myself looking at Zell and waiting for his answer. He blushed some more and looked back and forth like a cornered chocobo.

"Well, I, uh, yeah I do, but, it's just in my mind," his cheeks a shade of pink that even his tribal tattoo couldn't hide.

"I want to know!! Who is it?" Selphie leaned in, eyes gleaming.

"Now now, it's not polite to ask, let the man answer when he's ready," Irvine soothed his girlfriend, although his expression betrayed his inner thoughts.

Looking at Zell now, I realized that if I were to say anything at all, this would be the time.

"I think Dollet's a good place to live," I said quietly but loud enough for the group of three to hear.

"Huh, Squall? I didn't think you were listening to us," Irvine straightened up, looking over at me.

"I also decided I'd like a two-story house with a view and a white fence around it."

"Wow, isn't that a little specific?" Selphie pondered aloud, looking skyward.

"Yeah, how about a little too specific," Irvine raised a questionable yet amused eyebrow at me.

"Why does that sound so familiar," she blinked rapidly, seemingly deep in thought.

Zell glanced over at me, blushing a deep shade of red, then looked away as soon as he saw me looking at him too.

"Hey Zell, do you know a place like that? I mean, you should know your neighborhood pretty well, right?" Selphie asked. "Uh, Zell?"

Then Irvine erupted in laughter while Zell remained silent, and Selphie looked at him, completely baffled.

"Of course he knows, Squall just described Zell's house!"

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Rady finished a drabble Final Fantasy @ 04:25:57 pm

Series: Final Fantasy VIII (8)
Pairing: Zell Dincht & Squall Leonhart
Theme: 30 Kisses # 14 - Radio-Cassette Player
Status: one-shot, finished
Rating: G
Warnings: n/a
Notes: A quickie funnie! I chose their voices based on the seiyuu who 1) voiced some version of them or 2) did their motion acting. Kekeke. It gets a little OOC, but I hope you'll enjoy anyway! :D The little bit of song lyrics are from "The Poor Side of Town" by Johnny Rivers and "You are the Sunshine of my Life" by Stevie Wonder.

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"I just can't make it without you~," hummed the man, gelled hair bouncing up and down, tattoo framing the left side of his face.

"Why can't you listen to your music quietly?" the man next to him muttered, unknown to the blonde with headphones who was busy jamming to his radio-cassette player.

Squall shook his head and contemplated what he could do to shut him up. His friend not only talked incessantly, blabbing about his immense knowledge or about nothing at all, but he also liked to sing. Not that his voice was unpleasant to hear, but when you hear it more often than the voice inside your head, it gets just a little aggravating. His singing, however, was another story. To say that he sung out of tune was an understatement.

But Zell was awfully cute when he was singing.

He shook his head clear of that thought and continued walking alongside the bouncing martial artist.

"So tell me, are you gonna stay now~?" was followed immediately with a falsetto, "Gonna stay now, ooh~ahh!"

A horrible shudder passed through Squall, and he realized he couldn't stand it anymore.

With a turn of step, Squall confronted Zell and, although the blonde was alarmed, he instinctually grasped his headphones before Squall reached them.

"Hey no way man--!" he started, only to realize that Squall's lips were firmly planted on his. His eyes bulged, and the chatting around them ceased.

"You are the sunshine of my life," Squall hummed considerably in tune as he walked ahead, leaving a bewildered chocobo and gawking teammates frozen behind his tracks.

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Rady finished a drabble Final Fantasy @ 04:19:40 pm

Series: Final Fantasy VIII (8)
Pairing: Zell Dincht & Squall Leonhart
Theme: 30 Kisses # 3 - Jolt!
Status: one-shot, finished
Rating: PG-15
Warnings: suggestions and hints to foreplay
Notes: Random scene, random drabble. I think the ending sucks so I apologize ahead of time. R&R please?

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"Oh yeah? Bring it on!"

A grunt and a leather boot grinding into the dirt before the scarred brunette took off, flying off towards his opponent.

"That's right, keep coming," came the voice, tinged with excitement behind a feral grin.

Gunblade raised and deadly, arms ready to bring the weapon down in a diagonal strike, but before he could make impact, steel-knuckled gloves caught him in the solar plexus, and the gunblade specialist slumped over the crouched blonde, who took care to aim another carefully placed uppercut square into his jaw. One more punch, and the brunette ended up sprawled on the floor, his weapon spinning out of his grasp and landing beyond his reach.

"Damn it..." came the defeated reply, slamming the back of his head into the dirt floor beneath.

Jogging over, the boy named Zell Dincht crouched down by his side and grinned.

"I win," he said triumphantly.

"......" came the reply from the injured brunette, eyes closed and lips tight.

"Okay okay, I'll heal you now," the blonde sighed and plopped down into sitting position. Curative magic formed at his fingertips as he worked over his friend, showering him with what seemed like a flowing stream of green sparkles and mist.

A few moments later, a heavy sigh and shudder left the body, and Squall Leonhart's eyes fluttered open.

"Thanks..." he said, raising a gloved hand to his forehead.

"No problem, the least I could do after KO'ing you," mused the martial artist.

Zell tried to get up, but he fell flat on his butt again.

It was Squall's turn to grin this time.

"Ow... think I need to heal myself too," he chuckled and raised his hands to cast Cure on himself, only to find Squall's hands on his arms.

"Let me," he spoke softly, and his firm gaze stilled the blonde. The sitting boy closed his eyes and waited for the curative magic to set in, but instead, found hands unbuckling his belt.

"Hey what--" he started but was cut off abruptly when Squall roughly pushed him onto his back and smothered his lips with his own. A jolt of lightning flashed across his eyes when his head collided with the hard dirt ground underneath, which was soon replaced with a hot flash as his cheeks blushed crimson. Zell was all too aware of the leatherbound body crushing him, and not to mention the moist lips that covered his.

A moment later, Squall stopped suddenly and rolled off Zell to a sitting position. He rubbed his head as if he had a rising headache while Zell just laid next to him, silent as well and staring blankly upwards, huffing and puffing.

"Wh... wha..." the bewildered boy stammered but couldn't find the words to say anything. Another moment of silence passed between them before Squall took his hand away from his head.

"Sorry..." He tried to find an excuse for his actions, but found that he couldn't say anything. "I didn't mean to do that," was all that he could come up with.

Silence again. Then Zell erupted.

"Yeah you SHOULD be sorry! You can't just do that and then pull away!"

Ignoring his aching body, Zell sat up and squared himself up with Squall. He grabbed the brunette's head, and this time, he initiated the kiss. The two remained like that, kissing each other fervently and tasting each other's mouths, with Zell's hands massaging through Squall's hair. A minute later, they broke apart, gasping for air and weary.

An awkward silence settled in again, and Squall found his eyes fixated on Zell's unbuckled belt. The blonde found his gaze and quirked an eyebrow. Of all the times he had wished Squall would notice him, this was not the way he would've imagined it.

"Can I ask you something?" one whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Can you move?"

"Yeah, well I tried earlier until..."

Silence washed over the two again.

"Sorry..." Squall mumbled under his breath.

"Wha.. no, no I was just... surprised.. is all..." Zell stuttered. What am I saying? More than surprised, I was... happy for a moment there? "I think we should head back..."

As the words left Zell's mouth, Squall felt a sour taste in his own. Something went very wrong, but he didn't know what.

"Thanks for the sparring session..." the word thanks seemed so foreign to him that he shuddered while saying it.

"Ah.. the pleasure was mine," Zell said, trying to chuckle, only find something heavy lodged in his throat.

Squall headed off first, and Zell quickly followed after buckling his belt. The two walked quietly back to their dormitory, Zell's unhealed wounds forgotten for the time being. When they approached Squall's room to split ways, the brunette suddenly grasped the other boy's arm, causing him to flinch.

"Let me at least heal you first," Squall managed to say.

"My room's just over there, Squall," Zell smiled, but he couldn't look at him.

"Fine."

"Wait! I mean, unless you want to... uh..." Zell's voice trailed off along with his thought patterns. Exactly what was he trying to say?

The wait seemed insanely long, and Squall finally gave up. Gunblade dropped and forgotten, and with a terrible shove, he slammed the shorter boy into his door. Zell winced noticeably, but Squall didn't pay him any mind as they were locked mouth to mouth and clinging to one another. Fumbling through the kiss, Squall managed to enter the correct keycode at his door, and the two tumbled into his room as he turned the handle. Kicking the door close behind them, Zell pushed Squall towards the bed, never once breaking their kiss. It was amazing how well Zell knew the inside of Squall's room, even though he had never given it a second thought before.

The boys crashed onto Squall's impeccably made bed, disturbing the otherwise very neat room. Gloves discarded, desperately clawing at each other's clothes, Zell's chest was bared first, and as they rolled over, Squall's crushing weight made the injuries very hard to ignore.

"Stop, stop," Zell twisted his head out of Squall's reach. "You're hurting me."

"Right..." Squall snapped back to reality, sat up between Zell's legs, and prepared to work curative magic over the boy.

It was then that someone started rapping loudly on the door.

"Hey, hey Squall are you in there? Are you all right? What's the commotion? Your gunblade is outside the door," came the female voice.

Frozen in their actions, it was Zell who paled. How awkward it would be if Rinoa tested the doorknob and found that it was open? Being pinned underneath Squall, wounded, and hands in all the wrong places? Squall must have been thinking the same exact thing, but he broke the reverie quicker by responding.

"Nothing, I'll get it myself. Give me a minute first," he said monotonously, as if nothing happened.

"Okay... if you say so," piped Rinoa's cheerful voice. "Or I can just come in--"

"I'm busy," he cut in.

"Oh... Well when you're free then, just come by my room, I wanted to talk to you."

"Okay," Squall responded, eyes transfixed on the door. Zell stared at Squall, mind racing with the same phrase over and over again, please let her go away, please...

When her soft footsteps pattered away down the hall, Squall and Zell finally inhaled, the brunette collapsing on top of Zell anew, eliciting a painful squeak from the blonde.

"Sorry, I meant to heal you..." Squall sat up again, calling forth the stock of curative magic in the back of his mind.

"Hey Squall, I know you're busy and all but..." the voice froze mid-sentence, having walked into the room unwelcomed.

Just when they had let their guard down, Rinoa had entered the room without them noticing. Unfortunately now, the situation was a little alarming. Squall sitting right up against Zell's widespread legs, Zell's chest in clear view, and Squall's clothes disheveled, along with his hair.

"What... what the.... HELL IS THIS?" Rinoa blurted out, and the boys both groaned simultaneously. This was going to be bad.

"..." came Squall's brilliant reply.

"I... I don't... wait, this has got to be a nightmare. This isn't happening." Hands holding Squall's gunblade, she hefted the weapon up and down, as if to test her sense of touch. "I'm going to.. go now," she said quietly after a moment's silence. She turned her back to the occupants of the room and whispered, "If this didn't happen, you'll be in my room in the next minute. Squall."

She dropped Lionheart on the floor with a heavy thud, then walked noiselessly out of the room, not bothering to shut the door behind her.

Zell raised an arm to shield his face. This was too embarrassing for words, and he wasn't sure what the hell was going on either. Everything was happening too fast, and he didn't know just how long Squall would sit there, pressed up against his semi-hard erection. Just as he was thinking about it, Squall slowly lifted himself from the bed and headed towards the door. Zell didn't know whether to be upset or not, but a bunch of knots started knitting across his chest, constricting his breathing. Who knows, maybe it really was all a dream like Rinoa said, maybe he was just burying his desires too deep and they suddenly surfaced like a train wreck. Wait, what desires?

Arm still covering his eyes, the martial artist's sensitive hearing heard the door lock and close softly, and he thought, well this is it. Squall's going over to Rinoa's room and that's the end of that escapade. He nearly jumped when he heard Squall's voice mumble a curative spell over him, but he remained still for the full effect of the curaga. The taller boy sat down a moment later with a heavy sigh, and Zell uncovered his face, staring at Squall's profile.

"Uh, hey baby, shouldn't you be going over to Rinoa's room?" Even though he was the one who said it, it hurt like hell although his body was fully recovered now.

Squall didn't reply but just sat there with his head in his hands.

As much as he wanted to tell Squall to stay, he spoke otherwise. "Look, I don't know what just happened, but I don't want you to regret..." his voice trailed off.

"No."

No? No what?

"I've put this off for long enough..." Squall turned towards the other boy's puzzled expression.

"I don't get it..." Zell blinked up at him. Was he dreaming? Well of course he was dreaming, this can't be real.

"Do you understand this?" and with that said, the brunette planted a soft kiss on Zell's lips. It was nothing like what they had shared earlier, but it was sweet, and said more than Squall could ever voice. He only hoped it was obvious enough. A kiss is as obvious as it gets, right?

"I... Are, are you SURE sure about this?" Zell uttered in disbelief.

"... Forget it." Now Squall was hurt. He had misjudged his friend, pressed on too quickly, only to be rejected.

"No no NO I didn't say that!!!" Zell sprang up and encircled Squall's shoulders in a strong embrace. Squall stiffened, bristled. "I just... I just wanted you to be sure too, because.. because I am." he said in a barely audible whisper. The suddenness of everything brought to him a realization of what he had been avoiding all along. He loved Squall, and a strange calm settled in him as the figure began to relax in his arms.

"You... really?" Relief resounded in the way the words escaped his lips.

"Un... you better believe it, baby."

"...... What do you think I should do about Rinoa?"

He didn't like that she was being brought into the conversation when he was enjoying the moment so much. "If you're serious about me, then tell her." Arms slid around his waist, gripping his back, and he felt Squall nuzzle into his neckline.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything," Zell nuzzled back.

"Do you think this is too fast?" The question hung in the air for a second.

"Like you said, I've put this off for long enough too," the blonde replied, tighening his embrace.

Nothing else needed to be said. Not a sound was uttered between them. For now, all they could do was hold each other.

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Rady finished a drabble Final Fantasy @ 12:39:14 pm

Series: Final Fantasy VIII (8)
Pairing: Zell Dincht & Squall Leonhart
Theme: 30 Kisses #12 - In a good mood
Status: one-shot, finished
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Notes: My boys have gone missing so all I can do is 3rd person view of the boys. ::sighs::

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What a rare day it was. Everyone in Balamb stopped immediately in their tracks when a certain person waltzed by. Exactly what the devil had gotten into their new headmaster? Nobody could figure it out, not until later anyway.

"Hey what's the big fuss about?" Selphie inquired, jumping up and down on her toes, trying to get a better view of what the mass of students were gathering around the central elevator.

"I don't know," said Quistis, a look of suspicion written across her face.

"You *do* know something! Tell me too, tell me too!" the bouncy brunette turned to her superior and friend, a huge smile on her face.

"Did you see Squall earlier?" she simply asked.

"Nuh uh, why? Does he have a big surprise for us or something?"

"Well, I don't know, but I think this," Quistis gestured towards the overwhelming crowd now that they stood off to the side. "This, might be Squall's doing, since I don't hear him over the intercom despite this uproar."

"Hm! I wonder what it is! I want to see!!"

And with that, Selphie rejoined the crowd, jumping up and down again, trying to weave through the bodies.

When she managed to squeeze into the inner circle of people some minutes later, she could hear cheering. Hm, this must be good...

"What's going on?" Selphie asked

"DID YOU SEE THAT!!" the guy next to him shouted at her, as if the noise level was too high.

"NO I DIDN'T, what did you see?"

"Headmaster Squall kissed Zell again!"

For a moment, Selphie had to manually register what she just heard, and then another uproar of cheers washed over her. Oh no, did Rinoa know about this?

Just then, a familiar voice rung out ahead of her.

"YEAH!!! LET'S GIVE IT UP FOR SQUALL AND ZELL!!!"

This time, Selphie joined in on the cheering.

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Rady finished a drabble Final Fantasy @ 11:59:56 am