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Our Lady Of Fandom - Saturday Evening

Seifer had spent that morning getting the church in order, and this evening he was there again. Right there, in the front, kneeling down and praying with his rosary in hand. He was praying that the Lord would forgive him for the lust and depravity that this town brought into his mind. It was just so hard to resist sometimes, and he needs his God's love and guidance to do so.

Not that his focus on his own troubles would stop him from helping anyone who came through the doors. He was there to serve. Whether it be to calm a troubled soul, ease a hurting heart, or perform a marriage ceremony or two.

It seemed Fandom was rather obsessed with marriages.

[Yep, open post for you all]

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"Oh you will not, you petulant child." Seifer rolled his eyes and turned away. "Just like Rinoa won't die without me either."

He paused and turned to look at Squall. "Where is my... or rather, your girlfriend anyway?"

"I don't know!" Squall pouted. "And I don't care! It's you that I want!" Today, anyway. "You don't get... lonely, here in your church, in your vestments? You don't need... company?"

"I do," Seifer said quietly. In the background, soft, mournful music played. "More nights than I care to speak of, I lie awake, thinking of the one I love, praying that God will give me the strength to move on and stop thinking of... him."

Seifer stared off into the distance, somewhere behind Squall. "I miss Zell. I was only using you as a replacement for him." He looked straight at Squall now. "And then Rinoa, because you just weren't enough."

Squall couldn't believe his ears. This was NOT happening!!! "Chicken-Wuss?!?!" he asked, incredulously. "But he SUCKS in bed!!!"

Because that was the important thing.

Seifer gasped, his face turning white as he took a step back. "You SLEPT with him? How could you?!"

How could Squall not know that Seifer had been pining for him the whole time?

He seemed to gather himself, and the light around him seemed to get darker and ominous. "I blame it on you. Even your virgin girlfriend was better at sex than you. And at least she picked up the cues and could be taught."

"Half of Garden slept with him, Seifer!" Squall snorted. "How could you not know that?"

The light darkened ominously around him, too. "You won't blame me, Seifer. You can't blame me. I won't let you. You're too important for that."

Seifer was confused now. So very confused. There were teal deer in the woods coming to comfort him, he was so confused. "I'm too important? For what?"

"For this, Seifer! For all of this!!!" Squall turned his back dramatically, and the music swelled.

"...And for me."

Somewhere, a scriptwriter and an editor were locked in a heated argument over whether a line could still be powerful if even the person who wrote it had no idea what it meant.

Seifer shook his head, not daring to believe that at some point in the last two minutes, Squall (or the writers) had gotten a clue.

"I am no more important than any other man, woman or child on this earth, Squall. And my heart aches that you cannot accept that we are all equal and that love means more than anything."

He paused for a moment, looking concerned. "Love and God."

Squall threw up his arms in exasperation. "Love!? Lord above!!! Now you're trying to trick me in love!!!"

The writer, having been told off for not making sense, was apparently stooping to plagiarizing ~~Rod Stewart~~ English rock band Free.

(Edited because I apparently had no idea which version was the original.)

Edited 2011-09-11 02:26 (UTC)

"I am not trying to trick you into anything," Seifer said with a very dramatic sigh. He sat down on a pew and dropped his head into his hands.

"I cannot trick you into something you are incapable of feeling."

Squall sat down next to him and stared at the floor in silence. Eventually, he spoke, in no more than a whisper. "You know I have difficulty with the 'L' word," he told Seifer. "Ever since the... tragic incident with Ellone."

When she'd canceled his Showtime subscription.

It had been a tragedy. Showtime was one of the few decent movie channels left.

"You have difficulty with emotion, Squall. If it doesn't revolve around you, you want nothing to do with it."

"Is it really so wrong to want to be the center of the universe?" Squall asked, moving closer. "The center of YOUR universe?"

"It is when you forget that I exist in that universe as well, Squall." Seifer looked away, his eyes shiny with unshed tears. "Or when you had to be the center of someone else's universe as well."

Rinoa. It always came down to her, and them, and all the jealousy and rage and sorrow between them. Neither Seifer nor Rinoa really truly wanted him to be happy, or else they'd understand.

Squall reached a hand up towards Seifer's cheek. "You're being selfish again," he chided.

"I'm being selfish?" The tears did fall now, trailing like silent tears down Seifer's cheek, falling onto Squall's fingers. "You want everything for yourself, for us to love you and no one else. Not even ourselves."

And what was so wrong with that?

"Shhhhhhh," Squall hushed softly, leaning in to kiss the tears away. "Let's not have this fight again. Not here, not now."

Oh, nothing if you were a shiny, emo vampire name named redacted to protect copyright issues.

Seifer leaned into the kisses and smiled sadly. "Let's not. I just, want to be close to someone again. To have someone hold me again."

And he would totally use this to fuel more distance between Squall and Rinoa.

"I'm here, baby," Squall told him. "I'll hold you for ever and ever, and then some." He slid off his jacket while kissing Seifer, and reached to start taking off the priestly vestments.

Seifer's own robe hit the floor as the camera tastefully shifted away to focus on the elaborate cross above the pulpit.

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