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Crowded Elevator	By : insantics Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5579 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Well guys, here it is. The long awaited chapter five. I am so sorry it took so long... but I always get in kind of a writing slump around this time. I struggled with this chapter, and I don't feel like it's quite how I wanted it to be, but oh well. I hope you guys enjoy it anyway. Also, this story has totally taken on a life of it's own, so don't blame me � blame Seifer and Hayner, because they are running the show now.
DISCLAIMER:I don't own Kingdom Hearts or the Final Fantasy series, and am not making any money from this story.
Crowded Elevator: 5
Hayner held his breath as he gently opened the front door of his apartment and poked his head out into the hallway. Right, left, right again � and we're clear! The blond smiled to himself as he exhaled in relief, pulling the door open fully before stepping out into the hall and promptly closing it behind him.
He bypassed the elevator, avoiding it as if it were the entrance to hell itself, and opted instead for the twelve flight trek downward to the first floor.
No one ever said Hayner wasn't a determined guy.
And dammit, he was determined not to encounter Seifer ever again, because an encounter would mean he'd have to finally own up to what he'd promised Olette... He'd have to talk to the bastard.
No fists.
No hits.
Just words.
Hayner sighed deeply as he trudged down the stairs, feet falling harshly on each step as if he were pouting. Which, well, he was. Because as much as he didn't want to admit it... he was being a chicken.
He was scared to talk to Seifer.
And it frustrated the hell out of him, because why should he be scared? It was just Seifer. It's not like it was that big of a deal. Yeah, they'd fucked, but right about now Hayner was of a mind to just say, �So what?� The whole ordeal was so ridiculous. Honestly, they really should both just forget about it and move on with their lives. Hayner would be perfectly fine with that.
...Except for the whole thing where he'd been trying, for the last few days, to block out all the memories and feelings, only to discover that he couldn't. The other boy's presence was everywhere: in the streets, in school, in Hayner's room and bathroom... There wasn't a place in Hayner's physical world that the other blond hadn't occupied, and thus, anywhere he looked, there Seifer was, annoyingly there.
Hayner was getting absolutely sick of expertly keeping his distance from the real Seifer, only to be plagued by another Seifer that had apparently decided to barge into his brain and take up residence. It was stupid, it was irritating, and it was driving him crazy.
How fair was this?! How fucking fair was it that Hayner had to put up with this shit?! The problem was Seifer's, after all, because Seifer was the one that had feelings, or whatever the fuck, for Hayner. Hayner wasn't supposed to have to deal with any of this, because he wasn't the one who cared! He should just be able to push thoughts of the blond bully into his mental dump and never have to think about him again.
Hayner frowned as he reached the sixth floor. Another thing he just didn't get... Why did Seifer like him? Not that Hayner thought there was anything wrong with himself; it was more that, well, they'd always hated each other, they knew next to nothing about each other, and quite frankly there wasn't all that much that was really special about Hayner.
The blond had a short temper, was sloppy, was exceptionally lazy and barely passed his classes because of that laziness... He bit his nails, his hair was barely kept under control by gel, he chewed with his mouth open, sometimes he snorted when he laughed...
Hayner shook his head. That was not a train of thought he wanted to keep going down. Thanks to Seifer, Hayner was now nit-picking about all the things that irked him about himself.
And so, once again, it came back to him. Seifer. Seifer Almasy.
Fucking Seifer. All of this was his fault. If he hadn't pushed Hayner so far, if he hadn't kissed Hayner, if he had just left him the hell alone...!
By the time Hayner reached the bottom of the stairs, his mood had deteriorated into the pissed off countenance he'd become notorious for over the past few days. He'd snapped at Pence yesterday when the brunet had asked him what was wrong, earning him a dirty, knowing look from Olette.
He'd stomped away from the both of them, frustrated with his mood and his friends, and chalked the fight up to yet another thing that was Seifer's fault.
'Alright, focus on something else. I gotta apologize to them for being such an ass... I just need to get through this day.' Hayner took a deep breath. 'And... I gotta talk to him today. No more of this running away shit.'
His mood slightly less on the shitty side, Hayner stepped out of the lobby and into the street. He wasn't in any hurry � he'd been leaving early to avoid Seifer in the mornings � and so he walked at a leisurely pace, trying to steer his thoughts away from... well, all the crap.
He sighed heavily before a movement in the alley between his apartment complex and the neighboring building caught his eye.
And, of course, what else would it fucking be.
Seifer.
Standing against one of the walls, smoking a cigarette.
Hayner cursed his stupid, stupid luck.
He immediately noticed the rapid thumping starting up in his chest that began the moment he caught sight of the other boy; the blood coursed through his body, pounding angrily against the walls of his arteries. His breath caught, and he felt his face heat up. A strange tingle worked its way down his body, and Hayner had to really fight himself not to get pissed off.
Why was it that the other boy could make him react like this just by being there?!
He ducked quickly behind the wall of his complex, out of Seifer's sight. There was no way the other boy had noticed him, because he'd been staring intently at the ground, face a total blank. Hayner swallowed, nerves on edge, and steeled himself.
It was still pretty early, and he could just go ahead and get this stupid talk out of the way. It shouldn't take long... after all, Olette had really just wanted him to talk and shit so that the two boys could go back to how things had always been... right? Right. So Hayner would just go up to Seifer, demand that the other boy leave him the fuck alone, and head on to school.
'Just get this over with.'
Hayner's brow furrowed as he puffed out his chest, pumping himself up mentally for the upcoming conversation. This would be easy. Just tell him off, get him out of Hayner's life and out of his head. No problem. Quick and painless.
He turned the corner of the alley, and Seifer looked up at him. Hayner opened his mouth to talk, but Seifer just let out a grunt, stomped his cigarette out, and turned to walk away.
Hayner's jaw clenched, his temper flaring at the sight of the other boy's back. Without thinking, Hayner lunged forward and grabbed the older boy's arm, effectively halting his progress.
�Hey, I'm trying to talk to you!� he growled, exasperated.
Seifer turned around, yanking his arm from Hayner's grasp.
�What the fuck do you want?�
Hayner bristled, trying desperately to keep the anger licking his temper at bay. �You don't have to be a dick. I need to talk to you, so let's get this the fuck over with.�
Seifer looked him up and down before taking a step back, crossing his arms.
�Fine then,� he said, that fucking condescending sneer taking up permanent residence on his face. �Talk.�
�Why do you have to be such a prick?!� Hayner snapped, his anger and anxiety mixing perfectly to set off his temper.
Seifer's contemptuous look only deepened.
�If you're gonna talk shit, then get out of my face. You're wasting my time,� he responded, uncrossing his arms as he turned, once again, to walk away.
The thoughts that had been plaguing Hayner and ruining his mood for the last few days finally bubbled to a head as he watched the other boy dismiss him so easily. Rage boiled in him, because dammit, he was trying to fix this, and all that bastard could do was run the fuck away.
�Fine then, walk the fuck away! You talk all that shit about liking me, and then you just turn your back on me like a coward!� Hayner hissed, breathing increasing rapidly as he all but shouted at Seifer's retreating back.
That caught Seifer's attention, and he immediately rounded on the brown eyed boy, his eyes blazing anger.
�Don't you dare call me a coward. You're the one who's been avoiding everything, never around anywhere. Don't talk to me about being afraid of what's going on, chicken-wuss.�
�I haven't been doing shit!� Hayner fired back, pissed as all hell because he knew Seifer was right. He wanted to hit the bastard, but held back, thinking about how mad Olette would be if he got into another fight with the idiot bully.
�Whatever.� Seifer replied, not moving from where he stood a few feet from Hayner.
Hayner forcefully slowed his breathing down as a strange silence stretched between them. He made his jaw relax from where he was gritting his teeth, braced himself to ask the one question that was bothering him the most.
�Look, all I want to know is why the fuck you like me,� he said once he had calmed down slightly.
Seifer sighed exasperated, and Hayner tried to ignore the spark of irritation. It was like Seifer thought the answer was obvious, and that Hayner was just being a dumbass.
�You're one of the only people I actually respect,� he started, looking Hayner straight in the eye. �You're not nearly as pathetic as you seem,� he paused, thinking for a minute before smirking slightly. �That, and you're not afraid of me.�
Hayner took all of that in, and resolved that it was the worst explanation ever.
�You are so fucking weird. Those... those aren't legitimate reasons at all! What the hell kind of person are you?!�
Seifer shook his head, that damnable smirk still on his face.
�I'm not the one who's crazy here,� he said calmly.
�What the hell is that supposed to mean?!� Hayner exploded, sick of trying to suppress his temper.
�I mean that I'm not the one who's fucking everything up. I've been making it simple from the start, and you're just too stupid to accept it.�
Hayner's fists clenched.
�I'm the one fucking everything up-?! You just... you're so fucking... ugh!� Hayner spluttered, his anger depriving him of the ability to think straight.
Seifer's smirk broadened.
�So eloquent, chicken-wuss,� Seifer frowned suddenly. �Now why don't you answer my question: why don't you like me?� the older boy paused as he thought for a momet. �No, better, why do you hate me?�
Hayner felt his anger fade somewhat, replaced by disbelief at what he was hearing.
�You've got to be kidding me. Why wouldn't I hate you?! You're an idiot if you have to ask that.�
Suddenly Hayner found himself pushed up against the brick of his apartment building, Seifer's body pinning him.
�I'll ask again,� Seifer said, his smokey breath invading Hayner's personal space. �Why do you hate me?�
Hayner swallowed thickly, his heart jumping in his chest at the other boy's proximity.
�I don't know,� he said quietly, irritation invading his voice as he tried to force Seifer off him. �Everything about you just pisses me off. You annoy the shit out of me, you talk shit to me about everything from my friends to my mom...� Hayner closed his eyes, the rage burning inside him at the memory of the vicious things the blue eyed boy had said. �The things you say and do just... make me... so mad!� he opened his eyes and sneered. �I could never like you.�
Seifer's mouth was pressed against Hayner's before he could even breathe.
The kiss was... weird. It was nothing like the elevator, the hallway, the bedroom or the bathroom... It was like... It was new. It was... gentle.
Seifer's lips moved softly against Hayner's, his tongue coaxing the other boy's mouth open. Hayner gasped in suprise, and Seifer took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, seizing his mouth softly but with a lingering demand. Hayner's arms pushed against Seifer, trying to unpin himself, yet he found that his fucking mouth was responding, kissing Seifer back.
Of all the times for his mind to lose to his body.
And then the lighter haired boy was pulling back, looking at Hayner's flushed face and smirking triumphantly.
�You're blushing.�
�S-so?� Hayner stuttered, his mind reeling. �That doesn't mean anything!�
Seifer backed away, releasing him, and Hayner immediately put distance between them.
�I'll ask another question,� Seifer said, his smirk becoming more malicious. �Do you always fuck people you hate?�
Hayner was incensed.
�Fuck you! You were-� Hayner started, stopping himself as his mouth caught up to exactly what he was about to spill.
Seifer just smirked more widely.
�Your what? Your first? I'm honored.�
�You are such an asshole!� Hayner growled, furious with both himself and the blond bastard standing before him.
�You could like me,� Seifer said, his voice not giving away anything until his tone turned mocking, �Maybe if I wasn't such an asshole.�
�Right.� Hayner said, sarcasm coating his irritation. �But you are and I don't. I'm trying to tell you that you're wasting you time.�
Seifer narrowed his eyes.
�No, I don't think I am. After all, you like me enough to let me fuck you.�
How was it that Seifer couldn't say two sentences without pissing Hayner off?
�That's lust!� Hayner hissed, before collecting himself, crossing his arms. �And you call me stupid.�
Seifer gave a small shrug, still smirking that fucking smirk.
�It's a start.�
The blond bully lunged forward, grabbing Hayner in a forceful kiss, their mouths crushing together in a mess of lips and teeth and tongue. Hayner responded fervently, biting at Seifer's mouth, directing all his built up frustration and rage into that stupid, stupid kiss.
Seifer pushed Hayner back into the wall, grabbing his arms and shoving them above Hayner's head. The blond responded by throwing his body weight forward, mouth still locked against Seifer's. His head swam in a mixture of lust, anger, and anticipation as Seifer roughly bit down on his lower lip, bruising but not drawing blood.
The blue eyed boy took Hayner's reaction for the challenge it was, pushing his body as close to Hayner's as possible, working his knee between Hayner's thighs. Hayner involuntarily let out a soft groan as he felt his body react to Seifer's proximity, the bully's scent intoxicating him with memories of sex and pleasure.
It was with this sound that Hayner's world snapped back into place, and he was suddenly resistant to Seifer's kisses, his body squirming to get out and away before he was overwhelmed yet again by the bastard.
Seifer released his mouth and body to avoid getting kneed in the crotch, and Hayner jumped away, putting several feet between himself and the bully.
�You...� he started, the anger welling up inside him yet again. �You piss me off so much!� he shouted, not caring anymore if anyone heard. �Why the fuck are you doing this?!�
Seifer just stared at him, breathing hard as he recovered from their kiss, but otherwise remaining silent and appearing as collected as ever.
Hayner took several deep breaths, calming down, suddenly tired. These games were fucked up, and they were screwing with his head, and he was fed up with all of it. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed.
�Look. If you want me to like you so much, quit messing with me,� he growled lowly. �And... and you should apologize for all the shit you've pulled.�
Seifer just gazed back coolly, his expression unreadable.
�No, I don't think so.�
Hayner, most of his rage having bled away, was just confused.
�What? Why the fuck not?�
Seifer rolled his eyes.
�One, because you already like me. You wouldn't respond to me if you didn't,� Seifer glared at Hayner as he started to open his mouth, and for once, Hayner shut up. �Two, because most of it was funny, and the rest of it was just to get your attention. You're always trying to fucking ignore me, and it pisses me off.�
A little of Hayner's anger simmered below the surface.
�I'm always ignoring you because you're a fucking lunatic who makes my life hell.� he ground out, glaring at the blond across from him.
�So you see the problem,� Seifer said calmly.
Hayner released yet another sigh, turning to the side slightly before looking back at Seifer, his lips pursed.
�Why don't you just try being nice or something? That's what any normal person would do.�
�Because that's not who I am, and you know it,� Seifer responded lightly. �I'm not 'nice.' I don't do 'nice.'�
�Well you better learn,� Hayner scoffed. �I'm not exactly attracted to dicks.�
Seifer smirked again.
�I beg to differ.�
�You know what I mean! You � ugh!� Hayner blushed, his jaw clenching as he fought down his blush and his irritation. He was so tired of getting pissed off.
�Sure.� Seifer shrugged.
Hayner shook his head.
�You know, I just don't get you. You won't apologize for all the shit you've said � even about my... my mom, and then you expect me to like you back? How does that even make sense?�
Seifer snorted. �Apologies are stupid because they don't really mean anything. They're just words, and they don't make things any better. It's like putting a fucking band aid on top of a stab wound. I've said some dumb shit to you, and shit I didn't mean, but what the fuck would an apology do for it? Is it really gonna make you feel better?�
Hayner's eyes narrowed, his hands threatening to clench into fists again.
�Why do you always twist everything around to work for you?�
�Because I'm a selfish asshole,� Seifer said. �Which is exactly why I'm not leaving you alone.�
Hayner turned around, running both hands through his hair, effectively screwing up the effort he'd put into taming it that morning.
�I can't deal with this right now,� he said tiredly. �I don't even know what's going on with you anymore. I'm sick of being so confused.�
�I don't get why you have to make it so fucking complicated!� Seifer suddenly snarled. �I respect you, I like you, I want you for myself. Just admit you like me back. And if you can't do that, chicken-wuss, you're way more of a coward than I thought.�
And just like that, Hayner's rage was firing up.
�Fine!� he shouted, startling a nearby bird. �Even if I did like you... This is the fucking point � I don't like being around you! Whenever you're there, I get mad as fucking hell, because you're the biggest jerk I know, and you don't even try not to be. We'd end up killing each other or something!�
It was Seifer's turn to sigh.
�That's not true and you know it.�
�No, I don't know it!� Hayner yelled. �Everything I just said is the truth!�
�You like being with me,� Seifer replied, defiant. �Admit it, you wouldn't want some boring idiot coddling you all the time. You like how we are.�
�There is no we!� Hayner exploded, his fists clenched tightly, body bent forward as if to pounce.
�There definitely is,� Seifer shot back immediately.
�Fuck this!� Hayner said, starting to stomp past Seifer. �I can't deal with you anymore.�
As he stormed past Seifer, the blond bully grabbed his arm, halting him.
�You can't run forever, Hayner.�
His brown eyes widened slightly as Seifer released his arm and began walking away. Hayner turned toward him, watching for a moment as Seifer walked calmly back into their building.
The blond glanced down at his watch, suddenly remembering school.
�Shit,� he cursed to himself. He was late already.
This was going to be one hell of a day.
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