Someone to call my own

Verilidane Hawking.

Prolouge--The letter

Seifer Almasy stood nervously in front of Squall's office.The letter,which was hastily written moments before,was clutched in his clammy hands.Squall's ever present secretary,Aya,was looking at him with disgust at him wasting her ever precious time.
"Well,"she snapped.
That made a memory surface in Seifer's mind,a memory of the day he came close but ended up behind.Right after the defeat of Ultimecia......
[Flashback]
"Well,"Squall had said."Are you happy about what you did?"
"I'm.....sorry."he said,not looking Squall in the eye.
When Seifer finally had the courage to look up,he saw Squall looking at him.It wasn't hate nor disgust.But then what was it?The two men stared at eachother for what seemed an eternity.Then Squall broke the silence.
"Come back to garden.Start over."he turned to walk away.
"Wait!!!Squall,I-I--"
"Yeah?"asked Squall,looking hopeful.
"Nevermind"the two exchanged a quick glance and left.
[end of flashback]
Seifer now knew exactly what that look had been--
Love.
"What do you want",Aya asked again.
"Give the commander this",he handed her the letter and walked away,never knowing Squall had been watching him the entire time.