They thought they were polar opposites. One "kept the peace" and the other was the town troublemaker. They didn't know how much alike they really were, though. They were much more alike than anyone would have ever guessed...

Hayner knew something was up. He didn't know what it was, but he knew something was up. Things were changing all around him, and he was stuck in the middle of it.

Seifer grew bored just standing there. He bounced the end of the Struggle stick against his bare shoulder. "Rai. Fuu. come on!" he whined, growing impatient. Rai and Fuu left the small house they shared. Seifer smirked and glanced over his shoulder. "Yo!"

Hanyer frouned. He and the others had been planning on spending the day at the sandlot, and he and Roxas wanted to practice for the upcoming Struggle tournament, and Seifer and his gant weren't included in these plans. "Great. Just great," he heard Roxas mutter. Hayner really didn't feel like dealing with Seifer or his goons at the moment. "What do you want, Seifer?" he asked, already irritated and mentally preparing himself for some sort of fight, whether it was physical or verbal.

Seifer gasped. "Why, Hayn! Why would you automatically assume I want anything?" The older male purred as he stepped closer to Hayner. He raised a hand to keep Fuu and Rai from following. Seifer stopped just a few feet from the younger male. He leaned forward. Smirking, Seifer spoke again. "Little Hayner, it's your fauly... you came to my sandlot... but I'm willing to share."

Hayner couldn't help the blush that he knew was creeping onto his face. "Uhm..." words failed him. Luckily, Roxas broke the moment. "What are you on?!" he said angrily, pushing them apart. While Seifer and Roxas argued, he was still out of it. What confused him even more was the fact that he actually missed the closeness.

Seifer growled and hit Roxas in the head with the Struggle beater. He glanced to the blushing Hayner and his cheeks flushed a faint pink color. Seifer shook his head, dismissing the distubing thoughts flooding his mind.

Fuu noticed the blush, giving her friend a rather curious glance. "Seifer?" she held an unusual softness in her voice that only showed when she adressed Seifer.

The older male looked back to her and smiled weakly. "Hey, could I talk to Hayner alone for a little?" he asked his companions. Rai wasn't allowed to speak for Fuu grabbed his arm and led him away.

"I meant for you to leave as well, Roxas."

Roxas motioned to the others. "You know where we'll be," he said as they, too, left the sandlot. Hayner was slightly nervous. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew something was off. He stood there, wondering what was on Seifer's mind... 'wait, I seriously don't want to know,' he thought. Although he knew the thoughts that were running through his head should be wrong and disgusting. He found himself blushing and carrying his thoughts even further. He realized what he was thinking and shook his head to clear his thoughts, but the blush remained on his face. He hoped that Seifer wouldn't see or ask what he was thinking about. Even if he did, he hoped that he would be able to hide what he was thinking.

Seifer smiled and held out a hand to Hayner. It had begun to rain and the few locks of hair that peeked out from under the beanie stuck to his face. His blue eyes sparkled in the light. "Hayner, you're blushing again." he stated softly. "Come here... dance with me in the rain." Seifer knew he had completly changed in personality, but he also knew it was time to finally say three little words preceeded by an explanation. Taking the younger's hand, he pulled him close. "There's no music though..."

Seifer began to sing something softly... and he wasn't half-bad at it either.

"You're giving me... too many things... lately, you're all I need. You smiled at me and said..." the boy trailed off, wondering what Hayner would say to that. But, Seifer being Seifer, leaned in again and kissed the other softly on his lips. They were warm, despite their owner obviously being cold and soaked in the rain.

He broke and blushed. "Tell anyone... and I'd cry. Deny your coldness... and I'd call you a liar. But... if i told you I liked-no, loved-you, what would you do?"

Seifer only hoped Hayner wouldn't push him away...