I'd Do Anything

A/N:  Entry for the CamoBeanie songfic contest.  Song by Simple Plan, I'd Do Anything


I rolled over and looked at the calender.  358 days today.  Numbly, I climbed out of bed and proceeded to get ready for my day.  It didn't matter much anymore, the promotions, the new car, the nicer apartment.  It didn't matter because it had been 358 days since I'd been with him.  358 days since I'd kissed him, held him, laughed with him.  Too bad I was still thinking about him all the time. Too bad I'd done everything for him and he wasn't here with me anymore.  

Olette kept me updated on where he was and how he was doing.  I couldn't stand the thought of calling him myself.  Even when people told me straight out that he'd requested I call.  No, I wasn't calling and he wasn't calling.  There were too many things that we needed to say, that we'd been to cowardly to say.  He hadn't been able to say that I was throwing my life away in a dead end job, and I hadn't been able to say that I loved him and needed him to stay.  

"Seifer."  

"Good morning, sir."  I nodded my head to my superior.  He'd been surprised at my sudden desire to be promoted and had informed me that he'd been impressed by my skills and had wondered why it had taken so long for me to ask for a promotion.  I hadn't mentioned that I was doing it for someone else.  That I was changing and trying to become someone that he could be proud of, someone who could take care of him if he needed it.  If only he would come back, I wouldn't let him go again.

The day flew by and the only thing I was only aware of how every little thing still reminded me of him.  Every day was the same as the one before it; they ran together like a river.  A year had almost passed, and yet, it was like it was only yesterday...

"I can't keep on like this, Seifer.  This is taking us no where.  What happened to all our plans?  Our ideas and hopes for the future?"

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I'm leaving.  I had dreams.  WE had dreams.  Places to go, things to do.  What happened to you?"

"Don't go."  

"Why?  Can't you tell me why?  Tell me you love me or that you need me?  Can't you say it?"

"Please."

"Goodbye.  I won't forget you.  When you decide, I'll be waiting."

"Seifer."

"Olette.  How is he?"  Every day I called her.  And every day she told me the same thing.  He was waiting...

"He's....."  She paused and my senses sharpened suddenly, my mind clearer.  "Something is happening and I..."

"What?"  I asked, frantically.  He was supposed to be waiting, right?  Waiting for me.

"I can't help you anymore."  Click.  

"Olette?  Olette!"  I shouted into my phone.  Shit.  Racing upstairs to my apartment, I frantically dug into my pockets for my keys.  No, no, no, no.  This was all wrong.  He was supposed to wait for me!  Olette was supposed to.....She'd given up.  Did that mean he'd given up?  It had been almost a year.....Shaking my head, I wondered.  Why had it taken me so long to contact him?  I couldn't eat, sleep, or breath without thinking of him.  I'd done everything for him, so why was I so afraid of seeing him?  

Because, after everything I'd done, what if it didn't matter?  

I needed to call him, needed to find him and needed to tell him....

Finally getting my door unlocked, I flung it open, one thought on my mind.  Hayner.....

"Sup, Seifer.  Lovin' the new digs."  My mind must be playing tricks on me, for there he sat, reclining in my chair, sipping my beer and watching my TV.  

"Hayner?"  I choked out.  No, he couldn't be here.  Not here, after everything.....

Standing, he walked over and stepped up to my chest, breath ghosting over my face.  "Seifer.  Is there anything you'd like to tell me?  It's your last chance."  

"I love you."  It was everything I'd done.  And anything I would do.  It had all been for him.  Smiling that smile that was just his for me, he brought his arms up around my shoulders, leaning forward to rest his forehead against my own.  

"And that's all I needed to hear."