Cloud loves Squall, Warrior wants Cosmos, Terra wants Warrior, Tidus is a gossip machine, and why is Onion Knight dating Kuja? All in all, just another drama-filled day in high school.

Prequel to Italiano.

My name is Cloud Archibald Strife. After graduating middle school I got into a school called Dissidia Academy for my secondary. It was the longest and most ridiculous process ever to get into this place. And for such a selective high school, I've heard that it's still pretty much divided into cliques like every other school. But I digress. I've never been in love, I've never even been attracted to anyone. It's a lonely existence, but I'm used to it by now. My name is Cloud, and I…

"AM SO LATE!"

The spiky blond-haired freshman bolted down the sidewalk as fast as possible, messenger bag acting as deadweight to slow him down.

"My first day of high school and I'm already late for Orientation!"

"And here is your King: Sephiroth."

"Hey Bartz? I don't remember voting for him…" a blond-haired monkey boy leaned over to a short-haired auburn-brunette and whispered.

"Zidane, you don't vote for a king."

"Oh…" he looked down for a moment. "Then how did he get elected?"

"He was born into it."

"How?"

"His dad is a mobster."

"His dad's a lobster?"

Another blonde, this one obviously more bubbly and chatty, leaned over. "Our king is a bondage slave? Whoa!"

"This is so exciting, isn't it?" a wavy-haired girl leaned her head on the shoulder of her not-boyfriend. "It's such a coincidence we got into the same high school, Warrior~"

"Right," the Warrior of Light replied flatly. Terra was a sweet girl, but he simply didn't return her feelings for him.

"And for anyone not here at the moment, there will be a strict no-tolerance for tardiness…" Sephiroth continued his speech.

'I'm here! AH!' Cloud burst in and tripped.

He rubbed his nose, trying to wipe away the pain as he sat in the only empty seat, one in the back row. Cloud glanced to his left and his eyes grew wide. There was a boy sitting beside him, who he would eventually learn was a little younger than he was. The brunette was, to say the least, very attractive at first glance, though he held an air about him that was broody and almost emo. The young male was unapproachable… and instantly Cloud wanted to talk to him. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, but no sound came out. The teen noticed the movement out of the corner of his storm-grey eyes and turned to Cloud with a raised eyebrow.

"Trying to catch flies?"

Cloud's face turned bright red, not only because he had made a fool of himself, but because the other teen's voice was incredibly smooth-yet-masculine. "N-no!"

"Got a jaw cramp?" he guessed again.

"No!"

('Why am I so attracted to him? Oh yeah, because he's SEXY as hell!')

"Is Pac-Man your hero or something?"

Blushing more, Cloud choked out his next words. "No… I… I'm-uh-Cloud."

"You're a cloud?"

"N-no... my name is Cloud... Cloud Strife."

"Weird name... But I'm Squall Leonhart," he held out his hand, presumably to shake.

Hesitantly, Cloud reached out, but did not take the hand right away.

"I don't bite… unless you want me to," he teased.

'That was pretty sexual for talking to someone you just met… does that mean he likes me? Or is he just being an ass?'

"You're frozen again, Strife."

"Oh…" he shook the hand and suddenly everyone stood up. The assembly was over. Squall turned to leave, but Cloud caught his wrist. "Wait!"

Squall raised an eyebrow, adjusting the collar of his leather jacket.

"So will I… see you again?"

"What class are you in?"

"A."

Squall frowned, wincing slightly. "Ooh…"

Cloud looked down sadly.

"We're in the same class."

"You jerk!" Cloud smacked his arm.

The brunette simply grinned. "It's part of my charm."

'He is charming… In a sexy, moody, total asshole kind of way…'

Cloud looked over his features and suddenly gasped.

"Oh my god!"

"What?"

"You have a scar!" he pointed out the long scar that ran across the bridge of his nose.

"Yeah, and?"

"Where did you get it?"

"Would you believe me if I said my cat gave it to me?"

"No."

"Good, I don't have a cat."

Not really wanting to press the subject, he was cautious to continue. "So…"

"Ex-boyfriend."

'He's gay? Yes!' he did a mental happy-dance. Why he was acting so out of his element of silence, he had no idea. He smiled sympathetically. "Must have been a rough night, huh?"

"No, actually I'm a virgin."

"Oh. Me too."

He laughed. "Actually I'm not but now I know you are."

"You're horrible!"

"Again, part of my charm. I'll see you around, Strife."

"Wait!" he grabbed his sleeve again. "Call me Cloud."

"Good day, class," a lovely young woman stood before the students of Class A and smiled sweetly. "My name is Cosmos. I'll be your teacher."

The Warrior of Light leaned forward in his desk, looking the beautiful woman over... unaware that Cosmos was also looking at him... and Terra was death glaring both of them.

Time passed. It was a quarter through the semester, and progress reports were coming in the mail soon, so everyone rushed to bring up their grades. Squall and Cloud had grown close over time, and the two quiet males had become best friends, silently speaking to one another through their gazes. They always seemed to understand each other, which is what made them so compatible.

One day, Cloud caught his sleeve in the hallway. "Listen, Squall… I have to talk to you."

Squall looked at him with a half-smile. "Meet me in the bathroom during lunch hour."

"So what did you need to talk to me for?"

Cloud hesitated before speaking in a soft whisper, as if unsure how his words would be received by the broody, quiet male. "Is it my imagination, or is there a mutual attraction between us?"

The brunette blushed, looking away. "I… I admit that I'm… attracted… to you. Why?"

"So you wouldn't be upset if I asked if you would… go on a date with me on Friday?"

"Actually, I would."

Cloud's eyes widened in fear, rejection hitting him hard.

"I mean, I don't want to be the girl in the relationship. But maybe if I asked YOU out… Cloud, would you go out with me?"

"Maybe I shouldn't! You gave me a heart attack!"

"You're cute," Squall stepped forward, pressing Cloud's back to the bathroom wall and kissing his lips gingerly.

"Squall…" Cloud sighed, taking the brunette's face in his hands and pulling him into another kiss, followed by several more.

"You… can call… me Leon… if you want…" he spoke between kisses.

"Leon…" he said the name experimentally, and Squall shuddered at the way it seemed to roll off the blonde's tongue. "I like it. Leon."

Squall—Leon, rather—smiled at his new boyfriend. "So after school on Friday, wait up for me in Class A's room. I'll take you out."

"Okay. Mm…" he smirked into one final kiss before they left the bathroom together.

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