Introduction: LC RS After being abandoned, Sora finds himself all alone until Cloud and Leon show up to come and take him home with them. A year of living in hollow Bastion passes, and one day Riku arrives after escaping the realm of darkness to reunite with his best friend. The four men of the house end up developing unthinkable feelings for each other, but it's whether they deny them or accept them that counts.

Warnings: Death (not any of the main characters of course!), Sex (coming in later chapters), and language.

--- Hey guys, I really hope you enjoy this. This will be my first yoai fic but I've read a lot of them so crosses fingers I pray for the best. Anyway, this does start out showing how Sora lost his parents and how Cloud and Leon came to rescue him then it goes right to present day where there's some Cloud Leoniness. The first chapter contains a bit of slash content, but much more shall come once I have the introduction of what's going on out of the way. Rated M for language and eventually loads of sexual content. Yay, slashy goodness!--

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ONE YEAR AGO

Sora Hikari rubbed at his sore red eyes as more tears made their way down his face. I need to stop this. He thought to himself taking a deep shuddering breath. He replayed the semi-comforting words over in his mind that the kind cop had told him a couple of days before…

"'It'll all be okay, son... It's over now and there's no reason to be scared anymore… He's locked up and he wont hurt you ever again, I promise you that.'" Sora whispered under his breath, which made more pain filled tears rise to the surface and tumble down his flushed face. He roughly wiped them of with the back of his hand and breathed in another long inhale of air. Blinking hard, the teen picked up the crinkled newspaper lying on the floor beside him, and held it in front of his face with shaking hands, once again trying to read the front-page article:

16 Year Old Boy Loses Mother and Father In Tragic Murder Case

Two Days ago, Sora Hikari, age 16, was seen running from his home towards a neighbor's house, clothing torn and crying out for help. When he arrived to the closest house on the street, says neighbor, Kiyari Hantu, he was pounding on the door screaming for someone to call 911 and help his mother who was bleeding to death. Ten minutes later, police went to the house to investigate and found Rayne Hikari's body lying on the living room floor, and his father's sitting in a distant corner, both drenched in blood. Later, officials learned that the father had a bad distemperment issue and would become consistently brutal and abusive to both Sora and his mother. He had been drinking the night of the deaths and came home in drunken fury. When his wife tried to settle him down and keep him quiet, he pulled a sharp kitchen knife on her. Rayne was stabbed 20 different times before a drowsy Sora, woken up by the screams, came down the steps to witness his mother lying on the floor. After his son ran for help, the father took his own life in regret and guilt. Sora Hikari was taken to the police station for private questioning and he has refused to answer any other questions asked by the media. Such a tragic story to our ears…

"No! Stop it! You know nothing!" Sora suddenly screamed, anger filling his strained voice. "I'm all alone now! I have no one! You stupid, fucking reporters, who still come home every day to your stupid, fucking families and only care about your stupid, god damned articles so you can get you stupid, fucking paychecks and go on living YOUR STUPID, FUCKING, PERFECT LIVES!"

With the last couple of words leaving his lips, the teen ripped apart the newspaper piece for piece, shredding it to scraps with his nails and sending the stray strips floating to the floor in odd patterns. "YOU DON'T CARE! I HATE YOU ALL! I HATE YOU DAMNED PEOPLE WHO THINK YOU CAN FEEL MY PAIN! I HATE YOU! ROT IN HELL!" he yelled at the top of his aching lungs.

The flustered brunette flopped himself across the floor (like a small child having a tantrum in a candy shop) and started grabbing angrily at the small pieces of newspaper and throwing them all askew while gripping at them and trying to shred them smaller still. His voice came out more and more shrill and crackled as he screamed out odd mumble jumble that didn't make sense and kicked at the ground with his old worn-out sneakers.

"You!… Just!…don't know…" The teen suddenly unclenched his fists, letting the final pieces drop from his fingers to the carpet. He let out a soft whimper as he buried his tear-marked face into his arms and reclenched his fists, this time more of pain than rage. Soon his whimpers led to full out tears and he lay sprawled across the ground sobbing onto his dampened sleeves and letting out wails of sorrow. "Oh god! It hurts so much more without them here… I know it sounds stupid…but… It's s-so l-lonely-"

He nearly smacked himself in the face with one of his shaking hands when he was cut off from his mourning by three sharp thuds of knuckles against the door to his house, opposite in the room from his current position.

"GO AWAY!" Sora screamed at the door from when he was laying. "I TOLD YOU THAT I WONT ANSWER ANY DAMN QUESTIONS YOU HAVE, AND WHEN I SAID THAT, I MEANT NEVER!" He finished with a sharp intake of breath, and then went back to letting out a few more stray tears and wiping loose snot against the soft fabric of his hoodie sleeves.

Sora was so sorrow stricken that he never even noticed the clicking sound of the front door opening as a tall spiky, blonde haired man, followed closely by a just as tall if not taller, scowling brunette walked in towards the crying teen with sympathetic gazes in their eyes. The stern brown haired man stayed back against a wall, looking quite uncomfortable at how to react to the crying person's condition, while the blonde, who knew exactly what to do, walked closer to the pitiful being with confidence and slowly knelt down on one knee next to him.

"Sora?"

The smaller brunette looked up with red, tear crammed eyes at the sound of the familiar and oh so comforting voice. "Sora…" The older man said again sweetly, pushing strands of clumped, wet bangs from the crying boy's eyes and smiling a sad yet warming smile. "It's okay. You don't have to be alone any longer. Leon and I…we've come to take you home…."

PRESENT DAY, HOLLOW BASTION

"One whole year already…" Sora whispered to himself in amazement as he stared up at the blue cloudless sky from his favorite sitting spot under a rather large willow tree. "When I say it out loud like that it makes it even harder to believe how fast time flies." He turned his face upwards more so he could stare up through the bent limbs and quivering leaves of the weeping willow.

When he first moved to Hollow Bastion, he went out on many adventures by himself because it gave him a lot of alone time to think things through, and he kinda liked it that way. He'd checked out all the many shops of the world that he hadn't visited in so long, and also searched out the different areas that were usually abandoned and quiet, looking for the perfect thinking spot. Eventually he found himself automatically walking to this serene place whenever he got upset, or to ponder over random things and reminisce over his previous adventures… the one's before everything happened that changed his life… the ones with just him, Riku and Kairi on their small island, and that was what made the special tree become his spot.

He sighed unhappily and flopped himself backwards ontop of dead tree leaves and dying grass, letting his head rest on a rather large root as he stared dreamily at the sky. Cloud and Leon had been very good to him over the past year. In fact, they've been good to him for as long as they've known him…. But they couldn't ever totally replace the empty hole in Sora's heart after he lost Riku and Kairi.

Sora blinked hard, trying not to get himself too upset and picked up some leaves resting beside him to throw up in the air and watch them spin floatily to the ground like mini helicopters. Hmm… thinking of Cloud and Leon, I wonder what they're up to right now… probably arguing over something ridiculous, chances are… Sora thought to himself with a little smile.

At the House

"All these game you play you're messin' with my head!…" Cloud hollered out in a singsong voice as he swung his hips to the beat of an old Good Charlotte song and he did half assed headbangs in front of the kitchen counter. He shouted the next couple of lines out loudly and off key, clearly trying to drown out Joel's voice with his own and get the man sitting at the kitchen table's attention. Of course, like always, his antagonizing antics worked and Leon looked up from the magazine he was reading to send a quick frown towards the obnoxious younger male.

"You're never going to quit, are you?" he questioned grimly, picking up his glass from the table and taking a sip of Coke as he continued to glare at the man who began to grin proudly. "Is that really necessary today?"

Cloud laughed in response and plastered his best imitation of an innocent look on his face. "What? This?" he let out an odd chuckle as he wiggled his hips exotically and began a full-fledged head banging session in the middle of the kitchen floor. At the same time, at the top of his lungs, he sang out more memorized lyrics: "AND I KNOW THIS IS NOT THE WAY IT SHOULD BE, AND I KOW YOU'LL TREAT HIM LIKE ME, BUT I DOOOOON'T WANNA STOP!" He belted the lines, making a poor imitation of a rock-on sign with his hand.

"…Retard…" Leon murmured to himself, throwing another distasteful look then pulling the magazine up in front of his face to try and block out the view of the ridiculous looking man best he could. "Isn't it about time you got rid of that piece-of-shit album anyway? You've had it for five very long anguishing years now. I'm so damn sick of hearing it every day of every week of every fucking year it isn't even funny…" He stated harshly, rustling the magazine to knock out a crease in the page he was staring at blankly. It was true. Cloud had listened to that same damned Good Charlotte CD for the past year almost every… single… day…. It never seemed to have an end. Leon blocked it out every time he saw the other man pop it in his player, and yet he found himself going over every sung word in his head like a fucked up karaoke machine without the colorful lights. He felt bad for himself… he had the whole album memorized front to back and left to right without even realizing it.

Cloud let out an imitation of a mortified gasp and jumped in front of his old boom box, hugging it protectively. "Never!" he stated defiantly. "You're just a heartless fiend who doesn't understand the importance of their songs." When he got a shrug and a "whatever" from Leon, who was clearly now trying his best to ignore him, Cloud angrily went back to finishing up his sandwich on the counter and began singing along with Joel again. He kept stealing glances over at Leon to see if he was watching him, or at least noticing he existed… he didn't. Fine then, wanna play that way, do ya? Cloud thought mischievously to himself. You can't ignore me your whole life, pal. He smiled grimly at his own scheming thoughts.

When it reached the end of the song (so much to Leon's detest), Cloud did a graceful little spin across the linoleum floor and happily plopped himself down sideways into the brunette's leather clad lap. He flashed him one of his captivating smiles as he flung an arm around the taller man's neck. This made Leon compose an unhappy sound in his throat and anger rise in his features as his magazine dropped clumsily to the ground.

"Go away, Cloud." Leon grumbled, glaring at the blonde haired man and attempting to push him away. But Cloud, who was prepared for this reaction and was too quick for this, easily grabbed both of Leon's protesting arms by the wrists and gripped them tightly, holding them hostage in between the both of them. He leaned slightly forward, daring to look straight into the other man's cold indigo eyes with his own bright blue eyes. God, how he just wanted to place his lips firmly around the brunette's and taste their delicious essence, to take that sharp, strict tongue of Leon's with his own and run his curious fingers through his thick silky brown hair as he pressed his own aching body against the other's finely taut one…

Just for once did he want the unhappy person sitting under him to smile back and hold him securely in his strong arms and tell him how much he really cared about him… and want him back. But those were all fantasies in Cloud's disturbed mind and chances were it would happen as soon as Hollow Bastion froze over twice in mid-June (especially considering it was none other than the stubborn refused to show emotion none other than drum roll… Leon!).

The truth was… Cloud wanted Leon just as much as people in hell want ice water. Wait no… even more than that. He craved him, lusted a simple touch or brush of elbows that sent goosebumps spreading across his body like a wildfire. Even so, a rare gentlefriendly look across his face when he looked at Cloud, just like Leon always had when he talked to Sora, was fine in the optimistic man's book. That's all he wanted right then: acceptance from the only man he'd ever looked upon with a whole new meaning of love and the confidential compassion which he had been keeping in his overloaded heart ever since he first laid eyes on him.

"Awe, don't deny it, Squall…" The blonde replied, still smiling and trying to act like Leon's cruel words hadn't phased him one bit. Still gripping his arms, Cloud moved a bit closer so that the tips of their noses were barely touching each other. He could feel the hot breath of the brunette across his lips and it sent crazy sensations up and down his spine. He shivered and tried to blow off his own feelings to finish his witty remark. "You want me… you really do, and you're just scared to admit it." He laughed. Actually… it was more of a laugh that faded into a poorly forced chuckle.

Leon's eyebrows furrowed together, his expression showing deep dislike; obviously not thinking what Cloud was doing was humorous in any way. "Go fuck yourself if you think you're so irresistible, then." He spat sourly at him, conjuring up a loathing look in his eyes, as he continued to glare back at the younger man. "And if you want your head to continue sitting safely on your shoulders I suggest you never call me Squall… ever… again."

His intimidating-sounding threat only made Cloud smile wider. This led Leon to yet more frustration and bewilderment. What the hell is he trying to get at, with that damn stupid goofy smile plastered across his face? Why wont he just get the fucking hint and go away? Can't he see that I WANT him to just leave me go? Forget about me…please…go…

The brunette's eyes flickered wide open in astonishment as the blonde, without warning, leaned forward just enough so he could stroke the tip of his nose gently against Leon's. "Ouch. You know, Leon, that kinda hurt my feelings… but I'll have to let it pass since I know you didn't really mean it." The younger man ended his last sentence in almost a whisper, letting his breath tickle the crook of the other's neck. He continued caressing their noses together genteelly a few more times and smirked as he saw the untouchable person beneath him close his eyes tight in concentration and take in a few long deep breaths to keep control of his raging emotions. Cloud was getting to him, and Cloud liked it.

Please… just leave me, Cloud. You don't know what you're getting into. If you did, you wouldn't want me anymore… please…don't do this to me… or to yourself. You'll only get hurt... I'll only get hurt; you can't fool around with people like this….

In all honesty, Leon was having quite a hard time right about then trying to keep the rhythm of his heartbeat at a steady pace and keep it from going absolutely insane like it wanted to, and end up ramming right out his chest cavity for all to behold. He was doing a pretty good job of it too, considering all the mixed up feelings swarming around throughout his whole body. Leon knew he wanted Cloud, oh yes, he definitely knew that much. How couldn't one, really, all you had to do was take one look into those intriguing blue eyes that always glitter with mischief and glance over his soft locks of sunshine yellow hair that made you want to run your palms continuously against the spikes… Oh, and you're good as lost once you trace your glace down those sleek feminine like curves of his hips that align perfectly with his fine muscled legs that looked oh-so-good in leather or tight jeans…

No! He had to stop thinking like this! His hormones must be getting to him, that's all. He could never love Cloud; never… and Cloud would never love him back, they were just too different at heart. The blonde was tricking him into believing that he really loved him, accepted him for the prude he knew he was. The smaller man was trying to seduce him and tease him by using his own emotions against himself, but Leon was too smart for that. He wasn't about to give in to one of Cloud's stupid games and get his heart broken again. He was positive that was all this was to the blonde… a sick little game to turn the inflexible man into mush and toy around with his heart, then throw him aside when he'd had enough. He re-opened his eyes to see the other man still on top of him.

Cloud continued letting out random little flutters of breath that skimmed across Leon's neck as he carefully observed the male's expression, and to his surprise, he briefly saw a new sentiment in the stern man's eyes. Something had managed to replace the cold intensity of his glance, but the blonde couldn't quite tell what it was. Confusion? Pain? Sadness? Love, even? No, not the last one… he only wished it was and it made his heart nearly rip in two as he realized that neither love nor lust was what he saw... it had to do with suffering... for some reason the older person felt a kind of suffering. It was hard to ponder over for it only lasted a couple of seconds, and then Leon went back to his usual repugnant self towards the immature man.

With one last lungful of air; the fury-stricken male finally opened his mouth to speak out another string of cruel words. "You're really lucky Sora likes you so much, otherwise I'd have already kicked your sorry ass out of this damned house." He snarled drawing his eyebrows back together in disgust. Then with one strong, swift movement, the taller man shoved Cloud out of his lap and sent him tumbling to the solid floor where he sat in shock.

Leon stood up, still glowering down at the blonde who was rubbing at his sore bum, a look of discomfort on his face. "You're sorely mistaken if you think you can play around with me like that… Cloud." With that he stepped heavily in his strapped-up, black boots, over the man still positioned on the ground and briskly strode out the room.

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Author: Awe, poor Cloud, but don't worry, things will work out eventually, otherwise I wouldn't have ever done that... or would I?

I never had this Beta read, but if someone who reads this and likes and thinks they could help me out, please let me know!

More slash to come, and who shall be returning to Hollow Bastion? Why none ither than Riku of course! Can't leavepoor Sora all alone without love, now can we?Comments and advice are greatly loved and all who sumbits a review shall be loved til death! 3

Thanks!

Jenni