DISCLAIMER - I do not own any of the following characters
WARNING - Everything, baby
RANT - I do admit... I am currently half drunk at the moment.
"Who do you think you are?" He asked in such a simple way. "Say it now, say it proud! Who are you?"
"A... whore man..."
"Louder!"
"A whore man.
"LOUDER!"
"A whore man!"
"LOUDERRRR!"
"I'M A BIG FAT, STINKIN' WHORE!"
"You're not fat or stinky..."
"Thanks."
Cloud Strife was sitting on the couch across from an old friend, someone he always considered to be his little brother; a sarcastic, childish brunet-haired youth by the name of Sora. He sighed as he pushed some of his wild blond locks from his face, looking less then confident. "Are you sure...? I mean, you're not a slut... What makes you think guys like that?"
"Because I'm not a slut in general, I'm a slut in private." Sora smacked the side of Cloud's head, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to get his point across. "Get it right! I'm a private slut, but you have to be in that state of mind to really turn a guy on."
"... I remember when you used to be innocent. Is this really what Riku has reduced you to?"
"I love him, dumby." Sora began, all too cheerfully- giving his trade mark grin. He leaned back in his seat, hands conjoined behind his head. "I do it because I love him... and I just know from general experience-"
"You mean your slutty friends?" Cloud asked sweetly.
"I know from /general experience/..." Sora continued, giving Cloud a warning glare, "that guys love that kind of stuff in general. And come on... If anyone is a closet horn-dog, it has to be Leon. He's like a big lion in disguise. His name even sounds like 'lion'!"
Cloud just grumbled something under his breath, not liking the sound of this at all. "Well... I guess... It can't hurt to try something new... as long as it doesn't involve me cross-dressing or something. Once is well enough for a life time, thanks."
"... You cross-dressed before?"
"...No."
"Uh... huh. Anyway..."
Short. Silly. I giggled.
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