No, I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Kingdom Hearts II, or Final Fantasy VII or VIII OR any of the characters belonging to the aforementioned. (Anyone who would think that I would claim that I owned those is deranged.) Anyway, Enjoy your crack!

Night

Leon crept silently into the dimmed room, and lithe as a cat he noiselessly paced over the cold, hard floor. He placed his quivering hands on it... he knew what turned it on.

The screen started to glow. Leon's heart started racing, his throat became dry and raspy as his hands reached toward the keys. His hands made contact. Their smooth metal surfaces brushed his fingertips. He ran his hands over them... and started to type. He typed slowly, savoring the soft click of every key, the gentle pressure of his fingers rhythmically pressing them down. His typing grew faster… his heart started to race. Sweat started to bead on his forehead. He started typing more and more and more hurriedly until his hands were racing over the keys in a mad frenzy. The beads of sweat trickled slowly into his eyes, blurring his vision.

Leon began to get very hot. His breathing became increasingly labored, until it escaped his lips in short gasps. He had to reach up occasionally and wipe his forehead to rid it of the perspiration that was obscuring his sight. Every absence of his hand upon the keys almost drove him insane with loss, but upon re-contact, he typed even faster, more frenzied, to make up for the loss of time. But soon he heard footsteps outside the door. He froze. His body which had been so hot with ardor suddenly became ice cold. The door slid open slowly, grating on the floor. Leon quickly wiped the sweat from his brow and suppressed his labored breathing. Cid walked in.

"Woah, Leon! I know ya want Radiant Garden to be like it was before, but seriously, take a rest!"

"…" Leon just stared back at him.

"Well, if you ain't gonna sleep, I'll just do it for ya." Cid said as he exited the room.

Leon let out a sigh of relief. He turned his gaze back to the computer. His quivering hands reaching for the keys once more…

THE END

…or is it…