Disclaimer don't own Leon, Cloud or anything to do with Square Enix. Nope, not even a game... Sucks to be me, ne?

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The snow covered the floor, the last threads of sunlight reflecting off it brightly. Cloud wandered quietly and tried to ignore his own thoughts. He wanted to let someone in, he really did! But he just couldn't trust anyone he knew. No one but him… The slate eyed man who was similar to himself. Squall Leonheart (or Leon, as he wished to be called. One of the things Cloud actually understood about him.) was quiet, withdrawn and obviously had a troubled past. Cloud couldn't help but trust him, if only a little.

"Are you going to wander around out here all night? Or are you going to that canyon again?" As if by magic, the very man appeared behind him, a warm hand placed on his shoulder.

"I don't think I'll be going back there…" Even with a limited answer, Leon always seemed to understand. It might have been from knowing Cloud for almost a year, or from some kind of mutual understanding. Cloud had no clue.

"Good, then you won't mind staying at my house for the night."

"What...!" A scarlet blush spread across Cloud's pale cheeks, trying to comprehend the meaning of Leon's statement.

"Aerith is getting Cid to fix yours. Heartless invaded it earlier. Come on, I've got spare clothes."Nodding, the blonde followed Leon through the white streets of Traverse Town to the 3rd district.

Lying on the large sofa in Leon's sitting room (he refused to take Leon's bed, it just didn't seem right.), Cloud tried to sleep. It seemed almost impossible. Slowly and quietly, so as not to disturb Leon, he stood and stepped to the kitchen.

The few street lights lit up the street, helped by the full moon. Cloud lifted the glass of water he had to his lips, the cold water a welcome feeling. His thoughts returned to their previous occupation.

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Stony eyes opened slowly, blinking as the light came at them. Silence greeted Leon's ears. He was used to that, no matter how he wanted it to change, he was still used to it.

Standing slowly, stretching the kinks out of his back from sleeping, Leon went into the small room that had the sofa in it. But something was out of place… There were blankets on the sofa. And a pillow, and someone in his kitchen! He silently grabbed his Gunblade and stepped to the kitchen door. He peeked around the door frame. A sigh of relief escaped his lips, it was only Cloud. Now I remember, he's staying till his house is fixed.

"How did you sleep?" The blonde's deep voice broke through the silence, making Leon jump slightly.

"Yes, thanks. Yourself?" He wasn't used to conversations this early. What time was it anyway? Must have only been 7, 8 in the morning…

"Fine, Leon. Thanks for letting me stay." Cloud turned around, a small smile on his lips. Against his own will, it forced Leon to offer a smile of his own. Something warm crept up in his chest and stomach. I know that feeling…No, not again damn it! He forced the smile from his face and nodded, exiting the kitchen. Suddenly, he felt very tired.

Cloud was shocked to say the least. First, Leon had walked in with no shirt on, rendering Cloud speechless for a moment, and then they had…Talked, like two normal people! Leon had been warm. What had Cloud said to make him become his icy-self again?

He heard something from upstairs about half an hour after Leon had left. Quietly, he stepped up the stairs. The sound was from Leon's room. Cloud pushed the door open a crack, looking inside.

The room was dark. The curtains were drawn and only a sliver of light was able to penetrate the dark. That light fell on the bed at the back of the room. On the bed, was a lump. A lump in the shape of a man. Cautiously, Cloud approached it. It wasn't just a lump, it was Leon. He must have gone back to bed… Not very like him.

Leon was sleeping, but anything but peacefully. He was tossing and turning in his bed violently. The dark brown tresses were damp with sweat and his eyebrows knitted together. He was having a nightmare. If there was anything Cloud knew how to deal with, it was nightmares. Suddenly, Leon's sleeping body let out a guttural growl that scared even Cloud. His teeth were bared and his hands clutching at the sheets.

"Leon… Leon, wake up..." He shook the mans shoulders, trying to wake him gently. "It's just a nightmare… Wake up, Leon." Leaning down, he put his left arm behind Leon's head, lifting him up. He rocked the man's quivering form back and forth gently. As Cloud rocked him, Leon's breathing evened out and his shoulders relaxed. Cloud smiled gently again. He took his arm from under Leon's head after a minute more of comforting the sleeping Leon. Gently, he placed the brunette back on the bed and stood, leaving Leon to sleep more peacefully. But, he didn't leave the room immediately. Standing in the doorway he watched as Leon slept.

There was something strange about what he felt as he watched Leon. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but still... The warmth that began crawling around in his gut was scaring him. He had tried to block those feelings and had succeeded for years. Why did one man manage to bring down all his walls so easily? It was ridiculous how easily Leon had affected him. Didn't Cloud have any control? Evidently not, as his feet took him forward and stopped next to the edge of the bed. His back bent him down and his eyes locked on Leon's sleeping face. His lips pressed themselves on Leon's eyelids and his hand held the sleeping brunettes cheek.

"C..loud.." Leon murmered in his sleep. Terrified he had been caught, Cloud froze. "Don't...leave me..." Leon turned his head to the right, his closed eyes seemingly fixed on Cloud.

"I'm not going to. Ever, got that? Never." He leant back down, of his own accord this time, and pressed his lips to Leon's. Whatever he had been expecting, what happened wasn't it. Leon's lips moved against his and those cold eyes opened, full of heat. Cloud pulled back, in shock. "L..Leon! I-" A finger pressed against his lips.

"Don't say anything. This doesn't need explaining..." Leon sat up, his mouth locking with Clouds. His tongue swept along Cloud's lips, silently asking for permission. Who was Cloud to deny him? He parted his own lips, his tongue darting out to meet the others. As they made contact, Cloud felt the heat inside him double. He moaned into Leon's mouth. Leon's hot tongue rubbed against his own, causing a shiver to run down his spine. A hot hand rubbed his shoulder, pulling him down so he was laying on the bed, Leon manuvering himself so he straddled Clou'ds waist. He pulled back from the kiss.

"Leon... I-... I don't know if I .." Cloud's mind whirled and he closed his eyes tightly, suddenly feeling an intense friction between their bodies. Leon shushed him, moving his hips down and rocking them against Cloud. "Ah!" His back arched up, he needed more of that heat... He heard a deep, gutteral moan from deep in Leon's throat. "Ahh...N...no..." He pushed Leon off and sat up.

"No, it's not right... Not now..." Leon's eyes slipped closed. Cloud couldn't believe it. Had Leon been asleep all along? Oh god I feel so humiliated... How am I going to look at him again? Standing awkwardly (he did have a certain problem after all) Cloud backed out of the room. Hic cheeks a vibrant red as he closed the door.

And thats my first cleon... And my fisr Limey thingie!
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