A/N: So I've been wanting to write a fanfic for a while, but I couldn't think of anything to write about. Then, in the middle of the night, I decided to move a 10 GB folder. Any idea how long that takes on a computer that is slow because of all the crap I have downloaded? A LONG time. Then suddenly, I was inspired. I don't really like the title. It was only supposed to be temporary, but after a while it was suddenly the only title that fit.

Disclaimer: Do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of the hot bishies in the game… sadly

Warnings: Cybersex, real sex, you name it... not in the introduction though

10 GB of love

Introduction

It was late at night, but Cloud wasn't particularly tired. He was in bed though, with his laptop where his pillow should be and the pillow thrown at the floor. The internet connection was always bad in his bedroom, and sometimes it simply refused to work altogether, and so Cloud was forced to work offline. Of course, he could just move to the living-room, but that was just too much trouble. And if he did, he would only end up falling asleep on the couch, get in late for class and have stiff shoulders to top it all of. There were limits to what one could do without internet though, and most of it included cyber-cards of sorts.

The computer was slow, and since he couldn't do anything more interesting, he decided it was time to clean up his system. First of all, he could move that 10 GB folder of various downloads to another hard drive. Without thinking things through, he right-clicked on the folder and moved it. Estimated time, 39 minutes…

He cursed quietly. The plan was to get tired and fall asleep within that time, not to stare at bar that never moved. What was he supposed to do in the meantime? A flashing green light at the bottom right of his screen caught his attention. He had internet connection! After looking through his favorite sites, he somehow ended up in a chat room. That was somewhere he rarely frequented, but he had nothing better to do, as the transaction between hard drive C and E was still only halfway done.

With a nick as plain as blondboy19, he entered the chat room. As expected really, the people making contact were all pervs. It was fun to tease them for a bit, but in the end, Cloud got pretty sick of them. Did no normal people use these chat rooms? One of the pervs were bothering him more than others, Firestarter. It was a really stupid screen name as well. Not that Blondeboy19 had any right to say something. Firestarter kept asking him for his MSN or Yahoo address and whatnot. He was about to block the jerk when another window popped up, with an unexpected message.

"Excuse my friend, Firestarter. He's drunk and has gotten it into his head that you must be pretty."

The message was from a Lion20. "A lion, huh?" Cloud chuckled and typed his reply. "Well, he's right. I'm goddamned pretty."

"I see. Block him if you like. He's annoying me as well."

"So what is a (seemingly) normal person doing here?"

"Besides getting hit on by old perverts? Wondering why I'm here. You?"

"Looking for normal people."

"Good we found each other then."

Their conversation started out plain. They asked each other about some basic info, Cloud was from 19 years old and was from LA, Leon was 20 and from New York, but soon they had so much to talk about, they decided it would be better if they exchanged msn addresses. Then the conversation continued to early morning. By the time they had finished, Cloud's alarm clock was ringing. With a loud sigh he shut it off and rolled out of bed. This was going to be a long day, he just knew it.

Leon was tired. Actually, not just tired, exhausted! And still, his so-called best friend was keeping him up just because he needed company after being dumped. He had been dumped so many times already, he should have gotten used to it by now. "What are you doing on my computer?" Leon asked as he served the redhead another beer. Hopefully the alcohol would make him tired enough to drop dead sometime soon.

"I'm on a web chat. Trying to get myself a new boyfriend."

"Online? Good luck with that. There's only a bunch of perverts on."

"And does it not occur to you that I'm looking for one of those?"

"Not to mention you are one of them."

"Exactly! Blondeboy19. Sounds pretty. Let's get him to give us a webcam lap dance! You swing both ways, don't you Leon?"

"I guess… Axel, it's late. Can't we just both go to bed? I have to get up early tomorrow."

"NO!" he shouted, like that was the most insane suggestion a person could make. "I need you to keep the beers coming. Do you not care for my wounded heart?" Leon nodded in defeat. Next beer was going to contain various drugs though. Was it possible to kill people with aspirin? He was a little short on cyanide. "Hey, why don't you get your laptop and we'll chat together?" Axel suggested and pointed at the laptop in mention. It was lying on the couch, a bit away from the desk where Axel sat.

"Fine, fine." He opened up his laptop and got into the site his friend was on, though he didn't begin to chat with anyone and declined all offers. Axel was causing enough trouble on his own. Especially for the blonde boy. "Axel, let him be or he's going to block you," Leon said.

"Shut up Lee. I'm gonna see this guy naked." Axel's speech had finally begun to go slurry. Getting that man drunk was hard work, and not to mention financially irresponsible.

Axel didn't stop bothering the poor guy and he somehow felt compelled to apologize on his drunken friend's behalf. "Excuse my friend, Firestarter. He's drunk and has gotten it into his head that you must be pretty," Leon typed. He wasn't expecting a response, and just sat back on his couch.

"Well, he's right. I'm goddamned pretty."

Leon couldn't help but laugh. Axel mumbled a few comments about the brunette's sudden outburst, but Leon only ignored him. "I see. Block him if you like. He's annoying me as well."

It was perhaps a little rude of him, considering Axel being one of his best friends, but truer words had never been spoken.

"So what is a (seemingly) normal person doing here?"

"Besides getting hit on by old perverts? Wondering why I'm here. You?"

"Looking for normal people."

"Good we found each other then." A loud thud behind him signaled that Axel was finally asleep, and drooling on his keyboard no less. He could go to bed now if he wanted to, yet the blonde boy seemed interesting. And if he was as pretty as he claimed to be, Leon sure wanted to see him. Did that make him a pervert? Pervert or not, by the time he finally decided it was time to say goodbye and go to bed, he was already supposed to be in class.