It is possible to become strong after be treated has a toy almost all your life?, can you be fixed by a player? Can love be real when all starts with sex?

This story is very personal I hope you all enjoy it. It is an AU (like almost all my stories), Yaoi with Lemons. I don't own the character.

Parings: Leon and Cloud. Vincent and Cid

Thank you to my beta, she thinks this story is good to post, so here it is.

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It is a pretty afternoon of autumn, the trees are yellow and red and the wind is cold. A young blonde man is walking out of the train station in the business sector, where the hotels of the city are. He walks in the middle of a park where there is a fountain with a strange post made in different patterns with lights in some of them. He walks among people dressed in suits and formal clothes, work clothes. He feels a little out of place, because he's wearing denim pants cut from the knee, a black cotton shirt and a worn jacket that have seen better days.

He walks with his head down, not wanting to see anybody, almost fading away in the background with all his black clothes, but his pointy hairstyle is not helping; he can feel the looks of the people on the way. Maybe they can see why I'm here.

He keeps walking, knowing the direction of one huge Hotel near the main road. He stops in front of the building, takes a big gulp of air and looks up. His deep blue eyes, that are so blue they shine, are full of dread; he is not sure why he is there.

The day before he received a strange phone call, it was the man that could sweep him away just with one small smile; his piercing green eyes make him feel shivers and warm at the same time. That man called to inform him that he will be getting married the next week; that made the young man have an empty feeling in his stomach. He stopped breathing for a moment and his eyes watered because he loved that man, it was his first love and it was going to be far from his grasp forever.

The man was not blind about the feelings of the blonde one, he knew how he affected him, so he planned to have him in his bed for just one night and give himself the pleasure to feel the blonde and trap him in his hands for other occasions when he felt like fucking a man.

The boy stays, looking at his grave for a second more before entering the lobby. He enters, feeling how his knees begin to tremble, but he swallows the lump in his throat and walks to the main desk in front of him. He had felt a heavy stare on him the moment he had stepped in the place, he tried to ignore it but it was getting on his nerves. He turns his head in the direction of the place from where he can feel the stare burning into his skin, making him feel guilty for what he is going to do, but he finds himself with a storm looking at him which makes him realize why he was feeling so uncertain. He stays looking at those eyes, feeling relieved to be saved in the last minute from something that can ruin his life. He closes his eyes and bows his head; he sniffs a little and cleans his eyes, he doesn't know when he had started to cry. Maybe my dad is right, I'm a kid. He looks up again to say thank you to that person but he found nobody there. He checks the entire room for those eyes, but he found no one looking at him or having those storm-like eyes.

He turns around and walks out of the building. The second he steps in the street he can feel that the day is brighter and the air is cleaner; he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, feeling light and free. He is going to keep loving that man but he is going to let him go away. That is the most mature thing I've ever thought in my life. He smiles and looks at the sky. How I wish to be in another place. Walking back to the station he came out from, he looks at everything in a different way; he stops and appreciates the beauty of the place and smiles, looking at the people going to work. It's time to go back to the real world, and it's time to grow up.

Two years later

Coming out of the train in the station of Hollow Bastion is the same blonde young man, dressed in a suit that makes him look more mature and more like a businessman; he is now in the division of engineering and manufacturing in the company of his father.

His father has sent him there to start the developing of the rebuilding in the old part of the city; his big brother, a chain-smoking gruff man, is there doing the hard work. He is there to supervise the restoration and renewing of the place, he is the architect and his brother the one who builds the concept.

He stands on the platform, waiting for someone to welcome him. He takes a seat on one of the benches in the place and sighs. His brother is most likely to forget about him. He passes his hand over the blonde spikes on his head and sighs, taking his phone from his pocket.

"Who's there, I'm busy here!" answers his big brother.

"Honestly, one of these days you are going to die of a heart attack," says the blonde, smiling at his sibling's antics, he is unique. I don't know how Vincent can live with him.

"Hi there Cloud, how are ya?" Now the annoyed voice fades and the brotherly chat starts.

"I'm forgotten," he answers out of the blue.

"Huh?" That makes Cloud sigh, feeling like he needs a change of work.

"Train station, today, arrive, that sound familiar to you, Cid?" says Cloud, using his best sarcasm in which he may not be an expert on, but he has had the best teacher, Vincent, the most vicious man when it came to defending what he wants – aka a lawyer.

"Ah sure does, hahaha, you are there aren't ya, hahaha, I'm on my way, don't speak with strangers okay?"

"I'm not a child, Cid."

"Aw but you are so cute that I need to protect you from the mean male wolves," he says, laughing all the time.

"Yes, yes, I know. Come and get me, I'm feeling lonely," says Cloud, knowing that his brother really cares about him.

He has just gotten out of the last depression attack, if that is a correct term for feeling utterly bad and lonely all the time. After the hotel incident he became a hard worker and all, but his feelings were a mess, and are a mess.

Cloud knows what his problem is – it is a man called Sephiroth, the man he is in love with. He knows it's an impossible love, he tried so many times to find a man to fall in love with but he couldn't find anyone who could fill the hollow in his heart. The reason was that no one was like him.

After an entire hour of waiting and eating some sea-salt lollipops a blonde dusty man appears in front of him with a big grin and a grey teddy bear with a blue nose.

"We miss ya," says Cid, stretching his arms for a hug. Cloud smiles a little and sighs, standing up and approaching the man to receive his bear hug. After feeling that his ribs would become dust his brother releases him.

"I miss you too, how's everything?" he asks, looking at the grey bear who has grey eyes as well.

"We are on schedule," answers Cid, standing proper and talking with a professional sound of voice.

"Wow, that's a big word," says Cloud with a playful look in his eyes, which earns him a slap on the head.

They laugh together and go to the dustier truck in the parking lot.

They walk to the building site, where the huge castle is looking over the city like a protector. There Cid shows the advances and changes they had to do when Cloud was not there. The place is getting better and better, the restoration committee of the town is the one checking on the details and approves of everything they are doing.

Cid informs him that time about a welcome party in his place, with friends and some of the people of the committee and all. Cloud looks at him with a grimace but he says that it was ok. The younger brother doesn't feel so comfortable in parties, for him they are a loss of time, precious sleeping time, but he accepts because he knows that he is going to be there anyway, if the lover of his brother is there somewhere.

They arrive at the house almost an hour later of the designated time; Cid tells Cloud to knock on the door because he has his hands full of booze.

The door opens, revealing a really pissed-off, tall, pale, raven-haired man, but in the second he recognises the young blonde his expression changes and a small smile graces his features.

"Hello, Cloud, I'm happy you made it," he says with a warm and deep voice, but at the end he sends a death glare to the one who is responsible for the tardiness. Cloud can swear he hears a squeak in the back.

The two enter the house and Cloud is immediately surrounded by people he has seen in the restoration place but couldn't go to say hi because of the work and the devil captain of doom. He smiles, trying to stay polite and chat with the people; one of his friends offers him a drink and he takes it gratefully.

After all the initial fuss he is in a corner drinking alone; the people are now cheering a drinking contest, he is resting and trying to make his headache go away.

Then a tall man comes to stand near him. He turns his head to see the man, he is dressed in casual clothes but he looks good in those leather pants. Cloud smirks, knowing this is the first time in years he found a body he appreciates aside from that other. He hears a small laugh and looks at the face of the man, he can't see well but it appears that the man is older than him and is handsome. He stands up, wanting to look at the man properly, he is curious now because he can see a glimpse of a scar.

The man shifts, giving him a good view of his front. Cloud smiles a friendly smile, the man shifts his eyes and looks at the pools of clear water in front of him. He feels a thump inside, recognizing those eyes. Cloud sees those stormy eyes and smiles, remembering those eyes that saved him a long time ago.

The man moves and takes something from his rich back pocket and hands it to Cloud, who looks at it, reading. The man leans toward him a little and whispers in his ear.

"I hope to see you soon." That makes the blonde shiver and blush. The man then turns around and leaves.

Cloud stays there, looking at the retreating form of the man. Wow, what a great butt. Then he looks at the card and reads: Squall Leonhart, lawyer. He turns the card and sees a note in neat handwriting, it says: 'I'll be waiting for you'. He humphs and is about to put the card in his pocket when Vincent comes to him, walking with grace only he possessed.

"He gave you his business card?" he inquires of the blonde.

"Yes," says Cloud, not understanding why his friend is looking at him with that knowing smile.

"You are lucky, he only hands that to special people, in fact it has been a long time since he has done that," he says to the blonde who is looking at him with curiosity, but not wanting to pry, because Vincent now has a dreamy expression as though the act was something special for him.

Seeing that, Vincent continues explaining what the meaning of that act is.

"We call him The Host, he is a lawyer in my firm, he is one of the best, but he has this… how should I call it… hobby… well it's not that… but let's call it that. When he was younger he used to give his card only to people who were his type, to be his bed partners for a period of time. He treats them like his boyfriends but he never commits to anyone. He gave you his card; it has been years since I saw that last time, so it must be something special. In other words, he wants you to be his bed partner." By this time Cloud is in his previous place, looking at Vincent with round eyes. "To be honest, one time I was his partner, and I can tell he is good, that was after I found Cid. He helped me to be… well, you know," Vincent finishes with a smile and a light blush. Cloud stays there, looking at his almost brother-in-law saying that he approves that.

Cloud tries to stand but he feels dizzy. Vincent grabs him by the arm, steadying the blonde.

"Are you all right?" Vincent asks his almost little-brother-in-law in concern.

"Yeah… I... I think I drank too much… going to bed," he says, trying to take a step but fails.

"Hey, what's up?" asks Cid, walking closer to them.

"I think Cloud is not feeling well," answers Vincent, holding onto the young blond.

"He is a kid, what is he doing drinking? I'll take him to his room," says Cid, shaking his head and smiling to have his brother back.

Cid takes Cloud to his room and lays him in bed; he begins taking off his shoes when Cloud speaks.

"Cid, did you know about the Host?" Cloud asks, concerned for the well-being of his brother.

"Well of course, how could I not, he made my baby the way he is and I'm not complaining, hehehehe," says Cid, continuing to take off the clothes of his brother for bed.

Cloud is horrified by that statement. What?

Cid keeps telling the traumatized Cloud about the Host case, and how he does what he did. Cloud can't believe that that exists, because Cid assures him that he is not a whore, he only takes bed partners for a short period of time and the partner is ok with that.

"Why ya ask?" Cid finally asks, covering Cloud with the comforter.

"Well… it's because… I met him today and… he gave me his card," Cloud tells him from under the covers.

Cid stays silent, wondering whether that is a good or a bad thing, he knows Squall... no, Leon, and he knows that he quit doing that a long time ago, saying that he was going to find his soul mate. Is he searching for Cloud's body or heart? That fucker better be doing the last, if not, he is going to find himself under a mountain of concrete.

"I'm not going to tell you what to do, that is your decision to make, but be careful; I don't want to see my baby brother hurt, ok?" he says, petting the blonde spikes that came out of the covers.

Cloud nods and feels mild curiosity about that Host thing, he thinks that the man is gorgeous and those eyes give him confidence, but he doesn't want to do something stupid. He sleeps, thinking if it's a good idea to go, or not.

...

"I hear that you gave the card to Cid's brother," says an over-excited young woman with dark hair and almost no clothes.

"Yes," replies the man, reading a legal document with interest.

"And?"

"And," says the man, not looking at her, because he wants to make her mad and he doesn't want to discuss that with her.

"What are you going to do?" He listens to the whiny voice, knowing that she is desperate. Then the phone makes a noise; he answers, knowing that the receptionist is not in her place. He looks at the woman with pointy eyes, and she goes running out of the office.

"It's better you don't hurt my brother you slut, if you make him cry I'll make you a block in the castle, you hear me!" He smiles, understanding the man. He smiles; well this is too much to achieve the 'annoy people' for a day.

"I know Cid, don't worry, I'm not planning to do that," he says with a calm voice, still looking at the documents and taking notes.

"And what is it that you're planning? I know, fuck him, and then what?" The lawyer takes the phone far from his ear. Indeed too much for annoying today.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him, and it's his choice, not mine," he replies calmly and looks towards the door where he meets red staring at him; he smiles and makes a gesture with his hand for the other to maintain silence.

"I promise I'll kill you, understand?" Then he hears the phone killed on the other end.

He hangs up the phone and prepares himself for the next round with his boss.

Vincent comes into the office and takes a seat in front of the lawyer. He stays there, looking in the eyes of the man he knows so well. After a moment of silence, the lawyer cracks.

"Tell me," he says. Vincent sighs and remains silent one more minute.

"I don't know what you are planning, but that boy is not your ground to taste," he says with a glint in his eyes. Feeling the danger, the lawyer leans in his chair and looks at the man in front of him before speaking carefully.

"I know he is not stable, but I really like him, Vincent," he smiles, remembering the first time he saw the boy, so lost and unhappy.

"Are you sure, Leon?" asks Vincent, trying to see a lie.

"I don't know if I want a relationship but I… want to give it a try… Is that bad?" answers Leon, showing his own uncertainty to the other man.

"Leon, please don't do something stupid, and good luck," says the man, strolling out of the office.

Leon sighs, feeling for the first time in years fear to do the wrong thing and hurt that handsome man of his dreams.

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