Title: He Lives In You

Author: Metal Goddess

Summary: Strange visions haunt Leon's sleep and waking moments...All he sees is Cloud...where others cannot...Is he losing his mind, or has he gained another's light? (Cleon)

A.N: This is my first Yaoi fic, so be nice. A a warning to all who read this, if you don't like yaoi, then don't read. Simples.

Disclaimer: The Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts and Dissidia characters that will appear in this fic belong to their respective owners.

The Messenger is standing at the gate
Ready to let go
Ready for the crush
-The Messenger, Dissidia: Final Fantasy-

Prologue

A mixture of blood and feathers lay scattered around two heavily breathing warriors. It was obviously a very long battle.

The silver-haired warrior, known as Sephiroth, stood as the personification of the darkness within the warrior standing across fom him.

Cloud was barely able to hold his Ultima swords in his weakened arms. Gashes littered his battered body and he was pretty sure that he fractured something. Sephiroth, on the other hand, looked calm, if you could discount the fact that his one black wing was bent at a very odd angle.

"Your light has left you...all is lost to you..."

"Shut up!"

Cloud put all of his energy into a rushing charge, Ultima aimed for the dark angel's chest, but Sephiroth parried it effortlessly and used his free hand to swat Cloud to the ground, like and annoying bug.

Cloud landed painfully on the ground a few metres from Sephiroth. With Masamune in hand, Sephiroth walked up to the now pitiful looking Cloud, who was trying in vain to get up onto his feet.

"Poor, pitiful, broken, darkened little doll", sneered Sephiroth as he punctuated this statement by stabbing Masamune into Cloud's hand. "Is there even a word for a creature like you?"

'No!...not now...not...when I...'

There was suddenly a blinding flash of light that enmanated from Cloud, the focus point being his chest. The light seemed to hurt Sephiroth, who tensed in visible pain as it got brighter and brighter.

The light was suddenly tinged with red. Sephiroth looked down to see that Ultima was sticking out of his chest. Cloud was gripping the handle with both hands and a single black wing had appeared on his left shoulder blade. It was slowly turning grey...

"...Stay where you belong...in my memories..."

Sephiroth smirked, although one could see defeat in his eyes.

"I will never...be a memory..."

In a flurry of dark waves and black feathers, he was gone...no more. Cloud dropped Ultima from a now slack grip and he fell to his knees, a few feathers fell from his now white wing.

Cloud brought shaky hands up to his face and he cloudn't stop the tears from flowing down his face. He never felt so pure...so free...so light...

Wooshing sounds came from around him as hundreds of Heartless formed around him. A laugh was heard from the blond man as he collapsed to his right side, white wing dropping to cover his face and the upper half of his body.

Within the feathered cover, Cloud saw something glinting not too far from him, having dropped out of the chest pocket of his sleeveless shirt. Clous slowly reached and grabbed the item. Bringing it closer to him, he saw that it was a familar looking griever...

'I guess...I couldn't return...lost property...'

Cloud closed his around the griever as he pulled his white wing closer in on him self.

'I'm sorry...Leon...'

A horde of Heartless prepared all at one to jump on the warrior before, in a quick movement, they were all on top of him. A light escaped from their dark fingers, out of their reach and past the boundary of worlds...