Summary: Visiting a large city has always held its dangers, love stories and random meetings of old friends and enemies. Leon just knew it was a bad idea to visit Twilight Town, but for his adopted sibling he'd go through the fires of hell and kick the butt of anyone who gets in his way, but when's he's brought low and finds himself unable to look after himself left alone anyone else, who will help him get back together?

Author's Note: I don't own any of these characters, except one and that would be Dixcyn. I try to keep In-Character as much as possible, but yeah that doesn't happen, so I added one where I could go ADD and not have too feel bad.

This first chapater is short, kinda choppy maybe, and contains mild swearing.

Chapter 1

"And to present it, our very own Seifer Almasy." The announcer shouted into the microphone.

"More like Seifer asshole."

"Oh, be nice, Leon."

The brunette glared at the blue haired girl who suddenly invited herself to use his thigh as a pillow.

"Shut up."

She chuckled, "Tifa was right. You are grumpy."

He merely growled at her and turned his attention back to the kid who was the new Struggle champion. He hadn't seen that kind of fighting in a long time. Kid was good, and would probably hold the championship longer than Setzer or Seifer had.

That was the only reason he'd come to watch this, so that he could see Seifer get his ass handed to him. Now that he had, he was ready to go home. And he would too, if it weren't for the blue haired nuisance currently napping in his lap. Dixcyn had wanted to visit Twilight Town for as long as he had known her. She wanted to see the train station, Struggle match and watch all the sunsets and rises every day. She had bargained for a months' worth of time here, away from the gloominess of Traverse Town. Leon was glad that he'd agreed, not that he would ever admit that, but he liked it here. It reminded him of his old home.

"Dix, let's go." He bounced his leg to get her to sit up, but she didn't budge.

"Uh a. People are already flooding out the gates. I have no desire to be trampled."

"Dixcyn." He growled, knowing that it would do no good. After growing up with him, she was hardly intimidated by his presence or his airs.

As expected, she ignored him, only adjusting her feet and settling her head more comfortably. After glaring at her for several moments, Leon sighed and leaned back, crossing his arms and ankles, watching as people flooded and finally trickled out of the stadium.

Dix finally cracked open a maroon and purple eye when the noise decreased, "Okay, now we can go."

"It's about time, your highness." Leon grumbled.

"Oh, it's not like you had anything better to do."

No matter how snappy he was, she rarely snarled back. Of course her cheerfulness just made him surlier, but he was certain that his adopted sibling knew that.

She walked out before him, strings of her trench coat trailing behind her. With a smile, Leon made a game of trying to step on them as they trailed over the ground. Finally he succeeded as they were walking out the front doors. Dixcyn went three more steps before she stopped and pulled out of her coat with an exasperated cry of, "Leon!"

The brunette only smirked in reply before smugly stating, "You know waiting makes me bored."

Dixcyn merely glared while readjusting the strings of the oversized coat. Something she couldn't do properly while walking. After several minutes of fumbling, she finally hung it off his shoulders and tugged on the strings while Leon suppressed his chuckles.

"Roxas! What happened?"

Leon turned to follow the voice out of idle interest. Golden blond hair caught his gaze as a form moved through the thin crowd to the side of a blond boy who'd been in the struggle match until he'd scratched. Apparently he'd gotten hurt outside the ring.

The figure dropped in front of the shorter blond, while checking him over.

"Well, would you look at that? Siblings who actually give a damn about each other." Dixcyn cynical voice called him back from his thoughts.

". . .Whatever."

"Don't 'whatever' me you fur wearing buffoon."

"Hey, leave my jacket out of this." Leon loved that jacket.

"Dixcyn?"

Leon turned toward the strange voice speaking his sisters name. Despite her claims and accusations Leon did look out for her.

"Axel? What are you doing here?"

"I live here, remember?"

Dixcyn looked sheepish and tugged on a lock of hair, "No."

Leon glared at her. He'd never heard a word about anyone named Axel and he was certain he wouldn't be able to forget hair that particular shaded of red.

"Oh, um, Leon this is Axel, Axel this is Leon. He's my adoptive brother. Leon, I meant Axel when I was at the orphanage here for like a week before they chucked me over to Traverse Town."

Leon didn't let his withering scowl drop, but he decided that they kid wasn't a threat.

"Did you come for the fight?"

"Yeah, I have to grab everything I can while we're here since Leon never wants to do anything. The only reason I got him to come with me was because he wanted to see Seifer loose."

Leon sent his scowl darting over her, but Dixcyn just smirked as Axel laughed.

"That reminds me, I should give Sora a present for that. Seifer's an ass."

Those three words made Axel, Leon's instant friend. Not that it showed in any form other than a disappearing scowl, but anyone who didn't like Seifer was liked by Leon. The whole enemy of my enemy is my friend thing. While they certainly were not going to be the best pals or anything, Leon would at least let the kid talk.

"Axel, who's you're friends?"

The blonds from before came up, the younger one supported by a man with the most feminine features Leon had ever seen. Chances are the guy was a complete girl, great. Leon sighed and leaned against a convenient wall, knowing Dixcyn they would be headed out to dinner with the group next. The thought made Leon scowl.

From here he couldn't hear a thing that was said, but he received several glances from the rest. Probably thanks to Dixcyn's meddling and he was grateful that he wasn't actually related to her. Come to think of it, maybe he could leave her here. She'd love it. Yep, that was the best reason to take her home.

"Leon! Come on, we're going to an early dinner!" Dixcyn waved at him, as though he couldn't see her. It was hard to miss that bright blue hair and obnoxious volume.

With a heavy sigh he pushed off the wall and strode over. A sudden idea came to him as he thought of a club he'd seen earlier that he wanted to check out. He was certain he could trust Dixcyn's safety to Axel and while she had dinner with them he could go back to the Altercation. Odd name for a club, but that's what made it so attractive. Its name was different; perhaps the inside was as well.

"Dix, why don't you catch up with Axel and his friends? When you're done just text me and I'll come get you."

"But, Leon, wh-

Leon rolled his eyes, "Whatever." Within seconds he was out of sight.