AN: Another Leon/Cloud. What can I say, I like this pairing. The next one will be different, though.

It had been a gruelling practice session for both Leon and Cloud. They were the star members of the fencing team at Twilight High, so they'd been told to stay after school for an extra training session. Now, at the end of it, they were both collapsed on the floor, attempting to get their breath back.

"When you've recovered, go take a shower. You both look like you need it."

They nodded, neither having the energy to waste on words. Ten minutes or so later, they scrambled to their feet, collected their belongings and made their way, still in silence, to the changing room. Switching on one of the showers, Cloud smirked at Leon, who was already peeling off his sweaty clothes. They usually shared a shower if no-one else was around, even at school, and this was no exception. Underneath the flow of water, Cloud's blond spikes were flattened, falling into his eyes. Leon brushed them aside gently.

"I'd have thought you'd be too tired after that."

"Cid was brutal today, wasn't he? I've even got bruises."

"Where?"

Cloud turned around, showing a purple bruise already forming across his back. "If it had been anything other than fencing, it would probably be classed as abuse." He turned back to face Leon, wrapping his arms around the brunet's waist, resting his head on his shoulder. He seemed subdued today, but it might just be due to exhaustion. He certainly looked as though he was falling asleep.

"Come on, Cloud, let's get out of here."

Cloud grunted and shook his head.

"Oh, ok then. If you insist."

Eventually, the water started to turn cold, at which point Leon forcibly dragged Cloud out of the shower, handing him a towel. While Leon attempted to dry his hair, Cloud pushed him so that he was sitting on one of the benches, then knelt down in front of him. Leon intended to tell Cloud to stop, to tell him that they couldn't do such things here, but the feel of Cloud's mouth distracted him, made him forget whatever he'd planned to say. One hand drifted to Cloud's blond spikes, running through them gently, trying not to pull on them. Cloud paused in what he was doing to smirk up at Leon.

"I won't break, you know. You can pull on my hair if you want."

Returning to his task, Cloud did something sinfully wicked with his tongue that made Leon groan loudly, hands clenching in Cloud's hair. It was lucky that no-one else was around, in case Leon's moans were mistaken for the noises of someone in pain. As it was, there was nobody around to investigate, to check up on them.

Afterwards, they clambered back into their uniforms, buttoning each other's shirts and generally hindering each other.

"Want a ride home?"

"On Fenrir?" Cloud had named his beloved motorbike.

"Of course."

Leon nodded. Accepting a lift from Cloud meant that he could spend more time with him, maybe even stop over at Cloud's place for the night, and that wasn't something he wanted to refuse.

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