Signed Sealed Delivered - Chapter 3

Main Pairing: Leon x Cloud

Warning: Male x Male Relationships, harsh language, AU, major OOC

A/N: Don't flame me, please. It won't get me anywhere. Critiques and advices are much more appreciated.

The first thing Leon saw when he opened his front door that morning was the expected delivery man pouting deeply. He was adorable, he thought to himself as he held his smile.

"Sierra Delivery Service, your package, sir."

"Morning, Cloud." The brunette greeted, right elbow resting on the door frame, left hand hooked onto his waist. The scene made the delivery man feel intimidated, Leon was a lot taller. Not too concern by it, as usual, Cloud put the package down and gave the pile of receivers sheets to the customer. And also as usual, Leon motioned his forefinger for the delivery man to turn his body so that he could sign the paper on his back. But this time was different. The blond started the conversation first - a cold toned question.

"What exactly do you think you're doing?"

"Hm?" Leon asked back.

Cloud spun his body around, narrowing his eyes in deep irritation.

Sierra delivery service's office - five past seven in the morning and Cloud's jaw dropped in utter shock as he received his work sheet for the day. "What is the meaning of this…?"

"What's wrong, Cloud?" Riku asked, concerned words but not in a concerned tone.

The blond shoved his work sheet into Riku's face, "Look."

As the silverette caught a certain name, 'Squall Leonhart' he snorted in amusement. "So?"

"Look at the address!" Cloud ordered, his finger pointing to the address column beside the name.

Riku narrowed his eyes, inspecting each letter in the column, "Mid-… eh? Isn't that the apartment building where you live, Cloud?" He looked again at the sheet, "And… isn't that room number the room beside yours? I thought that room was empty?"

"Guess it's not anymore." The blond sighed deeply in exhaustion, his work sheet dangling loosely in his hand, ready to fall.

"Does he know that you live there? It's too odd for a coincidence, his room's right beside yours. And isn't he a rich guy? What's he doing in a run-down apartment?"

"Sorry it's run down! It's all I can afford on my current salary." Cloud snapped, earning a wide grin from the other. From Cid's office behind them, they heard the company's owner yelling, 'Work hard, Cloud!' making the two freeze nervously for a while.

The blond exhaled deeply, picking up from the unanswered question. "I don't know." He said in a weak tone. His brain was blocked; he didn't want to think about anything just now. What a major turn out for a Monday morning, he mocked to himself.

Suddenly, he felt his home was not his sanctuary anymore.

The irritating glare was still there. He was waiting for a detailed explanation and of course, the mischievous brunette wasn't going to explain his plan.

"So, how did you know I lived in this apartment?"

"Oh. You live here too?" He asked, obviously playing dumb to make the other snap. And it worked. The vein on Cloud's temple twitched irritably. He shouted, pointing to the door at the left side of Leon's room. "Don't act stupid! You knew that was my-"

He halted his accusation. Did he really not know where his room was? Coincidence? If not, how?

Cloud felt his head was choked up with unnecessary things he shouldn't have been bothering with right then. His privacy, even his unrequited crush, annoying customers, this month's electricity bill he hadn't paid yet. Small things like the hundred munny that he had lost this morning in his pocket. He was breathing heavily even though he hadn't run anywhere; his eyes were wide open in shock. For what seemed to be forever he stood in a state of catatonia before he was jolted by a snickering voice that the brunette emitted.

"What?" his voice was low and sharp.

Leon shrugged; both hands in his pants' pocket. He brought his face closer to the other, making Cloud back up slightly, and then winked his right eye playfully. "I think I like you even more."

And so, with that single statement from the brunet, Cloud finished his work with a floating mind for the rest of the day.

For the first time since he had first moved into his apartment building, Cloud became awfully cautious to the point of being paranoid. He turned his head around, especially to the door at his right side before he unlocked his own door and entered his room. Once he was inside, he made sure he locked the door and chained it.

"Ah! The balcony!" He remembered fortunately. Unfortunately the space between each balcony was so close that you could literally jump between the balconies of each room in the building, which meant that he could jump into his room anytime. There was nowhere safe anymore. He shivered at his own imagination and how the mischievous man could actually jump over and attack him in the night.

Now he found that his nightmare had just begun when he opened the glass door and saw the brunette, supporting his chin on his palm on his own balcony, staring longingly at his laundry that hung from his room.

"What… are you looking at?" a sense of horror gracing his pale face.

"Hm?" Leon finally realized that the blond was standing at the door, he reacted. "Your underwear?"

"Huh? Eeeh!" Cloud's face became paler, aside from his laundry the worst of it was there were his chocobo printed boxers hanging face to face with the brunette.

He hastily pulled down all of his laundry; including the one Leon had been sniffing. "Are you a pervert or something?" Cloud exclaimed when Leon intentionally picked up his boxers. Cloud snatched them back.

"Ooh, I'm a pervert for you, Cloud." Leon sang. Now he understood how his little cousin felt when she squealed over two beautiful boys who embraced each other in a seductive way in her comic books.

Cloud groaned. He shoved his laundry basket into his room in one go.

"Cloud." The blond turned his head at the call, Leon pointed to the fabric beneath his feet. He looked down. The damned boxers betrayed him. He took the boxers and threw it into the room before slamming the glass door closed harshly.

"Can I ask you something?" Cloud asked, stomping to the balcony's edge that divided his and Leon's room. He exhaled deeply, then exclaimed, "Where's your castle? I don't freaking care if you're rich because you're a gigolo or a bank robber!"

'Gigolo…?' Leon thought to himself in the middle of Cloud's line of curses.

"I just want to know what the hell you're doing here! Chasing my butt?" The blond panted heavily, his eyes blood shot.

"Well, yeah. You didn't respond to my calls or reply to my messages. What did you think I'd be doing here?" As expected, Cloud had already guessed what he would say next, but he never thought he would be so shocked like this himself.

"But…" Leon continued, "I still don't know if you're willing to give your butt to me or not." He said with a wicked grin.

Cloud choked sharply, coughing non-stop for a couple of minutes before clearing his throat to end it. He glared coldly back at the brunette,

"In hell!" The blond retorted.

"I'll reserve a place in hell if you want it."

Cloud rolled his eyes, grumbling inaudibly as he stomping back into his room, locking his glass door and even went as far as blocking it with a small cabinet.

The brunette snickered in amusement. "He's cute."

Cloud dropped himself onto the mattress in his room, feeling all the weight overloading his pitiful head. A minute later his cell phone rang, and before he flipped it open he saw who the caller was through the small LCD screen. He threw the cell phone under the bed, exhaling exhaustedly into his pillow.