AN: I begged…no, pleaded…for ideas…and only one person reviewed (Thanks, Revolution Remix IX!). Seriously though, guys. If anyone cares about this story, you're gonna have to help me get over my idea block! But enough of my whining. On with the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my OC, Rosco Skratt.
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Leon Gets…Pwn'd!
Leon had just finished his daily Heartless patrol out by the bailey, after doing his normal rounds. Nothing weird there, until the scarred man noticed a group Heartless down in the Great Maw. Upon closer inspection, Leon caught a faint flash of red before the Heartless engulfed it.
The Gunblader ran as fast as he could to the area and cut down the Heartless. Luckily, the victim had not had its heart taken yet. The creature sat up from its laying down position.
"Hey, thanks!" it said with a grin. Its voice was obviously male, though not too deep. It resembled a cat in some ways, though its hands were human-like and it's tail ended in a triangle, like a devil's. It was covered in blood red fur with copper-ish brown eyes. It had a black robber mask tied around its head, making its eye color pop out against the dark material, along with a dull green open vest, a pair of light brown shorts, and some dark brown fingerless gloves.
The cat-devil creature stood up on its back paws (it only stood up to about a foot and a half) and dusted of its shorts. Looking up at Leon, it held it tiny paw out.
"Name's Rosco! Rosco Skratt!" it said. Leon gave a nod of acknowledgement, before turning and walking away. Rosco lowered his paw slightly, before chasing after the man.
"Y-y'know, that's the part where you tell me your name…and not just walk away." he said looking up. Leon continued walking.
"Leon. Be careful out there next time." he replied. The small creature grinned.
"Aw, I could have taken those things on! They just caught me off-guard, was all." Rosco said. Leon glanced down at Rosco, before looking back up.
"Keep talking like that and you won't survive." Leon commented. Rosco stopped and frowned.
"B-but I'm serious! …In fact I bet I could take you down right now!" the Skratt shouted in protest. That statement caused Leon to stop and look back.
"…You're kidding me." Leon stated after a long silence. Rosco shook his head rapidly.
"Nuh-uh! I've fought tougher things than you! I could prove it!" he said with determination. Leon walked over and crouched down to his level. Rosco was still shorter by about 4 inches.
"Don't you think that fight would be a little…unfair?" Leon asked. Rosco paused in thought.
"Yeah…you're probably right…" the cat creature mumbled. Leon was about to say something before Rosco piped up again.
"I should probably tie one of my hands behind my back, huh?!" he said with a sheepish grin. Leon had to resist the urge to face-palm himself.
"I kind of meant the other way around." the Gunblader stated. Rosco looked at him.
"Huh? Wait, you think I couldn't beat you?" he asked. Leon gave a slight nod.
"Well, how about we test it! You and me, right now!" Rosco said with determination in his voice. Leon looked away uncertainly. Rosco really wanted to fight him…but Leon didn't want to hurt the little guy…
"Um, are you sure about that?" Leon asked. Rosco grinned.
"Sure, I'm sure! Come on, one quick battle!" he said with a wide grin and hopefulness in his copper eyes. Kind of like how Yuffie did when she wanted Leon to get her ice cream.
"I don't know, Rosco…I mean, I still have to finish my patrol…" Leon lied. His patrol ended five minutes ago, but he want anything to get out of hurting the poor little cat thing. Rosco gave a small pout.
"Aw, come on! Will the world end if you take a quick five minute battle break?" he asked.
"Maybe…the Heartless won't wait…" Leon said. Rosco's mood visibly drooped as he sighed.
"Fine, I get it…" he said sadly. Leon almost gave a sigh of relief.
"You don't wanna fight me 'cause you're scared…" Rosco continued as he walked away. Leon froze.
"Whoa, wait a second. What was that?" Leon asked angrily. Rosco turned.
"Well, you're not a very good liar, Leon. No offense. And the only reason I can find that you wouldn't want to fight me is that you're a chicken." the tiny creature explained.
"Hey, I never said that!" Leon said angrily. Rosco seemed slightly surprised.
"Then, if you're not chicken, why won't you fight me real quick?" he asked. Leon gripped his Lionheart tightly.
"Fine. We'll fight." he said, still slightly angry. Rosco perked up and grinned.
"ALRIGHT!" the red Skratt shouted happily, pumping his fist into the air. It was at that point that Leon had just realized what he had done.
Dammit…I fell prey to name-calling…, he thought angrily as Rosco leapt around happily.
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In a few minutes, Rosco and Leon were both in battle positions. Leon held his Gunblade while Rosco only had his fists held in front of him.
"Now, you're positive that you want to do this?" Leon asked. Rosco grinned mischievously.
"Leon, you already agreed to fight! There's no getting out this time!" He said. Leon sighed.
"I'll take that as a yes, then…" he muttered.
"You can take the first move!" Rosco said. Leon stopped himself from rolling his eyes before charging forward with his Gunblade. Rosco back-flipped out of the way and went into a stance with a fist in his open palm and his eyes closed. Leon watched him for a minute.
What the heck is he doing…?, Leon thought as Rosco stood, unmoving and barely breathing. Then, in a split second, Rosco's paws had caught fire and his eyes snapped open, now a fiery orange. Leon was taken aback for a moment, before holding Lionheart in front of him.
Rosco, now in a trance, darted forward. Leon guessed he was about to attempt a head-on attack, so he held his Gunblade ready. But at the last minute, Rosco bounded over Leon in as single leap. Leon barely had a chance to turn around before he was knocked out cold.
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"Hellooo? Leon? You okay, buddy?"
Leon's eyes slowly opened. As he did, he felt the back of his head pound with aching pain. He found himself sprawled out on the ground with Rosco (no longer in his fire state) sitting atop his chest. Lionheart was lying next to him, unharmed.
"Leon! You're alive! Almost thought I lost ya there!" Rosco said with a smile. Leon sat up slightly, causing Rosco to jump off.
"Wha-what happened?" Leon asked, slightly dazed. Rosco gave a sheepish grin.
"Well, when I landed behind you, I kinda threw a rock at your head." the cat explained, rubbing the back of his head. Leon gave him a confused look.
"A-a rock…? You had fire powers, and all you did was throw a rock?" Leon questioned. Rosco nodded.
"Yeah, I only use the fire powers against real enemies. I only use them when sparring to distract the opponent." he said. Leon sat up all the way.
"Uh, you sure you're okay? You know how to get back okay?" Rosco asked in concern. After all, it was kind of all his fault Leon was in pain. Leon nodded slightly before wincing. Rosco looked down at his feet guiltily.
"…I probably should have used a smaller rock…" he mumbled to himself. Leon grabbed his Gunblade and stood up.
"You want me to walk you into town? The Heartless could try to attack you again." Leon offered. Rosco looked up.
"Yeah, thanks. I mean as long as you aren't mad at me or anything…" Rosco said, drifting off.
"No. You warned me; I just didn't listen." Leon said as he began walking back to Radiant Garden. Rosco grinned as he followed.
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After he and Rosco went separate ways, Leon had headed back home and collapsed on the couch.
"Leon! There you are! Where have you been? We were all worried!" Aerith asked.
"Almost all of us." Cloud mumbled. Leon held the back of his head for a minute, before turning to Aerith.
"I got beat up by a cat."
After that statement there was an awkward silence. The silence was broken when Yuffie broke out laughing and Cloud started snickering.
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AN: I really like that last scene. Now, I will try again. Ideas are needed if this story's gonna stay alive! Help, please! I'm begging you!
Next Chapter (idea from Revolution Remix IX): Leon gets a check-up!
Leon thinks he's got a deadly disease! Everyone else thinks it's just a stupid cold.
R&R!!!