Abortion Clinic.


"I love you."

"No you don't!"

'He's pissy all of a sudden… fantastic.'

"Why don't you love me? Why won't you love our child? Why are you making me get an abortion?"

"Cloud, I'm not making you do anything. If you don't want the abortion, you don't have to get it. Okay?"

Cloud simply pouted.

"I love you."

"I know."


"You must be Mr. Strife," the man reached out to shake his hand. "Nice to meet you. And who's this handsome fellow you brought along with you?" he looked Leon over with a hungry gaze not unlike that of a starved wolf.

"This is the father of my baby, sir. Squall Leonhart."

"Squall, eh?" he raised an eyebrow. "Nice name. And you must be here for the moral support? Was the abortion your idea?"

"No. It was Cloud's. I'm here because this isn't something I would make him face alone. I love him and if this is what he wants I intend to stand by him."

"Many think this is what they want but they're unbearably scarred by the process. Trust me, your relationship falls apart with the first pregnancy test turned positive," he held out a card to him. "When you're looking for someone more tolerable, give me a call."

Cloud snarled. "Will you stop hitting on my boyfriend? We plan on staying together, thank you!"

Leon kissed Cloud's cheek. "That's right, dear… I won't leave you. Now excuse me while I go to the bathroom."

The abortionist and Cloud were alone now, and the man turned to the teen. "So, Mr. Strife, just so you know, abortion is technically killing an unborn child. I'm going to need you to sign this waver before we discuss this further. And when things go wrong, dibs on your hot-ass boyfriend."

"I hope you know that if you didn't have a scalpel in your hand, I would kick you."

"If you love him so much, why would you murder his baby?"

Cloud's eyes grew wide at the thought.

Leon returned from his journey to the bathroom and turned to Cloud, who looked extremely distressed. "What's wrong?"

Cloud burst into tears, and Leon led him back outside.

"Cloud, talk to me. What happened?"

"I can't do it, Leon, I just can't kill our baby!" he sobbed. "I can't bear the thought that our child would never get a chance to breathe or smile or love… I just… I just can't do it…"

"That's okay, Cloud. But this doesn't mean we can keep it. We're just going to have to look into other options."

Somberly, Cloud nodded, taking Leon's hand and heading home.


"I'm sorry, baby… Mommy's so sorry…" he cooed, rubbing his slightly distended stomach gently. He still hadn't gotten over the fact he had almost killed his and Leon's baby, and would often fall into a daze, rubbing his stomach and muttering to himself about how sorry he was.

Leon frowned, walking toward his lover and kissing his cheek. "Hey."

"Hey," he replied quietly.

"You really over-reacted at the clinic today."

"It's not my fault! He just wouldn't keep away from my Squally-poo!"

"I thought I told you not to call me that…"

"Aww, you're blushing~"

"Am not!"

"Are too! I can't see your scar, that proves it!"

Leon sighed. "You're lucky you're cute. Go to sleep now, dear. It's not good for the baby if you run around like this."

"Goodnight, Leon. I love you."

"I love you too."

"Do you love our baby?"

"Of course I do, Cloud. I honestly love you and the baby."

"Okay."


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