Warning: Implications. Yaoi.

Disclaimer: None of it.

This was for a challenge. But I got too lazy to give this. Oh, well. Please read and review!

The Dark Side of Relationships

One

His eyes narrowed at Leon. His eyebrows met together in the middle. His nose wrinkled. His mouth set in a straight line. His shoulders hunched. His knuckles whitened from holding on to the edge of the table. His left eye began to twitch.

"Curse you, ramen-stealer. Curse you."

Leon raised one perfectly shaped eyebrow. And continued to slurp the free meal.

Two

"Aaaugh!"

"Fuck! What the hell are you doing! And watch where you're swinging that damn thing!"

"Shit! Shit! Ooh, shit! Leoooon! It's moving! Kill it!"

"...It's a mouse."

Three

"You are such a neat freak."

A glare directed at the blonde.

"Shut up."

The blonde grinned. He pushed a chair to the ground.

Twitch.

Grin.

Twitch.

Grin.

"Put that damn thing back or no sex for a week!"

Four

Plink.

The elegant bishop piece had just cornered the king.

Twitch.

"Aaugh!" Leon slammed his fists on the table and began to throw the chess pieces at the blonde.

"Ow!"

Five

A gasp.

"Leon, get out!"

A very naked Cloud began to throw his shampoo bottles at Leon.

"Ow. Ow. OW!"

Six

Cloud stopped. He turned around.

"You are such a stalker."

Leon scowled.

Seven

Leon closed the door and locked it. He looked around carefully. He strode to the window and closed the drapes. He looked around again.

He walked to the closet and opened it. Hundreds upon hundreds of pictures of Cloud decorated the inner walls of the closet. Not only that, but other little stuff that belonged to Cloud were put on pedestals.

He grinned. Maniacally.

He put the stolen shampoo bottle on an empty pedestal.

He took out a notebook hidden in the disturbing closet. He opened it at a page. He wrote.

"Cloud's waist is the perfect match for the ."

Eight

"...Ugh...ngh...mmm..."

"..."

"...ugh...uh...nnn..."

"That sounds so nasty."

"Shut up! Asshole...Bet you're enjoying my pain, aren't you?"

"Well, excuse me, Mr. Dumb-ass! It's not my freaking fault you didn't check the expiration date on that milk carton!"

"Cloud? Just shut up..."