Disclaimer: One day…

Warnings: SxSxC… er… yeah… Seifer's not in that yet. (thatthe sex… with Squall… /grin/) Drugs, yaoi. (You people should know me by now) Mature crap abounds. Lol.

AN: See this Hobo/points to hobo/ I named him Bob. Therefore, he is Hobo Bob. Me an' Samie ran into him at the riverwalk. (He was sleepin'… Quite a nice guy, that hobo.) Lol. Enjoy.

Samie's excuses: Yeah, so I'm back. Tell me you missed me, that long while when Chelsea could escape her mum. Well, it's over! Get over it/messes up Chelsea's hair/ Ha. Alright… I know this chapter could be a lot earlier… I know, okay! I left the damn thing in my locker for like… a week! (2 days) Not even considering the amount of time it takes to decipher what the heck Chelsea is attempting to spell at 12 in the morning… (The girl can't spell worth a flip. She's like… seven) Anyway… enough stalling. On with the excruciating typing I would only do for mah girl. /bows out/

Squall's POV

Sephiroth and I sat in the back of a small café. Still in the slums, of course. We knew better than to leave them.

"What can I get you two?" I ordered fries and some hot chocolate. I missed what Sephiroth ordered, but he leaned toward me as soon as the waitress left.

"You need to eat better."

"I'm fine."

He looked at me. Hard.

Sephiroth is where my drugs come from, both mine and Cloud's. Unlike with his usual 'clients' Sephiroth watched over us… very closely.

He seemed worried one of us would get in too deep.

Our food came and we ate in silence. Afterward, I followed Sephiroth back to our—Sephiroth's, Cloud's, and my—apartment. It was the best the slums had to offer.

Of course, when you not only get a nice amount of cash a night, but are also the lover of a guy who owns a fight club and a drug lord, you get perks.

As soon as the door was closed and locked—just because it's not as bad as the rest of the slums doesn't mean it's safe—I was pressed against the door.

Hungry hands roamed my still-clothed body as burning lips went from my mouth to my neck where they kissed, licked, sucked, and bit. "I want to take you…"

A voice—deep with hunger.

I smiled. This was much better than Garden.

"So take me."

Hot searing, burning passion.

Lips, hips, hands, tongues touching, kissing, sucking, thrusting, licking everywhere.

Cloud coming home—yes this is home now.

Cloud joining.

Increased, intense passion.

And a joyous feeling. These two accepted me into their lives. Looked after me—worried about me, even though they really didn't know me, even if I didn't really want it at first.

They never left me out, put me aside, ignored me, expected anything from me.

They shared their bed, food, home, lives with me.

Yes this place is home now.

Home.

Home where I awaken in the arms of two nude sex gods pretty much every morning.

This home kicked Garden's ass.

Yes, I know. Short chapter. It's 12:15 AM, okay! I'm working on it/deep breaths/ Okay now! Review or Hobo Bob might pay you an unpleasant visit.

This chapter was basically about the passionate sex and the 'home' thing…next chapter should come out fairly soon… so watch out for it.