Two for the price of one. \

Leon was a bitch to write. I probably made him totally OOC.

Chapter dedicated to Laura. Because she loves he-sluts too.

In all truth, it wasn't that bad. Supper, anyways.

It went like any other time Tidus ate over (which was often). Seiya cooked a lot more food then necessary, asked Tidus what was new, and then the two of them proceeded to tease Sora mercilessly. Tonight, it was about Sora's lack of a date, and had he become so unpopular he didn't even get invited?

"Muu, I was so popular when I was a teenager - which wasn't that long ago! I don't know why Sora is so unpopular. Must get it from his father," Seiya sighed. She glanced at Sora, raising an eyebrow at him when she saw how displeased he looked. Giving a small frown, she continued talking as she scooped some more carrots on Sora's plate, and then Tidus'. "Sora…"

"I hate him," Sora said, viciously spearing a carrot slice with his fork. "I hate, hate, hate him…" Each word was punctuated with another stab.

"Heh, Sora, its not your fault, you know…" Tidus said, laughing uneasily. He and Sora had been friends forever, and so Tidus was well aware of why Sora hated his father so much. On Sora's seventh birthday, his father moved to the distant Traverse Town due to a new promotion. Somehow Sora had gotten the idea that it was his fault, since his dad didn't even say good-bye to him. Hadn't kept in contact with Sora at all, did nothing to disprove the thought that he hated Sora. He had, however, kept in contact with Seiya - Sora had heard his mother talk to him. Had heard her laugh as she said a mild tease. But she always seemed to grow sad when Sora came up in the conversation.

A temporary silence filled the room, the sounds of forks scrapping plates the only sounds. And then, Seiya broke the difference again.

"So tell me more about this party. I wouldn't be a good parent if I let my wittle Sora-baby go to a party where there might be drugs or alcohol or nasty perverted men!" she said, grinning.

"There's nothing like that! Riku's really responsible, Seiya. I've been to his parties before. The worst there is there are some people smoking cigarettes. And Riku always makes sure they smoke outside!" Tidus exclaimed, knowing Seiya would let Sora go, but too dependant on having Sora come to take the change that Seiya wouldn't let Sora go.

Sighing, Seiya stood up, picking up her empty plate and silverware. "I suppose he can go… I'll just be here alone, sitting and watching CryWolf or something…"

"Mom! You know I wanted to watch that with you!" Sora whined, also standing up and picking up his dishes. He trailed after his mother into the kitchen, dumping his stuff in the sink with her's.

"Yeah, only because you're too scared to watch it by yourself," Tidus grinned, coming into the kitchen as well and putting his stuff into the sink.

"Are you implying I'm some kind of coward!" Sora exclaimed, pouting. Seiya saw this and laughed, giving her son a kiss on the cheek.

"Don't worry, honey. I'll still love you, even if you can't watch those scary movies by yourself," she giggled. "Now go on, you two! Otherwise you'll be late!"

Giving Seiya a cheerful salute, Tidus dragged Sora upstairs to Sora's bedroom.

"You can't go to the party just wearing jeans and a t-shirt! You'll stand out like, so much if you do!" Tidus exclaimed, moving over to Sora's closet and examining the clothes within.

"But I like my jeans and t-shirts! And I stand out anyways, so why bother blending in?" Sora said, flopping down on his bed.

Giving an exasperated sigh, Tidus said in a tone usually reserved for slow three-year-olds, "You have to dress nice, because there's really hot girls there!" he laughed.

A pillow hit him in the back.

A pair of black pants were thrown to Sora, landing on the brunet's head. A long-sleeved red t-shirt followed, along with a short-sleeved black t-shirt.

"I've never seen you dress Goth-ish. So you're going to tonight, 'kay?" Tidus said, smiling sweetly at Sora as he closed the closet doors. "No complaining! Hurry up and change!"

Pouting once again, Sora waited until Tidus had turned around before taking off his shirt and putting on the red shirt first, pulling the black t-shirt over it. Making sure once again that Tidus still wasn't looking, Sora wiggled out of his pants and into the baggy black pants.

"There. Happy?" Sora said, biting his bottom lip as he looked at Tidus for approval.

Tidus nodded, grinning. "You look good, Sora! Why, if I didn't have Selphie and was gay, I'd totally be all, 'ya, I'll have a piece of that.' and then proceed to rape you right here, right now."

"…I didn't need to know that, Tidus," Sora said after a long moment. "C'mon, you don't want to keep Selphie waiting…"

A loud gasp, and then Sora was pulled out of his bedroom, down the steps, and out the house.

The sound of music couldn't be heard from the outside, but the sounds of people talking, yelling, and even moaning could be. Wide-eyed, Sora looked at Tidus, who by now seemed to have lost all of confidence and seemed very pale.

"You okay?" Sora asked, "'cause, yanno, we could go back to my house… I'm sure Selphie-"

"NO! We're going in! Right now!" Tidus exclaimed, moving quickly to the door. Sora jogged after him, and the two of them entered the house.

The sound of techno music could barely be heard above all the talking and laughing, but nevertheless it provided something for people to dance to. Sora didn't know how many people were there - surely a hundred, at the very least - and half of them he didn't even recognize. But like Tidus had said, there were some very hot girls there. As well as guys.

Sora did not just think that. Gah. Stupid techno music, turning his brain to mush!

"Hey Tidus, see her?" Sora asked, turning to look at his friend, only to see the blond was gone. Giving a small sigh, Sora pushed his way into the crowd, trying to find Tidus. But since Sora's luck was so good, of course everyone would be taller then him.

"You look lost," a brunet said to him. Blinking, Sora looked up at the guy's face, eyes widening once again. This guy was so very, very pretty. Shaggy brown hair fell around his face, grey eyes looking down at him in amusement. He wore a white t-shirt, with a short-sleeved black jacket over it. A lion pendant lay against his chest, the silver reflecting the lights. A tight pair of leather pants showed off the man's every curve, flaring out at the bottom, two red belts crossing loosely. His black boots peaked out from under the pants.

Realizing the guy was waiting for a reply, Sora blushed.

"Um, yeah. My friend went off, and I'm not exactly tall, so s'not like I can find him easily, the jerk…" Sora said, crossing his arms in front of him.

"What's he look like?" the guy said shortly.

"Um.. He's blond. Has hair kinda like me, and-"

"He and his girlfriend are making out on the stairs."

"Oh…" Sora said, jumping in an attempt to see if Tidus was where the brunet said. Indeed, there was Tidus, currently lip-locked with Selphie. Dang, Tidus was good… "Heh, thanks. Though I don't know what I'm going to do now… I don't know anyone here… well, I know some, but we're not friends or anything!"

"Leon."

"Huh?"

"My name. Its Leon."

"Ohhh. Heh, I guess I know two people now!" Sora said cheerfully. Folding his arms behind his head, Sora grinned. "I'm Sora! Nice to meetcha, Leon! Hey, so do you know a lot of people here? Were you meeting someone? 'cause like, if you are, you should go, yanno, meet with them and stuff…"

Sora didn't know why he suddenly rambled on like that. Maybe he had gotten so nervous, being with this Leon guy. Sora was in unfamiliar territory, after all. He usually wasn't invited to parties, and if he was, he'd usually decline unless someone dragged him to it. Like Tidus did, for example.

"Not really. My friend dragged me here," Leon said, giving a small shrug.

"Ah," Sora said, grin deflating a bit. Leon sure wasn't much of a talker…

"Don't mind Leon, he's always like that," Riku said, throwing an arm around Sora's shoulders. Looking up at Riku, Sora blushed.

"Gah, pervert! Get off of me!" Sora exclaimed, trying to get away from Riku. "Muu, Leon, Riku's trying to rape me!"

Laughing, Riku let go of Sora, but not before giving him a quick peck on the cheek. Sora blushed more, before scampering behind Leon and glaring at Riku.

"You he-slut!" Sora exclaimed, causing Riku to raise an amused eyebrow. "What's with you! You're so perverted all of a sudden!"

Leon chose not to ask.

Riku gave a small shrug, the lights dancing in his hair.

"I like watching you squirm," was his answer.

Sora pouted, unconsciously clinging to Leon's arm.

"Well don't take your sexual tensions out on me!" Sora whined. Riku laughed, his smirk growing.

"Don't take your sexual tensions out on Leon then. Jeez, you're rubbing against him like a cat in heat!"

"I am not!" Sora exclaimed in protest. However, he did let go of Leon, missing Leon's momentary look of loss. "You're such a pervert!"

Taking a step forward, Riku pulled Sora to him, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy. Looks of jealously flitted across the girls who were watching, along with Leon, although no one saw.

"I know you love it," Riku whispered into Sora's hear, licking the shell for a moment before letting go of Sora and moving to another group.

Sora stood frozen, before pouting once again. Gah! Why was Riku being so weird! First he was a jerk, and then he's all perverted! Did Riku have some kind of multiple personality disorder or something?

Not wanting to start crying because he had been molested, Sora looked at Leon.

"Muu, Leon, you'll protect me from that octopus Riku, right?" he asked. Leon nodded, playing along, a small smirk on his lips.