Hello again. I hope you enjoy this, also, but sorry for the wait. ;; Bad times. But yeah, this one's a bit odd. But enjoy. D

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything.

Warning: Definite male/male action.

I scrub myself again, this time harder, trying to rid myself of the memories of last night, not to mention the smell of urine. Everything I had done had come back to me in flashes, and most I wish I didn't remember. -Leon and I, in the alleyway by the club, both naked, both… inexplicably in pleasure…- I shudder, scrubbing myself faster this time. Disgusting… I couldn't feel dirtier even if I tried. My wing twittered under the spray of water. Did we really… Did I… Did he take the ecstasy? Or was it… I sigh, dropping the washcloth I was using into the bathtub, letting my body get rinsed off finally. It was the drugs… It had to be… -Leon and I, in the club, grinding and kissing wildly in public, probably within eyeshot of the others.- "What the fuck did we do…" I mutter to myself, taking the shampoo bottle and squirting some into my hair. But damn, did it feel good at the time. Lather. Even so, it was dirty, and utterly wrong. Rinse. Which, on the other hand, makes it more exciting… Conditioner. But, it was Leon! Wait a few minutes. I can't deny that I find him attractive… But… Rinse. I would never go that far… Would I?

I turn off the shower, standing a moment in the tub while dripping, my arms limp at my sides. I feel the water running down my body still, in little rivulets. The water drips off my hair onto my back and shoulders, sliding in a path that eventually led to the bathtub. Taking a big breath, I step out of the tub onto a shag rug, grabbing a big white towel from the towel rack to my right. Another entry in a collection of regrettable memories… Great. Like I don't have enough to dwell on already…

I wonder if he remembers… The way he looked when he saw me in the living room, it doesn't seem like it… I guess I'll have to ask him. How awkward. I dry off, shaking my head and wing at the same time, so that the water splashes everywhere instead of staying in my hair. Then I pull on my boxers, loose gray sweat pants, and a white tank top with a special hole for my wing, the towel I used to dry off with now resting on my shoulders, soaked. I look in the foggy mirror, wiping off a portion of it in a circle with my towel, and then grabbed my toothbrush off the counter of the sink. Water. Toothpaste. Brush teeth. Spit. Brush more. Spit again. Rinse off toothbrush. The type of things you can do without thinking. I appreciated that, especially now. The last thing I wanted to do was think… Thinking was remembering.

-Leon and I, in the living room… Rampantly ravishing each other… On the floor, on the couch, in the kitchen, in the bathroom… The girls were blissfully unaware we had even left the club.- I shudder, taking one last look in the mirror before exiting the steamy bathroom. I felt disgusted with myself, and the entire house I was living in. I timidly walk through the hallway, halfway in fear of meeting up with Leon in the living room. Of course, the kitchen would be just as bad… Possibly worse. So, to the kitchen, or to the living room? Which would be worse? Well, I'll find out. To the kitchen. I already cleaned up the living room, anyway. And I'm hungry.

When I enter the window lit kitchen, taking a quick look around I find that he isn't there. Letting out a breath I didn't know I had held, I take a seat at the table, looking at the dust floating in through a sunbeam coming from the window. I rest my arms on the hard table, using one of my palm's to prop up my head. God, how could I make such a stupid mistake? I sigh, biting my bottom lip in thought. Damn… Just… Damn… Run a hand through my messy, still wet hair. This is going to turn out bad… I can feel it.

After about an hour of staring into nothing, Aeris awoke and took me out of my stupor. "Cloud? Why are you awake so early?" She asks me, walking out in a bright pink bathrobe, her hair still wet from a shower.

"I couldn't sleep." I lie easily, running a hand through my hair. My wing stretches out, fixing itself so it was more comfortable. "When did you get home last night?"

"Oh…Around three." She tells me, casually. She then went to the cupboards, going through to find ingredients for a good breakfast. "But I thought I should make everyone a good breakfast."

"Three?" I raise an eyebrow. "Wow, I expected you guys to be back at 11." I say seriously. She shakes her head, smiling.

"Although… We did come home to a rather odd scene…" She admits, setting aside a big bowl, a wooden spoon, and a box of Bisquick pancake mix. "We… Weren't exactly sure what to make of it…" My eyes widen, and my heart started thumping faster. "Cloud… Why were you laying in the living room…" She blushes brightly, unable to finish the question. I advert my eyes from her back, blushing lightly. My whole body was trembling.

"I guess I passed out…" It wasn't a lie, I really did pass out. "After streaking…" That did the trick. To me, it was humorous, but Aeris ate it up.

"You went streaking?" She turns to me, her sparkling green eyes wide and her face an even deeper red. I open my mouth to say something, but I was interrupted.

"…You're kidding." A smooth, deep voice came from behind me. Aeris's eyes shifts to the owner of the voice, and she smiles brightly.

"Thank you Leon, I appreciate your help." She walks over to him, and I hear a rustling of paper bags. I don't bother to look, but my fists clench. Must be nerves. Aeris walks back to the counters, setting three bags on them and taking the contents out. I hear two footsteps behind me before a hand rests gently on my shoulder. He leans over to meet my level, speaking softly into my ear. My wing rustles with the sensation.

"Come with me. We need to talk." He tells me. I don't look at him, but I turn my head a little in his direction and nodded curtly, standing up as his hand slipped off. I take a quick look at my attire and shrug, turning to Aeris once again.

"We'll be back." I head towards the door now, looking at Leon but not meeting his eyes.

"Cloud, wait!" She calls out, making me stop in my tracks. I wait for her to continue, my eyes scanning the room in front of me. "…Be careful, please." Why she had added that, I don't know, but I smirk, closing my eyes in a sarcastic response.

"When am I ever careful?" This causes her to sigh, and I can just see her shaking her head and smiling.

"You know I always worry about you." She tells me, a touch of sadness hidden beneath the light tone. I scowl slightly, but turn my to the left, looking at her from the corner of my eye.

"Don't." Short, sweet, and to the point. I left without another word, not even bothering to put on shoes as I headed out the front door. Wherever Leon wanted to take me couldn't be too far away. Speaking of him… I stop to wait for him to come out also, since he was supposed to be leading me somewhere. He comes out within moments, silently and quickly walking to take the lead, both hands in the pockets of his jeans. I follow, avoiding stepping on gravel or broken glass left on the cobblestone roads.

I never realized how wrong I could be about where he was taking me. It turned out he lead me right out of the city, to a more suburban area that was forested and a lot cleaner than the city. Of course, it took a good hour and 45 minutes to walk there, in rough estimation since I didn't own a watch. We even went into one of the local parks, into the middle where there was a big open area full of wildflowers and tall grass. He stopped in the middle, and I stopped behind him, facing his back anxiously. His hands were still in his pockets, and his head was dipped down as if he were in deep thought. His head turned to me, his eyes meeting mine for a moment before I tore my gaze away. That seemed to upset him, and he turned his full body to face me, stepping a few feet closer. I look at him wide eyed, moving one foot back and leaning my weight on that foot to shift my body back. From that, I regain my dignity, narrowing my eyes and crossing my arms, changing my stance to one I had learned in SOLDIER… Or thought I had, anyway.

"You remember." He spoke, his eyes burning into mine. Again I look away, hanging my head a bit. Yes, how could I not? I nod, and hear a small noise come from his throat. What it meant, I wasn't sure. A few more moments of silence, and then he spoke up again. "Let's spar. One on one, no weapons. Got it?" His voice was now a monotone, rid of the emotions I had heard just moments ago. I look up to him out of surprise, instead of meeting his eyes focusing on his scar, and nod, getting in a defensive stance. He takes a few steps back and follows suit, but first discards his leather jacket. A few tense seconds, and then I leap into action, trying to go for a low kick to catch him off balance, but he counters by jumping up and kicking me in the side of the head. And yet somehow, I was loving it.

I caught myself, pushing myself up quickly with the help of my wing and dodging a few new attacks from Leon. When he tries to punch my face I catch his fist, taking the momentum he has and using it against him by pushing it to the side, his whole body moving towards me while I knee him in the groin. He doubles over, giving me a chance to elbow him in the spine and knock him over. He doesn't even cry out. I stand above him, slightly panting as I wait for him to get back up again. Surely enough, he recovers rather quickly and we carry on with our battle.

I fall to the ground, exhausted from our exhilarating practice. My limbs all sprawl out around me. It was a good fight, I had to say, but I just can't go any longer. Leon's a tough guy. Once he sees I'm down for good, he walks to my side, falling face forward on the ground purposely next to me, breathing as hard as I am. "That was great." I tell him, smiling at him and finally meeting his gaze. He nods in agreement, rolling onto his back and sitting up. Regretfully, and painfully, I do the same, stretching out my arms.

"…What happened? Last night…" He asks me, out of the blue. Considering my mind was just lost in the spar, I had completely forgotten about that. I take a glance at him, but then focus on my hands, which were resting on my knees. Swallowing hard, I take a deep breath before answering.

"…" Only to find out I can't answer. I had opened my mouth and everything, but nothing came out. "All I remember…" I practically choked out, my whole throat raw and dry. "Is that it felt really good." Why should I lie? It really had felt good.

"What does that mean? Emotionally, physically, what? Or were you too high on ecstasy to remember?" His voice became cold, as if he were afraid to show too much of himself. I sigh, looking to the side opposite of him. So he did know I took it… "I took it, too." He admitted, the shame in his voice no where near hidden.

"So then, it must've been just the drug, right? I mean… What happened, it wouldn't have happened if we were sober." I conclude, relieved to hear he had taken it too, but also very disappointed. It scared me.

"…Yeah." He agrees, taking a moment to sit in his own thought. My heart began to beat faster and faster, thoughts racing through my head. I don't believe my own conclusion. And there's only one way to find out if I'm right or not. But, in order to find out, I'll have to give up all pride and show Leon a side of me I've never shown before. And also, he may refuse. But, if he doesn't, I'll finally face how I really feel. Lust? Or could it be more? Am I really that dense, as to not notice before? My heart skips a beat. I need to do this. Without rhyming.

"Squall…" I begin, lowering my head so that my bangs cover my eyes. My wing positions itself so that it covers my side. I could feel his gaze fall upon me, and I sigh, shaking my head with a slight ironic laugh. "How would you feel if I told you I don't believe what I just said?" I ask him smoothly, my eyes now studying my hand. Without looking, I could tell you his reaction. He furrowed his eyebrows, and then raised one, his breath hitching in his throat.

"I… What do you mean?" He was so vulnerable right now… I loved being able to see him like this. I look up from my brooding, looking him in the eyes, from the corner of my eye. His whole body spoke of nervousness, and hope. How could I refuse someone so… Desperate for this, especially when I wanted it too? I smile at him, letting my feelings take control of me now. I let my guard down, there's no more hiding from him.

"There's… Something between us. You and I both know that." I tell him flat out, and then look away from him for a moment. Before I lost my nerve, I gather the rest of the energy I had from the spar, and pounce on him, knocking him onto his back with both of my hands on his shoulders. My legs are now straddling him, and he's looking up at me wide eyed. But, I could tell he enjoyed it. He had enjoyed it a lot, actually. Smirking, I look down at him, my face only inches away from his. "Do you want this?" I ask him, the smirk gone. He looks at me with these excited eyes, and he looks the happiest I have ever seen him. But also, the most afraid. He licks his lips, his hands clenching the grass at his sides.

"More than you know." He answers me back, his whole body now shaking. Timidly, he reaches up to me, touching my wing with his index and middle finger gently. My wing shudders at the touch, and my eyes close halfway as I bite my lip. It was… Intensely enjoyable, and turned me on like hell. I plunge in for a kiss, at first chaste and really meaningful, but that delved into a deeper more passionate kiss quickly. My hands move from his shoulders to his chest, and my hips grind into his happily. The hand that isn't on my wing makes it's way to my hair, running through it, massaging my scalp, and gently pulling on it sensually. I get goose bumps, breaking our kiss for a moment so I could move to take off his shirt. He helps me willingly, then runs his hand up my tank top, sliding it off over my head as well. Getting it off my wing took a little maneuvering, but all in all went over well.

One of his arms went around my waist, pulling me back down to him, and another one came around my neck, drawing that to his mouth. He nipped at it, running his tongue over the patch he would bite. I smile, nibbling his earlobe at the same time he was biting me. Oh, and it was fantastic. His taste, his touch, his smell… I can get used to this. I really can. I forget why I denied it before, but now was just… Intense, and beautiful. He is beautiful. It's funny, this had happened twice within 24 hours… But you know, fate plays your cards funny like that. And who knows… This could be the start to something bigger than I could imagine. There is one bad thing about this though… The thought makes me truly sadden. Aeris…