Author's Notes: Okay, suuuuper-short chapter here. I, unfortunately, couldn't think of anything else to insert...because I wish for Ansem's humiliation to be a totally separate chapter. Which will be arriving next!

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Finally, we are reaching a conclusion!

Chapter 57

"Profound Fitting to Prelude"

"...Now...what was that you said about never being topped?"

"Quiet..."

Cloud smirked. "Oh, admit it. You liked it. I know all that moaning wasn't in pain."

Leon blushed redder than he cared to admit and hugged his pillow tightly, lying on his stomach. When the blond didn't rouse a response out of him, he grinned and nuzzled against the brunet.

"Come on...don't be such a sourpuss. Can't I at least get a little feedback?"

Leon paused. "...My ass hurts."

Cloud growled and smacked the brunet's head with a pillow. "You are an ass, if you ask me! Fine, I guess it doesn't matter." He turned his nose up haughtily. "Sooner or later, you're going to like when I fuck you senseless, and you're going to admit it." He shook his finger at the brunet as he stood up, getting out of bed. "One day, Leon Striker, one day."

"Don't hold your breath!" Leon called after him as the blond strutted off into the bathroom. Leon sighed and rolled over in bed. Is it just me, or is he twice the gay man he was after he's topped someone?

"Really, Leon, I'm surprised. You didn't even last half as long as I'd thought you would." The sound of running water could be heard as Cloud spoke over it. Leon grumbled.

"That only took, what, three minutes? Man, I thought you would've been bitching for at least ten."

The brunet sighed heavily, and rubbed his forehead. If he's going to rub it in like this every time, I may as well just shut him up and tell him he was good. Not that Cloud wasn't good, of course, but Leon was still just coping with the shock of actually being on bottom.

"What are you trying to defend, anyway? You think you've got something to lose from being the receiver?"

"Yes," Leon growled.

"You are not that manly, I hope you know," Cloud called from the bathroom. Leon sat up rigidly, glaring.

"I'm manly enough that it makes it count!"

"Not quite..."

Leon groaned. "Alright, fine. You're a really good fuck."

Cloud poked his head out the door. "I'm a what?"

Leon grit his teeth, hissing, "I mean, you're a really good fuck when you're on top."

The blond smiled satisfyingly and disappeared. "Thank you!"

"God, you're such a child." Leon sighed.

The shower started up. Cloud walked out and smiled, a towel folded in his arms. "Come on, I wasn't trying to piss you off, I was just teasing." He tilted his head towards the bathroom. "Wanna get washed off?"

The brunet gave him a point-blank stare. Cloud waved a hand at him as if to say, "Down, boy."

"I'm too tired to have sex again. It's not like I'm gonna jump you in the shower stall."

Leon shook his head, and with a heavy breath, got out of bed and followed Cloud into the bathroom. As Leon stepped into the shower with him (it was a little cramped with the both of them, but he didn't mind, surprisingly), Cloud got wet first, and moved over so Leon could soak his hair while he lathered up his own with shampoo.

"You know...about Riku..." Cloud frowned. "I really hope things turn out alright with him. He really does deserve a good life." Leon didn't answer to that. He grabbed the body wash and wet a washcloth, and started to lather it up.

"I wonder how all my kids are doing now."

"You're speaking out a lot today," Leon mentioned. "You weren't nearly this talkative on any of our dates."

Cloud suppressed a blush. "I-I have a lot on my mind," he said quickly. "Besides, it just really bugs me that I can't take care of them anymore..."

"Why don't you start an orphanage?"

The blond blinked and looked up from the wet tile floor. "I beg your pardon?"

"I'm saying, why not start an orphanage?"

Cloud thought for a moment. The consideration struck a chord with him. But... "There are lots of orphanages already," he said.

"So?" Leon asked. "There's always room for more."

"I don't think I could start my own business..."

"Then why don't you get a job at one?"

Cloud creased his brow. "Do you think I could?"

Leon shrugged, running the washcloth over his arms and chest. "Whatever."

The blond paused as he rinsed out his hair. After about thirty seconds, he turned around and faced Leon. "How about I get a job at your fostering agency?"

Now it was Leon's turn to be surprised. "What?"

"Sure! It could happen, right? That way I can help all those kids, and I can work closely with you. And, if you don't mind..." Cloud smiled nervously, "Well, I could..."

"Come live with me?" Leon smirked. "Are you sure about that, though?" His expression turned serious. "We're moving things a little fast, don't you think?"

Cloud crossed his arms. "Are you saying you regret it?"

"No, but...shouldn't we slow down?"

The blond sighed, and stepped out of the shower. "I'll be getting dressed. Give it some thought, okay?" And on that note, Cloud left Leon to himself in the shower, drying off and going out to get dressed. Leon frowned more than he usually did, brow creasing in deep thought as he considered his options.

Everyone started to file into the court room. It was now exactly thirty minutes after the Recess had started.

"Looks like it's time for Ansem to present his case," Lulu said.

Sora grasped Riku's hand. "Don't worry, Riku. He doesn't stand a chance. You know that, right?"

Riku snorted. "You don't have to remind me."

"So," Tidus said flatly, "Why don't we go back in there and watch him get his own ass handed to him?"