Title: Love and Memory
Pairing: Leon/Sora/Cloud
Summary: Sora gets sent to the Coliseum where he meets up with a few old friends. The only problem is that they don't remember him.
Disclaimer: I am not in any way affiliated with Square Enix or Disney. I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of the characters therein.

Chapter 3

Sora woke up in the middle of the night sore from sleeping in a stiff position on the mat. His back ached and his neck felt stiff. He slowly stood up and stretched out. As he lifted his arms up over his head he became acutely aware that he desperately needed a shower. The only problem was that the showers were only for the contestants and members of the Coliseum. Sora was neither. He was pretty sure that no one would find out if he went right then though, so he grabbed a change of clothes and snuck down into the showers, desperately hoping that no one was inside.

Sora creaked the door open a crack and strained his ears in order to hear the sound of the showers or of any movement inside really. Thankfully there was none and Sora slipped inside, closing the door back behind him. He looked around carefully in the dark and saw to his dismay that there were no towels. He supposed they had been picked up that night for washing and hadn't been put back out yet. He figured he would just have to stick around for a little while to dry off. He moved into the back of the room and through an open door into the second shower room. Once inside he took a moment to consider his options and decided to take the shower at the very back. He was probably less likely to be found out if he took one this far in. It was likely that even if someone came in they would probably not make the journey back to see who was in the back shower.

Sora turned on the shower he had chosen and stuck his hand under the water spurting from the shower head, gasping for a moment at the initial chill of the water. He happily stepped under the hot spray and smiled at the familiar feeling of the water pounding against his back. It had been a while since he had been able to use the Coliseum showers. It was a shame because they were the best in all of the worlds. He grabbed a bar of soap and sighed as he realized that there was no shampoo. Soap bars and towels were all that the Coliseum supplied without a request. He supposed he would just have to make due with what was present. He made sure his hair was sufficiently wet before he scrubbed the soap into it. He worked into as much of a lather as he could and then rinsed it out, wincing at the thought of what his hair would look like once it dried.

"Whatever," he mumbled as he moved the soap down his neck and to his chest. "At least I'm clean." He continued bathing for a while, much longer than he had planned. When he decided that he had stayed under the water for long enough he reluctantly turned the shower off and shook his head, hoping that some of the water would fling out of his hair since he didn't have a towel. He yawned as he stepped completely out of the recessed area of the shower, planning to dry off with the clean shirt of his uniform. He rung out his hair with his hands before drying off with his shirt, hoping that there would be time for it to dry a bit before he had to put it on.

Sora smiled as he pulled the pair of uniform pants on. Since he hadn't been caught he supposed he could come down here and wash off every few days. More often than that and he ran the risk of being found out. He figured he could look around the Coliseum until he found out where they kept the shampoo and take a bottle. And if he couldn't get up the nerve to do that he could always use some of the money that Phil was paying him in order to buy a bottle. He would really rather save that up though. He figured he might just be able to make it around here after all when he was startled by a noise coming from around the corner in the first shower room. It sounded as if someone was hurt and trying to make it to one of the showers. Sora debated for a second whether or not to check but his mind was decided for him when he heard the moan again. He moved foreword to the wall and peeked around the corner.

He immediately snapped his head back. The moan he had heard wasn't one of pain. Sora's cheeks flushed a brilliant pink as his brain processed what he had just seen. Cloud and Leon. The position they were in had been very compromising, with Leon pressing Cloud up against one of the dividers in the shower, Cloud's back to Leon's front. He wondered for a moment how exactly he was supposed to get out of the showers when they were blocking the exit.

After a few seconds of silent debate he peeked around the corner again to see that Leon already had his jacket and shirt off and was working on getting Cloud's off over his wings.

"You should just walk around shirtless," Leon muttered. "It's so much trouble to get clothing off over these wings. And don't even get me started on the belts…"

"It's worth the wait," Cloud chuckled as Leon let out a triumphant grunt and pushed Cloud into the shower and turned him around.

Sora gulped as Leon got on his knees in front of Cloud and began to undo his many belt buckles and Cloud tenderly ran his fingers through Leon's hair.

Soon enough Cloud's pants were off. Sora found that he couldn't look. He was much too embarrassed. He pulled his head back around the corner and gathered up his things. He included one of the unused bars of soap. He wrapped all of his clothes up into a small ball and held it underneath his arm. He had decided somewhere along the line that the optimum time for making a run for it would be a few minutes after they had cut the shower. By then they would be sufficiently preoccupied and the steam would be clouding their view of anything.

The waiting was killing him. It had already been at least three minutes and nothing had happened. All Sora could hear was sucking sounds and the occasional sex moan - not to be confused with the "I'm in pain, come and help me moan." All of a sudden he heard a gasp and a very muffled yell. There was some whispering and what Sora assumed was the sound of two pairs of pants hitting the floor outside the shower in rapid succession. Then, finally, there was the sound of the shower.

Again, Sora found it unbearable to wait until the room filled with the steam from the shower and chanced a look into the first shower room. He felt the burn in his cheeks once again as he saw two figures moving together underneath the shower. Thankfully there was enough steam to keep him from seeing too much. Unfortunately his imagination supplied a vivid image borrowing from things he had already seen. He felt himself hardening and wondered why of all times it had to happen now? This entire time and now was when his body decided to give him a hard on. He would have cursed if he wasn't so afraid of the two in the shower hearing him. Instead he decided that there was no way he could stay in the washroom for a second longer and made a run for it. He ran past the shower as fast as he could, hoping beyond all hope that Leon and Cloud hadn't noticed him. Just to be safe he didn't stop until he was all the way back in his room and on his bed of mats.

It was at this point he slapped his hands over his eyes as if trying to block out all that he had seen. It was to no avail though and Sora found himself wondering, as he combed his hands carefully through his damp hair, how they had gotten together and whether they were actually a thing before they forgot about him, or if it was a new development.

By the time he had finished getting all the tangles out of his hair he had decided that the two had always been together - at least the whole time Sora had known them. At the very least they were on their road to being an item. The two were just so perfect for each other that it had to be fate. Plus, the way they fought with each other and how comfortable they were in the other's presence spoke volumes.

He looked up at the small cut out of a window that was at the very top of his room to see how light it was. When he realized that he still had at least a good hour or two before he had to be awake he sighed and began to think very un-sexy thoughts about Merlin in a bikini to get his mind off of the harness between his legs. Thankfully it worked just as well as it always had and Sora was asleep in no time.