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Leon's violet yes were scanning snow covered courtyard where a young, blonde commander was held captive. He was stripped to the waist and stood, tied to a post, a proud gleam in his eyes although it was obvious he was freezing to death. His clothes, along with his boots and gloves were laying in a tempting pile an arm's reach away from him.

Dran sat under the tree his master was resting on. "So, boy, guess he's good enough for that master of yours?" Dran just cocked his head to the side. "Seifer Almasy…that's the fool's name. Coming here ever-so-trustingly without a few soldiers for protection. He fits Squall perfectly…both of them are crazy."

Jumping off the branch he had been sitting on, Leon made his way to the blonde, "Mmm…hello there…you look like you could use some help, no?"

Seifer's emerald eyes snapped open and he glared at the brunet, "Get lost, brat."

Leon hushed the man, "I'm here to help you…Just keep your voice down or you'll attract attention."

Leon inwardly snorted. Even if the blonde had enough strength in him to yell, the soldiers wouldn't come.

Dran sat by the commander's feet, which were numb from the cold.

"Why the hell are you here?"

Seifer didn't answer and Leon cut the ropes and pulled one of the man's strong arms over his shoulders to support him.

"I have a room here by the side. We can use it for the night, but by dawn we have to be gone."

Leon buckled under the blonde's weight, but said nothing as he helped the flaxen along.

"I'm…Le Squall Kinneas."

Seifer winced as he was pulled into a hallway. He could barely move his body. Leon gently pushed him against a wall while he unlocked the room's door and pushed it open, "God, you're really heavy dammit. What do you eat?"

Seifer managed a small smile as Leon sat him on a large, soft bed. In truth, Seifer had not an inch of fat on his strong body. Muscles rippled in his arms and chest…even his back held strength.

"I see you aren't the pampered commander, eh?" Leon lit a fire in the hearth and went to help Seifer, who had fallen back against the covers, his body shaking convulsively.

"We need to get you warmed up soon." Leon's eyes narrowed with worry.

The blonde's lower lip was blue and spasms hunted the strong body of his. Furthermore the fire wasn't doing any good, nor were the blankets piled atop Seifer's body.

'At this rate he'll die!' Leon frowned, "What the hell…I'm not a damned doctor!"

Seifer turned to his side, curling into a ball.

"Hey, don't you dare die on me." Leon glared at Dran, who had jumped onto the bed and pressed himself close to Seifer's back. The blonde instinctively turned to him, burying his face in the wolf's fur.

"Of course." Leon shooed the wolf out of the room, "Stay." He ordered, and the ever obedient wolf sat.

He climbed into the bed, pushing Seifer onto his back and taking the blonde's shaking lower lip into his mouth.

Seifer sighed as Leon pressed their bodies close and kissed warmth into the blonde's neck and jaw.

'Sorry Squall, but there is no other way.' Leon pulled off his shirt and gasped as his warm body came in contact with Seifer's freezing one.

The brunet trailed balmy kisses down Seifer's chest, stopping to warm each nipple and moving further below, his tongue soothing against the cool skin of the blonde. Seifer came to his senses a few minutes later, his body's shivering slowing as he was warmed by a clumsy little brunet.

Leon rubbed warmth into Seifer's arms and sides and stopped as his mouth reached the waistband of Seifer's pants.

"Why are you stopping?" Seifer groaned as he looked deep into violet eyes.

Leon blushed adorably, muttering incoherent sentences and words. The blonde grinned weakly but pushed himself up and cupped the brunet's warm nape with cold fingers, "I'm still not hot yet."

Leon's violet eyes clouded with passion as Seifer took over, his now warm mouth parting Leon's lips, his tongue moving in to explore the dark depths.

Leon moaned as Seifer pulled away to nibble on his ear, "Who are you?" he whispered hotly.

"I…" Leon blissfully closed his eyes as all thought abandoned him.

Seifer groaned as Leon's awkward hand rested on his shoulder, "Never done this before?" he guessed out loud.

Leon whimpered as Seifer sucked on his neck, a small smile on his lips as his condition was forgotten. Pushing Leon down onto the mattress, his hands caressing the brunet's taught muscles, Seifer proceeded to make love to him.

Leon opened his eyes later a sigh escaping his lips as Seifer hugged him close for the night. The blonde smiled down at him, "Mind telling me who you are?"

"I told you. I'm Squall…"

"Yeah…but why did you help me?"

"I…I was leaving this city and you were just there…so I helped you."

"Where are you planning on going?"

Leon shrugged, "I…don't know."

"You know…if you want, you could come with me."

Leon frowned and got off the bed.

"Where are you going?"

"To let my wolf in before I have to screw some warmth into him, too." Leon angrily mumbled.

He opened the door, "Dran, come on in."

"Having regrets already?" Seifer sat up and sulked.

Leon shrugged, "No."

'Squall is going to kill himself if he finds out though.'

The thought deepened his frown to a scowl…