Title: Drought

Disclaimer: not mine.

Warnings: This chapter has sex between two men. If this is not your thing, leave.

(AN: I suck at Yuri…)

Chapter 6

"Inexcusable!" A furious Leon stormed across the courtyard toward the source of his obvious irritation. "Just bloody unforgivable!" Cid jumped at the sound of his voice and stood slowly on the deck of the Black Pearl. He dusted his hands on the dirty blue of his worn jeans and gazed intently at the scene playing out before him. The mercenary had returned to Hollow Bastion earlier in the day. Judging from the look on Strife's face when he had left him in the morning, there must have been a pretty damn good reason he returned here, he thought with a growing smirk.

"Sparrow! Where the hell are you!" He yelled, storming onto the deck of the Pearl and toward the hastily retreating pirate. "What the fuck did you do with Lionheart!" The expression on his face was dangerous. The wavering captain speedily put some noticeable distance between himself and the enraged man while making an attempt at a placating gesture.

"Now wait, what makes you think I have it?" Leon's face was rigid. With one fluid movement his hand rose and a searing fireball shot toward the drunkard. "I swear Sparrow, if you don't start talking you're going to wish you were in a gay bar in Tortuga!" He shouted while running after him.

The captain paused with a repulsed grimace at the thought and then turned suddenly and grabbed a stray mizzen rope. With agility betraying his demeanor, he scrambled to the crow's nest and cut the rope after him. Another fireball shot after him and burned the top of the mast.

Leon swore violently as he lighted on the bow of the ship to find his quarry safely out of reach. "Damnit you son-of-a-bitch! Where is my Gunblade!" Cid stared at them. Between the cowering attempts of the drunk and the enraged efforts of Leon, Cid found the entire situation hilarious. Without warning his loud laughter rang through the smoldering air. He slapped his thigh heartily and grabbed hold of the side of the ship to steady himself.

"Hold on there Leon, don't you think you ought to give the man a chance to explain himself?" He choked out with a massive effort. Leon shot an irritated look at the pilot and promptly ignored him.

"You have two seconds pirate!" He barked, punctuating the command with a third ball of fire. The captain peeked over the side and looked down warily. When no immediate threat came he stood and began hurriedly articulating his explanation.

"Listen, I didn't do anything wrong." Then after a skeptical moment he added, "Recently."

Leon growled angrily. "You took my weapon!"

"Borrowed, without permission," He started but as the mercenary's fingers twitched forebodingly he amended, "But with every intention of giving it back! The man in black made me do it."

"Whoa hold on there Leon!" Cid jumped at the new information. He grabbed Leon's hands to restrain him. If this was the same people that Sora was talking about then this not a chance to be taken lightly. Who was it, organization xiii? He wondered. Leon was still fighting to get free. A heavy elbow caught Cid on the jaw and his head jerked backwards. As he stumbled, he collided with something tall, hard and very annoyed. Leon jumped to one side and raised his hand again but before he could even aim, a deep voice interceded.

"Jeez people, can't you keep quiet for more than 10 minutes? How the hell is a man supposed to get some sleep?" Strife shook his head slowly at the pair of them. "Half of Traverse Town is wondering what the hell invaded this place. Hearing girls scream every time I relax is not a pleasant thing."

Cid suppressed a bark of laughter as Leon jumped at the sound of his voice. Without turning around the brunette replied, "Like you're one to talk. The only time you manage to make a commotion with the girls is when you're dressed like one."

Cid hastily fell into a fit of coughing which did nothing to protect him from the ice glare he received from the blonde.

"You're dead Highwind." Cloud growled.

The pilot thought it about time to change the subject. "Hey Sparrow!" He yelled up at the crow's nest. "Get yer ass down here before Leon fries it!" He glanced at Cloud. The blonde was clearly in discomfort, but it didn't seem to be from his injuries. The ice blue of his eyes had not thawed and he was plainly avoiding looking at the mercenary. Leon in turn was handling it just as maturely; he was counting clouds. Cid grinned. Somehow it never failed to surprise him how coldly distant they could be to each other and still be blatantly obvious to the world. Ah well, he thought with amused satisfaction, if they wanted to be asses about it, it was their business. Besides, they did seem perfect for each other.

"Hey lover boy," he said, sidestepping Cloud's fist, "Jack says a man in black made him take Leon's Gunblade. Do you think it has anything to do with this?" He gestured to the ship. Cloud frowned but offered no reply.

"What do you mean you don't have it!" Leon yelled from behind them. Cid turned in time to see the drunk hastily avoid what would have felt akin to having the Tower of Pisa fall on top of him. "Where the hell is it?" Leon asked in a reasonably calm voice, closing his eyes and touching one hand to his forehead. Looking askance at Cloud, Cid glimpsed his avid and questionably hungry stare.

"Why don't you ask whatshisface? Zola?"

"Sora." Cid demurred. So this did have something to do with the Organisation. Interesting, and the sooner we get to the bottom of this the better, he thought. Cloud and Leon were wearing equally murderous expressions.

"Alright then, we can't just wait around for the keyblade master to show up now." Cid hurriedly clapped Leon's back and pulled him around to face the blonde. "So if you want your weapon back we have to go find him." Leon frowned in answer.

"Why? Sparrow knows where it is, we just have to beat it out of him!" He growled as he made to turn about. Cid firmly kept him in place. "No Leon, we can't make a pirate do anything. Besides, if we want him out of here as fast as possible, I need his cooperation." He added. A small noise of strangled disbelief escaped the mercenary's lips as he realized the truth of the situation.

"Fine. I'll check the coliseum." Cloud spoke up as he jumped off the ship. Cid shook his head sadly. "That idiot is going to get himself killed. Go with him." He gestured to Leon. The brunette nodded and with one cold look back at the pirate followed. Cloud was heading to the alley at a surprising pace given his recent injuries. Cid grinned as he watched them go. They deserved a break.

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Leon had to hurry to keep up, but he wasn't complaining; any more time with Cid and Jackass Sparrow would bring out the Bahamut within him.

As soon as he entered the alley, strong arms pinned him to the wall. Before he could gasp in surprise, Cloud's urgent lips pressed desperately against his own. The Soldier's fingers grasped Leon's hair eliciting a deep throated moan as he struggled for balance; his knees seemed just about ready to give way. The brunette leaned into the kiss without thinking, his tongue greeting the probing blonde halfway. Oh God, he's an animal, Leon found himself thinking. There was a wild taste to Cloud and a feeling of pure, natural freedom. All too soon, the Soldier pulled away and yanked Leon's hair pulling his head back to bare the sweet skin of his neck.

As his hot, wanting tongue flicked out to trace his collar bone, Leon felt his arousal deepen. Heedless, his hands gripped the man's hips and drew them closer together. A low guttural purr escaped the blonde the moment their hips ground against each other. Cloud released Leon's hair while pressing his hot mouth to the man's neck. Burning hands fumbled with the mercenary's shirt as he tried to get closer to the essence that was Leon.

"Oh fuck, just rip it." The dazed man demurred with a smirk. Cloud made an inarticulate sound against his neck but obliged gratefully. The sound of cloth tearing seemed strangely erotic to Leon and he gasped as the cool air of the dark alley hit his chest. Cloud pulled away to gaze at the hard, toned musculature before him. His eyes hungrily traced the curves of the beautiful man's stomach, a steely glint growing in them. Leon made an impatient sound, jerking the blonde's eyes upward questioningly. Rolling his eyes, Leon threw him a sultry look causing the enamored man to bite his lower lip in response.

Cloud closed his eyes for a moment and killed the distance between them. Bending slightly, he trailed kisses down the other's chest extracting short, ragged gasps of want from the overcome mercenary. Wickedly, the blonde pinned him to the wall with one hand on his shoulder and the other slowly undoing his infinitely annoying belts. Without warning, Cloud's tongue flicked out to his nipple. Leon gasped at the sudden change in temperature and grabbed at the wall for support. With devilish slowness, he licked the puckered nub gently causing groans of desire to escape Leon's crumbling façade.

"Have mercy Strife." He muttered. Cloud frowned. Withdrawing his tongue, he paused for a moment before biting the moist tip hard. Seconds later, his hot mouth closed over it. Abandoning the wall's support, Leon wrapped his arm around Cloud's shoulders and began working his fingers down his shirt.

At his sudden intrusion, the ex-soldier began sucking in earnest, while half pulling, half breaking the belts off his victim's hips. Without even bothering to undo the moaning man's pants, he pressed his palm against the telltale bulge and rubbed with excruciating slowness. Leon's shuddered as his mind went blissfully blank. Unbidden, he wound his fingers through the spiky blonde locks and pulled the wild, sinful mouth up to meet his own in a brief, rough kiss. This time it was Leon who pulled away. Yanking the blonde's ear closer, he whispered, "Fuck me. Hard." After which he flicked out his tongue to punctuate the words with a soft lick on his ear lobes. "Hard?" Cloud demurred in surprise shifting his hands to grasp the throbbing member slightly, rubbing gently at the tip. Leon snarled in response. "Very." Even without seeing it, the mercenary could feel the smirk on his face. "As you wish, koi." Cloud dropped to one knee and in one swift movement, undid the buckle and zip of the lustful man's pants. Grasping the shaft of Leon's swollen cock in one hand, he lightly stroked the soft sacs at the base. The mercenary's breath was coming in short, harsh rasps now as he fought to control his hips' sudden urge to thrust forward.

Completely aware of the sensations he was causing, Cloud licked the base of his erection, leisurely tracing every crease in an ascending spiral. His slender fingers moved deftly along the length, carefully avoiding the head of Leon's desire. Hot kisses soon replaced his tongue, sending shivers of delight through his prey's willing body. As he reached the tip of his lustful craving, the ex-Soldier grasped the shaft tightly and engulfed the head with his maddeningly hot mouth. A groan of hunger left Leon as he leaned against the cold wall, gripping the blonde spikes for dear life. Cloud's tongue was frustratingly skillful, he thought angrily as a hard sucking replaced the comfortable pleasure. And then all thought faded once more into the oblivion that was sex.

Leon felt his groin convulse at the sudden change making him desperately want to come, when suddenly, it stopped. He hadn't known he was closing his eyes till he opened them to gaze down at the man below him. Cloud was staring up at him with a murderous glint in his blue eyes. His lips were slightly parted in an obvious smirk as he rose slowly. Even in his mindless state of desire it was very apparent to Leon that Cloud Strife was easily the most beautiful, sexy, desirable, no, downright fuckable, man he had ever met. "You have got to be kidding me." Leon groaned. A low laugh escaped the other's lips. "No, I am very serious." He replied in a voice, slightly deeper than normal. Maybe it was a trick of the light (It was a dark alley after all), but for a full two seconds, Leon could have sworn the man in front of him had long silver hair and green eyes. But the moment passed and it was Cloud undoing his pants in the dark alley again. Flashing a wicked grin at the eager brunette, he gradually worked one of his hands down the hips he so avidly had his face between. His fingers made their way to the cleft he so desired while placing the other on Leon's lips. Ever aware of the closeness of the sexy man's hard cock to his own, he opened his mouth to take his nudging fingers. He closed his eyes and sucked silently on them, imagining the taste of another body part and he was pleased to hear a sharp intake of breath for a reward. Almost reluctantly, Cloud removed his fingers while yanking the mercenary's pants lower. Leon brought his hands to Cloud's neck in preparation of the intrusion. Slender fingers spread his cheeks gently as another moist digit stroked the cleft. Leon relaxed into the feeling, inviting his touch. Then, without further warning, he thrust two fingers into the stunned man. The brunette clenched his teeth and gripped his lover's neck tighter. His hips ground into the member before it, the movement causing both men to waver in surprise. Almost intuitively, Cloud stroked him softly, marking each caress with a small movement deeper.

"Oh God," Leon moaned. "I can't take it Cloud, finish this." He pleaded. Strife made a feral sound of undisguised want. He nodded and drew away, withdrawing his fingers to press them against the taller man's cock. Briskly, but not harshly, he spun his lover around and urgently thrust into the space vacated by his fingers. Simultaneously he massaged the hardened length at a desperate pace. Cloud raised his free hand around Leon's chest, adding both comfort and steadying his unbalanced movement. The mercenary clutched the wall in front of him, bracing himself for each plunge. Mercilessly, the ex-Soldier drove into the pleasure ravaged man he impaled, drawing pants of exertion with each step closer to freedom. Leon could feel his orgasm inch closer with every touch of his prostate, something he never felt before. His heavily toned back arched with need fueling his lover's desperate drive for pleasure.

Orgasm came quickly, splattering the age blackened wall with its smug evidence. Leon panted as he struggled to regain breath. Behind him, Cloud drew away and zipped up his pants before sinking to the ground. The brunette pulled up his own garments and turned around to face the man that had just given him the fuck of his life. Sweat was glistening on his face as he leaned on a crate with his hands propped on his knees. His breathing was almost ragged, and the usually perfect blonde spikes were messier than usual. Before he could comment on the strangeness of his new look, it struck him that he must look much the same.

"So," Cloud looked up smiling, "Ready to find the thing most precious to you?" Leon laughed at his words. Cloud joined in with him, "But first, you need to get a shirt." "Yeah." He replied unabashedly, offering a hand to the man on the floor. Inwardly he was contemplating the irony of the words. To find the thing most precious to him huh? Looking at the blonde lead the way out of the alley, he realized he already had.

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