My goodness...the characterization of Squall/Leon in this is HORRIBLE. Just...pretend he turned into Aerith or something. oO Yeah, that's it. Squall turned into Aerith.
Cloud slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, feeling the rough texture of the bricks against his almost bare back. The Berserkers and Neo-Shadows that had assaulted him unexpectedly scuttled away. Letting his legs give way so he could sit, he began to cry softly, bowing his head and burying his face in his crossed arms.
A figure slowly approached Cloud and knelt next to him. It was a tall, lean, well-muscled figure with chocolate colored hair cut roughly to his shoulders and gray eyes with such intensity that would make one's own eyes well upon looking into them.
Placing a gloved hand under the blonde's chin, the figure tenderly tilted Cloud's head upward so he could look into his eyes.
"You okay, honey?" he asked Cloud in a husky, but surprisingly sensitive and sweet voice.
"I'm afraid so…" replied Cloud, trying to avert his eyes so the kind stranger wouldn't see his tears shining in mako blue eyes.
"Did they get any money or anything?" another gloved hand reached up to caress the blonde's cheek.
"No…I had none to get." Cloud said, beginning to shiver as raindrops fell around the two. "But they gave my dignity a good bruise…"
The brunette gave Cloud a small hug. "I'm Leon.
"Leon…thank you so much." Cloud whispered against Leon's ear. "I'm Cloud."
Then, Leon smiled, a beautiful, small kind of grin, closing his eyes. Cloud returned the favor with a cute smirk.
"Let's get a Band-Aid for that dignity now, eh?"