Yay! I'm so happy people are reading this story. So I owe thanks to the following people for reviewing.

andromeda90: Haha, yes, actually even I don't know what he's there for yet. Nice joke, and yeah, Leon does seem to be a bit more in tune with himself.

SquallLeonheart1113: Thank you, and it's because we're all evil.

Risi-Chan: Oh my God! Wait to give me a heart attack! Jeez, I think I actually felt my heart skip several beats when I read your opening. XD Oh well, I'm glad you like it.

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There was a clang of swords, a flash of light, and a searing pain in Clouds chest. He thunked into the mud, vision dimming, and he saw a slightly scratched-up Sephiroth sneer at him. "Well that was no fun at all. Really Cloud, you haven't changed a bit." With that, Sephiroth wrapped himself in his wing and disappeared. Through the pelting rain he thought he saw a figure, but was too tired to really register it. But then he heard the voice. It was Leon.

Leon watched the entire thing, eyes wide as he rushed to Cloud, who seemed barely conscious. "Cloud. Cloud. Can you hear me?" Leon watched anxiously as Cloud tried to focus enough to figure out who Leon was. "Leon?" he croaked. "What are you doing here?" "Looking for you, moron," Leon said worriedly. "Come on." He bent down to get Cloud, but Cloud pushed him away, using his Buster sword to help him up. "I'm fine," he grunted, grimacing. "No you're not," said Leon sternly. Cloud ignored him, tried to walk, and tripped, Leon catching him easily. "Just shut up, and don't struggle," he grunted, clipping on the Buster sword, and lifting Cloud into his arms. Cloud would have argued, but the draining blood was making him dizzy, so he just leaned his head against the closest solid object and fell asleep. The nearest solid object happened to be Leon's chest, however. Leon blushed slightly and kept his eyes straight ahead, hurrying off to HQ. He banged in half an hour later, soaking wet and exhausted. He dragged himself and Cloud to their room, gently laying Cloud on the floor while he fetched the first aid kit. For some reason no one was around. Leon treated Cloud the best he could, and got Cloud out of the soaking wet clothes, fishing around in Cloud's drawer. Leon then put him gently on his bed, stripping of his own drenched clothes, and falling asleep on his bed after he also changed.

2 hours later

The Restoration Committee hurried in from the rain, talking and laughing. But they stopped cold at the sight before them. There was mud tracked in, spilled blood staining the floor, and a soaking wet path. The group quickly followed it, and it led them to the scene of Leon passed out on his bed, and the injured Cloud likewise. Aerith hurried over to Cloud, murmuring a soft, "Curaga." for his deep wounds. She rested a hand on his burning forehead. He had a bad fever, and as it turns out, so did Leon. While Tifa and Aerith took care of them, the others cleaned up Headquarters in relative silence. When they were done, the two girls proclaimed that the guys would be fine, but they should just sleep. The rest of the day was uneventful, spent trying not to wake the two warriors.

Gray dawn light streamed through the windows as Cloud groaned and opened his eyes. He jolted up, and thunked down again quickly, regretting the action as his head began pounding. He looked around slowly, realizing he was back at headquarters. 'What the...' he trailed off, noting Leon unconscious on the other bed. Suddenly, it all came flooding back, making him hold his head in pain. He remembered Leon picking him up and starting to walk, but then just blackness. About this time Cloud realized he was in different clothes. And so, being the sharp ex-SOLDIER he was, Cloud's mind immediately connected everything. 'Which means...Leon...saw me...'he grimaced being unable to even finish and death-glared at the oblivious sleeping Committee Head. He didn't have the strength to do much else, as the fever claimed most of his coherency. He allowed the blackness to claim him again, and didn't notice the crack in the door seal itself as he did. Riku smiled to himself in the hallway, then crept back to the room he was (gladly) sharing with Sora.

Okay, sorry it's so short, I'll try to get another one out really soon. I'm experiencing mild writer's block right now, so please bear with me. I promise this will get more interesting! Thanks for sticking around, please R&R!