Title: The Pets Chronicle part 3 – The Milky Way
Author: Sorceress Fantasia
Pairing: Leon / Cloud
Theme: Milk
Rating: PG
Warnings: AU, fluff, sap, humour, slightly crack-tistic in nature

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts or any of its characters, as much as I would like to.

Summary: Sometimes, having a moustache can be really, really sexy.

Whoever said the more the merrier ought to be shot.

Shot with enough holes to resemble a beehive, in fact.

Normally, it was bad enough to have two chocobos and one hyperactive teenager who always went gaga over the pets in the house. Then lately, a certain silver-haired boy had found all sorts of strange excuses to hang around the apartment in his active pursuit of the aforementioned hyperactive teenager, resulting in even more ruckus and noise that upset the tranquility. And then, the twice-aforementioned hyperactive teenager had thought it would be a great idea to invite his blond cousin and the blond cousin's pet over as well, causing enough noise to bring down the house. Quite literally, in fact.

And it was a Sunday!

Sundays were meant for sleeping in late, have morning fantasies about one's crush, eat a late brunch and then go back to sleep while dreaming of all the kinky things that involved a chocobo-feather boa and the cutest blond neighbour in the block. It was not meant to be woken up in the morning by various shouts, broken plates and stupid things that went 'wark!'

Too bad Sora believed in making lots of noise in order to have fun on Sundays. Too bad Riku had come over. Too bad Zack had tottered behind him to see Aeris. Too bad Aeris liked cooing when Zack was around. Too bad Sora had invited Roxas, their cousin who lived across town, to spend the day together. And too bad Roxas' pet had decided to tag along, refusing to be left behind at home.

And the worst thing? Despite the fact that everyone seemed to have turned up in his apartment, Cloud was nowhere to be seen! According to Riku, the blond was obsessed with doing laundry on Sundays, but he would be coming down when he was finished.

Leon's eyebrow twitched almost violently.

Roxas walked up to him, leaving Sora and Riku still curled up on the carpet while playing with the two chocobos.

" Leon, can I borrow a dish? I brought some milk here for the pets but I don't have a dish, and Sora's too preoccupied with the chocobos and flirting with Riku to help me," he said languidly, hands stuck in his pockets. Roxas' pet moomba, an orange little critter named Axel, plodded behind him. Once Roxas had stopped moving, Axel was quick to latch onto his pants and wrap himself around his master with a little whine for attention.

Leon heard that that was how Roxas had met Axel in the first place. The moomba had walked up to him in the pet shop, latched on, and could not be pried off even with a crowbar.

"A dish for Axel?" Leon replied, walking into the kitchen as he did so. He pulled the cabinet open, eyes quickly scanning for something suitable.

"No, not just him. I'm thinking of something bigger so Axel, Aeris and Zack can all share the milk. It's that new brand of milk that's been on TV a lot lately, you see, and I'm wondering if it tastes any good. So I bought some on the way here to let those three try it out," Roxas said offhandedly as he pulled the carton out of the fridge. "And since it's on offer, I got the extra-value pack. I think there's enough milk here for them and us, even. You want a glass? I know I want one."

Axel picked that moment to whine, cutesy-style, blinking his large watery eyes and looking up at Roxas. He tugged on his master's pants lightly.

"Roxy, food…"

Roxas raised an eyebrow. "Yes, I'll get you an extra large dish. Now stop doing that thing you're doing with your eyes."

Leon thought there was something very off with the situation, and the answer came to him a moment later. "Wait. Do moombas even drink milk?"

"Well, not really. Axel is just an exception. He eats everything I eat, especially when it's still on my plate."

"Oh. Just wanted to make sure."

"No problem."

When Cloud finally popped in an hour later, having finished with laundry, the milk carton was already empty. It was surprisingly, rather tasty. So tasty it was that the three pets nearly had to fight their humans for more, and the humans sort of had to lock the pets up while they finished up the last bit.

Leon felt a little apologetic for not saving any for Cloud, even more so when he had drank the very last drop just moments before he answered the doorbell to let the blond in. And strangely enough, it was as though Cloud had an inkling of an idea about what Leon had done, because the second he stepped in, he had been regarding the brunet with a raised eyebrow.

So before Cloud could accuse him, Leon decided to fess up, right when they were alone in the kitchen.

"…I drank the last bit of milk, a couple minutes before you came. Sorry I didn't save you any."

The blond blinked. "What?"

"There was this really delicious milk in my fridge earlier, but we ah, sort of finished it before you came. I should have saved some for you, especially since I knew you were coming." It sounded stupid even to his own ears, but Leon still felt it was something he should tell Cloud. After all, honesty was valued in a relationship, right? Of course, there was no romantic relationship between himself and Cloud yet, but it was just a matter of time.

Cloud chuckled. "So that's why you have this milk moustache right now."

Leon winced, his hand reaching up instinctively to wipe off the offending moustache. Before he could do so, however, Cloud had already caught both his hands and forced them down.

"Why don't I get that for you?" he asked, a playful glint in his baby blues and a smirk tugging insistently on his cherry lips. Without waiting for a reply, Cloud pulled Leon down and teasingly ran his tongue over the milk remnants in small, kittenish licks. He chuckled softly when he felt Leon stiffened under him, and as though to finish up the cleaning, he pressed his lips against Leon's for the third time in a month.

The brunet's breath caught in his throat at the familiar touch on his lips. It was soft, it was sweet, it was mesmerizing. Leon wanted more.

So when Cloud started to pull away, Leon wrapped his arms around Cloud and pulled him back in, pressing their lips together for more of that amazing pressure. And this time, he wasn't going about to let the blond take charge again. Instead, he started to suck hard on the other's bottom lip, occasionally nibbling and licking it, and when Cloud moaned softly, he took the chance and plunged in. Coaxingly, he drew Cloud's tongue into an intricate dance, pushing and pulling, prodding and relenting. Leon knew he had done things right when he felt Cloud's body shudder and those long slender fingers weaving into his hair, and he smirked against the other's lips.

It was quite a while before they parted.

Cloud gasped when he was released, immediately raising a hand to touch his slightly swollen lips that were still blazing. His blue eyes were wide with disbelief.

Leon merely grinned in satisfaction.

"Well, that was… an interesting way to start a kiss. I think I'll have to buy more of that milk later. What say we…" – Leon fanned out his fingers on Cloud's back, exerting a little force to push him closer until their bodies were flushed together - "head out now for the supermarket to get it? Just you and me."

"And the kids?"

"They won't even know we're gone."

The playful glint in Cloud's eyes returned full force. He set his hands on Leon's shoulders, gently caressing. "Well then, lead the way."

When they returned hours later, Zack the little chocobo, who had a nose even more sensitive than a patrol dog on the K9 unit when it came to food, thought he could smell ice cream and milk on his master. But when he toddled up and tried to whine for a bit of that delicious milk, his master had only given him a silly grin.

He turned to Aeris, who had done the same with her master, only to see that she had gotten the same response. Or maybe her master's grin was even sillier.

The two chocobos shrugged and went back to playing with Axel. Namely, pecking the fur off the orange critter for slurping that last bit of milk earlier.

-tbc-