A/N: Gah! Man, really don't have any new excuses for late updates….bleh.

Just for that, I'm going to put a little bit of lemony goodness into this fic. My first, in fact!

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LEMON. YOU NO LIKE, YOU NO READ. COMPRENDE????

-----------Chapter Eight----------

Cloud walked into the cafeteria in a light daze. Recent events had left him stunned, especially the knowledge of what had happened to his brother. That such a thing had been happening, repeatedly, without him knowing was horrifying. Add to that the fact that Marl had been attacked as well, and Shei almost killed, and it was just too much for a high school senior to take. I should just focus on school right now and harass myself mentally when I get home.

Looking around, he noticed that everyone in the cafeteria was looking at him. Aside from those immediately involved, no one knew about Demyx and Marluxia, and they only knew the vaguest details about Shei, who was currently still in hospital, blind. Therefore, the looks he was receiving were the same looks of loathing he'd been receiving ever since his breakup with Reno. Therefore, finding a table was going to be difficult.

"Yo! Blondie! Over here!" He looked up to see a black clad arm waving him over. Oh, God. This is just what I need. Nevertheless, he was grinning as he headed over to the table. As he sat, he was surprised to see Leon already waiting for him. Sitting across from them were two people that Cloud had known ever since he was a young child.

Sitting directly across from him was Quinn. Cloud's age, he was quiet and rarely said a word to those outside of his small circle of trusted people. His eyes were a light blue that seemed even lighter with his pale skin and pitch black hair. It was styled in such a way that his left eye was almost always covered. He wore a black Lostprophets T-shirt, close fitting black jeans, black boots, and a matching set of studded bracelets, belt, and choker. Two black studs in his right ear completed the ensemble.

To Quinn's left, and directly across from Leon, was Quinn's boyfriend, Derrick. His long black hair was messy and tied back. He wore a deep red shirt, with a skull bearing the Anarchy symbol on it's forehead, over a long sleeved black shirt. Two studded belts criss-crossed over his hips, and he was wearing black cargos and combat boots. He wore a matching set of studded accessories similar to Quinn's, and had several piercings through each ear and eyebrow, a ring at the left corner of his lower lip, and a stud in his right nostril. Add to that the mismatched eyes, left brown and right blue, and you had a rather shocking appearance.

It was no wonder that around school those two were known as Emo Dude and Goth Boy.

"Looks like ya don't have any choice today, do ya?" Derrick grinned as he spoke. The flat voice that spoke next was clearly Quinn's. "It seems the entire school has it in for you."

As Quinn and Derrick (mostly Derrick), went on to describe various means of torture that the schoolgirls were planning for him, Cloud noticed something about his two friends that he hadn't seen there before. Every time that Derrick would nudge Quinn or send some kind of racy remark his way, Quinn would simply shrug him off. It wasn't downright rejection, but a strange coldness that had always been there that Cloud was just starting to notice. Quinn truly didn't seem to care about anything or anyone, and the blonde could see that it was having an affect on Derrick. The small sad glances when he thought no one was watching, the sighs, it was all there.

Cloud was seeing the same thing in them that had been there between himself and Reno. Sure, he wasn't as cold as Quinn, but it was close enough, and he had never realized how much it was hurting the red-head. He only hoped that Quinn would realized what he was doing to his lover before it was too late.

Cloud was snapped out of his musings by a hand waving in front of his face. Derrick, obviously. "Yoo, hoo! Ya in there?" Noticing Cloud's embarrassment at being caught zoning, an evil glint rose into the Goth's eye. Cloud swore he could almost see horns in that mess of black hair. "Or were ya too busy fantasizin' over your new boy-toy there?"

This time Cloud's embarrassment turned his whole face red. "He is not my boy-toy!"

The evil glint got more sinister. "Oh yeah? Then that means I can do this!" And without another word, Derrick leaned forward across the table and planted a solid kiss on Leon's lips.

It was only later that afternoon that Cloud remembered Derrick's expression. How the kiss didn't even get a reaction from Quinn. And how the light seemed to dim a little more in Derrick's eyes.

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Reno sighed as he watched Axel pop two of the small white pills into his mouth for the third time that day. "It's getting' pretty bad, huh?" They were currently hanging out on the school grounds during their fifth period spare.

Axel shrugged. "It's been worse. Just been acting up lately, that's all."

Ever since the fire that had left Axel's arms and back badly scarred, barely healed skin had been raw and oversensitive. The pills were to help counteract that effect. Usually, Axel only used the pills once every few days, as he needed them. Lately, however, it seemed he was needing to take them more often. He shook his head. "It's just all the stress of recent events, s'all."

"Yeah. Bet your dad's just thrilled with what happened to Shei, huh?"

The two looked up to see Derrick standing over them. Without waiting for a reply, the goth teen sat down between the two brothers. The older teen knew of the Tarshil's family problems. He suffered the same at home and was able to tell when others were suffering the same fate. From an early age his mother's husband (Derrick had been born as the result of an affair his mother had) had beaten him for anything and everything. First it was his taste in music, then his taste in clothes, and now it was his taste in dates. Only difference between his problems and those of the Tarshil boys was that Derrick was often used as a substitute for his mother, late at night. Reno and the others didn't know that part, though.

Reno sighed. "Yeah. Ecstatic. I'm just worried about what will happen when Shei comes home. I just hope he doesn't-"

"Well, well. What do we have here? Is this where all the little fags meet to have their make out sessions?"

The three looked up to see Xaldin standing over them. Reno stood up, quickly followed by Derrick and Axel. "Last time I checked, you were into fucking guys too, pal."

Xaldin sneered. "Whatever. I come bearing a message from Sai'x. You and your buddies, along with the cops, better back off now, or a certain little blond will be in trouble." He looked at Axel, sneer growing. Axel launched himself at the raven haired teen. "You touch Roxas and I'll rip your fucking throat out!" Derrick and Reno were quick to grab the fuming red-head and pull him back as Xaldin walked away, chuckling darkly.

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Cloud sat down heavily on Leon's bed. They had come straight to the brunette's house after school to work on a project for one of their classes. "Damn. Does Mr. Valentine have to give us so much work?"

"Hey. At least we have more time for this one." Cloud grumbled an acknowledgment. Leon sat down next to him on the bed and for a moment the two only looked at each other. Feeling the heat rising to his cheeks, Cloud looked away. "S-so. Where should we start? He gave us that site and-" He was cut off but a pair of lips locking with his. His eyes widened in shock for a moment before closing as he deepened the kiss. The brunette's tongue ran lightly over his lower lip.

As he parted his lips in invitation, Cloud felt himself being slowly pushed down into the mattress, until Leon was lying over him. Running his hands lightly through the messy brown hair, he gasped when he felt Leon's knee applying pressure between his legs. While the scarred teen's mouth moved to latch on to the sensitive skin at the nape of Cloud's neck, one hand slowly slid down, then back up under the blonde's shirt, stroking the firm skin he found there.

Leon removed himself from Cloud's neck long enough to remove the blonde's shirt before latching on to a more interesting target: his nipple. Cloud let out a surprised moan, hands tightening in the soft brown hair of his lover's head. Giving the tiny bud a light nip, Leon was quick to move to the other, giving it the same treatment. Then he was moving farther downward, until he kissed the skin above the blonde's pant line. "You sure this is okay?"

The blond nodded, unable to form coherent words at that moment. He just wanted to be rid of his now restrictive jeans that had become suddenly too tight. Leon granted him his wish, unzipping them slowly in a teasing manner. Pulling those all the way off, Cloud's boxers were quick to follow. Now the blond lay completely nude below him. "Looks like something else is begging for my attention." He closed a gentle hand around the blonde's member, giving it light strokes and watching as his lover writhed underneath him. He then lowered his head and gave the tip a gentle lick, delighting in the breathless gasp from his partner.

Then, agonizingly slow, he took Cloud fully into his mouth. The younger teen's back arched and his fingers clenched tightly in Leon's hair as the brunette ran his tongue up and down the delicate shaft, sucking lightly. Leon could feel himself growing painfully hard, and he could tell from Cloud's breathy moans that he was getting close, so he quickly pulled back, grinning when the blond protested. He joined his lips with Cloud's again in a fierce kiss. "Hang on."

Rummaging through his desk drawer, he found a bottle of oil that he'd been keeping there for just this sort of thing. Rolling Cloud onto his stomach, he covered his fingers in the fluid and carefully pushed one into the blonde's entrance. Cloud gasped at the invasion, but did his best to relax as, gradually, and second, then third finger followed. When he was sure his partner was ready, Leon quickly removed his clothes and coated his own member with the fluid. "You ready?"

Cloud was sure his face couldn't get any redder. "Just do it already." Without waiting for another word, Leon slowly pushed in, not stopping until he was fully sheathed in Cloud's body. His partner gasped and let out a small whimper of pain as he adjusted to the feeling. Just when he was beginning to worry that he had hurt his lover, Leon felt Cloud push back against him. That was all the cue he needed as he pulled almost completely out of his partner, before thrusting back in. Their pace increased, as did the intensity of Cloud's moans and screams, until Leon could feel himself nearing the edge.

One hand snaked around to wrap itself around the blonde's member, and he pumped furiously to bring his lover to climax. It wasn't long before the blond let out a long cry and released his sticky white fluid onto the blanket beneath him. Cloud's muscles tightening around him, Leon made a few more frantic thrusts before finding release of his own.

Some time after, the two lay tangled together in a heap of limbs, Cloud's head resting on Leon's shoulder. Looking deeply into his lover's eyes, it seemed that Cloud was about to speak when the door to the room was suddenly thrown open to reveal Leon's dad, Genesis, standing in the doorway.

"Can you two keep it down next time? SOME of us have to work the night shift."

The door was then slammed shut, leaving a red-faced Cloud and a chuckling Leon alone once again.

-----End Chapter Eight-------

A/N: There you have it. My first Lemon. Gawd. Better get the tissue before my nose starts bleeding.

Aaaaanywho, read and review peeps!!!