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Squishy, mucky, and overall: ew…
Those were the only thoughts going through Leon's head as left his car and blindly reached for Vincent's door before sticking the borrowed key in and walking into the house, dragging his gunblade behind him and leaving it at the door. Vincent's gonna kill him for dragging mud, dirt, and dripping water in the house from the door to the closest bathroom. He'll apologize when the man wakes up. Speaking of which, Leon hated his life even more as he did not get an ounce of sleep last night; his eyes were so tired that he's walking with his eyes closed. Leon's grateful that he's memorized the house pretty well by now. He also decided to just skip work and sleep in today after he washes himself off.
Despite having no sleep, Leon barely remembered what happened. He remembered reaching for that hand and touched it. The next thing he knew he was wet and that's it. Water but no drowning. The only memories after all the wetness was him dragging himself from the water under the bridge and back to his car. Then of course, he wound up back here only to realize on the drive back that he was awfully dirty, covered in mud from head to toe.
The warm water from the shower felt amazing as all the dirt came off him and his favorite leather jacket, which he prayed wasn't ruined. He lets out a sigh and wiped his face with his free hand before blinking a few times and opened his eyes; something felt off about his face...very, very, off. To start: Where the hell did the scar go? Opening the shower door he stared at mirror in front of him and that's when he froze over and his hands dropped everything.
That can't be his reflection, that can't be! His big blue eyes widened as he suddenly forgot to breathe and let out a high pitched blood curdling scream from what breath he had.
His back hit the shower wall as he continued staring at his reflection and his hands covered his mouth.
"Was that MY scream???"
His hands touched his body before going up to his face. Turning the water off, he stepped out of the shower and walked closer to the mirror at a cautious pace and just realizing how baggy his clothes were. His hair wasn't down anymore, it was completely spiked and all over the place. And his blue eyes…he had his blue eyes back. He practically lost color in his eyes the older he got. Speaking of eyes, they were pretty big. His scar was gone and he looked less fierce and scary…no, he looked CUTE.
"This can't be…no way…" Leon shook his head but covered his mouth again before his hands went to his throat, "My voice!" It wasn't deep. It wasn't high…but it definitely wasn't deep. It was that semi-deep voice during puberty that you either keep or get deeper as you get older! Leon gasped when he heard a sound from the door and when it opened, Vincent stood there with a very blank but tired expression. Leon was about to call out the man's name if the said-man didn't hold a gun up.
"No! Vincent! Wait!" Leon ducked right when Vincent fired and thanks to his new smaller body, he made a dash for it, running right by Vincent and out into the hallway. He heard more bullets and flinched as he ran.
"Of course…Vincent WOULD shoot a teenage stranger in his house...assuming this is teenage body! Holy crap! I'm in a teenage body!"
"Vincent! Stop! Ah! It's me! Leon!" The man didn't listen as he continued firing his gun in the house. Leon already ran downstairs and the two played cat and mouse from the bathroom to the living room to the kitchen and back to the living room again.
"I guess Vincent's the only one that WOULD open fire in his own home."
"Vincent! It's me! Leon! Or Squall! Whatever you feel like calling me! AH! STOP!"
That's when Leon realized how much agile he's gotten. It wasn't just luck that he hasn't had a bullet in his head yet. Then again…this is Vincent woken up at around 6 a.m. in the morning; so it was half luck after all. That's when Leon spotted his gunblade still at the front door. Ducking and rolling, he picked up his weapon and he realized how huge, not to mention heavy, it was with his current body.
"Vincent! Stop! It's me! It's me!" Leon pleaded as he held his gunblade in a defensive position that was harder to hold up than he remembered. Vincent practically flew in front of him with a gun pointed at his head.
"…How do you have Squall's gunblade?" Vincent finally spoke.
"I AM Squall! And it's Leon to you!"
The gun clicked and Leon gulped,
"Okay you can call me whatever you want…but I'm telling the truth! I got it back from Cloud when I was over there yesterday!"
Vincent raised a brow and stared hard at the boy.
"Vincent! Look at me! Don't you recognize me? Back in high school?"
Vincent suddenly had a face of shock as he lowered his gun and took a few steps back, staring hard at Leon.
"No way…"
Leon was more surprised at the fact that Vincent showed some kind of emotion rather than feeling relief. Tucking the gun away, Vincent reached past the sword and grabbed Leon's face.
"Ow…"
"This can't be possible…" Vincent felt Leon's face and his spiky hair, "If you're Squall, then tell me what I always call you instead of your name back in high school?"
"…Swordsman? Right?"
Vincent released Leon and back up again,
"You believe me now?"
"…" Vincent reached forward again and Leon stuck his sword in front of him to block whatever Vincent was about to do, especially I he's gonna touch his face like that again, but due to him not used to the weight of his weapon anymore and just having come out of the shower, it slipped out of his hands, hitting a chandelier above him.
Leon groaned as he held an ice pack to his head, sitting on the couch with Vincent staring at him while sitting in the chair. He was happy that Vincent saved him from that falling chandelier but causing the boy to hit his head against the table during the process wasn't any more pleasant.
"…Please stop staring at me," Leon begged for the umpteenth time.
"Squall…I haven't physically aged in a while so I would think I would be okay with this after a few moments but…your predicament is really freaking me out."
"You?! It's freaking ME OUT! Look at me! No! Listen to me! My voice sounds like I just turned 15 or something!"
"That's not really what I'm freaked out about. I'm more freaked out on how…cute you look."
Leon's mouth dropped, lost for words.
"The only reason why you looked manly back in high school was because Cloud was more pretty looking than you and you hung out with him the most."
"…I hate you," Leon groaned and moved his ice pack, "Vincent please say you have a way to fix this…"
"How the hell would I know how to fix it? I woke up from a girl's scream-"
"I do not scream like a girl!" Leon cut in.
"Right…and I find mud all over the floor and I find a stranger in my bathroom; I'm just as confused as you," Vincent stated and Leon groaned again, leaning his head back.
"Do you remember anything that happened that could've caused this?" Vincent asked and Leon's eyes widened.
"Merlin…that weird janitor at the school!"
"Merlin? You sure you didn't dream this? Let me guess you found Excalibur before coming back here."
"I feel like I'm living a dream! And I'm positive! He probably doesn't even work there! I mean…who grows a beard THAT long!? But why would he do this? I mean, it's not like…oh…that's it. I wished this! I remember now! I wished I was living in the past! And he granted me my wish! So he changed me back to when I was teenager again!" Leon theorized.
"Right…turning you into a 13 year-old boy is going to solve everything…"
"I'm not 13!" Leon exclaimed.
"Then how old are you?"
"Well I…let me think…14? No, my eyes were even bigger when I was 14. 16? No that's when I found out Cloud was pregnant, for real, and I was taller…that's it! I'm 15! I'm positive! I remember because it was when I was 16 that my hair started to flatten down! This is exactly the point in my life before it all went downhill!"
"Right…congratulations for being the same age as your children."
"Oh my gosh I am!"
"That leads me to more questions: How are you going to work? And how will you tell Cloud this?"
"Um…" Leon thought for a moment, "Can you get me out of work for a while? You're rich and scary."
"…What do I get out of this?"
"Um…a favor for an old friend in need?" Leon hoped that passed a good reason.
"Maybe…and Cloud?"
"There's NO WAY I'm telling Cloud!"
"The kids?"
"NO! I'm not telling ANYONE! You're the only one that knows and it's staying that way!"
"Well I'm not a babysitter…"
"I'm technically older than 15 so you're not babysitting! But…School…" Leon breathed out, "This is the exact point in my life before I screwed it over! That means…fate's giving me a second chance! To make things right! I'm starting all over again!" a smile spreads across Leon's lips in the longest time, "I have to go back to school!"
"…You're joking right?" Vincent asked, "You know that I haven't physically aged in a while and when I told Cloud I was going to go through high school with him again: It was pure torture. Not to mention extremely hard to make my 27 year-old body look like a high school student."
"I'm sorry to hear that but: No! I'm not joking! I get a second chance at living a life without getting kids at the age of 17! This is perfect! Vincent please, you gotta-"
"NO!"
"But Vincent! You're the only one-"
"No! Don't even THINK about sucking me into this with you! I am NOT going back to that school again! It was filled with teenage angst that I could've lived my whole life without ever going through it!" That was the second time Vincent showed an emotion that day.
"…I hate you…" Vincent muttered as he stood in public in 'normal' clothes that Leon forced on him with Leon in borrowed baggy black shirt and grey pants. He was lucky there was belt to hold his pants up but he was surprised on how small he was for a 15 year-old. Now that he thought about it, he was no bigger than Roxas.
"I owe you, I promise," Leon whispered before they walked up to the front desk.
"Excuse me…I'm here to in enroll my…nephew…"
"Why am I your nephew again?" Leon asked but Vincent stomped on the boy's foot to shut him up but made him let out a cry of pain. When the two sat down to wait, Vincent answered his question.
"Squall…look at yourself and look at me. Do we even look related to be passed as father and son?"
"…Good point," Leon nodded.
"Also, never again am I going to waste my money and my time making fake information on you."
"Why? You said it easy!"
"Yes…but you rushed me and that pissed me off and if I killed you I would be arrested for murder of a child."
"…Right, sorry…I was just kind of excited," Leon apologized.
It didn't take long for the two to be called into the principal's office. Leon was grateful on how Vincent can get him some fake ID, transcripts, and such but he hated how Vincent didn't bother to get him some new clothes before coming here.
"And you're...?" The principal, Xemnas asked for Leon's name before looking at the papers but when Leon was about to speak up, Vincent stomped on the boy's foot again.
"It's Sora. Sora Valentine," Vincent answered for him.
Leon's physical pain was forgotten as he glared at Vincent.
"Sora…very good," Xemnas nodded as he looked through the papers.
"Sora? You named me SORA?!" he exclaimed in the car after they somehow fooled the school and got him enrolled, which was easier than they both thought, "Not only that, you gave me YOUR last name?! Are you trying to tell the world I'm gay?!"
"But you are…"
"That's not the point!"
"Look, Sora is the only name I could think of on the spot that will completely cover your identity," Vincent explained as he drove, "I realized that we can't use 'Leon' or 'Squall' because that will completely give it away to your family."
"How the hell did 'Sora' come to your head?!"
"Well…you look like Roxas's twin but with brown hair. So while staring at you I was thinking of Roxas the whole time. Also, your blue eyes reminded me of the sky and sitting next to the window helped too. So when I needed a new name, Roxas's name just rearranged itself in my head and the word 'sky' came into my head so I just used it and added my last name onto it. Look, I got myself a fake teenage nephew in less than a day so we both have something to lose from your stupid name!"
"You could've warned me beforehand!"
"You were rushing me! Shut up!"
Leon, or should we say, Sora, groaned and crossed his arms.
"Alright fine, I'll just have to get used to the name. But you have GOT to take me clothes shopping! I'm not wearing baggy clothes like these! I'll be sent down to the bottom of the food chain in school! And the name didn't help!"
"Right…fine. Take my car on your first day tomorrow. That should be a good way to hide your identity. We should think of a story of why you're here too…"
"Alright fine…hey…thanks again, Vincent."
"Yeah whatever…"
"Just one problem…"
"What?"
"I don't have a license and I'm not legally able to drive so we can't fake it…"
The brunette couldn't believe he saw Vincent show emotion again today when the man gave him a scary glare…
Notes:
-Omg I can't believe I did this to Sora(er, Leon?) lol!
-I know what Squall looked like when he was 18 but he's not 18 in this so his hair didn't fall yet lol!
-Theoretically speaking, Roxas and Naminé kind of are twins. After all, they're both born FROM Sora at the same time(I think…)
-Leon will be called Sora from now on, even when he's talking to Vincent.
-Under normal circumstances, Sora and Roxas would be Leon and Cloud's children(COME ON! They DO look like their lovechildren!).
But because Sora and Roxas can pass as a younger Leon and Cloud, this idea just came into my head so YES: Sora in this story is the young Leon.
This wasn't the first time I've done this either! But my first time was with both characters instead of one: Made a VGMV with "Love Story" lol.