Ohhhmygod. ::falls over:: Holy business. Not only was last week homecoming, and the week before that I don't even remember, and I have had work out the monkey, and OHMAN THE INDIANS THAT'S WHAT BEEN GOING DOWN. ::confetti:: So. I wrote this DURING school. As in DURING English (we spend 15 minutes writing and im like. I am writing this) but what really sucks is I had an idea for this. I know I did. but I can't recall. so I thought of another one. 8D And I spend two study halls on it. So. Darnit this story will never be stopped! I am always going to update. ::loves::

hmmmm "talk" think ((mee))

…I will type faster than the speed of God to get this out before work and THE INDIANS! WOO! ((apologies in advance for typos))

What If…

Leon and Cloud get locked in an elevator together but no one's

around to rescue them until the next day?

((as suggested by the lovely Keiko Tenyoku))

Leon continued to chuckle as he walked into the elevator, a sopping wet Cloud behind him.

"I cannot believe that you pushed me into the fountain in the lobby over a silly little sports argument." Leon chuckled darkly.

"I did not push you, you slipped in by yourself. Don't blame your clumsiness on my love for baseball."

"I still don't see why you love that sport so much," Cloud said as he hit the button leading to the basement spar room in their apartment complex, "It is a rather pointless sport."

"Don't call baseball pointless!" Leon snapped, about to start a heated argument, but Cloud cut him off.

"Hold on, someone wants to get in the elevator," he said as 'Hold the elevator!' was heard a few feet away.

Leon snorted and hit the 'Close Door' button. "Just because you don't want to be alone with your sports-loving boyfriend doesn't mean that I have to endure-"

A screeching noise was heard as the elevator stopped its descent abruptly, sending a sopping wet Cloud across the five foot expanse of elevator into Leon. Leon held onto him by reflex, clearly surprised. "What the-?" Leon started as the lights flickered and died.

"Of course now is the moment for karma to bite you in the ass," Cloud said dryly. Leon blinked, shoving Cloud away.

"Do you seriously think I meant for this to happen?!" he started, clearly at the end of his rope and ready to bicker about anything at all. Cloud ignored him as he hit the help button on the elevator panel. There was no reply or any signal. Leon sighed exasperatedly and leaned against the side of the wall, sliding down to sit against it.

"Oh, so now you're going into sulking mode," Cloud stated, sitting across from him and crossing his arms.

"I am not sulking," Leon said lamely as silence fell over the two.

A few minutes passed. Luckily for Leon, he had his sports bag with him, in which he kept a book, a flashlight, and a store of snacks in. Cloud glared at him as he finished counting the buttons on the vast elevator panel, although they had numbers plainly written on them. Leon smirked at the irritated Cloud and returned to his book of fighting tactics and sparring moves.

Cloud fidgeted. He was still sopping wet after all, and being in an air conditioned elevator was not helping. Glancing across at Leon, who was still engrossed in his book, he faked a long groan and tugged off his shirt, stretching. Leon's eyebrows rose, but he continued to focus on his book.

Cloud sighed. I guess I'll just have to use drastic measures to get Leon's attention back.

Leon heard a faint jingling noise and looked up. His eyes widened as he watched Cloud pull of his pants. "What the hell are you doing?" Leon whispered urgently, looking around in the empty elevator as if someone would see.

"I'm cold," Cloud said, "after all, I am soaking wet you know." He glared as Leon as he stretched out on his back on the tiled floor. Leon failed to stifle a small groan. Cloud quirked an eyebrow. "What's wrong?" he asked, his grin betraying the mock-concern in his voice.

"Nothing," Leon said quickly, "I'm just…claustrophobic."

"Really?" Cloud questioned incredulously, still grinning. He rolled over onto his stomach and crawled closer to Leon, who tried in vain to sink into the wall. "Would you like help picturing those wide open spaces?" he whispered devilishly, leaning half over the pinned Leon.

"No…I'm fine," Leon said, his voice cracking. "I'm sorry I pushed you into the fountain," he whispered, inches away from Cloud's lips.

"I'm sorry I said baseball was pointless," Cloud whispered back.

"So does that mean you'll stop trying to do a strip tease during the seventh inning stretch?"

Cloud grinned again. "Not a chance," he whispered, sealing his lips over Leon's.

At that precise moment, the elevator door was pried open and a high beam flashlight poked through the space. "I am so sorry but the elevator might be stuck like this until tomorr-Oh!" the technician exclaimed, seeing the two making out against the side of the wall. "I guess you're going to be alright then," he said quietly to himself, letting the door slide shut.

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Dude. That was crazy short. I wish I could remember my other idea. TT BUT ANYWAY I TOTALLY MADE IT BEFORE WORK ((baseball theme is totally my bad XP)) BUT YES LOVE TO ALL YES YES AND UM that question thing worked very well so.

Favorite last line of a story!

freaky-hanyou