You people better love me. Because I am a lazy ass, and I know I am. XD Damn proud too, but I spent this entire weekend reading. That's it. AND what SUCKS is that I got to this really good part in Ceres (only took like, 8 volumes for it to pick up XD) and THEN someone died and then ANOTHER someone "died" who better come back and I DON'T HAVE THE LAST TWO VOLUMES. ::snarlies:: BUT. a new FY Genbu Kaiden FINALLY effing comes out Tuesday. SO I spent today rereading all of it. all five. Woot.

But it cracks me up how EVERYbody Watase draws has similarities to eachother. Like Yuhi and Tomite and then Tamahome and Night and Toya and Uruki? ((Don't even get mestarted on Abs. Boyfriend…))

But anyway, the moral of the story is I am tired, but you reviewers have been so kind that I just cannot stand the guilt. AND HERES THE IMPORTANT PART: Ok so, I have obviously been dancing on the rating line, and this one will be living proof because I have thought of such a dirty plot but. I decided to go a different route Still dirty, but a liiiiiitle better.

Anyway. I have been debating since some of your suggestions can only be written in M, if I should either A. Up the rating, or B. Make an entirely different story called What If: For the Older Kids and put them there. ((honestly don't give a HOOT if young folk read it, but FFNET does so…))

But yeah let me know what you think. And it's a Cleon today, so naturally that means its going to suck because its so much fun to make Leon love sports and Iknow that probably isn't his character. OOC ahead children.

And quickly now: HEY SORA WHENS YER BIRTHDAY!? XD Onlyinthislight you and Zesty have the same birthday and it is a freaky experience. XD Sillies. And TK! I have too. AND SLEEPOVER REFERENCE IS THE HORRIBLE HORRRIBLE CHAPTER 45 THAT I REWROTE CUZ I WAS TIRED WHEN I WROTE IT-

::stops abruptly::Ohman I hope this one doesn't come out like that one.

Damn. Alright seriously shutting up. ::steels self:: BTW this weeks making itself to be a bitch. So you know. XD

What If…

Cloud lost a bet to Leon?

((as suggested by the lurvely Plain Jane))

"Hey Leon what kind of lotion do you like?" Cloud asked as he walked into the living room from the kitchen, "I can never remember-"

He paused as he looked upon his boyfriend, who was sprawled out on the couch and staring avidly at the television screen. Not paying attention to him at all.

"Leon? Hey Leon, are you listening? Yoo-whoo-"

"Shh. Game's on. Crucial part."

Cloud approached the television, peering over to see what Leon was so immersed in. It figures, he thought, rolling his eyes as he saw the tied score of the Green Bay Packers and the New York Giants. Why does he have to be such a sports fanatic? Cloud sat down in front of the couch, attempting in vain to be immersed in the football game as well.

He looked up at Leon, blowing his bangs away from his face. If it was sword fighting or karate, sure I'd be interested…but football? No way. After five minutes, Cloud could take it no longer. He stood up, blocking Leon's view of the television.

"Hey!" Leon said automatically, trying to regain his view of the football game. "There's only two minutes left!"

"I don't care," Cloud said, reaching for the remote, "I want to watch something that interests me for once."

Leon looked at him incredulously. "But you don't like watching television."

Cloud paused. "…True, but I'm still sick of you worshiping it like it is some kind of god or something." Cloud pushed Leon over, sitting on the Couch beside his head. He sighed. "I'd like some attention to you know."

Leon spared him a brief glance before returning to watch the final minutes of the game. "You'll get it! After the game is over…"

Cloud made an exasperated sound in his throat. "No, dammit, you're done! I'll just sit here and annoy the hell out of you for the last minutes of the game and then you'll lose focus and by default you won't pay attention and I will have successfully distracted you as I am doing right now so then you will be wasting brain cells attempting to tune me out and watch the game at the same time so its really pointless trying to ignore me-"

Leon twitched. "Cloud. I just want to watch the last part of my football game, so please just shut up until it's over?"

Cloud smirked. "Don't bet on it."

Leon's eyes suddenly glinted with an evil idea. "Indeed," he said mysteriously. "Why don't we make this a bet?"

Cloud raised an eyebrow. "What, exactly are you implying?"

"I'll make a bet on the football game." Cloud flopped back against the couch exasperatedly as Leon sat up, excited about his idea. "Seriously! If my team, the Giants, win, you have to stop talking for the next 24 hours."

"And if the Packers win…?"

Leon thought a minute. "If the Packers win…." Leon hesitated before continuing. "I won't watch the Super Bowl."

Cloud froze, shocked at Leon's high stakes. "But…you love the Super Bowl-!"

Leon nodded and put out his hand. "Do we have a deal?"

Cloud grinned. "You are so going down," he said as he shook his hand.

As Cloud and Leon watched the game, Cloud discovered that football wasn't half bad.It's quite fun when you have a team to cheer for, he said, cheering as the game went into the final minute.

"Come on, make the field goal-" Leon said as the final seconds dwindled.

"Dammit!" he swore, as the Giants kicker misses, sending the game into over time. Leon smothered his face into a pillow. "This is too much pressure."

"Oh relax, Leon," Cloud said, grinning. "Then again…Fate loves me more than you, and therefore you are doomed to lose."

"We'll see about that," Leon retorted as the game began the overtime round.

------((Heeee football.))-------

Cloud stared at the television in shock and disbelief. "An interception…"

"And an amazing field goal!" Leon rejoiced as he all but danced in his place on the couch. "I get to watch the Super Bowl! And you," he said, pointing to Cloud, "can't talk anymore!"

Cloud made to retort, but Leon raised a finger. "Ah! Nope! Not a word!" he grinned as he stood up to go to the kitchen.

"I think it's going to be a very pleasant night."

Cloud sighed frustratedly as he followed Leon into the kitchen.

"Say Cloud, you wouldn't mind if I ate your last Fudge-sickle would you?" Leon asked, purposely looking away from Cloud as he spoke.

Cloud shook his head vehemently, but Leon didn't turn to look. "No? Great!" He turned around, smiling devilishly as he ate the treat. "This is fun!" he said deviously. "I should get you to bet on sports more often…"

Cloud was getting pissed about not being able to argue. Suddenly getting an idea, he ran upstairs to get something as Leon finished off his ice cream. He returned quickly, writing furiously on a dry erase board with a purple marker. When finished, he turned it around, thrusting it in front of Leon. It read:

You owe me a new box of Fudge-sickles, asshole.

Leon smirked. "But you didn't say you wanted any!"

Cloud erased his writing, and scribbled down some more.

You are such a sadistic little bastard, you know that?

"Damn proud," Leon said, leaving the kitchen and heading for the upstairs. He turned around. "Are you coming? It's so much fun to torment you."

Cloud glared, but reluctantly followed him up the stairs to their bedroom.

----((here's that bit I was going to make longer but then it wouldn't be T then would it XD))---

Cloud flopped down on their bed, growling into the pillow. He grabbed onto the dry erase board.

This is really frustrating, you know.

Leon's smile turned more devious. "I know," he said, falling down on the bed beside him, "And it's about to get a whole lot worse…"

Cloud raised an eyebrow as Leon rolled over top of him, throwing the dry erase board off the bed. "Don't speak," he whispered as he began to place slow, lazy kisses on the side of Cloud's neck. Cloud groaned, biting his lips together to keep from speaking.

"I could be really evil you know," Leon said, hovering just above Cloud's lips, "What do you think?"

Cloud only stared up at him with hungry eyes, licking his lips as he closed the distance between them. Leon smirked as his hands ran up and down Cloud's sides, one resting on his hip while the other traced his abdomen. Cloud pulled away from the kiss, gasping.

"L-"

Leon raised an eyebrow, meaning to stand up and leave. Cloud stopped forming the word quickly, silencing himself once more. He wrapped a hand in Leon's hair as the other traced his jaw, inhaling sharply when Leon's hand dipped lower….

-----(( ::stops:: For the rating, AND the fact. I don't write lemons. Not yet anyway.))----

Cloud yawned loudly as he woke up to the sun's rays peeking in through the window. He groaned, rolling over in Leon's arms. He was about to speak when he remembered the occurrences of the day before.

He smiled at the sleeping Leon beside him, before reaching over the bed, grabbing his dry erase board. He wrote out a message, and slipped out from the covers, heading for the bathroom.

Leon stirred, rolling over to where Cloud would be. He made a noise of surprise when, instead of his face meeting Cloud's warm chest, he was met with a cold dry erase board. He sat up, reading:

Hey. Due to your…rambunctious and rather energetic behavior last night, I am in need of a long, hot shower. Obviously I still can't talk yet. Come visit me and we can continue last night. ::insert sexy grin here::

By the way, you are so getting payback come Super Bowl time.

Cloud

Leon grinned, rolling out of bed to head for the shower.

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Meh, it wasn't that bad. And I have never written a lemon before, ive read over 200 now, (we counted one day XD) but I'm not sure if I'll ever write one.

And I was going to have this story be a Cloud/Leon, and have Cloud be the uke when he lost the bet. But that is a definite high rating.

Btw, the next few What Ifs are rather Emo. Be warned.

AND to all those Pats fans out there. I hate the Patriots, they cheat and deserve to lose. XD Putting that out there.

So let me know you're ratingful opinions of what I should do my darlings!

Til we meet again!

freaky-hanyou