Absolving Darkness

Disclaimer: WHAAAAAATUH?! Okay okay ! I don’t own, joo no sue! Screw you… Cries.

Me: I dunno why but the last chapter that I had completed long ago was in present tense. The rest will be in past. Maybe I’ll run through later and change the first chapter to past as well but for now… Too tired and I wanna continue this stowwie, joo know?

Cloud turned his gaze towards the brunette that was residing on the couch. It was a mere sideways glance at first until he noticed the male’s head was slack and the book was open but laying upon his chest. Squall had an arm resting behind his head in a casual pose. Cloud stood and momentarily thought about waking Squall before he closed the book he was reading himself and placed it back where he found it nearly two hours ago. He went straight for the door of the bedroom that was offered to him. When he entered the room he noticed its small size. He looked to the side of the bed and noticed the Gunblade that was resting beside the bed. A slight smirk, almost smile, passed over his lips for a mere moment. The man’s instinct was just as high as his own. By the recliner chair that he was resting upon was his Buster.

Cloud went for the queen sized bed and wondered for a split second why they didn’t just share when he shook his head that would have been a horrible idea. He looked down at the mattress and for a moment an image of a naked tan and dark haired male was sprawled on the bed with just the thin sheet to cover his nether regions. Cloud’s eyes grew wide as he noticed the steamy look within the dim grey eyes. Wanting to smack himself he shook his head and sat upon the bed abruptly, hoping that would make the image run away faster. The spiky-haired blond removed his boots and socks and noticed there were placed just beside Squall’s. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he took off his shoulder cover with a sleeve. He removed his top as well and placed them both on the floor beside the nightstand.

Cloud turned and placed his head on the pillow that was closer to the outside of the bed. He had both arms behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. His gaze was blank and his expression straight. His mind was blank as his eyes began to droop. As much as he hated to admit it, Yuffie was right, he needed this. His head, heart and soul were in too much turmoil through the loss of Aeris and the fights with Sephiroth. His eyes shut and instead of the image of the flower healer appearing before his fading vision it was a brunette male with a slightly gruff expression. Cloud’s eyes would have widened from the sudden startle he felt but was too tired and his heavy eyelids fell instead.

What felt like fifteen minutes of sleep but was actually a few hours was interrupted by an abrupt and loud thud. Cloud shot straight up in the bed and automatically reached for his Buster and flinched when he touched the Gunblade. He looked at it with a strange expression before he stood swiftly from the comforting mattress. He quickly made his way out of the bedroom and into the living room where the noise came from. Upon entering the room he nearly snorted at what he saw. Beside the couch, on the floor, was a disheveled looking brunette with a blanket wrapped around his waist. The pillow was still mystically in the same spot it was placed earlier.

Cloud walked over towards the sweating, panting and slightly frightened looking male. He bent over and offered the man a hand up. When Squall lifted his head in confusion he looked around and remembered where he was. He looked up to the blond with dim gray eyes, much like how Cloud imagined them earlier, before he took the offered hand. For a moment the spiky haired man hesitated in pulling Squall up, that was a mistake. In the instant he failed to support the other man’s weight he was sent falling backwards with the person whose hand was clasped in his own following. With an even louder thud than earlier and two manly grunts they were both on the floor.

A blond out of breath and a dark haired male staring at a pale shoulder with wide eyes were sprawled on the floor together. Legs were crossed; hands still joined between their bodies and slight confusion was greeted. Squall in a moment of panic attempted to stand but squirmed instead what with the use of only one hand. Cloud moaned and instantly had a hand on the brunette’s waist to still his movement further. Squall stiffened and for a moment there was a look of disgust before he lifted his head. His bright gray eyes met mako for the first time since they went to sleep.

“Remove your hand before I remove it entirely. Now.” Squall was never one to mess with when his temper rose, if it ever did. At the moment his eyes were a fierce glowing grey almost silver as he stared down at the male below him as he tightened his grip on the hip his fingers were around. Cloud glared in return as he finally removed his hand and nearly shoved the man atop him to the ground beside himself. He stood swiftly and dusted his pants and bare chest.

“You’d think you could at least thank me for helping.” Cloud didn’t wait for a response as he went straight back into the bedroom that was offered to him with a neutral expression and a slight hint of anger mixed with disturbance in his eyes. He slammed the door shut and quickly made his way over to the queen sized bed. He sat on the edge with his head bowed while his arms rested upon his spread legs casually. ‘Tch, last time I help that guy out.’ With that thought Cloud turned and laid upon his side and fell back into a light slumber.

Outside of the closed door Squall was still sitting upon the floor with a grimace clearly on his face. It was one thing to have his hand where it was but to shove him made the brunette angry. He was merely disturbed at the position they had ended in. He was a man with little left but still with plenty of pride. Squall was grateful for the help although he didn’t appreciate the fact that the blond was such a rude person at times. Squall stood from his spot on the ground and stared at the wall before him, on the other side of the wall was the bed pressed to it. The brunette debated for a moment on whether to apologize to the blond before he sighed to himself. He made his way back towards the couch, picking his blanket up along the way, he laid back into his position from earlier. He would apologize… In the morning.

Me: Bah! This could have been better but I am making them short in order to get them out faster. Ya know? =D