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Blood to Blood
Disclaimer: I don’t own Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy or any of its characters. Welcome to the wonderful world of Fanfiction!
Warning: This fic contains at least SHOUNEN-AI (guys kissin’ and cuddlin’) and possibly YAOI (explicit sex scenes between guys). And implied pedophile, could also be seen with implied SHOUJO-AI (girls kissin’ and cuddlin’)
Pairings (in alphabetically order): Axel X Roxas, Leon X Cloud, Riku X Sora, Tidus X Wakka X Tidus
Author’s Note: The chapter title has two meanings ‘blood’ since Cloud and Leon fight in this chapter. And ‘blood’ as in a commonality factor.
Happy Reading!
-Na
Nagori no Omoi
Memory 3: Blood to Blood
The room was silent, the air filled with excitement as a dozen faces watched eagerly as the two men stood facing each other. Between the two was tension although it seemed easy or perhaps calm. Both fighters seemed to be taking the fight a bit more seriously then if it were a simple practice.
Stepping between the men the dirty blond surveyed the fighters with a cautious eye, at his back stood the cowboy- the instigator- of the fight between the silent pair. The supposed responsible one, a man who was meant to be in charge, spoke, “Slashing strikes only, but Leon you already know that. And stay away from the face, or else when someone asks how you got cut we will all reply with ‘You tripped and fell on you face’.”
“Cloud, the deal was that you would fight with the Buster Sword and since that has no place for materia then I am going to assume that it is the First Tsurugi,” said Irvine.
Blue eyes pierced the cowboy, “I know I said I would fight with the Buster Sword but the truth is that the Buster Sword that I was using belonged to someone else and I returned it to them. So it is quite simple for me to use the Complete First Tsurugi as if it were the Buster Sword.”
Off to the side a confused brunette turned to the nearest person and whispered, “Oi, what did he mean by ‘Complete First Tsurugi’?”
Green eyes settled on Sora, “Garden didn’t have a lot of information on the First Tsurugi, rumors really supposedly the man who created it was really idealistic and couldn’t even wield it. Since in a way it resembled the Buster Sword, and Cloud can wield the Buster Sword he was given the First Tsurugi. But no one knows except Cloud, like no one knows about the Gunblade: Revolver except Leon. And even it you don’t know it yet, no one but you and perhaps some long deceased relative know about your own Keyblade.”
Sora nodded and focused on what the cowboy was saying, “…love to see the First Tsurugi in battle.”
“Iie, you requested a Gunblade and Buster Sword fight and basically that is what you will receive. The First Tsurugi not Complete was meant for combat against more then one foe or obstacles like a rock slide while in battle,” replied Cloud brushing back a golden lock and drawing his sword.
The lazy stance of the brunette melted, the Gunblade lifted off of his shoulder slightly in a more ready position. But the two men between the fighters the guardian and the instigator still stood their ground, although neither spoke. Tension filled the room, as the four men in the center just stood there.
Axel grew angry and fast, the rage seemed to fester and instead of grabbing quickly for the first incendiary device handy but instead he picked up a stray Kali stick and whipped it at the two men in the center, “Go!”
Demyx and Irvine were out of the fighting circle within seconds, as all eyes watched with abated breath. Muscles tensed, feet shifted to better firmer stances. The room was deathly silent as the opponents sized each other up. No one moved breathing almost seemed- forbidden in the still atmosphere. And then there came a noise the sound of metal sliding across cloth, a soft click, the sound of air being sucked away- burned. A single grey eye and a single blue eye glanced at the furious redhead and then at his clenched fist, white knuckles wrapped around a metal object and its protruding flame.
Leon surged forward a downward strike that if it had landed would have cut the blond right shoulder to left hip. Cloud didn’t even bother to block but instead ended up backing away and making his own slash at the slightly exposed shoulder. Chuckling slightly Leon drove upwards nearly knocking the First Tsurugi from Cloud’s hands and jarring loose one of the Switch Blades.
The boys pulled apart, the blond almost invisibly brushing the smaller blade into place. Blue met Grey as the First Tsurugi flowed over blond locks being spun around Cloud’s head as he rushed the brunette, the blade coming down in a fine horizontal sweep.
A clash metal on metal, a sweep, strike, block- and the dance began again. At some point the boys were just a blur of vague colors and sounds of strikes and blocks. But then Selphie noticed a few drops of fresh crimson on the mat where the blurs had stood, “Blood!”
“Whose blood?” asked Riku from the opposite edge of the circle.
The usually hyper girl shook her head and yelled back, “Your guess is as good as mine.”
The onlooker’s efforts seemed doubled to see who of the two had first blood, or if the fight was so far gone that both boys were bleeding and exhausted, where first blood didn’t matter anymore.
Leon would strike the large halberd would parry, and in a show of great strength twist back to make his own strike. As the First Tsurugi swung over the blond’s head, the Gunblade came back in a swift slash to Cloud’s stomach. Before blade could penetrate skin the Complete First Tsurugi came straight down the tip of the blade embedded into the training mat.
The halberd now separated the two components there was a pause, the air filled with the heavy breathing of the two fighters. Grey eyes met blue over the hilt of the large sword as Leon was currently in a crouch.
Moving swiftly to the right as if to strike the ex-SOLIDER Gunblade outstretched. Cloud moved away from the threat his hand automatically going to the nearest Switch Blade and then he froze; he had said he would fight this as if he had the Buster Sword.
“That is enough,” called out Demyx, “we don’t want you killing each other.”
Leon immediately stood up and relaxed his stance stepping away from Cloud and his embedded weapon. Blue eyes nodded as he too relaxed and took up the great sword, or should he say swords.
“That was so cool,” exclaimed Yuffie, “Even the blitzball players couldn’t tear their eyes away”! There was a chorus of curse as three guys ran from the room, just now seeing that they were late for their blitzball practice.
Riku looked between the worn fighters noticing the minuscule cuts on both, “So who had first blood?”
“Cloud did,” replied Leon pointing to the gash on his stomach where his white t-shirt was cut and reddened.
“But I’m pretty sure the blood on the floor is mine, since Leon got me pretty good on my upper arm,” added the blond presenting his left upper arm with a cut a good ten centimeters long. The cut was still bleeding a slow but steady flow the streams of blood curled around his forearm and all met at a single point near the elbow. Depending on how Cloud held his arm the blood would either drip from the elbow or continue on its path to his wrist, and over his palm to drip from his fingers. The elder blond seemed unaffected by the blood.
There were a few collective gasps, the content fiery red head threw a first aid kit a Leon, “You bled him you bandage him, since it wouldn’t be the best to take him to a nurse unless he needs stitches.”
Leon nodded, knowing that Cloud couldn’t walk around dripping blood he placed his gun blade on the mat, and took the offered paper towels from Selphie. Ripping off a few sheets he handed them to Cloud before ripping off some more and as the blond tried to stop the blood flow, the Garden bred cleaned off his arm.
When several sheets of white were stained Crimson, and no longer the porcelain skin (when contrasted to black leather and blood). Grey orbs scanned the shallow cut, to see that it was just that a shallow cut that wouldn’t even leave a scar, but it was in the right place and with the constant moving of the sword fight it bled, and bled good. The cut was too long for a bandage so the brunette wrapped it carefully tying it off snug with a square knot.
Picking up the paper towels and swiping at the blood on the mat. Leon moved across the room throwing the trash in a small metal bin without a liner. Green eyes light up like the lighters in his hands, “See you all tomorrow.” Axel then moved quickly to the metal bin trailed by a grinning younger blond and a dirty blond who shook his head. The evidence of violence in the room had soon gone up in flames.
Grey eyes inspected his own wounds, he had got the one on his stomach and then there was one on his shoulder. And although the sword only put a small rip in his leather jacket his flimsy white t-shirt wasn’t so lucky neither was his skin. But he had already stopped bleeding and it really looked like he got in a fight with a cat.
Searching through his bag he sighed when he realized that he had forgotten a spare shirt just in case something like this happened. A smooth chuckle filled the room, Leon didn’t turn he knew it was Riku, “He got your shirt good Leon. Does anyone know a Magic/Domestic Science double major?”! [1]
“Actually my friend Kairi is going to be a Magic/Domestic Science double major,” replied Sora. At that Leon did turn around he could see the organization members at the door, Riku directly in front of him and the Newbie behind him being coddled by Selphie and Yuffie.
“That’s right,” exclaimed Selphie, “She is a great cook and had the best healing potions but she couldn’t bake a wink always jealous of Sora’s baking skills that she ruined her favorite shirt cutting apples. Her goal is clothes impervious to being accidentally cut and to blood. I bet with Leon and Cloud as models she’d be more then happy to try it in leather”!
“Tell the Sora baking story, the one that made Kairi jealous, it is so cute!” begged Yuffie.
The brunette grinned, “Sora wanted to cook his okaa-san dinner for her birthday since she had to work and he had no money to buy her anything. So he had Tidus’ okaa-san teach him to cook a simple meal and bake a cake. And it was the best cake ever Riku even helped him! But that’s not the best part, now you got to remember her birthday was March 13th so the next day all by himself he baked Tidus’ okaa-san a small cake for helping him, and one for Riku too! His imaginary friend was livid since it was White Day and ‘Riku is no ones woman’. So to make it up to him the next year on Valentine’s Day he baked Riku his favorite cookies!” [2]
The Garden bred didn’t really care for the story, nor the younger blushing brunette; what did catch his attention was the stiff form of his silver haired friend; the way the green eyes starred unwavering at Selphie the dilated pupils, or the way he had mouthed the word ‘cookies’ even before the hyper girl finished saying that last ‘Riku’.
Suddenly there was a blood red tank top in front of Leon’s gaze; blue eyes gazing at him intensely. But he clearly understood, Cloud was offering the shirt since he had destroyed the brunette’s t-shirt. Taking off his jacket and then the torn shirt, grey orbs never left the blue ones as he took the tank top and slipped it over his head. Neither fighter noticed that the room went silent, or Riku’s smirk.
Putting on his jacket and throwing the torn shirt at the redhead to burn at his leisure. Picking up his bag Leon looked at Cloud again, before walking to pick up his Gunblade and then to leave the room. He could he the footsteps close behind him and he knew that Cloud was following him. The last thing he heard from the room was Sora, “Did they just have a whole conversation, without saying anything?”
What had been communicated had been quite simple: the shirt was only to get Leon to his dorm room. So Cloud would follow Leon to his dorm room to get his shirt back. And so there they were blue eyes taking in the room that really had absolutely no personal affects on the walls and only plain white sheets, but the other half of the room meant for a roommate since there was the furniture but nothing else no belongings or bed sheets even.
“My roommate and I have this deal, we room together on paper and in the public eye while he lives off campus in an apartment with his boyfriend and I get a single,” Leon stated holding out the red shirt. Those were the first words spoken between the two and Leon didn’t know exactly why he said it. That had been a secret the only other person to ever come to this room had been Riku. But somehow he knew Cloud wouldn’t tell.
Leon remembered his first day at this school. He had spent a whole afternoon without a word to his new roommate that he had received in general room draw. Then the boy who had been watching Leon with some odd smile all afternoon said, “You seem like a private person, I bet you would like a single,” the brunette turned to look at the blond roommate and eyebrow raised, “on paper I’ll be your roommate, but I won’t actually live here if you can keep a secret,” Leon nodded, “I want to live off campus with my boyfriend my family wouldn’t approve of…”
Silence stretched between the two boys calm and comfortable. And this silence between Leon and Cloud, that surrounded them; seemed to be more comfortable then the silence that both tried to encompass a good portion of their life in.
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Sora lay back on his bed it was getting late, looking over at the unoccupied bed across from his he wondered if his roommate would ever come back. Three whole days and Roxas had stepped foot in this room once on the first day before Sora, and Axel; before everything or was it really nothing?
The click of the door sliding open made Sora jump with fright, blue eyes darting through the darkness to the door, “Roxas?”
“Sora, you’re still awake? I’m going to turn a lamp on,” replied the blond moving across the room, dropping a few bags, his Keyblades, and flicking on his desk lamp.
A hazy glow filled the room blue met blue, “Where have you been? You haven’t come here in three days.”
Sighing Roxas sat on his bed, “I was with Axel and Demyx. They helped me a lot, them and this old man who owns the weapons shop in town he said to call him Ojii-san. He helped Axel and Dem out when they first woke up on the street near the shop with no memory. He let them and then me as well stay in the apartment above the shop.”
“But what about clothes?”
“Ojii-san and Demyx bought me the basics as I talked to Axel,” chuckled the blond flopping back on his bed.
The brunette bit his lips and worried blue eyes scanned his roommate, “What about all that stuff about you and Axel being illegal?”
“That’s why I came back tonight actually. This guy came to the shop he doesn’t want his name getting around mind you. His boyfriend is six years older then him, which isn’t that big of a deal but they started dating when this guy was twelve and his boyfriend was eighteen so their relationship has been a secret for eight years. He was a friend of one of the members of the weapons club, and was asked to speak to me about keeping me and Ax as secret as possible and how it won’t make it any less romantic and all that shit.”
Sora could only nod, even if Roxas couldn’t see.
Author’s Note: So can you guys guess who Leon’s roommate is? And before you freak out about the twelve year old and the eighteen year old I have my reasons and they are important to the fic. Like Selphie and Yuffie (who at time I wish I could kill since they are so annoying) but they do pretty things for the amnesia boys.
[1]Magic: since it exists in this world why not make it a major.
Domestic Science: Is a legitimate major in Japan University (mostly for females) it is like to become the perfect house wife major.
I thought it would fit since in the game Kairi give Sora that Potion way at the beginning.
[2] Japanese Valentine’s Day: Feb. 14: On this day, women traditionally give chocolates to their special men, as well as to their male coworkers. Valentine's Day is not a national holiday.
White Day: March 14: On this Japanese twist on Valentine's Day, a man buys his special woman a treat.White Day is not a national holiday.
Anyway I hope you enjoyed it. Please review no matter what.
-Na
Warning: This fic contains at least SHOUNEN-AI (guys kissin’ and cuddlin’) and possibly YAOI (explicit sex scenes between guys). And implied pedophile, could also be seen with implied SHOUJO-AI (girls kissin’ and cuddlin’)
Pairings (in alphabetically order): Axel X Roxas, Leon X Cloud, Riku X Sora, Tidus X Wakka X Tidus
Author’s Note: The chapter title has two meanings ‘blood’ since Cloud and Leon fight in this chapter. And ‘blood’ as in a commonality factor.
Happy Reading!
-Na
Nagori no Omoi
Memory 3: Blood to Blood
The room was silent, the air filled with excitement as a dozen faces watched eagerly as the two men stood facing each other. Between the two was tension although it seemed easy or perhaps calm. Both fighters seemed to be taking the fight a bit more seriously then if it were a simple practice.
Stepping between the men the dirty blond surveyed the fighters with a cautious eye, at his back stood the cowboy- the instigator- of the fight between the silent pair. The supposed responsible one, a man who was meant to be in charge, spoke, “Slashing strikes only, but Leon you already know that. And stay away from the face, or else when someone asks how you got cut we will all reply with ‘You tripped and fell on you face’.”
“Cloud, the deal was that you would fight with the Buster Sword and since that has no place for materia then I am going to assume that it is the First Tsurugi,” said Irvine.
Blue eyes pierced the cowboy, “I know I said I would fight with the Buster Sword but the truth is that the Buster Sword that I was using belonged to someone else and I returned it to them. So it is quite simple for me to use the Complete First Tsurugi as if it were the Buster Sword.”
Off to the side a confused brunette turned to the nearest person and whispered, “Oi, what did he mean by ‘Complete First Tsurugi’?”
Green eyes settled on Sora, “Garden didn’t have a lot of information on the First Tsurugi, rumors really supposedly the man who created it was really idealistic and couldn’t even wield it. Since in a way it resembled the Buster Sword, and Cloud can wield the Buster Sword he was given the First Tsurugi. But no one knows except Cloud, like no one knows about the Gunblade: Revolver except Leon. And even it you don’t know it yet, no one but you and perhaps some long deceased relative know about your own Keyblade.”
Sora nodded and focused on what the cowboy was saying, “…love to see the First Tsurugi in battle.”
“Iie, you requested a Gunblade and Buster Sword fight and basically that is what you will receive. The First Tsurugi not Complete was meant for combat against more then one foe or obstacles like a rock slide while in battle,” replied Cloud brushing back a golden lock and drawing his sword.
The lazy stance of the brunette melted, the Gunblade lifted off of his shoulder slightly in a more ready position. But the two men between the fighters the guardian and the instigator still stood their ground, although neither spoke. Tension filled the room, as the four men in the center just stood there.
Axel grew angry and fast, the rage seemed to fester and instead of grabbing quickly for the first incendiary device handy but instead he picked up a stray Kali stick and whipped it at the two men in the center, “Go!”
Demyx and Irvine were out of the fighting circle within seconds, as all eyes watched with abated breath. Muscles tensed, feet shifted to better firmer stances. The room was deathly silent as the opponents sized each other up. No one moved breathing almost seemed- forbidden in the still atmosphere. And then there came a noise the sound of metal sliding across cloth, a soft click, the sound of air being sucked away- burned. A single grey eye and a single blue eye glanced at the furious redhead and then at his clenched fist, white knuckles wrapped around a metal object and its protruding flame.
Leon surged forward a downward strike that if it had landed would have cut the blond right shoulder to left hip. Cloud didn’t even bother to block but instead ended up backing away and making his own slash at the slightly exposed shoulder. Chuckling slightly Leon drove upwards nearly knocking the First Tsurugi from Cloud’s hands and jarring loose one of the Switch Blades.
The boys pulled apart, the blond almost invisibly brushing the smaller blade into place. Blue met Grey as the First Tsurugi flowed over blond locks being spun around Cloud’s head as he rushed the brunette, the blade coming down in a fine horizontal sweep.
A clash metal on metal, a sweep, strike, block- and the dance began again. At some point the boys were just a blur of vague colors and sounds of strikes and blocks. But then Selphie noticed a few drops of fresh crimson on the mat where the blurs had stood, “Blood!”
“Whose blood?” asked Riku from the opposite edge of the circle.
The usually hyper girl shook her head and yelled back, “Your guess is as good as mine.”
The onlooker’s efforts seemed doubled to see who of the two had first blood, or if the fight was so far gone that both boys were bleeding and exhausted, where first blood didn’t matter anymore.
Leon would strike the large halberd would parry, and in a show of great strength twist back to make his own strike. As the First Tsurugi swung over the blond’s head, the Gunblade came back in a swift slash to Cloud’s stomach. Before blade could penetrate skin the Complete First Tsurugi came straight down the tip of the blade embedded into the training mat.
The halberd now separated the two components there was a pause, the air filled with the heavy breathing of the two fighters. Grey eyes met blue over the hilt of the large sword as Leon was currently in a crouch.
Moving swiftly to the right as if to strike the ex-SOLIDER Gunblade outstretched. Cloud moved away from the threat his hand automatically going to the nearest Switch Blade and then he froze; he had said he would fight this as if he had the Buster Sword.
“That is enough,” called out Demyx, “we don’t want you killing each other.”
Leon immediately stood up and relaxed his stance stepping away from Cloud and his embedded weapon. Blue eyes nodded as he too relaxed and took up the great sword, or should he say swords.
“That was so cool,” exclaimed Yuffie, “Even the blitzball players couldn’t tear their eyes away”! There was a chorus of curse as three guys ran from the room, just now seeing that they were late for their blitzball practice.
Riku looked between the worn fighters noticing the minuscule cuts on both, “So who had first blood?”
“Cloud did,” replied Leon pointing to the gash on his stomach where his white t-shirt was cut and reddened.
“But I’m pretty sure the blood on the floor is mine, since Leon got me pretty good on my upper arm,” added the blond presenting his left upper arm with a cut a good ten centimeters long. The cut was still bleeding a slow but steady flow the streams of blood curled around his forearm and all met at a single point near the elbow. Depending on how Cloud held his arm the blood would either drip from the elbow or continue on its path to his wrist, and over his palm to drip from his fingers. The elder blond seemed unaffected by the blood.
There were a few collective gasps, the content fiery red head threw a first aid kit a Leon, “You bled him you bandage him, since it wouldn’t be the best to take him to a nurse unless he needs stitches.”
Leon nodded, knowing that Cloud couldn’t walk around dripping blood he placed his gun blade on the mat, and took the offered paper towels from Selphie. Ripping off a few sheets he handed them to Cloud before ripping off some more and as the blond tried to stop the blood flow, the Garden bred cleaned off his arm.
When several sheets of white were stained Crimson, and no longer the porcelain skin (when contrasted to black leather and blood). Grey orbs scanned the shallow cut, to see that it was just that a shallow cut that wouldn’t even leave a scar, but it was in the right place and with the constant moving of the sword fight it bled, and bled good. The cut was too long for a bandage so the brunette wrapped it carefully tying it off snug with a square knot.
Picking up the paper towels and swiping at the blood on the mat. Leon moved across the room throwing the trash in a small metal bin without a liner. Green eyes light up like the lighters in his hands, “See you all tomorrow.” Axel then moved quickly to the metal bin trailed by a grinning younger blond and a dirty blond who shook his head. The evidence of violence in the room had soon gone up in flames.
Grey eyes inspected his own wounds, he had got the one on his stomach and then there was one on his shoulder. And although the sword only put a small rip in his leather jacket his flimsy white t-shirt wasn’t so lucky neither was his skin. But he had already stopped bleeding and it really looked like he got in a fight with a cat.
Searching through his bag he sighed when he realized that he had forgotten a spare shirt just in case something like this happened. A smooth chuckle filled the room, Leon didn’t turn he knew it was Riku, “He got your shirt good Leon. Does anyone know a Magic/Domestic Science double major?”! [1]
“Actually my friend Kairi is going to be a Magic/Domestic Science double major,” replied Sora. At that Leon did turn around he could see the organization members at the door, Riku directly in front of him and the Newbie behind him being coddled by Selphie and Yuffie.
“That’s right,” exclaimed Selphie, “She is a great cook and had the best healing potions but she couldn’t bake a wink always jealous of Sora’s baking skills that she ruined her favorite shirt cutting apples. Her goal is clothes impervious to being accidentally cut and to blood. I bet with Leon and Cloud as models she’d be more then happy to try it in leather”!
“Tell the Sora baking story, the one that made Kairi jealous, it is so cute!” begged Yuffie.
The brunette grinned, “Sora wanted to cook his okaa-san dinner for her birthday since she had to work and he had no money to buy her anything. So he had Tidus’ okaa-san teach him to cook a simple meal and bake a cake. And it was the best cake ever Riku even helped him! But that’s not the best part, now you got to remember her birthday was March 13th so the next day all by himself he baked Tidus’ okaa-san a small cake for helping him, and one for Riku too! His imaginary friend was livid since it was White Day and ‘Riku is no ones woman’. So to make it up to him the next year on Valentine’s Day he baked Riku his favorite cookies!” [2]
The Garden bred didn’t really care for the story, nor the younger blushing brunette; what did catch his attention was the stiff form of his silver haired friend; the way the green eyes starred unwavering at Selphie the dilated pupils, or the way he had mouthed the word ‘cookies’ even before the hyper girl finished saying that last ‘Riku’.
Suddenly there was a blood red tank top in front of Leon’s gaze; blue eyes gazing at him intensely. But he clearly understood, Cloud was offering the shirt since he had destroyed the brunette’s t-shirt. Taking off his jacket and then the torn shirt, grey orbs never left the blue ones as he took the tank top and slipped it over his head. Neither fighter noticed that the room went silent, or Riku’s smirk.
Putting on his jacket and throwing the torn shirt at the redhead to burn at his leisure. Picking up his bag Leon looked at Cloud again, before walking to pick up his Gunblade and then to leave the room. He could he the footsteps close behind him and he knew that Cloud was following him. The last thing he heard from the room was Sora, “Did they just have a whole conversation, without saying anything?”
What had been communicated had been quite simple: the shirt was only to get Leon to his dorm room. So Cloud would follow Leon to his dorm room to get his shirt back. And so there they were blue eyes taking in the room that really had absolutely no personal affects on the walls and only plain white sheets, but the other half of the room meant for a roommate since there was the furniture but nothing else no belongings or bed sheets even.
“My roommate and I have this deal, we room together on paper and in the public eye while he lives off campus in an apartment with his boyfriend and I get a single,” Leon stated holding out the red shirt. Those were the first words spoken between the two and Leon didn’t know exactly why he said it. That had been a secret the only other person to ever come to this room had been Riku. But somehow he knew Cloud wouldn’t tell.
Leon remembered his first day at this school. He had spent a whole afternoon without a word to his new roommate that he had received in general room draw. Then the boy who had been watching Leon with some odd smile all afternoon said, “You seem like a private person, I bet you would like a single,” the brunette turned to look at the blond roommate and eyebrow raised, “on paper I’ll be your roommate, but I won’t actually live here if you can keep a secret,” Leon nodded, “I want to live off campus with my boyfriend my family wouldn’t approve of…”
Silence stretched between the two boys calm and comfortable. And this silence between Leon and Cloud, that surrounded them; seemed to be more comfortable then the silence that both tried to encompass a good portion of their life in.
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Sora lay back on his bed it was getting late, looking over at the unoccupied bed across from his he wondered if his roommate would ever come back. Three whole days and Roxas had stepped foot in this room once on the first day before Sora, and Axel; before everything or was it really nothing?
The click of the door sliding open made Sora jump with fright, blue eyes darting through the darkness to the door, “Roxas?”
“Sora, you’re still awake? I’m going to turn a lamp on,” replied the blond moving across the room, dropping a few bags, his Keyblades, and flicking on his desk lamp.
A hazy glow filled the room blue met blue, “Where have you been? You haven’t come here in three days.”
Sighing Roxas sat on his bed, “I was with Axel and Demyx. They helped me a lot, them and this old man who owns the weapons shop in town he said to call him Ojii-san. He helped Axel and Dem out when they first woke up on the street near the shop with no memory. He let them and then me as well stay in the apartment above the shop.”
“But what about clothes?”
“Ojii-san and Demyx bought me the basics as I talked to Axel,” chuckled the blond flopping back on his bed.
The brunette bit his lips and worried blue eyes scanned his roommate, “What about all that stuff about you and Axel being illegal?”
“That’s why I came back tonight actually. This guy came to the shop he doesn’t want his name getting around mind you. His boyfriend is six years older then him, which isn’t that big of a deal but they started dating when this guy was twelve and his boyfriend was eighteen so their relationship has been a secret for eight years. He was a friend of one of the members of the weapons club, and was asked to speak to me about keeping me and Ax as secret as possible and how it won’t make it any less romantic and all that shit.”
Sora could only nod, even if Roxas couldn’t see.
Author’s Note: So can you guys guess who Leon’s roommate is? And before you freak out about the twelve year old and the eighteen year old I have my reasons and they are important to the fic. Like Selphie and Yuffie (who at time I wish I could kill since they are so annoying) but they do pretty things for the amnesia boys.
[1]Magic: since it exists in this world why not make it a major.
Domestic Science: Is a legitimate major in Japan University (mostly for females) it is like to become the perfect house wife major.
I thought it would fit since in the game Kairi give Sora that Potion way at the beginning.
[2] Japanese Valentine’s Day: Feb. 14: On this day, women traditionally give chocolates to their special men, as well as to their male coworkers. Valentine's Day is not a national holiday.
White Day: March 14: On this Japanese twist on Valentine's Day, a man buys his special woman a treat.White Day is not a national holiday.
Anyway I hope you enjoyed it. Please review no matter what.
-Na