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Nagori no Omoi	By : draechaeli Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2855 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 11
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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, Seifer
X Zell (implied), Tidus X Wakka
X Tidus, Zexion X Demyx (implied)

Author�s Note:
For the sake of this fic�s timeline Dissidia FF is
the last time prior to the NnO universe that Cloud
faced Sephiroth.
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Happy
Reading!
-Na
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Nagori no
Omoi

Memory 11: Words of Relief

Leon ran a tired hand through his sleep mussed hair, as the
brunet sat up in his bed. It was early in the morning, Weapons Club wasn�t for
a few more hours, but Leon enjoyed being able to fully wake up and get
breakfast. But at that moment he was content to stare at the stain on the floor
that was right by his foot. The stain, which he discovered when he moved into
the dorm room, the stain he still couldn�t get rid of. Although the stain
bothered him it was not the subject of his pensive thoughts, rather the club
was.

The people in the club were doing well; most of the people
who were new had improved some, especially Sora. But
as was the main focus of the club most of the members were bred fighters and it
still shocked him when someone skipped without valid reason, for the club was
really a release a place with a sense of belonging.

Leon was about to get up and get ready for the day when
there was a frantic knock on the door. Getting up and throwing on a t-shirt Leon
moved towards the door, the brunet opened the door slowly honestly not knowing
who would be calling this early and at the same time knowing that it was
probably Yuffie and Selphie
coming to annoy him.

When the door opened grey eyes peered into blue. Those blue
eyes said more to Leon then they would to anyone else. To the casual person
those blue eyes were aloft and unfeeling. The Gunbladist
saw the lack of sleep, the pain, and the fear, but at the forefront there was a
new knowledge, one that would soon be shared.

Opening the door wider the brunet allowed his guest to
enter, as the blond walked by him he took in the rest of the stiff form. He was
used to the stiffness, the blond rarely relaxed, but this was a new stiffness.
The blond was stiff, in a way that guarded him more than usual, and he could
see the slight almost non-perceptible shake in the blond�s
hands. �He was not wearing a shirt which
was interesting but instead an oddly familiar ratty red cloak. Leon turned and
sat on his own bed, he gave the blond a silent invitation to take a seat
somewhere in the room. He did not take the invitation.

The blond blue eyed boy just stood there in front of the
brunet in a tense silence. There communication could not continue as such, and
both knew it. Words would have to be a part of this scene, and soon.� The blond took a deep steadying breath, �I
remember,� grey eyes widened a fraction, and the brunet nodded once in a sign
for the blond to continue, �everything, everyone... Sora, Riku...
you.�

Blue eyes looked up and held the grey ones, in a stiff
telling moment. And then the blond turned and began to leave. The words uttered
had shocked the Gunbladist, but the look, the gaze,
the feel of those blue eyes peering into his own grey orbs made the words from
his head. Those eyes showed a fear, weariness�Cloud was planning on leaving the
university. Something did not make him remember, someone did. And now, Cloud
was leaving to fight whoever it is, elsewhere.

Leon stood from his bed, not really thinking and quickly
crossed the room so that he could stop Cloud. Reaching out with a hand the
brunet whispered, �Cloud,� as he touched the blond�s
left should in an attempt to stop him.

Cloud chocked on a scream, his knees immediately buckled and
the blond pitched forward in the middle of Leon�s room. Many things happened at
once; Cloud fell in agony, Leon took a step back from the blond, the red cloak
fluttered over Cloud�s head, one leathery wing spread itself, and Leon
remembered.

The brunet stood there in shock as everything came back to
him. Then with a cautious hand he slowly removed the crimson cloak from around
the blond�s neck. Grey eyes took in the sight of the
male on the floor; every muscle seemed to shake in pain. From the left shoulder
protruded the leathery wing just as Leon remembered it.� The skin at the base of the joint was new and
pink. Leon could see the white scars from the previous time that the wing had
shot from Cloud�s back the majority of the old scar was covered by the new one.

The ex-SeeD moved around the prone
body, and sat down on the floor in front of the blond, �I remember,� the boys
were silent for a pregnant moment, �So Sephiroth has
returned... again?� Cloud�s head whipped up and the blond winced as fearful
blue eyes took in the face of Leon, �I see,� whispered the brunet, �then what
makes you think he is?�
�Masamune,� came
the weak and trembling voice of the ex-Solider.

There was a long pause as grey eyes just watched the figure
in front of him, �Well, you right that no one in the club wields and almost two
and a half meter sword.�

Nothing was said, nothing needed to be said. The moment that
Leon met�re-met the blond they had this silent connection, a likeness that they
shared where words were never needed. Neither wanted to talk, neither needed to
talk to the other it was that simple. The Gunbladist
could almost remember every one of their conversations, most of which were
quick joking banter as they fought each other or a common enemy. A small smile
flickered across the brunet�s face and disappeared quickly.

Slowly the tremors in Cloud�s body slowed and eventually
came to a halt. Blue eyes looked up into grey and asked a silent question. When
the leader of the weapon�s club nodded, the blond slowly got to his feet and
moved to the unoccupied bed in the room. Gingerly Cloud laid face down of the
mattress.

Leon stood up, �I should get to Weapons Club,� silently
implying that Cloud could stay where he was.

The blond shifted as if to get up, �I should be leaving.�

�He is not coming back,� replied Leon. The two stayed where
they were, neither made a move to get up and go anywhere. Those words were
precarious and the brunet knew it; Leon knew how many times Sephiroth
had returned, He also knew that the words were more of a hope then the truth.

�They stayed in the
silence for a very long moment, �He always comes back.�

Weapon�s club had started; neither had noticed the passing
of the time. Leon sighed and moved closer to the prone blond, �What was it like
the last time he came back?�

�There was a lot of taunting, we fought, the usual,� replied
cloud in a soft voice, his wing trembled a bit.

They fell silent, they thought. Leon had heard the Sephiroth story before on some rainy night in Hallow
Bastian, he believed it was in Hallow Bastian at least his memories still had
an odd fuzz about them�names of people and places still caught on his tongue.
He thought about the spectator. There was Sephiroth
he was good�well not evil like Seifer. Then there was
the curiosity, the insanity, the fire. Cloud always refused to talk about the
time surrounding the fire. No one except Cloud and Sephiroth
knew the exact advents, the blond just called that time the fire. And then
there was Jenova and all of her meddling. And then
there was Kingdom Hearts�What exactly was Kingdom
Hearts?

�What exactly was Kingdom Hearts?� asked Leon a little above
a whisper.

�I�ve thought about it a lot, ever since the moment I saw my
dead friend Aerith,
ripped from the lifestream, standing before me.�

�There was a lot of people there, that were like that, dead
or nobody or some people who should have been there were not. There is no
reason or pattern to who and where...� Leon trailed
off, there had been promises he had made to Rinoa he
was unable to keep in that Kingdom hearts time, and then there was Riku��Who is Riku?�

�He is the one in love with Sora...
the champion,� Cloud answered without a thought and then when he finally realised what he had said he shook his head in amusement, Sora being a champion was really an amusing thought.

�I never knew Riku, before...�
Leon whispered and the two began to think of their most recent memories. They
were both trying to figure everything out, why they had ever been transported
to kingdom hearts. And they knew deep underneath it all Sora
was the key. An eighteen-year-old that appeared to be no older then fifteen
stuck amongst the puberty years, a child, �a place where the hopes and fears of
children thrive, why else would the king be a mouse?�

�It was our own Hell... Kingdom Hearts the place for your
heart,� answered Cloud.

�I don�t understand your meaning.�

�The Geostigma was a slow process
I was already infected when I went to Kingdom Hearts, my mind and heart was
only filled with the whispers of Sephiroth, Aerith, and Zack. All I wanted to do was get away.�

The brunet thought a moment and then nodded, �Life after the
Sorceress Wars was mundane, I was Rinoa�s knight but
I didn�t want to be. And then I wasn�t, I was in the Kingdom.�

There was a pregnant pause, and suddenly Cloud chuckled, �If
your children�s hearts theory is true, then Sora is
the perfect hero, he is never going to get older.�

Both boys chuckled slightly and slowly fell silent thinking about
their time away from this reality. The slight tremor in Cloud�s wing kept
distracting Leon from his thoughts and drawing his attention to the fluttering
appendage and back to thoughts of Sephiroth. The ex-SeeD also remembered how much that wing would always bother
the blond, and in the post what Leon had done to help. Slowly and attentively
Leon reached out towards the left shoulder of the blond and began to massage
the taught and bruised muscles by the irregular joint. Cloud inhaled sharply at
the first touch and then relaxed, enjoying the feel of the hands on his back
and the whispered words in his ear, �...He isn�t going to return there is no Jenova, we are not in a world where your fears become real
anymore.�

�I hear him, in my head,� Cloud admitted with a slight flush.

�Leftovers from Geostigma, when
you were cured there was still the antibodies in your system, it is a little
taste of the disease. You�ll hear him; you�ll see things that are not there...�
�Masamune,� whispered Cloud in reply, �but he isn�t coming
back.�

�If he does then there is no difference from any other time
you have seen him, you�ll kill him.�

Cloud nodded slowly, �But he isn�t coming back.�

�Iie, he isn�t. Stay the night,
like before, when we were there,� Leon slowly stopped his ministrations on
Cloud�s back and he lay down next to the blond. The ex-SOLIDER�s silent answer
was to shift so that his head rested on Leon�s shoulder.

Author�s
Note: This chapter almost got away on me. I went into to it thinking: they will
remember, there will be a massage, they will kiss or some such and it is all
done! Either way I am happy with this chapter I hope it isn�t too OOC I do not
think so but who knows. I hope you enjoyed it. Please review no matter what.

-Na
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