DISCLAIMER- I do not own any of the following characters being used. Xeora, however, owns Tickles. You’ll see who that is. No stealing, please.

WARNING- Homosexuality.

RANT- This is a silly role play me and a friend (Xeora) did that I barely changed at all, I just edited a bit. It’s based off those old dating game shows where a bachelorette would choose one among three bachelors behind a curtain to go on a dream date with... except, it’s for gay men. Much simpler then today’s reality shows, neh?

Lastly, Xeora uses “Aeris”, but I prefer her original name, “Aerith”- which is also the version used in Kingdom hearts.

Enjoy

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"Are we ready yet?" Kairi snapped for the millionth time. Wakka was behind the large expensive film camera, fussing with wires and looking very distraught. "Wakka!"

"I'm trying!" He whined. "Its Yuffie's fault! She's the one who threw the ninja star in here!"

"Don't go blaming people for your mistakes!" Yuffie chirped as Namine helped her with her make-up. Aeris was there too, holding a clipboard and smiling broadly.

Namine was chuckling uncontrollably. "This is such a sneaky thing to do!"

"Yes, but we're getting good money on it." Reminded Aerith as the seats were being filled by dozens of girls.

"And if Wakka would hurry up with the camera." Kairi sighed.

"I got it!" Wakka said triumphantly. "Hurry, before Yuffie thrusts another object in here!"

"Ooohhh! Im on in five!" Yuiffie checked her hair. "Am I pweety?" she cooed at Namine and Aeris.

Namine nodded with a roll of her eyes, moving away to grab her cue cards. Aerith giggled, nodding as well. "Now, remember. Big smiles!"

"Awesome!" Yuffie got up, striking a pose. "The Great Ninja Yuffie is ready for her close up!"

"Just get over there, O' Great Ninja." Kairi giggled, rolling her eyes. And Yuffie complied, grabbing a mic from Aeris as she went.

Namine gave Kairi's cheek a kiss, then moved to stand in place. Aerith stood beside Wakka at the camera. "In 10... 9... 8... 7... 6..." She counted with her fingers for everyone after five- then pointed to Yuffie as the lights went off, leaving only the stage lit up.

"And welcome ladies and gentle-stuffs!" Yuffie gestured towards the audience. They were cheering loudly, holding stuffed animals and all wearing pajamas as though it were some strange sleepover. "To the very first ever Great Ninja Awesomesauceness of the Century Dating Game!"

Kairi slapped her forehead. "No, Yuffie! The Lover's Dating Game! Follow the cards!"

"Despite what the director says, I AM following the cards!" Yuffie winked.

Everyone cheered and laughed, bouncing in their seats and giving squeals. Some had Cloud plushies.

Kairi just sighed, waving a dismissive hand.

"And now, to meet our THREE bachelors!" Yuffie gestured towards the stage, where there were three stools. "The sexy RULER of the Universe (or so he claims), the One Winged Angel himself, SEPHIROTH!"

"I RULE YOU ALL!" Sephiroth said as he walked onto the stage, then gave a quick cough. "I mean, hi."

"Have a seat, ya crazy bastard!" Yuffie slapped his back. "And now for our next lovely bachelor, the Guardian of the weak, sexy battle scarred-- THE Zombie with the BOD-- Auron!"

Sephiroth moved toward his seat, having to smack a few hands away as they attempted to steal his clothes for selling on Ebay. Auron walked out, permanent sneer lacing his lips, and waved idly. He followed after Sephiroth without being told--giving Yuffie a dangerous look... which was actually his normal glance.

"And last, but not least, the ANTI-SOCIAL, the LONER BOY, THE LION THAT OWES ME FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND MONEY--"

"STOP SCREECHING INTO THE MIC!" Kairi threw her donut at Yuffie.

"Okay okay!" Yuffie pouted then smiled. "The ultimately sexy WILD cat himself, Squall Leonhart!"

Squall came walking onto the stage, 'accidentally' stomping on Yuffie's foot, muttering a "You sure know how to exaggerate 5 bucks," as he passed.

"Ow! Hey!" Yuffie jumped on one leg, whining.

"Oh, get ON with it!" Kairi threw another donut.

"Fine fine!" Yuffie put on her best smile. "Now that our lovely gentleman are all sitting on our stools, lets meet our lovely Bachelorette-erm... Bachelor... yeah." She coughed. "And remember people, the contestant CANNOT see our three handsome gentleman, so don't throw any hints at him! Here's the beautiful, blond, loving, my bestest friend--"

"I get it Yuffie." Cloud walked in, crossing his arms. He looked a little sour. "Why am I doing this again?"

"Embarrassing Christmas party photos!" Yuffie cooed. Cloud flinched.

The girls squealed as he came on stage, some throwing their panties at him.

Cloud twitched as a thing got caught in his hair.

"Go have a seat, Cloud." Yuffie pat his shoulder. "And just read these! Its simple stuff, and it'll help you choose your DREAM date!"

"Im trying to find-" Cloud began.

"Yeah yeah, the light to your darkness, blah blah.." Yuffie sat him down and Cloud scowled at her. "Just read them. Its easy." Yuffie pat his shoulder, handing him some cards.

The three bachelors sat at their own seats, getting comfortable. Each of them had a different chair. Sephiroth's was a throne, Squall's was a bird's nest chair so he could lounge, and Auron's was a bean bag chair... What? Can't tough guys like pink bean bag chairs?

"All right Cloud, now that we're all settled, why don't you tell us a bit about yourself?" Yuffie chirped. Cloud opened his mouth, but was cut off. "NO NEED TO WORRY. We composed a video for you to teach the audience EXACTLY who you are and who you are all about! ROLL FILM!"

There was a short film of random KHII and KHI footage, with Yuffie's TERRIBLE voice acting. "MY NAME IS CLOUD AND I LOVE LONG WALKS ON THE BEACH--"

"Oh god..." Cloud covered his face.

Sephiroth and Squall burst out laughing behind the curtain, Sephiroth louder then the brunet. Auron was coughing into his hands--trying to hide a snicker as they watched on.

"I hate you Yuffie." Cloud said flatly. "Sooo much..."

The film ended. And of course, the audience was practically eating it all up. "You're so sweet Cloud!" "We love you!" "Pick number two!" "Sign my breasts!"

"HAVE MORE PANTIES!" Came what was surely a transvestite, since 'her' voice was so deep, her body bulky, and a mustache was growing.

Everyone clapped as the movie ended, the bachelors forcing themselves to calm down. ... all but Sephiroth, who kept laughing.

Cloud almost threw up.

"Okay, moving on people!" Yuffie seemed quite pleased. "Now, for the QUESTIONS! Cloud, there are three sets of color coded cards for each round, as we discussed--"

"We never discussed--"

"--the first round being in red! There are three questions per round-- and of course feel free to ask any other questions you may have-"

"Can I shove that mic up your cu--"

"--all pertaining to the bachelors of course!" Yuffie chirped. "And now, lets begin!"

Sephiroth finally stopped laughing, sitting up straight... and looking down upon all the audience with a very threatening look, one so frightening that even grown men would quiver!

Many blew kisses in return, most giggled.

"You're first question Cloud!" Yuffie urged.

Cloud sighed in a defeated manner, giving in. For now. He looked at the first set of cards, "... and I can ask any bachelor?" he asked dully.

"Yep. Doesn't have to be in order." Yuffie nodded.

"All right then.." Cloud cleared his throat. "Bachelor number three, I enjoy-- What the fuck?!... I enjoy an icecream cone on a hot, hot day..." he grit his teeth. "If you were a flavor, what flavor would you be? As I would..." his eyes went wide. "I AM NOT SAYING THAT."

"SAY IT." Yuffie brandished photo negatives.

"..." Cloud winced. "As I'd love to lick you all up..."

"SQUEEE!" the audience screeched.

"I'd be the flavor of DOOM!" Sephiroth said, then laughed maniacally."I mean, vanilla."

"... okay..." Cloud had a blank expression. "... why Vanilla?"

"BECAUSE IT'S PLAIN AND NO ONE WOULD SUSPECT! I mean... 'cause it's creamilicious?"

"..." Cloud cleared his throat. "Moving on. Number two, same question..."

"...Cookie dough." Came the short, simple reply.

"Why cookie dough?" Cloud blinked.

"Because I like cookie dough. Why do I need a reason?"

"Good enough..." Cloud looked at the cards. "Uh... same for number one?"

"I'd be mocha swirl. Because I'm not allowed to have straight caffeine anymore..."

"Works for me..." Cloud sighed. He glanced at the cards, picking out the next question. "For bachelor number one: if we were to grow old together, would you take care of me or force my care to some hapless nurse because you cant... change.. my... old man... diapers..." He looked at the hostess with a glare. "YUFFIE!"

Yuffie whistled innocently.

"I'd probably have al-timers by then, so that's really something you need to ask yourself about me."

"Good point.." Cloud tore up that question. "Never mind about that. Here's a better one: --" he cleared his throat before speaking. "-- Marriage may come into question if our relationship lasts long enough, how do you feel about a family?" Cloud really didn't mind kids... it was a good question... WAIT A MINUTE. HE DIDN'T AGREE TO ANY OF THIS.

"I don't mind kids." Came Bachelor number one's reply. "I look at it like this; either I have none, or I have a lot."

Cloud blushed brightly. The crowd squealed with joy. "MPREG!"

"HELL NO." Cloud flicked them off.

Bachelor number 1 laughed.

"Um.. number two, same thing..." Cloud muttered, willing the heat in his cheeks to go away.

"I hate children." Auron said, picking his teeth with a dagger. Shouldn’t have eaten those raspberries... now I have seeds in my teeth.

"And number three?"

"I SHALL FEED ALL THE CHILDREN OF THE WORLD TO WILD BOARS! I mean, sure... kids... I won't enslave them."

"..." Cloud coughed. "Okay, Number three is nuts." Yuffie handed him another question card. "Hey, we just went through the last one!"

"You tore up and disregarded the second one." Yuffie chirped. "Christmas-"

"Ok ok!" Cloud huffed. "Bachelor number two... How big is your--" he choked. "YUFFIE!"

"And now the commercial break!" Yuffie announced. "A word from our sponsors and whatnot!”

Namine set the que cards down, running to Yuffie to adjust her make-up some. Aerith patted Cloud on the shoulder sympathetically. "You doing alright?" She asked in her usual sweet, motherly fashion.

"I want Yuffie to die." Cloud said simply.

Aerith just kept that smile. "So... who do you think you'll pick so far? They all seem nice..."

"Three is nuts, two is boring and one.. seems fairly normal." Cloud said with a nod. "... god, I hate Yuffie."

Aerith gave Cloud a supportive hug. "Just another two rounds to go... You're tough, you'll survive!" He gave his forehead a little kiss, which caused the fangirls to growl at her, then moved back to her station. "Fifteen seconds!"

Cloud just sighed.

Yuffie was back on stage, getting ready.

"Cue cards, Namine." Kairi reminded. "Starting count down."

Namine went back to her cards after a quick final touch, then lifted them up with a grin. "Ready!"

"10... 9... 8... 7... 6..." And the rest was counted with fingers.

"Aaannnd we're back!" Yuffie said brightly. The audience cheered. "We just finished round one, now we're going into round two! The PERSONAL QUESTIONS!" the crowd 'ooooh'd'. "These questions dig preeeetty deep, so beware the drama and angst! Tissues at the ready, ladies!"

Cloud rolled his eyes as the crowd had boxes of kleenex ready.

"The blue cards," Yuffie motioned to Cloud. "Start asking away!

Cloud picked up a card, "Bachelor number three... have you ever felt neglected as a child?"

"The details of my life are quite inconsequential..." Began Bachelor number 3. "Where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving genetics professor from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy... and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Lucrecia with webbed feet. My father would womanize and drink... He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament... My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons... In the spring, we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds... Pretty standard stuff, really."

"... what the hell?" Cloud muttered. Everyone was stunned into silence.

"What? Isn't that normal? IT’S NORMAL, DAMMIT!" Bachelor number 3 asked, getting a bunch of heads shaking 'no'. The other bachelors stared at him to.

"ANYWAY..." Cloud coughed. "Number two. What about you?"

"I never knew my parents." The crowd 'aww'-ed.

"I see..." Cloud said solemnly. "And.. number one?"

Bachelor number one shrugged. "I grew up in an orphanage with my cousin until she was kidnapped. I was six or seven. My mother died giving birth to me and my father had abandoned me in the orphanage. I found him about ten years later. Turns out he had saved my cousin before anything bad happened and just didn't come back for me for some reason... He never explained why not. Not a bad guy, though.”

"..." Cloud nodded. Though he didn't know if the others could see him. He put the card away. "Ok... uh.. next question..." he hoped it wasn't too heart breaking. "Personal peeves. I have many of them. Such as Yuffie or wondering why my ass looks too big in these leather pants--" he scowled at the hostess, who pointed to Kairi, mouthing "She did it!". "--... what annoys you, and why? Number two?"

“Punk teenagers. They think they know everything.”

"Short and simple, aren't we?" Cloud frowned.

Bachelor number two shrugged. “Would you rather it be long and dragged out like three’s?”

”I RULE YOU!” Bachelor number 3 yelled.

"Actually, I appreciate it. I don't want this to drag for too long. It entertains them." Cloud shuddered. "Number three, same thing."

“THE FACT THAT NO ONE IS BOWING TO MEEEE! I mean... I hate it when you get those little seeds caught in your teeth...”

“Oh, that to.” Came Bachelor number two’s voice.

“I mean, I love raspberries... but it’s annoying!”

"Berries. Gotcha." Cloud's eye twitched. "Number one?"

"Gee, what doesn’t piss me off...?” Bachelor number one began to contemplate. “I’d say, as of this moment, being forced onto this game show...”

"Common peeves, I like him already." Cloud nodded.

”And Yuffie. Yuffie really pisses me off.”

"Yes!" Cloud slammed a fist into his palm. "I want to STRANGLE her-"

“I’d love to shove her down some stairs-“

"And run her over with my motorcycle-"

“Or beat her in the head with my gunblade-“

"Take the Buster Sword and shove it right through her back-"

"Then stuff her full of poison ivy-“

"Then set her on fire while toasting marshmellows over her flaming carcuss..." they finished together- Cloud almost in a breathless swoon. The crowd 'awwwed'.

"AND THAT ENDS ROUND THREE." Yuffie said quickly, looking as pale as a ghost. "NOW A WORD FROM OUR SPONSORS WHILE I HIRE A BODY GUARD!" She sprinted for the doors to Kairi's office.

Aerith was laughing as she came up to Cloud, patting his shoulder. “I think someone has a match! Tee hee!”

"W-what?" Cloud frowned, his blush all but bright. "N-no! We just both hate Yuffie!"

Aerith giggled again. “Awww! Your love for fantasies of hurting Yuffie will bring you together!” She laughed again, making it obvious she was kidding. “Would you like something to drink real quick?”

"A soda, or something.. preferably coke.." Cloud ran a hand through his hair. "Round three is the last one right? How come there's no cards?" he only received a set of blue and red.

"You get to choose the questions this time.” Aerith said kindly.

"Good... 'cause if I read anymore of these stupid cards, I may just set Yuffie on fire early." Cloud scowled.

"Starting in one minute!" Kairi called. "Where's Yuffie?!"

"Right here!" Yuffie strut back in, looking more confident. A big, black man followed her. "This is Tickles. And he loves sandwiches."

"Damn straight." Tickles nodded.

"He'll be looking after me." Yuffie took her place on stage, Tickles looming behind her.

Aerith laughed again, handing Cloud a bottle of Coke Zero. “Have fun!” She called, moving back to her station.

"Thanks.." Cloud muttered bitterly, taking a swig. Wasnt so bad... though he preferred classic.

"Twenty seconds!" Kairi called. Yuffie was taking a deep breath.

The bachelors were being given drinks as well... Bachelor number one getting Cloud’s classic coke. Number two ice water and number three a Bloody Mary.

"Starting count at seventeen!" Kairi motioned to Aeris.

Yuffie adjusted her mic.

"Everyone, put your drinks aside for now!” Aerith called, waving her hands,. Everyone was back in position. “15...14...13...12...11... 10... 9... 8... 7... 6...”

"And we're back!" Yuffie called. "Well protected and raring to go! Its the final round before the choosing! The MISC QUESTIONS!" The crowd cheered. "Now, these don’t have color coded cards, these are questions Cloud asks the bachelors- from the top of his head! Lets get started!"

"Bachelor number three..." Cloud began flatly. "What is your mind's state of health?”

"What’s that supposed to mean?! KNEEL DOWN AND BEG FOR FORGIVENESS! I mean... Nah, I want begging.”

"I'll take that as... not so healthy." Cloud shook his head. "Bachelor number two, what are your thoughts on decent conversation?"

"I don’t mind having a conservation, I just see no point in attempting one unless it’s somewhat intelligent. Those questions were stupid, so no effort was needed.”

"Respectable. You're fourty aren't you?" Cloud said dully. "You sound like my grandpa.." The crowd gasped. ("Oh no you didn't!" "Jerry! Jerry!" "STFU n00b!")

“Thirty-six. And fuck you.” Came the polite response.

"No thanks. Your dick might shrivel and fall off." Cloud put a hand up. The crowd made a few more bewildered noise- many laughed.

"And finally... Bachelor number one..." Cloud started softly. "... what is your view on.. True Love?"

Auron snorted. Most might have been pissed, he found it amusing.

“True love...? Someone to complete you. That person that recognizes and loves your flaws, yet also helps make up for them while you do the same for that person. Kind of like yin and yang, or darkness and light. One can’t exist without the other.”

"Darkness and light.." Cloud nodded. He understood completely. There was a small smile on his face.

"AND THAT'S IT!" Yuffie cried with enthusiasm. "Next we move onto the judging! AFTER A WORD FROM OUR SPONSORS! Tickles, I want a sandwich!"

"Hell yea." Tickles went off to the staff buffet table.

Aerith walked up to Cloud again. “So, who do you think you’ll be picking...?” She already knew the answer and her tone told him so. The blond had made it rather obvious...

"You'll see my final decision once this damn thing starts up again." Cloud took another long swig of his coke. "... to be honest, I just wanna get the fuck out of here.."

“By yourself or with your date?”

"..." Cloud just blushed, taking another drink.

"Places everyone! Sixty seconds!" Kairi called. "Last segment! Ready credits! Wakka!"

"Ya?" Wakka looked at her.

"Have Tickles bring me a sandwich."

“Alright people, twelve seconds!” Called Aerith, clapping her hands as she moved back into position. “And no sandwich, Tickles! She can wait!”

"Mmmhhhmm..." Tickles was making the entire set a giant sub.

"And we're back!" Yuffie called happily, striking her awesome pose. "And Cloud has made his too awesome possum decision! Just WHO will it be?! Lets watch! Cloud, who have you decided to be your ultra SEXY dream date!"

Bachelor number one was laying across his chair, legs hanging over one edge as his head hanged over the other. He had his hands conjoined over his lap. Auron was leaning back and crossing his legs casually. Sephiroth was pushing a button on his chair’s arm that made flames come out on the tops of his chair’s posts.

"After... careful deliberation..." Cloud frowned in thought. "I came to a decision based on what I liked and what I didn't like... Bachelor Number three, you are very, VERY outspoken. And you seem confident as a dictator. However, I hate the fact that you're a crazy bastard. So no, to number three."

"Awww... how SAD!" Yuffie cried. "Well, come on out! And Cloud, see EXACTLY what you may be missing out on! SEPHIROTH!"

Sephiroth walked out behind the curtain, waving to the fangirls.. and getting smacked in the face with a thong.

"Wait a minute.. SEPHIROTH?!" Cloud stood up. "Didn't I KILL YOU?! Like... THREE times including the Meteor fiasco?!"

“...No?” Sephiroth attempted, smiling. “You killed the clones, silly head!”

"Oh, get out before I kill you a fourth time! Clone or no clone!" Cloud snapped. He sat down heavily.

Sephiroth shrugged. “See you after I dominate the world!” He said cheerfully, running out... a pair of wings popping out from his ass and one from behind his somehow used them to fly once he was out of the door.

"One down, two to go!" Yuffie chirped.

"Bachelor number two," Cloud began. "You're very reserved, know when to speak, knowledgable and intelligent. What I didn't like was that you remind me of an OLD MAN." He cleared his throat. "Bachelor number one, we seem to have a lot of things in common. Plenty of things we can talk about, such as killing Yuffie. Despite what people say, I like a good conversation. What I didn’t like... was... well, how creepy it is that we're so much like each other."

Both bachelors shrugged. Auron began to read Vogue, Leon was shining his gunblade.

"I have to say... sorry, number two... it just wont work out. Father-Son relationships are only hot to fangirls." Cloud said dully.

Yuffie laughed. HARD. "C-come on out.. n-number two! AHAHAHAHA!"

Auron gave a laugh as he stood up, coming from behind the curtain before he could be introduced. He walked over to Cloud and told him in a whisper: “And cocky blonds are only attractive to brooding brunets.” Then, he walked out.

"Aren't you a zombie?" Cloud blinked. But Auron was already gone.

"Well, two down!" Yuffie wiped tears of laughter from her eyes. "That means you've chosen your dream date! Now, before we reveal him, does Bachelor Number One have anything to say?"

“Tickles can’t be with you twenty-four hours a day... You don’t have the money for that kind of service.”

"Grrr... THAT'S NOT RELEVENT!" Yuffie screeched. Then coughed, regaining composure. "Besides, I can pay him with sandwiches. Right Tickles?!"

"Eat fresh, mmhmm..." Tickles was already eating a portion of the sub.

"Well, here he is," Yuffie pulled back the curtain herself. "Cloud Strife, your DREAM MAN, Squall Leonhart!”

Squall was still lounging on the nest chair, not looking up. He had stolen Auron’s Vogue, now flipping through the pages.

"Y-you.." Cloud was shocked none the less. "You were in the Hades tournaments! We partnered!"

Squall blinked, then looked up. “Yeah... Um, hi?” He didn’t feel awkward suddenly, oh noooooo...

"Well, what are you waiting for?!" Yuffie tried to push Cloud towards him. "Go! Get horny!"

"You... I kicked your ass in the eleventh round." Cloud remembered suddenly. Yuffie couldn't budge him from his spot.

“And I made up for it the round after that...” Squall replied, tossing the magazine aside. “What’s your point?”

"My point is..." Cloud began, now marching over to Squall. Yuffie fell over ("Ow!"). He took the brunet by the collar and made him sit straight up. "Why haven't I done this sooner...?" He smashed their lips together. The crowd broke into loud cheers.

Squall was just a tad bit surprised by that, helpless in his little nest chair. He didn’t seem to mind though, moving his gloved hand into Cloud’s hair and kissing back as his eyes closed.

"ITS LOVE!" Yuffie sang, getting up. "Let's CELEBRATE! SANDWICHES!"

"Way ahead o' you." Tickles was serving everyone a sandwich.

Squall pulled Cloud into his chair, still kissing him firmly. He kept one hand in the blond’s hair as the other rubbed his back.

Cloud moaned happily, clutching at Leon's tight shirt. Their bodies seemed to fit perfectly with one another. He pulled back for air, "God, your muscles are bigger than mine..."

“You just figured that out...?” Squall asked, panting. “I figured the short sleeves would have told you that...”

"I just assumed we had the same body type..." Cloud shrugged. "Guess I was wrong..." He kissed Leon's neck with featherlight touches.

Squall tilted his neck for Cloud, still rubbing his back. He had forgotten they were being watched... by fangirls and the media... until a stampede began to arise from the audience, making him go wide-eyed. “Oh boy..."

"Oh... I was getting comfortable.." Cloud frowned. "... lets get out of here and... find someplace.. private?"

"You sure you're ready, oh great 'Lone Wolf'?" Squall asked with a quirk of his brow.

"I can take you on any day." Cloud began, then whispered. "Even tangled in the sheets..."

Squall smirked. "I like that idea... Now get up so we can run away before the fangirls maul us."

"Yeah.." Cloud nodded, getting up quickly. He took Squall's hand, running straight for the exit. There was a huge smile on his face.

Squall allowed himself to be jerked up from his seat, following quickly after Cloud. Aerith was chuckling at them as they left. "Oh, yes... Yuffie, you are sneaky sneaky. But how did you know Cloud would choose Squall? He could have just as easily chosen Auron."

"Because just as that old Zombie said," Yuffie dusted off her shorts, smiling brightly. "Brunets have a thing for cocky blonds. And I know Squall will love swallowing as much of Cloud's blond cockiness as he can."

Aerith rolled her eyes. "I meant how did you know he'd pick Squall? Not 'How did you know he'd like him'? We all knew Squall was perfect for Cloud, but Cloud didn't."

"Because the feeling is mutual." Yuffie said. "... they both want me dead. TICKLES! GIMME A SAMMICH" and she was distracted.

Aerith laughed again, deciding to chalk it up to fate. Namine walked up to her. "One coupling down, just a few more to go!" She said with a laugh. "Next up; Riku and Sora!

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This is chapter one. Me and Xeora actually did more then one, heh! :3 By the time we’re done, we should have six chapters. Which means, yes, six separate couplings.

Please read and review. It’s so annoying when you know tons of people are reading, but none are leaving a message!

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