kh_drabble | My entry

Title: Stolen
Challenge: [48] Leon and the Puppies
Word Count: 367
Author Notes: Leon and Cloud's ages are about eight and six. It's quite cute, and a bit disjointed because I cut it down. Non-yaoi. For once.

"C'mon."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Why?"

". . ."

"Leon!"

". . ."

A young Cloud whined as the older boy held tightly onto his new dalmation puppy. The pup wagged it's tail vigerously
and barked playfully at his new master.

"What are you gonna call him?"

"Pongo."

Cloud raised a blond eyebrow at him. "Can I pet him?"

"No."

"WHY NOT!?"

". . ."

"Fine." Cloud walked from their shared bedroom and shut the door behind him.

Leon stroked the soft fur of the his new pet. "Never leave me, Pongo." he whispered to the small puppy.

That night, Pongo ran away. The pain Leon felt was unrivaled. All he wanted was a puppy, something to call his own.

/Fifteen years later . . . /

"C'mon."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"It'll be fun."

Leon sat firmly on the couch in the little house eyes directly at the T.V. Cloud grew impatient. He walked over to the coffee table and reached for the remote, turning off the T.V.

"Will you come now?"

The brunette rolled his eyes, getting to his feet and following the damn persistant swordsman. He soon found himself at the doors of a mansion with tall doors.

"What's here?" he asked Cloud, intrigued by the place.

"Just go in." he replied, and he opened the door, letting Leon go through first, then trailing behind him.

"What . . .?" Leon nearly fell over at the site. Puppies. Dalmation puppies, everywhere. But he had been around here before, how can he not have known of this place?

"Pongo never ran away, Leon. I took him and sent him away on a gummy ship because I was mad you wouldn't let me pet him. He ended up here, and met Perdita, and, well, had puppies."

Leon was at a loss for words, not uncommon for the gunblade master, but it was a sight to see when it happend, as his mouth fell open, and his eyes widend immensely.

"So you took Pongo?"

"Yeah."

"And he's here?"

"Yeah."

"Pongo!" Leon called through the white mansion. A large black at white head poked his head around the corner of the living room, and barked happily.

"C'mere boy!" Pongo happily obliged, and made a beeline for his old master, tackling him to the ground. The site was picture worthy, and it was something Cloud would never forget.