Yayyy! My second story! This is a Yazooxoc romance fic. I really love Yazoo from Advent Children, along with Kadaj, but Yazoo seems the grumpy type and that'd be interesting to write about. This is a major AU. It takes place after the movie, but they are all still alive (obviously). I hope you enjoy the first chapter!
Chapter One
Loud music blared from the speakers, the base turned up high as the screaming people who sang fell on deaf ears. Blue and white lights flashed continuously, the only light in the pitch black room, crowded with dancing peoples. Metal cages hung from the wall, filled with exotic dancers who flashed between the bright lights. Hands rose to the air, jumping up and down with the beat, grinding their hips to one another as the scent of sex, pot, and alcohol filled the air.
And yet there he sat, alone, watching the defects of humanity portray themselves in this occupied room as he sipped on his vodka. His silver side bangs fell over his scowling turquoise eyes, scanning the room vigorously. The man wore a long leather black tunic, a zipper going all the way up to his neck down the middle of it, but parted at the legs to create more movement. Black metal shoulder pads covered his top with black buckles crossing in the front and back to keep them into place. Knee length leather boots covered his black leather pants, buckles covering the strings to keep them from falling off.
Confused glances were cast his way at his battle armor. The man scared them off with his scowls and if that didn't work he'd growl. Yet, a woman danced next to him, giving him winks here and there while sliding her hands all over her body as she flicked her tongue at him. He looked away, his face set in a disgusted look. He focused his eyes on the entrance, desperately trying to pretend he didn't notice the slut nearby. God damn it! Where is he…?
Finally his eyes came upon another silver haired man wearing the same uniform, yet instead of being modest his zipper was down to expose his nicely built chest and his hair was cut short and spiked. The other chuckled softly as he walked toward the scowling one who kept trying to shield his eyes from the sleazy woman near him with his long hair.
"You're late," he began as the other sat down.
The other smirked as he crossed his arms. "I'm always late."
"Unfortunately…" His hands rubbed his temples slowly while his eyes closed. "What's the report?"
"Not one for chit chat, Yazoo?"
Yazoo opened his eyes to slits. "Not when we have a mission to complete, Loz. By the way, I heard you failed your part."
Loz looked away angrily. "It wasn't my fault!"
Yazoo sighed as he rolled his eyes. "It's never your fault, is it Loz?"
Loz quickly stood, his hands balled into fists, ready for attack. "It's not my fault that I can't be as perfect as you, Yazoo! Maybe if I didn't have a sex life like you, I could be just as good!"
Yazoo drew out his gun blade, Velvet Nightmare, from his belt while Loz drew his Dual Hound. Those around them didn't take any notice (most of them were too intoxicated). Loz sneered as he stared at his brother, who scowled in response.
"I always wondered if you were gay," started Loz. "Such long hair… you always looked so feminine. I was surprised that I didn't find any make up in your room when I raided it!"
Yazoo fired, the bullet just grazing the side of Loz's cheek and going into the far wall opposite them. Loz's eyes widened as Yazoo smirked, sitting down gracefully. "Let's not fight, Brother. You bring news from little brother, right? Please, do tell…"
Loz put away his weapon as he muttered, "You're surprisingly happy all of a sudden."
Yazoo downed the rest of his drink and sneered. "What were you doing in my room?"
"So, isn't this a nice club? I see a couple girls behind you! They're eyeing you! Maybe you should go up and dance with them! Oh! Kadaj misses you so much! He sends his blessings-"
"That's enough," Yazoo said casually as he held up his hand. "What does Kadaj ask of me? You're supposed to give me the next part of the mission. That is why you called me here, right?"
Loz frowned. "I'm afraid we're stuck on the same part. Like you said before… I failed."
Yazoo leaned forward, his smirk gone and his eyes slits. "What are you saying?"
"Kadaj wants you to take her out. He refuses to give up… says that we can't move on until we have her blood- something or the other like that."
"So he wants me to finish what was supposed to be your mission?"
Loz nodded sullenly. "Yeah. You know… you can always get the directions right from Kadaj. I'm sure-"
"No," Yazoo interrupted, his eyes downcast.
Loz leaned forward, his expression was surprisingly warm and filled with concern for his brother, who appeared to be in some spiritual pain. "And why not, little brother? What ever it is, you can tell me…"
Yazoo's eyes met his, the sadness in them was unbearable. "No… you know the reason… why I can't return…"
Loz nodded, knowingly. "The target is Riku Kaori, oldest daughter of Lord Kyonkichi Kaori," he said as he drew out a picture of the girl from under his coat. Yazoo turned toward the image, his eyes skimming over her long raven hair and her violet eyes. She was carrying a bow and arrow, wearing a black kimono, her cheeks red. "She's seventeen years and is a black belt in most martial arts. They know of the assassin so it'll be tricky, but knowing you, you'll have no qualms accomplishing it and leaving no traces." Loz took out a blue print of the building and unrolled it onto the table, allowing Yazoo to do what he does best.
Yazoo nodded. Loz smirked as he watched his brother mumble to himself, using his fingers to count whatever he was trying to configure. Yazoo stroked his chin abstractly, his eyebrows leaning forward in obvious displeasure. "Are there any security cameras?"
"Several. You won't be able to just enter the place without being noticed, if that's what you're planning."
"What about security guards?"
"They surround the entire premises. Most of the time they roam the hallways. Too many for you to take out, that's for sure."
Yazoo leaned forward, examining the map. Dining room… located by the kitchen and the library… secret passage behind left bookcase leads up to the father's room… bedroom on fourth floor next to dojo… secret staircase leads to basement… exit out of hidden door… "Are the secret entrances locked from the inside?"
"Every single one of them!" Loz crossed his arms, becoming amused with his brother's apparent frustration.
"Are there any apartments across from her room?"
Loz chuckled. "It's in the country." Yazoo scowled and Loz began to laugh once again. "Now you can see why I had issues with completing the assignment!"
"No, all I can see is your laziness," muttered Yazoo as his leather gloved fingers skimmed over the blue print. He smirked when his hands found her bedroom. "I'm sure she has bodyguards, right Loz?"
Loz thought to himself, rubbing his chin absent mindedly as he leaned back in his chair. He shook his head as he answered, "No, I don't think she does. At least not right now. After my previous attack, they just might get one, though." Loz turned to Yazoo, who had an evil, psychotic look in his eye. "You're thinking about that, aren't you? Why do you like one-on-one combat so much? You're just as crazy as little brother!"
"No," Yazoo said softly, "it's not that. They WILL need a bodyguard. If they have any sense in them, they'll understand that she'll have no match for you or me. And they'll hire Cloud."
Loz groaned. "You're still mad about that! It was like two years ago! You seriously need to get a life…"
Yazoo smirked. "This time I will defeat him though, and the mission will be complete. We'll finally have our reunion…"
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