Warning: The later chapters will contain yaoi, and maybe lemons. Deal with it.

Disclaimer: I don't own FF7 or anything related to it, though I wish I did.

Kadaj shook his head, sighing in disappointment. Yazoo and Loz had fought again, and once again Loz was the loser of the argument. It wasn't his fault that he wasn't given much other then sheer muscle power. Now the large man was curled over the back of a chair, sobbing his eyes out. The sound of his crying was starting to wear on his nerves, so Kadaj walked around to Loz's front.

"What's wrong this time, brother?" Kadaj asked, trying to be nice but finding he could only talk through his teeth. Loz only stopped crying because someone had talked to him. His eyes were slightly red and puffy from crying so much, and he sniffed, barely looking at his brother.

"It's… I just like playing, and Yazoo is always so mean about it." Loz sniffed again, wiping his nose, frowning at his brother. He was too simple to understand that Yazoo didn't hate him, he was just smarter, and took advantage of it.

Kadaj sighed in frustration. There was no way his brother, no matter which one it was, could be this simple.

"Loz, please stop crying," He sounded rougher then he wanted to, then corrected his tone, "I'm sorry that Yazoo is mean to you sometimes. He has more brains then tact at times, and so it's not that he hates you, he just thinks he's smarter then you."

"Which is right, because the two of you are always right." Loz complained, pouting and putting his head down again. Kadaj, his temper shortening, walked around to Loz's back, then grabbed his hair, pulling his head back, making Loz cry out in surprise, pain, and concern.

"Stop acting like a child, Loz! Not even Cloud cried this much, and he's had more then just mother die!" Kadaj pulled on Loz's hair again, accentuating his points. Loz began to grip the chair tightly, gritting his teeth and bearing the pain.

"No… fair! Let go!" Loz struggled a little, fighting his brother's grip as best he could in his compromised position.

"I'm not going to let go until agree not to cry and complain anymore. Are you going to stop whining now?" Kadaj smiled. Something about his brother in pain was satisfying, in a way he couldn't have predicted. Having his brother squirm under his hand was attractive in a way that Kadaj couldn't quite identify.

"I…I… okay." Loz sighed, closing his eyes and calming down, "I'll stop whining, if you want, brother. I'm sorry, I didn't know I was being a nuisance."

"Thank you, Loz." Kadaj released his brother's hair, smiling. Loz crouched over the end of the chair again, thinking as hard as he could about his brother's words. He scratched his head, his scalp itching from the abuse. As he thought, he didn't notice that Kadaj was still standing behind him, looking at him with a strange, confused and admiring look in his eyes.

Kadaj left his brother, needing to clear his own thoughts. He walked to his room, the small damaged building having only a few left. Shutting the door behind him, he sad on his bed, running a hand through his hair now and then. His feelings for Loz were starting to disturb his usual calm. The feeling of his brother's hair in his hands, the sound of Loz crying out in surprise, how close their bodies had gotten… all these were making him feel things he wasn't used to.

"I wish Mother were here to tell me what this is. Or big brother, perhaps." Kadaj laid down on his bed, trying unsuccessfully to clear his mind of the thoughts of his brother.

He heard Loz's footsteps as his brother returned to his own room. Their rooms were closer, and Yazoo's was farther down the hall, being the only rooms that had survived the Genova incident. He shivered, feeling unnaturally aware of his brother's presence. Yazoo had the farther room because he and Loz couldn't get along. Kadaj was beginning to wish that he could trade with Yazoo, at least until he got his feeling in check.

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