dislaimer: i do not own advent children or any of the characters or places. i do, however, own the dvd, but that's besides the point.

anywhoo...this is my third fanfic for advent children, and so i hope you like it as much as you probably hate the other two...they suck, admit it!

it's set three years after ac. not really focusing much on the characters at first, but it will involve the majority of them, including the ever popular shm's. unfortunately for all you sephy fans, the mighty general will not make an appearence in this fic, so please don't hate me!

will involve some implied cloud/tifa and onesided yuffie/vincent, as well as possible kadaj/oc later.

however, it is mainly yazoo/oc, because frankly, there aren't enough yazoo romance stories out there. review please!

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

To Kiss The Stars

Chapter One

She watched as the man's body slumped against the wall. He groaned in pain as his hands clutched his lower section. 'It was his fault anyway, trying to feel me up,' she thought. She stepped over his body, her stilletto-heeled, leather boots making a tap-tap sound on the pavement. This sure was a hell of a place to live. The slums, just outside of Midgar.

Ulena Takeo looked back at the older man, a smug look on her face. She had a reputation in this city for a reason. Her little sister Kiori barely believed she was human. To put it simply, the woman was a handful. Ulena could come across as sweet and innocent at times, but in reality, as well as in the bedroom, she was a loaded gun. The trigger was cocked and she was ready and waiting to blow you away. She brushed her mid-back length, black hair behind her, and, pulling her black trenchcoat closed, headed back towards the city.

She entered the geisha home silently and as quickly as she could. Was she a geisha? Hell no. She'd never sink so low as to sell herself like that, but the home was where she and her sister had been dumped when her parents died. Mainly because their uncle, Keiyo Takeo, owned the building.

"Good morning, Miss Takeo," a woman called out to her. Well, not a woman, but in fact, a girl of about fifteen. One of the geishas residing in the building. "Good morning, Maye. You know, you can just call me 'Lena," she answered, arms folded tightly across her chest as she rolled her perfectly almond shaped brown eyes. The girl gave a small smile as she bowed her head and walked towards the living quarters of the other girls, her brightly colored kimono brushing the floor behind her. "Honestly, why do I still live here?" Ulena asked herself. She smirked. "Oh yes, because I have simply been denied the pleasure of running my own life. I am seriously the only twenty-two-year-old to still live at home. If one could even call this pathetic waste of earth a home, that is," she mumbled to herself, walking to the second floor. This was where she, her uncle, and her oh-so-adorable little sister lived.

Upon entering her room, Ulena unzipped her coat and tossed it on a chair in the corner, leaving her clad in tight black trousers, tucked into her boots, that laced up the front of each leg, with a studded belt around her small waist, and a simple black tank-top, which also laced up the front. She approached her bed and fell into the soft black comforter and crimson red pillows. "What a night," she sighed.

She had only just closed her eyes when she heard a wonderful, beautiful sound call her name. "TAKEO ULENA!" it shouted. Right, that wonderful, beautiful sound...not so wonderful, and sure as hell not beautiful. Ulena groaned and lifted her head out of the pillows. "WHAT?" she yelled back to the voice. Her door was mercillessly slammed open to reveal her obviously very angry uncle. She sat up to look at him and had to choke back a laugh as she noted how rediculous his gace looked all twisted up like that. "Yes?" she asked sweetly, an innocent smile gracing her face and lighting it up.

"Don't give me that look, young lady. Where have you been? How dare you have stayed out all night? Have you any idea what could have happened to you? Have you any idea how much you've put me through? For the love of GOD, Ulena, I even had the police out looking for you!" Ulena couldn't hold it in anymore. Keiyo Takeo's eyes filled with fury as she erupted into fits of laughter. "And you find this amusing, WHY?" he snapped, hands on his hips and balled into tight fists. " You...you sound like...like my...mother!" she gasped out through laughter.

And with that, the angry and frustrated man stormed out of the room.

After a day of house chores and work at a local cafe, Ulena returned home around dusk. She heard a mixture of voices from the geisha hall, where the ladies would entertain. Rolling her eyes, Ulena walked upstairs to her room. After grabbing a quick shower, she changed into a simple pair of black pants and a gray wife-beater. She stood in front of the mirror by her dresser, pulling a cob through her silky black hair. The voices from below echoed into her room, and she found it difficult to resist the urge to go downstairs, though she normally would never even think of such a thing. Tonight, however, something seemed to call to her, so she quickly put on her combat boots, twisted her hair up, and put on a bit of eyeliner before heading downstairs.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Why was he here? That's all he wanted to know. Why was he in a room filled with prostitutes and drunken men looking for a good time? Because his brother dragged him here, that's why. So he figured he'd stay in a corner, away from the obcenities going on around him. Of course, he'd been approaced by a few different women who tried to drag him away, but he'd declined, shaking his head. No, he was perfectly fine in his corner, thank you.

Every so often he'd scan the room for his older brother, searching for that tuft of silvery hair that curled ever so slightly at the back. This was what he was doing now, looking for his brother. 'Where are you, Loz?' he asked silently. Unable to locate him this time, Yazoo decided to get away from the madness and headed outside.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

As Ulena reached the room, she quickly remembered why she hated being here. An older man, probably in his late thirties and was clearly drunk, staggered over to her and said something that she definately didn't ever want to hear again. She folded her arms tightly over her chest and rolled her eyes before heaving a sigh and storming outside. At least it was quiet out here. She stood on the covered wooden walkway and gazed at the bright moon, which now hung in the starry night sky. She heard a door close to her left and looked over to see who had decided to join her outside.

At first glance she'd thought it was a girl, but after looking closer, had noticed that indeed 'she' was a guy. 'And a pretty damn good looking one at that,' she thought. His silvery hair was just as long as hers, and hung over his shoulders. His jade green eyes shone in the moonlight. He was clad in a simple pair of jeans, a black shirt, and a leather jacket that reached his mid-thigh.

He stood with his back against the wall, head tilted back, and eyes looking up into the sky, a look of releif on his face.

"Too much fun for you?" she asked, leaning against the railing. Only then did he seem to notice her. "Tons," he replied after a moment. She studied him for a minute. He tilted his head to the side and gave her a questioning look. "What?" he asked.

Ulena looked away from him and back to the sky. "You look like you'd rather commit suicide a thousand times over before even considering coming near this place again," she replied easily. He looked at her, eyebrow raised, before turning his gaze back in front of him, "Pretty close."

She laughed a bit under her breath, and could feel his gaze on her again. "Something funny about that?" he asked emotionlessly. She shook her head. "Not really. I think I would, too. Of course, I kind of have to be here," she answered.

"So, you're one of them then?"

"Me? A geisha? Right, that'll happen one day close to never. I only live here because my uncle is the owner of this fine astablishment."

"Well, you seem old enough, why don't you just leave?"

"I wish it was that easy."

"Running your life, is he?"

"Yeah," she turned to him, a small smile on her face instead of the usual smirk," I'm Ulena. Ulena Takeo."

"Y-" he was interrupted by the door swinging open and a burly looking man staggering out. He had silver hair, like the other, and was trying hard to stand straight. The younger one gave Ulena an apologetic look, and helped the other steady himself. "I think I have to go now," was all he said before the two disappeared from sight.

'Well that was...interesting.'

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

chapter one is complete! yea, i just kind of wrote this off the top of my head, so i'm sorry if it bites the dust. did yazoo seem a little ooc? i tried to get his personality right in this one, but he doesn't have much of a part in the movie so how am i to know what he's really like? anyhoo, yes, loz is quite drunk at the end, which i thought of quickly so i could end the chapter, cuz i really can't think of anything to add to it right now. so, i hope you enjoyed it!

review please...my other stories have only gotten three each and it's really depressing.

reviews make me happy so i won't have to cry. don't make me cry again!

chao! X.X