Love, for the three of them, is something that is forbidden. They were made only for the reunion, only shells of someone long gone. It is taboo, to steal this emotion that was meant only for the living and the sane.
Which makes it that much more desirable.
Which makes it that much more sinful.
Which makes it that much more painful.
And they can't help themselves.
Sometimes, when Yazoo and Kadaj share glances in their manic ways and smile their insane smiles and their lips meet, Loz feels something like hate, something like desire, something like anger, something like jealousy, because Loz knows that love is wrong for them, wrong in so many ways, because he wants the one he could never, ever have, one he barely even met.
He dreams of a man with blonde hair, mako eyes, and a sword that pierces his soul.
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Sorry if that doesn't make much sense, but it might explain why Loz is always called the crybaby. 147 words. Fifteen minutes. And a whole lot of love for Advent Children.