Inept Desires Chapter 1: Awaken, a final fantasy vii fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Final Fantasy VII characters.

Summary: Yazoo is still breathing after the explosion on top of the Shinra headquarters. The AVALANCHE decides to take him in and Cloud ends up getting stuck taking care of him. Yazoo is having some mind problems. Who could be causing them?

A/N: I had to do a Yazoo story since I realized that his calm exterior was too much like Sephiroth's. Anyway, I'm going to repeat myself to say I hope you enjoy this story and please review.

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Inept Desires:

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Chapter One: Awaken:

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"Arise, little one".

Huh…?

"They are staring at you. Get up".

W-who are you…?

He heard laughter ring in his ears.

"You'll find out soon…".

"Hey, Cloud, do you think he's alive or dead?".

His bright emerald eyes snapped open at the sound of the voice. In his vision, he saw three pairs of eyes staring at his lying form. A strand of silver hair was also in his vision so he scooped it behind his ear. He remained unmoving because of the closeness of the people who were staring at him.

One was a girl with short black hair contrasting to the girl with long black hair. The other person who was staring him down up close was a blonde middle-aged man with blue eyes.

"He's awake!", the girl with short black hair cried.

"Yuffie, you guys might want to get away. He can't be trusted".

He groaned as he shifted his gaze to the right. His eyes landed on a younger blonde with spiky hair and blue eyes. He was staring right at him with his brows knitted together in anger.

"Oh, come on, Cloud. I can take on a little clone!", the girl with short black hair whined as she stomped her foot down.

"Ah, just listen to him. Hell, he's had to face all three of them at once", the older blonde said as he started to back away.

"He doesn't look wounded but maybe that's just his face that's unscarred", the girl with long black hair muttered as she leaned in even closer.

"I say we just throw him off the ship! Who's with me?", a guy with braids in his head said.

"It wouldn't be smart since he did survive that materia explosion. Who says he wouldn't survive a 300 meter fall?", a guy with long black hair and crimson eyes said.

"Well, we can't just keep him here!", a small cat on top of a lion-like creature cried frantically.

"And we can't just rid ourselves of him too", the lion-like creature said.

He was about tired of all of the people talking about him while he was awake so he raised himself up on his elbows. His eyes were giving brief glances to everyone in the room warily.

"Excuse me, Yazoo?", the girl with long black hair said, grabbing his attention.

"How do you know my name?", he asked.

"We know both you and your brothers since you tried to destroy the world by bringing Sephiroth back", the girl answered. "The name is Tifa and I just want to know do you remember anything".

"I do remember trying to kill him", he cut his eyes at the spiky-haired blonde, "but everything else is kind of fuzzy…".

"You remember your brothers, right?", Tifa asked.

"But of course…", he answered as he turned his crazed gaze back to her. "How could you ever forget about family?".

His bright emerald eyes turned back to glance at the younger blonde who was frowning with every glance the silver-haired youth was giving him. He summoned enough trust to approach him to talk.

He pulled out his buster sword and pointed it at him to talk though. The younger male just sat there unmoving even when the sword was millimeters from his face.

"Tell me exactly what you remember!", the blonde hissed.

Tifa gasped and pushed the sword away from Yazoo's face, "Cloud, stop that! He's unarmed!".

"That doesn't mean he won't attack. He's just like Sephiroth…he always attacks you when you don't think he will", the blonde sneered, summoning the urge to spit of the green-eyed boy.

"You see? He's not entirely too happy when you shot in the back", Tifa reassured the unworried boy.

"I don't know of any Sephiroth", the silver-haired boy said.

"What?", everyone in the ship gasped.

"Maybe that explosion took a number on you", the girl with short black hair said.

Yazoo opened his mouth to speak but he felt a great wave of pain enter his skull. He gripped the sides of his head to try to soothe the pain. It didn't work and he bit his lip as he stared at the people in the ship.

"If you contribute anything else to this particular conversation, you'll die…".

"Never mind…I won't hurt anyone anymore. I don't have a desire to. Without my brothers, I don't have any real plans…", the silver-haired boy muttered as he stared at the floor.

"Let's help you up", Tifa offered as she called Yuffie over.

The girls helped him stand to his feet. He didn't stand long. He tripped and fell face-first into Cloud's chest. The blonde sighed in frustration as he grabbed the boy by his shoulders and stood him up again.

"He should be watched", the black-haired guy suggested.

"You mean like…having him stay over someone's house until he can be trusted?", Yuffie asked.

"Yeah, that would be great if someone was dumb as hell enough to keep him", the older blonde said.

"I'm not keeping him", the guy with braids said.

"No, someone strong would have to keep him…just in case this punk becomes Sephiroth", the older blonde said.

"Hey! What are you trying to say, Cid?", the guy with the gun attached to his arm yelled.

"I'm saying we should let Cloud keep him, Barret!", the older blonde shouted back.

Yazoo turned his gaze back onto the black-haired man who rolled his eyes, "Whoever wants to keep him…speak now".

"I'm out!", Yuffie piped.

"I can't…I've got Marlene and Denzel to take care of", Tifa sighed.

"I can't…", the lion-like creature said.

"I'm to busy!", the cat cried.

"I've got updates to do on Shera", Cid said.

"I got to do more research", Barret said.

"What about you, Vincent?", Yuffie asked.

"I just don't trust him…", the black-haired man answered with his arms crossed.

"Oh, come on…", Yazoo's calm voice rang in the room. "This Sephiroth person can't be that bad enough for all of you not to accept me".

"YES, HE CAN!", just about everyone in the room boomed, making him cover his ears.

"I don't have my gun so you guys are rendering me defenseless", Yazoo said.

"So that leaves Cloud…", Vincent said, ignoring the silver-haired boy's last comment.

"It's so like you guys to leave me stuck with the big problems…", the blonde said with a small smile.

"That's because you're the man, Cloud", Yuffie cheered as she gave him a comforting slap on the back of his shoulder.

"I'll do it…", the blonde muttered as he threw Yazoo over his shoulders effortlessly.

"You'll call us if anything goes wrong, right?", Tifa asked with concern in her voice.

"Maybe…", the blonde said.

"Cloud!", Tifa whined.

"Okay…", he replied.

"How far are we, Cid?", Vincent asked.

"I believe we are in…still in Edge. Why? You trying to leave us already?", Cid said.

"No…", the black-haired man sighed.

"I said I'd take you guys home so I will", Cid said as he took his position at the wheel.

Yazoo couldn't help but feel like he was in the great bond of friendship these guys had even though he was their mortal enemy at the time. He just sat there, staring at the floor with the younger blonde's hands on his upper thighs.

He felt the warmth behind the leather-covered hands and it consumed the whole area of his thighs with its warmth. He had to shake off the sensations when he felt another pounding headache hit him.

"Don't say a word about me to them".

Tell me who you are…

He didn't hear anything else and sighed. Either he was going crazy or there really was a voice in his head telling him not to do certain things. Kind of sounds like a conscience…but this one was different from any other one.

He heard footsteps and soon saw a pair of metal boots before him. He put his hands on the blonde's lower back to help him look up. He saw that it was only Vincent who was staring at him warily. The ex-Turk leaned in to whisper something in Cloud's ear.

"Keep a close eye on him. A headache could be a sign of communication between him and Sephiroth", were the words he whispered in the blonde's ear.

The blonde nodded and approached Yuffie, "Yuffie, do you have a rope or something I can borrow?".

"Why, Cloud?", she asked as she dug into her back pocket and pulled out a long rope.

"For him…", the spiky-haired man said as he got the rope from her.

The silver-haired gunman heard it and as the blonde put him down onto his feet and he moved away. His cat-like green eyes stared at the rope warily. His head started to hurt again. His calm exterior was broken now.

"What's wrong? Don't like rope?", the blonde asked.

"I can stand on my own…", was the only thing green-eyed male answered with.

His vision turned white and he gripped the sides of his head again. Did he lose his sight already? He saw flashes of disturbing images entered his vision. Many of them were of him being strapped down to a chair. He heard cruel laughter rang in his ears again and his hands covered his ears. He felt hands on his arms and shoulders.

"What's wrong with him?", he heard Yuffie cry.

"Leave him alone…he'll be fine", he heard Vincent command.

"What?", Tifa scoffed.

"He probably remembering something that happened to him a long time ago", Vincent said.

"Damn, I keep forgetting how old you really are!", Cid said.

Yazoo's hearing was soon impaired but he felt the blonde place him on the ground. His vision went back to normal only temporarily before he started seeing black spots. Was he dying? Surely, these guys wouldn't just let him die…right?

Soon enough the only thing was darkness. He felt his body go limp on him. He couldn't move and didn't feel anything else except for the throbbing headache that was slowly about to pry a cry from his throat.

"You belong to me, Yazoo…".

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A/N: Well, that's it. Please review…

I need a beta for this story too. So if anyone wants to be the beta for this story, please contact me.