Chapter 1: Remember when?
"Yazoo..." Loz mumbled in his sleep and rolled over to face Yazoo, as he whimpered slightly. Yazoo opened one eye and looked at Loz. He lifted himself a few inches off the bed and looked at the clock.
"Four in the morning..." he groaned and dropped himself back down to the bed. Laying on his back and staring to the ceiling, Yazoo, the middle "child", began to wonder about what the day held for him and him and his brothers. "I wonder what Mother would say if we had to go to school.." he faded off and closed his eyes, smiling. "Heh.Probably, YOU were born with more knowledge than anyone in a college can teach. It's being social and normal around people . Coping with emotion... bah." He looked over Loz's bulky body, (Loz at tht time was wrapped around Yazoo's slender waist) at Kadaj, the youngest of the three of the silver-haired brothers.
Kadaj groaned and rolled off the bed with a THUMP. (A.N. They share a mattress in an average sized bedroom.) He woke up on his back on the cold, hardwood floor. Yazoo, (who was already awake) and Loz, (who had woken up at the THUMP) both peeked over the edge of the bed at Kadaj sitting on the floor in his boxers looking confused. He looked up at them and narowed his eyes. "What're you lookin' at? Seriously!"
Loz couldn't help himself and began to giggle. Yazoo began laughing, too. Kadaj looked at them, and realizing how odd it was to wake up to this in the morning, began laughing in spite of himself. The two boys on the bed both reached a hand to Kadaj. Kadaj took their outstretched hads and they pulled him onto the bed. The three brothers huddled together and wrapped themselves in the big, warm quilt that covered their bed, all still laughing.
Times like these had come to a painful halt when the youngest, Kadaj had died.
Yazoo and Loz both powered across the countryside on their motorcycles. Loz stopped, but Yazoo plowed on. Soon, after realizing Loz was not following him, he turned around and drove back to the spot where Loz had stopped. Yazoo slowed to a halt and dismounted his bike. He found his brother Loz wiping tears from his eyes. Yazoo, the long-haired brother, walked to Loz and put an arm around his shoulders.
"Don't Loz... please... you're gonna make me..." He didn't have time enough to finish this sentence before his own stream of tears began their hot flow down his cheeks.
The two brothers sat there on Loz's bike for awhile, both crying to themselves softly. Loz broke the silence. " I-I m-miss Ka-Kad-daj!" His silent tears grew to a loud, choked sob. He reached his arms around his brother. Yazoo couldn't contain himself either.
" I do to, Loz..." Yazoo tried to choke back his tears to comfort his brother, but he couldn't. His attempt resulted in a loud gurgley gulping noise as his tears grew louder too. A few minutes passed, and Yazoo interjected, "I'm tired of this... come on Loz." He put his hands on Loz's shoulders and held him out and looked at him.
"Go where, Ya-z-zoo?" He choked out through his tears.
"On a walk." Yazoo replied, smiling gently, tears still streaming down his involuntary cheeks. "Come on, brother."
"Where're we going, Yazzy?" Loz followed Yazoo bluntly.
The two silver-haired brothers walked for quite a ways from the road and found themselves at the edge of a familiar bluff. A bluff that not too far from the city of Midgar. A bluff that brought back pain-filled memories as Yazoo looked over the surface of the bluff and and three marks from the tires of three cycles that had been there not so very long ago. Marks belonging to the motorcycles of Yazoo, Loz, and the source of their tears... their deceased brother Kadaj.
Yazoo fell to the ground on his hands and knees. Loz ran to him, thinking Yazoo had been hurt. Yazoo's body began trambling and quaking as he stared at the ground, hot tears falling to the dust as he cried. Loz kneeled next to him, and Yazoo gained his position to his knees. Loz looked at Yazoo, knowing exactly how he felt, and Yazoo shuffled to Loz on his knees and buried his head in Loz's broad chest. Loz felt his tears coming too, and embraced his brother as they both cried into each other.
: Yazoo's thoughts:
Kadaj... you said you would be here... why Mother..? Why did you have to take him... WHY? All we want is our brother... I mean... I don't know how much longer I can take this without killing myself... or crying myself into nothing.
Why...
Yazoo felt his Velvet Nightmare in it's leather holster. Loz seemed to know exactly what Yazoo was thinking and held him tighter.
"Please Yazoo... I don't want to lose both my brothers..." Loz said sniffling.
"Why did Mother take him? Was it Sephiroth's fault? For using our little brother... to... to... DAMMIT! WHY DID SHE TAKE HIM FROM US? CAN'T YOU SEE WE'RE NOTHING WITHOUT OUR BROTHER? WHY DID YOU TAKE HIM MOTHER? Why..." He shouted and began crying again, only harder this time. His outburst caused his whole body to tremble. He quaked and cried into Loz's chest.
