M J-S K-K: ;D I liked the reviews. I started writing this in school. Yazoo/Kagome! Characters might be OOC again, but hey, if you were dead, you wouldn't act like you did when you were alive too.
Yazoo - 22, Kagome - 21
Disclaimer: I do not own the anime or movie. But I love to watch them.

Sacrifice
(by t.A.T.u.)

Yazoo toyed with the end of one of his many strands of hair. Ever since their defeat--Sephiroth's defeat and Kadaj dying, with him and Loz using the materia for an explosion or suicide if you think of it--, they had been stuck in the--annoyingly--white place for who knows how long!

It was preposterous, especially since Kadaj was having fun complaining nonstop, cursing Cloud out. Yazoo was certain the chocobo-hair styled blonde was having a sneezing fit.

He was surprised Sephiroth hadn't snapped yet with all of Kadaj's complaining, cursing, and bitching. Sighing, the long-haired remnant situated himself so he was lying on his back--sitting cross-legged in his clothes wouldn't work for obvious reasons.

Yazoo brought his hand up to his face, he clenched and unclenched it, he didn't have his Velvet Nightmare . He…didn't feel complete without his weapon--they were almost so like him that that it wasn't normal without it.

Luckily, he wasn't the only one without his weapon. The others--Loz, Kadaj, and Sephiroth-- all didn't have their weapons.

Maybe that was why Sephiroth hadn't shut Kadaj up yet, he didn't have his Masamune to do it with. It that was the case, he was glad in general, so he wouldn't have to get hacked up with it either.

His cool jade orbs looked over to the side to the so far silent brother of his, Loz. The short-haired ma was thinking, arms crossed--he even had his head bent down to add as well!--and his foot would tap every now and then.

Closing his eyes--after turning his head back to its position of looking upwards--Yazoo thought back to his time before he died.

As he was getting the children, his slitted eyes met soft chocolate of a beautiful young woman--in his opinion seeing ow all the three of them were concerned about was Mother.

Her raven hair was slightly wavy--and had a blue tint to it in the right angle to boot!--and was a little longer than his own deep silver locks. He could tell she was just passing by, but what made her pause--if there was a reason--?

Yazoo--his eyebrows twitched as he concentrated on the white--or silent-- noise around his person. Kadaj wasn't complaining, which made him furrow his liquid silver eyebrows--despite the fact his eyes were closed.

Cracking one slitted eye open, Yazoo noted the fact that he was indeed nose-to-nose with the loudmouth, slightly-off-his-rocker leader--Kadaj. His grass--more like mako--green cat-like eyes peered at the long-haired, modest, gun-lover curiously.

Yazoo fully opened his eyes to give his younger so-called brother a look that demanded: 'What?' Kadaj smirked at the gun-lover, his slitted pupils took on a look that he usually got when he had a weird idea.

"You're thinking of her again, Yazoo." Kadaj raised an eyebrow at his older brother. Yazoo would've rolled his eyes if he didn't know that Kadaj would take that as an affirmative to his statement.

"And if I am, Kadaj?" He might as well play along with the slight-wrong-in-the-head leader of their trio when they were still alive.

Sephiroth may have looked like he wasn't paying attention to his remnants, but in fact he slightly turned his head in their direction--actually curious for once in his life. Loz on the other hand, was still thinking and not paying attention.

"Nothing, you just that look on your face when you did is all. I'm surprised it isn't a man you're thinking about." Kadaj ducked out of the way when Yazoo swung at him with his fist. The remnant that was most like Sephiroth moved over to the aforementioned one-winged angel. If anything to keep him out of Yazoo's line of wrath.

Huffing and giving Kadaj a glare, the long-haired remnant laid back down on his back to let his mind once again wander.

Yazoo stood there looking back into her eyes. They had a vast wisdom of someone who saw things normal people shouldn't see until they're older. But, this girl--no woman--had what many people nowadays didn't have.

Experience. Experience of the truth that is around them since birth and tend to be shielded away from.

Reluctantly, Yazoo tore his gaze from her intellectual--no, experienced is more of the right word-- gaze to silently berate himself. He had a job to do--bring the children of the orphanage to the Forgotten Capital so Kadaj could do something and make them unresponsive to other people or something like that.

Back on topic, Yazoo son left after that encounter. Even if he wanted to stay with her, he knew that he couldn't. he was only a remnant and remnants aren't whole until they have Reunion to become whole.

Another time he met her was a little while after Cloud had found out where they were and where the children were. She was standing by a small, but very deep pond. Maybe it was a lake, he hadn't been paying attention at the time when he saw her standing there.

Yazoo remembered warning her that she shouldn't be out there at the time that she was. However, she merely looked over to him and smiled--all the while titling her head enough to have her hair spill over her shoulder--.

"Don't worry. I'm not that easy to take down or fight for that matter."

The long-haired remnant's eyes widened at that statement. He went to open his mouth, but couldn't speak and noticed her turned back to face the moon. Closing his mouth, Yazoo walked over to stand by her side.

The silence between them was a comfortable one. But it was a terrible pregnant silence that rung in their ears. Little lights--fireflies--danced about over the surface of the water and the white trees made it feel a bit…unreal, yet natural.

However, he was forced to look over when he felt her smaller hand--though, not by much truthfully--grab his gloved one. He jade eyes shot up to meet her smiling brown ones.

"It's not as if you are going to attack me, right? Or else you would've left if you didn't like me. Either way, I wouldn't be here if you did either of those two choices."

Yazoo let her hold his hand, however, he wasn't entirely sure if he should return her grasp on his hand of just let it hang limp in her hand. The raven-haired woman gave him a sideways smile, letting him know it was all right to return her grasp on his gloved hand.

Yazoo remembered a saying, he wasn't ser where it came from, but he remembered nevertheless; it takes one minute to like someone, it takes one hour to have a crush with someone, it takes one day to love someone, but it takes forever to forget about them. Yazoo knew--that for whatever amount of time he was standing there with her--he had fallen at first sight.

He wasn't able to see her after that night, it was as if she disappears from the city of Edge and the ruins of Midgar. From the world basically. But, nothing could keep her off of his mind.

Then came the day he and Loz sacrificed themselves to try and take down Cloud after he defeated Sephiroth who deserted Kadaj and left him with the injuries to die.

But when he did die, all he could imagine was those eyes of her's that had haunted him when they weren't together. Sure, he had never fallen in love before, Yazoo knew he was in love with her.

Now, the bad thing was, he never knew what her name was.

And that still bugs and taunts him to this day…well days in the white room he and his brethren had been but in.

Fin

M J-S K-K: Weird, I'll admit. I find it a bit strange, for I was not listening to the song while typing this, but I knew the lyrics enough to be able to give people a general overview of how they go.
Sacra Nemo: Oh dear god, NO! If neither of us can sing a duet, then what makes you think that you can sing a solo?
M J-S K-K: True… Oh well! Read and review, this was weird, it didn't come out the way I had wanted at the end but the beginning did. And I'm too damn lazy to retype it! n.n
Sacra Nemo: How the hell do I know you , you bastard..? -.-;