What with university applications and whatever, it's taking me ages to write new stuff for fanfiction, so bear with me, and apologies if i misuse any American words i'm trying to make it sound more authentic I just want to check, 'dumpster' is a word, isn't it??

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It was only 7.00 in the evening, but Yazoo already felt incredibly drained. Clearly his days of kicking ass and inspiring fear in others were over. Hopefully not just yet though.

He lay on the soft bed, not having gotten ready to sleep. He wasn't ready to admit defeat just yet, a few more hours of wakefulness and then he would. Yazoo groaned. Is this really what it had come to? Fighting himself to keep awake, whilst his enemy nursed him back to health?

Across from him, Loz sat on a bed, watching Yazoo and clearly waiting for him to do or say something. The big remnant was clad in some riddiculous clothes that were far too small for him, and was wearing a concerned expression as he watched Yazoo, which made the smaller remnant scowl.

"We need to escape." Yazoo said finally. He kept his voice low, so that Cloud and his friends could not overhear.

"Why do they want us here?" Loz frowned, apparently ignoring what Yazoo had just said.

"How do I know?" He answered coldly. "It doesn't matter, so long as they believe we're going to reform."

"But we're not?" Loz asked, his frown deepening.

"No." Yazoo replied. He knew the other remnant wouldn't question this judgement, which would at least make it easier to formulate a plan. Unfortunately, not much could be done whilst he was unable to walk, let alone fight his way out of Midgar.

"Where will we go?" Loz continued. "What will we do?"

"I haven't decided yet. We should fulfil our purpose."

"Why? Mother doesn't care any more." The big remnant whined tearfully. "She left us to die, and now Kadaj is gone."

"Of course!" Yazoo smirked. "That's it! We find a way to resurrect Kadaj, like that woman did with Cloud."

Yazoo began to feel excited at the thought of a plan forming. The circumstances were completely different to what Cloud's had been, as he had merely been shot, whereas Kadaj had turned into vapour. That didn't matter though, it was clearly possible to prevent people from entering the lifestream, even though they appear to be dead. If this 'Aerith', whom the others speak so highly of, could resurrect Cloud, then surely Yazoo and Loz could force her to do the same with Kadaj...or even, Sephiroth? No, maybe not that, just Kadaj, for now. The only problem was reaching this miracle-working woman.

"What about big brother?" Asked Loz, beginning to irritate Yazoo with his desire to ruin the plan. "He wants us to be part of his family now, shouldn't we-"

"He is the one who killed Kadaj, stole our chance to reunite with Mother! It is his fault that we even need to do this. Or did you forget?"

"I didn't forget! I'll help get Kadaj back, I will!"

"I thought as much." Yazoo hissed quietly. "Don't cry."

"I'm not!" Loz cried, rubbing his eyes furiously. "I just don't understand why we have to do this. We don't have to, do we? Cloud's being nice now, can't we just...Well what about the Turks? They're gonna be watching us."

"Well then, we make sure they have no concerns about our sanity. We act like Cloud and his friends, then when the Turks think we're reforming and fitting in, we make our move."

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There was the quiet sound of sweeping coming from the bar, but other than that it was silent. Loz wandered down the stairs, trying to remember how Yazoo had told him to act around Cloud's friends and the Turks.

He couldn't see any Turks, which was definitely a good thing, so he approached Tifa, who appeared to be sweeping, but was watching him out of the corner of her eye. Maybe Yazoo was right about them being suspicious.

"I'm hungry." He told her.

"Neither of you had any food last night." Tifa pointed out as she straightened up, leaning on her broom. "Is there something you want?"

"Uh...where's Cloud?"

"I think he's in the garage," she answered. "Maybe you should go and look for him"

Loz avoided her suspicious stare, and wandered out of the building. It wasn't an especially sunny day, quite cloudy and cold really, but he thought it was great. It was the first time in days he'd been outside, because of that hospital. He took a left, heading to the garage.

The remnant poked his head inside, spotting, not Cloud, but the red-headed Turk, Reno and that Wutainian girl, Yuffie. They broke off their conversation, staring at the newcomer with equal distaste.

"What?" Yuffie demanded.

"I'm looking for Cloud."

"He already left." She answered.

"That other remnant awake yet?" Reno asked.

"Yazoo. Yeah, he is."

"I don't care what it's called." Reno sneered. "I'm not trying to be friends with you freaks, Tseng said I had to babysit. Anyway, I'm gonna go make sure that remnant's not making Jenova-shrines in his room, or whatever you freaks do when you're not trying to destroy the world."

He pushed past Loz, turning back as he reached the garage door. "Oh yeah, Rude'll be here eventually, but the boss has got him looking through trash for something."

He grinned at the thought of his partner, stood in a dumpster full of rubbish. It made Reno's task of looking after psychopaths look like fun. The redhead left to contend with Yazoo, and Loz turned back to Yuffie, hoping he appeared friendly. What was it Yazoo had told him normal people do? Smile and offer to help them with things.

He attempted to smile in a non-creepy way at the Wutainian girl. She pulled a face.

"You swallow a bug or something?" She asked. "Your face is weird."

"Um, no." Loz answered. He wasn't sure if that had worked. At least she wasn't shouting at him. Maybe he should try the other piece of advice and smile at the same time. "I want to do something with you."

Yuffie backed away, shaping her hands into fists and glaring at him. "I told Tifa you two were weird. Weird remnants...get out of here!"

"But I want to do something with you." Loz repeated. He was sure this wasn't the kind of reaction he was meant to be provoking from them.

"Stay away or you'll be sorry!" Yuffie threatened.

"But-"

"PERVERT!" She yelled, darting out of the garage door and making for the bar. "Tifa! Tifa! I told you they were weird!"

Loz stood in the middle of the empty garage, not sure what to do. One thing was for sure, he didn't intend to take any more advice from Yazoo on how to make friends.

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I intend to make to the next chapter about Reno's first day or so babysitting Yazoo thanks for reading!!