::forgiven4ever was still swinging back and forth upside-down, humming, notices reader::
forgiven4ever: Oh, hey, still hanging here. Can't you see I'm white and nerdy? Sorry, I love that song. Well, as you see...Yazoo and Yuffie left me here. Here's another chap, hopefully it's longer than last. I'm just too white and nerdy. Enjoy... Don't own...losing consciousness. GUYS?!?!?!? GET ME THE HELL DOWN!
EGCutter: Aw, Nee-chan is upset...
Endlesshorizon: You think we should cut her down?
EGCutter: I dunno. That ninja's knots are hard to untie.
4ever: Nii-san, get your ass over here and cut me down!
EGCutter: And if I don't...?
4ever: You wanna face my dad!?!?
:: Daddy bursts through door with shotgun and the Crocodile Dundee hat and speaks with an Aussie accent::
Daddy: Crikey, 4ever! I'll get you down! No worries! -aims and shoots causing rope to snap-
4ever: AAGH!-crash!-Ow. That's better. Readers enjoy and review plz?
Breaking Point
Even though his wrist was now broken, Yazoo smirked, loving feeling of being bictor for once and he knew the captive was once again spared from Kadaj's advances. Yuffie, however was freaking out.
"Omigod! Omigod! Omigod!" she screamed, ignoring Loz's moans in the opposite room, telling her to shut up. "Your hand! Your hand! Omigod! It's—"
Yazoo had not acknowledged Yuffie since he was more into his now broken right hand. The gunner had calmly set Velvet Nightmare back on the table and held his right wrist, rubbing it gentlyl Then, Yazoo pulled his left hand away from his right and flicked his wrist as if to test it.
"—not broken??" Yuffie finished, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and awe. "How did you do that?" she demanded so softly.
Yazoo raised his head to her a bit, before turning his attention back to his faithful sidearm. After collecting his gun and the rag, Yazoo sat himself down at the table, continuing his privious task before Kadaj interrupted him. It was like this for several minutes until Yuffie's outcry.
"Hey, Silver!" she called. "Don't leave me hangin' here!"
Yazoo bit back a groan. He wished she wouldn't call him that, it really annoyed him. Yazoo turned his head to her. Yuffie countered this look with a glare, making Yazoo unintentionally simper. Her glare looked like what a five year old would do; it looked cute. The gunner decided to amuse her.
"As remnants we are trained to be vigilant, intellegent, and are assumed to be invincible, little one." Yazoo replied cooly, returning his attention back to Velvet Nightmare. "Did the red-headed Turk ever tell you what happened on the bridge?"
Yuffie scoffed. "More like boasted. Says he and Baldy blew you and muscle man over there up!"
"That is true," Yazoo confirmed, nodding his head once.
"But that's impossible!" Yuffie shouted, and then yelped when the handcuffs punished her when she jostled her hands some. "Ow. Tifa and I saw you two blow Cloud up!"
"That is true also."
"Ugh!"
"Loz and I managed to...'mend' ourselves before we confronted Nii-san," Yazoo explained.
"Hello?" Yuffie proclaimed as she rolled her eyes. "I am not stupid, Silver. I saw that esplosion that the Turks pulled off. No way in hell can anybody live through that."
Yazoo let a small smile crept upon his lips. "Well, any normal person could not, I suppose."
"Huh?"
Yazoo whipped his head to her. "We are not normal, little one," he stated solemnly. Rubbing the rag back and forth along the already clean barrel of the gun, Yazoo stared blankly at the wall. "Infused with Mako, erasing all memories, only know how to kill and not be killed. Survial, they called it; murder, the others clamed."
"Others?" Yuffie inquired.
"The villagers. They called us...monsters," Yazoo answered indifferently, still staring at the wall. "We were made; not born."
The ninja shifted uncomfortable. "Hey, Silver?" she called. "Is it possible to get me something to eat? I mean, all I had was water and I'm about to pass out..."
Sighing, Yazoo put down his weapon and rag and rose from the chair, approaching the counter where a set of cabinets sat above it. Opening each one, Yazoo pondered on what to give her. There was nothing much, just several cans of different soups, dried fruit, and two loaves of bread. Choosing the dried fruit and bread, Yazoo glanced down at the captive, her stormy eyes were set upon the artifaces he had discovered. Setting the food on the counter briefly, Yazoo turned to Yuffie.
"Stand up," he commanded in a soft tone and she grunted as she untangled herself. In order for her to sit cross-legged as she did, Yuffie had to twist her arms and strained the cuffs a bit, causing them to bite her wrists, and the shocks were not exactly helpful either when she had managed to twist her body into the position she liked. It was the same story as she straightened herself, facing the cursed pipe once again. Yazoo began searching the drawers for the small key.
"Loz?" he called to his older brother. "Where's the key?" His answer was a sniff and a whimper. Yazoo retreated to the other room to see the situation. Loz was still sprawled over the couch, but his face was buried in a throw pillow. "Loz?"
"I knew I forgot something," Loz groaned.
"Don't cry, Loz," Yazoo stated, a bit coldly.
"I'm not crying!" Loz shouted defensively, jerking his head to Yazoo, who just retorted this brusque action by shifting his weight on one foot and folded his arms upon his chest.
"Fine then," he said, shrugging his shoulders. "Where's the key?"
Loz fidgeted a bit before answering. "Uh, remember last week when I went...out?"
"Unfortunately, yes," Yazoo remarked, rolling his eyes.
"Um, well, you see," he began, shifting his eyes to the floor. "I'd thought I'd do something different so I took the cuffs and the key and I—"
"Never mind," Yazoo snapped, grimacing. "I do not want to know. So, you left the key...there?"
"...Yeah..."
"Is there a spare?"
"Kadaj would know."
Yazoo sighed, dropping his arms and relaxing his shoulders. "Figures," he muttered, turning on his heel.
"Yazoo?" He turned back around to his brother's summons and tiled his head a bit, waiting for Loz to continue.
"What was that back there?" Loz questioned in a low voice.
Yazoo blinked. "What?"
"That whole thing with you and Kadaj," Loz hissed impatiently.
"Nothing," Yazoo lied curtly.
"Hmmph," the other brother huffed, throughing his head back, thumping against the armrest. "You, my brother, are difficult."
Yazoo returned this by slightly bowing his head in gratitude. "Thank you," he stated, retreating back to the kitchen to find Yuffie struggling to obtain the food. She had knocked off the loaf of bread off the counter somehow. Wincing and softly crying out at each shock from the manacles, the White Rose of Wutai managed to inch her long, nimble fingers towards her desire. Finally, she snatched one end of the loaf and quickly brought it to her mouth, her hunger overriding the pain in her wrists. She moaned from the savory taste of food.
"Oh Gawd!" she mumbled, still chewing on a huge bite of bread. "Never thought plain bread would taste so good!"
"You'll choke on that," Yazoo stated and on cue, she choked and whipped her head to see him. "See?"
"You scared me, Silver!" Yuffie whined, nibbling on the loaf innocently. "I though Sephy Jr. came back."
Yazoo arched an eyebrow in question.
"Kadaj."
"I knew that, little one," Yazoo retored sitting down in a nearby chair. "But why do you call him that?"
"I give every one nicknames," Yuffie said while she shrugged as if it was completely normal. "Reno; I call him Turkey...as well as Tseng and Elena. Rude, I call him Baldy. Rufus; I call him Prince of Brats, or brat. Cloud is Chobit because his hair looks liks a Chocobo's ass. Cid is Ol' man, Shera's Ol'maid. Let's see...Oh, Tifa is Sissy or Teef, and Vincent is Vin, Vin-Vin, or Vinnie."
"Interesting," he murmured, fiddling with the handle of Velvet Nightmare. "Valentine's the one with the four demons? Correct?"
Yuffie gulped down a bite of bread. "Yeah," she answered hesitantly. "Chaos scares me the most. Galian's okay, I guess. He's a dog demon and he's always nice to me because I pet him and give him treats. We all stay out of Hellsmaker and Gigas' way."
"Why?"
"Hellsmaker has a lust for blood as well as Chaos, but Chaos is pretty tamed, unlike Hellsmarker. When Vinnie starts morphing into him, we all run like hell. Gigas attacks anything in his way so we steer clear of him too."
"I see," Yazoo murmured, focusing more and more with the gun. There was nothing else, just complete silence. Yuffie finished her gread and sat back down, nodding off to sleep. Yazoo watched her sleep some...not helping but noticing how much more innocent she looked when she slept. A small smile tugged at his lips, but he let solemness win over.
0o0o0o0
"Do you think we oughta go and look for him?" Loz asked, much later that night. It had been five or six hours since Kadaj had left.
"No," Yazoo said, "he'll return sooner or later. Why don't you turn in? I'll keep watch tonight."
"Thanks," Loz grumbled, and trudged over where the mats were. Yazoo unsheathed Velvet Nightmare and sat down in the nimble wooden chair. Yuffie was asleep, her foreheard resting on the pipe. A roll of thunder could be heard in the distance.
A lot of rain recently, Yazoo thought, glancing down at the captive who only twitched in her sleep. Is she afraid of thunderstorms? His answer came soon when another bright flash filled the room and a thunderous explosion could be heard. She woke up with a high pitched yelp that almost came out in a squeak.
"Oh, Gawd, not again!" she howled, tucking her chin in as if to hide from the storm. "No, no, no, no, no, no! Please!" Her pleas were drowned out with another crack from the blackened sky. Yuffie squeaked and began to whimper. Yazoo let out a small groan, rising up from his chair and walked over to her. Her back was to him, but Yazoo bent down slightly, putting a hand on her shoulder gently.
"It's just a storm," he said. "It'll pass."
"Not soon enough," Yuffie groaned.
"But it will," Yazoo assured. "All storms pass and we managed through."
Yuffie, still facing the pupe, blinked and slightly leaned her head to the side. "Are we talkin' about the same thing here?"
"We're talking about stoms, correct?" Yazoo inquired.
"...yes...," Yuffie answered unsurely, and then turned the tables on him. "Hey...Yazoo?"
"Hmm?"
"Did something happen?" she asked.
"What do you mean?" he countered.
"I mean, like, something...that Kadaj did to you?"
Yazoo was taken avack, surprised by Yuffie's deduction. Is it really that noticeable? he pondered. Of course, he scolded himself bitterly. Then, slowly, he descended down on one knee and leaned close to her ear to tell her. "Yes, little one."
"What happened?" Yuffie's throat felt dry when she asked the question.
"It was three months ago," Yazoo whispered. "Loz was scouting and found her half-dead. She had run away, hoping to make something of herself. Fate had not been so kind to her. Thirteen going on eighteen. She was very frightened. I did all that I could to make her more comfortable. I don't know why we kept her, but I tried everything in my power to keep them off for a few more days. I had thought of just letting her go, but for some reason I could not. My choice was her death wish. One night, Kadaj came and...he tried to take her, pulling her up by her hair. I told him to stop, and made a move to cease the horrible attempts on her. I failed. We had fought, and it was like I was fighting someone else, it seemed that I was fighting with my brother who was controlled by someone...and after the fight...he..." Yazoo left his sentence cold.
"And what?" Yuffie breathed.
Yazoo wetted his lips and took in a deep breath, accidently breathing in the scrent of her hair. It was the essense of fruits, flowers, and of sweet rain; it made his mouth water. "He raped her," he uttered with his throat dry, yearning for thirst. "Took her innocence, brutalizing it and shattered it...He made me watcch. Loz held me in a chokehold and everytime when I tried to close my eyes, Loz would deliever a sharp blow to my chest. It's something that scarred me as well; I lost my honor from that. What good am I if I can't even protect a child? I watched...everything...until the end."
"The end?"
"Kadaj slit her throat."
Yuffie gulped. "What was her name?"
"Niyuki."
"Bastard," Yuffie swore.
"Well, well," a cold voice, dripped with sarcasm, interjected as a flash of lighting speared the sky. "What do we have here?"
The two turned to see Kadaj, standing in the doorway, leaning casually on the wooden frame. Yazoo could tell by the glaze in Kadaj's eyes that he was drunk. But, Kadaj's murderous green eyes were fixed upon Yuffie. Yazoo saw every detail of the night when Nikuki died flash before his eyes as Kadaj approached Yuffie and Yazoo with predatory steps.
(A/N) CLIFFIE!!!!! Ya love 'em or ya hate 'em. Either way, ya'll have to wait until next week. Probation from Groundation. I do all my work first, then my junk. Sucks, but true. I hope this makes up from not updating sooner. Reviews, criticism, and flames are welcomed, but flames will be used to burn Castle Oblivion. So think of Zexy Zexion, Smexy Axel, Marluxia, Sora, and whoever else in that castle ya'll like. Yuffie? Yazoo?
Yuffie: Why is it someone's always hitting on me?!?
forgiven4ever: Sympathy, and Yazoo's not hitting on you.
Yuffie: Kadaj is scaring me!
Yazoo: There, there, little one. I'm sure 4ever will make him go away...Hopefully.
::Yuffie cries::
forgiven4ever: God bless, and Happy Valentine's Day ya'll! I love you all! Don't forget to send kisses and hugs to Yazoo and Yuffie! See ya!
