Hello people, sorry it took so long to update! *brushes off dust from story* well if any of you are still reading thanks! And Enjoy!

Vincent followed closely behind his lover as the other man walked brusquely down the hall. They were on their way to the King's private bed chamber. The King had taken the former King's bed room as his own. The man had not even changed the sheets. Vincent shuddered at the thought the man disgusted him to no end.

"Wait!"

Vincent and Sephiroth froze at the sound of a young man's voice. Sephiroth did not to turn to knew who was standing behind him; he would recognize that boys voice anywhere.

"Go back to bed." He said sharply.

Vincent turned to glance behind him. There standing in the middle of the hallway stood Kadaj, still wearing his sleep clothes.

"Wait." The boy said again.

He took a steep towards the two men. Vincent turned his eyes to glance at the General. The other man seemed intent on not turning to face the child, considering what he was about to do to the boys father it made sense. Vincent returned his gaze back to the youth before him, his eyes connecting with the Princes.

"I want to help." Kadaj said urgently.

Sephiroth turned to face the boy an eyebrow raised in question. The boy could not possibly know what was going on.

Sephiroth shook his head, narrowing his eyes at the youth.

"You do not understand what you ask." He said sternly.

Kadaj nodded his head eagerly.

"You are going to kill the King."

Vincent eyes widened involuntarily, in surprise. If the youth knew what they were up to then why would he want to help?

"You know?" Vincent asked quietly

Sephiroth shot him a glare but Vincent ignored him, more interested by the youth then his angry lover.

"Yes, I over heard you."

Vincent raised an eyebrow. The boy overheard them, when? What else had the youth overheard while eaves dropping on the lovers? Out of the corners of his eyes he could see Sephiroth's body tense.

"When?" Sephiroth asked shortly.

Kadaj lowered his eyes, breaking eye contact with the two men, clearly uncomfortable with what he was about to say.

"I wanted to speak with you, so I went to your room, and the door was unlocked so I walked in." Kadaj began. "I went into the study to look for you when Vincent came in."

Vincent felt the blood drain from his face. The youth knew about them now, there was no way he could observe their conversation and not know.

Kadaj lifted his head guiltily.

"I didn't want to interrupt, so I waited to leave until you did."

The two men stood in silence, staring down at the youth, not knowing what to say.

"I'm sorry. I should have said something."

Kadaj looked imploring from one man to the other, begging for forgiveness.

"This doesn't explain your wish to assist." Sephiroth said in his usual monotone voice.

"Unless of course, you were planning on turning a blade on us while our backs were turned."

"No!" the boy shrieked.

Vincent jumped slightly at the boy's exclamation, startled by its passion.

"Never!"

Tears were beginning to form in the youth's face.

"I would never hurt you!"

Vincent saw the honesty in the youth's eyes as he spoke.

"Then why?" Sephiroth asked, his voice not masking his utter confusion.

Kadaj raised his head high, standing tall suddenly.

"I want revenge on the man who hurt my mother and my brother."

Vincent felt his mouth open slightly, but quickly closed it. He quickly turned to glance at Sephiroth. The General's eyes were wide, the color drained from his face as he stared disbelievingly at the boy before him.

"Your brother." Sephiroth repeated in a whisper.

Kadaj nodded, a smile coming to his tear streaked face.

"Mother told me, well, after I heard you two talking when you came to visit."

Vincent raised an eyebrow.

"You visited her here, why?" The assassin asked.

It was a brash thing to do to visit the Queen when the King was around.

Kadaj's eyes quickly landed of Vincent.

"You knew?" he asked shocked.

Vincent turned back to the Prince a blank expression on his face. He stared at the boy for a moment.

"Of course he would have told you." Kadaj mumbled.

Vincent nodded. There was very little the two kept from each other, the past was no exception.

Kadaj smiled shyly.

"I should have expected that."

Vincent gave him a small smile in return. His eyes once again returned to his lover who had remained quiet. The man's eyes were still on the boy.

"He's your father." Sephiroth spoke quietly. "You should want me dead."

Kadaj shook his head, taking another step towards his brother.

"No, not after what he did to you."

Sephiroth's eyes moved off the boy to the floor, head bowed slightly.

"How did you find out about that?"

"Mother." Kadaj said simply.

"She told you." The General questioned in disbelief.

Kadaj nodded.

"She wanted me to understand why you never told me you were my brother."

Sephiroth let out a low sigh lifting his head once again.

"She shouldn't have told you."

Kadaj took another hesitant step towards him.

"I wanted to know."

Sephiroth eyed the youth in silence.

"You cannot come." Vincent said sharply.

Both brothers turned to look him in unison. Vincent repressed a smile at the sight, the two were very much a like despite what Sephiroth thought.

"You can not come with us." Vincent repeated.

Kadaj turned his eyes back to his brother's face questioningly.

Feeling the younger ones eyes upon him, he looked down.

"He's right you should go back to bed."

Kadaj shook his head.

"I could help."

Sephiroth grasped the boy's shoulders, his eyes connecting with youths.

"If you want to help, go guard mother." Sephiroth spoke firmly. "If we fail, the King will no doubt go after mother in revenge."

The boy paled visibly.

"Don't fail." The boy spoke desperately.

Sephiroth gave him a small smile.

"I don't plan to."

He pulled his little brother into a tight embrace.