"Okaasan...?" Loz was uneasy in the way he asked if this magnificence was our mother.
Out of nowhere, the slender but strong frame flipped and landed in the clearing between us, lightly, not making a sound with his chunky boots. He walked over to my astonished brother and stood, looking at him for a moment and then without warning, raised an open hand and brought it down hard on the back of Loz's head.
"Fool. I am what you need. I am greater and more powerful than Mother ever was." Tears welled in my brother's green eyes. I felt a pang of annoyance at this unidentified stranger.
I took a moment to give him the once-over. The large black boots and the black buckled pants played host to strong, muscular legs. These were loosely covered by a black trenchcoat with more straps and buckles. His shoulders were not as broad as Loz's but they were protected by huge white plated armour. He was not wearing a shirt under the coat and it was open down to his waist. I admired his pale skin and toned figure. His silver hair was longer than mine and shone more brilliantly in the light. He resembled us and when he looked into my eyes, I gasped at the mako I could see in his.
"Se-Sephiroth." I uttered. I took a step back in disbelief as he took a step forward.
"Precisely."
Sephiroth took charge of the two of us immediately and under his wing, our little group became more than a few lost chocobos. He advised us against confronting Rufus at the lodge and he demanded we take him back to our hideout. He observed the way Loz and I trained for the next few days and didn't say much. This I found strange because when he did speak, his voice commanded authority and respect and when he didn't speak I felt I didn't know what to do.
He took me aside one afternoon after our training while Loz was bathing in the river.
He walked over to one of the bone-white trees and leaned against it casually with his arms crossed and one of his legs bent at a right angle with his foot leaning on the tree.
"Your gunblade, this Velvet Nightmare, you have been holding it incorrectly." He said to me.
A ripple of anger surfaced in my mind and I was quite annoyed. "What do you mean I'm not holding it right. I'm an efficient killer with this weapon and it is MY trademark if I am correct."
"Hmm." He pushed off the tree and walked up to me in long strides. "Lift up your gun." I felt a twinge of fear. "Lift it!" He commanded. I lifted my weapon and aimed it at a tree not too far away from where we were standing. I shot a few bullets into it.
"Wrong." Without warning his strong arms came around me and steadied my arm. He shifted the Velvet Nightmare in my grip a little and turned my body around slightly. I noticed that I was closer to him than before he moved me.
He bowed his head slightly and whispered in my ear. His silky voice and cool breath was almost erotic without him even trying. I clenched my muscles involuntarily and tensed up at his words. "Now fire, and tell me if it's not better than it was before."
I fired, his hands still clasping mine and I was surprised. The efficiency of the gun had improved drastically. I would've been more pleased but my mind was elsewhere at that moment. Sephiroth's body was hard against my back and the words of Kadaj kept playing over and over in my head.
"Beware of the masamune, Yazoo..."
I told myself that it was nothing more than a dream and that Sephiroth, the wielder of the masamune, was here to help us on our quest for revenge against the planet and the now almost unnecessary retrieval of Mother.
I was ripped back into reality by a sound I had heard a million times before. The sound of Loz's deep voice murmuring to himself angrily as he stormed off. I wondered what was wrong with him this time.
Kadaj invaded my dreams again that night. He was starting to be more of a parasite on my subconsciousness rather than a guest.
"He may be like this now, he may be like this forever but he only needs one of you. He can't do this alone but he doesn't need the both of you."
I was suddenly there, defending Sephiroth. "What would you know, little brother? He has lead us better than you ever could."
"You're the reason I died and I still risk everything to help you and this is the thanks I get!"
My eyes flicked open. I was breathing heavily and my muscles ached. I didn't move because of that. Sephiroth was nowhere to be seen and I was laying there in the dark with Loz asleep by my side. Something was strange there. Something was unfamiliar. Loz's hand was resting on my chest, ever so lightly. I slowly and quietly went to move his hand off of me so I could get up but my touch woke him.
"Are you alright Yazoo?" He asked with sleep still in his voice. He rubbed his eyes tiredly.
"Everything's fine Loz, go back to sleep." I went to sit up but recoiled as my back muscles spasmed in agony. This made my brother's eyes shoot open and he sat upright with his trademark speed.
"Brother... This isn't good. What's wrong? If you don't tell me, I can't help you." He looked at me, his mako eyes big and shiny. His bottom lip started to tremble ever so slightly. It was genuine concern he had for me.
I couldn't just leave him hanging again so I said the first thing that came to mind. "It's from that damn bike accident I had..."
He moved closer to me and put a warm hand on my bare shoulder. "I'll make it feel better." He said as he slid his hand down the cool skin of my back. He applied pressure at all of the tender points and kneaded out the tension. He placed me gently on the floor so I was lying on my stomach and for him to get a more comfortable position he stood up and moved over me so I was between his legs and he squatted down above my lower back.
His hands traveled over my bare back like a natural and I could feel the coarseness of his individual calluses and I could feel the bare skin of his arms as he leant closer. I let out a deep sigh of content and shut my eyes. Relief was coursing through my veins and I felt safe with Loz's weight on my lower back. "Thanks Loz, that feels sooo good, it feels so much better."
I breathed out again and my mind started drifting off. I could feel Loz's body pressing up on my back, the warmth of his skin comforting. I could feel his breath on my neck and every now and then the brush of his lips or his stubble. "Y-Y-Yazoo-" He whispered uncertainly but calmly. The warmth left me, the feeling of my brother's lips on my ear left me, the contentment left me. Sephiroth had returned and Loz had retreated.
The night was a blur for me. I was somewhere between a dream and reality. Loz was distant throughout the day and my memory wasn't serving me too well. My brother was not around and Sephiroth and I trained together all day. We went into the water to finish off with our agility training. I went in with my body fully clothed. Sephiroth was in nothing but his pants. His white skin showed blue veins running up and down his torso. He looked me up and down and reached a hand to touch the back of my thighs.
"Your legs are too skinny, as charming as they are, but you're not here to look pretty are you?" Heat flushed into my face and I made an excuse to leave. He followed me to where his clothes were stashed but I kept walking. He didn't follow any further. I went and dried off and then thought about finding Loz.
I ventured out to the clearing again and my eyes caught Sephiroth's discarded clothes laying in a messy pile. He was still swimming, I thought to myself. I knew I shouldn't have, but I was drawn by an impeccably well timed force. I don't know what I was looking for, but I went rummaging through his clothes.
"Could you pass me those?" Sephiroth asked coolly, causing me to jump in shock. I did not hear him but the biggest surprise was about to come. I wheeled around, stammering apologies when I was cut short at the sight before my eyes.
Sephiroth was standing there stourt naked. I couldn't help but look between his face and huge manhood. I was stuttering and I blushed again. "I-I-I-I-I..." I couldn't speak so I turned around to pick up his clothes. Another sound I didn't hear until too late. Sephiroth's body came close and pressed against me. Unlike Loz's warm touch, my leader's skin was cold. He came close to my ear and whispered,
"I may be more than just a mere human but I too experience carnal hunger."
The cool brush of his lips against my ear made me shiver, my back arched slightly. I was powerless to his touch but not in the same way I was to Vincents advances. Sephiroth's hands came around my neck and as he did the icy beads of water on his shoulders ran down my neck. His long slender fingers grasped the zipper of my coat and he pulled it down.
He turned me around with my jacket hanging off my shoulders. I was unable to look at his face, instead I looked at his collarbone. He said to me,
"You like what you see. I like what I see. So why interrupt it?"
He brought his face close to mine and kissed me softly on my neck just beneath my jawline. I moaned lowly, I was in a physical state of pleasure and an emotional state of pain. My body took over my mind and I wrapped my arms around Sephiroth's neck, drawing him closer. He lowered my arms for a second and pulled my jacket down completely. He ran his hands up my arms and over my narrow shoulders, wedging a leg inbetween my legs, his knee massaging my bulging crotch.My knees buckled slightly but my enhanced reflexes kicked in and I regained composure.
I stood on my tiptoes and put my hands on the back of his Sephiroth's head. I pulled his face into mine and I stuck out my tongue and licked his lips, just quickly. He pressed them against mine and I closed my eyes. The water from his hair dripped down his forehead and it ran down the bridge of his nose and down to mine. I ran my hand down his wet hair that was stuck to his bare back, his cool skin felt soothing on my sore fingertips.
I opened my jaw and let Sephiroth kiss me deeper, I pushed my tongue into his mouth. His massive cock was hardening, I could feel it on my stomach.
Suddenly I pulled away from him, he reached up and put a long cold finger on my cheek. I looked at him in horror,
"Sepiroth, Don't ever do that to me again. We can't do this"
I picked up my jacket from the ground and flung it over my shoulders. A cool breeze made me shiver slightly.
I left him there, I could feel nothing from him. I walked away from him with a feeling of great self disgust.