Authors Meaningless Notes- Well, today is the day AC was FINALLY released in the U.S. and well, not to completely dis Square but I was not really impressed with the english voice overs. Especially not Yazoo's, was just a little disappointed. He kind of sounds like he's on something and a little a too feminine but hey, at least they finally released the damned thing right? P.S. Can anyone tell me what the hell Crisis Core is?

Anyway, enough of my rambling here's chapter 3

Chapter 3

"So he is restless is he?" Rufus said idly after hearing Yazoo's statement from Tseng.

"I think looking for a way out is more like it Sir." Tseng watched Rufus with a blank expression. He wished he could read the President as well as he could when he had been younger.

"Then offer them this. I want them to be able to work with the Turks in missions and security. If they prove trustworthy they may become a force all their own. Its doubtful that they would want to actually join you so they would remain a separate entity. They work for me, and I shelter them from the outside threats." There was something about the two brothers, especially Yazoo that made Rufus crave a sense of power. To be able to master such beings appealed to him. Even if it was in such a trivial manner.

"Why Rufus?"

The young president looked up sharply. It was rare that Tseng ever questioned his orders. But when he did he usually had good reason.

Rufus smiled "Sephiroth killed my father remember? I never really got to thank or repay him for that. Just think of this is my way of making it up to him."

"Doesn't that hurt?" Reno eyed Yazoo with a slight wince on his face. Yazoo was stretching on the floor in a position that Reno knew he had to have dislocated something to achieve.

"Not if you do it right" was the calm almost bored sounding reply. Yazoo unfolded himself and stood. He turned to his brother who was finishing the last of his breakfast and most of what Yazoo had left behind. "Loz would you mind?"

The larger brother shrugged and walked over to Yazoo. Loz bent, grabbed his brothers ankles and picked him up in the air flipping him upside down effortlessly and held him there, well above the floor. Yazoo didn't flinch, merely crossed his arms over his chest and proceeded to do a kind of upside down crunch. Reno watched this all with a slightly nervous feeling. He didn't know if even Rude was strong enough to do what Loz was doing.

At one point Loz transferred his brother from one hand to the other effortlessly. Yazoo didn't even break his rhythm.

The door opened to admit Rude and Tseng. Rude raised an eyebrow at the scene, Tseng just shook his head with a small smile.

"Bored already?" he enquired. Yazoo twisted to look at him then flipped out of his brothers grip to land on his feet.

"Maybe" was the neutral reply. Tseng paused, considering.

"Come with me, I think there's something you might be interested in." Yazoo and Loz exchanged a glance then followed Tseng out the door.

Reno and Rude followed close behind, wondering what their leader could be up to. Especially since he was leading them outside. They went out the back entrance that led to a large asphalt slab they had used for parking and landing the Shinra helicopters. There were sheds off to the side that housed everything from fuel to random parts and some things of value that they had salvaged from the old Shinra HQ.

Tseng walked over to one of these with a set of keys in hand. Yazoo had a hand shading his eyes from the bright sunlight. Loz was beside him watching Tseng intently. It dawned on Reno what Tseng was doing. He had had to help him haul the damn thing back from HQ.

"Tseng are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Reno, Yazoo and Loz may indeed be around for awhile. We wouldn't want them to become really bored would we?" Tseng pulled open the doors of a shed. A large hunk of machinery lay inside, he activated a control panel and the thing moved out of the shed and uncurled to a rather imposing height.

Yazoo, his eyes having adjusted to the light, stepped forward. "What makes you say that?"

Tseng turned to face him. "President Shinra wants to make you and your brother this

offer. He wants you to be able to work alongside the Turks in some things, eventually

on your own when we can trust you. Work for him and he offers Shinra's protection from

AVALANCHE and anyone else who would want to harm you."

Reno and Rude stiffened in surprise. Work alongside Sephiroth clones? Ones that had

tortured their comrades no less?

Loz frowned and put a hand on Yazoo's shoulder. "Shinra were the ones who imprisoned

us in the labs in the first place. Why should we trust you now?"

"Look man, we've explained it your brother here but he certainly saw for himself what the wonderful citizens of Midgar and Edge are capable of, and from the sounds of things AVALANCHE wasn't to thrilled about you either. You don't have too many options." The words were out of Reno's mouth before he had time to think about it. Was he saying he wanted the two to join Shinra?

Loz looked at Yazoo with concern. "What do you mean Yazoo found out for himse-"

"Give us time to think about it" Yazoo said cutting off Loz's question. Loz eyed his brother with an expression that said he knew his brother was avoiding something.

Tseng just nodded. "Anyway, I thought I might introduce you to this piece of Shinra equipment. Its called a Robo- Soldier. This is an experimental model that has under gone some massive upgrades. Thought you two might want to try your hands at it."

Loz's eyes lit up like a kid who had just walked into the worlds largest toy store. He looked to Yazoo with a pleading expression.

Yazoo sighed and shook his head but Loz could see the small smile on his brothers face. "You go ahead and start Loz, let me know when you want me."

Loz smiled, cracked his knuckles and approached the machine and Tseng. Reno and Rude pulled up seats on nearby crates. Yazoo leaned against the wall of the building. Loz convinced Tseng to program the Robo-Soldier to its hardest setting. Tseng complied and backed away, coming to join them on the higher level of asphalt.

Yazoo watched as the sunlight fell on the forest surrounding Healin Lodge. It was oddly peaceful here, all the green hid the ruins of Midgar from view and it wasn't hard to imagine that the Planet had taken back its places and restored them to what they had been before the cities, before Jenova.

"You thinkin about the Prez's offer?" Reno come to stand near him, his hands in his pockets with his usual casual slouch. The sound of Loz's fists hitting metal echoed in the background. Yazoo tilted his head a little at the question. Why the hell would Reno care?

"It seems we are running out of options" Yazoo replied evenly.

Reno gave a small chuckle, low in his throat with a hint of irony. "Funny how Shinra seems to always be that last option." The Turk didn't elaborate, just pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

"You were not jumping at the chance to be a Turk?" Yazoo asked with his usual teasing demeanor.

Reno made a sound of objection and exhaled his lungful of smoke. "Hardly, but home's home ya know? Although the possibility of working with two psycho Sephiroth clones was never in the job description."

Loz, was having a fine time on his own. Yazoo doubted he would want his help. He decided to push a little more into this chat with Reno.

"What's the matter? Too much for you to handle Reno?" Yazoo watched as the Turks blue eyes flared slightly at that. Reno lifted an eyebrow and gave him an appraising once over that could be taken in many different ways.

"There ain't much I can't handle. We should have another go at it sometime, see who comes out on top." Reno leaned his shoulder against the wall, bringing himself just a bit closer to Yazoo and managing to look extremely sure of himself.

Yazoo reached forward and took the cigarette from Reno's lips and took a drag, watching Reno's face as he did so. At first there was surprise, a hint of lust and then that ever present smirk. Yazoo returned the cigarette to the Turks slightly parted lips, making sure he didn't touch Reno in the process.

Loz had beat the Robo-Soldier into submission and was striding back to them. Tseng stood from his crate.

"Impressive Loz. Although I think we may need to find a stronger casing to use if you wish to continue to spar with the unfortunate machine."

Loz laughed at Tsengs words. "Get Yazoo to do it, he's good with stuff like that."

Yazoo came to his brothers side. Loz had most certainly worked the thing over. But Yazoo knew Loz too well, the way that he was standing and nervous energy around him meant he still wanted to play.

Tseng was watching them intently "It seems you both have talents we didn't see in our previous dispute. You are good with machinery Yazoo?"

Yazoo simply shrugged. Loz had put a hand on the back of his neck, underneath the veil of silver hair and massaged gently. Yazoo smiled up at him, he knew what Loz wanted. Loz withdrew and walked a few steps away and fell into a fighting stance.

Reno took back his seat next to Rude. "What are they doing?" Rude looked at Reno with enough intensity to be felt even through the shades.

"Sparing I believe. What was all that about?" Damn, Rude never missed a thing did he?

"Just getting to a know a future co worker" Reno lit another cigarette.

Rude just grunted. Yazoo had caught a Cure materia that Loz had tossed to him and set it off to the side, telling Tseng politely that he may want to move off to the side as well. Tseng obliged and came to sit with his Turks.

"This should be interesting"

Both Reno and Rude nodded in agreement.

Yazoo took his place facing Loz, about five paces away from his brother. Loz was smiling showing he was ready.

Yazoo launched the first attack, aimed at Loz's center of gravity. Loz blocked and Yazoo used his strength to flip over his brothers head and behind him. When Loz turned Yazoo aimed a high kick for his face. It connected but Loz caught his foot in its downward arc. He paused for a moment then threw Yazoo across the lot as hard as he could. Yazoo spun and got his feet under him before he collided with the ground.

He was lucky Loz hadn't thrown him towards the building. Loz took the offensive, Yazoo hated blocking strikes from Loz, it usually shattered bones with or without the Dual Hound so he relied on his speed and agility. Both scored several hits but it soon became apparent to Yazoo that he had not recovered as well as he might have thought from his previous injuries. The days of doing nothing but sleeping had helped him heal, but Yazoo hadn't eaten enough or rested enough to replenish what it had taken out of him.

Inevitably, he made the mistake that he knew he would. Their strikes and movements had been a flurry, almost too fast for the watching Turks to follow. But when Yazoo saw an opening and took it Loz landed a solid blow to his chest that sent him flying into the wall of the building.

Stars blinked in his vision, while Yazoo had managed to remain on his feet, he didn't move away from the wall. Loz looked at him in concern. There had been plenty of times when both of them had been hurt badly when sparing. He came over to his brother who still hadn't moved, he leaned against the wall weakly with his head down, hair shielding his face from view.

"Yazoo" he said softly when he was near. Yazoo looked up and then suddenly pushed against the wall and kicked his legs up wrapping them around Loz's neck so his knees pressed into his throat. Loz's eyes widened in shock and Yazoo twisted and flung them both to the ground where he had the leverage to break Loz's neck if he wanted. Match over.

Yazoo released him and Loz laughed, jumping to his feet. Yazoo remained sitting on his hip and the side of his thigh, palm on the ground for balance. "I fall for it every time don't I?" Loz asked, slightly sheepish. Yazoo nodded.

If ever Loz thought he or Kadaj was hurt he would drop everything for them. It was a nice gesture, but in the middle of a real fight not always the best idea. If Yazoo could remember correctly it had enabled Rude to get a hit in when they had fought before.

What he didn't say was that he didn't know how much his wounded bird routine was for real or not this time. He was dizzy and a kind of shaky feeling was creeping down his spine. Loz had retrieved the Cure materia and knelt beside him as the Turks approached. Loz cast a low level and discrete Cure. Yazoo looked at him surprised. Loz just gave him a look that said 'I'm your older brother. I know more than you think'.

They both got to their feet as Reno came and clapped a hand on Yazoo's shoulder. "That was awesome. How do you guys go so fast?"

Loz laughed again, "I have to, to be able to keep up with him" he said motioning towards his brother.

"I have to so that I can evade him" said Yazoo. Reno snorted and rolled his eyes.

Loz watched his younger brother. It wasn't like Yazoo to try and hide being injured, not from him at least. And the way he had cut off his question earlier irked him, Yazoo was hiding something. The way that he hadn't moved away when Reno touched him was odd as well. Yazoo had broken peoples fingers and arms for less.

Something was definitely strange.

AN- thanks everyone who has reviewed so far. A chance I could get anymore? Anyone? Please?