Un betta'd and written at one in the morning. Forgive the errors I know are there.

This place gave him the creeps. And that was not an altogether common thing to feel for Yazoo. The corpses of mutated creatures, just bones now, were scattered everywhere. Te building stunk of musty rotten flesh and mako. Yazoo was glad they had been able to find the spill and neutralize it quickly, he didn't want to stay here long. Maybe it was the fact that he was in a hurry that he didn't see it coming.

Normally nothing could sneak up on him, and maybe it didn't maybe he had passed right over it. Either way, it made its presence known when Loz cried out in pain and warning.


"Something's up with Elena."

Reno looked up at his partner. When Rude started a conversation it was serious.

"What do you mean? She on the rag or something?" Rude shook his head stoically.

"She was talking with Strife when she said she was patrolling. And there's more, she followed you and Yazoo one night when you went out to the guard house, and she didn't destroy the disks we found at the old HQ. I think she still has something against Loz and Yazoo." Rude really looked upset. Well, as much as he could manage such a thing. It was kind of a twitch of the eyebrows and downturn of his lips that was just short of a frown.

Reno thought about it for a minute. Elena had been a lot more distant than usual. He had attributed it to her being stuck on the torture thing but had thought she would get over it. What if she didn't? Elena had matured into her role of a Turk over the past years and she was a very dangerous woman. And she was supposed to be watching the clones backs right now.

The redhead looked at his partner and stood, prepared to say that they would talk with Elena tonight, find out what was going on, when Loz's scream pierced the silence.


Yazoo drew his Velvet Nightmare and spun to face the threat that had dared harm his brother. What he saw almost made him drop the weapon. Unfolding and towering high above him was the Zolom, only this had been bathed in the mako and grown to reach impossible heights. Its eyes glowed green and its serpentine body bristled with scales sharp as knives, its fangs were hollow and filled with something that Yazoo assumed to be poison. Loz was crouched near the beast, bent over in pain. Yazoo couldn't see where he was wounded but he didn't need to.

Yazoo fired again and again. He ran up the ruined walls to get a better shot of the thing, hopefully its eyes. The Zolom twisted towards him and lunged for a bite. Yazoo jumped as the monster took out the wall he had been standing on. He heard more gunshots fired, one of the Turks.

But something was off. The bullets had gone wide. Yazoo heard them hit trees completely off from the beast. None of the Turks could have that bad of aim could they. A flash of movement caught his eye and he saw Loz try to hit the creature with the Dual Hound. The first hit landed but the creature whipped its huge tail forward. Yazoo caught his breath, racing to Loz's side. His brother tried to dodge but didn't completely make it, the tail whipping him in the side and sending him stumbling.

Yazoo caught his brothers arm and lead him under a ruined and dry mako tunnel. "Stay here, you're hurt and you will only be in the way." Loz looked like he would protest but then winced and nodded. Yazoo looked back towards the creature. It was too big to fit in this space, Loz would be safe here.

He was just about to formulate a plan when he saw Elena run forward guns blazing. This time she didn't miss. Her bullets pierced one of the monsters eyes causing the thing to shriek and rear its head in anger. The Zolom was planning on slamming its massive neck down on the small Turk. Elena seemed to not see the danger as she didn't move, merely reloaded and kept firing. By the time she saw the beasts plan it was too late.

Yazoo ran and sprang, he knocked Elena out of harms way and stood over her facing the creature who was now at his level and glaring angrily up at him. Yazoo fired at it point blank and the monster snapped at him. Yazoo noticed Elena wasn't moving.

"Go! I cant hold him forever!" he yelled at the blonde. The Zolom turned its head toward the weaker prey and Yazoo did the only thing he could think of. The clone lunged at the monster and let it sink its fangs into his arm. Yazoo bit back a cry of pain and tried to keep the monsters attention.

Elena was watching him with the oddest expression. "Damn it Elena, GO!"

More shots were fired and there was a flare of electricity. The other Turks had arrived. Yazoo could feel himself start to shake with the venom in his veins. He just hoped it his system could fight it off long enough. Then the beast was knocked aside by a flash of silver. Yazoo fell to the ground as the monster released him.

Cloud was hacking at the creature and Reno was standing on top of it firing shots into the back of its head. Rude was doing likewise into the already damaged eye. Elena joined the fight and the mutated Zolom didn't have a chance. Cloud struck the last killing blow and severed the beast head.

Reno was at his side trying to tell him something. Yazoo's muscles were shaking and he couldn't quite seem to gather the strength to uncurl from the ball he found himself in. Cloud was walking up to him. Yazoo could hear the heavy fall of his boots. Gentle hands lifted him and spells were cast. He could only guess they were cures or Remedies since the ache in his muscles eased and he could move again. Cloud was holding him, much as he had held Kadaj. Yazoo looked up at him, realizing it was Cloud who had just healed him.

More heavy footfalls sounded and Loz was wrenching him away from the blonde and snarling at him. "Get away from him! Did he hurt you Yazz?"

Yazoo stilled his brother with a hand on his arm. "No Loz. He healed me."

Loz blinked at Cloud, then cursed under his breath and turned away, his emotions besting him. Yazoo watched the blonde. Cloud was looking at him with a blank expression, but he could see it behind his eyes, pain, regret, sorrow.

Yazoo nodded to Cloud in thanks. The mercenary inclined his own head in acknowledgment and a mutual understanding and sheathed his sword. As he stalked away he gave Elena a significant look which she pretended to ignore. Something stuck in Yazoo's mind about it but he couldn't quite figure it out. Deciding to leave it for later he turned to Reno and leaned against him, still a little weak.

Reno put an arm around him and fired off questions "What the hell happened here? That thing caught you by surprise. Elena?"

"What? So its automatically my fault? What about them?" Elena exploded. Reno cut off her questions with a brief gesture.

"Enough. We'll talk about this back at Healin. We've done the basics of what we needed to. We'll leave the rest to Strife and the clean up crew. Pack up guys, we're leaving now." Yazoo had to hand it to Reno, he was completely different on the job.

"What? You cant just call off a mission! We're supposed to stay until-"

"No." The redhead cut off Elena's rampage. "I'm Ace Turk Elena and if I call off a mission, its off. You have a problem, you can take it up with Tseng when I report your failure to follow orders."

Elena stared at Reno in mute anger for a moment before huffing and stalking back to the helicopter. Rude followed her and Reno gently handed Yazoo over to his brother.

"Rest up. I'll get you when its time to head out." With that the Turk went help with reloading the supplies.

Loz and Yazoo sat near a wall in the shade. Rude had cast a Cure3 on Loz and it had taken care of most of his damage.

"There was something off about that whole thing" remarked the older brother. Yazoo made a sound of agreement and let his head fall on Loz's shoulder. He was exhausted and before he knew it he was asleep.


He had been coldly furious for awhile now but said nothing. It was the uncharacteristic stiffness in his shoulders and the narrowing of his eyes that gave it away. Yazoo had seen it. What he hadn't seen was the depth of it. When they were finally alone in the Turks apartment he had thought they would talk what had happened over and then be done with it. He had been wrong.

Reno maneuvered him into the bedroom, still cold and angry and eerily silent. Yazoo sighed and rubbed a hand over his eyes he had awoken on the helicopter but didn't feel rested and the tension was giving him a headache. Suddenly he heard a sharp click and felt cold metal around his wrist. Startled he looked up at Reno who had a very devious and slightly mad glint in his eyes.

"I have something to say and you are not going to interrupt me. Understand?" Yazoo nodded, half in shock at the deadly serious tone in the red heads voice and the handcuffs around his wrist.

"Good." With that the clone was pushed onto the bed face down, his other hand that had been free was yanked over his head and cuffed with the other around the metal slats of the headboard, Reno's weight on his back held him down when he struggled.

"Stop. Just stop." Reno whispered softly to him. Yazoo calmed himself down. Whatever the hell was going on he trusted Reno not to hurt him. He was almost proven right when he felt rough kiss/bites pressed to the flesh of his neck and shoulder. There was a feeling of the brush of cold steel and the shirt he was wearing was cut and ripped away. Reno's hands went beneath him to unbutton his pants and stripped them along with his boots.

Yazoo grew uneasy. Helpless and naked was not a position he was comfortable with, even with his lover.

Reno ran his hands over the pale skin and tense muscles. He knew Yazoo felt vulnerable but at the moment he couldn't care less. The damnable little fuck should have thought of that before he put his life in danger needlessly without even thinking of anyone else.

"Do you know why I'm angry with you?"

Yazoo considered the question. He thought he did but he wasn't sure. Was Reno angry with him for trying to help Elena or for not being able to take the monster down? He shook his head, he was reluctant to speak just now. Reno's hands were gentle but he still had the feeling that there was something coming.

"I'm angry with you for nearly throwing your life away. You could have been killed and you didn't even think twice. You didn't stop for a second to think about what it would do to me did you? Or to Loz? Hell, even Rude. You didn't think at all!" Reno delivered a hard slap across his ass to punctuate his sentence. It stung rather than hurt but it got a surprised cry from Yazoo.

"But I-"

"No!" Another slap. "Don't interrupt me or I swear I'll gag you."

Yazoo winced as another slap landed and another. They brought a stinging pain that was somehow becoming an almost unbearable turn on. He knew Reno wouldn't really hurt him and in a way it was such a sense of freedom to have someone else be in control.

"Don't you ever do that again. slap You are worth more than that slap and I swear if you put yourself in needless danger one more time slap I will personally beat the living shit out of you. slap Got it? slap

Yazoo was trembling and writhing in Reno's grip. At first he couldn't really find the words to respond. Reno gave him another slap. "You can answer now. Your final words before I fuck you raw."

Voice shaky with submission and disbelief Yazoo whispered, "Yes, I understand. I'm sorry…" Lubed fingers entered him and he bit back a cry of pleasure. The pain and feeling of Reno brushing against that spot so lightly was intoxicating. And all he could do was lay there and take it.

The Turk kissed the reddened skin. Yazoo looked so good, bound and helpless, he was aching for him already and yet somehow, having him here, at his mercy, eased the fear that had crept into his heart when that monster had plunged his fangs into him.

Reno prepped him only as much as he needed then proceeded to make good on his word. The feeling of his hips slamming against stimulated and sensitive skin was oddly exhilarating somehow. Yazoo arched back against him as he came and Reno leaned forward to bite the tendons in his neck. When both were spent Reno lazily reached up to unlock the cuffs. He pulled Yazoo to him close, the clone was content to just rest in the Turks arms. Despite Reno's odd way of telling him that his actions had scared him he felt… safe somehow. Yazoo didn't want to try and puzzle it out at the moment.


AN- Thanks everyone so much for the great reviews. You guys make me feel guilty when I take forever to update so I guess thats a good thing. I would also like to shamelessly pimp my livejournal. www.phoenix647. Its where I keep most of my one shots and so forth although be warned. Alot of them are pretty intense. And again. Thank you to everyone who reviews. You guys ROCK!