Wicked opened her eyes into the blinding bright morning sun. She immediately shut her eyes and re-buried her face into the chest of her rescuer unwilling to go out into the cruel world just yet. As she pressed in deeper her liberator groaned and moved around uncomfortably. She stopped pressing in and relaxed a little, the beating of his heart told her that he was still asleep. As she moved slowly she felt his arms around her waist. She looked down and saw his arm was clad in black leather and his hands in leather gloves. Her pupils constricted into small dots and she jerked her head up to look into her rescuers face and saw Yazoo holding her. Once again, she blushed as she saw him embracing her closely then closed her eyes and placed her head back on his chest.
Yazoo opened his eyes slowly then closed them as he tried to pull Wicked closer but found him self grabbing at thin air. His eyes shot open and he looked down. Wicked was gone! And he had no clues, no traces to find her again. He sighed and got up folding the blanket Wicked had used last night back up then walked over to his motorbike, placing the piece of cloth in the storage compartment under the set he looked around for Wicked and tried to think of where she could have gotten off to.
"Wicked?" He called out softly as he shut the section, there was no answer. "Wicked." He called out again a little louder, no reply, he groaned and walked on to the river close by. He had only studied Darklords…but not water masters, as he knelt down to wash his face a large blow of water came from out of nowhere and sent him splashing into the waterway. As he spit the liquid out of his mouth and wiped the excess water off his face he heard a girl giggling from behind. He turned around quickly and slapped him self in the face since his silver mane was completely drenched. Unexpectedly, another strike of water came from behind him and he fell to the ground. As he got back up in a huff the girl's giggle was heard again and he once again turned around and once again he was struck from behind with a blow of water. Yazoo just laid there and started thinking…every time he turned the water would hit him from behind. That had to mean that the person was running behind him as he was turning around, he got up facing the direction which he last heard the girl and was hit from behind again and stood up. When the girl giggled once more he acted like he was being fooled again and turned around, he stood like that for a split second then he quickly whipped around again and saw the water ball coming and dodged it. As he watch the direction from which it had come from he saw Wicked, standing there with her hands cupped towards him with a dead white face. "Ah-ha!" Yazoo yelled running after her as she turned and darted away. As he caught up with her he jumped at her saying. "I got you!" She started turning around.
"No you do…aaah!" Yazoo landed on top of her and they went rolling down the hill. "Get off, get off, GET OFF!" She yelped as she hit his chest Yazoo got up and Wicked jumped to her feet and glared at Yazoo. "YOU AN-I-MAL!" She said and turned around vexed. Yazoo started snickering at her then he started laughing. "What! What is so funny?"
"Your face! You have the funniest angry face I've seen!" Yazoo hardly got out, as he was laughing so hard, Wicked blushed and turned away. Yazoo composed him self and took a few deep breaths before he said any more. "Come on. We have to go."
"We? Oh no you don't! I'm not going anywhere with you!" Wicked protested. Yazoo rolled his eyes then shook his head, he was used to giving orders and them being obeyed, and this 'free will' thing was something he was going to have to get used to.
"Look. I'm not going back without you I can't afford to. Kadaj will have my head other wise. It's my job you see."
"Well I'm sorry you job is not my problem" She crossed her arms "and you can tell your leader Kadaj that too! So if HE wants me then you can tell him I'll be right here!" She sat down on a rock and huffed.
"Hey! Don't you know anything? I don't send messages back and forth! I'm not a messenger boy you got that? I'm a delivery boy!"
"You won't…DARE!" She said in a threatening voice as Yazoo's face turned dark. Yazoo sneered at her then picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, crushing her middle and she let out a big "oomph!" She started struggling but when she saw she wasn't getting anywhere she started demanding, "Put me down! Oooh! If only I had my gun I'd blow your freakin' head off right now! How dare you do this to me! I don't even know you and you have the audacity to carry me around on your shoulder like a sack of potatoes? Put me down!" Yazoo smiled and started soaking in all the pleasure of putting her through this aggravation. As they got close to the bike he threw her on the ground very harshly and did see her hit the rock with her arm. "Ow!" She cried out.
"What's the matter? You can't handle being thrown around? I thought from the way you looked and acted that you where used to that." Yazoo said trying to provoke her to rage and start yelling again. He was enjoying this very much.
Wicked pulled her arm back close to her chest and cradled it in her other hand. She hissed quietly as she poked lightly at it. It was bend a little unnaturally to the right and she hissed a little louder as she tried to bend it back to normal. As she started to force it back after a while she yelped from the pain. Yazoo stopped walking. He turned around slowly as if he was expecting to see hell when he turned around.
"What's wrong?" He said with a sigh,
"Nothing!" Wicked gave Yazoo a fixed stare.
"What's wrong with your arm?"
"It hurts!"
"Is it broken then?" He asked hardheartedly, she shot a nasty look at him again.
"No! I'm just…doing something with it." She pretended to poke at it and accidentally hit it to hard then hissed
"A yes. Let me see it." Yazoo walked up.
"No!" She pulled her arm away and hid it at her side hissing as she did so from the sting.
"Yes." Yazoo knelt down beside her and reached for her arm.
"No!" She started to move away but Yazoo grabbed her broken arm and she almost screamed but she only yelped, Yazoo looked her dead in the eye.
"Yes!" He forced her to move her arm into the light. She hissed as he ran his hand up and down her arm, feeling at the bones to see the damage that was done. Her arm was thankfully only broken in one spot; unfortunately how it was broken was bad enough. It felt like a complete fracture on her radius of her left arm and as he tapped lightly on it she yelped. " I thought so. You've completely broken it." He said callously as he got up, Wicked stood to her feet also. Yazoo turned to walk back to his bike. "Come on. We have to go and get you to a doctor. Can't have you show up with an untended broken arm. Bother won't like that."
"You can forget all about your idiotic brother! I'm not going with you!" She tried to walk away; Yazoo turned around, reached out and grabbed her by her shirt collar.
"You can continue walking and get your shirt ripped off or you can stop acting like a jerk and come with me." Yazoo reasoned grabbing on forcefully to her shirt. Wicked stopped and turned her head around, Yazoo lightly tugged on her shirt and tilted his head towards the bike then glanced up at it and looked back at her. She sighed and started walking with him back to his motorbike. When they got there Yazoo let go and sat down on the bike, gripping the handles. She sat down behind him as he started the engine and grabbed onto the set with her good hand. Yazoo reached back and grabbed her left arm and wrapped it around his waist as he started to drive off. They hadn't driven far when Wicked looked up in the trees and saw some one dressed in red and black with a gold colored hand crossed across his chest, he darted away almost as soon as she saw him, so fast that most would have thought it was nothing but Wicked knew better. "Vincent!"
"Pull over!" She yelled, Yazoo was so started that he hit the brakes.
"What! What is it?" He glared at her as she looked off at the trees. A red flash flew on threw.
"There! Vincent! He can help!" She said pointing at the tree that the flash had flown to. Yazoo looked at Wicked like she was crazy.
"Vincent's our enemy." Yazoo informed her.
"So?"
"No." Yazoo turned back around at reached to start the bike again.
"What's more important to you? You'd rather we go to your bother with my arm all wrapped up or do you want to go back with nothing wrong with it?" Yazoo was ready to tell her the first one but then remembered what he had promised Kadaj the night before. "I'll stay with her. I can get her back without much pain." Yazoo squeezed his eyes shut. "Damn it." He whispered as he turned to her and let go of her arm. "Okay fine! We'll do this…YOUR WAY!" He got off and walked to the trees with her following behind. After a while Yazoo wondered if she had just told him to get away and try and locate Kadaj then fight him, he didn't hear her behind him any more so he glanced back. She was still there. Yazoo looked up at the trees, a flash came flying overhead again and Wicked bummed Yazoo out of the way running after it.
"Come on! We don't want that to get away!"
"What? That's just a collection of flying blood! What's so special about it?" Yazoo ran off after her. When he had caught up he saw Wicked and Vincent below him talking. Wicked showed Vincent her broken arm and Vincent looked it over carefully.
"Can you help me?" Wicked was asking him.
"I'll see what I can do." Vincent replied. Yazoo squinted at him then walked away. Yazoo spotted a tree not to far away so sat down under it, pulled out his gun, and waited.
"I don't like that Vincent." Yazoo said to him self as he sat there looking his Velvet Nightmare over, re-loading it, and checking for damage. "He was with big bother when we attacked that city a year ago searching for Mother for the Reunion. And he fought on his side against us. And if he's friends with Wicked she must be on big brother's side too." He sighed and looked up at the sky. "Well, I have my work cut out for me don't I?"
Wicked stood up and started walking away. Vincent had just healed her and she was ready to go.
"Wicked." He said severely. Wicked turned around and looked into his crimson eyes.
"Yes?"
"You do know what your up against right? Because this isn't like your little pets that you controlled to get stronger with your powers to control the mind abilities. You're dealing with some one as sophisticated as a human…maybe even more so since they carried Jenova cells once. And from what you told me about Yazoo I think you're making a huge mistake by putting your self in the hands of some one you know can take over your mind with one word. For your own sake if not for the sake of something else don't do this." Wicked looked away, she knew Vincent was right…as usual. But she needed to take a chance at losing everything to gain the right to do what she wanted to do last night, over throw Kadaj and his gang to retune the heavens back to the standard stability.
"I can be a vital element in finding out what these men want as far as to why they're after Jenova again Vincent. Can't you see the honor in that?"
"If it means you possibly being sucked into their little scheme your self? No." Wicked turned back, looked at Vincent, then closed her eyes. After thinking she opened her eyes again and glared at him.
"You always thought you where the smart one Vincent! Well I'm tired of being lower than you all the time! This is MY time to shine! You had your chance and you failed! Don't take it away from me because you're jealous!" Vincent closed his eyes and turned away saying,
"Jealous? Hm. I wish I were envious of you. Then I'd have a selfish reason to be stopping you and you could continue without worrying about it." Then he looked back at her. "But I'm NOT…jealous. And it is such as why I warn you to stay away. The moment Yazoo saw your weakness to be loved he started using that." Wicked rolled her eyes.
"Please! He can't think that fast." She laughed. Vincent glared at her.
"Wicked. You don't think that he saved you just so that you'd soften up on him, you don't think that he talked to you so smoothly just so that you'd lose your gut and not shot him?"
"You're crazy Vincent." Wicked waved her hand at him.
"Wicked!" He glared at her so hard that Wicked could almost feel him push on her. "This isn't a game! You can't just hit the reset button or lose a life and come back! Once you make a misstep it's over! Don't you understand? You're dealing with Geostigma here!" Wicked looked up,
"I know. That's why I'm doing this. So that you all can see how important I can be!" Wicked turned and walked away.
"So you are turning to the dark side." Vincent sighed as he jumped up to leave. "I warned you." He said before he left hearing distance and within a flash he was gone; Wicked kept on walking. As she got close to where Yazoo was sitting Yazoo got up. Putting his gun away he started walking back towards the bike with her.
"Vincent has a point. I really DON'T know what I'm up against with this guy!" Wicked realized it was pointless to try and escape now that this guy was with her again. "Damn! Why did I take the chance of getting away when I could? I was trying to do that last night before my instincts got a hold on me!" Then Wicked remembered what had happened the night before. "I have to stay here." She whispered as she walked.
It wasn't long before they got back and they where on the bike again going home. Yazoo felt a strange warning inside telling him to watch out for her, that she was going to weaken him. But he shook off that useless notion, how could this teenager possibly weaken his invulnerable inner-defenses? He was so busy thinking about it that he almost didn't see the pothole in the middle of the road.
"Look out!" Wicked screamed, Yazoo shook his head and tilted away from it. Wicked took a few short breaths. "Watch where you're goin'!" She rested her chin on his shoulder. Yazoo took notice of it but didn't say anything. The more this girl trusted him, the better. He picked up his speed knowing that Kadaj was worried by now, and then something else came into his head.
"Snap! I forgot all about getting the Geostigma into her!" Yazoo tried to think quickly. "The fastest way to get it in her is to get her to use Geostigma infected water for practicing with her powers." Had he known that she would be doing what she did earlier that morning, he could had infected the water and that would have taken care of the whole thing! Now it was going to be harder on him to do this.
Wicked on the other hand, felt like he was up to something. She had learned how to penetrate the thought life but she never used it on anything but animals before. She closed her eyes and tried to find an opening. As she searched she found what felt like an interconnecting world between minds. She had been told about things like the Advent stream but had never see it in use. As she entered in she knew that this was the only way into their world, what kept them all connected, how they functioned as a family with Jenova being at the head of it. She searched around until she found Yazoo's port and poked in. She had to stop her self from gasping when she heard him think:
"The fastest way to get it in her is to get her to use Geostigma infected water for practicing with her powers." Now she was afraid, she knew that she had to use her powers or she would go crazy, if she didn't use them it was like trying to make her heart stop, impossible! But to know that she might be pulling the disease on her self worried her. She now wished with all her might that she had listened to Vincent! She had made a huge misstep and now she would pay for it by losing her complete human body and thinking about walking around as part alien, part Jenova, or part Sephiroth was worse!
Some how…Yazoo knew she had figured it out. The way her face turned pale and the fact that she as now squeezing him instead of trying to keep away from him as much as possible was also an indicator. He didn't care that she knew, if he kept her around water that had the virus in it he could get it in her, he knew all about her need to use her powers every day or she'd got crazy from getting into her mind while she was asleep last night. But then…the same thing that happened yesterday when he knew she was crying happened again. He lost the strength to do it and felt awful for thinking about doing it in the first place. He shook his head.
"What is the matter with me? Why can't I just do it? This is annoying! I've done this before why can't I do it now?" Yet once again something felt like when he did infect people that wasn't really him. Deep down the real him didn't want to do this. But he had promised Kadaj that he would do it. His mind declared war on his heart as he battled on which one he should do. His head told him that he had made a promise and not to go back on it but his affections told him that if he DID infect her that he'd never forgive him self for it. On and on, until he felt nauseous, he fought around with his mind. His final decision was to talk to Kadaj about it. He sent a mind message to his brother telling him what was going on in his head and waited. A moment later Kadaj responded back to him.
"Some things wrong with you Yazoo. Just get it in her! What's so hard about that?"
"I know but something inside of me is keeping me from doing it." Kadaj didn't responded for a while.
"Yazoo…this will sound crazy. Bu I think that there's a reason why you can't do it."
"What?"
"You're in love with her…Yazoo." Yazoo's eyes contracted.
"WHAT! YOU ARE CRAZY! YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" Kadaj's laugh was heard before he continued.
"Come on Yazoo think about it. You've been able to infect others without a problem but when you think about infecting her you cringe. You wanted to stay behind to make sure she didn't get hurt. Sounds like love to me."
"I STILL SAY YOU'RE CRAZY!"
"Calm down Yazoo. Think about it." Kadaj left with a laugh. Yazoo rolled his eyes,
"I think Kadaj needs to talk to some one." He decided against infecting her…for the moment. As he drove on he felt her hand touch his chest, there was a sudden lightness in his stomach (We humans call it the butterflies.) and his head spun. Yazoo looked at Wicked who quickly pulled her hand away from him. Then he looked back onto the road as a thought ran through his head. "What was that all about?"