Okay, sorry for the wait, but here is the next chapter of "O, Brothers", which will be 12 chapters long unless something happens or something. Please Read, Enjoy, and Review! There is no Yaoi in this chapter, just sibling love! Normal family love, no homosexuality!
Chapter 7: Brotherly Love
The next morning, the beds were pushed apart and Kadaj and Yazoo were in theirs. Loz was sitting on his, cheering them up.
"You know, this kind of reminds me of that fist fight by ChocoBilly's Chocobo Farm," Loz said, out of the blue.
"Oh, Loz? Would you please tell us about it?" Kadaj asked him, smiling.
". . . You don't remember?"
"No. Would you please tell us what happened?"
". . . Sure! You two were fighting over who was going to ride the chocobo first. Kadaj got mad and pushed Yazoo down, so Yazoo pushed him and walked away. Then, Kadaj was so mad he ran and knocked Yazoo over onto the ground and wouldn't let him up. He just got on top of him and pulled his hair. Yazoo finally kicked him off of him and rolled over onto his back, but Kadaj got back on top of him. He stretched Yazoo's cheeks while Yazoo pulled his hair with one hand and stretched his cheek with the other. I was really enjoying it," Loz explained. "Kadaj got up and asked 'You give up?' and Yazoo cried 'No!', so Yazoo got up and Kadaj punched him in the face. The force of the impact sent Yazoo spinning the other way, so Kadaj pushed him down on his stomach and kicked him in the butt until he cried and gave up. Then I declared Kadaj the winner and carried Yazoo home, so neither of you got to ride the chocobo."
"I always knew that was your weak spot," Kadaj told Yazoo, who was upset by the truth. "Cheer up, Yazoo."
"Yeah, so you got beat-up by your younger brother in every fight you had with him. No big deal," Loz added.
"No big deal! You're gonna go live with your wife and leave me here and expect me to be okay with being afraid of my younger brother!" Yazoo yelled,thenhe shut up, realizing he had just told them his secret. He hugged Moogy and sank under his covers in embarassment.
"What?" Kadaj asked in shock. He got out of his bed and stood next to Yazoo. "Yazoo, don't be afraid of me."
"But, I have been ever since that fight by ChocoBilly's Chocobo Farm . . . you and Loz are so strong. And I'm . .. not. Why? How can I help find Mother as a weakling?" Yazoo admitted sadly.
"Yazoo, we need you. Without you, there would only be two brothers fighting for Mother," Loz told him. Yazoo emerged from the covers and Loz held his right hand.
"Besides, physical strenghth isn't everything," Kadaj assured him, holding his left hand. "Yazoo don't fear me, feel safe by me. I don't wanna hit you, but you misbehave sometimes. I want to protect you, not hurt you."
"Yeah, same here," Loz added.
Yazoo smiled u pat both of his brothers. "Thanks. That really means a lot to me," Yazoo said, looking up back and forth between brothers." I love you two. I couldn't ask for better siblings."
"Aww, Yazoo, you're sweet!" Kadaj told him, leaning over hugging him. "I love you, too."
"So do I," Loz added, hugging him also. "We're always there for each other, no matter what." He let go adn stood up straight. "I' m sorry if I ever hurt you two."
"Me too," Kadaj said.
"Same here," Yazoo joined in. "Of coarse, I'm still in pain . . . "
"Me too . . .but I don't think anything can help us," Kadaj siad, standing up straight.
"Kadaj . . . how can you stand to . . . stand?" Yazoo asked him, hardly even able to leave the bed painlessly.
"Are you hurt that bad, Yazoo?" Loz asked, concerned.
"Well, you see . . . we're both hurt in our weak spots, but . . . " Kadaj began explaining, but was not sure how to finish without hurting his brother's feelings.
"Yeah, and, you know, Kadaj is . . . " Loz tried to help.
"Well, what is it?" Yazoo asked, becoming impatient.
"Oh! the cookies! I bet they're done!" Kadaj exclaimed, getting off the subject.
"Cookies! Yay!" Yazoo cheered. Kadaj ran out of the bed room. "Cookies? Wait. . . Kadaj has been in bed the whole time!"
"I baked them. Kadaj is helping me," Loz explained. "We planned this last night."
Later that day, Loz was outside training, so Yazoo got off of the couch and entered the bed room. Inside, Kadja was reading "Wakka's Taters" ( an FFX fanfic of mine on this site) on his bed.
"Oh, hey, Yazoo," Kadaj greeted, closing the book. "Do you need something? The cookies are in the cookie jar."
"Oh, no, I was just bored and though I'd come, ya know, talk to you," Yazoo told him.
"Oh, okay. What do you want to talk about?"
"Well, I was just thinking about what you and Loz said to me earlier," Yazoo sat on Kadaj's bed with him. "We used to get along so well . . . so, let's do it again."
"Um, okay . . . " Kadaj said, not really knowing how to reply.
"We should do something fun together soon. Maybe . . . after my birthday next month."
"Like what?"
"Well, a picnic . . . or a movie . . . or something. It's usually warm after my birthday," Yazoo answered, scooting closer to Kadaj.
". . . It has been a long time since we did anything like that, but . . ." Kadaj replied, unsure about the idea.
"Oh, come on, Kadaj! I'm sure Loz'll want to, too! Come on! It'll be fun!" Yazoo assured him, his arms around Kadaj now.
"Well . . . okay . . ." Kadaj agreed, feeling rather uncomfortable with Yazoo hanging on him.
"Oh, thank you, Kadaj! You're such a good leader and a little brother! I love you!" Yazoo squeezed him, pressed his cheek against his, then kissed it. "I'm gonna go tell Loz the good news!" Yazoo skipped out fo the room.
Kadaj was in shock. He had not been kissed since he was about isx. He was not sure if being kissed by his older brother was good or bad.
"Oh, Yazoo! What brings you out here?" Loz asked Yazoo as he stepped out on the back porch.
Yazoo sat down o nthe porch swing with him on a cushion and smiled gleefully. "Wanna go on a picnic or to the movies after my birthday?"
". . . I don't know. Ask Kadaj!" Loz told him, not really in the mood for that kind of conversation.
"I already did! He agreed, so now I'm asking you!"
"Oh, Yazoo, I don't know!" Loz said grouchilly.
Yazoo scooted over against him. "Come on, Mr. Grumpy!" He said in a weird voice, poking Loz's right cheek.
"Stop that!" Loz yelled, hitting Yazoo's hand. Yazoo stared up at him sadly. Loz grunted, then gave in. "Fine! I'll go!"
"Yay! Thank you, big brother!" Yazoo squealed, then hugged him and kissed him on the right cheek.
Loz jerked his arms so that they were no longer around him, then hit him so hard that he fell into the swing's right arm. Yazoo's eyes swelled up with tears.
"What'd you do that for, stupid!" Loz yelled.
"I was trying to be nice, stupid!" Yazoo screamed back in a high-pitched voice. Tears were streaming down his face.
"Hey, guys, what're you all . . . doing . . .?" Kadaj asked, stepping out o nthe porch, seeing the scene.
"Don't ever call me that!" Loz told Yazoo, pushing his thin, fragile body into the swing arm again. Yazoo cried out in pain.
"What's going on!" Kadaj demanded.
Loz put his arm around Yazoo. "Um, Yazoo's on his . . . . . . uh, period and he's crampin' real bad. I just thought I'd comfort him," Loz lied.
"Loz, just because you have a 'monthly' doesn't mean Yazoo does!" Kadaj scolded, then turned his attention to Yazoo. "Why are you crying?"
"Loz hurt me!" Yazoo cried.
". . . I did? I thought you were cryin' because I hurt your feelings . . ." Loz told him, feeling a bit bad now.
"Duh!" Yazoo commented. "I'm not some big muscle-mass like you!"
"Loz, why'd you hurt him?" Kadaj questioned.
"He kissed me!" Loz replied.
"He kissed me,too, but I didn't hurt him!"
"Well, I don't particularly wanna make-out with my brother!"
"I wasn't! I was just trying to be nice! Kissing someone on the cheek means 'I love you', not 'I hate your guts'!" Yazoo informed, still crying.
"I'm sorry, Yazoo. Just don't kiss me any more, okay?" Loz apologized. "I don't like it. Guys our age don't do that stuff."
Just then, Elena fell out of a nearby tree. "Hey, honey!"
"Love Muffin!" Loz called to her, hugging on her as she stepped onto the porch. "Kadaj, shouldn't you carry Yazoo inside?"
"No, you should!" Kadaj answered.
Loz carried Elena inside, so Kadaj sat on the swing next to Yazoo. "Are you okay?"
"I'm hurt! He hit me really hard!" he told him. Kadaj hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. It made Yazoo feel good; he liked feeling his brother's gentle lips touch his soft cheek, but not in a homosexual kind of way; just on the cheek.
Loz came out and carried poor Yazoo into the house and onto the couch gently. "Where are you hurt?"
"My left shoulder and my right side," Yazoo told him.
Loz and Kadaj looked at his sore spots. His shoulder was really red - getting ready to form a nasty bruise - and his side looked rather bad - it was multi-colored already and was slightly cut from the sharp rectangular side of the swing arm.
"Loz, go get a couple of ice packs," Kadaj ordered.
When Loz came back, Yazo was whimpering and repostitioning himself on the couch. Loz handed Kadaj the ice packs, then decided to put Yazoo in bed. Once there, Yazoo rolled over onto his stomach. Loz left the room and Kadaj came in and placed one ice pack against his shoulder and one againsthis side. He left the room, came back, adn closed the door.
Kadaj gently rolled Yazoo onto his left side and unzipped his suit, then rolled him back over onto his stomach and raised ip up. He grabbed the rop of his pants and pulled them downward . . .
Yazoo gasped and fought past his wadded-up suit to the top of his pants and underwear and jerked them back up. He rolled back over onto his back, sat up, and screamed, "Lo-oz!"
Loz slung tehe door open and yelled, "What's wrong!"
"Kadaj is a pervert! He violated my privacy!"
"Huh?" Loz asked, confused. He shut the door behind him to keep Elena out and approached Yazoo.
"He looked at my butt without permission!"
"Hey, that's a good idea! Since you're hurtin' so bad, let's look and see what we can do for you!"
"No! Stay away!" Yazoo yelled.
Loz and Kadaj grabbed him and held him down.
So, weird? It's not really gay, even though it sounds it . . . next chapter: some one gets jelous of someone and some one runs away from home!