"Yazoo? Dispose of them would you?"
Yazoo turned his head to the direction of the cage in the far corner of the abandoned house they decided to make their hideout.
Where did Kadaj manage to acquire a cage that was big enough to fit maybe two humans, was beyond Yazoo.
Currently it was only sanctuary for one person, and it was an annoying one at that. The pitiful cries and repeated gasp they admitted at they attempted to press themselves to the furthest end of the cage, practically glaring at him. They had snot running down there face and their eyes practically bulged from their head.
Yazoo made a face, wrinkling his nose as he turned away. They looked disgusting.
Turning back in the direction of his brother, Kadaj who had made the demand, he said, "You brung them in here, you take them out." Across from him Loz cackled as he looked through the broken down cabinets of the run down place. "What? Cant handle a little germs Yazoo?" He asked quizzically.
Yazoo glared at him and just as he was readying himself to respond to his other annoying brother, the person screamed out, "Let me out!"
Yazoo rolled his eyes as Kadaj slammed the pencil down and stood up quickly. He had been reading what little documents about mother he had gathered from Tseng and Elena when they sadly walked in their territory.
Kadaj angrily marched over to Yazoo and snatched his gun from his upholster underneath his coat before making his way to the cage.
The person started to kick in the small place, screaming at the top of their lungs and kicking at the cage as Kadaj approached.
"Shut the hell up!" Kadaj all but lashed out, pistol whipping the cage lock until it broke. The moment it opened he had dragged the person out by their foot as the tried to kick and scream, attempting to grab onto the floor or whatever was nearby.
Yazoo followed, making sure his brother didn't mess up and kill the person in frustration. Yazoo was not about to play body hider. He had better things he could do.
Yazoo watched as Kadaj threw them by their foot and through the rotting wooden front door. They pitifully kept rolling on their sides for a bit until they stopped and Kadaj raised his brothers pistol and sent off two warning shots into the air.
That was all it took for them to set off with the tree line, looking back once like a mad person. Yazoo leaned against the broken door frame, starring at the back of his brothers head who stood there panting angrily, trying to catch his breath.
Of all three of them, Kadaj was the easiest to set off. 'Childish.' Yazoo thought.
As if Kadaj had heard the thought, he whipped around and headed straight for Yazoo, who didn't even budge at his brother speeding figure come up to him.
Once Kadaj was close enough, he smashed the pistol into Yazoo chest who only moved his arm to grab it, smirking at his brothers annoyance.
"No. More. Hostages... from now on, we question them at the scene and beat the truth out of them." Kadaj was in his way back up the creaking stairs. Yazoo looked up, realizing the sky was turning a purple color and the sun was getting harder to see past the tree line.
He smiled to himself. 'Time to get away from these two, isn't it?' He thought to himself.
"Hey Kadaj? Loz? I'm going to town for tonight." He pushed himself from the frame, slowing walking his way to the stairs.
Loz, who had stayed up there during the whole ordeal, merely scoffed at this.
"What to screw someone?" He laughed. Yazoo rolled his eyes and smirked. "Precisely."
He heard Kadaj make a noise that sounded similar to one of gaging.
"Save us the details? That's gross."
"Yeah right Kadaj." Yazoo said breezily as he made his way out of the door.
"We're all the same age!" He heard his brother scream as he started up his bike. Loz's laughter following behind him.
Yazoo didn't know where these feeling came from. He didn't know why he carried himself the way he did versus is brothers but then again, he thought he carried himself way better than his brothers anyways.
Loz for the most part was huge and sporty. He seemed to have a childishness to him that you'd assume Kadaj would have considering he looked younger then both him and Loz but alas that wasn't the case.
Yazoo would talk openly about things he wanted. Adult themed things, that being.
And Loz would look at him funnily and ask why the hell he would want some of the things he talked about and would ask 'what's that? I don't get it' versus Kadaj who seemed to instantly comprehend his brothers behavior and was instantly repulsed in annoyed.
"Your going to catch an STD and when you do I'm not letting you be near me and Loz anymore." Kadaj had said after Yazoo had told him about one of the girls he got with in town.
"Wait..." Loz had said rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Why would he catch an STD if it's one girl? And why would we need to stay away from him?" Despite Loz trying to stick up for him he had to roll his eyes at his brothers dumb quiestion. Innocent, was the best way to describe his brother Loz which was odd considering he looked more brooding and apathetic then Kadaj did.
Kadaj on the other hand was on a total different wave from him or Loz.
He was always angry.
Everything he did was in the devotion of mother which yes, Yazoo appreciated however, it's as if his brother could just sit back and relax. And as much as he'd act repulsed by Yazoos seemingly natural sexual nature, he was just as guilty as him...
Flashback:
Kadaj's breath shuddered as Yazoo wrapped his finger around the base of his shaft, his thumb grazing over the slit of his manhood. Loz was asleep in his own room across from the little inn they decided to bed in for the night and Kadaj didn't want to be left alone.
"Yazoo..." he moaned bucking his hips into his hand and he closed his eyes and allowed his head to roll back.
Yazoo stared up at him licking his lips. God was this so, so very wrong but with them doing it it felt so good...
"Damn it Yazoo this is wrong..." he moaned out lewdly as his brother lips got closer to his. "It's wrong but your body is reacting in the right ways to let me know you like it brother..." Kadaj was the one to lean in and kiss Yazoo, moaning hotly into the kiss. As much as he wanted to fight his brother on that, he was correct.
Yazoo broke the kiss as Kadaj let out another lewd moan.
"Would you like more brother?" Kadaj, drunk on pleasure bobbed his whilst biting his lip as Yazoo squeezed him just right to make his vision go white briefly.
Yazoo smirked, watching his big, bad, brother Kadaj, unfold under just a hand job.
"Beg me for it."
The wind hit Yazoo's face, bringing him out of the dirty memory. He smirked at how worked up he had gotten his own self at merely rekindling it. Suddenly the thought of screwing someone else left his mind. He wanted his brother again.
He stopped the bike off the side of the road, noticing how it had gotten darker. He whipped out the little annoying flip phone and dialed Kadajs phone.
It ring for a bit before he heard the seemingly annoyed, "What?" On his side of the phone.
"I was thinking... why don't we stay in an inn for the time being?" Kadaj went quiet. The last time they had been in an Inn together, that had happened. Kadaj would be lying though if he said he hadn't missed his brothers lips around his-
"Kadaj?" Kadaj blinked profusely before straightening his thoughts out.
"Sorry, and what about the hostage? They're still out there." Kadaj whispered into the receiver. Loz was outside messing with something on his bike but the mere thought of Loz finding out about the 'brotherly' relationship he and Loz had started up scared him.
"Well then why don't you give Loz something to do? Or better yet why don't we ask him-" Kadaj shut the phone quickly, his face starting to burn up.
He felt his dick starting to grow harder and the leather of his outfit didn't exactly help restrain it.
Yazoo smirked at the fact that he had gotten him worked up and with ought another word he whipped his bike around and headed back straight for the house.