Chapter 11: Water Boarding.
Yoru sputtered as her head was dragged up from the filled bath tub in front of her. Sephiroth was Water boarding her. He had said "It will help you to remember the one you are truly meant to be with", but it seemed more like he was punishing her for not remembering. Yoru gasped for air, her hands tied behind her back and her long silver hair balled and clutched in Sephiroth's vice-like grip. "My dear, beloved Yoru. Have you still not remembered a thing?"
Yoru looked up at him weakly, with pleading eyes. Sephiroth's eyes seemed to soften if only for a moment, and he let her hair fall down around her shoulders. "I've missed that look, Yoru. You used to look at me like that, begging me not to leave you to attend to my duties as a First Class SOLDIER." He leaned his forehead against hers, his breath sending shivers of cool air through her paled wet cheeks.
Fear took hold of Yoru as she pulled away from him, trying not to make eye contact. "Yoru, you'll remember soon enough." He grabbed her by the hair again forcing her head under the water that the tub held. Yoru thrashed about struggling but Sephiroth held her under only bringing her back up for breath when her thrashing about slowed and weakened. "Only once more for today Yoru." Yoru coughed and inhaled deeply as her head was thrust towards the water.
It was quiet afterwards; Sephiroth had released her from the hand-cuffs that held her hands securely behind her back, for now. Sephiroth had left her lying limply on the bathroom floor holding back her tears of misery until he left. "Yoru." She flinched as footsteps came towards her. Gentle hands slid around her pulling her into their lap and leaning her head against their chest. "Yoru it's alright." The person replied softly, stroking her head to comfort her. She whimpered turning towards the warmth murmuring Cloud's name.
The hand stopped for only a moment but continued to stroke her head comfortingly. "No, my name is Yazoo. I loved you very much, Yoru. Far more then a sibling should." She whimpered again showing she didn't understand, and he laughed lightly at this. "Kadaj, our other brother, held the same deep love for you." She shook her head moving more towards the warmth she desperately needed at this moment.
"Loz was the only one who saw you as a sister, we saw you as our lover." Yoru froze, she understood this much. "You used to tell me you preferred my company over Sephiroth, Kadaj and Loz's. You told me I was a perfect mix of all three. Protective, strong, loving, smart, and only a little possessive. But over all you said I was beautiful, my hair didn't hold the luster Sephiroth's did, but it was also not twisted with such hate that his was and that made me more beautiful then him. Even if I did not have his black Jenova wing."
Yazoo was holding Yoru closely, her breath had caught in her throat. "Don't remember Yoru, for Cloud's sake don't remember." She whispered in the depths of her mind. Yazoo tilted her face up bringing her to see his face at last. His eyes where a beautiful Mako Green color, his hair touching just below his shoulder blades and his face was smoothed over with what she thought love looked like. "Yoru, please love me. Please love me and only me."
He brought his lips down gently on hers. A sick and twisting feeling rose in her stomach. She squirmed, trying to break free from Yazoo's hold. When she was finally able to pull away Yazoo looked confused as tears began to flow down her cheeks, he had done something wrong hadn't he? "Yoru, what's wrong?" He leaned forward brushing her wet silver hair away from her face and inspecting it carefully. He kissed away the tear on her cheek that had escaped making her shudder.
He didn't understand why she was reacting this way, was this one possible effect of her memory loss Sephiroth had told him and his brothers about? He watched her carefully for a moment before standing. "It hurts so much seeing you like this Yoru, I can't stand it but I don't have the power to protect you from our older brother right now. Wait for me Yoru." He left not looking back at her pitiful shaken state. "No," she murmured. "I won't wait for you, ever. I won't wait for anyone but Cloud, I won't love anyone but Cloud." She dragged herself to the bed in the next room and cried herself to sleep. How long would this pain last?
The next day, Yazoo brought Yoru her breakfast. A soft smile placed on his face when he saw her delicate sleeping figure. "Yoru, dear sister I have brought you breakfast." He placed it on the bedside table and brushed some hair from her face as she turned groaning slightly. "Cloud…?" She sighed trying to block the sunlight that had managed to escape the strangling trees. Yazoo frowned at hearing his enemy's name. "No Yoru, its Yazoo. Please forget that foolish 'Hero'."
Yoru looked up wearily. Yazoo's face was gentle looking enough. The memories of last night made her nod though, just to appease him. "G'morning Yazoo." She greeted changing the subject. This seemed to please Yazoo and he moved the trey from the nightstand to her lap as she sat up. "We made you breakfast dear sister, though I'm afraid we're not much for cooks." She poked at the lightly browned omelet with Cheese, bacon, and sausage slipping from the inside accompanied by tanned Toast and Orange Juice. "It's fine." She croaked. She quickly covered her mouth looking up slightly embarrassed.
Yazoo chuckled slightly, leaning in with a gentle smile crossing his lips. "Oh Yoru, You must have a sore throat from the water boarding!" He pulled away again the smile still gracing his lips. "Don't worry, Sephiroth is gone today." Yoru looked gratefully up to Yazoo as she began to eat quickly, as if she was afraid it would be taken from her. "I'll stay with you for the day if you would like Yoru." She looked up while she ate not responding immediately. "If you've got things to do, you should do them." Her words where cold, yes, but this man in front of her sent chills of remembrance up her spine. It was the sort that she was sure would bring memories that Zack would want her to keep locked away.
He watched her carefully, trying to find the source of her words, though finding nothing he would find a threat he stood nodding. "I understand. Girls like to have time to alone sometimes." He smiled lovingly at her as he left. The door clicked shut behind him, Yoru watched for a moment to see if he would come back in. He didn't so she finished her breakfast and scanned the room. The room was decorated with things that felt so familiar, and a single picture hung on the wall opposite where she sat in bed.
"Yoru, Don't look at it!" Zack's voice begged. She shook it off, what harm could looking at it hold? She crawled out of the bed and walked over to the wall the picture was on. Little silver stars littered the black wall and a small circle of them seemed to bubble it. Four figures stood in front of a tall green tree little flecks of light falling down on them. "Yoru! Don't look at it!" She began looking at the left, She stood smiling gently as a taller silver haired man had his arm wrapped around her shoulder. "Sephiroth…" she breathed. "I did know him." Her eyes wandered to the person next to him.
"Yoru, stop it! You'll loose yourself!" A spiky black haired man with beautiful blue mako eyes grinned at the camera. He held Yoru's hand as they both made peace signs together. Yoru's breath caught for a moment as she stared at him. She dragged her eyes to the last figure, his blond hair shot up in spikes that defied gravity and his icey blue eyes and shy smile towards the camera made it hard for her to breath. "Cloud Strife, Zack Fair, Sephiroth, and Yoru." She recited. "Yoru…" Zack's voice pleaded in her mind. "Please get rid of this picture, remember nothing."
She took the picture from the wall and held it close to her chest as she sank to the floor tears seeping from her eyes. "Zack, why am I crying?" She hiccupped hanging her head slightly. "Suppress it all." He murmured to her avoiding the question. She took a deep breath raising her head nodding and hesitantly pushed the picture under her bed face down.