A/N: Some of the credit for this has to go to my Onii-san, Ralan, who not only helped me place the characters in fitting roles, but also actually bought FFVII AC. See, it isn't out yet in our country. The only way you can get hold of it is by ordering it over the net or going to Malaysia or some such place. He got it via e-bay. So, arigato Onii-san. (Note: Onii-san is homophobic, so he finds the pairings in this disturbing, but likes the rest of it. XD )

Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII, FFVII AC, or any of the characters, and I am making no profit from this fiction.

Summary: AU fic. Sephiroth, Kadaj, Yazoo, Loz and Cloud are all brothers. Cloud has a different father to the others though. They start a band. This is the story of their progress through the music industry. Pairings; SephirothxCloud, YazooxKadaj, possibly more later (undecided as of yet. Requests for pairings are considered as long as they don't interfere with the aforementioned pairings).

Positions in the band;

Cloud: Main Vocals, Backup Electric Guitar

Sephiroth: Manager, Main Electric guitar, Backup Vocals (the crazy, screaming, hardcore kind. Sort of like The Used crossed with Slipknot.)

Kadaj: Main Base guitar, Backup Vocals (lighter screaming, not nearly as deep as Sephiroths' and a different kind of insane.)

Yazoo: Main keyboard/piano, Backup Synthesizer.

Loz: Main Drums, Backup none

Warnings: AU, incest, yaoi, shounen-ai, slash (whatever you want to refer to it as, it's guy-on-guy), angst, graphic scenes, some bad language, violence, me totally screwing around with ages of characters, various degrees of OOCness (hopefully not too much though), and possibly really bad song lyrics (because if I add any lyrics, they will be of my or my brothers' creation. My brother's are lyrics really good. Mine are pretty bad).

The sound of Clouds' electric guitar rang out through the air and hung for a second, slowly fading as the song closed. He turned and grinned at his brothers.

"That was great, guys." Loz pumped his fist in the air and they all smiled back at Cloud.

"Yeah, when we finally do get a gig, we'll definitely be ready." Kadaj added, giving a pointed look to Sephiroth, who sighed.

"It's not that easy to get a gig around here. You're forgetting, our kind of music isn't popular in most main-stream places." He said in monotone, and then smirking. "Which makes it all the more impressive that I have actually found a gig for us." They all stared at him for a second, and then Cloud jumped on him, while the others cheered in the background. After they had fully digested the new information, they all gathered around Sephiroth, who still had Cloud clinging to him, and started questioning him.

"Where is it?"

"When is it?"

"How many songs do we get to play?" Sephiroths' smirk broadened as he answered the questions. "The gig is on Saturday night at ten, it's at The Reactor, and we get to play three songs." They all took another pause to stare at him, for various reasons. Then the talk started again.

"The Reactor? Isn't that a really popular club? How did you manage that?"

"Saturday! Today is Thursday! Only Two days away!" Sephiroth kept smirking throughout it all, then cut in.

"I managed because I am a brilliant manager, and yes, two days away. That means we had better get practicing, doesn't it?" His last statement was met by everyone scrambling to their places and instruments, all but Yazoo grinning insanely.

Saturday Night at The Reactor.

Cloud was breathing heavily, and sweating. His hands twisted as he tried to calm his nerves. Sephiroth, looking calm as always, came up to him and pressed their lips together. Clouds hands chose to grip Sephiroths' shoulders as their tongues danced. He pulled away, gasping for air, but he felt calmer and more confident. He smiled at Sephiroth in thanks. A voice boomed out over the speakers, penetrating the noise of the club.

"Now for a new group. Here are Geostigma, in their debut performance." Cloud and the others composed themselves, Yazoos' face becoming emotionless, the others smirking, their movements and stances suddenly full of confidence, liquid grace and attitude. The black leather clad brothers walked out onto the stage.

-TBC-

A/N: Ok, tell me if you want to see more of this. Note that the future chapters will probably be longer, this is really just a prologue. Also, tell me if there are any future pairings that you want to see in this if you want to see it continue. Reviews are greatly appreciated.