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Chapter Two

One bag, three bags…five bags…it seemed as if they kept on growing. Was it really necessary for him to buy so much stuff? Mind the fact that the contents weren't so heavy, it was just getting awkward to hold by ones' self. Yazoo grumbled as he shifted the bags in his arms watching as his younger brother bounded off childishly ahead of him. For once Kadaj wasn't wearing his whole leather suit. Only the pants remained, with a newly added white t-shirt that had black strips across the shoulder and a cross design across his shoulder blades.

"Yazoo" Kadaj chirped as he spun on his heels to look at his older brother. He leaned slightly forward with a grin on his face. His hair was pulled back in a loose pony tail with his bangs free to blow loosely around his beautiful features. His hips were more emphasized without the black trench coat, Yazoo nodded.

"Hai?" Yazoo replied as he stopped to stand just shy of a meter before Kadaj. Maybe he should have been like Kadaj and wore less leather. It was unbearably hot today…

"I think our wardrobe needs to be more…fuller…" Kadaj snickered…words like fuller sounded hysterical to him but it pissed Yazoo off to no end when he used them. He saw the flicker in his brother's eyes and the twitch of his soft lips but he just nodded.

"Can we drop this stuff off back at Clouds?" Yazoo inquired as once more he struggled to hold all the bags. Sometimes Kadaj was just too selfish, but then again, some of the stuff wasn't for Kadaj but for Yazoo spent by Kadajs' money.

"Mmm…" Kadaj leaned back throwing his arms in the air, stretching his body. His shirt rose slightly, exposing his toned stomach. His pants hung low on his slender hips, so dangerously low…Yazoo just wanted to tug them off.

Yazoo bit down on his tongue really hard, why am I having these thoughts? He's my brother! But he's so…damn…sexy… Yazoo blinked as he noticed that Kadaj had run his own hand up his stomach lifting his shirt higher and higher.

"I suppose we can…" Kadaj drawled lightly as his eyes watch Yazoos' which were following his hand. So easy… Kadaj thought with a grin. "I guess you want me to take one or two of those bags?"

Yazoo ripped his eyes off of Kadajs' torso and to the face of the one who addressed him. "Eh…oh, yeah." Yazoo nodded feeling rather embarrassed once more. How many times was this going to happen in one day?

Kadaj dropped his hand and reached forward taking two bags out of Yazoos' arms before turning and heading in the direction of Clouds' current residence. Yazoo was only a few steps behind him.

Arriving at Clouds'

Kadaj shifted so the second bag he held leaned against his other arm so he could dig out the key from his pocket. Dropping his wallet and a mint onto the ground he finally found the keys to the door. Shoving the key into the lock he twisted it to the right and heard the bolt slide free allowing them entrance.

Pushing open the door, Kadaj dropped his bags on the ground and bent down to get the keys. As Yazoo was still behind him, Kadaj felt an idea flow. Running his hand slowly across the ground, he lifted his hips higher into the air before he slowly grabbed the keys and returned to a standing position. Kadaj turned his head slightly to look at his long haired brother over his shoulder. Yazoo was blushing though trying to hide it.

"I can be so clumsy sometimes…I wonder if mother will forgive me for it." Kadaj shrugged before gathering up the groceries once more, making sure to sway his hips as he walked into the next room.

Yazoo didn't follow him immediately. He had to calm his breathing first. "If only Loz were here right now…I'd feel better at being able to handle this…" Yazoo sighed as he stepped forward following his brother into the next room to put away the groceries.

Bar

Loz dried off his hands after unplugging the sink. Working with Tifa wasn't bad; she was actually a really kind individual. The only thing that he really didn't like was that she talked too much. About annoying things too, like…to him. What else? Her voice was annoying beyond belief; it was like he was a child. That's the feeling he got when talking with her. But he didn't want to loose this job so he remained quiet.

"I'm still uneasy with having Cloud not living in the orphanage." Tifa grumbled as she came up beside him and serving a customer a jug of beer. The foam flowed over the edges and down the handle but the recipient didn't seem to care. He was already drunk to begin with.

"Oh? Maybe space was all he needed. And it's not like he's alone now anyways." Loz replied. He learned that she could trail off topic a lot and that would lead to a longer more annoying conversation. The day was almost through and he knew so much about her already.

"How long will that be for? Hmm? You guys don't plan on living there forever do you?" She inquired as she stepped closer to Loz. "Did you even know him before he brought you strays home?"

Temper Loz…hold it. "No, but we're staying at least for a while or until he kicks us out." Loz replied tartly before he took the next order from another customer.

"Oh." Tifa just nodded before giving him a gentle smile. "I hope I didn't offend you, that wasn't my intension."

"I know." Loz just smiled at her before he went back to work. The smell of the bar was tame, so his stomach wasn't queasy but he felt sick for some odd reason. Maybe because he was nervous of messing something up.

"You can go home after three. I don't want to make you work so hard on the first day." Tifa spoke as she passed him grabbing a clean glass while she was at it.

Loz stiffened. "I haven't…" It was two fifteen now…

"You haven't done anything wrong so don't worry." Tifa explained. "I was planning on closing early because Marlene has caught a cold and I need to take care of her without interruptions. Besides the fact it's your first day, I don't want you to think I'm an evil employer."

Loz burst out laughing, feeling some of his worry lift away. "Hai, I'll do just that then."

Returning his attention back to work, it seemed that there were more customers for the next twenty minutes but Loz didn't mind it all too much. But for some ungodly reason his mind kept on wondering off to the thought of his two brothers.

These thoughts were anything but clean though, which shocked Loz. Sure he was older and had experienced more pleasures in life then they had but still…this was his brothers he was thinking about! Mind you it never stopped him when he dreamt. Their figures were clear in his mind, clothing slowly being stripped away from their lithe, hot bodies.

"My god…" Loz whispered as he felt his pants begin to feel tight against his lower body. This was going to be something…these feelings.

Mall

"It's so big!" Kadaj cheered as he spun around twice before laughing and waiting for Yazoo to catch up with him. "I want to go to that store and that one…oh and that one too!"

Yazoo followed Kadajs' finger as he pointed at three different clothing stores. This was just after the entrance to the mall doors; they were going to be here awhile. Kadaj grabbed his hand and began to pull him towards the first store and received no resistance. Good.

The clothing store wasn't exactly a store that Yazoo wasn't used to but it did make him a little bit nervous. The clothing was meant to be tight, short and sexy. And put that with Kadaj and Yazoo knew that his pants would be hurting him soon. Just the thought of his brother in these types of clothes was beginning to turn him on. His free hand idly moved to the front of his pants and he shifted his body so that he was slightly behind him. Kadaj seemingly didn't notice.

"Help me pick out something good." Kadaj whispered as he turned and leaned in close to Yazoo. "I'll pick something out for you. We can do…like…a fashion show…yeah of trying on clothes for each other and stuff. Now let's get started!"

Yazoo bit back the groan of protest as he was left to search on his own through the store. Kadaj was already flicking through stands of clothes and grabbing out occasional pieces.

"Might as well do the same…" Yazoo whispered as he turned to do as suggested. Honestly, all leather was a bad choice to wear for this day.

To be continued