Chapter Three

The curtains swung open admitting the youth to leave the small changing room. Swaying his hips in a modeling madder he walked forward. Kadaj spun once before pausing in front of his brother.

"Well, what do you think?" Kadaj inquired as he leaned on one leg, hands on hips. His legs were clad in tight black leather that had an empty strip off the right leg that was held together by black string. Buckles fell down the left pant leg and stopped just short of the knee. Tank-top netting that crossed his torso, and black with silver flames coated the wrist bands he wore on his upper body.

"Gorgeous." Yazoo commented before clamping a hand across his mouth. He hadn't meant for that to be said aloud, rather saying 'it suits you' should have been said. Yazoo did believe his brother gorgeous; he looked hot in almost anything. He had that feeling again that told him Kadaj had coaxed that out of him on purpose…it was like he already knew that Yazoo loved him more then just a brother. The thought alone sent shivers down his spine…if he already knew, then why not say anything? Was he just messing with him? He probably thought it disgusting too.

"Really?" Kadaj chirped as he strutted closer to Yazoo who was sitting on a chair in the changing room hallway. Kadaj only stopped progressing forward when his legs were on either side of Yazoos', slowly lowering himself onto his brothers' lap.

"Un…" Yazoo nodded, shifting slightly. He's so close… Feeling Kadaj shift closer, Yazoo raised his eyes so they met those that matched his own. Silence…

"It's flexible…I think I'll get it. I'm glad you found it." Kadaj bent forward and planted his lips against Yazoos' cheek before slipping off his lap and disappearing behind the curtain once more. Yazoo grumbled before sliding off the chair and grabbing the clothes that Kadaj had got for him to try on. All of them fit perfectly and were styles that he loved…Kadaj knew him so well.

"I'm ready, let's go." Kadaj announced as he appeared at his side. Yazoo nodded and they moved to the cashier to purchase their new found wardrobe. The lady behind the desk was kind but seemed rather bored, until they arrived before her. Her eyes lit up and she smiled.

"Found something you liked?" She inquired as she ripped off the tags after scanning them.

She was memorized by their looks, Yazoo noted. This was usual, but it still bothered him. In a way, it was like sharing their image. He didn't want to share Kadaj, not with anyone. Kadaj was still of purity, and such people would taint him. Such impure creatures…

"Thanks and have a good day." She called as they walked out of the store.

"That took longer then expected ne?" Kadaj snickered as he linked his arms through Yazoos', carrying all of his possessions in his other hand.

"Found you!" Both brothers turned, recognizing the voice instantly.

"Loz…" Yazoo smiled pulling away from Kadaj and stepping closer to his older brother. "Good timing, I have to do something, can you hold my stuff for me and wait here with Kadaj?"

Yazoo didn't wait for an answer; he shoved his bags into his brother's arms and took off into the mall. Washroom…where is one when you need it?

"What brings' you here? Aren't you supposed to be working?" Kadaj inquired as he leaned his head against Lozs' shoulder. His brother smelled like beer though he knew very well that Loz hadn't been drinking. If anything Loz despised alcohol like beer. Wine was the only beverage with any sort of alcohol that he enjoyed. Kadaj couldn't understand why. Not that Kadaj had ever tasted either; his brothers were too 'evil' that way and refused his wanting to try them.

"I was let off early; she said she'd give me a definite schedule in a day or so." Loz explained, trying his hardest to avoid looking at Kadaj. He was sure that his youngest brother was looking at him with that confident gaze of his, loose strands of silver cascading across his handsome features. He wouldn't be able to prevent an arousal though he felt his groin begin to react just to thoughts such as these.

"I see…" Kadaj ran his free hand up Lozs' arm then down again almost lazily. He enjoyed feeling how strong Lozs' arms were. It made him curious as to how they would feel wrapped around him, holding him close or taking him roughly.

"Loz…" Kadaj slowly pulled himself so he stood before his brother, his eyes meeting matching ones.

"Hai?" Loz replied as he watched his brother step closer to him. His breath hitched as he felt Kadaj's slender arms wrap around his neck, pulling their bodies together. He felt Kadaj's hips grind against him slowly before he loosened his arms around him beginning to step away.

"No." Loz snapped, wrapping his strong arm around Kadaj's waist and pulling him back against him. Damn, I cracked! I can't believe what I just did! Loz yelled at him self mentally before realizing why bother to stop here?

Kadaj let out a gasp, but inwardly smirked. He knew Loz too well! He knew Loz much better then he knew Yazoo which made things a lot easier for him.

Loz bent his head capturing Kadajs' lips with his own, their lips fitting together effortlessly. His lips were soft and wanting as Loz pressed his tongue at those lips which admitted him into Kadaj's mouth. He groaned inwardly when he heard his younger sibling moan into the kiss and held him closer then before.

Finally parting for air, Loz pulled back but didn't relinquish his grip around Kadaj's waist. His eyes sparkled as he saw how moist and full Kadaj's lips were and his cheeks tainted pink. He looked so gorgeous.

"Ne…maybe we should continue this later…" Kadaj whispered as his body was held tighter against Loz, whose hands were groping his buttocks.

"Maybe…" Loz replied huskily as he reluctantly let go. He was aroused, but he knew he'd have to wait until they returned home, that is…when Yazoo returned. "What's taking him so long?"

Kadaj blinked, not understanding who he was talking about at first. "Oh." Kadaj looked around, scanning the mall for any signs of their missing brother. Just by the corner to the hallway that led to the washrooms was their sibling, but he wasn't alone. Six or seven men had approached him and were starting to push him back from the way he came. Yazoo him self, looked nervous and rather annoyed at the same time by the situation he was being placed into.

Kadaj tapped Loz on the shoulder, pointing in that direction. Loz nodded and they both moved through the crowd of people towards their sibling. Just their luck that it seemed more people had arrived to do some shopping.

"Hey kitty, want to come with us?"

Yazoo shivered. Their voice was coated with beer, they were drunk…or almost there. Yazoo took a deep breath before replying.

"I'd rather not." He moved to pass them, but like all of these types of situations, they blocked his path. "What, didn't you hear me?"

"Haha, very cute little kitty." This man had short brown hair and his build was that similar to Loz's but bigger on his torso and arms. His hands were huge, Yazoo noticed. The man to his right had black hair with his lip pierced and looked to be in his mid 20s'. He wore black pants and knuckle rings on his left hand. The third man had orange hair and freckles, but his face structure was rough and he bore a scar down his left cheek. The fourth looked the exact same as the first, they were obviously brothers. The last two both had black hair that reached their chins and looked to be about 28 to 30 years of age.

"Stop calling me that." Yazoo snapped, but gasped as his arms were grabbed by the two brothers and he was pulled back down the hall. As much as he struggled, it seemed that he made no progress on escaping. They were stronger then they looked.

"Come with us, we've got something for you." The man with short brown hair slurred into his ear as he was pushed up against a wall in the men's' washroom. His knee slid between Yazoo's thighs, rubbing against him forcefully.

"You do realize I'm a male right?" Yazoo inquired as he felt a shudder of disgust course through his whole body. His arms were pinned to his side by shoulder and wrist preventing his upper body to move against any action. His legs were supporting him and besides, there were more of them by far and he was helpless from doing anything beyond wiggling in their grasps.

"Mmm…you smell so good kitty." His name tag, must have just gotten off work, Yazoo noticed, said the man's name was Jonas. Jonas ran his hands up Yazoo's flanks, slowly dropping lower.

"Fuck…you." Yazoo hissed, spitting on the man's face. Yazoo couldn't hide the grin as the man stepped back shocked, his hand rising to wipe off his cheek.

"Maybe kitty is too nice a word, eh?" The man to his left with black hair and a pierced lip sneered.

"You're right, Rodale. How about…" Jonas tapped his chin thoughtfully.

"Pussy." Rodale grinned as his hand groped at Yazoo's groin while his other hand tugged at his collar.

Yazoo's eyes widened and he began to struggle even harder but he felt his wrists beginning to bruise as their grip on him didn't slack. He began to throw curses at them but no words stopped them as they slid their hands up his shirt, playing with his nipples. Yazoo heard the other two men moan as they watched their friends explore his body, and this appalled him all the more. And what appalled him most was his body betraying him. Sure it was understandable for his brothers to set this reaction, but not for some lowly, disturbing men like these that had to force their way into someone's' heart and pants.

"Don't…"

"But you seem to be enjoying it, pussy." The voice was all too familiar, that of one of his brothers. Yazoo whipped his head around to look at the door where two silver haired men now stood, the younger with hands on hips. Yazoo narrowed his eyes, how long have they been there for?

"Now lay off you guys, before you get hurt. We'll take over from here." Loz snickered before moving into a fighting stance. Kadaj merely flexed his hands before loosely dropping them off his hips.

"And what makes you guys think you can boss us around?" Rodale growled, slowly turning to face the brothers. "This pussy is ours!" He lunged forward fist raised, and his strength into his legs as he ran.

Loz grinned, shifting his weight back before he reacted. "Dumb move."

TBC.

Well, there you go