In Kadaj's point of view.
I wanted you to know,
I love the way you laugh,
I want to hold you high and steal your pain away,
I keep your photograph,
I know it serves me well,
I want to hold you high and steal your pain...
It had been half and hour. Loz still had not found Yazoo help. It seemed so hopeless... Yazoo was leaving a long, thin trail of blood across Loz as they sped towards and unknown destination or unknown origins. After I died... Loz and Yazoo shut down. And I know, I abused my role as a leader... and I know I abused the feelings of my brother... that is the part of me you know. You never knew who I really am... or who I wanted to be. Right know, all I want is to cradle Loz and Yazoo in my arms, tell them it's alright... but I can't. I've caused them so much pain... I want it to go away... for them. I'm telling you this through innumerable tears with the guilt tearing my heart out... their hope sews it back in... and every time Yazoo cringes... coughs up a mouthful of the molten rubies that course through his veins, cries those silent tears because he's afraid of the pain... I'm living an eternity of torture. The Lifeforce wanted me to come to it... it even asked if I would prefer Hell... no. I am nowhere. I stand here, next to Loz, unable to really see him, touch him... even speak to him. I'm broken...
'cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel light when you're gone away...
These words leave my lips... and they leave a bloody kiss. Yazoo is trying to hold on for Loz... and trying to come to me, his little brother, at the same time. It's physics, even when you're gone away, you can't be in two places at once. All Yazoo wants to do is comfort us... is this truly my fault? The blood and pain they have endured? Is it truly my fault? I have been gone for two days... and already one of my brothers is to the point of suicide on my behalf. I just want to end it. I want to live... or move on. I cannot bear this...
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain...
"I'm a bleeding heart, Yazoo... stay with Loz... I'm broken." gently, the words left my lips. Leaving a hot, bloody touch on my cheek. Yazoo was half here, half there. I could see Loz panicking on the other side. "NO! Yazoo, stay with me... I'm almost there. " Loz touched Yazoo's still shoulders.
"Loz..." Yazoo shifted slightly to turn and lean into Loz's warm chest. "Loz... I'm... sorry...Kadaj...wants...me...to...AH!...er... stay." Yazoo looked pale, blood still flowed, if ever slowly down his chest, the wind whipping it around his sides and into Loz's body. I looked at my brothers and begged not to see anymore... I can't handle this... I'd die a million times in the arms of Cloud. You'd think my death was painless, with the little bit you saw... but no. Every fleeting second hurt just that much more, and even in the comfort of someone's arms... I knew I had failed them. My brothers that I love so dearly were standing tall, though the materia had begun flaring into action, ready to kill Cloud Strife, though he had nothing to do with my... passage.
I don't want to remember I'm dead. I'm not even really dead. Just... trapped. Breaking into a million tiny pieces as my heart is torn out. Would you like to know how it feels? You will, someday. But as I tell you this, you have no idea. You would have to die and be trapped like a snake held upside-down by its tail. Or a woman who dies in labor and then watches, shattered, as the child itself is brought to a cold orphanage to live its life without a hint of warmth.
You know nothing of what I feel.
'cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away...
Yet again, bloody kisses enticed me and the black abyss that stood waiting grew a fraction bigger. I felt Yazoo's gentle touch on my face and looked back into the window to the world.
"HELP!" Loz half choked, half yelled. He hurridly untied Yazoo from himself and looked at him. Yazoo's silver hair was streaked with blood and the wound in his chest still bled nonstop. The bullet was visible, but just barely. About 100 yeards away, hidden behind the trees, a door to a cabin opened. Out stepped a red-haired Turk called Reno. 'There's still hope for you, nii-san, just hold on.'
"What's going on out here? Who's there?" Reno whipped out his shockstick. "Identify yourselves!"
"Please help me. He's dying." Loz sounded calm, but I knew, I could feel the pain he withheld. "I need your help... I can't lose him too..." Loz's neutral mask melted and he broke down into shaky tears. "I can't lose him..."
REno knelt beside Loz. "You!?! I thought we..." Reno took another look into Loz's eyes. He realized that the bad guy was crying. "Wha...?" He realized both the unconcious Yazoo and the concious Loz were both covered in blood. I thank whatever gods or goddesses there are for the Turk's compassion. "We'll call a medic. Bring him inside, you both need help."
I looked at the red-haired man and watched as my brothers entered the house, still thanking the gods for the human emotion of compassion.
Loz and Reno were able to call a medic, and Yazoo was saved. The three of them became friends and soon Yazoo was out in society as a respected member of the community.
I would die a thousand deaths just to be able to tell you that. But it isn't true... what happens next, I cannot bear to tell you. My time here runs short, and I must go. I'm... very sorry.
Don't worry, I'll be back. Sorry this chapter wasn't as "enticing" as the last couple. What happens next... I may cry as I type it. I have to go, but I'll be back with more soon! I promise!!!