Cold Wind
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
808
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Cold Wind::Chapter 1
Cold Wind
Ok guys I haven't written a fanfiction in a long, long, long, long time. Recently I saw FFVII Advent Children (see two days ago) and became absolutely infatuated with the Silver Haired Men, especially dear Yazoo. The I decided that Kadaj and Yazoo would be unbelievably hot together and began my search here. Unfortunately I only found a few to read and they didn't fit the image I had of thes two "brothers" in my head so I had to fill the gap. Please R&R but resist flaming, even though I know it's hard for some of you, you will only get silence or biting remarks in return. First and foremost I hope you enjoy it. I tried to catch my spelling/grammar but I don't have a spell checker, and please excuse this rambling thing as I am a little drunk (wasn't when I wrote it!)
Disclaimer::Oh also none of these characters or anything belong to me...I'm just borrowing them...yeah...borrowing. This story is disclaimed.
Yazoo’s POV
My little brother…My Kadaj. I’ve been watching you for a long time. Did you know that? Even when you were a baby, and the scientists brought Loz and I to see you, I thought you were so beautiful, so perfect. You were the prettiest baby I had ever seen. Now that you’re older it hurts me to look at you. You’re so bright, brighter than Loz and I. We are powerful, but your light puts ours to shame. It is no surprise that you quickly established yourself as leader. I will never forget that, being completely at your mercy, the three of us fighting against each other, to see who would lead us. You won easily but you spared both of us, whether it was from affection or the simple fact that you would need us in the fight ahead I don’t know. I hope it was the former.
My hand goes to trace the mark of that fight with you under the constricting leather of my suit. I watch you and Loz in silence. Tonight is tense. Normally we would be talking, Loz and I playfully arguing about something until you tire of watching us. Loz would normally end up crying. But we would be entering the fray soon, we could all feel it, feel him and Mother. I know you feel them the most, but I feel them too. Some days I feel I will go completely insane because of them, they lead me and tell me what I must do in order to complete our goals, and I know they do you. It is no surprise to me, your nature, your anger and your fire. You are ever changing, strong because of them and yourself, and weak because you wish to not hear them anymore. I would never dare to tell you I know though…that I’ve heard you crying at night, when you think we are asleep. You beg them to come to you and you beg them to leave you be. Your cries are often so pitiful and so needy that I want to go to you and hold you, soothe your pain away, maybe one day I will. When I’m not so much of a coward…..
“Na Yazoo. What are you staring at?”
I snap out of my thoughts and focus on you, realizing that I have been staring at you, well more into the space you’re in, during my thoughts. I shake my head and grin sheepishly.
“Nothing sorry…I was just thinking.”
You look at me questioningly and then go back to your food. I begin to eat mine as well, realizing with a grimace that I have let it go cold.
Kadaj’s POV
Why do you always stare at me Yazoo? It’s weird…it makes my skin crawl the way you look at me, but it’s strange, I like it…and I hate it. Me and you, we’ve always had a bond haven’t we? Not that I don’t love Loz…he is my brother after all, but he doesn’t make me feel the way that you do. I don’t love it when he looks at me and yearn for his smiles like I do yours. So seldom your true smiles. You always look so sad.
I’m watching you now, we’ve traded off. You’re not looking at me anymore. I watch the way you eat, so precise, just like everything you do, your full lips taking in every bite so carefully, the firelight makes your hair shine like quicksilver and your features thrown into sharp contrast…so different from me but also the same. I have to look away when your lips capture your fingers to clean them and I feel a flush grow onto my skin lightly. I clear my throat and I hear your fingers pull away from your mouth with a wet sound that makes me shudder as you look up at me with an inquiring noise. Loz does too.
“ We should be in Midgar in the next week or so…that’s big brother’s city. You know the boss said he might have Mother.” I watch the both of you nod and continue. “ Soon we’ll be fighting, really fighting, so I want us to not lose sight of each other.” I look over at Loz who is getting teary eyed, he’s such a big baby, then I look at you and you smile and nod at me, so reassuringly. It makes me feel good about what we have to do.
“I’m going to go to bed. You two should go soon too.”
Yazoo’s POV
I watch you get up and go to wash your hands in the small stream. After that you stand again and relieve yourself and I look away to the fire again uncomfortably. I don’t get how you and Loz can just go wherever. I hear your zipper and then watch you go to gather your sleeping bag and pillow. The moonlight makes you look so…ethereal, otherworldly. Your silver hair shines in it and your lithe body, encased in leather, moves so gracefully. “Stop looking.” I admonish myself with this thought and look back to Loz.
“Na Loz. Sleepy?”
The big man looks over at me and blearily rubs his eyes, trying to hide a yawn.
“Not really.”
I smirk and give a short laugh before getting up to retrieve my own bed things, passing by you with a light smile. You catch it and smile back at me. You look so sweet when you smile! So deceptively innocent. My own smile widens as I get my sleeping bag, but it is gone by the time I go to spread it out. I smile to myself secretly again as I spread out my sleeping bag beside yours, prime real estate as far as I’m concerned. I try to spread it out as close as possible without being too obvious. I don’t really want you to know my secret. I don’t want to lose those sweet smiles you give me or the way you call me brother or look up to me so I’ll just be quiet and keep these strange feeling to myself.
Kadaj’s POV
You‘re doing it again. I’ve noticed for a while you move your sleeping space closer and closer to mine. Tonight you’ve gotten it so close I could probably reach out and touch you in your sleep. I wonder why you do that. I don’t really mind though…it’s better than sleeping beside Loz. He snores horribly and his breath smells! I take off my boots and settle in. You go off to relieve yourself. You liked privacy. I turn my head to watch you as you walk away, admiring you slim figure, especially your long legs. When you walk away I turn back to my task, setting my boots aside and unclasping the belts that hold my coat to my legs. Loz is spreading his things out too, he is on the other side of you, a well established sleeping dynamic, established mainly after me complaining, and loudly, about Loz’s snores and breath. That and I think he looks up to you more than me… After a bit I hear you wandering back to the camp. I look up as you near then circle of fire, just in time to see you start to remove the tight, long coat that matched mine. My face heats up and I look away before I can see your skin…your perfect, creamy, delectable skin. I shake my head and grit my teeth against the thoughts of you. It was gross! It was wrong…right?
“You ok Kadaj?”
I hear your voice, so smooth and deep, it sends a brief chill down my spine.
“Ah yeah…just tired I guess.”
I look up and smile at you, you smile softly back and lower yourself to your sleeping bag and I can’t help but let my eyes sweep over you for a few seconds before breaking away and settling in myself.
“Good night Loz.”
I hear our bigger brother answer sleepily and I smirk before turning to face you. Your eyes already closed.
“Good night Yazoo….”
My voice is softer now, my mind telling me it is only because it does not have to travel so far. After a moment your eyes open again and look over me before granting me another of your mysterious smiles.
“Good night Kadaj…”
You reach over and squeeze my hand gently before withdrawing. I force myself to smile although my heart is beating so fast and hot inside. My hand tingles where you touched me, so soft and yet for some reason so thrilling. I resolve myself to think about it later and snuggle into my pillow to try and sleep.
Ok guys I haven't written a fanfiction in a long, long, long, long time. Recently I saw FFVII Advent Children (see two days ago) and became absolutely infatuated with the Silver Haired Men, especially dear Yazoo. The I decided that Kadaj and Yazoo would be unbelievably hot together and began my search here. Unfortunately I only found a few to read and they didn't fit the image I had of thes two "brothers" in my head so I had to fill the gap. Please R&R but resist flaming, even though I know it's hard for some of you, you will only get silence or biting remarks in return. First and foremost I hope you enjoy it. I tried to catch my spelling/grammar but I don't have a spell checker, and please excuse this rambling thing as I am a little drunk (wasn't when I wrote it!)
Disclaimer::Oh also none of these characters or anything belong to me...I'm just borrowing them...yeah...borrowing. This story is disclaimed.
Yazoo’s POV
My little brother…My Kadaj. I’ve been watching you for a long time. Did you know that? Even when you were a baby, and the scientists brought Loz and I to see you, I thought you were so beautiful, so perfect. You were the prettiest baby I had ever seen. Now that you’re older it hurts me to look at you. You’re so bright, brighter than Loz and I. We are powerful, but your light puts ours to shame. It is no surprise that you quickly established yourself as leader. I will never forget that, being completely at your mercy, the three of us fighting against each other, to see who would lead us. You won easily but you spared both of us, whether it was from affection or the simple fact that you would need us in the fight ahead I don’t know. I hope it was the former.
My hand goes to trace the mark of that fight with you under the constricting leather of my suit. I watch you and Loz in silence. Tonight is tense. Normally we would be talking, Loz and I playfully arguing about something until you tire of watching us. Loz would normally end up crying. But we would be entering the fray soon, we could all feel it, feel him and Mother. I know you feel them the most, but I feel them too. Some days I feel I will go completely insane because of them, they lead me and tell me what I must do in order to complete our goals, and I know they do you. It is no surprise to me, your nature, your anger and your fire. You are ever changing, strong because of them and yourself, and weak because you wish to not hear them anymore. I would never dare to tell you I know though…that I’ve heard you crying at night, when you think we are asleep. You beg them to come to you and you beg them to leave you be. Your cries are often so pitiful and so needy that I want to go to you and hold you, soothe your pain away, maybe one day I will. When I’m not so much of a coward…..
“Na Yazoo. What are you staring at?”
I snap out of my thoughts and focus on you, realizing that I have been staring at you, well more into the space you’re in, during my thoughts. I shake my head and grin sheepishly.
“Nothing sorry…I was just thinking.”
You look at me questioningly and then go back to your food. I begin to eat mine as well, realizing with a grimace that I have let it go cold.
Kadaj’s POV
Why do you always stare at me Yazoo? It’s weird…it makes my skin crawl the way you look at me, but it’s strange, I like it…and I hate it. Me and you, we’ve always had a bond haven’t we? Not that I don’t love Loz…he is my brother after all, but he doesn’t make me feel the way that you do. I don’t love it when he looks at me and yearn for his smiles like I do yours. So seldom your true smiles. You always look so sad.
I’m watching you now, we’ve traded off. You’re not looking at me anymore. I watch the way you eat, so precise, just like everything you do, your full lips taking in every bite so carefully, the firelight makes your hair shine like quicksilver and your features thrown into sharp contrast…so different from me but also the same. I have to look away when your lips capture your fingers to clean them and I feel a flush grow onto my skin lightly. I clear my throat and I hear your fingers pull away from your mouth with a wet sound that makes me shudder as you look up at me with an inquiring noise. Loz does too.
“ We should be in Midgar in the next week or so…that’s big brother’s city. You know the boss said he might have Mother.” I watch the both of you nod and continue. “ Soon we’ll be fighting, really fighting, so I want us to not lose sight of each other.” I look over at Loz who is getting teary eyed, he’s such a big baby, then I look at you and you smile and nod at me, so reassuringly. It makes me feel good about what we have to do.
“I’m going to go to bed. You two should go soon too.”
Yazoo’s POV
I watch you get up and go to wash your hands in the small stream. After that you stand again and relieve yourself and I look away to the fire again uncomfortably. I don’t get how you and Loz can just go wherever. I hear your zipper and then watch you go to gather your sleeping bag and pillow. The moonlight makes you look so…ethereal, otherworldly. Your silver hair shines in it and your lithe body, encased in leather, moves so gracefully. “Stop looking.” I admonish myself with this thought and look back to Loz.
“Na Loz. Sleepy?”
The big man looks over at me and blearily rubs his eyes, trying to hide a yawn.
“Not really.”
I smirk and give a short laugh before getting up to retrieve my own bed things, passing by you with a light smile. You catch it and smile back at me. You look so sweet when you smile! So deceptively innocent. My own smile widens as I get my sleeping bag, but it is gone by the time I go to spread it out. I smile to myself secretly again as I spread out my sleeping bag beside yours, prime real estate as far as I’m concerned. I try to spread it out as close as possible without being too obvious. I don’t really want you to know my secret. I don’t want to lose those sweet smiles you give me or the way you call me brother or look up to me so I’ll just be quiet and keep these strange feeling to myself.
Kadaj’s POV
You‘re doing it again. I’ve noticed for a while you move your sleeping space closer and closer to mine. Tonight you’ve gotten it so close I could probably reach out and touch you in your sleep. I wonder why you do that. I don’t really mind though…it’s better than sleeping beside Loz. He snores horribly and his breath smells! I take off my boots and settle in. You go off to relieve yourself. You liked privacy. I turn my head to watch you as you walk away, admiring you slim figure, especially your long legs. When you walk away I turn back to my task, setting my boots aside and unclasping the belts that hold my coat to my legs. Loz is spreading his things out too, he is on the other side of you, a well established sleeping dynamic, established mainly after me complaining, and loudly, about Loz’s snores and breath. That and I think he looks up to you more than me… After a bit I hear you wandering back to the camp. I look up as you near then circle of fire, just in time to see you start to remove the tight, long coat that matched mine. My face heats up and I look away before I can see your skin…your perfect, creamy, delectable skin. I shake my head and grit my teeth against the thoughts of you. It was gross! It was wrong…right?
“You ok Kadaj?”
I hear your voice, so smooth and deep, it sends a brief chill down my spine.
“Ah yeah…just tired I guess.”
I look up and smile at you, you smile softly back and lower yourself to your sleeping bag and I can’t help but let my eyes sweep over you for a few seconds before breaking away and settling in myself.
“Good night Loz.”
I hear our bigger brother answer sleepily and I smirk before turning to face you. Your eyes already closed.
“Good night Yazoo….”
My voice is softer now, my mind telling me it is only because it does not have to travel so far. After a moment your eyes open again and look over me before granting me another of your mysterious smiles.
“Good night Kadaj…”
You reach over and squeeze my hand gently before withdrawing. I force myself to smile although my heart is beating so fast and hot inside. My hand tingles where you touched me, so soft and yet for some reason so thrilling. I resolve myself to think about it later and snuggle into my pillow to try and sleep.