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Travesty of Life
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
644
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Travesty of Life- Part2
Yes, this one is much much longer, what can i say, i got carried avay =3
ANYWHO! AGAIN! U can also find it on Deviant art ( the-stoned.deviantart.com ) along with other fancy stuff I draw =3
Travesty of Life- Part2
Yazoo had been sitting completely still at a table in a small, but cosy kitchen for about 15 minutes.. All his attention was concentrated on his “step-mom’s ” ass, who was assiduously preparing coffee for Yazoo’s older brother- Sephiroth, and who had completely nothing on except for a small pink apron. His so called “step momy” had deep blue, big eyes, gentle pale skin, short angelic blonde hair…and was in fact a man…a really young man, not much above Yazoo’s own age, perhaps even younger. Yazoo turned his head a bit, to get a better view of the blond, from that point he looked older, but still not as old as Loz (Yazoo’s second older brother) .
Yazoo’s cheerful mood was completely destroyed when the blond turned around and flitted over to Sephiroth, who was busy working on a big pile of “very important papers” and practically did not notice the world surrounding him. It took great difficulty for Yazoo to actually remember a time when Seph wouldn’t work but simply take a rest and enjoy life. The blonde was doing his best to keep the young general comfortable and that was starting to finish Yazoo’s nerves, plus Yazoo suffered from sharp differences of mood, so he usually turned from cheery to bitchy or simply angry within some minutes.
“Hey babe! I can make you coffee too, do you want to?” But that was way to much for Yazoo to handle for one morning, so he did the best thing what he could think of, only not to continue the conversation with the annoying blonde. He fully filled his lungs with air and screamed as hard as he could:
”Kadaj, get your lazy ass over here, if you’ll be late for school again, I’m going to kick you, you little girl! ”
Kadaj was just about to come down an old wooden ladder when he herd his brother yelping *strange, something probably triggered Yazoo off. So if I’ll come down, the minute I’ll step into the kitchen, he will start bitching and screaming at me like a little whore…*
Sometimes Kadaj was sure he’s older brother had PMS, but he still wasn’t brave enough to ask.
“Don’t you dare to make me come after you!” Yazoo’s voice was getting louder by the second and even more irritated.
“Don’t bother bitching your ass off cause I’m not going!”
“What, you think after your little accident this morning we are going to treat you like a princess?”
Kadaj was already inching by his room door, when he heard Yazoo’s last phrase, so he shook this idea off and decided that it will be better for him to come down, until Yazoo would start screaming about all the details so loud that the whole neighborhood will hear it.
Yazoo was almost ready to stand up and get in some action, when he finally saw Kadaj in the door aperture. Kadaj, in his own turn, at once has noticed the source of his brother’s irritation. To that moment the young blonde was standing motionlessly, with his eyes as wide as coursers, it even seemed like he was shivering a bit, he was in fact slightly pale. He was far to gentle to calmly put up with all of this swearing and loud screaming.
Kadaj had to rise on the tip’s of his toes to see his most older brother behind the pile of papers. He sat down and started to eat. He didn’t want to look at Yazoo, who was watching his every move with a nasty smirk. Even if he wanted to look at Seph, he couldn’t see him over this stupid pile and he certainly didn’t want to see Cloud (that was the blonde's name) getting even more paler.
And then the pile of papers spoke to him:
“So what happened this morning?”
“Nothing!” Kadaj screamed it out as fast as he could. Cloud jumped up from a fright. In those conditions a nervous break-down was near to come.
“Bullshit!” Screamed Yazoo, not to outvoice Kadaj, but to see Cloud jump up again.
“I said it was nothing!” Kadaj was near squealing and Cloud was near fainting.
And then the pile spoke again:
“OK, I got the point, it was nothing. Nothing is good. Let’s just leave it that way”
Kadaj quickly stood up and marched out of the kitchen to the front door. *I need to get myself from this place as soon as possible, before it gets any worse.*
“And where are you going?” Yazoo asked enforcedly.
“To school!”
“School is nice…” Thoughtfully spoke the pile of papers.
“I thought you weren’t going today?” Yazoo didn’t feel like stopping jet, his voice was calm and even cheery a bit.
“Believe me, I'M GOING!”
“Why?” Yazoo was trying to drive Kadaj mad.
“CAUSE I LIVE IN HELL, THAT’S WHY!”
“That’s nice, don’t forget to take your lunch” was the pile's last words when Kadaj slammed the door violently behind him.
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Kadaj was sitting at the very last desk at the back of a big class room. He was somewhere at the edge of falling asleep of the teachers blabbing , when the class room door suddenly opened and Yazoo’s head appeared in it.
“Can I speak with Kadaj for a sec?” Yazoo addressed the teacher.
“Sure, Kadaj, your brother is here to see you.”
Kadaj stood up and directed to the door, he could hear whispers behind his back:
“Wow, Kadaj’s bro is just so sexy”
“He’s a hotty”
“I wouldn’t mind spending a night with him”
“I’ve heard that he only goes for guy’s….”
“That’s bullshit! He only goes for girls!”
“You’re both such a loser’s, I’ve heard that he fucks everything that moves!”
“That’s not try, he doesn’t even have a girlfriend…”
“That’s cause he doesn’t need one…..”
“What ever”
“I would definitely like to taste him”
“ …??? ….. wow just like that?”
“He’s obviously a naughty type…….”
Kadaj closed the class room door behind him and the whispers stoped.
“Am I in trouble? ” *Why do I even ask? Of cause I am, or is there any more logical explanations, why Yazoo had actually lifted his lazy ass from a couch and came all the way here? Here we go with the bitching…*
“I’ve just wanted to check on you, your teacher phoned me yesterday and said that you were skipping some classes.” Yazoo’s face was strict.
“Aghh…. no I’m not…” *That’s good Kadaj, just keep cool and maybe he will not notice your lying* Kadaj took another sight at his bro “well…..you know, it was only math, history….literature….and music….sometimes gym….” *Now I’m screwed….YEI! GO ME! *
“And she also said that you have a bad reputation in this school, in fact in the whole neighborhood.”
“Look who’s talking! By the way, what makes you think that I give a damn about my reputation? If you came all the way here just to screw my brain, then you’re wasting your precious time my dear brother. ” *Kadaj, you’re a bloody genius, now he’s going to kick your ass hard*
“I didn’t come here only for that….listen, is there a mirror somewhere near? My hair is a bit messed up. ”
*that’s just great, he came here to bitch at me and now he needs a mirror! Fine, fine….as long as his not kicking me, I better not tease him… * “Yep, there’s one in the WC…common, I’ll show you the way.”
Kadaj was sitting at the window sill in the WC. The small room, witch was all white once was now covered with graffiti (most of them were actually made by Kadaj) . Yazoo was styling his hair in front of a big mirror, witch was hanging on the wall. Kadaj watched his bro closely. *who the hell wears a snowy white business shirt with leather tight pants? Aww, how cute, just look at him, he probably thinks his a prim Donna, or a super model at least*
Yazoo suddenly turned around and walked straight to where Kadaj was sitting. *Oh crap! What if he can read thoughts!? He’s going to kill me right here! That’s why we came here in the middle of the lessons, so nobody would see him biting me up and hear me scream in agony! What do I do? What do I do? What the FUCK do I do? Come down Kadaj, its ok, HOLY CRAP! He’s so close! Mmm….he smells good, must be that expensive perfume Seph gave him for his b-day. Kadaj, don’t panic! Wait, wait, I’m panicking! Why is he staring at me?! He probably want to scare the shit out of me, is so, he bloody well succeededing. Think! I have to do something! Think head! Think! NOO! Not that! Quit smelling him! … *
“Kadaj….what are you doing?”
*Quick! Make an excuse! Make a bloody excuse!* “You smell pretty” * Idiot….*
Without any more expectations Yazoo pushed his sweet pierced tongue in Kadaj’s mouth and started moving it inside so lustfully and furiously that Kadaj almost choked.
“Yazoo…wait…what are you….doing…ahhh, what if somebody comes in?”
But Yazoo didn’t seem to care, he pushed Kadaj off the window sill, and they mowed closer to the wall. Kadaj felt himself in wonderland, he didn’t even notice how his shirt was ripped of, he only suddenly found himself standing on his knees in the middle on the room, kissing Yazoo’s navel.
Kadaj began to slowly undo Yazoo’s pants, he looked at his older brother, it seemed as he was asking a permission. Yazoo placed his hand on Kadaj’s head and gently pushed him closer. Kadaj was still fighting to keep calm down, millions of thoughts rushed through his head. *What if I can’t do it? What if he’ll understand that I’m a bit scared? What if he’ll find out that I’ve never done this before? What if I’m not good enough? What if….what if….*
“Kadaj….” Yazoo’s lustful voice triggered Kadaj, into taking Yazoo’s entire length, then gently moving back and forward again, massaging it with his tongue….
“FUCK!”
The perfect silence of the class room was rulend when Kadaj’s head loudly connected with his desk. Kadaj fell asleep….again. Usually he would manage to wake up at about 15 centimeters till he would run his head at full speed right into the desk. But this time he wasn’t lucky.
“Kadaj, give me your diary and get out of the class room” the teacher yelled “What is wrong with you? You barely attend school and even if you do, you’re always late. You never do your homework and never pay attention to the classes. YOU ARE enough of A BAD EXAMPLE to other students. And now this! Sleeping on the lessons and swearing! ”
“I just haven’t slept all night.”
“It looks like you never sleep at home” continued the teacher.
“Why should i? I can sleep all I want here.” Kadaj had a really “sharp tongue”.
“That’s it!” the teacher was running out of patience.
“What’s it?”
“Im calling your parents!”
“What parents?....ohhh, you mean my brothers?” Kadaj wasn’t anywhere near frightened, he usually heard the phrase “im going to call your parents” at least 27 times a week.
“Get out! Get out! Get out!” the teacher was near hysterical.
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It was only 10 am and Kadaj was already bored to death, perhaps because he was at home all alone, or just cause he had absolutely nothing to do in his free time. He was sitting on the floor in his room and staring senselessly at the ceilling. * What would Sephiroth do? Probably work. That doesn’t sound fun. What would Loz do? Get drunk. No…its way to early to get drunk. What would Yazoo do? Watch porn. What does he even do when he’s not busy? * Inspiration suddenly hit him.
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Kadaj carefully checked again if anybody was home and then took a loud sprint to his destination. He excitedly slammed the door open and jumped on the big silky sheet bed and cuddled in it. Yazoo’s room was so warm, and seemed very comfy to Kadaj. Even if the wall-papers were bloody red or really near black, if the ceilling, floor and almost everything was black, he loved it. Just like in his dreams. He buried his face deep inside the sheets and began to inhale Yazoo’s sweet sense. He started to cuddle even deeper, imagining that he was in Yazoo’s tight embrace and led his hands slowly through all his body. One of his hands slipped under the thin black shirt he was wearing and gently rubbed the area around his belly button, his hand was slipping lover and lover by the second. *OH, Crap! What am I doing, that’s disgusting, besides I didn’t come here for this.*
He instantly rushed up and continued exploring Yazoo’s room. *I need to get myself away of THOSE thoughts* He checked under the bed, nothing interesting, in fact nothing at all. He noticed a pack of cigarettes lying on the edge of the bed. Kadaj took one out and put it in behind his ear. Not that he was addicted to smoking, he just sometimes needed it, felt like it, when the world around him seemed to fall to pieces.
Next came the big wooden case. Inside it was stuffed with clothes, mostly black and leather. He dug deeper, it seemed that Yazoo didn’t even bother to hide his personal stuff. At the very bottom of the case Kadaj found a box of weed, pipe, condoms, boxers ( which didn’t look any where near familiar to Kadaj. Besides they were too small to fit Yazoo, Kadaj wondered ) some more weed, handcuffs, a bottle of “Martini Asti” tequila and a box of piercing supplies. The last item caught Kadaj’s attention. He slowly opened the box, like it was some kind of a treasure chest. Inside were needles, medicine, antibiotics, medical clamps and a plastic bag full of piercing jewelry. With a childish joy Kadaj opened the plastic bad and threw the shiny metal rings, labrets and other stuff on the silky bed.
He felt in love with it as soon as he saw it: a pretty silver tongue ring, with a pink tip and an inscription “Bad Boy”on it. Yazoo had something very similar to this one. Kadaj simply adored that little piece of metal wriggling in tact with Yazoo’s tongue. An unexpected strong urge to have the same one hit Kadaj and it was settled.
He took all the needed instruments and marched to Yazoo’s personal bathroom. He carefully placed them near the bathroom sink and tried his best to embrace himself.
He saw Yazoo do it once to himself, he clearly remembered every little detail of it; his bro was about 14 then. Kadaj also remembered every single detail of Sephiroth yelling when he first noticed it some months after.
Kadaj stuck his tongue out, caught it with a medical clamp in his left hand and took the piercing needle in his right hand.
*… ok, here we go…*
With that he pushed the needle straight through and placed to jewelry in.
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It was sometime around 9 pm and everyone was at home already. Yazoo was lying on the big sofa in the centre of the living room, peacefully reading magazines. Cloud and Loz were watching TV and Sephy was sitting in his favorite chair, which only he could sit in, surrounded by his MPPP.
As Yazoo called it, MPPP- stood for “My Pet Paper Pile” witch followed Seph everywhere, ate a huge amount of A4 paper’s and grew bigger and bigger every day. Yazoo also said that MPPP was 7 years old already and was going to have little baby MPPP’s soon.
“Hi guy’s” said Kadaj to all his bros and Cloud when he entered the living room. He didn’t even realize that because his tongue was swelled with pain, his “hi guy’s ” was barely audible and sounded more like “whi wguy’s “
Sephy raised an eyebrow.
Cloud: “Honey, are you ok? Are you ill?”
Kadaj: “Wno im wnot!”
Cloud: “Are you sure, cause I could make you some tea.”
Kadaj: “Wno whank’s!”
Cloud: “Seph, I think he has a bad tooth! We need to take him to the doctor at once!”
Kadaj: “Wscrew you!”
Sephiroth: “Kadaj! Don’t you dare to talk to Cloud with that attitude!”
Yazoo: “Yeah, cause blondie might smack you with an apron.”
Loz: “Or with a muffin!”
Yazoo: “Loz, your sense of humor is killing me…”
Sephiroth: “Both of you apologize to Cloud or feel my wrath!”
Yazoo and Loz together: “Sorry mommy Cloud we wuv you ”
Yazoo: “ You and your tight ass!”
Loz: “Yeah! Yazoo give me five!”
Yazoo: “Whatever Loz…”
Sephiroth: “Yazoo, can’t you just mind your manners!?”
Yazoo: “Sorry Seph, its just that, not like he’s older that me and he does have a nice ass.”
Kadaj: *Did I miss something really important in my life? Does Yazoo like GUY’S ?! *
“Wdo I whave a wnice wass?”
Loz: “W-what w-w-did w-he w-w-say?”
Sephiroth: “Loz! Stop teasing your little brother!”
Kadaj: “WIM WNOT WLITTLE!”
Sephiroth: “Wait! What’s that in your mouth!?”
Kadaj: “Wnothing….” Kadaj slowly started to inch away and even tried to make a run for it, but failed miserably. Sephiroth, with a speed and grace of a panther, caught him by the wrist.
Sephiroth: “Open wide!”
Kadaj shook his head in protest.
Sephiroth: “Open wide or fear my wrath!”
Since Kadaj’s surviving instincts were really sharp, he instantly chose the most smartest thing to do and opened his mouth as wide as he could. And shut his eyes tight only not to see the anger in Sephiroth’s face. He felt sorry that he couldn’t cover his ears.
Sephiroth: “Here we go with another Yazoo!!! Who did it?!”
“And what is wrong with the first one?” Yazoo asked with a completely calm voice, then he stood up and walked up to his brothers “Hey! Isn’t that my favorite tongue ring?”
Sephiroth ignored Yazoo, “Read my lips: Who. Did. IT?”
Kadaj: “Wnobody, I wdid it wmy wself.”
Cloud couldn’t help thinking, that he needed to calm everybody down, that he needed to try making things better for the sake of good and peace. He looked at Loz sitting near, who wasn’t paying any attention to his brothers fighting. Somebody who was extraneous could think that Loz was too cool to give a fuck about anything. People better familiar with him knew, that he just really liked TV.
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And so the first two hours have passed.
Sephiroth: “Yazoo, It’s all your fault! You are a bad example to him! ”
Yazoo: “Me? I didn’t do a thing.”
Sephiroth: “Ofcause you didn’t! How can I even dare to accuse you? You never do a thing! ”
Yazoo looked at the clock, “It’s 11pm already so I better be going, guys are waiting for me at the club. Don’t expect me to be home anytime soon. ” Yazoo tried to make his way out of the living room.
Seph in his turn tried to follow him when he realized that he was pulling something along. He turned to his back and to his own surprise he found out that he was still holding Kadaj’s wrist, he didn’t even let go of it for the last couple of hours.
Kadaj noticed that his brother was a bit confused from finding this out and he quickly used his “ultimate” weapon. He blushed deeply and tear drops stared to form at the edge of his eyes. It’s just that he had a rare ability of doing that when ever he wanted, even if he wasn’t anywhere near being ashamed or hurt. He used that ability often when he was a child to get candy or toys, or just something else. He remembered how at the age of six he just stood there in the middle of the very same room for about a half day, cause he wanted presents badly and wanted it to be Christmas, despite the fact it was July… So Sephy promised that the next day it would be Christmas. And so it was, his oldest bro bought presents, Yazoo decorated the house, Loz crept on the neighbors site and cut down their favorite fir-tree.
Cloud who almost got used to an atmosphere of a full valued battle, jumped right up and now looked shocked and terrified. It was the first time he saw Kadaj cry like this and he was ready to obey his every order.
Kadaj blushed even deeper and now the whole streams of tears were running down his pink cheeks, “Wcan I wgo wtoo, wpleeeease?”
Sephiroth tried his best to keep cool, although his heart was falling to pieces, even after all these years Kadaj’s “ultimate” weapon had the same “ultimate” effect on him. “NO!”
Well, at least Yazoo gave up already: “YES!”
Kadaj was puzzled, : “So whas wthis wno or wyes?”
Yazoo: “Yes!”
Sephiroth: “WNO!”
Yazoo: “Bwahahahahahaahha ”
Sephiroth: “THAT’S IT! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, MOTHERFUCKER!”
Cloud: “Sephy, please, don’t lose your temper”
Before Seph could say anything else Yazoo already left the living room as fast as he could.
Sephiroth: “Kadaj! For your own good, just go to your room!”
Kadaj realized by that time that Seph wasn’t in a good mood to talk to and decided to do as he was told to.
On the way to his room, just as he was going up the ladder, he met Yazoo, who was coming down with a trench coat in his hand. They both stopped and then Yazoo moved a bit closer to his bro. He spoke with a sweet seductive voice right in Kadaj’s ear: “Don’t worry little brother, I love your new piercing. And yeah, by the way, you may feel free to cuddle in my bed as long as you like, whenever you like.” Yazoo moved a bit away just to catch the terrified and confused look on Kadaj’s face, his lips were already slowly forming to whisper something close to “How?....”
“I just keep some extra cameras in my room. They're on 24/7 in case somebody tries to creep in”
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Kadaj stepped into his little room in the attic, closed the door behind him and collapsed on the bed. He took a good look at his whole room: wall’s covered with graffiti and posters, his clothes, clutter laying here and there, basically everywhere… He tried to cover his face with a pillow, but it didn’t help, Yazoo’s sweet beautiful sense was still all over him.
*No way am I going to stay home!*
He grabbed his coat and climbed out thought the window.
ANYWHO! AGAIN! U can also find it on Deviant art ( the-stoned.deviantart.com ) along with other fancy stuff I draw =3
Travesty of Life- Part2
Yazoo had been sitting completely still at a table in a small, but cosy kitchen for about 15 minutes.. All his attention was concentrated on his “step-mom’s ” ass, who was assiduously preparing coffee for Yazoo’s older brother- Sephiroth, and who had completely nothing on except for a small pink apron. His so called “step momy” had deep blue, big eyes, gentle pale skin, short angelic blonde hair…and was in fact a man…a really young man, not much above Yazoo’s own age, perhaps even younger. Yazoo turned his head a bit, to get a better view of the blond, from that point he looked older, but still not as old as Loz (Yazoo’s second older brother) .
Yazoo’s cheerful mood was completely destroyed when the blond turned around and flitted over to Sephiroth, who was busy working on a big pile of “very important papers” and practically did not notice the world surrounding him. It took great difficulty for Yazoo to actually remember a time when Seph wouldn’t work but simply take a rest and enjoy life. The blonde was doing his best to keep the young general comfortable and that was starting to finish Yazoo’s nerves, plus Yazoo suffered from sharp differences of mood, so he usually turned from cheery to bitchy or simply angry within some minutes.
“Hey babe! I can make you coffee too, do you want to?” But that was way to much for Yazoo to handle for one morning, so he did the best thing what he could think of, only not to continue the conversation with the annoying blonde. He fully filled his lungs with air and screamed as hard as he could:
”Kadaj, get your lazy ass over here, if you’ll be late for school again, I’m going to kick you, you little girl! ”
Kadaj was just about to come down an old wooden ladder when he herd his brother yelping *strange, something probably triggered Yazoo off. So if I’ll come down, the minute I’ll step into the kitchen, he will start bitching and screaming at me like a little whore…*
Sometimes Kadaj was sure he’s older brother had PMS, but he still wasn’t brave enough to ask.
“Don’t you dare to make me come after you!” Yazoo’s voice was getting louder by the second and even more irritated.
“Don’t bother bitching your ass off cause I’m not going!”
“What, you think after your little accident this morning we are going to treat you like a princess?”
Kadaj was already inching by his room door, when he heard Yazoo’s last phrase, so he shook this idea off and decided that it will be better for him to come down, until Yazoo would start screaming about all the details so loud that the whole neighborhood will hear it.
Yazoo was almost ready to stand up and get in some action, when he finally saw Kadaj in the door aperture. Kadaj, in his own turn, at once has noticed the source of his brother’s irritation. To that moment the young blonde was standing motionlessly, with his eyes as wide as coursers, it even seemed like he was shivering a bit, he was in fact slightly pale. He was far to gentle to calmly put up with all of this swearing and loud screaming.
Kadaj had to rise on the tip’s of his toes to see his most older brother behind the pile of papers. He sat down and started to eat. He didn’t want to look at Yazoo, who was watching his every move with a nasty smirk. Even if he wanted to look at Seph, he couldn’t see him over this stupid pile and he certainly didn’t want to see Cloud (that was the blonde's name) getting even more paler.
And then the pile of papers spoke to him:
“So what happened this morning?”
“Nothing!” Kadaj screamed it out as fast as he could. Cloud jumped up from a fright. In those conditions a nervous break-down was near to come.
“Bullshit!” Screamed Yazoo, not to outvoice Kadaj, but to see Cloud jump up again.
“I said it was nothing!” Kadaj was near squealing and Cloud was near fainting.
And then the pile spoke again:
“OK, I got the point, it was nothing. Nothing is good. Let’s just leave it that way”
Kadaj quickly stood up and marched out of the kitchen to the front door. *I need to get myself from this place as soon as possible, before it gets any worse.*
“And where are you going?” Yazoo asked enforcedly.
“To school!”
“School is nice…” Thoughtfully spoke the pile of papers.
“I thought you weren’t going today?” Yazoo didn’t feel like stopping jet, his voice was calm and even cheery a bit.
“Believe me, I'M GOING!”
“Why?” Yazoo was trying to drive Kadaj mad.
“CAUSE I LIVE IN HELL, THAT’S WHY!”
“That’s nice, don’t forget to take your lunch” was the pile's last words when Kadaj slammed the door violently behind him.
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Kadaj was sitting at the very last desk at the back of a big class room. He was somewhere at the edge of falling asleep of the teachers blabbing , when the class room door suddenly opened and Yazoo’s head appeared in it.
“Can I speak with Kadaj for a sec?” Yazoo addressed the teacher.
“Sure, Kadaj, your brother is here to see you.”
Kadaj stood up and directed to the door, he could hear whispers behind his back:
“Wow, Kadaj’s bro is just so sexy”
“He’s a hotty”
“I wouldn’t mind spending a night with him”
“I’ve heard that he only goes for guy’s….”
“That’s bullshit! He only goes for girls!”
“You’re both such a loser’s, I’ve heard that he fucks everything that moves!”
“That’s not try, he doesn’t even have a girlfriend…”
“That’s cause he doesn’t need one…..”
“What ever”
“I would definitely like to taste him”
“ …??? ….. wow just like that?”
“He’s obviously a naughty type…….”
Kadaj closed the class room door behind him and the whispers stoped.
“Am I in trouble? ” *Why do I even ask? Of cause I am, or is there any more logical explanations, why Yazoo had actually lifted his lazy ass from a couch and came all the way here? Here we go with the bitching…*
“I’ve just wanted to check on you, your teacher phoned me yesterday and said that you were skipping some classes.” Yazoo’s face was strict.
“Aghh…. no I’m not…” *That’s good Kadaj, just keep cool and maybe he will not notice your lying* Kadaj took another sight at his bro “well…..you know, it was only math, history….literature….and music….sometimes gym….” *Now I’m screwed….YEI! GO ME! *
“And she also said that you have a bad reputation in this school, in fact in the whole neighborhood.”
“Look who’s talking! By the way, what makes you think that I give a damn about my reputation? If you came all the way here just to screw my brain, then you’re wasting your precious time my dear brother. ” *Kadaj, you’re a bloody genius, now he’s going to kick your ass hard*
“I didn’t come here only for that….listen, is there a mirror somewhere near? My hair is a bit messed up. ”
*that’s just great, he came here to bitch at me and now he needs a mirror! Fine, fine….as long as his not kicking me, I better not tease him… * “Yep, there’s one in the WC…common, I’ll show you the way.”
Kadaj was sitting at the window sill in the WC. The small room, witch was all white once was now covered with graffiti (most of them were actually made by Kadaj) . Yazoo was styling his hair in front of a big mirror, witch was hanging on the wall. Kadaj watched his bro closely. *who the hell wears a snowy white business shirt with leather tight pants? Aww, how cute, just look at him, he probably thinks his a prim Donna, or a super model at least*
Yazoo suddenly turned around and walked straight to where Kadaj was sitting. *Oh crap! What if he can read thoughts!? He’s going to kill me right here! That’s why we came here in the middle of the lessons, so nobody would see him biting me up and hear me scream in agony! What do I do? What do I do? What the FUCK do I do? Come down Kadaj, its ok, HOLY CRAP! He’s so close! Mmm….he smells good, must be that expensive perfume Seph gave him for his b-day. Kadaj, don’t panic! Wait, wait, I’m panicking! Why is he staring at me?! He probably want to scare the shit out of me, is so, he bloody well succeededing. Think! I have to do something! Think head! Think! NOO! Not that! Quit smelling him! … *
“Kadaj….what are you doing?”
*Quick! Make an excuse! Make a bloody excuse!* “You smell pretty” * Idiot….*
Without any more expectations Yazoo pushed his sweet pierced tongue in Kadaj’s mouth and started moving it inside so lustfully and furiously that Kadaj almost choked.
“Yazoo…wait…what are you….doing…ahhh, what if somebody comes in?”
But Yazoo didn’t seem to care, he pushed Kadaj off the window sill, and they mowed closer to the wall. Kadaj felt himself in wonderland, he didn’t even notice how his shirt was ripped of, he only suddenly found himself standing on his knees in the middle on the room, kissing Yazoo’s navel.
Kadaj began to slowly undo Yazoo’s pants, he looked at his older brother, it seemed as he was asking a permission. Yazoo placed his hand on Kadaj’s head and gently pushed him closer. Kadaj was still fighting to keep calm down, millions of thoughts rushed through his head. *What if I can’t do it? What if he’ll understand that I’m a bit scared? What if he’ll find out that I’ve never done this before? What if I’m not good enough? What if….what if….*
“Kadaj….” Yazoo’s lustful voice triggered Kadaj, into taking Yazoo’s entire length, then gently moving back and forward again, massaging it with his tongue….
“FUCK!”
The perfect silence of the class room was rulend when Kadaj’s head loudly connected with his desk. Kadaj fell asleep….again. Usually he would manage to wake up at about 15 centimeters till he would run his head at full speed right into the desk. But this time he wasn’t lucky.
“Kadaj, give me your diary and get out of the class room” the teacher yelled “What is wrong with you? You barely attend school and even if you do, you’re always late. You never do your homework and never pay attention to the classes. YOU ARE enough of A BAD EXAMPLE to other students. And now this! Sleeping on the lessons and swearing! ”
“I just haven’t slept all night.”
“It looks like you never sleep at home” continued the teacher.
“Why should i? I can sleep all I want here.” Kadaj had a really “sharp tongue”.
“That’s it!” the teacher was running out of patience.
“What’s it?”
“Im calling your parents!”
“What parents?....ohhh, you mean my brothers?” Kadaj wasn’t anywhere near frightened, he usually heard the phrase “im going to call your parents” at least 27 times a week.
“Get out! Get out! Get out!” the teacher was near hysterical.
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It was only 10 am and Kadaj was already bored to death, perhaps because he was at home all alone, or just cause he had absolutely nothing to do in his free time. He was sitting on the floor in his room and staring senselessly at the ceilling. * What would Sephiroth do? Probably work. That doesn’t sound fun. What would Loz do? Get drunk. No…its way to early to get drunk. What would Yazoo do? Watch porn. What does he even do when he’s not busy? * Inspiration suddenly hit him.
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Kadaj carefully checked again if anybody was home and then took a loud sprint to his destination. He excitedly slammed the door open and jumped on the big silky sheet bed and cuddled in it. Yazoo’s room was so warm, and seemed very comfy to Kadaj. Even if the wall-papers were bloody red or really near black, if the ceilling, floor and almost everything was black, he loved it. Just like in his dreams. He buried his face deep inside the sheets and began to inhale Yazoo’s sweet sense. He started to cuddle even deeper, imagining that he was in Yazoo’s tight embrace and led his hands slowly through all his body. One of his hands slipped under the thin black shirt he was wearing and gently rubbed the area around his belly button, his hand was slipping lover and lover by the second. *OH, Crap! What am I doing, that’s disgusting, besides I didn’t come here for this.*
He instantly rushed up and continued exploring Yazoo’s room. *I need to get myself away of THOSE thoughts* He checked under the bed, nothing interesting, in fact nothing at all. He noticed a pack of cigarettes lying on the edge of the bed. Kadaj took one out and put it in behind his ear. Not that he was addicted to smoking, he just sometimes needed it, felt like it, when the world around him seemed to fall to pieces.
Next came the big wooden case. Inside it was stuffed with clothes, mostly black and leather. He dug deeper, it seemed that Yazoo didn’t even bother to hide his personal stuff. At the very bottom of the case Kadaj found a box of weed, pipe, condoms, boxers ( which didn’t look any where near familiar to Kadaj. Besides they were too small to fit Yazoo, Kadaj wondered ) some more weed, handcuffs, a bottle of “Martini Asti” tequila and a box of piercing supplies. The last item caught Kadaj’s attention. He slowly opened the box, like it was some kind of a treasure chest. Inside were needles, medicine, antibiotics, medical clamps and a plastic bag full of piercing jewelry. With a childish joy Kadaj opened the plastic bad and threw the shiny metal rings, labrets and other stuff on the silky bed.
He felt in love with it as soon as he saw it: a pretty silver tongue ring, with a pink tip and an inscription “Bad Boy”on it. Yazoo had something very similar to this one. Kadaj simply adored that little piece of metal wriggling in tact with Yazoo’s tongue. An unexpected strong urge to have the same one hit Kadaj and it was settled.
He took all the needed instruments and marched to Yazoo’s personal bathroom. He carefully placed them near the bathroom sink and tried his best to embrace himself.
He saw Yazoo do it once to himself, he clearly remembered every little detail of it; his bro was about 14 then. Kadaj also remembered every single detail of Sephiroth yelling when he first noticed it some months after.
Kadaj stuck his tongue out, caught it with a medical clamp in his left hand and took the piercing needle in his right hand.
*… ok, here we go…*
With that he pushed the needle straight through and placed to jewelry in.
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It was sometime around 9 pm and everyone was at home already. Yazoo was lying on the big sofa in the centre of the living room, peacefully reading magazines. Cloud and Loz were watching TV and Sephy was sitting in his favorite chair, which only he could sit in, surrounded by his MPPP.
As Yazoo called it, MPPP- stood for “My Pet Paper Pile” witch followed Seph everywhere, ate a huge amount of A4 paper’s and grew bigger and bigger every day. Yazoo also said that MPPP was 7 years old already and was going to have little baby MPPP’s soon.
“Hi guy’s” said Kadaj to all his bros and Cloud when he entered the living room. He didn’t even realize that because his tongue was swelled with pain, his “hi guy’s ” was barely audible and sounded more like “whi wguy’s “
Sephy raised an eyebrow.
Cloud: “Honey, are you ok? Are you ill?”
Kadaj: “Wno im wnot!”
Cloud: “Are you sure, cause I could make you some tea.”
Kadaj: “Wno whank’s!”
Cloud: “Seph, I think he has a bad tooth! We need to take him to the doctor at once!”
Kadaj: “Wscrew you!”
Sephiroth: “Kadaj! Don’t you dare to talk to Cloud with that attitude!”
Yazoo: “Yeah, cause blondie might smack you with an apron.”
Loz: “Or with a muffin!”
Yazoo: “Loz, your sense of humor is killing me…”
Sephiroth: “Both of you apologize to Cloud or feel my wrath!”
Yazoo and Loz together: “Sorry mommy Cloud we wuv you ”
Yazoo: “ You and your tight ass!”
Loz: “Yeah! Yazoo give me five!”
Yazoo: “Whatever Loz…”
Sephiroth: “Yazoo, can’t you just mind your manners!?”
Yazoo: “Sorry Seph, its just that, not like he’s older that me and he does have a nice ass.”
Kadaj: *Did I miss something really important in my life? Does Yazoo like GUY’S ?! *
“Wdo I whave a wnice wass?”
Loz: “W-what w-w-did w-he w-w-say?”
Sephiroth: “Loz! Stop teasing your little brother!”
Kadaj: “WIM WNOT WLITTLE!”
Sephiroth: “Wait! What’s that in your mouth!?”
Kadaj: “Wnothing….” Kadaj slowly started to inch away and even tried to make a run for it, but failed miserably. Sephiroth, with a speed and grace of a panther, caught him by the wrist.
Sephiroth: “Open wide!”
Kadaj shook his head in protest.
Sephiroth: “Open wide or fear my wrath!”
Since Kadaj’s surviving instincts were really sharp, he instantly chose the most smartest thing to do and opened his mouth as wide as he could. And shut his eyes tight only not to see the anger in Sephiroth’s face. He felt sorry that he couldn’t cover his ears.
Sephiroth: “Here we go with another Yazoo!!! Who did it?!”
“And what is wrong with the first one?” Yazoo asked with a completely calm voice, then he stood up and walked up to his brothers “Hey! Isn’t that my favorite tongue ring?”
Sephiroth ignored Yazoo, “Read my lips: Who. Did. IT?”
Kadaj: “Wnobody, I wdid it wmy wself.”
Cloud couldn’t help thinking, that he needed to calm everybody down, that he needed to try making things better for the sake of good and peace. He looked at Loz sitting near, who wasn’t paying any attention to his brothers fighting. Somebody who was extraneous could think that Loz was too cool to give a fuck about anything. People better familiar with him knew, that he just really liked TV.
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And so the first two hours have passed.
Sephiroth: “Yazoo, It’s all your fault! You are a bad example to him! ”
Yazoo: “Me? I didn’t do a thing.”
Sephiroth: “Ofcause you didn’t! How can I even dare to accuse you? You never do a thing! ”
Yazoo looked at the clock, “It’s 11pm already so I better be going, guys are waiting for me at the club. Don’t expect me to be home anytime soon. ” Yazoo tried to make his way out of the living room.
Seph in his turn tried to follow him when he realized that he was pulling something along. He turned to his back and to his own surprise he found out that he was still holding Kadaj’s wrist, he didn’t even let go of it for the last couple of hours.
Kadaj noticed that his brother was a bit confused from finding this out and he quickly used his “ultimate” weapon. He blushed deeply and tear drops stared to form at the edge of his eyes. It’s just that he had a rare ability of doing that when ever he wanted, even if he wasn’t anywhere near being ashamed or hurt. He used that ability often when he was a child to get candy or toys, or just something else. He remembered how at the age of six he just stood there in the middle of the very same room for about a half day, cause he wanted presents badly and wanted it to be Christmas, despite the fact it was July… So Sephy promised that the next day it would be Christmas. And so it was, his oldest bro bought presents, Yazoo decorated the house, Loz crept on the neighbors site and cut down their favorite fir-tree.
Cloud who almost got used to an atmosphere of a full valued battle, jumped right up and now looked shocked and terrified. It was the first time he saw Kadaj cry like this and he was ready to obey his every order.
Kadaj blushed even deeper and now the whole streams of tears were running down his pink cheeks, “Wcan I wgo wtoo, wpleeeease?”
Sephiroth tried his best to keep cool, although his heart was falling to pieces, even after all these years Kadaj’s “ultimate” weapon had the same “ultimate” effect on him. “NO!”
Well, at least Yazoo gave up already: “YES!”
Kadaj was puzzled, : “So whas wthis wno or wyes?”
Yazoo: “Yes!”
Sephiroth: “WNO!”
Yazoo: “Bwahahahahahaahha ”
Sephiroth: “THAT’S IT! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, MOTHERFUCKER!”
Cloud: “Sephy, please, don’t lose your temper”
Before Seph could say anything else Yazoo already left the living room as fast as he could.
Sephiroth: “Kadaj! For your own good, just go to your room!”
Kadaj realized by that time that Seph wasn’t in a good mood to talk to and decided to do as he was told to.
On the way to his room, just as he was going up the ladder, he met Yazoo, who was coming down with a trench coat in his hand. They both stopped and then Yazoo moved a bit closer to his bro. He spoke with a sweet seductive voice right in Kadaj’s ear: “Don’t worry little brother, I love your new piercing. And yeah, by the way, you may feel free to cuddle in my bed as long as you like, whenever you like.” Yazoo moved a bit away just to catch the terrified and confused look on Kadaj’s face, his lips were already slowly forming to whisper something close to “How?....”
“I just keep some extra cameras in my room. They're on 24/7 in case somebody tries to creep in”
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Kadaj stepped into his little room in the attic, closed the door behind him and collapsed on the bed. He took a good look at his whole room: wall’s covered with graffiti and posters, his clothes, clutter laying here and there, basically everywhere… He tried to cover his face with a pillow, but it didn’t help, Yazoo’s sweet beautiful sense was still all over him.
*No way am I going to stay home!*
He grabbed his coat and climbed out thought the window.