The Measure of a Man

Title - The Measure of a Man
Fandom – FFVII
Characters – Yazoo, Kadaj, Loz, Tseng, Reno, Rude, Rufus
Warnings this chapter – yaoi, swearing, incest, sex, angst.
Disclaimer – Don’t own the boys, just playing with them
Note – Story begins immediately after Advent Children


– chapter 5 – Brotherly Love –

Reno woke up the next morning and opened his eyes to find Kadaj curled up to his chest. His head was pounding but it wasn’t the worst of his worries. That honor went to the mystery of why Rude was lying on the other side, curled up with Loz. “Fuck,” he blurted, looking around in a panic as he realized they were in his room, in the main section of the compound, instead of the cell block where they were suppose to be.

“Shut up, Reno,” Rude muttered, rolling over to snuggle closer to the oldest remnant. Unfortunately, his partner’s movement causes the blanket to slip down and show, quiet clearly, that Rude was naked. The redhead stared at the other Turk’s backside, his brain trying to work out what was going on and failing dismally. Lifting up the sheet, he discovered that he and Kadaj were also naked and he whimpered, already assuming Loz was too.

“Rude? Rude! Wake the fuck up!” he called, panic taking over every other thought.

“What do you want, Reno?!” Rude growled rolling back over to glare at the redhead. “And what the hell are you doing in my bed?”

“This is my bed, you asshole!” Reno hissed.

Rude’s eyes widened, his brain finally waking up as he looked around the room. “Why am I naked?” he asked, grabbing the end of the sheet to lift it, only to have Reno stop him.

“Not a good idea, partner. We’re all naked,” Reno muttered, biting his lip as Kadaj cuddled closer to him in his slumber. “Oh Gaia, how the fuck did this happen?”

“I think I may be able to help you out with an answer, gentlemen,” the President’s voice responded from the doorway, making both Turks turn and stare at him wide eyed. “I would prefer it if you both put some clothes on before we discuss it though. I’ll be in the kitchen when you’re ready.” Reno watched the grinning Rufus turn and disappear out of sight, still staring at the doorway long after he’d gone.

***..***

Rufus poured Yazoo a glass of juice, watching as the middle remnant gracefully ate his toast. The youth was glancing around the kitchen, taking in every detail of the room he’d never seen before. The President had decided to bring him upstairs after finding the other two brothers asleep in bed with the two Turks. He figured that it wasn’t fair to leave one in the cells when the others weren’t there and it did make a good opportunity to test how the brother’s handled being in a more normal atmosphere.

Rude and Reno entered the kitchen, both stopping to stare at the remnant sitting at the kitchen table. Yazoo looked up at them, taking in their expressions and glancing over at Rufus worriedly. “Rufus, may I go and see my brothers?” he asked.

“Yes, Yazoo. They’re down the hall, second door on your left,” Rufus answered, watching as the middle remnant gracefully stood and walked down the hall. Out of all three brothers, it was Yazoo who had inherited Sephiroth’s grace and Rufus had found his eyes drawn to him all morning.

“Sir?” Reno asked, interrupting the President’s musings. Rufus turned back to look over both the Turks, who were now sitting across from him at the table.

“Eager to discuss last nights adventures, are we?” the blonde asked with a raised eyebrow. Rude coughed, looking away as Reno shifted nervously in his seat. Rufus decided that it was time to lay his cards on the table. “Last night, I checked the video feed of our guest’s cells before I went to bed. I was surprised to see you both in Loz’s cell, sharing a bottle of whiskey with him and Kadaj. For the purpose of seeing how the two handled their first experience with alcohol, I set the computer to record the footage before going to bed. I haven’t had the chance to watch it yet, but as soon as we finish here, I plan to. If you’re both having trouble recalling how you all ended up naked in Reno’s bed, you are free to join me.”

Both Turks were gaping at him, their faces frozen in panic and Rufus had to bite his tongue to keep himself from laughing at them. “I’m sure when Tseng comes home tomorrow, he’ll be very keen to watch it too,” the blonde added, watching as Rude covered his face with both hands and Reno averted his eyes, staring a hole into the top of the table. Manipulating these two was getting far too easy. “Of course, if you’d rather I didn’t watch it or show it to Tseng, there is an alternative available.”

Reno’s eyes flicked upwards, narrowing as they met with the President’s. “You blackmailing us, Sir?” he asked, squeaking as his partner kicked him under the table.

“We’ll take the alternative, Sir,” Rude quickly said, glaring at Reno who, for once, kept quite.

“I’m glad we understand each other gentlemen. Tomorrow, I need to discuss something with Tseng. He is unwilling to have this conversation with me, so I will be taking measures to ensure his attention. Plainly put, I will be locking myself in one of the cells with him,” the President explained.

“Are you sure that’s wise, Mr President? Tseng may lose his temper if cornered,” Rude responded.

“Even if he controls himself with you, once he gets out and finds out we helped you, he’s gonna kill us,” Reno added, pulling out a smoke and fiddling with it nervously.

“I have faith that Tseng will not harm me and, if we do this right, he will never know that you two were involved. I will simply leave the keys in the outside lock when I open the cell, and since the doors are auto-locking, all I have to do is close it behind us. You two just have to stay out of the cell block and keep our guest up here and entertained for an hour. After that, one of you will come down and let us out.”

“You can rely on us,” Rude responded, Reno only nodding his own consent.

“Thank you, gentlemen. Now, I have paperwork to do so you’ll have to excuse me. Enjoy your breakfast,” the President said, standing and walking down the hall and into his office. He closed the door, settling behind his desk and opening his laptop. Time for a little entertainment, he thought to himself, finding the recorded file and pressing the play button.

***..***

Yazoo closed the door of Reno’s room, walking to the bottom of the bed and crawling up between his two siblings. It had been nearly a week since he’d seen them, except for passing Kadaj outside of the showers, and the middle brother had missed them terribly. Lying on his stomach on top of the blankets, he looked from one to the other, finally deciding to cuddle Kadaj first. The blanket was down around his little brother’s hips, allowing him to wrap one arm around his thin waist while he pressed his body into Kadaj’s back. The smallest remnant made a small, contented noise, pushing back into the warm body behind him and making Yazoo smile. He’s always so cuddly in the mornings, Yazoo thought, pressing his face into the youth’s silver hair and breathing in deep.

“What , Reno?” Kadaj mumbled sleepily, causing the middle brother to chuckle and hold him closer.

“Not Reno. It’s me, Yazoo,” he purred into his little brother’s ear. The body in his arms turned suddenly, Kadaj’s face lighting up in recognition.

“Yazoo!” he exclaimed, throwing his arms around his brother and squeezing him tight. “I’ve missed you.”

“And I’ve missed you too, little brother,” Yazoo whispered, sighing happily. Suddenly, he felt another set of arms from behind, wrap around both he and Kadaj.

“Yaz!” Loz exclaimed, nuzzling into his neck. “I’ve missed you more than Daj has.”

Yazoo chuckled again, happily squashed between his two brothers. “I’ve missed you too, big brother,” he sighed, closing his eyes and enjoying the feel and smell of them both.

“You’re so smart, Yaz. We did what you said and it worked. Rude is mine, Reno is Daj’s and finally, we’re out of those horrible cells,” Loz murmured, kissing the middle remnants neck softly and making Yazoo shiver. “Thank you, brother.”

“You’re welcome, Loz. Humans are predictable when it comes to their hearts. Remember though, no matter what, you can’t let them know we can still talk to each other in our minds. They have to think that we’re completely normal humans if you want to keep them, okay?” Yazoo whispered, rolling onto his back while his two brothers snuggled against either side of him. “Did the alcohol affect either of you at all?”

“Didn’t do anything to me,” Kadaj murmured, while Loz shook his head. “I liked how it made Reno, though. He gets really horny when he drinks.” Yazoo and Loz both laughed, causing the smallest remnant to grin back at them.

“Makes Rude horny too,” Loz added, still chuckling. “Maybe it makes all humans like that.”

“It does seem to,” Yazoo added thoughtfully. “Maybe I should just get Tseng drunk.”

“Maybe you should just give up on the asshole and go after Rufus instead. You did let him fuck you last night and I could feel how much you enjoyed it,” Kadaj suggested, sitting up to look down at him. “Rufus is the one in charge and he doesn’t say mean things that make you cry.”

“You could feel how much I enjoyed it? I thought we agreed to stay out of each others minds when we’re having sex with someone, Kadaj,” Yazoo scolded, frowning up at the smallest remnant. “You shouldn’t have been snooping.”

“Sorry, Yazoo. Reno was telling this really boring story and I was just going to have a little peak and then stop. When I looked in your mind though, you where telling Rufus what you did to Tseng and Rufus was sucking on you… gods, the President really is good at sucking cock,” Kadaj said dreamily, making Yazoo chuckle at his reaction.

“Reno’s very good at it too, Daj. He made you come so quickly the first time he did it to you,” Loz added, making the youngest blush.

“I only came so fast because Yazoo’s thoughts had me so worked up,” Kadaj retorted, glaring at the elder remnant.

“Don’t fight, brothers. You both have the Turk you wanted and they will look after you now. As for me, you already know how I fell about Tseng and I’m not ready to give up on him yet. I do like Rufus a lot too, though. I wonder if I could have them both?” Yazoo mused.

“Don’t think Tseng is the kind to share, brother,” Loz said thoughtfully, his hand ghosting down over Yazoo’s stomach and slipping up under the bottom of his shirt. “If you get him, I don’t think he’d even share you with us.”

“That’s what I’m worried about,” Kadaj added, moving up nibble on Yazoo’s ear.

“Brothers…,” Yazoo moaned softly, closing his eyes as Loz began to torment one of his nipples. “You both have Reno and Rude now. You don’t need me anymore.”

“Yes we do,” Loz whispered before kissing Yazoo gently, the kiss deepening as Kadaj began biting on Yazoo’s neck. Finally, Loz pulled back to look seriously at his middle sibling. “Why can’t we just all be together?”

“Human’s aren’t like us, Loz. They pair up and stay with just one person usually,” Yazoo whispered, his arm around Kadaj moving to pull the youngest closer. “Loz… Daj. You both have to stop this. You know we can’t do it now. Reno and Rude could come back at any moment and if they catch us together, they might reject you both.”

“I doubt it,” Kadaj murmured, finally stopping his assault on Yazoo’s neck. “You should have seen them last night, brother.”

“When Daj was playing with Reno, Rude couldn’t take his eyes off them. He got hard so quick,” Loz added. As he spoke his hand moved down Yazoo’s chest and slipped under the waistband of his pants, wrapping around the middle brother’s cock. “Let me show you what they looked like.”

Yazoo was about to tell Loz to stop, when suddenly his mind was full of images of Kadaj, naked and riding Reno’s cock while the redhead bucked up beneath him. He could see Rude off to the side too, staring at them both while his cock was being stroked by a hand that he assumed was Loz’s. The whole scene was playing out on the bed they now lay on, making Yazoo wish he’d been here last night.

“Loz…,” Yazoo gasped, feeling the eldest brother’s hand moving on his shaft. “That’s… cheating.” His only reply from Loz was a chuckle before he felt his pants pulled down and a warm mouth replace the hand. The images finally faded and Yazoo opened his eyes, looking over at Kadaj who was now kneeling beside him.

“You love it when we cheat, Yaz,” the youngest purred, stroking his own erection while he watched Loz swallow Yazoo eagerly. “And Loz never could resist tasting you. I’ve got something for you too, brother.”

Kadaj began kissing him, and again images filled his mind. This time they were of Loz, lying back on the bed in the cell while Rude swallowed his cock. The middle remnant moaned, the sound swallowed by Kadaj’s mouth. The way it made him feel to see Rude do to Loz, what Loz was doing to him right now, was almost unbearably good.

“You see, brother? That was before we even got them upstairs. Can you see my Reno?” Kadaj whispered against his lips. The image turned and Yazoo could see Reno watching Rude and Loz, the redhead’s eyes glazed as he sat naked, stroking his own cock. “I love Reno like that… shameless and so needy. This is what it feels like when he pushes inside of me.” Yazoo’s could suddenly feel Reno, pushing into him in an agonisingly slow thrust and he whimpered, arching his back. “They may not be willing to admit it, but they loved to watch each other having sex. I bet we can even get them to fuck each other, in time,” Kadaj whispered in his ear.

“Loz,” Yazoo moaned softly, his hand fisting in his elder brother’s hair. “St… stop. Don’t wanna come like this,” he whispered, breathing deeply to regain some control when Loz paused and looked up at him.

“How do you want to come, Yazoo?” Loz asked, glancing over at Kadaj who was still stroking his own cock, bright eyes shining.

“I’ve missed you both so much that I want us to be one again,” Yazoo began, his hand moving to stop the smallest remnant’s self pleasuring. Kadaj pouted at being interrupted, causing Yazoo to smile up at him. “Please, Daj. Let me take you while Loz takes me. It may be the last time I can join you two like this and I want it to be special.” Kadaj nodded his agreement, kissing Yazoo deeply before they moved into place.

***..***

Rude and Reno sat at the kitchen table talking after Rufus had left, trying to piece together what had happened the night before. Both remembered a little more now that they were properly awake but neither where keen on describing the images out loud.

“Well, we know that… things happened in the cell and then we brought them up to my room,” Reno began, his face red as his mind showed him flashes of exactly what he’d seen and done. “And then more things happened….”

“Do you think they hate us now?” Rude asked, his hands grasping each other nervously.

“I don’t know, partner. I hope not. Look, maybe we should just go and talk to them, explain that we all had too much to drink and sometimes, people do things that they wouldn’t usually do when alcohol is involved,” Reno answered, chewing on a fingernail.

“Damn it, Reno. We’re supposed to show them the right way to act, not the wrong way,” Rude growled, thumping a fist down on the table. “And now Rufus has a video of it all and we’re stuck going against Tseng…”

“Yeah, I know. We’ve stuffed up in the past, but this one is definitely one of our more spectacular fuck ups,” Reno muttered. “I still think our best bet is to talk to them and find out how much they remember. Maybe if we explain things and apologize…”

“They might forgive us?” Rude asked hopefully.

“Yeah, they might,” Reno responded, standing up. Rude followed him down the hall, both stopping in front of the redhead’s bedroom to gather their courage. Reno put a hand on the doorknob and was about to turn the handle when a loud moan from inside made him stop. Looking back towards Rude, he could tell his partner heard it too by the look on his face.

“Open the door quietly, Reno,” Rude whispered. Reno nodded at him, slowly turning the handle and pushing the door open.

***..***

Yazoo could barely breathe. The duel sensations assaulting his body were so overwhelming that he couldn’t stop the loud moan that escaped his lips. He’d been able to keep quiet up to that point, knowing that he and his brothers couldn’t afford to be caught like this, but the feelings of Kadaj’s ass squeezing his cock and Loz, thrusting into him from behind were just too intense.

Once he’d made that sound, both his brothers also let go and the room was full of their groans and gasps. Yazoo never could resist the sounds of his siblings in ecstasy and as his orgasm began to peak, he opened his eyes only to find Reno and Rude staring towards him, their eyes wide as they stood frozen in the doorway. The remnant tried to speak, to warn his brothers, but it was too late. He squeezed his eyes shut as Kadaj called out his name and climaxed, the youngest brother milking his own from him in a painfully strong orgasm that ripped through his whole body. His face was pulled into a brutal kiss by Kadaj as he fought for air, Loz still pounding into him until finally, the oldest brother found his own bliss.

“Yazoo,” Loz purred in his ear, his weight heavy on Yazoo’s back. Yazoo was finally able to pull up from the kiss and he looked down at Kadaj, his distress clear.

“Brother, what’s wrong,” Kadaj asked, his own smile disappearing. Instead of answering, Yazoo looked back up towards the door and Kadaj followed his gaze curiously. Loz must have looked up as well, because he heard his older sibling swear, quickly rolling off of him. Yazoo averted his eyes, pulling out of Kadaj and rolling to the side as the youngest remnant remained frozen, staring at the two Turks.

Yazoo kept his eyes down, trying to reassure both his siblings through their mental link. Loz’s mind was rambling back at him, the eldest remnant in a state of panic as he stared at Rude, the Turk he’d chosen as his. Kadaj’s mind was completely silent and his reaction worried Yazoo most of all.

“What the fuck!” Reno suddenly blurted, making Yazoo glance up from under his bangs to see the redhead take a step forward and then stop. His mouth was opening and closing as he seemed to be trying to say more that he couldn’t get out. Yazoo heard Kadaj whimper Reno’s name, fear the only emotion he could feel coming from his little brother’s mind.

Rude’s hand appeared on the redhead’s shoulder, clasping it tightly as his deep voice declared, “This is our fault, Reno.” Those words struck Yazoo like a cyclone, his brain swirling in a current of ideas that quickly supplied him with the perfect solution to this mess. He quickly sent his brother’s a mental rundown of what to do, Loz responding instantly in agreement but Kadaj was still silent. Yazoo turned towards his youngest brother and watched as he pulled his eyes away from Reno to look up at him. The middle brother didn’t have to read the youngest’s mind to know what he thought. Kadaj was terrified of losing Reno, his feelings for the Turk already too strong.

Yazoo began sending thoughts at him again, explaining that if the Turk’s knew they had always been intimate like this, they would reject them completely. Humans didn’t accept brothers having sex. To them it was disgusting, an unforgivable sin that they would be ostracized for. The only chance to get out of this was to let Reno and Rude blame themselves for letting things get out of hand the night before. They would think they’d given Kadaj and Loz the idea that this was acceptable behaviour and would forgive them, maybe giving them a lecture on the subject, but not deserting them, as Mother had. Besides, he’d already made Rufus think that he’d been innocent before Tseng and if he was caught lying, the President would never help him ensnare the Wutain.

***..***

Reno looked down at his feet, hearing Rude’s words and sighing as he saw the truth in them. He’d sat with Kadaj and watched his partner have sex with Loz. Rude had done the same, watching him and Kadaj. It seemed the two had remembered at least that much and thought that it was okay to take the next step, having sex with each other… or with their other brother, in this particular case. Creative little shits, Reno thought to himself, running a hand over his eyes.

“Okay, we all need to talk about this… now,” the redhead muttered, looking up and meeting Kadaj’s worried eyes. “Brat, I need to explain some things to you. Loz, go with Rude.”

“What about Yazoo?” Rude asked, glancing towards the third brother who was still averting his eyes.

“I’ll talk to Yazoo,” Rufus murmured from behind Reno, making the redhead jump and grasp his chest in shock.

“Fuck! I… uh, I mean, Mr President. What are you doing here?” Reno blurted.

“Helping you clean up your messes, apparently,” Rufus replied flatly, holding out his hand to Yazoo who was already climbing off the bed and walking towards him. “Rude and Reno, Tseng is to never, under any circumstance, find out about this. Make sure they understand why,” he added, taking the middle remnants hand and walking towards his office.

Rude walked out towards his own bedroom with Loz trailing behind and Reno closed the door behind them, turning towards the bed to find Kadaj sitting on top of the sheets, naked and peering at him guiltily. “First, you’re putting on some clothes. I can’t think with you like that,” Reno mumbled, heading over to his cupboard to begin searching for something that would vaguely fit the little remnant.

He never saw the sly grin Kadaj directed at his back.

***..***

Tseng sat staring out the window, a steaming mug of tea warming his hands. He’d lied to Rufus when he’d told him that he was going to Egde, instead driving to his secret sanctuary. The head Turk had purchased the little cabin years ago, before the fall of the Shinra Empire, when his bank account had been overflowing with funds that he didn’t need. It had been Rude that had given him the idea, the quiet Turk having purchased his own apartment in Midgar that he escaped to on his days off. Tseng had longed for something similar but had wanted a place far away from the stench and pollution of Midgar. The cabin was perfect, only a couple of hours away from the city but far enough that he was surrounded by nature and clean air. It was where he came to think, to wind down or just hide. Today he was doing a little of all three.

Yazoo was driving him to distraction and he knew if he’d stayed near the remnant, he would have ended up doing something he would regret later. Instead he’d come here, trying to sort through the mess his mind had become. The very fact the remnant had such power over his thoughts angered him, made him want to drive back and put a bullet between those beautiful eyes. Only problem was, he knew he’d never go through with it.

He was attracted to Yazoo, so much so that he couldn’t even look at the youth without being overcome by the desire to touch and taste. It was wrong… so wrong that every time it happened, it made him hate himself. The middle brother had turned him into a whore when he’d been the remnants’ prisoner, making his body react without his consent. He could remember it all, everything he’d done, despite the foggy mist that accompanied every memory. Jenova’s control had left him in a drugged like state, unable to stop himself from giving into lust and need, but the sadistic bitch had made sure that none of it would ever be forgotten.

Tseng could remember the feel of Yazoo’s mouth around his shaft; how amazing it had felt to be on his knees before the beautiful youth, tasting the remnants cock eagerly and lastly, and most humiliating of all, how he’d laid on his back and spread himself wide, begging to be fucked by the silver haired youth. Even now the memories made him hard, his body reacting instantly despite his disgust. The worst part was he couldn’t blame Jenova anymore, the monster’s influence long gone from his mind.

He should hate the boy, but he didn’t. His body should cringe at the thought of Yazoo touching him, but it wouldn’t. Every minute he spent near the beautiful youth made him want him more and it was driving Tseng into despair. The anger keep boiling up, frustration making him unbalanced to the point that everyone around him noticed. Rude, Rufus and even Reno had noticed, all three men seemingly losing their respect for him, even though they didn’t know the details of what had occurred.

Out of all of his co-workers, Rufus’ respect hurt the most to lose. He’d loved the Shinra heir for years, burying his feelings and pretending he didn’t care. Rufus was so far above him, a young man of power and position that he would die for in a heart beat. Instead of letting the blonde know how he felt, he’d dedicated his life to him, knowing that a Turk could never be good enough to stand beside the President as an equal. Long ago he’d accepted that fact, but the love he felt had kept him by Rufus’ side, serving as his protector and ensuring that no-one ever harmed him. It all added an extra sting to his shame, making him feel as if he was betraying the blonde by wanting another.

Sighing, Tseng took another sip on his tea, pausing to breathe in the sweet smell of mint that steamed out of the cup. The argument he’d had with Rufus flittered through his mind, making him frown out the window at the evergreens that dotted the landscape. The President had been worried about him, digging around and trying to find out what had occurred between him and Yazoo that night. Tseng would kill to protect that secret, to ensure that Rufus never discovered what had occurred. The Wutain may have threatened to leave the President but it’d been an empty threat, used only in desperation and panic.

At the end of the argument, when the blonde had closed his eyes and leaned into his touch, Tseng had come so close to snapping. His whole body had trembled with the urge to grab the President, throw him over his desk and fuck his brains out. Instead he’d kissed his forehead, leaving the room before he did anything they’d both regret. Rufus cared for him but he knew it wasn’t in the same way he cared for the blonde. The President didn’t love him or yearn for his touch and if the youth ever found out how Tseng really felt about him, the Wutain was sure he’d be totally rejected, losing his job and never seeing Rufus again.

The whole incident had left him in a state of panic and he’d decided to take action, to end Yazoo’s interest in him, once and for all. Tseng’s intent had been to make the remnant hate him, knowing that if Yazoo reached out to him, he’d never be able to refuse and would end up betraying Rufus. If he hurt him enough, the youth would despise him and the temptation would be removed. Unfortunately, uttering those words as Yazoo had climaxed had hurt Tseng as well, the lie burning in his chest as it had slipped past his lips.

It shouldn’t have hurt to say them. The remnant was his enemy, Jenova’s influence gone or not, and Rufus was suppose to be the one he loved and served. Somehow, in some twisted, fucked up way, the Wutain had ended up in love with them both and he hated himself for it.

Standing from the chair by the window, Tseng walked into the kitchen to begin making his evening meal. Tomorrow he would be returning to Healin Lodge and somehow, he would have to hold himself together while being so close to both the men who held his heart. Unfortunately, he already knew he would get no rest tonight.

TBC