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The Silent Killer	By : DanteDonovan Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1206 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII Advent Children, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.Any similarities to people or places purely coincidental.

Chapter List
- 1-The Silent Killer
- 2-II
- 3-III
- 4-IIII
- 5-V
- 6-VI
- 7-VII
- 8-VIII
- 9-VIIII
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"Brother? Brother!"
Yazoo grimaced as two hands on his shoulders shook him franticly. His head was still spinning and his vision still blurred, it had been over a week since he had last seen his brothers. The doctors had seen it fit to separate him from the other two for longer periods of time.
Yazoo nodded as he raised a shaky hand to his head. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. It was just the injections making me dizzy."
"Are you sure? Is that really all? They didn't do anything else to you did they?"
Yazoo shook his head and looked away so Kadaj wouldn't see his eyes. He was a great actor and could pull off anything he wanted, any time, anywhere. If his brother looked into his eyes, right now, he would see how much pain he was really in and he wasn't going to let that happen.
"No Kadaj, it's okay. They just made me do more physical activities and an increase in Jenova injections. I'm just really tired and sore, that's all. I promise." Yazoo said as he allowed his younger brother to look him over. He sighed as Kadaj's hands turned his face side to side, mentally wincing when the hands ran down his sides, searching for any hidden injuries. The problem was that this time the injuries weren't external they were internal.
Loz stood off to the side of their room, chewing on a fingernail, worried for his younger brother. He trusted in Kadaj to check him over but still had a feeling in his gut that more had been happening recently than Yazoo was letting on. He let out a breath of some relief when Yazoo turned to him and gave him a faint smile, a sad smile, but a smile none-the-less.
"Well if anyone ever hurts you I'll kill them! I will find a way. You just tell me and I'll take care of it okay? I promise I will always be here for you."
Yazoo smiled at his brothers, Kadaj and Loz; they always knew how to make him feel better somehow. He gave a content sigh as Kadaj kissed his forehead and then pulled him in close, wrapping his arms around him. It saddened Yazoo though that they only had each other, no one else there to rely on or to help them, alone in their white room. Yazoo frowned but then took comfort in knowing that at least none of them was completely alone, without each other. That, of all things, would be unbearable.
Yes, he would never tell his brothers what had happened or what had always been happening in their separations. He had to protect his brothers, especially Kadaj from worrying, being how young he was as well as quick tempered. Saying anything to him would only lead to disaster and his possible death.
Yazoo was also the calm one, comforting and soothing the others as they cried. If he showed any signs of pain or fear it would scare them, knowing that the one they went to for safety was breaking down. He had to stay strong for their sakes, he was the only stability left in the insanity of their lives. So Yazoo did the only thing he could, he kept his mouth shut, keeping his emotions locked away, deep inside, where no one would ever find them and hopefully someday forget that they even existed.
"I love you brother, Loz and I both, remember that." Kadaj spoke softly as he pulled him in even closer.
Yazoo smiled at those loving words from Kadaj, relaxing in his embrace as he rested his head on his shoulders. "I love both of you too. Always…" he mumbled out as he soon fell asleep in his brother's arms.
Yazoo shook his head back to reality, seeing his reflection in the stream as it flowed beneath him. He had been thinking about times long past, back when he was in his late teens, Kadaj his early. He had been through worse from the doctors when it came to physical injuries but it coming from his brother, hurt so much worse. He tilted his head as he kept staring in the water, frowning as he watched himself move his hands down his chest. The blood was all gone now but the cuts still remained. Kadaj had only left him enough materia to fix major wounds and broken bones, but no more than that. Kadaj had done it on purpose, he knew, wanting the cuts to remain as a reminder of not to cross him in the future. His heart sunk as he raised a hand to his lips, touching the split that was still there. It was smaller now, swelling had gone away, but still it hurt.
"Brother, you have such a pretty smile. Why do you hide it from us?...Why don't you talk anymore?..."
Yes, he had stopped being talkative years ago, when they were still in the labs. He had become so used to keeping his emotions in, to hide his hurt from his brothers so as not to worry them, that he had, after a while, forgotten how to express his feelings at all. Sometimes he wanted to say things, talk to them, but in the end, only a few words would come out. As the years passed by it seemed to be a good thing since Kadaj's anger had grown and could be set off easier. He still couldn't understand why Kadaj picked him to vent all of his anger out on when he was angry. Sure, he had snapped at Loz on occasion but never did any more than that. 'Why me? What the hell did I do to make him want to do this to me? Do I even want to know anymore?' Yazoo thought to himself as he lowered his hand from his mouth. 'A pretty smile?' Yazoo stared down at his face as the sudden scrutiny made him look away. How long had it been since he had ever heard those words from his brother let alone having even done it.
"Hmph" was his only response to that thought as he got out of the stream and began to get dressed. He recalled the previous time, of similar assault that had happened once before, only not as sick and twisted as this. Later on in the day Kadaj had been on his knees begging and pleading for forgiveness, this time, was truly intended. It seemed a lot had changed over the years. Yazoo had a suspicion that this had to do with Mother, her influence becoming stronger as time passed. Kadaj had always been a loose cannon but progressively had become something else, something much more sinister and sadistic than he had once been. Looking at his brother these days was like looking at a stranger anymore, even Loz was confused. Dear, sweet Loz, he would never say anything though. He didn't have the ability to want to go against family, no matter what, so would just do as told as long as it meant he could be with his brothers.
What had happened to Kadaj though? Why had he changed? In Kadaj's need for acknowledgment from Mother he had put himself in front while anything else around him became expendable.

Yazoo sighed as he stood up, just finishing putting on his boots, and headed back to the others. It was only a few minutes before the bikes came into view, his brothers all ready to go. Yazoo paused and looked at his younger brother, searching his eyes for remorse but found nothing but coldness; slowly he looked away and went to mount his bike.
"What took you?"
Yazoo froze, his back to Kadaj, his hands on the seat. 'What now? Just leave me alone…' he thought as he shuddered within at the emptiness in that voice. No, this was not the same brother anymore. Not the one who used to hold him when he was tired and aching. Not the brother who had said he loved him and would protect him from harm. Now all that was there was the body of Kadaj, but nothing more than a monster inside. Yazoo closed his eyes at the thought that once, how the doctors had treated him, Kadaj was now doing the same, just wearing black instead of white.
"I said we leave in one hour but that doesn't mean you return on the dot. You should always be early, thought you would know that by now…"
Yazoo just nodded and got on his bike, revving the engine loud in hopes it would cover what his head was despairing about, the fact that the one who used to comfort him from his tormentors had become one himself. What worried Yazoo was he was sure that Kadaj knew but just didn't care. How long would he be able to take this? Would he even be able to love his brother anymore by the time all was said and done? Or would Kadaj completely be taken over by newfound power and leave them all behind? Would he care if that's what happened in the end?
All of these questions and thoughts plagued him, hurting him that all of these were possibilities. Not wanting to love his brother anymore. His brother possibly not loving them once it ends. What to do should any of these things happen. His dislike of Mother had been slowly growing over time and now he hated her existence. He would never tell his brothers this, but he had stopped caring for her a long time ago.
Yazoo shook his head, annoyed by the aching in the lower back of it, frowning as it slowly spread forward. He was getting them more often and it scared him, he hadn't had these types since he had been in the labs. The fear didn't come from the knowledge of pain that would grow, but rather at the cause of it.
"Just wait Jenova, when I find you I will rip you to pieces and burn your remains."
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