Sorry for the wait…but I had no inspiration, writers block as they say…hope you like the update.

Chapter 6

Kadaj only knew he was whisked away, a cloak thrown over his eyes as strong arms grabbed him. He felt wind rip around his body with no ground beneath his feet. His body felt heavy from pressure but some part of him told Kadaj that this man meant him no harm, that he was safe. Yet his mind was telling him to break free.

"Hey! Let me go!" Kadaj demanded, his arms flailing slightly as he yanked the cloak away from his head so he could see. Almost immediately after, Kadaj was forced to close his eyes; not prepared for the onslaught of the wind that he was faced towards.

Vincent glanced down at the boy in his arms and smiled weakly. "Sorry for taking you but I need to show you something." Kadaj blinked and looked up to the raven haired man who held him.

"Eh? Show me? You barely know who I am! I barely know you besides your name!" Kadaj retorted, feeling himself getting angry. He had been pulled away from Yazoo against his will and this man acted as if he didn't know what he had done!

Vincent just smiled and tightened his grip. "Please don't struggle; I wouldn't want to drop you from this height." As if to emphasize his point, the launched off a large building, soaring over roof tops miles below. Vincent's grip was stern but not painful.

Kadaj nodded reluctantly; hopefully his brothers would forgive him when he returned.

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Kadaj was set on his feet and Vincent took a step back. "Wear the cloak, it'll cover you. It should due for now." Was all he prompted before the vampiric creature walked away. Not really up for arguing, Kadaj followed silently, his bare feel padding across the cemented ground. For the most part, they walked in silence, between buildings and past alley ways. Dust clung everywhere but surprisingly very little garbage besides the occasional rubble.

Finally approaching an old building Vincent guided them around the side and stopped at a cellar door. Though it was locked, the Vampire seemed intent on going through it. Bending down, Vincent curled his fingers around the lock and pulled. With ease the chain shattered and the door was pulled open. Dust floated in the air before settling on the ground.

Kadaj placed his hand over his nose to prevent himself from sneezing as he followed Vincent down the steps. Kadaj's eyes easily adjusted to the sudden encasement of darkness and he saw that Vincent was only a few feet away from him, heading deeper into the passageway.

"We're almost there, a bit further Kadaj." Vincent spoke calmly, his voice echoing over his shoulder.

Kadaj nodded, as he glanced about blank walls and empty corridors. "What a dull place…" He mumbled to himself as he sped up a bit to catch up with his guide. I wonder what it is he needs to show…Kadaj stopped walking as the hallway broke into a large room, a large tube filled with a faint blue-ish green glowing liquid. Wires and cables spiraled across the floor leading up to the tube. Small IV wires and other wires punctured a small form, that of a 12 year old at most. A young boy with flowing silver hair, and pale child flesh. His body was slender but firm looking. Kadaj could barely force his legs to move as Vincent took his hand and guided him forward.

"I have no right to free him…he is meant to be watched over for you. I was just the mediator. Take him home with you. Guide him safely." Vincent spoke before Kadaj no longer felt the man's presence. Kadaj's eyes widened and he whipped around but saw he was alone with the boy.

Kadaj raised his eyes to the top of the tube and noticed a metallic plate with words encrypted on it. "This is…Sephiroth…?" Kadaj chocked falling to his knees.

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Yazoo dropped himself into the kitchen chair, his hair tied over his shoulder un-brushed; his unnecessarily long t-shirt hanging over his right shoulder. He didn't seem the least bit tired, but he was grumpy. Loz shuddered slightly; it was rare to have Yazoo wake up in such a foul mood. He was afraid to ask.

Cloud entered the room only to leave moments later feeling the heavy atmosphere. He and Loz shared a look before the blonde left. Kadaj.

Loz tentively placed his brother's breakfast in front of him and sat down across the table. "You start your new job today don't you?" Loz started conversation, wondering if he'd get anywhere with it.

Yazoo twitched and raised his head. "Kadaj has to take me there…he found the job for me after all." Yazoo retorted, shrugging slightly as he grabbed a fork and began to jab the eggs on his plate with it.

"Okay…" Loz replied, paling.

"When ever he decided to return home would be great…" Yazoo sighed as he dropped the fork. He couldn't stay mad. It was hard to vent anger out on Loz. He was so innocent…except for when it came to something they both disagreed on…

"Eh? Return? When did Kadaj go out?" Loz frowned, this was new to him.

"I woke up and he was gone. We were downstairs…playing…and we fell asleep on the couch." Yazoo explained, keeping things rather vague. "The little jerk…" Pretty as he is…he's still a jerk. Yazoo sagged in his chair, feeling his entire body sink in exhausted though he had yet to do anything worthy of being exhausted.

Just then the front door swung open, bouncing off the wall. "I'm home."

Yazoo and Loz looked at each other before they got up from their seats and went to greet their youngest sibling.

TBC

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