"Yazoo. Wake up... please..."

Yazoo's eyelids fluttered open. "Where... where am I?" He sat up and looked around. He was in the middle of a wide, grassy field. "Am I in Midgar?" he rubbed one of his eyes with a fist.

The boy beside him smiled. "No... you died in your sleep last night..." He looked sad.

Yazoo laughed uneasily. "You're... you're kidding, right? Heh heh... this is just a dream." Yazoo stared, slight tears in his eyes. "W-wait... Daaj?"

Kadaj smiled sadly. "Yes, nii-san... you're in the lifestream." Kadaj held his hand. "I..." The teenager was lost for words. Yazoo realized he was facing his deceased brother... and then the shock hit him. He had killed himself.

"L..." Yazoo tried, but he couldn't manage to force his elder brother's name from between his lips. Hot tears began falling from his shining mako-eyes. Kadaj held his brother in his arms, attempting to console him thru his own tears. Yazoo's stomach dropped, realizing he had left Loz alone... utterly alone.

"Kadaj, I have to go back... I... I didn't even say goodbye..." He sobbed, the choked cries racking his body with convulsions. "I didn't even say goodbye..."

Kadaj's expression was pained. Was it wrong that at first he was happy to see Yazoo drift into the Lifestream? Kadaj wrapped his arms around his crying brother's waist. He whispered, his voice barely audible, "I missed you..."

Yazoo returned Kadaj's embrace. " I missed you too, little brother..." He buried his face into Kadaj's neck. 'Oh Lozzy...'

Loz looked up as the Doctor approached him. The man's expression was unreadable. The bulky 24-year-old stood up, weaving his fingers together in his nervousness. He stared blankly as the man stopped in front of him.

"...Loz, I'm so very sorry... your brother..." The Doctor hiccupped. "Your brother didn't make it through the surgery."

Loz's heart stopped it's beat in his chest. Suddenly dizzy, he fell back as sour bile rose in his throat. He collapsed on the ground, motionless, the last words in his mind, "Forever and for always..."

He watched as Doctors, nurses, and patients panicked, running to and away from him soundlessly. A steady stream of mixed blood and bile dripped from the corner of his mouth. The corners of his vision blurred, making the world look fuzzy.

The Doctor was speaking to him, but Loz just stared. So much blood... He had been alone. All. Alone. But not now.

Loz's finger slackened on the trigger of Yazoo's Velvet Nightmare as the world swam before him.

"I'm coming, Yazoo... I'm coming."

The End.