By: Chikujin
Disclaimer: Anything Final Fantasy belongs to Squaresoft! And don't you forget it!
'Why did I bother coming back…' thought Tidus, standing across the Calm Lands feeling the breeze blow his long hair back.
It was three years after they had beat Sin. For the first of those three, he had labored endlessly to return to his new home…. to his Spira. The last two years however, he had spent training, and learning to accept the price that he paid when he returned. The effects were instantaneous, and as a result, he could never fulfill his promise to Yuna.
'Yuna…. how I long to be with you…. but I dare not burden you with my burdens love. You will be…. happier without knowledge of my existence.'
He had spent the next two years building his home in the Calm Lands, practicing, training his senses to exceed their limits. His Caladbolg had been modified, now leaving trails of vibrating sound waves that allowed him to perceive his surroundings, to memorize his landscapes….
He reminisced back to that fateful day three years ago, when they dealt the final blow to Yu Yevon. Their celebration was cut short by his painful departure, a departure that he will never forget.
'I love you…'
Yuna's parting words still echoed in his head as he thought back to that one moment. They haunted him… taunted him….
'No…. it's too late kid….. she has her own life now…. Get it into your head! You CAN'T go back!'
He sighed and instead thought about the physical changes that he himself had gone through. His hair of gold had become long. Long enough to be tied back into a ponytail. His muscles had bulged considerably after his years of training. Not enough to be considered buffed, but enough for him in his opinion. There was, however, one article that he could not, no, didn't want to thing about. His….
"Tidus. Must come back in. Is getting dark."
Tidus sighed, blessing the Ronso behind him for helping him and taking care of him when he needed it.
"Sure thing Kimahri. Sure thing."
He turned around and followed the sound of the Ronso's footsteps in the grass, picturing his surroundings as the sounds depicted for him. His final thoughts as he entered his cabin was probably the most depressing of all.
'Yuna…. if it can be avoided…. I promised you I'd come back…. but now I have to break that promise…. I refuse to burden you…. to place upon you, the burden….. of a blind man….'
To Be Continued……
A/N: Well people, whatta ya think!? It's only a prologue…. the actual story chapters are much longer than this, but first I need reaction! Review, please! Tell me what you think! I live off of feedback and criticism…. just please, no flames….. please? Well, until next time, I'll be watching you……