The Rain Goes On
A FFIX songfic
Disclaimers: I do not own Final Fantasy or
the song "Blame it on the Weatherman" by B*Witched.
~CAUTION: SPOILER ALERT~~
AN: I decided to take a short break from
my Escaflowne fic and do a FFIX fic since that game's all I've been playing for
the past two weeks. Warning: this is my first songfic =Þ
Here goes...
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Garnet pulled her hood over her head and
took one last look in the mirror. Her face was completely hidden. No one would
guess she was the queen of Alexandria. And no one would see her tears.
It's just
One more day
No one said
There would be rain again
Won't blame it on myself
Yeah
I'll blame it on the weatherman
As she ran silently down the spiral
staircase, she remember their first meeting...he had said that destiny had
brought them together. If so then why was he gone?
She cried harder...the tears blurring her
vision as she ran towards the main entrance of the castle...out the doors...and
to the harbor.
She just had to get out...to get away from
that place...as far away as possible...from everyone. She wanted to be by
herself...even if only for today.
Get away
For a while
Here I am
Out on my own again
Won't blame it on myself
Yeah
I'll blame it on the weatherman
The sea air calmed her, even if only
slightly. She pulled down her hood and let the warm breeze dry her tears. She
had promised herself she wouldn't cry anymore...that she would move on. But how
could she?
It was just too much...of all days...
Today was exactly one year since...since
she last saw Zidane.
...Of all days...
Today it was announced that the Tantalus
Company was coming...to perform the exact play that was shown when they first
met.
She realized she had been walking along
the beach for a while now...and she had come upon her favorite spot.
She looked out over the ocean...sometimes,
when the clouds and the sea and the sun were positioned just right, she could
see, towering above the clouds, the Ifia Tree... that had killed Zidane.
"You promised..."
"You promised you'd come back to
me..."
Standing on the shore
Calling out your name
I was here before
I could see your face
Only clouds will see
Tears are in my eyes
Empty like my heart
Why'd you say goodbye?
She cried.
The rain goes on
(On and on again)
The rain goes on
(On and on again)
The rain goes on
(On and on again)
And she sang. Their song.
Alone
I can hear
Hear our song
Playing for me again
Won't blame it on myself
Oh no
Just blame it on the weatherman
And as she sang, she hoped that somewhere,
no matter how great the distance was that separated them, whether it be and
ocean or a lifetime, he was listening.
Standing on the shore
Calling out your name
I was here before
I could see your face
Only clouds will see
Tears are in my eyes
Empty like my heart
Why'd you say goodbye?
Suddenly she heard someone coming up
behind her. She turned.
"Steiner?"
"Your Highness, please, we must
return to the castle. The theater ship will be arriving soon and it is
imperative that you attend the performance. You can return here later."
As much as she wanted to argue, she knew
he was right. After all, the play was in honor of her. She had to go.
She would have to save her tears for
later, right now she had to be a queen.
The rain goes on
(On and on again)
The rain goes on
(On and on again)
The rain goes on
(On and on again)
As she sat in the balcony and tried to
concentrate on the play, it was all she could do to keep herself from bursting
into tears right then and there. All the memories...
She heard the mood of the music change and
she realized it was nearing her favorite part of the play.
"Could she have betrayed me? Nay,
ne'er would my love speak false. I must have faith! She shall appear if I only
believe! As the sun lends me no ear, I pray instead to the twin moons! I
beseech thee, wondrous moonlight, grant me my only wish! Bring my beloved
Dagger to me!"
Maybe it's too late
Maybe it's too late to try again
She gasp. That part surely wasn't in the
play...and only one person ever called her by that name...
"Zidane!"
Maybe I can't pray
Maybe I can't wait
Maybe I can't blame the weatherman
She ran. She ran as fast as she could,
thinking that this had to be a dream...one of which she never wanted to wake up
from.
So she ran. Past Steiner and
Beatrix...through the doors...down the staircase...outside...toward the
stage...through the crowd...to his open arms.
And she cried.
The rain goes on
(On and on again)
The rain goes on
(On and on again)
The rain goes on
(On and on again)
She was finally safe...they were finally
together.
"How did you survive?"
"I didn't have a choice. I had to
live. I wanted to come home to you. So...I sang your song. Our song."
'So there really are such things as happy
endings,' she thought.
Oh blame it on the weatherman
~end
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Ok, please review and tell me what you
think. I people liked it, I might consider doing a sequel.
Thanx 4 reading
Merle
vanz_cat@yahoo.com
