Disclaimer: I don't own this game, but I mean really, would I be writing this if I did?

Hello guys! I've got a Celes/Locke for you today, just something I wrote quickly, so it's not brilliant but hey ho. Enjoy!

He'd said he would love her with his whole heart forever before the end of their world was brought about. That was a lie. After the carnage the nihilistic clown had catalysed, they'd been scattered to the far corners of the broken earth.

She'd slept for a year in the caring protection of her uncle-of-sorts, the two leaning on each other and barely surviving, in desperate need of relief. He however, was making his way away from her.

She'd tried to end it all after her dear uncle had left this mortal coil; spending his final days nursing her back to health in a martyr like fashion. Fleeing away from the house that brought back too many memories, she stumbled upon a large cliff; striking looking and dangerously high, towering over the fang like rocks that protruded from the sapphire foaming ocean. She'd taken one last long look back at the beige rocks, the emerald grass and the azure sky that reminded her so much of his eyes; and stepped backwards off of the cliff into the cold embrace of oblivion. Of death.

But death did not come.

She awoke soaking wet, with the smell of salt filling her nostrils, the taste of brine stinging her throat and the dirty yellow sand covering every inch of her body. Pushing herself up, she saw a pristine white bird, untouched by the dirt and grim of this world, staring her down with curious eyes and a newly fixed, feathery pinion.

"You protected me?" She muttered drowsily with a hoarse, brittle voice; the effect of swallowing sea water playing havoc on her vocal chords. The bird cocked its head to the side, seemingly understanding what she said. "Why would you waste your effort on me, someone who's lost all hope...?" The bird cawed, shaking a scrap of ragged blue material off its orange leg, before soaring into the expansive blue sky. She reached out for the material, it wasn't as soaking as she was, but her fingers dampened it; the water spreading further along the material with every second that she clung to it. This was his bandana, it had to be; he was alive. He was alive. She wept tears of joy, pushing herself to stand shakily on adrenaline wearied limbs and numbed muscles, and venturing off towards the desolate house once more.

Months of adventuring later, when all their companions but the ever angelic Terra had rejoined her, they stumbled upon an old hamlet, which was from all appearances far behind the times. They had been told that they'd find a treasure hunting thief here, looking for a way to save his love.

At first she didn't believe it was him – there'd been so many once honourable men taking a fancy to thievery from desperation, despair or the depravity of this new world. But then Edgar, helpful and tactful as always, mention that just maybe, it was him. That he came from the small hamelt – as he remembered, when he'd mentioned it in passing many years ago. She had been taken aback in unbelieving shock, not knowing quite what to expect. She was even more shocked when they finally found him, head in a treasure chest, wry smile on his lips and a shiny object at home in his hand. She didn't know what to do, it felt as though her heart had been ripped out of her chest and smashed on the ground. Smashed like the magicite he clutched so tightly in his hot hand.

Yes she fault sorry for him, the past seemed to haunt his very being, but at the same time, she was here now, and that other girl certainly wasn't.

And when it was all over, he emerged from the basement as though nothing had even happened, "I'm alright, Rachel brought the light back to my heart... And now... Everything will be okay. Let's go, we have to give it our best shot!"

It was her name on the tip of his tongue, she was the one who made him feel better, and she felt jealousy as she never thought she could before. She turned quickly on her heel and marched out, ignoring the worried looks everyone gave each other and the infuriating way they all parted for her, giving her a very wide berth. If she was the one who made him better, she would show him how little he mattered to her, pushing all other emotions out of her heart. After all, she was the Ice General.

And then, it was over, they'd done it. The destructive clown had been sent straight to the depths of hell. They clung to each other as though the world would end if they separated, breaking her earlier half-hearted vow to ignore him; now nothing mattered to her as long as he was here. Jumping onto the airship, they still clung to each other as they watched the doom like tower collapse. Breathing heavily, she collapsed to the floor as the airship veered far away from the remaining rubble. He bent to sit next to her, but she gave him a sharp look, still not happy about being second-best. He sighed and sat anyway, reaching out his bruised and battered arms and encircled her into a hug, which she lamely returned. He sighed into her dirty blonde hair, mumbling words of peace and love as she slowly came around to him. After Terra, she dear girl that had the sweet naïvety of a ten year old, had been caught, her esper half lost, she stood, leaving for the right side of the ship. Looking down, she could see all the remaining people of the world gathering together in joy and relief. She smiled and looked down at them all whizzing past as Edgar came to stand next to her, asking her about Locke and her with a joyous tone in his voice, until she caught sight of the now fully human half esper girl; she inquired about her to which Edgar shook his finger, saying something about 'not business that she should know' and that 'they would all find out soon anyway', walking away, chuckling at her confused look. He quickly joined her, asking if the Young King had bothered her. She laughed and shook her head, enjoying the new found love they were enjoying and the new levity in her heart.

"We'll start a new life."

"By the sea."

"We'll find peace."

"And we'll live happily ever after."

Fin.

There you have it! Just a short little one, but sweet (I hope!). Thank you for reading and drop review if you please! Thanks!