Own nothing.
Rambling Tidus in the underwater Via Purifico. Rambling.

Smile

So I guess we're separated now. Whistle for me, Yuna. I'll hear, I swear.

"Believe." Believe.

Oh, but Yuna. I do believe you can fly.

Would you fly to me?

You know, I'm picturing bits of your first sending, how mesmerising, how horrifyingly beautiful it was. All I see are the colours. Colours dancing on water. And you dancing. The most beautiful thing to be seen through my eyes. And I honestly never want to see it again. The memory alone... it's enough for me.

And the next time we meet I know we'll have to cram a million lifetimes of memories in the shortest, the longest, stretch of time. When we meet, time'll go too fast to keep up with. And time'll stop for us.

You know, they told me everything. And all I keep thinking of is me and my... oh god. Why... why did you let me act like a selfish kid and not tell me anything, what I, having become one of your guardians, had unwillingly agreed to? I wanted so, so badly to take you to Zanarkand. To home. And Yuna, I... argh... goddammit, Jecht... I guess I really am a crybaby. How ignorant I was, to dream of a happy ending. Peace is brought to Spira only until the next time, while despair is brought to us and stays. And you are snatched away.

If it wasn't for Wakka half-pulling me through these waters right now I'd just be floating here, Yuna. Just floating. Because... see, people like you, no one can change your mind once it's been set.

Oh god. You. You so strong, so soft, so delicate. Your resolve... really is admirable. I mean, I've convinced everyone that I'll be the one to convince you to quit. Everyone but myself. Because we both know how that'll end, right? "They rely on me. I am a summoner now. I am their hope."

Greater good. You love the people, you feel the need to do good by them, and I guess I can say I understand that to an extent. They need hope desperately and you are there, daughter of High Summoner Braska, willing to give yourself up for it. You single-handedly give people the bleakest, the brightest of lingering hope, and the knowledge of that is the happiest, the saddest thing they'll know. Because your people, Yuna... they love you back. You're not alone. They love you too. I...

Damn it all. This wasn't in the damn job description, feeling like this... and knowing... and your iron-strong will... Is it even worth my pleading? Should I really just give up here and -

No. I need to – we need to escape this. We need to go home. Yuna... I wanna do so much. I wanna scream, I wanna jump, I wanna sleep, I wanna eat, I wanna blitz, and I wanna see you for the first time again. I wanna laugh with you, and yet I wanna cry. With you.

I wanna... be with you.

But it's your decision, it always has been. Just... know that whatever you'll be doing from this point on, I will be right by your side. I always will. So... don't be sad, okay?

Just smile, Yuna.

Remember to smile.


First off - sorry if it sucked -.-' first time writing FF. And second, this is for a special, special person (Yoooooochun, -ahem-). Be happy.