AN: Hello readers! I know that Seymour is not always the most popular character, but I wanted to try to shed some light on why he is the way he is. Please stick it out even if you don't like Seymour, Tidus and all the other characters will play their parts in this too, don't worry.

Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 1 – Anima's Sphere

Yuna's POV (AN: Point of view)

Being a Gullwing wasn't everything she thought it would be. Sure, there was the adventure and the acrobatics which kept her body fit and in exquisite shape. But her mind was like a vacuum, unstimulated and unchallenged.

She loved her friends, she really did. Paine was almost like a mother to her and she could always count on her for comfort. Rikku was peppy and fun like a thousand fireworks and they would always have good times. But she missed the long conversations she would have with him before he disappeared forever.

Just as a deep depression was about to set in:

"Hey Yuna," Paine called, looking back at her. "You're not getting all introspective again are you?"

Yuna shook her head and gave a warm chuckle.

"Sorry! I'm coming," she projected, racing to catch up with her companions.

"Come on Yunie! LeBlanc could be right behind us!" Rikku exclaimed.

Paine snorted. "Yeah right. It's not like you want to finish early and get back to Gippal."

Rikku frowned indignantly while holding her hand out for Yuna to grab.

Taking up that offer of a hand, Yuna recompensed her own along with Paine's as well. Together the three of them propelled themselves across the Bevellian architecture in the direction of the sphere signal's source: The Bevelle Hotel.

Together and all at once, they shouted.

"Let's go, Gullwings!"

When they reached the great building, they crept around to the window of the room that Brother assured them contained the sphere. Yuna and Paine cringed as Rikku noisily carved a circle out of the glass so that they could get in.

"Couldn't you have picked the lock?" Paine asked.

"Oh yeah... Oops!" she grinned apologetically.

Meanwhile, Yuna climbed through the gleaming glass and began to search the room. At first it was nowhere to be seen until … there! Under the desk! She dropped to her knees and wrapped her hand around the spherical object. She opened her mouth to yell to the others, but something stopped her.

There, reflected in the sphere, she saw a single, familiar blue eye. Her heart paused. Was it him? She quickly stuffed it into her behemoth leather satchel. Voices behind her told her that the other Gullwings had entered the room.

"Ooh, fancy!"

"Hey, keep it down."

Retreating from under the wooden furniture, she called to her fellow Gulls.

"You guys! I've searched the whole room and there's nothing here. Maybe you two should go check the other rooms. I'll keep looking."

She turned around to see Rikku in mid-bounce on the bed and Paine trying desperately not to notice by adjusting her lipstick. They both agreed abashedly and left the room.

Finally alone, she retrieved the sphere and retired to the bed to view it. Her heart trembled with trepidation.A woman's voice eminated forth, one that she knew but didn't remember yet.

If anyone is watching this, you may not know who I am. I am the mother of Seymour Guado.

You may not wish to listen to me, but I pray that you do. I must tell you the truth about my son, Seymour.

She gasped at the sound of that name, clutching her chest. She remembered this woman, it was Maester Seymour's mother: Anima.

My son is a better man than he is known to be. There are terrible … rumors I must disprove if I can. I have been his Aeon now for many months and I too can see the hate in his heart. But despite this hate, my son is not a monster. My son is not a murderer.

Jyscal Guado left this world at the hand of no human or guado, but a ronso. Though Seymour did not love the man, he stayed with him as he died and tried so hard to save him.

Please, do not make my son suffer for a crime he has not committed.

The image flickered and died and so did Yuna's spirit. After all this time, she had always thought Seymour was a murderer, but now …

A single tear rolled down her pale white visage. She wiped them all away leaving dark mascara marks on her wrists.

Yuna heard a knocking at the chamber door, and remembered a poem by Edgar Alan Poe. She closed her eyes and sighed. Looks like she wasn't getting any privacy today.

"Ok, I'm coming in now!" Rikku shrieked and Yuna tucked the sphere secretly into her satchel. Blinking, she grinned up at her asinine cousin.

"Any luck with the sphere?" Yuna quizically asked, canting her head.

Rikku bounced on one foot, shaking her head, "No! But we better hurry, because LeBlanc has infilled... infiltered... oh..." Rikku shook her hands like a clapping monkey. "Got in the hotel!"
Yuna laughed out loud at Rikku's lack of vocabulary but tidied it away into a gasp.

"Well it can't be in here, I've checked everything twice."

Paine slipped in behind Rikku and winked. "Well, we've looked everywhere."

"Looked everywhere?" came the shrill thrill of Leblancs shout. "So, I guess that means you've found the sphere, huh?"

LeBlanc and her idiotic goons stormed up to the trio, and she flipped her hair.

"Damn, looks like the Dullwings have done it again. Ruined my fucking perfect day." She glanced off to the side, pouting.

"Well, we can't help it if you're a big slowpoke!" stomped Rikku, snapping her bra strap.

"First I lose my shitty house and now I can't even find a damn sphere." LeBlanc sighed. "Give me a fucking break."

"Wait..." Yuna lifted her hands to her chest, guilt dribbling through. "You lost your house?" Yuna cared about everyone, even her enemies. It was only the right thing to ask.

"Yeah! Probably gambled it away on alcohol," Rikku snorted. "You drunk!" Paine smacked Rikku upside the head.

LeBlanc rolled her eyes. "I wish I had! Then someone else could be kicked out of there by that washed up guado Maester. It's a shame he's not pushing up violets like we all thought..." She shook her head sassily.

Yuna gasped. "Guado Maester!? Who?"

"Jyscal?" Rikku asked with her hands clasped between her knees.

Yuna somehow knew, in her heart of hearts that it wasn't Jyscal. That sphere had been a sign. She tightened her pale, eloquine hands around the satchel.

LeBlanc shoved her shoulders in the air. "I don't know his dumb ass name. Do I look like a nun?"

But Yuna knew his name... She knew it well.

"What did he look like?"

"Ugly."

And he wasn't ugly. Anger boiled up deep inside of her and threatened to swallow up everyone in the vacinity. She grasped her fists at her side and shook her head.

"I'm going to go investigate."

"I'm not..." mumbled Paine.

"Sorry Yunie, outvoted!" chorused Rikku.

"I don't care," shrugged LeBlanc. "I may as well stay in this crapsack hotel. Goons, help me to my damn room."

The fat goon nodded and picked her up, and the thin one went to go book her a room.

Yuna was glad to be left alone as her friends and LeBlanc left. She squeezed the sphere in her satchel, and ran off into the day.

Picking up her cell phone she called Brother, "Brother! Bring the Celsius around, pick me up and take me to..."

"Guadosalam!"

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