real Emotion

Chapter One: WTF?

Amanda's Ramblings:

Woot! Now that Lovely Dreamer's finished, you gets a sequel! Auron a Gullwing? You got it, babe! Have a cookie! *gives cookie* Hope you enjoy!

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"Y. R. P. In position. It's showtime, girls." A male throat being cleared made Rikku wince, and she

sighed. "Yes, and you, too, A."

"That's more like it," the voice growled. Rikku rolled her eyes and cut off communication with the others. Ever since Ophelia's disappearance two years ago, Auron had turned into a right old grump. Rikku supposed she could understand, to an extent, but it was time for Auron to move on. After all, it had been two years, and it was apparent that Ophelia was not returning. Auron wasn't getting any younger, and he needed someone to give his life meaning. He honestly seemed to be wasting away, if not in body, than in soul. Ophelia's departure had killed something inside of him, and he no longer seemed to have that all-knowing air of superiority. It was just a deep grumpiness and souring of attitude that affected everyone around him.

The dimming of the lights outside the corridor pulled Rikku from her thoughts and she rushed into the stadium seats, climbing halfway up the tier and settled against a balcony, pulling out her binoculars. She scanned the way across from her, catching sight of an odd figure looking right back. She blinked and did a double take, confirming that the stranger was indeed staring at her. The woman, whoever she was, was wearing a black leather catsuit, her short cropped hair pulled into tiny ponytails on either side of her head. She was small in stature, and stood with an air full of arrogant superiority, a cynical smile curving her mouth. Something was familiar about her, but before Rikku could pin it down, the musicians appeared on floating platforms, and the figure was lost among the shuffle of the moving crowd.

The concert began, and Rikku kept her gaze focused on Yuna's imposter until something tapped her none too gently on the shoulder. It was a security guard, and from the way he looked down his nose at her, he knew who she was. She gave him a sheepish grin before raring back and planting a fist solidly against his jaw, sending him to the floor. Rikku ran along the length of the balcony and jumped on a vacated hover, speeding over in Paine's direction. Paine, having disposed of another guard, leaped on, and the two went to retrieve Auron who, by the looks of it, had left the one he'd handled with some permanent damage.

They landed on the stage just in time to see the figure in black leather take a dive off the balcony and perform a beautiful twisting flip onto the stage, as well, her entire execution of the move flawless.

The Yuna imposter gave both parties a wicked smile. "Want in on this number? Then show me your moves?"

"Think you can keep up?" Paine leveled her sword's blade at the woman, her eyes narrowed.

"She can't," the woman in black said, "but I can." Her own sword was larger, and brought a look of shock to the Gullwings' faces. The Masemune? How? It was true that Auron had discarded it after the fight with Yu Yevon, but how did this woman find it?

"Who the hell are you? Give me back my damn sword," Auron growled. The woman only laughed and shook her head.

"Finder's keepers, Sir Auron."

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Yuna put her garment grid back in her pocket, listening intently to the others story. It was incredible, that this woman had found the masemune. Only the eight chosen for the celestial weapons could find them, so how had she done it?

"You know," Rikku said, stroking her chin. "There was something that was more than a little familiar about her. Did either of you get that vibe?" She looked over at Auron and Paine, and received only a blank stare from Paine, and a carefully hidden wounded look from Auron. "I know it's odd, but maybe it's possible, you know, that's she's-"

"Say it and I'll cut your tongue out," Auron spat. He turned on his heel and strode off, leaving Rikku gaping."

"I was just suggesting-"

"I know, Rikku, but you know how he is. It's still a very touchy subject, and probably always will be. I wish I knew what happened, so maybe I could ease the pain a little." Yuna sighed and gave a cheery false smile. "Well, let's get back to the airship! We can see if Buddy's picked up any sphere signals."

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The doors slid open, and Yuna bounded out, only to be stopped in her tracks coming down the steps.

"Well, well, so these are the Gullwings. I admit, you're more skilled at fighting than you look." The woman from the stadium leaned against the back of Brother's chair, her arms crossed across her chest. "However, it's your skills at spherehunting that are lacking, so this is your lucky day." Her voice carried a note of arrogance, so that even Yuna's back got up about the comment.

"Or not. We don't need or want your help. I don't know who you are, but that's the door."

"Oh! You've come out of that mousey little shell, I see. It's about damn time. You were always far too skittish."

Yuna blinked. "Do I ....Know you?"

"Better than you think."

Brother stepped in a cleared his thoat in that annoying manner of his. "Yoona, you do not recognize your own sister?"

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