Author's Note: ZOMFG. I'm in a good mood. Some sweet Selphie ramble I wrote whilst trying to look at the TV screen because my brother was watching Saw 4. Gross.

Kinda Romance

Paopu fruits were such a romantic thing. Just imagining sharing one with someone made Selphie feel all gooey inside. To always be with that special person with the rest of your lives. No matter what happens; destiny would always bring you together. That's what she called romance.

She had always wanted a romance like that. Ever since she had heard the story. Her mother had always told her that she would and she let herself believe it. What is life it you can't dream?

She could remember telling Sora about the legend on the very same pier she was sitting on now. He seemed not to really care for her story. If he did, he didn't show it. She told him how romantic she thought it was, how desperately she wanted to try it. She never did receive a reply. He obviously couldn't take a hint. But that didn't matter; he wasn't the one she wanted to share the fruit with now.

None of the people she had told about the fruit meant anything to her in a romantic sense anymore. They had all faded into the background like an old, broken toy. Something you lose interest in and don't want anymore. It happened, and she couldn't control it. Which was a good thing, in a way.

She still longed to twine her destiny with the love of her life. She knew that. But she wasn't sure who he was. The ideas she had had in the past had turned out to be wrong. The hope was still there though, as fresh as it had always been. It always would be, because it wouldn't happen without the hope.

Then something happened. Or rather: Tidus happened.

She didn't meet him, fall in love at first sight and get swept off her feet like she would have liked to. That would have been the ideal romantic story. He was just one of her childhood friends who had decided to ask her out one day. Though there was nothing romantic about it in the slightest she was still happy, because it was Tidus asking. And that was how she knew that it was right. It shouldn't be the situation that sways your decision; it should be the person asking.

She looked down at their intertwined hand resting on the space of the old wooden pier in between them and smiled.

It wasn't the romance of her dreams, but it was the next best thing.

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Author's Note: Hmm... I like TidusSelphie. Review guys :)