YUA: Here is my first FFX fic. It's an author/Rikku. I'm sorry, I just like
Rikku way too much. Oh, and for the sake of the story, I'm really 13, but
I'll be 16 in the story. Ok? ^____^
By the way: anything between these: [something, something] is a thought. The something is just an example. And I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING THAT HAS TO DO WITH SQUARESOFT OR SONY!!
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In Your Dreams
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Chapter 1: Is It Possible?!
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"Uhh..." I slowly wake up, and let out a yawn. It's Saturday. I don't have a shirt on. I never go to sleep with a shirt on. I think it's sorta pointless. I'm curled up on my side, and it's especially warm in my bed this morning. Maybe my mom turned up the thermostat. My eyes are still sort of closed, and I'm only half-awake. What the...? Why is there an arm around me? I can feel a hand across my chest. I look behind me, and see a beautiful woman that looks exactly like a girl that I adore. Eh, so what? I turn around and try and go back to sleep.
WHAT?!? NO WAY!!
My eyes go as wide as dinner plates, and I turn around once more. It's her, but how?! It's not possible! She's a video game character for crying out loud!
"WHOA, HELLO!" I quickly try and get out of bed, but in doing so, I instead FALL out of bed, and hit the ground with a large thump. I hear another yawn. She must've woken up!
"Hello? Someone there?" Her voice is so...tiny. I love it. I shakily get up and face her.
"Oh, hi there. Who are you?" She's actually talking to me! This is too much! I back myself up, until I'm against the door, shaking with fright.
"R-R-R-Rikku?!"
"Yours truly!" She smiles, but all I can do is act like an idiot. She gets up from under the covers and sits straight up.
"Now, who are you?"
"I-I'm Philip. Y-Y-You're an Al-Bhed, right?"
"...Yes..." My fright has disappeared, and is replaced with wonder. I slowly crawl onto the bed, and sit cross-legged in front of her.
"...C-C-Can I s-see your eyes?"
"Why? So you can call me a freak?!" Her voice turns serious, and she sounds like she's pouting.
"N-No! I like the Al-Bhed! But do you r-r-r-really want to know why?" She nods.
"Um, well...I, er..."
"Spit it out!"
"Well, I like your eyes."
"What?"
"It's the swirls. They're beautiful." She looks at me strangely, but complies. She swings her head back, and the hair in front of her face flies backward, revealing her whole face to me. It's so pretty...she leans closer to me, and looks right at me.
[Kiss her! Kiss her!]
Good lord! I hate these teenage hormones! I WILL NOT kiss her! Well, not now anyway. Wait...suddenly, I remember how all this happened...
***FLASHBACK***
I'm so lonely. I've been rejected again. Why can't I get a girlfriend? All of my friends say that I shouldn't have such a hard time! They say only fickle women wouldn't like me! But...every woman must be exactly that. I open the Final Fantasy manual in my room, and turn to that page. It's her. Rikku. I can't believe myself. I'm falling for a person that doesn't even exist. It's not like me. I haven't been one to resort to such...idolization. But Rikku's different. She nice, cute, smart...I like her. But I can never meet her. No, not in real life.
It's time to get to bed. Before I do, I open the blinds and just stare out the window. The crescent moon isn't very visible, and the sky is pitch black. Wait! What was that?! A shooting star! I close my eyes, and a stream of thoughts come into my mind, but I only acknowledge one thought...
[I wish I could meet a girl that liked me. One that is just like Rikku. Nice, smart, beautiful...one that I could be great friends with...maybe more. Just...any girl that is just like Rikku...]
***END FLASHBACK***
"Do me a favor...w-would you...pinch me?"
"Well, ok." She reaches out a gloved hand, and her fingers grab my skin, squeezing gently, but enough to hurt.
"Ouch!" I yank my arm back, and look around.
"Y-Y-You're s-still here?"
"Of course I am, silly! Where else would I be?" So it's not a dream! She's so beautiful. She's still in her red shirt thing. I don't know what the hell it is. And she's got her shorts on and that little feather on one of her pigtails.
"How d-did you get here?"
"Really, I don't know. I was just sleeping, at the hotel place by the Ice temple, y'know where Yunie got Shiva-"
"By the way, are your other friends?"
"I don't know. I was by myself in the hotel place. But I woke up here, next to you. So here I am, cold, and I see this shirtless boy that looks about twelve or so. So, I'm cold, he probably is, so I get under the covers and put my arm around him. Body heat, you know?"
"I'm sixteen! I'm just really short! You can thank my mother for that." Whew. Thank God my parents work on Saturdays. They'd freak if they saw their sixteen year old son with a girl in his bed.
"Where am I?"
"In North Carolina."
"Where in Spira is that?"
"No, you're on the planet earth. There is no Spira."
"What?"
"It's just a video game."
"What's a video game?"
"Come one, I'll show you." I grab a shirt and put it on. She follows me out the door, and into the bonus room. I bend down towards the TV, and switch on the good ol' Playstation 2. The Final Fantasy Ten game is already in there, so I just let it run. I load my game, and the party is near the part where they're about to fight Lady Yunalesca.
"I...I...I'm just a game?"
"Well, not anymore." She leans closer the TV, examining herself in the battle.
"Is that me?!" I nod.
"Am I really that fat?!"
"You're not fat! You're perfect!" Oh man, I'm thinking out loud. She turns her head and looks at me, while I just blush and look like an imbecile.
"Thanks. What is that...that...colored box, anyway?"
"This is a television. While this..." I point the game console.
"Is a Sony Playstation Two." She plops down on the couch, slightly bouncing up from the cushion before settling in.
"Well, it looks like I'll have to stay with you, here." YES! HALLEJUHAH!
"Why?"
[No! Shut up! Do not talk! Just say 'yes, that's fine'! Say nothing else!]
"Well, You're the only person I know, so...you can show me around!" She smiles again, and I practically melt.
"Um, well...That's ok, but I don't know how I'm going to explain you to my parents."
"You'll think of something." I sure hope so. My sisters...well, they're both gone. One moved to the dorm at the college, and the other did the same.
"You think we could go outside?"
"Uh, well, you can't go out like that!" I look her up and down.
"Why not? It's what I always wear!"
"Well, that's in Spira. This is the U.S. You'll get made fun of! C'mon! My sisters left their old clothes, ones that are too small for them. Maybe you can find something."
"Sisters?"
"They left for college."
"College?"
"Education."
"Oh." I go to the room of my first sister. I open the door, and it's been turned into a guest bedroom.
"Philip? Are you up?" Oh crap! My parents!
"Who was that? She didn't know who else was in the house.
"Um, I'll be right back!" I run to the door of my parents room, but my mom opens the door before I can get in, and sees Rikku.
"Philip, who's that?" I stop dead in my tracks. Well, I guess I should tell her the truth. No way to lie myself out of this one.
"Er, that's...just a friend." My mom doesn't know that she is from a game.
"She has to stay with us..."
"Why?" my mother's eyes narrow, and she gives me an almost evil glare.
"Uh, er..."
"Is she a 'special' friend of yours?"
"What?! No!"
"Oh, my boy has finally gotten someone right for him!" She hugs me, while I blush madly, while Rikku doesn't know what the hell is happening.
"Where's she from? What's her name? How old is she?"
"Um, er, California, her name is Rikku, and she's fifteen, but mom-"
"What a darling name! Remember, if you're going to do anything always use condoms and be sure to-"
"MOM!!"
"Yes?"
"It's not like that!"
"Right..."
"Just...just...Argh! Is it ok with you that she has to stay?!"
"Doesn't she have her own house?" Rikku went wide-eyed and looked down at her feet, trying to come up with an excuse. She lifted her head and opened her mouth.
"I...I'm an orphan."
"Oh, you poor thing! Of course you can stay! Anything for a friend of Philip's!"
"Mom..."
"Great! So, where would I stay?"
"If you want my bed, I can sleep on the couch bed. It folds out into a bed."
"Is that ok with you?"
"Sure." She ran up to me and...
"Thanks!" She's hugging me! Good God, I must be sweating like crazy now! Can it get any better?
"Uh, erm, let's go...pick out what you can wear."
"Ok." To my dismay, she let's go and walks along with me, carefully observing every inch of the hallway as we walk down it. My mother goes back into her own room, smiling as she closes the door. We're back in the guest room, and I open up the drawers filled with my sisters' old clothes.
"Oh, wow!" She takes a look at the wide selection of style.
"Just pick out what you want, put it on, and open the door so I can see. I'll be waiting out in the hall."
"Ok!" She grabs some shirts and some pairs of jeans, and I walk out, waiting to see her. Well, more like LONGING to see her. She'll probably look great in anything that she picks out.
"How's this?" She opens the door, and comes out in a pair of bellbottom jeans, and a VERY revealing shirt, more revealing that her last outfit.
"Um, you might wanna change the shirt."
"Why?"
"Well, men on this planet are sometimes very rude and...uh, well..."
"I get what you're sayings. Ok, hang on, I'll try another." She disappears back into the room, and comes out again. This time, she's wearing a perfect shirt. It's spaghetti straps and she shows off her navel. She's also wearing flip-flops. I think it looks great.
"Great! You look like you live here!"
"Thanks! NOW Can we go outside?"
"Wait! Lemme get changed. Right now, I'm in my sleeping clothes." I go into my own room, and come out five minutes later, wearing shorts that go past my knee, and a T-shirt. I've also got my socks and shoes on.
"Ok, let's go." She follows me down a flight of stairs, and we go out the front door.
"Don't you have any weapons? Y'know, like to make monsters go away?" This question slips out of her mouth as we approach the car.
"On earth, there are no monsters. Well, none that you can kill freely anyway."
"Oh." I insert my key into the car lock, and the locks on all doors pop loose.
"What's this?"
"It's a car. It's the main transportation around here."
"Don't you guys have airships?"
"We don't have very advanced technology. But we have something that is LIKE an airship." I point to the sky, and she looks up. There's an airliner flying overhead, and she watches it disappear over the treetops.
"C'mon! Get in!" She opens the door to the car, and cautiously sits down on the front seat passenger side. She looks around herself, and closes the door.
"Is that it?"
"You've got to put a seatbelt on!" I show her where mine is, and she looks around her, seeing a black strap and pulling it over her, connecting it to the buckle down under the seat.
"Ok? All set?"
"Yep!"
"Let's go!"
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YUA: Man, plz, if I get any male reviewers, tell me I'm not alone! If you also think Rikku is hot, say so in your review.
Rikku: What'd you just say?
YUA: Erm...
By the way: anything between these: [something, something] is a thought. The something is just an example. And I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING THAT HAS TO DO WITH SQUARESOFT OR SONY!!
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In Your Dreams
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Chapter 1: Is It Possible?!
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"Uhh..." I slowly wake up, and let out a yawn. It's Saturday. I don't have a shirt on. I never go to sleep with a shirt on. I think it's sorta pointless. I'm curled up on my side, and it's especially warm in my bed this morning. Maybe my mom turned up the thermostat. My eyes are still sort of closed, and I'm only half-awake. What the...? Why is there an arm around me? I can feel a hand across my chest. I look behind me, and see a beautiful woman that looks exactly like a girl that I adore. Eh, so what? I turn around and try and go back to sleep.
WHAT?!? NO WAY!!
My eyes go as wide as dinner plates, and I turn around once more. It's her, but how?! It's not possible! She's a video game character for crying out loud!
"WHOA, HELLO!" I quickly try and get out of bed, but in doing so, I instead FALL out of bed, and hit the ground with a large thump. I hear another yawn. She must've woken up!
"Hello? Someone there?" Her voice is so...tiny. I love it. I shakily get up and face her.
"Oh, hi there. Who are you?" She's actually talking to me! This is too much! I back myself up, until I'm against the door, shaking with fright.
"R-R-R-Rikku?!"
"Yours truly!" She smiles, but all I can do is act like an idiot. She gets up from under the covers and sits straight up.
"Now, who are you?"
"I-I'm Philip. Y-Y-You're an Al-Bhed, right?"
"...Yes..." My fright has disappeared, and is replaced with wonder. I slowly crawl onto the bed, and sit cross-legged in front of her.
"...C-C-Can I s-see your eyes?"
"Why? So you can call me a freak?!" Her voice turns serious, and she sounds like she's pouting.
"N-No! I like the Al-Bhed! But do you r-r-r-really want to know why?" She nods.
"Um, well...I, er..."
"Spit it out!"
"Well, I like your eyes."
"What?"
"It's the swirls. They're beautiful." She looks at me strangely, but complies. She swings her head back, and the hair in front of her face flies backward, revealing her whole face to me. It's so pretty...she leans closer to me, and looks right at me.
[Kiss her! Kiss her!]
Good lord! I hate these teenage hormones! I WILL NOT kiss her! Well, not now anyway. Wait...suddenly, I remember how all this happened...
***FLASHBACK***
I'm so lonely. I've been rejected again. Why can't I get a girlfriend? All of my friends say that I shouldn't have such a hard time! They say only fickle women wouldn't like me! But...every woman must be exactly that. I open the Final Fantasy manual in my room, and turn to that page. It's her. Rikku. I can't believe myself. I'm falling for a person that doesn't even exist. It's not like me. I haven't been one to resort to such...idolization. But Rikku's different. She nice, cute, smart...I like her. But I can never meet her. No, not in real life.
It's time to get to bed. Before I do, I open the blinds and just stare out the window. The crescent moon isn't very visible, and the sky is pitch black. Wait! What was that?! A shooting star! I close my eyes, and a stream of thoughts come into my mind, but I only acknowledge one thought...
[I wish I could meet a girl that liked me. One that is just like Rikku. Nice, smart, beautiful...one that I could be great friends with...maybe more. Just...any girl that is just like Rikku...]
***END FLASHBACK***
"Do me a favor...w-would you...pinch me?"
"Well, ok." She reaches out a gloved hand, and her fingers grab my skin, squeezing gently, but enough to hurt.
"Ouch!" I yank my arm back, and look around.
"Y-Y-You're s-still here?"
"Of course I am, silly! Where else would I be?" So it's not a dream! She's so beautiful. She's still in her red shirt thing. I don't know what the hell it is. And she's got her shorts on and that little feather on one of her pigtails.
"How d-did you get here?"
"Really, I don't know. I was just sleeping, at the hotel place by the Ice temple, y'know where Yunie got Shiva-"
"By the way, are your other friends?"
"I don't know. I was by myself in the hotel place. But I woke up here, next to you. So here I am, cold, and I see this shirtless boy that looks about twelve or so. So, I'm cold, he probably is, so I get under the covers and put my arm around him. Body heat, you know?"
"I'm sixteen! I'm just really short! You can thank my mother for that." Whew. Thank God my parents work on Saturdays. They'd freak if they saw their sixteen year old son with a girl in his bed.
"Where am I?"
"In North Carolina."
"Where in Spira is that?"
"No, you're on the planet earth. There is no Spira."
"What?"
"It's just a video game."
"What's a video game?"
"Come one, I'll show you." I grab a shirt and put it on. She follows me out the door, and into the bonus room. I bend down towards the TV, and switch on the good ol' Playstation 2. The Final Fantasy Ten game is already in there, so I just let it run. I load my game, and the party is near the part where they're about to fight Lady Yunalesca.
"I...I...I'm just a game?"
"Well, not anymore." She leans closer the TV, examining herself in the battle.
"Is that me?!" I nod.
"Am I really that fat?!"
"You're not fat! You're perfect!" Oh man, I'm thinking out loud. She turns her head and looks at me, while I just blush and look like an imbecile.
"Thanks. What is that...that...colored box, anyway?"
"This is a television. While this..." I point the game console.
"Is a Sony Playstation Two." She plops down on the couch, slightly bouncing up from the cushion before settling in.
"Well, it looks like I'll have to stay with you, here." YES! HALLEJUHAH!
"Why?"
[No! Shut up! Do not talk! Just say 'yes, that's fine'! Say nothing else!]
"Well, You're the only person I know, so...you can show me around!" She smiles again, and I practically melt.
"Um, well...That's ok, but I don't know how I'm going to explain you to my parents."
"You'll think of something." I sure hope so. My sisters...well, they're both gone. One moved to the dorm at the college, and the other did the same.
"You think we could go outside?"
"Uh, well, you can't go out like that!" I look her up and down.
"Why not? It's what I always wear!"
"Well, that's in Spira. This is the U.S. You'll get made fun of! C'mon! My sisters left their old clothes, ones that are too small for them. Maybe you can find something."
"Sisters?"
"They left for college."
"College?"
"Education."
"Oh." I go to the room of my first sister. I open the door, and it's been turned into a guest bedroom.
"Philip? Are you up?" Oh crap! My parents!
"Who was that? She didn't know who else was in the house.
"Um, I'll be right back!" I run to the door of my parents room, but my mom opens the door before I can get in, and sees Rikku.
"Philip, who's that?" I stop dead in my tracks. Well, I guess I should tell her the truth. No way to lie myself out of this one.
"Er, that's...just a friend." My mom doesn't know that she is from a game.
"She has to stay with us..."
"Why?" my mother's eyes narrow, and she gives me an almost evil glare.
"Uh, er..."
"Is she a 'special' friend of yours?"
"What?! No!"
"Oh, my boy has finally gotten someone right for him!" She hugs me, while I blush madly, while Rikku doesn't know what the hell is happening.
"Where's she from? What's her name? How old is she?"
"Um, er, California, her name is Rikku, and she's fifteen, but mom-"
"What a darling name! Remember, if you're going to do anything always use condoms and be sure to-"
"MOM!!"
"Yes?"
"It's not like that!"
"Right..."
"Just...just...Argh! Is it ok with you that she has to stay?!"
"Doesn't she have her own house?" Rikku went wide-eyed and looked down at her feet, trying to come up with an excuse. She lifted her head and opened her mouth.
"I...I'm an orphan."
"Oh, you poor thing! Of course you can stay! Anything for a friend of Philip's!"
"Mom..."
"Great! So, where would I stay?"
"If you want my bed, I can sleep on the couch bed. It folds out into a bed."
"Is that ok with you?"
"Sure." She ran up to me and...
"Thanks!" She's hugging me! Good God, I must be sweating like crazy now! Can it get any better?
"Uh, erm, let's go...pick out what you can wear."
"Ok." To my dismay, she let's go and walks along with me, carefully observing every inch of the hallway as we walk down it. My mother goes back into her own room, smiling as she closes the door. We're back in the guest room, and I open up the drawers filled with my sisters' old clothes.
"Oh, wow!" She takes a look at the wide selection of style.
"Just pick out what you want, put it on, and open the door so I can see. I'll be waiting out in the hall."
"Ok!" She grabs some shirts and some pairs of jeans, and I walk out, waiting to see her. Well, more like LONGING to see her. She'll probably look great in anything that she picks out.
"How's this?" She opens the door, and comes out in a pair of bellbottom jeans, and a VERY revealing shirt, more revealing that her last outfit.
"Um, you might wanna change the shirt."
"Why?"
"Well, men on this planet are sometimes very rude and...uh, well..."
"I get what you're sayings. Ok, hang on, I'll try another." She disappears back into the room, and comes out again. This time, she's wearing a perfect shirt. It's spaghetti straps and she shows off her navel. She's also wearing flip-flops. I think it looks great.
"Great! You look like you live here!"
"Thanks! NOW Can we go outside?"
"Wait! Lemme get changed. Right now, I'm in my sleeping clothes." I go into my own room, and come out five minutes later, wearing shorts that go past my knee, and a T-shirt. I've also got my socks and shoes on.
"Ok, let's go." She follows me down a flight of stairs, and we go out the front door.
"Don't you have any weapons? Y'know, like to make monsters go away?" This question slips out of her mouth as we approach the car.
"On earth, there are no monsters. Well, none that you can kill freely anyway."
"Oh." I insert my key into the car lock, and the locks on all doors pop loose.
"What's this?"
"It's a car. It's the main transportation around here."
"Don't you guys have airships?"
"We don't have very advanced technology. But we have something that is LIKE an airship." I point to the sky, and she looks up. There's an airliner flying overhead, and she watches it disappear over the treetops.
"C'mon! Get in!" She opens the door to the car, and cautiously sits down on the front seat passenger side. She looks around herself, and closes the door.
"Is that it?"
"You've got to put a seatbelt on!" I show her where mine is, and she looks around her, seeing a black strap and pulling it over her, connecting it to the buckle down under the seat.
"Ok? All set?"
"Yep!"
"Let's go!"
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YUA: Man, plz, if I get any male reviewers, tell me I'm not alone! If you also think Rikku is hot, say so in your review.
Rikku: What'd you just say?
YUA: Erm...