Part I

Chapter 1


It was done.

After that final strike, it was finally done.

Yu Yevon(or whatever that was left of him) was dead; dead for good.

She couldn't believe; this was like one of her dreams came true. No, it was more than that... Her dream since she decided to become a Summoner was to defeat Sin, but she would never think that she would came out of that alive, nor did she believe that she would be the one to vanish Sin forever.

None of her guardians could believe it too. None, except one. He knew she could do it, she was strong enough, and after all those twisted turns of fate during the Pilgrimage, he was sure she would do it.

A lot of things went to everyone's mind during those few seconds after the final strike.

A world without Sin; a smiling future ahead; a thousand years of suffering gone... She also thought about him; and he thought about her. She was happy; he... wasn't sure. Of course he was happy for her and Spira, but he was also in agony, knowing what was happening to him.

She then started to do the sending (probably her last action as a Summoner); everyone watched as the Aeons tuned into pyreflies, and everyone saw the way Sin exploded, turning night to day for a few seconds. Somewhere in Spira, the faith were turning to stone and ceasing their dreaming.

Then, it started.

His hands were becoming immaterial. Then his arms, then his entire body. He watched it as everyone else was too alienated with Sin's death to notice. She watched too. She shook his head, trying to deny what she was seeing.

- No...

- Yuna, I have to go

She still didn't want to accept it and kept shocking his head, wishing she didn't heard what he said.

- I'm sorry I couldn't show you Zanarkand.

He never felt that bad in his life. Not for himself, but for her. He wished she stopped looking to him that way, like she was dying with him. He walked away and looked at her for the last time. His heart was racing with agony as he tried to have enough strength to abandon Spira, her, his whole existence.

- Goodbye.

At this time he already got everyone's attention, and no one was really understanding what was happening. They only knew it was bad. She followed his movements with her eyes as he walked to the airship deck's border.

He was really leaving.

She couldn't accept it; she thought about their pilgrimage together, about the wonderful things he told her about "his Zanarkand", about that moments in the Macalania Spring. No, it was too much to let it go just like that.

Without thinking, she just ran to him; she run hopping he would catch her in his arms and say it was everything okay, that it was all over, that he was going to stay...

Too big was her pain as she passed through him and fell to the cold floor; her pain was more emotional that physical. This same pain was being shared with him, as he saw her desperation.

She was still on the floor; she didn't have the strength to get up. It was so unfair! He fought for her, fought so that in the end she could still be alive. And his fight did worth it. But she... she was there, he was dying, and there was nothing anyone could do. She felt like everything she had done during the Pilgrimage, every fight, every step... was worthless.

She didn't care about Sin anymore, she only cared about him; and he was dying.

Pyreflies were dancing around her, confirming his undeniable fate. She decided she wouldn't spend her last moments with him alive lying on the floor. She united all of her strength to finally get up. She wanted to say something, something that transmitted the pain she was feeling, how much she wanted him to stay, something to say thanks' to all the good moments...

- I love you.

It was all she could say.

He turned to her, surprised. Not that he didn't know the way she felt about him, but to hear it from her was too emotional. A lot of different thoughts were flowing on his mind. One part of him was thankful for those words; other part wished that she haven't said them; it was only making everything more difficult. Every single second he stood there looking at her felt like a knife being buried on his body as he realized that those precious seconds were the last moments they would spend together.

He got close to her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Although his body was fading, they could feel each other's touch. Not physically, but emotionally; they could feel each other trough that strong feeling that links two people's soul to a point where they didn't have to be close to one another to feel the other person, that feeling that was transmitted through that overused but often misused word called love.

If depended on them, they could stay like that for eternity, but both knew that it was impossible. With pain, he broke that embrace and walked through her, without looking back, and started running to the edge of the airship's deck.

And then he jumped to the end of his existence.


End of Chapter 1

Woooo! 1st chapter! Alright, I've been wanting to write this fanfiction for ages, but I was too lazy to do it... but I finally started! D This 1st chapter is just my interpretation of the final scene of the game... The 2nd will have "original material" P.

Please note that my mother tongue is not english, so, if you see any gramatical or sintactical errors, please let me know!

Oh, and the disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy X...

So... that's it. Feel free to leave a review, I love critics xD