The wind billows like the wind always billows, and Tidus is sure he can feel it this time. The kiss of the wind as it plays and tussles with his dirt-blond hair, the feeling of a warm breath on the end of a summer's day
Yuna is there watching him, knowing things are okay. She wants to hope, but hope brings about depression on Yuna's pretty little brows. The word is indefinitely banned in her twisted psyche where everyone is happy.
Tidus thinks that it makes her look pretty, but really, it's eating away at her on the inside. There's nothing he can really do.
The sun is setting and stars are already coming out; everyone is waiting for the summoner and her guardian to come back to camp. They want to leave already, but no one is willing to disturb them.
Love is the forbidden word there that makes them think of Doom.
One of the merry band members wishes they don't fall in love, while another wishes that they do. Both for the same reason; love and doom. A sigh goes through camp as the moon smiles to greet them. Its vain reflection turns everything it touches a sickening pale color.
Together, the two of them, sit beside one another on that grassy knoll. The pale mirror seems to turn the structure of the hill into a glossy pale surface.
Stare deep into that floating mirror in the sky. And Tidus forgets how to feel.
Yuna doesn't care though, and she slings an arm around his neck.
Their mouths touch, embrace, and the moon is jealous cause the sun would never do that to her. He just reflects her, ignoring her very presence in the sky.
Tidus is happy that it's happening, but can't understand why he can't feel it.
Goddamit, why couldn't he?
disclaimer(the title is in refrence to a red hot chilly pepper's song)
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