Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy IX.....*sobs*
Dedication: To all who love me and my stories, and also to all those that I love, I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!
~*~Remember me Always~*~
~**~Prologue~**~
*~*How we met*~*
" Mugh!! ", was the small boy's first impression as he was shoved from behind, going face first into a large puddle of mud and smelly water. A small gasp came from behind him as he turned his head to the side to spit out the mouth full of mud and water.
He first spotted the small black boots, then as he looked higher up, a pale pink body suit followed, only to be covered over with a short dark robe. A little brunette girl about the age of eight crouched down onto her hunches and peered into the buddy face of the boy, " Are you alright? I didn't mean to push you....I didn't see you there... ", her voice was young, yet very mature for her age.
The little boy stood up and brushed off his dark blue overalls, while the whole time trying to keep his curious deep green eyes off the girl in front of him, " I'm fine. You should watch where you're going though... ", he muttered.
The girl stood up and placed her hands on her narrow hips as she frowned deeply, the little white horn sticking out from the confines of her dark brown bangs, as it glowed lightly in the sunlight, " I said I was sorry... "
" I know...I know... "
" What's your name? ", the little girl asked him lightly.
He looked at her, " Zidane Tribal. What's yours? "
" Sarah..."
Zidane cocked his head to the side, " Sarah.... ", he breathed the name.
Sarah giggled and blushed, " Yes... "
" Sarah!! ", a singsong voice cried.
Sarah gasped lightly and did a little curtsie to Zidane, " I'm sorry. I have to go now...come, Morgan! ", she called out to the little pink moogle that sat on the bronze rocks, talking to it's kind.
Zidane frowned deeply and then outstretched a hand to her, " Wait...will I ever see you again? "
Sarah blinked and then began to back away from him, towards her little house where a woman who looked exactly like her was waving at her to hurry up, " I...I don't know, Z-zidane. I'm sorry, but I...have to go now... ", she whispered as she turned fully and began to run, Morgan following closely at her heels.
Zidane shook his head, ' I can't let her get away...I have to know her.... ', he thought as he ran after her, catching up to her easily.
His hand shot out and he grabbed her elbow, then spun her around to face him, " Z-zidane...please, I have to go. I have to leave... ", Sarah pleaded.
Zidane shook his head, his short honey-gold hair swaying from side to side, " No...I can't let you go...you can't leave me, Sarah.... "
Sarah wrenched her arm from his grasp and shook her head, " I'm sorry, Zidane... "
" Sarah! hurry....i-it's coming... ", her mother cried.
Sarah and Zidane both looked up at the sky and watched in surprise as dark clouds began to bunch up in the sky, only to be slightly parted by something large, round, and metal. Sarah backed away and Zidane looked at her, a look of apology clear in his eyes.
" S-sarah.... "
" I must flee...save yourself, Zidane! Don't be caught in it's power...don't let it manipulate you... ", Sarah cried over her shoulder as she began to run away from him, heading towards the shores of Madain Sari.
Sarah's mother scooped her daughter into her arms and placed her into the little sailboat, before she jumped in after her and pushed them away from the shore with an oar. Zidane ran to the shored and stood at the edge of the water, where it flowed over his feet.
Zidane outstretched a hand to her, " Sarah! ", he cried. " Don't.... "
Sarah looked at him and then ripped the necklace that held a small purple - bluish jewel from her neck. She flashed him a smile and then threw the necklace at him, " Remember, Zidane! Don't you ever forget about me. Ever! "
Zidane caught the necklace in two hands and nodded, " I won't ever, Sarah. Remember me... ", he cried out to her.
Sarah nodded, " Forever, Zidane! "
Zidane smiled lightly and held the necklace to his cheek. He watched as the small sailboat sailed away from the shores, being carried away by the large waves that were being created from something unknown to him. Zidane suddenly turned around and he found himself staring at his father - otherwise known as his maker; Garland.
Zidane blinked and then shoved the necklace into his pocket, " F-father....what are you doing here? "
Garland narrowed his eyes and took a step towards Zidane, " I've come to take you home, Zidane....you were a bad little boy... "
Zidane's face paled and he backed away, shaking his head, " N-no....I don't want to go back.... "
Garland outstretched a hand towards him and then curled his fingers into a fist, " You're coming back with me weither you like it or not, Zidane. You have little choice at the moment.... ", he growled as he watched Zidane shrink away from him.
Zidane swallowed and stared at Garland, " I don't want to go back...please... ", he begged.
Garland closed his eyes and shook his head as he gave his clenched fist a light shake. Zidane disappeared from the grounds of Madain Sari and then reappeared in his room. He looked around and then climbed onto the bed to curl into a ball and sit in the corner, as he pulled out the necklace from his pocket and held it up to his face.
" Sarah.... ", Zidane whispered quietly.
' Where could you be now? What's going to happen now? Will we ever meet again? Will you ever remember me? ', Zidane thought in silence as he closed his little eyes and slowly drifted off into a deep sleep, full of dreams that didn't make any sense.....
(A/N** : Alright!! Flame me if you want about this not making any sense! I understand if you go ahead and do so....but, it will get better, I swear....haven't all my other fics for FFIX been getting any better? *pouts*...but, anywho....review if you'd like.....P.S I'm just trying this one fic out. If I don't get enough reviews for it then I'm just going to take it off...)
Dedication: To all who love me and my stories, and also to all those that I love, I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!
~*~Remember me Always~*~
~**~Prologue~**~
*~*How we met*~*
" Mugh!! ", was the small boy's first impression as he was shoved from behind, going face first into a large puddle of mud and smelly water. A small gasp came from behind him as he turned his head to the side to spit out the mouth full of mud and water.
He first spotted the small black boots, then as he looked higher up, a pale pink body suit followed, only to be covered over with a short dark robe. A little brunette girl about the age of eight crouched down onto her hunches and peered into the buddy face of the boy, " Are you alright? I didn't mean to push you....I didn't see you there... ", her voice was young, yet very mature for her age.
The little boy stood up and brushed off his dark blue overalls, while the whole time trying to keep his curious deep green eyes off the girl in front of him, " I'm fine. You should watch where you're going though... ", he muttered.
The girl stood up and placed her hands on her narrow hips as she frowned deeply, the little white horn sticking out from the confines of her dark brown bangs, as it glowed lightly in the sunlight, " I said I was sorry... "
" I know...I know... "
" What's your name? ", the little girl asked him lightly.
He looked at her, " Zidane Tribal. What's yours? "
" Sarah..."
Zidane cocked his head to the side, " Sarah.... ", he breathed the name.
Sarah giggled and blushed, " Yes... "
" Sarah!! ", a singsong voice cried.
Sarah gasped lightly and did a little curtsie to Zidane, " I'm sorry. I have to go now...come, Morgan! ", she called out to the little pink moogle that sat on the bronze rocks, talking to it's kind.
Zidane frowned deeply and then outstretched a hand to her, " Wait...will I ever see you again? "
Sarah blinked and then began to back away from him, towards her little house where a woman who looked exactly like her was waving at her to hurry up, " I...I don't know, Z-zidane. I'm sorry, but I...have to go now... ", she whispered as she turned fully and began to run, Morgan following closely at her heels.
Zidane shook his head, ' I can't let her get away...I have to know her.... ', he thought as he ran after her, catching up to her easily.
His hand shot out and he grabbed her elbow, then spun her around to face him, " Z-zidane...please, I have to go. I have to leave... ", Sarah pleaded.
Zidane shook his head, his short honey-gold hair swaying from side to side, " No...I can't let you go...you can't leave me, Sarah.... "
Sarah wrenched her arm from his grasp and shook her head, " I'm sorry, Zidane... "
" Sarah! hurry....i-it's coming... ", her mother cried.
Sarah and Zidane both looked up at the sky and watched in surprise as dark clouds began to bunch up in the sky, only to be slightly parted by something large, round, and metal. Sarah backed away and Zidane looked at her, a look of apology clear in his eyes.
" S-sarah.... "
" I must flee...save yourself, Zidane! Don't be caught in it's power...don't let it manipulate you... ", Sarah cried over her shoulder as she began to run away from him, heading towards the shores of Madain Sari.
Sarah's mother scooped her daughter into her arms and placed her into the little sailboat, before she jumped in after her and pushed them away from the shore with an oar. Zidane ran to the shored and stood at the edge of the water, where it flowed over his feet.
Zidane outstretched a hand to her, " Sarah! ", he cried. " Don't.... "
Sarah looked at him and then ripped the necklace that held a small purple - bluish jewel from her neck. She flashed him a smile and then threw the necklace at him, " Remember, Zidane! Don't you ever forget about me. Ever! "
Zidane caught the necklace in two hands and nodded, " I won't ever, Sarah. Remember me... ", he cried out to her.
Sarah nodded, " Forever, Zidane! "
Zidane smiled lightly and held the necklace to his cheek. He watched as the small sailboat sailed away from the shores, being carried away by the large waves that were being created from something unknown to him. Zidane suddenly turned around and he found himself staring at his father - otherwise known as his maker; Garland.
Zidane blinked and then shoved the necklace into his pocket, " F-father....what are you doing here? "
Garland narrowed his eyes and took a step towards Zidane, " I've come to take you home, Zidane....you were a bad little boy... "
Zidane's face paled and he backed away, shaking his head, " N-no....I don't want to go back.... "
Garland outstretched a hand towards him and then curled his fingers into a fist, " You're coming back with me weither you like it or not, Zidane. You have little choice at the moment.... ", he growled as he watched Zidane shrink away from him.
Zidane swallowed and stared at Garland, " I don't want to go back...please... ", he begged.
Garland closed his eyes and shook his head as he gave his clenched fist a light shake. Zidane disappeared from the grounds of Madain Sari and then reappeared in his room. He looked around and then climbed onto the bed to curl into a ball and sit in the corner, as he pulled out the necklace from his pocket and held it up to his face.
" Sarah.... ", Zidane whispered quietly.
' Where could you be now? What's going to happen now? Will we ever meet again? Will you ever remember me? ', Zidane thought in silence as he closed his little eyes and slowly drifted off into a deep sleep, full of dreams that didn't make any sense.....
(A/N** : Alright!! Flame me if you want about this not making any sense! I understand if you go ahead and do so....but, it will get better, I swear....haven't all my other fics for FFIX been getting any better? *pouts*...but, anywho....review if you'd like.....P.S I'm just trying this one fic out. If I don't get enough reviews for it then I'm just going to take it off...)