AN: This is an old piece mine and I never really had the intention to submit it but I changed my mind. It's Tidus' thoughts after they defeated Yunalesca and before they went to Bevelle to speak with the Fayth of Bahamut.
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy X.
Only a dream
Tidus was alone, floating on the water surface of the Holy Spring. It was the first time he really allowed himself to think about the words this little kid, the Fayth, said to him. They had killed Yunalesca and Yuna could live. If he had searched alone time before that she would have felt guilty and he didn't want that. So he kept his nagging thoughts in the back of his head. They were planning now their next move after they had rested a bit. Cid flew them to the Macalania woods with the airship of the Al Bhed. As soon as Tidus got the chance he left the group. He wanted to be alone, he needed to be alone. It's not the first time he felt as if he didn't belong to them, to Spira. He always wanted to go home.
Tidus thought that it was Zanarkand. What if…it wasn't Zanarkand? He never gave one thought about it. It seemed so clear. Maybe it was the right answer, only in a different meaning. The…whatever it was was maybe what you made of it. He furrowed his brows in thought. The Fayth said that Tidus was only a dream. If he really was a dream, wouldn't he just vanish? Just disappear when they woke up?
He sighed in sadness. Tidus swam to the small shore of the spring and sat down at it. He was a dream. Only a dream. Tidus heard light footsteps behind him but didn't turn around. He could guess who it was. She sat quietly down next to him. For awhile she said nothing. He was almost completely sure that she waited for him to start a conversation. Normally he would but in the moment he was too sad. It was ironic, really, that he should be the one after all who would die.
"Is something wrong?" Her gentle voice floated over to him. She always could sooth him, if he was upset or angry. This time it only saddened him more. He couldn't tell her. It would make her sad, probably even cry. He hated to see her cry. "No. What could be wrong? You're safe now." It was the truth after all. "You aren't telling me something." She said in a gentle but persisting kind of tone. "There is nothing. Really." Tidus said reassuringly and turned for the first time to look at her. Her beautiful features were full of concern. She was still the prettiest woman he ever saw. Tidus couldn't resist the urge to move closer. He brushed with the back of his hand her cheek.
"Don't worry, Yuna. Your Spira will be safe soon." She nodded and leaned slightly into his touch. A small blush colored her porcelain cheeks. Tidus couldn't look away. She was the most amazing, kindest and most beautiful woman he ever met…and ever would meet. He wanted to stay forever with her. Tidus brushed his lips softly with hers. He didn't want to overwhelm her. "Let us go back to the others." Tidus stood up and offered her his hand to help her up. She accepted and didn't let go when she was on her feet again. Yuna entwined their fingers in a gesture of shy affection. Tidus smiled lovingly at her.
For her he would continue for awhile longer, continue to be only a dream. Her dream.