Catse: Well, hello every body! Good day to you! I know, I haven't been on here in ages, but I do bring a new story. Maybe at some point I'll be able to put up chapters of the others, if I can get around to it shudders. In any case, the new story is called A New Hope, and it centers completely around Tidus and Yuna's relationship, with some comical scenes of course. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I'll say it now so I don 't get asked. I no own Tidus, or Yuna, or none of the Final Fantasy characters or series. But if anyone is willing to sell them to me, well then, maybe we cancut a deal! grins evilly Alright, now onto the story!
"I do not understand it? Why does he still exist?" Said the Fayth of Ifrit darkly.
"Perhaps it is of love." Said the Fayth of Valefor. "She is a very sweet young girl after all."
"But he is mere thought! He should have died by now!" Ifrit repeated. The council frowned at him.
"You do not understand love." The Fayth of Ixion chuckled. "It is something the rage of fire could never understand."
"And what of you? Do you understand it?" The Fayth of Yojimbo smirked. "Do you understand this thing called love?"
"I do." Told Ixion.
"Tee Hee! He wishes." Remarked Mindy, her two sisters with her. "Only us women understand love!"
"Not true." Spoke Bahamut, the most separate of all the Fayth. He frowned as he looked on Spira quietly. "Everyone can understand love. It is only a matter of how much love we allow ourselves to keep."
"The love he holds keeps him existing." Shiva agreed. "By now, he should have faded like the rest of our dreams."
"Yet he doesn't." Bahamut smiled. "Perhaps there is something we can do."
"Like what?" asked Valefor. "What can we do for him?"
"Let us perform the Spell."
The Fayth became suddenly quiet.
"It is forbidden." Cindy remarked. "You know it is!"
"Should we perform it, terrible disasters may occur. It is not a spell to be used so frivolously." Shiva added. "It would bring about more destruction than Sin ever could."
"But what if it works." Bahamut turned to his fellow Fayth. "Then she would be happy."
"Is she not?" Yojimbo floated next to Bahamut. "Is the young High Summoner not happy?"
"No. She is happy." Bahamut agreed. "But she is sad as well."
"We must remove her sadness. She has helped us so much." Valefor sighed. "But the Spell? Is there not something else?"
"No. There is nothing. Her happiness and his can only occur from the spell. Should anything go wrong, we will merely clean up the mess. No more shall die because of us."
"And him?" Ifrit demanded, motioning towards the thought become spirit. "What will be of him should he fail?"
"Darkness." Bahamut replied darkly. "He will be lost in darkness and turn into a fiend. He will destroy Spira once more."
Tidus sighed from his reverie on the rooftop. No one could see him, not even the Priests. He was happy he could come and see Yuna every day, but just once more he wanted her to see him. He wanted to hug her and actually feel her.
For the last three years he had wandered about like this. Not living, but not dying.
When they had defeated Sin, he was certain that he would disappear entirely, and become what he had been in the beginning, and what he had always been. A thought.
And yet, he didn't disappear. Not when Jecht disappeared, or when the woeful of the fake Zanarkand disappeared. He remained.
Even Auron had moved on, into the Farplane. Tidus had tried to follow, wondering if he would finally disappear within, but the Farplane hadn't accepted him. It through him out surrounded in flames.
What was he to do? Why was he still here? The questions piled up day after day as he leaned back and watched Wakka's child smile goofily at Lu Lu. The child was almost a year old and would start walking soon, but for now it enjoyed the care it's mother gave it with grandeur. Tidus sometimes dreamed of having a body, and teaching the little tyke blitzball. But then, when he dreamed of that, he dreamed of Yuna, and what it would be like to be a father, just once.
He would certainly do a better job than his father, that was for certain!
Tidus sighed again, wondering what it would be like to not exist. Probably blank and boring because, hell, you didn't exist!
A soft giggle drew his attention towards the group of people that surrounded Yuna. It wasn't like on their travels. She was overthrown by the fans. Here, she would chat with everyone on an everyday basis, and for the moment she was discussing a situation that had arisen on her travels with the Gullwings. This one was an old story, one he'd heard told several times.
The one of where a woman named Lablanc stole her dress sphere and held a concert.
"I wouldn't have minded seeing you sing on stage m'lady." One of the women remarked with a smile. "I bet you would have done a beautiful performance there."
"And the lights! You could imagine all of that sparkle! It would be so beautiful!" Another remarked.
Yuna giggled again and waved farewell to them, before heading towards her new home.
As high summoner, the people of Besaid had felt it rather important that she have a house all to herself made specifically to her standards. As a result, a new little shack stood at the end of the property, dressed in light colors.
Yuna headed there and Tidus followed.
Inside she had started a fire and she went to work cutting up and throwing vegetables she had put together into a pot to cook. Halfway through a carrot, she stopped and stared at the ceiling.
Tidus felt her eyes on him, before she turned back to her meal with a sigh.
He landed next to her silently and reached out to touch her, but like all the other attempts, his hand went right through her shoulder.
He let the feeling of melancholy attack him for a moment, until he heard the voice of a young boy that he recognized.
Quickly, he darted out of the tent and onto the roof, to greet the hooded spirit of Bahamut.
"Hey there." Tidus remarked with a smile. He raised his hand, expecting a high five, but the Fayth shook it's head.
He settled instead for resting it behind his head.
"What yah here for? I thought you and the others would have already gone to the Farplane by now." Tidus rest his hands in his lap as he sat, the picture of innocence.
Bahamut smiled like a child. "We would have, except someone held us back."
"Who?"
"You." Bahamut answered sincerely.
"How am I holding you back?"
Bahamut sat down in mid air, a smile on his face. "We don't really know. Like the others, you should have disappeared. But you didn't. We've been trying to figure out why."
"Uh, okay. Have you?"
Bahamut shook his head. "Not yet."
"Oh great." Tidus fell back on the roof to look up at the sky. The Fayth's next words nearly made him fall off.
"But we have a theory."
"What's the theory?" he asked, sitting up again.
Bahamut looked out at the expanse of the village. His eyes seemed to rest of the Temple.
"We believe that perhaps, you did start as merely a dream, but you became more when you lived among the people. We think your love may have made you real."
"My love?"
"Yes. I cannot say it's happened before. We only made one dream and we were certain that entire dream would go away. But you never did."
"So you're saying I'm living?"
Bahamut nodded once to give an answer. "We believe you are."
"And it took you three years to figure that out?"
The Fayth gave a warm smile. "Perhaps. We Fayth do not see time as you do. To us, it's more like a few days."
"Oh right. The whole stuck in the temples things for a thousand years. Okay, well, since you guys think I'm living, what are you here for. You gonna kill me or something?"
They weren't sure Tidus could be more blunt. It seemed with time and the constant floating for three years, he had left the little bit of modesty and politeness behind and gone for a full blunt assault. It made Bahamut grin.
Tidus had been his own dream. It was why he had decided to take care of the dream personally, before Sin was destroyed. It seemed he had crafted the young Blitzball star too well.
"No, actually. We have an idea. But it is very tricky, and it can only be done once."
"What's that?"
"Come with me." Bahamut stood and stepped off the building. "I'll show you."
Tidus frowned at the little boy, but out of curiosity, he followed him. As soon as he had left off of Yuna's roof, he found himself standing in the streets of Luca, in a hidden area on the docks. Crates surrounded him, keeping him and Bahamut hidden would anyone have been able to see them.
Bahamut was kneeling over a fallen man on the ground, a pull of blood around his chest.
"What happened to him?" Tidus wondered outloud, squatting next to the Fayth.
Bahamut looked up, a frown on his face.
"He was murdered. Bandits tried to take his money and he wouldn't give it to them. They instead took his life."
"Bummer." Tidus poked the body, wondering if the dead could feel the dead. To his surprise, he felt a jolt. He leapt away from the body.
"What was that?"
"The body is alive now." Bahamut replied, standing. He turned to look at Tidus, but his eyes never showed. "Now's your chance."
"Now's my chance for what?"
"To take his body."
"Are you kidding me!" Tidus shouted, folding his arms. "I can't take over some dead guys body! That's insane!"
"Do you want to see her?" Bahamut frowned.
Tidus paused.
"You mean…"
"Yes. This is your only chance to talk to her again. The soul has already left this body, and we have given the body life, but it will fade shortly. You must take over it while you still can. The terms of this deal I'll explain when you're inside."
"I don't have much of a choice, do I?"
"Not if you want to see her again."
Tidus let his arms fall around him, his eyes glued to the fallen man. If he didn't take this chance, he'd lose it forever. He'd never be able to hold Yuna or talk to her every again. He probably just wander Spira for years on end, watching it change even after Yuna dies. He sighed.
"Fine, what do I have to do?"
"Just lay down in the same position as the body, right where it is. We'll do the rest." Bahamut replied. "You must hurry. It won't live for very much longer."
Tidus knelt and lay on the floor, his arm up next to his face just like the guys, the other sprawled on his other side.
The feet were tricky, especially since they were crossed over each other.
He closed his eyes and waited.
And waited.
But nothing happened.
"Hey Bahamut, are you done yet?"
No reply came to him.
"Bahamut?"
"Stand." He heard the young-like Fayth command. No other words followed it.
Tidus did as he asked and nearly collapsed.
His body was heavy.
"What the…?"
"Stand up. We must make sure you're fully connected to the body."
Tidus grit his teeth and pressed down on the concrete beneath him. Slowly, and with very much trouble, he sat up, and looked at the sky. Then at his hands.
They were a dark color, like a very deep tan, and were gloved in black.
"The rest of the way." Bahamut told him. Tidus nodded and pressed the concrete again, to pick his feet up. They were booted in leather and very heavy.
Finally after some time he stood, and wobbled. He nearly fell again, but a crate caught him.
"How do you feel?" Bahamut asked. Tidus grunted.
"Like a shoopuf, but otherwise I'm fine." He ground out humorlessly.
The Fayth made no reply.
"Are bodies supposed to be this heavy?"
"Normally yes. But you've been out of one so long that you forget the weight. It'll take some time to adjust, but it seems you've fitted in well enough."
Tidus sighed, marveling at once at the air he released. It was wonderful to fill one's lungs with breath and release it. He never realized how much he enjoyed living until now.
With another grunt, and some effort, he managed to pull himself up onto a crate so he could sit. Only when he was relaxed and resting from the exhaustion, did he talk once more.
"You said there were terms?"
"Yes." Bahamut replied. He sat down on the concrete to rest his feet. "There are several terms, and several conditions."
"What are the conditions?"
"First you can tell no one that you are Tidus."
"Why?"
"You are considered dead. Should you tell anyone who you are, people are bound to remember you. Word will get to Besaid and Yuna will come looking for you. When she finds you, she'll probably hurt you for saying something like that. She'll think it's a lie."
"Point taken."
"Secondly, you've only one month to find Yuna. When you do, you must convince her you are Tidus without using your name."
"So I have to convince her, but I can't tell her who I am."
"That's correct. If the love is true in this situation, she will know who you are without the use of a name."
"What happens if the month ends and she doesn't believe me?"
"You leave the body and you don't get another chance at this."
"Oh."
"Thirdly, should this body get damaged, like a living human, you will die. What is worse, you will become a new Sin."
"What!" Tidus shouted, he felt the warmth reach his face as the blood flowed.
"How else do you think Yu Yevon became Sin? The same spell we performed on you was done on him, and he failed. He became a fiend, and he summoned for a thousand years until you and Yuna killed him, with assistance."
"So if I die in this body, I'll turn into a fiend! How does that work?"
"We do not know." Bahamut told him truthfully. "It just does."
"Ugh…What have I gotten into?" Tidus wondered to himself groggily.
Bahamut smiled. "Now, for everything else."
"Everything else?"
"There is a final thing you must do, before the month is over. If you can convince her you are who you are, she must kiss you. Your body is fueled only by your soul alone, and that for some reason exists. It requires life energy from the living to survive, thus from her own body. And there must be a will for you to live, otherwise it will not work."
"Okay. Wait, what about this body? Does it even look like me?"
"It does not matter. If you survive the month, then in a years time the body will shift, and it will take on the form of your former existence. You will live again in a body fashioned for you."
"Oh, okay."
Bahamut turned his head to look off into the distance, before turning back. "Our fate also lies in your hands. We cannot leave until you live for real. If you fail, we must return and summoner's must return. Someone will have to rise to kill you. If you succeed, we can successfully leave for the far plane, and you can live in peace."
"Alright."
"I must go now. I should not have been here for so long already. Be careful Tidus. There are those that will sense how un-right you are. They will try to harm you."
"I will."
"Well then, Good luck."
Bahamut vanished in a flurry of little floating lights, and was gone.
Tidus grunted again as he sat up. It was time to get to work.
Catse: What did you think? Please review! I need to know I'm loved...sniffle. Just kidding. Oh, and if I should happen to get any facts in the story wrong, or it seems I've gone OOC, don't feel shy. Tell me what you think! Thanks a bunches!
