Thinking About Forever
by Wing'dCallisto
Disclaimer: Tidus, Yuna and the whole FFX universe are Square's. I just love them to bits. ^_^
Author's Note: My first ever Final Fantasy X fic, focusing around the ending. I wrote the song at the beginning, though... the repeated use of 'entwined' is intentional, by the way.
Summary: After Sin's defeat, Yuna remembers Tidus.
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'You held me in a dream
From which I never wanted to wake.
Smile reflected in your eyes,
Hand entwined in mine.
The sky, a pale azure above us.
Fields of wildflowers below us.
Lips on yours,
Our hands forever entwined.
Why is it that you fade away
When the night turns to day?
You disappear, I am alone.
The sky is black, crying tears of loss.
I see nothing
Without your eyes.'
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The sky, a deep, soft cream. The sun's long golden fingers reach out to touch the dancing red and gold pyreflies below us, sun reflecting, shimmering off their long tails as they soar through the air, free at last.
I hear a cacophony of yelling and cheering below us. A celebration of Spira's eternal emancipation. I feel, in my mind, that I should go join them. It is a day of celebration, after all. Sin is dead.
Yet, I cannot help but mourn. As I stand on the airship, wind pulling and tugging at my clothes, I feel incredible, immesurable sadness. And my memories tear me, once again, into the past...
When I first saw him. I was in a dreamlike state, tired, longing for rest. I can remember gazing into his eyes before falling to the ground. The first time that we really talked. How, I felt, although finding his claims slightly outrageous, that I believed him. He really was from Zanarkand. When we talked, I felt that I could truly be myself; not the eternally optimistic summoner who was never allowed to cry.
There are so many memories... I have to stop and concentrate on something else. A deluge of taste, touch, smell... an assault on my senses.
I close my eyes and slowly kneel on the cold metal, which I feel beneath my thin skirt. I draw my knees up to my chin and hold them there, gazing out over the sky.
In my mind's eye, I feel his arms around me, his hand in mine, his lips on mine. I still see him in my mind, wearing that smile he wore when he was truly happy.
'I'll come running... I promise, Yuna.' he whispers, holding out his hand. I accept it, glad to feel his touch once again. He pulls me towards him, and suddenly we are floating in the night sky, diamond-like stars shining all around us.
He held me close. 'Always, Yu, I'll love you.'
I tilt my head up to face him, gazing at the stars reflected in his eyes. I do not speak. He kisses me slowly, his hand entwined in mine.
I open my eyes and am thrown back into cold reality, where I know I will never be looked at in the same way, held in the same way... loved in the same way.
I slowly get to my feet and watch the pyreflies begin their journey to the farplane. I hear the dead's voices singing in the air, a song of hope and sadness, yet relief that Spira is finally free. They twist and turn in the sky.
'I'll join you... someday.' I whisper, watching this display breathlessly. And I feel that his voice is joining the others, singing. 'I will... I'll come running.' I add. My words flutter and soar on the breeze and I wonder if they will someday reach him.
'And I'm thinking about you... Forever.'
by Wing'dCallisto
Disclaimer: Tidus, Yuna and the whole FFX universe are Square's. I just love them to bits. ^_^
Author's Note: My first ever Final Fantasy X fic, focusing around the ending. I wrote the song at the beginning, though... the repeated use of 'entwined' is intentional, by the way.
Summary: After Sin's defeat, Yuna remembers Tidus.
--------------------------**
***
'You held me in a dream
From which I never wanted to wake.
Smile reflected in your eyes,
Hand entwined in mine.
The sky, a pale azure above us.
Fields of wildflowers below us.
Lips on yours,
Our hands forever entwined.
Why is it that you fade away
When the night turns to day?
You disappear, I am alone.
The sky is black, crying tears of loss.
I see nothing
Without your eyes.'
***
The sky, a deep, soft cream. The sun's long golden fingers reach out to touch the dancing red and gold pyreflies below us, sun reflecting, shimmering off their long tails as they soar through the air, free at last.
I hear a cacophony of yelling and cheering below us. A celebration of Spira's eternal emancipation. I feel, in my mind, that I should go join them. It is a day of celebration, after all. Sin is dead.
Yet, I cannot help but mourn. As I stand on the airship, wind pulling and tugging at my clothes, I feel incredible, immesurable sadness. And my memories tear me, once again, into the past...
When I first saw him. I was in a dreamlike state, tired, longing for rest. I can remember gazing into his eyes before falling to the ground. The first time that we really talked. How, I felt, although finding his claims slightly outrageous, that I believed him. He really was from Zanarkand. When we talked, I felt that I could truly be myself; not the eternally optimistic summoner who was never allowed to cry.
There are so many memories... I have to stop and concentrate on something else. A deluge of taste, touch, smell... an assault on my senses.
I close my eyes and slowly kneel on the cold metal, which I feel beneath my thin skirt. I draw my knees up to my chin and hold them there, gazing out over the sky.
In my mind's eye, I feel his arms around me, his hand in mine, his lips on mine. I still see him in my mind, wearing that smile he wore when he was truly happy.
'I'll come running... I promise, Yuna.' he whispers, holding out his hand. I accept it, glad to feel his touch once again. He pulls me towards him, and suddenly we are floating in the night sky, diamond-like stars shining all around us.
He held me close. 'Always, Yu, I'll love you.'
I tilt my head up to face him, gazing at the stars reflected in his eyes. I do not speak. He kisses me slowly, his hand entwined in mine.
I open my eyes and am thrown back into cold reality, where I know I will never be looked at in the same way, held in the same way... loved in the same way.
I slowly get to my feet and watch the pyreflies begin their journey to the farplane. I hear the dead's voices singing in the air, a song of hope and sadness, yet relief that Spira is finally free. They twist and turn in the sky.
'I'll join you... someday.' I whisper, watching this display breathlessly. And I feel that his voice is joining the others, singing. 'I will... I'll come running.' I add. My words flutter and soar on the breeze and I wonder if they will someday reach him.
'And I'm thinking about you... Forever.'