1 Don't Forget Me…
"…Never forget them"
Looking up slowly from the cheering crowd, a pair of green-blue eyes skimmed the sky.
[I wonder…can you see me, here?]
Thoughts flew around her mind…her false marriage to Maester Seymour, the night she shared her first true kiss with the person she loved, and the day…that day…when she fell through his arms.
Yuna closed her eyes tightly [I shouldn't be crying…not here…I know he is out there…he'll come back to Spira…I know it…] She glanced behind her shoulder, her tearing eyes spotted several smiling faces cheering her on, silently. [Thank…you, everyone…I owe you so much.]
Lulu slowly stepped next to her, and gently stroked her hair.
"You know, He'll be back, I am sure he will find a way" She smiled soothingly and nudged Yuna towards the exit, where a very happy Wakka and Rikku were expecting her.
"Yunie!" Rikku waved her arms in the air and had to restrain herself from jumping in the air, while Wakka smiled and nodded in support.
Taking one last glance at the lively Blitzball stadium, she walked through the bold, dark doors.
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"Man…" A young man, with long flowing blonde hair and sea-blue eyes pulled himself onto the dock in a well-known town. [Great…back in Zanarkand…] his voice was melancholy and dull, not even bothering to take a look at the city behind him, he swung his legs over the side of the dock letting them dangle above the rolling waves. "Yuna…" He stared at the sky above him blankly. [I wish I could have told you…] "I love you too." He whispered and leaned back propping his body up on his nicely tanned elbows. Sighing deeply he pulled himself to his feet, staring vacantly at the horizon before him. [It feels like its been forever…] He shook his head and turned around kicking the wood beneath him with every step. [Wait a minute…] He paused for a moment, something didn't feel didn't feel right…His eyes grew large with shock…[This…this isn't Zanarkand!]
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"Lady Summoner!" Crowds of admirer's had flocked to be around their savior as she boarded the only boat back for the Isle of Besaid. Young girls and boys called out to her, shouting their appreciation, as the large boat struggled past the roaring tides, and into the ocean.
"Good bye everyone!" She waved gratefully from the bridge of the boat until the crowds turned into tiny specks on the shore. Gracefully but sadly, her hand fell to her side, and her fake smile slowly twisted its way into a frown, deep in thought. She gazed at the ocean and tried her best to blink back tears.
"Yuna…" a unfathomable voice rang from behind her. "Kimahri knows he will come back for Yuna, Kimahri promise Yuna, Kimahri knows."
Her eyes softened and a spark of happiness flew into them, like the first star coming out in the midnight sky.
"Oh Kimahri!" she hugged her eldest guardian tightly "thank you so much! I know you're right!" she smiled and bowed deeply.
Slowly his stern, emotionless face carved into a smile and he placed his giant blue paw on her shoulder gently, with the utmost care.
"Yuna shed no more tears…" and with that, he had returned to a pillar of stone beside her, quiet and still.
Wakka and Rikku had engaged in a game of try and steal the other person's munchies, and Lulu stood quite content in the shady area near the stairs. Kimahri stood just a few paces away from her…but then, why did she still feel…like she was the only person onboard? [It's strange…] Her head fell back, facing upward at the darkening sky. [A storm?] Yuna raced to the bough of the ship and stood shakily on its end. Sliding two slender fingers into her mouth she blew as hard as she could, she blew until a sharp, piercing noise escaped from her pressed lips.
Startled by the sudden destruction of calmness, Wakka and Rikku ripped their loaf of sweet bread in half. Rikku flew to one side of the ship, finding her-self being helped to her feet by a slightly-irratated Lulu. Wakka on the other hand, scrambled to catch his balance…
"Ah-ha!" He stood up proudly, both hands on his hips. Grinning, he laughed his victory to himself.
"You….big…meanie!!" Rikku had hurled a Blitzball at the victory-happy Wakka, and he soon found himself trying to re-collect his teeth.
Yuna spun around trying to make something of the commotion behind her…but all she found was laughter. She ran down to Wakka and helped him to his feet. Her soft voice chimed throughout the ship's deck. For everyone, it was a happy sound.
Yuna stopped for a moment, and looked at her guardians, her most trusted friends, her family…
[Don't forget me…]
"…Never forget them"
Looking up slowly from the cheering crowd, a pair of green-blue eyes skimmed the sky.
[I wonder…can you see me, here?]
Thoughts flew around her mind…her false marriage to Maester Seymour, the night she shared her first true kiss with the person she loved, and the day…that day…when she fell through his arms.
Yuna closed her eyes tightly [I shouldn't be crying…not here…I know he is out there…he'll come back to Spira…I know it…] She glanced behind her shoulder, her tearing eyes spotted several smiling faces cheering her on, silently. [Thank…you, everyone…I owe you so much.]
Lulu slowly stepped next to her, and gently stroked her hair.
"You know, He'll be back, I am sure he will find a way" She smiled soothingly and nudged Yuna towards the exit, where a very happy Wakka and Rikku were expecting her.
"Yunie!" Rikku waved her arms in the air and had to restrain herself from jumping in the air, while Wakka smiled and nodded in support.
Taking one last glance at the lively Blitzball stadium, she walked through the bold, dark doors.
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"Man…" A young man, with long flowing blonde hair and sea-blue eyes pulled himself onto the dock in a well-known town. [Great…back in Zanarkand…] his voice was melancholy and dull, not even bothering to take a look at the city behind him, he swung his legs over the side of the dock letting them dangle above the rolling waves. "Yuna…" He stared at the sky above him blankly. [I wish I could have told you…] "I love you too." He whispered and leaned back propping his body up on his nicely tanned elbows. Sighing deeply he pulled himself to his feet, staring vacantly at the horizon before him. [It feels like its been forever…] He shook his head and turned around kicking the wood beneath him with every step. [Wait a minute…] He paused for a moment, something didn't feel didn't feel right…His eyes grew large with shock…[This…this isn't Zanarkand!]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Lady Summoner!" Crowds of admirer's had flocked to be around their savior as she boarded the only boat back for the Isle of Besaid. Young girls and boys called out to her, shouting their appreciation, as the large boat struggled past the roaring tides, and into the ocean.
"Good bye everyone!" She waved gratefully from the bridge of the boat until the crowds turned into tiny specks on the shore. Gracefully but sadly, her hand fell to her side, and her fake smile slowly twisted its way into a frown, deep in thought. She gazed at the ocean and tried her best to blink back tears.
"Yuna…" a unfathomable voice rang from behind her. "Kimahri knows he will come back for Yuna, Kimahri promise Yuna, Kimahri knows."
Her eyes softened and a spark of happiness flew into them, like the first star coming out in the midnight sky.
"Oh Kimahri!" she hugged her eldest guardian tightly "thank you so much! I know you're right!" she smiled and bowed deeply.
Slowly his stern, emotionless face carved into a smile and he placed his giant blue paw on her shoulder gently, with the utmost care.
"Yuna shed no more tears…" and with that, he had returned to a pillar of stone beside her, quiet and still.
Wakka and Rikku had engaged in a game of try and steal the other person's munchies, and Lulu stood quite content in the shady area near the stairs. Kimahri stood just a few paces away from her…but then, why did she still feel…like she was the only person onboard? [It's strange…] Her head fell back, facing upward at the darkening sky. [A storm?] Yuna raced to the bough of the ship and stood shakily on its end. Sliding two slender fingers into her mouth she blew as hard as she could, she blew until a sharp, piercing noise escaped from her pressed lips.
Startled by the sudden destruction of calmness, Wakka and Rikku ripped their loaf of sweet bread in half. Rikku flew to one side of the ship, finding her-self being helped to her feet by a slightly-irratated Lulu. Wakka on the other hand, scrambled to catch his balance…
"Ah-ha!" He stood up proudly, both hands on his hips. Grinning, he laughed his victory to himself.
"You….big…meanie!!" Rikku had hurled a Blitzball at the victory-happy Wakka, and he soon found himself trying to re-collect his teeth.
Yuna spun around trying to make something of the commotion behind her…but all she found was laughter. She ran down to Wakka and helped him to his feet. Her soft voice chimed throughout the ship's deck. For everyone, it was a happy sound.
Yuna stopped for a moment, and looked at her guardians, her most trusted friends, her family…
[Don't forget me…]