I do not own Final Fantacy X
I dicided to try my hand on an Auron/Oc story. Mainly because I love Auron's sad tale and it makes one want to love him or find him someone to love. I read, litteraly, all the Oc stories for Auron so I am not afraid that this is going to suck, I'm just afraid it will make no since. I know I am a bit confused and I wrote it. I hope in the near future of this story it is all explained. It is a basicly and litteraly from the heart story. I wanted to keep reading Auron/Oc stories and after reading them all I dicided you guys need more. What better way to read more heart braking stories then to write them? I now plan to make a Pre- story if I can not explain what is happening to the story line in the story line.
Tell me, Please, what you want to read in this story too. I will make it all happen. All your wants I am hopeing to interfuse with my writing ability. Also tell me if I get marry sue ish I like so many others am trying to cut that out of my stories. I am thinking about sex, but I'm thinking about keeping it soft not like my other more populare story.I realize Final Fantacy is PG-13 and most of the stories are rated K-T but I think at least one sex scean is needed to have a kid.
~DemonVamp
The first time she heard the name Auron, she fell completely in love with it. She didn't know why, but something about the name gave her a funny 'butterflies in the tummy' feeling. Her heart fluttered in both sorrow and pain at the mere mention of it. She did not understand why she was so obsessed with the name, she just was. So obsessed, in fact, it was the reason for everything she did. She believed that every breath she took was for the name Auron. Why she felt this way she did not know.
She was five when she first heard the name. Her mother was looking through a baby namer book at the time. There was no special reason to look through it. Her mother being an only parent, loved to think that one day she could have more children; maybe she did, her daughter would never know, seeing as she had disappeared a few years after turning seven. Anyhow, she remembered that day:
Her mother grinned widely, "Lookie her, Lie!" She bent over to the bottom shelf of the book rack, effortlessly moving the books in her way, grabbing the small book and lifting it up for Leina to see.
Liena looked over to her mother, glancing briefly at the title of the small yet thick book. It only took reading one of the words to force the groan from her throat. "Mother! Put that back!" She whispered fiercely. She didn't want to get kicked out of another bookstore because her mother was giggling too loudly over a baby namer.
"Oh, come one! Lei, lets just look through it? Please, oh please," Her mother begged childishly. Briefly, Leina wondered who was the child here: Leina or her mother? You would think that at the age thirty with one six going on seven year old kid, her mother would be more mature. Sadly, it was not so.
Trying to look as grown up as a six year old could, Leina demanded, "Mother, if you do not put that back you will have to go out to eat again."
"Oh, Lei," The mother giggled at her small child's face. She didn't understand how her child had gotten so mature so quickly. Leina's mother secretly feared that she had done something wrong. She knew girls grew up fast, but she never expected it to be this fast. Leina's mother mentally sighed. Definitely came from her dad's side. Mentally nodding, the mother was very convinced that her six year old daughters attitude had absolutely nothing to do with her. The mother totally believed that it was a very genetic thing that came from the child's very caring, carefree, and very carful father. "Lets at least flip through it! You never know, there might be a name that you'd like," Leina's mother begged in a sing song voice.
Sighing in defeat, Leina knew she would not win. Not this time. Her mother could be very determined when she got this way. "Fine, but only flipping through it!"
"YAY!" The older women shouted.
"Shhhh," Leina hissed lowly, desperately bobbing her finger back and forth, every time lightly touching her thin, slightly colorless lips, in a shushing motion.
"Okay," her mother said ignoring her daughter. Turning the book to hold the spine of the book firmly in the palm of her delicate and perfectly manicured hand, her mother ran her thumb over the pages a few times each time they would flare out like a fan, arching like only the pages of a book could when being flipped too fast.
Grinning, Leina jokingly said, "Okay. You flip through it now put it back and lets go."
"Don't be silly, Leina. I was merely letting fate pick my page."
Leina sighed. "Fine," She growled reaching over and sticking her index finger into the flipping pages effetely stopping the pages. "There. Since fate couldn't decide, I did."
"Don't be silly," the woman grinned at her daughter, "Fate used you as her conection to this world."
"Yeah, sure. Like I believe in fate and all that non-sense," Leina grumbled crossing her arms. "Just read it and put it back so we can get what we need and go home."
Leina didn't notice that the page she mysteriously picked was way too close to the front of the book. A few more seconds more she would have just missed that special page. Then maybe everything about her might have happen, maybe she would have been a normal child that her mother always complained about wanting.
Her mother pushed her mousy brown hair behind her ear, setting the book down on top of the book self, bending over to lean on it all while still holding onto the page that her daughter picked. "Now lets see…" She mummered while sliding her fingers down the page, mumbling a few names under her breath. "Ah," Leina's mother breath excitingly, "Hears a new one, Athelstan! I think that's a boys name…" She looked over at Leina.
Leina hummed shaking her head. "Nah, its kinda stupid," Liena said leaning over to pick up a book the next shelf over that caught her eye.
"Well…" Leina's mother ran her hand down the next column. "Oh, here. How about, Or-ron?" She tried to sound the name out. "Hey Lei-lei, how do you say this name?" The mother asked her daughter leaning over to hold the book out to her.
Glancing over from the book in her hand, Leina read in a monotone voice, not really interested, "Auron."
"Auron?" Her mother repeated.
"Yes, mother, Auron." Leina said looking back to her book. Then it clicked in her mind, and Leina's book dropped to the floor.
Her mother didn't seem to notice, instead keep talking about the name. "It's a boys name I think. Doesn't say what kind, or where it came from…" The mother looked over to her daughter. "Leina? Sweetie, what's wrong?"
"I…" Leina paused to take a shuddery breath, "I don't know… I just suddenly don't feel so good." Leina bent down, picking up her dropped book with a very shaky hand.
"Oh, Leina, sweetie," Her mother said sadly kneeling down to embrace her child. "It's okay, honey. Mommy's here. You go ahead and cry."
And Leina did. Leina cried in anger, pain and sorrow. Almost screaming in the suddenly too empty world, "Why…" Why did he hurt? Why was he so sad? Why did he hate the world so fiercely? More importantly why was she crying for a name that she never knew?
A few months later, Leina found herself with her aunt, a mean lady who loved to fight and the adventure more then her little neice, often times leaving her alone in the apartment. Her mother left with no explanation as to why. She was just there one moment and gone the next by the time the sun rose. And again Leina was left wondering "why," but this time it was for 'why did you leave me alone.'
Years later, Laina stood in front of the lonely apartment's window over looking the busy city, around her was a surprisingly bare room with very few possessions. Something about today made her anxious and even bluer then she normally did. Normally Leina never opened the blinds to the city, this way she could pretend that she was at home and her mother would come back. However, something in the air was telling her that there was something she needed to see. She stood there for an hour first just watching the sun set and the people hassle to the stadium for the major tournament being held in the city, when it caught her eye.
The ocean! It was rising!
Quickly she closed the blinds. Something told Leina to move and fast. Never one to drought her instincts, move Leina did. Leina was out the door in seconds and on the street in minutes. Just in time to watch the sphere of water crash into the building. The impact of the watery sphere caused an unexplainable explosion throwing pieces of the building every where and sending the top half collapsing into the bottom.
"Leina!" She heard someone scream. She knew who it was. Before she could turn to see their face, a piece of the building broke off and fell straight at her. She ducked hoping hit would miss, but was too slow.
Leina vision blackened and the world was gone. With her last breath, she mumbled in a defeated tone, "I'm sorry, Auron, I couldn't… make… it… to you"