Kitteh:
It's been a long time since I've written anything. I felt like I could do with some new material, I'll leave my old stuff up but this is pretty much a re-write of "Numb" just with a lot more detail, a lot more flavour, more storyline (a lot has changed!), more characters (some for X-2), more spice and some darker bits. Slightly inspired by Lucifer's Garden. I'm not a talented writer but I'm giving it my best shot. That's all I'll say for now but enjoy, reviews would be greatly appreciated! (Plusconstructive criticism.)
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy X or Final Fantasy X-2.
Zanarkand High
Introductions
Monday morning and the metropolis was alive with the usual hustle and bustle; distant gunshots, crying babies and yelling voices. Zanarkand was actually a very prestigious area but unfortunately, this was the dodgy end of town. Filled with gangs and numerous crimes, not to mention the drugs, the police had pretty much given up trying to put some form of order into the area.
With a yawn, stunning azure eyes fluttered open sleepily. Deep bags sunk underneath his eyes, accompanied by frequent bruises, scrapes and occasional deep cuts running down his face and neck to the athletic body currently still wrapped in a tatty duvet. The room was brought to life with the morning sunshine, covering the damp, cream walls were blitzball posters, photographs of a group of a whole variety of styles of people. A pile of dirty clothes lay strewn across the floor along with abandoned homework and empty bottles.
A few bottles clunked against each other as he stood, standing in nothing but black boxers showing off his muscular figure and his bruises torso. White scars littered his body, especially his wrists which also bore some fresh wounds. A sparkle of metal caught his eye as the sunlight danced off his penknife. Tidus only growled in response, running a hand through his messy blonde hair.
Grabbing what he assumed were clean clothes he headed towards the bathroom, frowning at the unconscious form lying in the hallway, muttering a number of foul words. He slammed the door out of spite and switched the shower on, punching it a few times until the occasional spit of cold water sprung into life, pouring warm water instead. Stripping off he climbed in, sighing in content.
It wasn't long before he finished up, towelling off and dressing in a simple pair of torn jeans with a belt to hold them up; he may have been muscular but he was still a little on the small side. He pulled on a plain white t-shirt and a brown scruffy jacket. Shoving a packet of cigarettes in his pocket with a new lighter he grabbed his keys and headed back to his room briefly to retrieve his bag. Climbing over the body of his father, Jecht who snored loudly as he passed, he walked to the front door, throwing on his shoes and leaving the house for school.
With a shortcut around an alleyway he got to Lulu's fairly quickly, knocking on the door twice before a perky blonde came bounding out. She was shorter than him with a tiny waist with hips and a bust to die for. Dressed in her usual attire of a yellow bikini top with matching thong, green mini skirt, scarf and arm warmers she looked a scantily clad as always. A blue bandana held her blonde hair in place with braids littered with colourful beads hanging down around it and her remaining hair tied up in place.
With a wink and her morning pounce out of the way she led him into the living room to meet the rest of the gang; Lulu the black haired goth; Wakka the blitz player with gravity defying hair and Gippal both discussing something to do with girls; Baralai and Paine cuddled in the corner in deep conversation and a new addition to the crowd sitting quietly to the side looking decidedly out of place.
Lulu looked up from the book she was reading and gave Tidus a smile, dressed in all black with lace trim and covered in countless belts she did pull off the goth look well. Despite her alarmingly bold appearance she was incredibly motherly and loyal, she seemed to be watching over her younger sister, Paine with a keen eye who was slightly shorter than the towering Lulu, with silver short hair and clothing similar, just with less skirts.
Wakka and Gippal gave a quick nod before resuming conversation, Wakka in orange pants with a black design and a black and white t-shirt, Gippal in dark jeans and a green shirt. Wakka was throwing a blitzball around, occasionally spinning it on his finger, his eyes flickering to see if Lulu was watching; everyone knew they liked each other, even Lulu knew, she was just waiting for Wakka to pluck up the courage, something that amused us to no end.
The new addition however, looked completely out of place with her beautiful cut brunette hair, a sensible white shirt complete with a red-pink jumper and immaculate jeans. It was her eyes that captivated Tidus, one as blue as the ocean, the other as green as the trees of Besaid. There was no doubt in his mind that she was absolutely beautiful.
Now, Tidus' only issue with this was very simple; he was a player, he was a gang leader, and he wasn't the sort of guy to bring home to mummy and daddy. She was Yuna, Yuna Rescen; daughter of the High Summoner. She had class; she was respected and certainly was not the type to mix with "the wrong crowd"… Which brought up another thought, why was she with them?
Rikku took that moment to announce Yuna's presence, or 'Yunie', her new nickname for the poor nervous girl. Tidus couldn't help but think her hesitance and shyness was cute. It was at that thought he decided he needed to get laid.
"This is Yunie! She's my cousin and she's coming to school with us, they've just moved from Bevelle and Yunie needed someone to help her around the place," Rikku explained cheerfully.
Tidus' POV
I stole another quick glance at the brunette only to find her mismatched eyes locking into mine, a wink was all it took for a light pink blush to appear on her silky cheeks. I couldn't help but grin. Unfortunately, it seemed Miss Gossip caught on straight away, a flash of blonde was all I saw and a wicked grin as Rikku disappeared with Yuna into the kitchen, saying something about getting a glass of water.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her antics before settling down next to Lulu, making brief conversation as the minutes passed, gaining on the time we were supposed to leave for school. I was shocked we'd bothered to go in so much over the past week. I supposed it was because Lulu and Paine planned on getting good grades for college and without them, the gang feels empty so we all end up dragging ourselves in.
With that thought, Lulu announced we had better make a move so, not so enthusiastically, we headed for the door, Rikku and a very red Yuna following. It would be a very interesting year.
Yuna's POV
I sighed in content as we reached the centre of town, finally away from the slums. I couldn't relax there, I had been raised in Besaid, a quiet island that was very religious and was quite simplistic. After mother died and father returned after defeating Sin we moved to Bevelle, a large but still very religious city. It was elegant and I was brought up to be a 'proper lady'. Wandering the deserted gang land of Zanarkand was the last place I expected to end up.
The city itself was actually stunning, with towering buildings, busy streets and lights everywhere. Even in the early morning thousands bustled through the city, most of them students making their way to Zanarkand High, a highly esteemed school, the very school we were approaching.
I couldn't help but smile at the thought of the expression on my father's face at the sight of myself with the group of people I was walking with. I was amazed I was allowed to stay with Rikku in the first place but I imagine he had left the organisation up to Auron and he hadn't quite understood the feud between father and Uncle Cid. Either way, I certainly didn't mind, despite their rough appearances, they interested me although I admit I did feel a little overwhelmed.
I had been home schooled for years; this would be my first public school. I wondered what all the other students would be like. Rikku had warned me about Seymour, Donna and their groups of friends but I guessed she had been exaggerating about them.
With one last glance at the large school in front of me, I headed inside, Rikku beside me, leading me over to the reception area to get my timetable after parting with the gang. As I stepped forward to get it, I smiled in anticipation. I didn't know it then but this was going to be my longest and hardest year yet.
