Here's an FFX fanfic I threw together while listening to "Eva" by Orgy. It's basically about Yuna, what's going on inside her mind after the ending of the game.
*****IMPORTANT*****: This fanfic contains spoilers. If you haven't yet
finished FFX, I would advise you not to read it. But, if you do, and you
haven't finished FFX, don't come cryin' to me that I ruined it for you. I am
warning you now, I will not listen to those complaints.
**DISCLAIMER**: I do not own Yuna, Tidus (unfortunately), or pretty much
anything in this fic. I recognize that they are © to Squaresoft, or their
individual owners, and I do not take credit for them. I do, however, take
credit for this fic.
***SOMETHING ALMOST IMPORTANT BUT NOT***: I did NOT steal this idea from Shad's newest fic "Semper Fi," even though it's the same basic idea. "Too Late" was my first FFX fanfic, written waaaay back in June, or some time this summer. So there.
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Are you here?
I can't see you.
I can't hear you.
Where are you?
Are you on the Farplane?
Can you hear me?
Tidus...... can you hear me?
There are so many things.... things I want to say, things I should have said, things I should have done. But it's too late...
Too late.
It's too late to hold you, to kiss you. I even fear that I took far to long to tell you the truth. To tell you how I felt, how I still feel.
Where are you?
Are you happy there?
Well, you should be. You deserve to be happy. If only one of us can be happy, I'm glad it's you. You were always happy, with your silly grin, your optimistic attitude. I still love the way you would say, "Let's go to Zanarkand!" or, "Let's defeat Sin!" Do you still think it made me said, even when it didn't? Did you believe me, when I told you I was happy, that night at Lake Macalania?
Oh, that night.
That is my favorite memory of my pilgrimage. That night, in the Lake, with the pryeflies flying around us. With me, with tears on my face and in my eyes. When you kissed me..... Tidus, that moment made me the happiest girl in Spira.
I wish you were here....
I should have kissed you more. I wish you kissed me again. But you didn't. Even though you never kissed me again, never really acknowledged that that night ever happened, I know you weren't embarrassed by it. I know you loved me....
....But do you still?
I wish you were here....
I wish I kissed you again. But I can't now. It's too late now...
...Too late...
...It'll always be too late...
Always.