Me, own Final Fantasy? Yeah, okay. Maybe in my dre-
Nah. Not even there ;-;


They're all standing there, on the purple and white deck of the air ship, watching while their summoner dances her aeons away.

It was over.

It was over.

They finally did it, and he was leaving. She didn't know it yet, but in just a few moments, he'd be gone in a cloud of red and brown and green and blue and him. He's leavingleavingleaving and she can't do anything about it, tysh ed.

Because she's just a girl, and he's a warrior monk, who's been dead and gone but still there for years now and it just isn't done. But they did, and now she's paying for it.

Tears made themselves known in her swirled eyes, but she refused to let them see them, 'cause they can't know, they can't. But he sees it, he always does, she knows. (The way his eye softens and warms just a little, teensy bit, and something flashes up for a moment and then goes as quick as a cactuar and then he turns around and he's gonegonegone in a flash of red and brown and green and he'sgonehe'sgonehe'sgone.)

But she refuses to break, not yet, not while her Yunie is suffering over her own loss. (Is this the thanks they all get, after they save the darn world?) She'll have her own break down back in her own room, with the door locked nice and tight and into her pillows at night, away from the gazes filled with newfound hope and love and happiness that she wishes she could feel now.

For now though, she'll settle for her happy-go-lucky act, she decides, as she waves her arms and screams "We'll see you again!" at the retreating figure as he jumps off the airship and disappears in the clouds, because Yunie reallyreallyREALLY needs her to, and as she said before, she can wait. For now, she'll wait, and maybe, just maybe, she'll see him again, smelling of smoke and cinnamon and Auron, standing on the sand waiting for her.


Hey guys! I might continue this, or I might not, depends, ahaha. But as for right now, it's 4, almost 5 in the morning, and I have no idea what I'm still doing up.
So for now, I bid you adieu!
-turns lights off-