Ch.1 Death Dies
Tidus was curled up on his bed with a needle in his hand. He'd already injected himself with the heroin, hoping the drug would take all his pain away.
He stared at the single light source in his room. The lamp illuminated the cramped space, giving the room a homey look to it.
Then the drug started to kick in.
It only took but a minute, but for Tidus it felt like years. The current of the drug ripped through his body, making him feel light. His vision became hazy, and everything he touched seemed too sensitive.
Or maybe it was him.
Tidus buried his head in his pillow and whispered the only word that meant anything to him.
"Auron," Tidus said, with a sob.
His parents were dead, and he didn't know where Auron had gone. It was like he disappeared from the face of the earth.
Tidus had stopped playing blitzball since there was no one to come to his games, and now he lived all alone on his boat house, a washed-up junkie, like his dad used to be.
Zanarkand was brimming with liveliness, and people but not one of those people happened to be the one he was looking for.
His azure eyes began to water with tears, as he felt his loneliness overwhelm him.
"Auron," Tidus said, again.
He kept whispering his name, hoping that it would somehow bring him back.
"Auron, Auron, Auron. Where are you? Please, come back. Auron…"
The tears started to fall at an alarming rate. He was so lonely, and so sad.
"Auron," Tidus said, the drug taking his senses.
Then he heard footsteps coming from the front door. Tidus turned his head hearing the echo of the footsteps. They sounded familiar. Tidus wanted to see who the intruder was, but he was too tired to get up.
A pair of boots reached his door, and Tidus looked towards the door.
There he was, the only person he could ever care about.
"Auron."
His face was etched with concern, as he looked down at the teenage blonde.
"Tidus…" Auron said, noting the needle in his right hand. "Why?" He asked, dropping down to his knees at Tidus' side.
"I thought you'd never come back. I-I thought…you hated me." Tidus said, turning away in shame.
Auron was shaking his head feverently. A single tear slipped unnoticed, from his eye. "No, Tidus, no. I could never hate you. Never!" Auron yelled, as Tidus became less, and less responsive.
"I'm sorry for acting like such a crybaby." Tidus whispered, his eyes closing.
Auron shook his head.
"I never thought of you that way." Auron said, his voice breaking in emotion.
He'd never thought he would see Tidus end up like his father. Never. He was so bright, so happy, so energetic. But now, he was broken. Curled up in the fetal position, with death in his hand.
And all this was his fault. He never should've left. Afraid that any time he'd let his desire for Tidus show, Tidus would shun him, and think him sick.
But as it turned out, Tidus himself had strong feelings, and Auron only destroyed the happy teen he was.
"I'm so sorry." Auron said, running a gloved hand through Tidus' hair.
Author's Note:
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