Disclaimers: Don't own them characters.

Been too long since I did something in this fandom. Figured that I should do right by this story and try to complete it. Won't bother changing the stuff I've had up even though some of them are less than satisfactory. I'll just work with what I've left behind, but I apologize beforehand for when my immaturity shows in the writing.

Prologue: If Today was Your Last Day

A quiet room surrounded by glass walls, the natural light from outside halfheartedly poured in as it was shamed by the bright lighting inside, there was no sound. A solitary young boy with dark-brown hair sat before the flashing monitor. His hand rested over the mouse, frozen. His chin was supported by his other hand, and half of his body weight was pressed at the glass desk.

It was several hours passed midnight, okay, so it was nearly dawn. He had pulled another one of his usual all-nighters again. A workaholic that he was, he needed to get his job done before he could allow himself to relax. But relaxation itself was a luxury. He knew that his work would never end as long as he was still the Vice-President, quite the heavy burden for a teenager like him. He was considered a genius in his field, the pride of his country. The people's faith was placed on him, and he always did his best to answer them. These passed few weeks, he had been working nonstop to prepare for the new development project for Esthar. Even if he refused to admit it, he cared deeply for the nation.

About fifteen minutes ago, despite how much he wanted to keep on working, his brain had stopped functioning. He couldn't seem to think straight at all. The blurry words on the paper in his hand were as easy to understand as a matrix. He had no choice but to look away and wiped a hand over his face, hoping it would help him refocus.

It had not.

He grumbled and dragged his straying eyes back to the computer screen. Through hazy vision, he could see that he had a new email, and although he wasn't sure what the subject was, he clicked on it anyway. What popped up was … an overly colorful advertisement with a title What If Today Was Your Last Day?. The following was a bunch of crap about how one shouldn't waste life and enjoy it to the fullest by … vacationing at the Eden Resort.

Had he just wasted his eyes' capability to read this Behemothshit? Such a trashy way of advertisement! Were they trying to curse people into an early grave? 'Wasted my time.' The brunette tightened his jaw, scrolling over the email for more info on how to pinpoint the resort, just so that he could easily locate the place and have it shut down. He was nearing the end when his eyes caught the sentence You never know what will happen tomorrow.

It got him thinking. True, he didn't know what would happen tomorrow. He understood he had to die at one point of his life, but if it was today … Well that would be quite disturbing. The thought of leaving all of his lifetime work to Hyne-knows-who and let them make a total disaster with it bothered him greatly. And also, he wouldn't be able to learn new things anymore. He liked learning new things, it made him feel capable. If today was his last day … he would spend his time learning more and more. He knew he had a lot to learn and one day would be too short, but he would still make the best of his time left.

But well, he didn't need to contemplate so hard about this. It wasn't like today was really his last day.

It was a beautiful early morning in the land of Galbadia. Inside the mansion that was her home, on the balcony of her room, the young girl stretched her muscles satisfyingly, taking in a fresh breath of the new day. Her smooth black hair danced on the skin of her pale shoulder, under the warm sunlight. She opened her eyes again to see tall brick buildings and busy city street on the other side of the gate to the mansion.

Okay, the air wasn't fresh, it was quite polluted in fact. From her room, there was hardly a tree in view. The teen just liked to let her imagination, or delusion, run wild sometimes. She was currently looking forward to her vacation to the countryside, destination still unknown. As long as it was away from noisy Deling, she was fine with it. She loved the nature and often fantasized about living in some remote place like Winhill, or Balamb. But if given the choice, she would probably go for the latter, as she had heard reception in old Winhill wasn't very good. Without means to keep in touch with her social life, she might as well become a hermit.

She got back inside her room and, after getting out of her sky-blue pajamas, took a swift shower. When she finally got out, she noticed the screen of her laptop flashing, informing her that her friend wanted to chat. The girl hung the white towel over her neck and threw herself at a pile of multiple beanbag chairs laid before the computer.

She supported her body with her elbows while her hands fluently entered the commands to view the chat screen. It took a bit for the window to load and the drops of water dripping from the tips of her hair had taken the chance to wet her keyboard. She puffed up her cheek in mock annoyance, and quickly used the towel to wipe the wipe the splayed drops away, then proceeded on drying her hair also. After she was done, she brought here gaze back to the screen to see large black, bold, capitalized letters YA NEED TO SEE THIS, GIRL! along with a link leading to some website

It was her hyper, cheery friend who she had just gotten to know this year. Being a curious girl, Rinoa clicked on the address to see … an advertisement. 'What?' She raised one eyebrow questioningly. "What if today was your last day?" She mumbled out loud as she read. "The more you idle, the more time is lost … don't restraint yourself … Come to us at Eden Resort and we promise you Eden … Weird." The bottom line was You never know what will happen tomorrow. This was, by far, the worst advertisement she had ever read in her life.

And she decided to complain.

[Angel_Blue] what was that

[SDM_BoOYakA] did u lik the pic XD

[Angel_Blue] no that ad was terrible

[SDM_BoOYakA] what ad O_o

[SDM_BoOYakA] OMG wrong address. brb

It seemed the advertisement was not the topic of their conversation. Thank Hyne, had it been … she really didn't know how she would be able to hold up the talk without criticizing the thing. The way it was worded was just irritating for some reason she couldn't comprehend. But … If today was her last day … Of course she would eat a lot, play a lot, and laugh a lot. She would enjoy today to the fullest, because afterwards she wouldn't be able to anymore. 'That's kinda sad …'

Oh well, she shouldn't worry herself about something like that too much. After all, it wasn't like today was her last day.