Dear Readers:
I know that I'm not exactly the best at writing these oneshots - my oneshots are actually usually angsty and poorly received - but I got inspired as I was watching the last scene between Yuna and Tidus (and all of you know which one I'm talking about). Like I said in "The Last Letter," I get really angsty around the holidays, and my stepdad's being a bastard... I'm just going to shut up and write, okay?
Signed,
Mecha
"I'm a dream," you said to me as your eyes traveled to the edge of the airship. "I never existed in the first place, and now that the fayth are gone, I can't exist now."
So, what? I'm in love with a dream? That doesn't change anything, Tidus, and you know it. We defeated Sin. Don't we deserve something, too?
Is it really so much to ask that you stay?
It doesn't matter now. I can already tell that you're fading, Tidus, but there's nothing I can do. It's rather funny, actually. Didn't we come this far so that you wouldn't have to watch me die?
I'm watching you fade, and it feels as though everything in my soul is fading with you - the hurt, the laughter. Everything, Tidus Is it selfish to have preferred death over this? Death with you would have been a blessing after all that we've been through, after all that we've seen.
After all that we've done. God, I feel so empty inside, even though we've finally defeated Sin. I should be happy, shouldn't I? I did this, knowing that I would die somehow, but this is so much more than I can bear. When I left Besaid, I was so willing to sacrifice everything. Every chance that I had at love, at life. I was only seventeen when I left, yet so ready to die in order to make the people happy. Why is it that whenever it finally happens, whenever I have to sacrifice the one thing more important to me than life, am I suddenly so repentant of my decision to leave with you?
I can feel my heart dying as you turn to leave, and I find myself running after you, running to be with you, even though I know that I can't.
And instead of running into your arms, I fall flat on my face.
"I love you," I whisper as I take a few steps in front of you.
You simply smile and put your arms around me, knowing that I can't even feel you anymore. I can't smell you. I can't feel your lips move, even as you whisper, "I love you, too," on my neck.
But, even as I try to forget you, I know that you're here. I know that you're still here, even as you walk through my body and jump off of the edge of the airship, even as you shimmer away into the air.
And I know that you always will be.
Yeah, I know it was depressing, but most of my oneshots are. I loved writing this one, because I just felt that it balanced the humor that I've been focusing on lately, and I hope that you like it as much as I do. Please read and review!
Mecha