A/N: I wanted to write about my two favorite characters in a story. So I decided to make a crossover story of VII and X. I listed it as supernatural/mystery, but it could be seen as friendship/comfort.

Pyreflies in the Lifestream

By LadyDarkKnight

Chapter 1: The Calling

It was over, it was finally over. Sin has been destroyed at last and now Spira can enjoy a Calm that would last for eternity.

His mission had been fulfilled and now he can rest peacefully on the Farplane. He had kept his promise.

The Farplane; the final resting place for the dead. A place that existed within the living world of Spira. The living were allowed in the entrance of it to visit the images of their late loved ones. Yet none of the living never dared to venture far beyond that; it was forbidden. The people of Spira were highly spiritual and they respected the resting of the dead. No one really knew what was beyond the Farplane. . .

The man had completed his goal to look after the children of his two dear companions; Braska and Jecht. Yuna, the daughter of Braska, chose to follow the path of her father as a Summoner. It was because of her that Sin was vanquished. Brining on the Eternal Calm would make her famous for many generations to come. Tidus, the son of Jecht, was the blitzball-playing guardian who protected the Summoner Yuna throughout her pilgrimage. The man promised Jecht to watch over Tidus in the Dream Zanarkand world, where Jecht and his son lived. . . and to bring Tidus to Spira someday.

This man, or known as the Legendary Guardian, was relieved to finally depart for the Farplane. . . Yet after several years of living in it, he couldn't help but worry about something. A soft, gentle voice kept speaking to him inside of his mind. And he was the only one who seemed to constantly hear it. It affected him to the point where he was anxiously needed by someone. . .somewhere. This man, named Auron, decided to journey beyond the known boundaries of the Farplane one day, leaving his friends behind.

"You're sure that's a good idea, Auron?" Jecht said, scratching his chin.

"I must, I have a feeling something is calling me from far away." Auron said in his nonchalant voice.

"No one knows what's really out there, man. I think it's best to just leave things we don't know alone."

"Many fear to continue beyond. . .including the dead who live here. It is unknown territory to us. Yet nobody will ever know unless a brave soul is willing to explore out there. . . . I believe that brave soul is you, Auron." Braska said calmly.

"Forgive me, but I'm afraid that I will not rest peacefully unless I go take care of this personally." Auron said.

"Aren't you even wondering what might happen to you if you step beyond these boundaries?" Jecht responded worriedly.

"It is something I must do. I'm sorry Jecht, but this has been disturbing me lately. . .this calling."

"Yeah, but--!"

"Jecht, I think Auron has already made up his mind to go. You know we can't stop him from doing that." Braska said softly.

"Would you at least let us come with you then?" Jecht urged.

"I must do this alone. It's me the voice is calling for after all. Don't worry about me Jecht. What's the worst that could possibly happen to me? . . . . . . Death? It's unlikely for that to happen since I'm already. . . If it meant erasing all my existence. . . Then so be it. I have nothing to exist for anyways. But you two, you have families. Wouldn't you want to reunite with your son and daughter once they are sent here? I don't think they would forgive me if I brought you two along to some unknown region if we were never to return."

Jecht had nothing to say. He silently gazed around him, looking beyond the Farplane.

"Good luck Auron. If you need us for anything. . . We'll be here." Braska said.

"I thank you my friend, but I don't know if I'll be returning." The three companions stared at each other, unsure of whether to shake hands or embrace one another. Instead, the trio simply nodded to each other and Auron began to walk away to start his journey.

That was several days ago.

The red-clad ronin continued to walk for days without resting. Since then, the scenery that was familiar to him had changed; so had the environment. Much of the pyreflies that were native to the Farplane had been slowly disappearing as Auron walked further into the unknown. As he walked further, he began to see a stream of green light wavering in the air. This green stream of light gave Auron strength inside; it felt sublime, as if he had never experience such a sensation before. He thought of them as streams of energy because it made his weariness go away. There were only a couple of them at first, but then they multiplied, swiming in the atmostphere. This energy stream is was not known to him or to the world of Spira. It was his instinct that told him that he was no longer in the Farplane.

Suddenly, Auron came to an abrupt halt to the scene in from of him. "A field of. . . .flowers?"

As Auron walked farther into the flowery meadow, he saw a figure standing just a few feet away from him; a young woman. At first, he thought it was a fiend that was disguised as a woman. But from the years he had lived in the Farplane, there were no fiends. He braced himself anyways, as he wielded a giant katana ready to strike if needed to.

She had a long brown hair that was tied up and braided. She was clad in a pink dress. When Auron walked toward her, he startled her. She gasped and immediately turned to him. She had a very pretty face with emerald green eyes that reminded Auron of the green stream of light. She stood there and looked at him horrified, then she slowly withdrew backwards in fear.

Auron suddenly realized she was no harm, she appeared too innocent. It was just a lost soul. He let his guard down, then wondered if she thought he would harm her because of the katana he carried behind him. He then tried to speak in a light tone, "Are you the one who's calling me?"

The young woman didn't respond. She was still in fear, and looked as if she was ready to defend herself if he was to attack her.

"I'm not going to harm you, I just want to know. . . . .what do you want with me? Why are you calling for me?. . . . What are you doing here, so far away from the Farplane?"

"The. . . Farplane?" She said confused. That voice, it was the same voice that Auron heard in his mind over and over again. That soft, gentle voice that persuaded him to travel this far.

The young lady stood there for a minute, thinking. Just then she smiled and her fear melted away. "Oh! It's you. . . .I was waiting for you." She said softly.

A/N: Well, that's as far as I'm going to write today. Please tell me what you think of it.