Chapter Two :: Almost There
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"Are we there yet?" a very gloomy Tidus asked once again - he had lost count on how many times though, his eyes growing heavier and heavier with the tensions of sleep every minute that had passed by. Time was ticking yet once more...
Wakka sighed with a cross between a laugh and a groan of annoyance even when he was on the verge of falling asleep, he didn't feel like arguing with the young blonde, after all, both of them of were bored and tired - he didn't expect the entire cruise such a long and tiring one. Nothing to see but the waters flowing calmly so far, the sky clear to see the clouds very similar to pillows which made Wakka yawn. Even though he wanted to lay his head on the softest pillow and rest on the comforting mattress, but he refused to let his eyes close even for the slightest bit. Tidus too, had refused to even sleep as well.
"Not yet, brudda. Only a few more hours." came Wakka's estimated answer.
Tidus groaned, just how far was Luca anyway? One thing's for sure, Luca better be the place to blitz...
"So what's Luca like? Considering it is my first time heading out there." The young blitzball player questioned, Wakka turned to look at him - this time staying awake, giving a small smile to Tidus.
"Can't really explain. Luca is more of a place to gaze at more and to have fun rather than being taken seriously. You'll like it. In fact I've even decided to let the team stay for a little vacation, ya?"
Tidus' eyes brightly shimmered in joy and excitement.
"All right! A vacation! This is so going to be awesome!"
Wakka then had a serious tone, then putting his hands
behind his head he reminded him.
"Yeah we party, but just be careful of how you behave, the Maestors won't take it too lightly if they see a drunk, loud mouth blitz player, ya?"
Tidus arched a brow at the common talk about the so called Maestors, what was so important about them?
"Whatever you say, Wakka." Scratching his head, then listened to Rikku's voice as she played bird's eye on the top of the crow's nest, in search for Luca.
"Not yet!" she called from above, both men nodded and then eventually gave out a laughed at Rikku's positive and upbeat attitude - as always.
"So why all the talk about them?" Tidus turned to Wakka.
"What?"
"You know," Tidus continued "The maestors? And the people that are attending?"
Wakka then understood the Blitzball player's questioning, turning to face Tidus and placing a smack on the shoulder like what Tidus did to him earlier. Smiling as he did so.
"Because they are maestors to Yevon, our religion. So we are deeply devoted to them, as always we must pay them valuable respect in order to think that Spira is well-behaved now that Spira is calmer than before. So we should pay them our respect in return, ya?" Wakka explained.
"Oh." was all that Tidus could get out of his mouth. Wow, maestors of his religion...are to appear at the Blitzball tournament? Something didn't seem right, after all maestors of any kind don't usually attend at any event not concerning about Yevon. Interesting if the reason had to deal with something important about the teams to compete. Maybe they were there to give special recognition to each and one of the teams. 'Or maybe even ours', Tidus thought, making him grin. 'Or maybe even give out an award to a single player...it could even be me.' But those thoughts were clearly pushed away as Wakka's voice interrupted.
"In case you're wondering," Wakka began to explain things more clearly...Tidus hoped that his predictions of the maestors were true...
Not quite actually.
"The reason why Maestor Mika and the others are to appear at the Blitzball tournament is to celebrate Maestor Seymour's engagement."
Tidus eyes widened. 'That's it?! That's why they're all attending?! All because of a Guado maestor getting married?! That doesn't even concern blitzball at all!' Tidus was angry...they hadn't cared much for the sport at all? Just for a future wedding celebration? And the team had been informed that the "important people" were to attend, to make them feel blessed and honored that they were to be watched by them by their own eyes, was all because of a stupid wedding, that he, himself, and the others would possibly never care about? It was a waste of time. All of it was. Tidus could have easily just said to Wakka that the tournament was a waste of publicity, people were just gonna watch just because the "important people" were to be there, in the same stadium, as he was.
Wakka took notice of Tidus who seemed to be in serious thought, wondering what was he thinking about.
"You okay? You got so quiet all of sudden."
"Yeah. Anyways, who's Seymour getting married to?" Tidus asked, pretending to be interested in all the news and gossip.
"Said to be the daughter of Lord Braska. Very young to make a commitment like this, but supposedly her mother encourage her to take the proposal of Seymour, and she clearly accepted it. Even though she's a bit young, can't deny that she's gorgeous as well. One of the most stunning eyes I've ever seen."
"You mean, you met her?" looking surprised, Tidus then became a little interested on who the wife of Maestor Seymour was going to be. Was she going to be at Luca? Was she going to watch Blitzball as well?...
'Nah,' came the the thought. She probably was just attending to go because of Maestor Seymour, and most likely the people of Spira - she probably just wants attention, like a lot of girls in his home of Zanarkand, he shook his head, he didn't want anymore memories of Zanarkand any longer. He is now pleasantly with Besaid, and he didn't seem like a sad moment was to separate him from Besaid Island.
"Well, not exactly. She came to visit Besaid a few months ago, but I did see a glimpse of her though with her and her mother. Goes by the name of Yuna, it suits her well enough in my opinion, ya?"
Tidus stood unknown of what the story is about Yuna, but she seemed like the person who doesn't appreciate anything - or anyone to that matter. She was in a higher class than he was, and there was no changing that. 'Wait...If I remember correctly, Wakka said she was the daughter of Lord Braska...'
Tidus thought hard - where had he heard the name of Lord Braska somewhere?
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'This is ridiculous' Yuna thought as she sat down on the wooden chair while a servant was preparing her hair for her debut at Luca, she winced at the pain as the servant tightly grasped her hair making it into a bun with strands of her hair falling from the bun piece. It only gave her a slight headache. As she lifted her head only to notice the well framed vanity, she looked at herself in the mirror in the front of her face - and she barely saw anything in her reflection. Nothing but a daughter of a Yunalesca who decides everything in her life for her, and the daughter of High Summoner Braska whom she barely knew at all. She wanted so much to learn about, and yet nothing has changed - but if she was lucky enough to settle some things she would have what she wanted. But still...who was she? Besides the wife of a man who cares more about power than love itself, who was she besides all of the fame? It's like she never knew herself anymore, and it made her angry thinking about it. Yuna closed her eyes softly, forcing herself not to shed angry tears down her face, the servants had been working over 30 minutes with her makeup - but she still looked the same.
Just then her mother, resplendent in a white silky dress, appeared next to her. Lulu followed wearing the very same dark dress she had been wearing ever since. Her mother smiled warmly at Yuna, as did Lulu. But it was so very clear that Yunalesca's thoughts were very different from Lulu's. Lulu couldn't possibly thinking about the joy about the wedding, or her astounding -- or in Yuna's opinion, trashy -- outfit she was forced to wear. Instead Lulu was thinking quite the opposite. Yuna had wished that Lulu was her mother who understood, but of
course she was only one of the servants more likely close to Yunalesca. She heard her mother squeal with outstandable joy.
"My, Yuna. You're a quite the vision. You are certainly going to stir up some very interesting conversations when we arrive at Luca."
Standing up after the servant had finished the final touches of her hair, Yuna began to speak.
"Yes I will. Considering how trashy the ensemble Seymour chose for me."
"Yuna, there is no need for remarks. You should be happy, you're about to marry fine Guado, my lady," her mother retorted, and Yuna shook her head.
"I am not going to wear it," Yuna replied, earning a shocked look on Yunalesca's face.
"Young lady, I am in no mood for arguing. Be cooperative. Surprising is it not that Seymour spent very much of Gil for that ensemble." Yunalesca said, earning Yuna a disgusted look.
"Mother, have you gone blind? The outfit is not appropriate enough for this so called "celebration"! Can't I just wear what I want to wear? I have that beautiful Lake Macalania made dress made of real silk and linen with patterns. And it's not too skimpy. Please let me just change for once!"
Yunalesca shot her a look "Yuna, considering that dress from Lake Macalania is not enough for the occasion, if you don't wear what Seymour gave you, it'll break his heart. I'm not letting you ruin your reputation by declining things people give to you. Now you will wear that dress, understood?"
Yuna groaned in frustration and bursted out of the doorway, causing many of the servants and ship sailors to turn around and stare at the young daughter. She had caused yet a scene, and for that Yuna blamed herself as she blushed with embarrassment. Mother couldn't even change up just the slightest bit? She couldn't let her wear the dress from Macalania because of Seymour. At the same time, Yuna had wish that the trip had ended now but yet give the trip more time as she slowly progressed on what she asked - no, demanded - from mother. A chance to live life with decisions that she makes with her own...knowing that Luca was not so far away now, she knew that this little tiny and stupid argument was only the first.
She was determined to win this war, no matter what it takes.
END CHAPTER 2
