A/n: Eh, I thought more ppl would read this, but I guess not. Oh well. For those who are though, here's the second installment. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Gin does not own anything in this fic that might be reconizable.

Rikku woke up the next morning. She quickly washed up and left the room to check on the legendary one. When she came out to the foyer, she saw that he was gone. The only clue that he was even there was the small drops of blood left on the couch where he had been laying. Rin came out soon after her. He also saw the guardian gone.

"Oh, ryc Sir Auron kuddah ujan rec ehzineac?" He asked when he spotted her. (Oh, has Sir Auron gotten over his injuries?)

"Oui luimt cyo dryd." She hinted. If what she guessed was right, he was now wandering Spira as an unsent. "E's kuehk du ku yc famm. E paddan pa kaddehk rusa, oui ghuf." (Oui could say that./ I'm going to go as well. I better be getting home, you know.)

"Very well. Please come again." He said in accented Spiran. She could only assume he said that to everyone who stopped by.

She opened the door and stepped out. It was then she remembered where she was. She tried not to squeak as the rain came down around her and thunder rumbled in the sky. "I have to be brave." She thought to herself. "I have to.." Her thought was cut off as a streak of lightning flashed in the sky followed by an unusually loud crash of thunder. She brought her hands up to cover her ears. "I hate this place, I wanna go home!" She whined, but no one was around to hear her.

The thunder soon stopped at it tends to do, as she gulped and went on her way. If she was to ever get out of here, she would have to push her fear of lightning out of her mind. She turned left down the path from the agency and headed to Macalania. Maybe from there she would be able to get some answers. Bevelle would certainly have something hidden to help her get home.

She equiped her claw and targe as she walked. It would not help to be ambushed out here with no defence. The few fiends she found, or rather found her, were rather easy. After fighting at the Zanarkand Dome these were no challenge. That's what she thought until she came across an iron giant. She had never fought one by herself. She always had her friends by her side.

It brought its sword above his head and she barely was able to dodge in time before it hit just where she was standing. Reaching into her thigh pouch, she pulled out an artic wind and a fish scale. Why couldn't they have trusted her with a supreme gem or something? During the time she had been contemplating her items supply, the iron giant was charging for a full swing. She managed to look up in time to see his sword slicing across her mid-section. It didn't cut her or anything, that was not the purpose, but she could feel her health dwindling.

She reached in and pulled a potion out of her pouch. It wasn't much, but it might be enough to get her through. She gulped it greedily before throwing the artic wind at the fiend. It growled in annoyence more then anything else. "Oh crap. This just is not my day." She muttered.

"Looks like you need help." A deep voice rumbled from her right.

She turned her head to see a flash of red move past her as it struck the fiend. "A-Auron?" She asked surprised. She had thought he was long gone by now.

He glanced over at her waiting for her to take her turn at attacking, but she did not look as if she was going anywhere. He ran in once again and finished off the fiend. He stuck his katana in the ground and waited for her to speak. When she said nothing he glared. "Well?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Thank you. I was just surprised to see you and all." She quickly answered before he could begin his patented Auron stare. She was able to see his full face since he had not yet gotten the cowl and sunglasses she knew he had in the future. So she was unable to save his eye. Her heart fell when she saw.

"I had no reason to stay. It was time for me to go." He answered her unasked question as he pulled the katana from the rocky ground and hefted it over his shoulder. Without another word, he began to walk away.

"Wait." Rikku shouted as she held one hand out. He stopped but did not turn. "I'll come with you." She finished.

"Girl, where I am going, you cannot come."

"I highly doubt that. Besides, you may be able to help me."

"No. I think not." He started to walk away when he felt something grab his arm and turn him around.

Now in the future, she would have never even thought to touch him, but this Auron just pissed her off. "I am going with you whether you like it or not. I have no where else to go, and Zanarkand may be the only way I will be able to get home." She said it all with out thinking, and it wasn't until after it was out did she realize her mistake. She covered her mouth quickly.

"How do you know about that place? One as young as you should know it is only a pile of rubble." This time he did glare at her. And to be honest, it was much more frightning being able to see his face.

She backed down at first, but found her courage. "That's not true! I know that where you are going does exsist. It may be a dream, but it's real to someone!"

He moved closer to her and looked into her face. It was full of fear, but he was able to see something else too. Determination. He stared at her eyes and noticed the swirles that proved her Al Bhed heretage. Was that why she wanted to go? Zanarkand was full of machina. She would be right at home there. "Very well, you may come."

She was about to jump for joy before he continued. "However, you must not let on where you are from."

"Don't worry about that. No problem there." She muttered.

He nodded his head once and started walking again. He said nothing as he led her outside Bevelle to wait. It had been a week since Braska had defeated sin, that much she was able to figure out by listening to people pass on the Macalania trail. Of course she would have to find out that way, big, mean and red wasn't going to say anything to her.

When he entered Bevelle she was surprised that he headed strait for the edge of the city. Having never been here, she kept her eyes pinned to his back. "Keep your head down. You do not want someone to know you are Al Bhed." He warned her.

Taking his advise, she kept close to him as he finally came to the shores of the ocean. Nobody was here, she figured it was too cold for that anyway. "Now what?" She asked eager for some sort of conversation.

"We wait." He answered as he stared over the sea.

She sighed and sat down on the sand. Night would be falling soon, and she was getting hungry. She hadn't eaten anything since, she wasn't sure when. They had traveled all day non-stop. "Guess being dead kinda makes you not want to eat." She thought to herself. Her stomach growled at that point making it known of her plight.

Auron's head turned to her. He hadn't thought about food. It was only natural that the girl would be hungry by now. Maybe that was his chance to get rid of her. "You can go back if you want. I'm sure someone in Bevelle would have something." He offered.

"And miss this chance? I don't think so. We get to Zanarkand and then I might eat. I can wait till then." She replied right back.

He turned his back on her and continued to wait.