Unbreak My Heart

by Tari

Squeeཀ I'm back! Well, thanks to a suggestion by Losttoxichope, I have decided to continue the idea of having Auron and Rikku getting jiggy in several travel agencies throughout Spira!

This one will take place at Macalania, where I am inserting my own plotinto the story. A word of warning: this story will probably be a lemon - and undoubtedly, an Aurikku. So if you do not approve of this pairing, please click the back button on your browser. Flames can be really hurtful sometimes.

I had originally planned to do a series of one shots where Auron and Rikku get jiggy in a series of travel agencies along the road - but each time would be a brand new fic where Auron and Rikku were unaware that they were sexually and romantically attracted to one another. But after a lot of thinking, I decided to make it a continuous fic. In other words, this is a direct follow on from Chapter One of Unbreak My Heart.

Anyways, I am inserting my own plot here. When the Summoner party enters Macalania, they learn of a plot by the Guado to annihilate Rikku, due to her heritage. So, sexually frustrated and plotting revenge upon Yevon and its teachings, can Auron rescue Rikku from her fate and release some tension in the process?

There's a little bit of Al Bhed near the end of this chapter, but because I am a nice person, I have added the direct translations at the bottom of the document. I hoped to post this sooner, but my dad disconnected the internet as a punishment to fuck knows what. And I got my nose pierced on Monday along with my best friend!

My first exam starts on Tuesday. Please wish me luck!

Dedication: This one shot is dedicated to Losttoxichope who inspired me to continue writing my initially completed story. Our favourite non-canon couple getting jiggy on a snowmobile in the next chapter (Sneaky Tari XD) is entirely for you. Huggles!

Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy X or any associated characters. -Pouts-

Chapter Two: Everytime We Touch

Rikku exhaled slowly, rubbing her arms furiously to try and coax some warmth into her frozen limbs. Her breath floated dreamily from her mouth, rising heaven-ward in a puff of smoke. Her teeth chattering, the youngest guardian continued to drag her leaden feet in the wake of the party, desperately wishing that she had brought more suitable clothing for this weather.

Having lived in the desert for as long as she could remember, Rikku was well accustomed to languishing in the blazing sun back home, dressed scantily in shorts and t-shirts. Even at night, Sanubia rarely ever decreased in temperature - and in its own way, Bikanel was a tropical paradise. Rikku often dreamt that she was still a child, blissfully ignorant of the

chaos and destruction that occurred in the world around her. She remembered, long before her mother's death, playing in the sand with her brother, Keyakku, her mother and father seated nearby, as the family basked in one of the rare moments when the terror that was Sin, could easily be forgotten as a nightmare - not a daily reminder of the eternal punishment it bestowed upon Spira.

The frigid temperatures affecting her more than she cared to admit, Rikku could no longer feel her limbs - they were merely an unnecessary weight to her body. The travel agency at Macalania was still a fair distance away - and at this moment, even the hellish sanctuary of the Thunder Plains seemed tempting.

Auron had soon changed all that, however...

A small smile traced her lips as she thought back to the magical night of passion that she and Auron had shared in the travel agency. A warm blush stole over her cheeks as she recalled the warrior's hungry mouth trailing slow, torturous kisses along the delicate column of her throat, his calloused, yet surprisingly soft hands feeling like heaven as they caressed her breasts.

Rikku jumped slightly, as if in response to her thoughts, she felt warm material being draped luxuriously over her shaking shoulders. Reaching a hand out to stroke the crimson cloth, the Al Bhed was determined to prove to herself that this was not some wonderful dream. Frowning slightly, in case the magic would slip through her fingers like fading memories, Rikku glanced tentatively upwards, to see that Auron was walking at her side, having surrendered his infamous coat.

"Thank you," she whispered, clutching at the edges of the material and pulling it more firmly around her lithe body. She snuggled into the warmth being provided, feeling content as if she were huddled in front of a blazing fire, sipping serenely at a cup of steaming hot cocoa - or, as if she were wrapped in Auron's arms.

The warrior held out a hand, motioning for Rikku to stop as he scanned their environment for any onlookers, thankful that the remnants of the party were already quite some distance ahead. Rikku's emerald eyes grew wide with realisation as she was pulled firmly against Auron's chest, her breathing erratic and coming in short gasps as the warrior's hands trailed tantalisingly over her face, his thumb innocently brushing over her trembling lips.

Her eyes drifting dreamily closed at his ministrations, Rikku leaned further into his touch, slipping her frozen arms around Auron's neck as his digits were replaced by his warm, eager mouth.

Rikku sighed as the older guardian's arms wrapped around her waist, pulling the Al Bhed closer to him as his supple lips continued to move torturously against hers, their tongues dancing together. Lost in his kiss, Rikku failed to notice that the slow, loving caresses of Auron's mouth were becoming steadily dominant, pouring all of his passion into this sweet kiss that had been denied for so long.

Rikku groaned as she felt her lover's arousal pressing into the base of her stomach, Auron's skilled hands reaching around to squeeze her firm backside, hoisting her small weight up into his arms. In response to his actions, Rikku wrapped her long legs about his waist, grinding her hips against the warrior's and enticing a loud groan from his mouth. Although it had been at least a fortnight since she and Auron had last made love, Rikku knew in her heart that if she let things continue, there would be no stopping their actions.

As she pulled her unwilling body slowly from Auron's embrace, her conscience continued to scream at her nevertheless to refrain from the temptation of strengthening the warrior's desire. Reluctantly, the older guardian released Rikku, allowing her feet to sink into the snow once more.

Auron ran a distracted hand through his prematurely greying hair, his remaining hazel eye focussed intently upon anything that was not Rikku's gasping frame. "I apologise, I should not have -"

The Al Bhed hushed him, stepping forward to clasp the warrior's stubbled cheek in her hand, forcing him to meet her gaze. Rikku smiled softly, her eyes tender as they rested upon the countenance of the man that she loved. Moving her hand round to the back of his neck, she lowered his face to place a quick kiss upon his lips.

"We will reach the inn soon," she murmured, their eyes locked as Rikku's hands travelled downwards to catch hold of his larger one, intertwining her fingers with his. A blush stained her cheeks as a thought entered her mind and she cast her eyes demurely downward. "If you wanted to, we could, um, find a quiet spot somewhere and uh, finish this."

Auron smirked behind his collar, his eyes filled with lust as they were similarly hidden behind his glasses. "No time to waste, let's go."

Rikku giggled at the ambiguity of his words and still holding his hand, quickened her pace to match his long strides, retreating back to the sanctuary of her thoughts. She recalled how many weeks ago now, her father had sent her upon a mission to capture Yuna and prevent her from certain suicide at the hands of Yevon. If a truly benevolent deity existed, surely they would not be so bloodthirsty as to require such an unholy sacrifice? There had to be another way to defeat Sin once and for all. Regardless of the selfless sacrifice offered, Sin would always return, and continue to ravish its destruction upon Spira.

Yet Summoners gave its citizens hope: for a few years, they could sleep soundly in their beds, knowing that they would still be alive to see another sunset, permitted to spend at least one more day in the company of their loved ones. Rikku knew that such a happiness was bound to exist somewhere in this cruel world: but she knew that Summoners were not the answer.

"You seem troubled."

Rikku was pulled once again from her reveries by Auron, and she smiled sadly up at the man, forcing a grin to hide her inner turmoil. Her heart leapt in her throat at the irony that she found within the gesture. Much like Yuna always did.

Although Auron's eyes were no longer resting on the Al Bhed, instead focussed on the path, Rikku drew comfort from the quick movement of his thumb caressing the back of her hand, pondering her next words carefully before she spoke them.

"I was... thinking."

Auron gave his lover's hand a gentle squeeze, yet this comforting gesture was unable to soothe the raging battle that was occurring in the girl's heart. Rikku had lost too many people in her past to let Yuna die so needlessly, in a cause that she herself did not believe in - but deep in her heart, she knew that her cousin could not be dissuaded from completing her Pilgrimage - even if it meant sacrificing her own life in the process.

Her scattered thoughts turned upon the young man that she had encountered in the ruins of Baaj Temple. Tidus - the Blitzballer who had been adamant that his home lay in Zanarkand - an infamous machina city that had been destroyed a thousand years prior. She could already detect the faint stirrings of love that had begun to appear in their hearts - and Rikku knew that if nurtured, that love could blossom. But Tidus still did not know what would befall Yuna as she summoned the final Aeon. He did not understand the ruthless twist of fate that would lead her to eternal sleep.

She remembered, in Guadosalam, her words to Yuna as the Summoner informed her guardians of her decision to marry Seymour. "You could always quit your Pilgrimage and get married." The cousins had traded an understanding look, in the aftermath of that simple sentence: Seymour was not the one that Yuna had ever intended to marry. He was not the man who occupied the deepest chamber of her heart.

Rikku gave a relieved sigh as the small, welcoming hut finally entered her line of vision. After being out in this frozen hell hole for so long, the youngest guardian could almost feel the heat radiating from the travel agency; could almost picture in her mind's eye, herself and Auron lying contented in bed together, as they basked in the drowsy aftermath of their passionate lovemaking.

Beside her, a small chuckle escaped from Auron's lips and he released Rikku's hand, giving her a gentle push towards the entrance of the travel agency, giving her backside a healthy squeeze in the process. "Enquire as to whether there is a double room available. I guarantee that you will not be sharing with Yuna and Lulu tonight."

Excitement and anticipation coursed through Rikku's veins as the key to the room that she would be sharing with Auron was placed into her outstretched, trembling hand, the metal cool against her palm as her fingers closed securely over the precious instrument.

Nodding politely to the smiling woman behind the counter, Rikku thanked her before turning to face Auron who had been watching his lover intently, his warm, chocolate-brown eyes twinkling behind his concealing spectacles.

A slow, loving smile spread dreamily across Rikku's lips as their gazes locked, both eager to reach the sanctuary of their room.

With a small clearing of his throat, breaking the magical moment altogether, Auron turned away, his eyes fixed upon the staircase which led to the sleeping quarters of the inn, pausing momentarily to motion for Rikku to follow behind in his wake.

Coming to a halt on the landing which separated one stairwell from another, Rikku used her free hand to wipe the sweat from her brow that had accumulated there. Raising her emerald eyes to the ceiling, peering intently up towards the many steps that still lay before them, Rikku emitted an agitated sigh, proceeding to lean against the solid wall momentarily.

Auron rubbed the bridge of his nose in exasperation, his steadily waning patience almost completely non existent, alongside the prospect of ever reaching their designated room. A sharp tugging on his hand distracting his thoughts, the warrior glanced down, realising that Rikku was still by his side and he gave a small, rare smile, causing a blush to spread over the younger guardian's cheeks.

"Can we rest for a bit, Auron?" Rikku asked, the tiredness evident in her voice and normally bright eyes. Although the warrior was anticipating their arrival to the room in which they were to stay in earnest, he knew that he could not deny his little nymph anything. Her sweet, nonchalant words could dissolve his stalwart barriers with ease, penetrating into the stoic chambers of his heart. Auron still remained amazed at how much power the younger guardian seemed to hold over him. Never before had he let another living soul into his life, appearing cold and uncaring to society. Rikku was an exception.

Leading the girl over to the window seat which provided onlookers with an otherworldly glimpse of Macalania Lake, Auron emitted a satisfied grunt as he rested his weight upon the cushioned seat, allowing Rikku to settle herself comfortably on his lap, his large, calloused hand coming to rest protectively on her waist.

Rikku sighed happily as she was pulled against the warrior's firm chest, her head coming to rest against Auron's shoulder, nuzzling her face into the crook of her lover's neck. Secure in Auron's embrace, the memories of her cousin's Pilgrimage began to slowly evaporate from her mind like fading dreams. Safe in his arms, Rikku felt as if nothing could ever harm her and with this thought, her tired eyes began to drift lazily closed.

Startled at the sudden increase of pressure against his collarbone, Auron glanced down just in time to see that his nymph was rapidly falling asleep. Shifting the girl in his arms, he chuckled as Rikku stirred at the small movements. She smiled sleepily up at the warrior, her sparkling, emerald eyes stained darker as she struggled to remain conscious.

"It's been a long journey," she offered in explanation of her behaviour.

Auron smiled at Rikku's antics, lowering his face to place a small kiss against her hair. Leaning his head back to rest against the cool glass of the window pane, he sighed as his thoughts wandered back to the events that had led them here to Macalania.

The journey had been long and tiring from the heart of the Thunder Plains. Even though Rikku's no longer profound fear of thunder and lightning was a blessing in many ways, from then on, there was no Travel Agency in which the lovers could seek shelter in, desperate for a few moments of privacy in which they could cast away their guise, allowing their bodies the physical and intimate contact which they both craved.

Following the entrancing, surreal crystals in the labyrinth of Macalania Woods had been dangerous enough. With the constant threat of being ambushed by fiends ever present on the guardians' minds, whenever the Summoner party wouldencounter a particularly difficult fiend, Auron would always find his gaze wandering, his eyes searching for those of his lover's before he even contemplated the welfare of his Summoner.

The warrior cherished the moments when Rikku would smile cheekily up at him as she picked herself up from the ground in the very heart of the battle, her chest heaving as she wiped the remnants of the defunct fiend from her clothing. With the guardians' eyes diverted, preoccupied with tending to the injured, Auron would seize his opportunity to hold Rikku close, his mouth pressing briefly against hers as he contented himself with the knowledge that she was safe.

The smallest brushing of lips was not enough to pacify the warrior's insatiable desire, however, and as the cold, lonely nights passed achingly slowly without fulfilment, Auron found himself longing for the sweet caress of Rikku's soothing fingers as they ran through his dark locks, her soft, supple lips moving torturously against his, teasing, as the warrior's larger, calloused hands roamed freely over her body, memorising every curve and freckle as he itched to touch every inch of her porcelain skin that he could.

The secret smiles and stolen kisses that had passed between the pair could not begin to quell the hunger that would arise deep in the recesses of Auron's heart as his mind dwelt on the night of passion shared in the Thunder Plains. He could almost taste the sweet flesh of her throat, hear the pleasurable moans issuing from Rikku's mouth as he made passionate love to her.

Rikku made his life complete. In all of his years, Auron had never known that such a love could exist like the one he was experiencing for the younger guardian. His hollow heart, devoid of emotion for so long, was slowly beginning to mend again. Rikku's love penetrated his soul with poignant dexterity, flooding his stalwart barriers with the overwhelming clarity. How he could have lived so long without her continuous presence in his life was beyond Auron.

Sometime during this chain of thoughts, Rikku had shifted her position slightly to make herself more comfortable. Leaning against the warrior, her legs slung hazardously to one side, her shoes kicked off to rest her aching feet against the soft padding of the window seat. She smiled as Auron's hands began to rub soothingly over her legs, slowly kneading the pain away from her limbs.

Rikku sighed contentedly as the older guardian continued his work, his lips placing a soft, lingering kiss at the base of her neck, his hands drifting downwards to massage her petite feet. As he moved to her heel, the padding of his thumb caressing the sensitive skin he found there, Rikku leaned back in Auron's embrace one more, her hand drifting lazily upwards to tangle in the soft locks of the warrior's hair.

It was not only Rikku's hands, however, that had decided to do some journeying of their own...

She squirmed as Auron's capable hands left her feet, tracing tantalisingly up her leg and raising the hem of her shorts slightly, he continued to caress the revealed skin, his deft fingers moving achingly closer to the apex of her thighs with each movement.

The tiredness draining from her body, Rikku smiled up at Auron, a look of understanding passing between the lovers as their eyes met. They could not deny their hearts the passion that they so eagerly longed for.

Wordlessly, Auron gathered Rikku into his arms and moved away from the window seat, deeming it too cramped and awkward for their lovemaking. Their room, by mutual consensus, too far away for their liking - was out of the question. His thoughtful eyes came to rest upon a table nearby, hidden in the shadows. Holding Rikku in one arm, he awkwardly removed his heavy coat with the other, spreading it over the cold surface and laying his lover down upon the warmth provided.

A breath caught in Rikku's throat as Auron's face entered her line of vision, his chocolate-brown eyes sparkling with his love for her, a hint of playfulness hidden amongst the solemnity. Slowly, the warrior lowered himself onto her, propping his weight onto his elbows to avoid crushing his nymph that lay beneath him.

Rikku smiled lovingly up at the warrior, reaching her hands up to tangle in his hair and tugging his face sharply down until their mouths met. She sighed into his kiss, parting her lips slightly to allow his probing tongue access to the sweet interior.

Auron's eyes widened in surprise as he found his back pressed against solid wood and he chuckled in amusement as Rikku straddled his hips, her small breasts pushed eagerly against his chest. The warrior's larger hands moved immediately to the orange shirt she was wearing, and Rikku was forced to tear her lips away as the restricting garment was removed.

Auron's wandering hands grasped her buttocks through the material of her shorts and panties, causing a pleasurable groan to escape from Rikku's mouth as her intimate area was pressed momentarily against his aching arousal, before proceeding to pull his lover further up his body, stopping only when her exposed breasts became level with his waiting mouth.

Her trembling hands clutched desperately at the folds of his vest at his actions, her head thrown back in pure ecstasy as he began to suckle greedily at the unveiled flesh, his soothing tongue trailing lovingly, attentively over her erect nipples.

As Auron's mouth moved to her throat, Rikku took the opportunity to encourage him to sit up, allowing her nimble hands to discard his vest. Rikku moaned loudly at the pleasure that this position created and she rolled her hips experimentally, an evil grin tugging at her lips as a drawn out groan issued from Auron's mouth at the intimacy of the contact made.

She could feel his erection straining against the material of his boxers and decided that it was about time that he was freed from his restraints. A look of confusion crossed his features as Auron was forced back against the surface of the table once more.

"Rikku..."

She hushed the warrior's unfinished sentence by pressing her lips soundly against his, muffling any protests against what she was about to do.

She had a feeling that Auron would be too preoccupied to protest anyway.

Her deft fingers making short work of his belt buckle, Rikku's hands wandered to the waistband of his trousers, but were stopped from progressing further as Auron sat up again, his larger, calloused hands grasped hers, the visible tenderness in his eyes almost painful as they searched hers.

"Oui tuh'd ryja du tu drec," he murmured soothingly in her native language, one of his hands coming to cup her cheek, his thumb caressing the soft flesh.

A small smile gracing her lips, Rikku placed a sweet, reassuring kiss upon his lips before placing her hand over his, leaning further into his touch.

"E fyhd du cruf oui dra bmaycina dryd oui ryja kejah sa."

Auron hesitated, the uncertainty still present in his lingering gaze. Rikku twisted her head and kissed the tips of his fingers, her entrancing, emerald eyes filled with her love for the warrior.

"Bmayca, Auron."

He nodded once. Rikku smiled at her lover, shoving gently at his chest as her lips sought his once more, their tongues twining eagerly together.

Rikku drew away from his mouth, her eyes concentrated on her task, her hands resuming their work of removing Auron's trousers. Her eyes grew wide as she finally manoeuvred his boxers down his legs, the evidence of his desire revealed solely for her judgement.

Rikku swallowed apprehensively, her throat dry as her eyes were unable to revert from the magnificence that was Auron. Tentatively, she lowered her head, placing a small kiss upon the tip of his aching member.

Auron ground out her name, approving of her actions as his hips bucked upwards, craving more of her touch.

Her courage strengthened, Rikku lowered her face once more, her mouth open slightly as she prepared to administer the love and devotion that Auron had so diligently shown her.

Her lips inches away from his straining arousal, her mouth poised and more than willing to accept his gift, she was distracted as heavy footsteps were heard on the staircase, frantic voices resounding in the mystical silence that ensued.

Someone was calling their names.

Hahaha. I am so evil! I have a feeling that I am going to be killed for ending this chapter at such a tense cliffhanger. I had to leave it there, unfortunately, in order for this sequence to integratewith the plot. Please don't maim me too badly or I won't be able to write the next chapter. I'll try and update soon, hopefully! -Ducks flying objects-

Al Bhed Translations:

Oui tuh'd ryja du tu drec - You don't have to do this

E fyhd du cruf oui dra bmaycina dryd oui ryja kejah sa. - I want to show you the pleasure that you have given me.

Bmayca - Please