(*sneaks in a posts before running away* Hello, wanted to post the other chapters. I was lloking through my writing folder when I found this, I have a couple more so look forward to those sometime soon.)

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Forgotten Light

Chapter 3 ~Wake up and see~

By EoSekhmet

"Come on wake up! Everyone's so worried about you."

The voice he heard as he awoke was the same one he had heard right before he had passed out. So Zidane must have been watching over him. He was lying on his back and he could hear muffer voices in the distance, which meant he was probably inside a tent.

Slowly prying his eyes open he blinked them rapidly as he adjusted to the light of the lanturn in the corner of the otherwise dark tent. Zidane was sitting cross-legged beside him, his eyes shut and muttering softly. Feeling something brush against his cheek, he turned his head in time for Zidane's tail to brush his lips gently. Judging by his tail's movements, it was probably an unconcious soothing motion.

None the less the next swipe brought a smile to the warriors lips and he brought up a hand to touch the appendage.

Surprisingly Zidane didn't notice, and Cosmos's loyal knight wished someone had removed his gloves so he could feel it's texture. Instead he carefully stroked it with his fingers, and only a moment later it was pressing against his hand for more contact. He continued and Zidane shivered and let out a small pleasured sound.

Fasinating... Was Zidane's tail really that sensitive? And why didn't Zidane notice?

After a few more strokes his tail shifted around his wrist and stilled his movements, a faint blush crossing the smaller man's face.

There was a long pause of silence between the two before the prone warrior tugged a little on his arm. Zidane's tail immediately unwraveled it'self.

"It's fairly sensitive." He stated starting to sit up.

"'Fairly' is an understatement." Zidane replied, opening his eyes but avoiding his comrades gaze.

"Why does that embarass you? You seemed to enjoy it when I stroked it."

Zidane's faint blush grew a bit redder and he blinked wide eyed for a moment, as if he couldn't believe the words that had just come out of his friends mouth. He opened his mouth to speak but all that came out was a squeak.

"Wow... Just, wow... I'm going to pretend I didn't just hear that, because I do not want to know." Came Squall's voice from right outside the tent.

Zidane let out another squeak and dove for the entrance.

"We were totally talking about something totally different! Squall I'm serious there's nothing going on in here!" Zidane yelled as he dissappeared from sight after Squall who had undoubtably heard their conversation and misunderstood.

The warrior snorted then let out a loud laugh, something he hadn't done since he could remember.

It felt good... And some what freeing...

When he recomposed himself he smiled and sighed.

"Hey, uh buddy, you okay in there?" Tidus asked, poking his head in through the flaps.

He nodded, standing up and walking over.

"I'm fine, I think I may need to apologize to Zidane though." He added.

Tidus smiled.

"Nah, whatever happened, he can deal with it. It's good to have you back with us." The blitzball player said, slapping him on the shoulder.

"What happened?" Firion asked, having noticed Zidane chasing Squall (who was walking away calmly and ignoring him) around.

"I was just remembering something that happened." He said staring at Firion.

Firion's eyes widened in understanding and Tidus nodded.

"A flashback?" Firion asked.

"Yes, a powerful one and it might happen again."

"Well don't worry, stick with us and we'll take good care of you!" Tidus said before turning and rushing off to go find some of the others.

Firion touched his arm.

"What did you remember?" He asked quietly.

"My name is Light."

Firion looked surprised, but then smiled warmly.

"It suits you."

For the next few days, Zidane tried his absolute hardest to avoid Light like a plague.

Of course since there where only ten warriors, and for safety they all had to stick together, Zidane couldn't avoid him forever.

Whenever they were together, Zidane would try his hardest to avoid eye contact, and his tail was kept as far away from Light as possible.

Light thought it was a bit ridiculious. After all, all he had done was touched Zidane's tail in an innocent fashion and ask him why having it stroked embarrassed him.

"Come on Zidane, you can't avoid him forever! You must be hurting his feelings by acting this way." He heard Bartz whisper to Zidane one day.

Zidane growled at him, red-faced.

"Knock it off Bartz! That is not what's going on." He hissed quietly.

"Sure looks that way to me." Squall commented, a sly smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Bartz chuckled.

"He's not that bad looking Zidane." He whispered, waggling his eyebrows as he teased his friend.

Zidane let out a squeak.

"Bartz! I like girls, knock it off!" He hissed back, beyond embarrassed.

Bartz snickered and Squall let out an amused 'Hn' sound. Nearby Firion was shooting Light a curious look.

Light shrugged and turned to walk over to were Cloud, Terra and Onion Knight were camped. Before he was out of hearing distance he heard the sound of someone being hit.

"Damnit he probably heard you!"

Later that night, when it was almost time for his shift, he felt a gaze on his back.

Turning he met Zidane's eyes and held their gaze.

He seemed unsure about something, but the longer their gazes where locked, the less hesitant he seemed. Finally seemingly coming to a decision he offered Light a sly grin and winked before turning back towards whatever he was doing. Light blinked curiously at his back for a moment before turning back to the campfire.

Terra giggled beside him.

"You like him, don't you?" She asked.

Light thought a moment.

Did he like Zidane?

"In what context do you mean?" Light asked softly, trying to stay quiet so the child sleeping against her arm wouldn't wake up. Luneth was curled against Terra, having worn himself out fighting manikins and monsters earlier. Cloud sat on his other side, quietly poking at the campfire with a long stick. He was probably waiting for Terra to ask him to put Luneth to bed.

Terra smiled and turned to glance at Cloud.

Cloud paused and glanced up at her.

"Hm?"

"Would you-?" Terra began but didn't finish as Cloud dropped the stick and turned to scoop the young warrior up.

"I'll be right back." He said.

Terra giggled.

"I'm not going any where." She said playfully, pulling a small smile from the blonde. He nodded and began walking towards were the group had set up the tents.

Terra turned back towards Light as Cloud dissappeared into one.

"You like Zidane in sort of the same way I like Cloud, right?" Terra murmured, almost to quiet to be heard.

Light frowned.

"In what way do you care for Cloud that is different from your other comrades?" Light asked.

Terra 'hmmed' and closed her eyes with a thoughtful expression.

"It's probably the beginnings of love, I think. I feel like I want to stand beside him always and even though we both have doubts, we can find the answers to our questions in each other... I'm sorry I don't know if that answers your question..." She bit her lip, and Light was reminded breifly of Queen Sarah before Terra opened her eyes.

"Although all my comrades are precious to me, he is the one I want to protect the most, even though I know he is strong enough to not need my protection... Do you understand?" Terra explained.

Light nodded.

"I understand..." Light muttered softly and took a long minute to think.

Meanwhile Cloud wandered back over and took Luneth's vacated spot next to Terra. Terra leaned against him when she did so and Cloud acted like he was pretending he didn't notice.

Out of all of his comrades, who did Light want to protect the most?

It was a hard question, each of his comrades had something particularly precious that meant something to Light. They were the only family he had ever known and without the majority of his memories he could not imagine living without them.

But if he thought about it... Something in him hurt more, for some reason, when he thought about living without Zidane.

"I think so. I am not completely certain, but I believe that is the case." He replied finally.

Terra gave him a reassuring smile and leaned her head on Cloud's shoulder.

"I'm very happy for you." She said softly.

Cloud moved an arm around her waist and pulled her against him, which startled her a bit.

"You cold?" He asked, not meeting her curious gaze.

She smiled again.

"Thank you Cloud."

Feeling that it was time for him to take his shift he stood and bid the pair goodnight before walking off towards the pile of boulders that was serving as tonights look out perch.

Cecil was seated in his paladin gear at the top and as Light approached he could pick up quiet words.

"I hope you are having a peaceful slumber Rosa. I hope you and Ceodore are in fine health and paitently awaiting my return. Please do not be worried for me, sleep peacefully my love, and you too my son, and know that I am with you in heart, if not in body-"

"Cecil, you should get some rest." Light called out, interrupting Cecil.

The king didn't seem startled by the interruption, only let out a deep sigh and nodded before relinquishing his post.

"Good night Light, I will see you in the morn." Cecil said softly as he walked past.

Light nodded in return and watched him leave, his chest suddenly feeling tight.

But why?