Chapter 3: Looks like we're not in Opassa anymore...

Before I knew it, I found myself lying on a beach, face up to the sky.

The sky was a light cerulean, the color of Kid's eyes. It was beautiful, just like Opassa beach.

My eyes opened up.

Maybe I am at Opassa!

Around me were brightly colored corals.

I couldn't see much because I was still lying on my back. The scenery as it was already, still beautiful. The rolling waters, the chirping sky, it was paradise.

I heard shuffling behind me, but I didn't mind, for it may have been a sand crab.

I was wrong…

A shadow cast over me, but I couldn't see a face. It's figure was all black.

"Who are you?" I called out in an instant. The figure jumped back.

"I thought you were dead! You okay, ya?"

I recognized the voice. I recognized the scenery. I wasn't at Opassa. I was Besaid beach. It was Wakka behind me. I was at the land of Spira, once again. We were separated. Kid may be Zeal, Orlha could be Tia and Glenn might be enlisted in the army again. All I knew was, I needed to find them, again.

"Hey Wakka. Long time no see," I blankly called to him as I rolled onto my knees.

"Who are you?" He shouted back to me.

I should have remembered. Rikku didn't recall who I was. So how would Wakka know it was me?

"I'm sorry," I looked down to the sand with tender eyes, "you don't know who I am…" I looked to Wakka, "My name's Serge."

"Nice to meet you, ya? But, how'd you know my name?" His eyes became suspicious. I looked to him with innocence, and with a lying mouth.

"Lucky guess? Heh…heh…" Wakka knew I wasn't telling the truth. He sat down next to me, staring out to sea.

"Tell me how you really know," I looked to him.

"All right, but you won't believe me,"

I told him the story, when we traveled to Zanarkand, and with who. I told him how I met him and the rest of the crew. I even told him of how it ended and how I got here.

"How's Vidina doing?" I asked. He seemed confused. My face looked uncomfortable.

"Somet'in' from your dream, ya?" I nodded.

I couldn't tell him who he was. What if this wasn't a dream? Maybe it is real life, but I went back in time.

"Wakka!" A womanly voice called out from behind us.

I could tell who it was from the eerie and mysterious tone of her voice. It was Lulu.

"That's Lulu, am I correct?" I asked Wakka, not looking to either of them.

"Yeah…" He ran over to Lulu, short handedly explaining my problems, "So I was hopin' he could-"

"Come with us, right?" Her piercing red eyes shot through the windows of mine, then back to Wakka's more indignant than before, "That's enough Wakka!" She turned around, "It's troublesome enough with a summoner around, but him-"

"He says he'd been a guardian befo-"

"Don't you dare interrupt me!" Her eyes were enflamed with anger. Lulu dragged Wakka off to the side.

I knew they were talking about me again . How they pointed , or glanced , it was all about me.

Frombehind the reefs, a figure came through.

The instant I saw her, I knew who it was.

She gracefully walked over to the angry Wakka and furious Lulu. The instant she spoke, the quarrel stopped.

"Guys, would you please stop bickerin' in front of this man?" She pointed to me.

When she locked her eyes on me, my heart melted. Her small figure, silky blonde hair, and cerulean eyes, it was Kid. Was she Kid, or was she Zeal? Does she know who I am? From the looks of it, no.

Wakka looked to me, then to the girl.

"His name is S-"

"Let him tell me," The girl walked up to me, "So what's your name?"

"Serge," I stated, quietly and quickly.

"Serge, eh?" She walked up closer, until her lips reached my ear, "Hehe, you've become bloody handsome while I was out of it," She began to laugh.

"Kid?!" She nodded.

So she did know who I was! But, where were the others? What was that handsome joke?! Haven't I heard that one before?

"He's commin' with us," She looked into both of their eyes. They slowly nodded, as if under a spell.

"Where are we going?" I called out to her back as I stood up.

"Somewhere, mate," Kid didn't bother to turn around.

"Really! Where are we going?!" I screamed to her.

"Hey man," Wakka stopped me from walking ahead, "don't be goin' all nuts and yellin' at our summoner, ya? She'll get stressed and we don't want that,"

I've seen Kid stressed before, and I got to admit, it's funny. Whenever she's angry, she starts screaming loudly with the Australian accent she has. Usually, she let's her anger out on me. It was nice, in an odd way. I guess I felt important, as if I were needed. Does that mean Kid hates me? Maybe, but I have a feeling she doesn't. We have a connection, I can feel it. Though a bit odd, this is her way of showing emotions. Thanks to the Radical Dreamers, Kid has been brought up to be tough and without emotion, without feelings. I think I may be breaking this barrier to her heart… What am I saying?! I should be more focused on other things right now! Such as, getting back home. I don't want to get shot again, so I better find another way.

Wewalked up to the familiar city of Besaid. It was… different. There were less houses, but there was a certain karma floating around. There was more life. Not as in people, but it seemed they were more… happy. Most things were damaged and water logged.

"Lavos attacked," Wakka called to me.

"Wha-Lavos?!"

Lavos. I remember hearing of Lavos from the Prophet in Viper Manor. It always destroyed whatever lay in its path. I remember him telling a tale of seven heroes setting out to slay the evil that was upon them. I knew not of their names, and if they had succeeded.

"Yeah, he punishes us for our wrong-doings, odd huh?" Wakka lead us to the temple steps.