Chapter Four :: Let Go

She felt embarrassed.

Her cheeks growing hot as she walked down the ramp way, noticing the people in a mere silence. She didn't want to mess up by blushing - or protesting that she didn't want to be here. She saw Seymour giving her a smile that sent a chill down her spine, something about his smile reminds her that he's hiding something that she didn't need to know. She kept walking slowly down to the grounds of Luca, her mother at her left while Lulu on her right walked with her. The boots that had fit comfortably on her feet made clacking noises when she kept walking...the clock was ticking faster now, and during this trip to Luca - it was the beginning, it was her time to fight.

While she walked slowly, she turned to her mother, noticing her fierce green eyes that were telling to 'look out to the crowd'. But Yuna refused, she didn't want to look at them - they were already talking about her now and she didn't want to see how their opinions come from their looks on their faces. She didn't want the feeling of hate towards her just because of her outfit. Yuna had also wished she could cover her ears, so she could take out the blood curling whispers making their way right against her, she didn't want to hear anymore of it.

By the time she had placed her foot on Luca soil, she had heard nothing at that moment. She only felt the pairs of eyes staring directly at her, she tried not to shutter at the feeling so instead she put her head down, not putting any contact with anyone. Especially Seymour.

'I hate this,' she thought to herself. 'I don't want to even imagine what's going to happen next.'

She didn't expect anything but insults later on...but nothing had happen. Nothing but the sounds of people smiling and showing their appreciation for the young daughter. Although she was glad that they weren't laughing or throwing various insults - she didn't feel relieved. This had been the only the beginning of the dreadful debut, there was many more to come this evening...

As she looked up she did notice someone watching her, as she lifted her head up completely, she took notice of the tall, blonde, handsome man about her age staring back at her. Unlike the bore some stares directed towards her from others, the man she had been staring at had serious eyes - it was as if he understood what she was going through, she kept looking deeply into his deep blue eyes and it was something she had never felt before but she couldn't quite figure out what it was.

"Yuna,"

She had to discontinue staring back at the young man's handsome features to turn around only to find Seymour bowing down at her feet then taking her hands, staring at her green and blue eyes - a feeling that left her shaking with doubt about him.

"I see that you've worn the garment that I've given to you. You look marvelous as always." he smiled, kissing the back of her hand.

"Well...thanks." she softly spoke, bowing her head down at him.

"No need to bow, you're my fiancé. No need for the formalities."

She nodded, "Yes, of course." She blushed, what was wrong with her? She then turned around to see the young man she was staring at before looking at what he had just witness - his face expressionless. She looked back at him, only to see him avoid the eye contact. She was disappointed at first but then known why he had done what he did. She only nodded at the thought of it.

"Come along Yuna, we shall meet Maestor Mika and the others." Seymour exchanged his arm for her to wrap her arm around his. She would have refused to do so, but since people were watching as well as Yunalesca. She sighed then nodded once more before going off with Seymour, failing to notice once more of the young man watching her intently.

***

Tidus kept watching as Yuna and Seymour walked the other direction, arm in arm. She had taken notice of him, staring at her. It was as if she didn't want to break away, but instead something had made her go off with Maestor Seymour Guado. And when he saw the exchange between the two, he knew something about Yuna filled with doubt. She seemed like she wasn't ready, it wasn't her time to get married.

'Nah. That's ridiculous. Of course she loves him. If she didn't she wouldn't want to marry him.'  he thought, nodding in approval 'Yeah. That's it. If she didn't then she wouldn't. But if she does...why did she look like she didn't want to accept it?'

"Tidus! Did you see her? She looked so pretty!" Rikku said excitedly clapping her hands.

Tidus snapped back to what was happening now, "What?"

"Yunie! Doesn't she look pretty?" Rikku smiled, "I do feel happy for her and Seymour."

"Yeah, I suppose." Tidus didn't want to say it; something weird was going on with Yuna that he wanted to know about. But what were the chances of finding out anyways? He was a blitzball player while she was in the upper class along with the Maestors, they despised others unless it had something to do with either one of the maestors or her. But he had felt something very strange when he looked deeply into Yuna's eyes. Yuna was hiding something and it had to do with her marriage with Seymour.

"She didn't look too happy though," Tidus said and Rikku arched a brow.

"What do you mean? She's getting married. She should be happy." Rikku replied, and Tidus shrugged. Maybe she was, but her facial expression was not very cheery as it would have been.

"Well I don't know. Her face just seemed so solemn and sad."

"Hmmmm...." Rikku began to think, placing her hand on her chin, thinking up a probable reason why.

"Hey Guys!" Wakka came by as he waved his hand, "You guys hungry? Because I sure know I am!"

"Yep! I sure am!" Rikku exclaimed, forgetting all that Tidus had said about Yuna earlier.

Tidus scratched the back of his head; he really wasn't all that hungry. Then forcing a smile he patted his stomach, "Let's go eat then!" he said happily.

***

It was unlike anything Tidus ever saw before.

The restaurant which Wakka chose must have been expensive - or at least looked expensive. The room was filled with radiance from the large windows that were embroidered with fine white velvet curtains curving in every single corner of the window. The floor which was a color of a silver gray and white - it was like sitting a top of the clouds high in the sky. The large dining area which could possibly fit the entire population of Luca to dine in. The cheerful clinging sound of silverware and happy conversations filled Tidus' ears with peace and happiness.

"Wow...look at all this..." he said softly, glancing in every direction in his view. Wakka then tapped him on the shoulder, smiling.

"I heard this is one of the finest restaurants in Luca, good food too." He said, patting his stomach informing Rikku and Tidus of Wakka's hunger.

"Alright calm down there, tubby!" Rikku teased, giggling.

"Hey I'm not fat...Am I?" the Besaid Coach scratched his head in curiosity, only to receive a bright laugh from Tidus.

"Are we here to eat, or insult each other?" he asked. Only to receive a smirk from Rikku.

"To have a practice of indigestion, with Tubby over here? Then I'd say yes!" she exclaimed.

Wakka only rolled his eyes.

***

Yuna was used to luxury, but when she appeared in the dining area her breath was taken aback at how beautiful the scenery inside looked like. It felt like a room in heaven.

She tried hard not to look impressed as Seymour walked her over to a beautifully decorated dinner table which was covered with a fine white tablecloth. The flower was still new, with fresh water in its vase. The napkins neatly folded the silverware carefully in order. The goblets rimmed with gold, which was later filled with red wine that sparkled like a deep ruby jewel.

Seymour pulled out a chair for Yuna to sit on, nodding with a simple 'thank you' she sat down as she spread the folded napkin upon her lap, pulling up her seat closer to the table, the frill of the tablecloth tickling her bare legs. Her mother appeared a little later, surprisingly without Lulu by her side. She must have gone out to look around. Yuna frowned, 'Great, I'm stuck with mother and Seymour by myself.'

Steadily, Yuna then reached out to the menu that sat in flat in front of her. Opening it, she noticed a few side dishes that sounded delicious - but she had somehow lost her appetite noticing that many people were staring at her. She picked up the menu, and decided to cover the front of her face with it - hiding away all the embarrassment from earlier today. She closed her eyes a minute, not listening to cheerful sounds of the restaurant, instead listening to the sound of the clock ticking once more.

Tick....tick.....tick....

She just had to do something, time was running, and she hadn't had much of it left.

"Yuna," her mother said, shaking her head as she lowered the menu from the front of Yuna's face, "You mustn't hide away from all the attention." she smiled, then grabbing the golden rimmed goblet and taking a sip of the red wine liquid. 'What do you know about attention?' she thought angrily 'This is so ridiculous!' Much to her relief of waiting so much to decide what to order, she decided the filet mignon would suit her well as the waiter wrote down her request. She sighed unhappily, placing her elbow on the table as she rested her chin on her hand. She noticed Seymour who already seemed to be in a deep conversation with the waiter who seemed tense and nervous around him. She saw mother glancing elsewhere, stereotyping others who were constantly busy being cheerful -which made Yuna sink in envy. Why couldn't she be the one cheerful and happy? Instead her life was miserable and boring, no decisions made whatsoever by her. As she looked at everyone else who had bright smiles on their faces, it had only made Yuna frown with disappointment.

As she rolled her eyes to the top of the embossed ceiling, she had noticed the same pair of deep ocean blue eyes staring back at her across the dining area. She looked over to him this time, and then out of nowhere, forced a small smile which he seemed to return, only to be interrupted by the voice of Seymour.

"Well then Yuna, your opinions on this fine day?" he asked, paying noble attention.

She then sat up straight, taking a sip of her wine from her glass. "In my opinion," she said "this day was fondly terrible." she told him honestly, only to see her mother wide eyed.

"Yuna!" she whispered loudly, Seymour only laughed not seeming to notice that it was the actual truth.

"And may I ask why is it terrible?"

She wanted to say 'Because my life is being controlled by someone who just won't let go, and someone is being very distasteful on his sense of fashion.' glancing at her outfit that she was currently wearing.

Before Yuna could say anything, they were interrupted by one of Seymour's servants. The man breathed heavily, noting that he was in a hurry to give the news to the maestor as soon as possible. He whispered into Seymour's ear about something that she could not distinguish, even though it was none of her business. To her relief however, he excused himself and told them that he had duties to attend to, which Yuna didn't believe the excuse of leaving an afternoon lunch after such a long trip to Luca. But since that only left her mother alone with her at the dining table, there was now a chance of convincing her to let go of the tight grip around her life.

Yuna then began to stir up a quick talk.

***

"Hey brudda, whatcha smilin' about?" Wakka nudged Tidus as he took the carefully folded napkin and placed it on his lap; Tidus shook his head as he realized that she had just given her a smile right towards him. It was a cute smile to say the least - okay, actually it was a beautiful small smile. All of a sudden he had been so calm before he even came to Luca; he had been calm and ready for the tournament tomorrow. He was prepared. But he wasn't actually prepared to face the fact that Yuna - a girl mostly near his age, a very beautiful girl to say the least was going to watch...and that made him tremble with a sense that he was nearly to the brink of being extremely nervous tomorrow.

'Ok, basically I'm freaking out right now. I just need to calm down. It was only just a small smile, she noticed me staring at her, and she must've thought that I'm a complete idiot. I wonder if Rikku and Wakka know--"

"Hey look who's here." Rikku whispered, her eyes casting to the direction of where the 'she' that Tidus was thinking about. As Wakka began to turn around in his chair, Tidus hid his face in his hands - Dear Yevon, if Wakka ever found out about Tidus acting like this about and around Braska's daughter, he would totally begin to suspect him to have even the tiniest crush on the girl who was set to be married to a Guado. And if Wakka did find out, he would surely freak about it.

'No way,' Tidus said wiping his face in shyness with his gloved hands. There's no possible way is there? He had only seen her today, and she already gave him a cute smile, her eyes catching his and....

"Um, Tidus?" Rikku arched a brow as she reached out and tapped him on the forehead.

"Well, well, well! Miss Lady Yuna makes her presence here." Wakka replied with a chuckle as he turned around back into the correct position, scooting in closer to the dinner table.

Tidus raised a brow, "Then where's Maestor Seymour?" he asked. And Wakka only shrugged.

"Beat's me. C'mon lighten up! You sound all gloomy; we'll be eating in no time." Wakka said as he slapped playfully on Tidus' shoulder.

Wakka was right, he needed to lighten up. Why be so miserable anyways? There really wasn't anything to be miserable about. When he really thought about it, he began to think of Yuna. Yuna had everything she ever wanted, she had the higher class, she got whatever she desired. She just had to be happy. Well, except of course for today, but there was a possibility that she was too shy. But then, what about Seymour?

'What about Seymour?' he thought 'Yuna IS happy. She found true love at least.'

While Tidus began to think this, Rikku decided best to keep her amusement to play with the salad forks, knives, and spoons making clanking noises as she played with them like little toys. During the musical sounds of Rikku's forks panging onto the spoons, he glanced back at Yuna who was in deep frustration - too angry to even notice the presence of eyes staring upon her storming out the restaurant.

Even though Yuna was practically hiding her face in her hands, he had noticed the sudden sadness in her eyes as she walked rapidly out of the dining room.

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A/N: lol, I really want to apologize for making this story so slow, but I just want to capture how much Yuna is going through - she's a pretty sensitive girl :). But I promise this story will progress more soon! ^_~  Thanks for all the reviews everyone, it really keeps me motivated to make more chapters! Expect Chapter 5 to come soon! ^_^