Disclaimer: Last time I checked, I didn't own any ff9 characters, places,
or the game, and I still don't. I still own that creepy guy in Dali,
though. Don't you wonder who he is? lol Never mind.
Author's Note: Okay, the weird thing is that I got a few ideas from my patriotism paper. Hehe..oh well....okay I got this done one week before than last time. Still not fast enough huh? Oh well...so many charts, quizzes, due dates, and tests. I remember now. Virginia was founded in 1607 because of expand trade and agriculture. Okay enough of that. Hope you like this chapter, but I'm wondering should I just end this story soon, or make it longer. Hm....maybe...um....anyway here it is.......
"But uncle, that just can't be true."
"Look, some of the things you told us all point to him being the culprit."
"It just can't be true," I repeated. I sat down and covered my face with my hands.
"Please listen. He might be dangerous, so I want you to stay away from him, until we have a meeting the day after tomorrow about it. That is when we decide what we will do with him. I would suggest that you don't say anything to anyone."
Just when we started acting as friends again, my uncle had to tell me this. I couldn't stand it anymore. "I'm going to bed." I said firmly, and started for the door.
"Garnet. You will listen to me. I'm only looking for your safety."
"Very well then. Please stop bothering me with this foolish banter." This time, I quickly walked out and went to my room. I knew I shouldn't have spoken back at him like that, but how could he say something like that about Zidane.
I started to think about it more and more, as I got ready for bed. I just know my uncle will go through with this, and Zidane will be put into the dungeons. There is only one thing I can do.
The problem is, will he agree? I am not even sure if I am ready for it anymore. I'm sure my uncle would let him free, if we went through with it. As long as we stayed married, my uncle wouldn't bother me. But another dilemma was: could a loveless marriage stand?
Oh, I just have to go through with it. I have to save him. I have to ask him to marry me.
*The Next Day-5:50 P.M.*
It was almost time for dinner. I paced back and forth; I was waiting for my escort that my uncle told me he would send to pick me up. I told him, I wouldn't need one, but he insisted. I hadn't seen Zidane all day, and I was getting nervous about asking him tonight.
Finally the knight came, and I went into the added ballroom with a dining table in it. I think Aunt Hilda was responsible for the ballroom. She wanted to have it for special occasions, and I think she convinced Uncle Cid enough to have it added.
The ballroom was exceptionally exquisite. I walked in, and it reminded me of all the different things we used to see when we traveled. All of the beautifully painted tapestries hung on the walls, and I had to catch my breath like I usually had to when I saw a new place.
This was a special occasion, for instance, so I had to wear a delicate dress that made you look "royal" as they liked to call it.
I was surprised when Zidane held my chair out for me and frowned when he got a scowl from my uncle. These days it always seemed like my uncle looked like he had something against him.
After we had finished eating, the orchestra Aunt Hilda had "hired" played light music as we talked to each other. Some of the knights asked others to dance, and Uncle Cid and Aunt Hilda were already dancing.
This was my chance. I decided to get up from my chair, and I was startled when I noticed he was standing right behind me. "Um...um...I was wondering if you would dance with me."
Oh thank goodness. I thought I would have to embarrass myself in front of him by trying to ask him. I would probably have tripped over myself. I was thankful he asked me, but now I have to do the hardest part of the plan- asking him.
I put a pleasant smile on my lips. "Of course. I would love to."
*Zidane's POV*
I returned her smile. She agreed...she agreed...she agreed!!! The realization just hit me that she did, but why was I acting like when I first asked a girl out.
"Zi-Zidane?"
"Huh?"
She gave me a worried look that said "Um...are we going or not?"
"Oh!" I always felt so clumsy around her now. I held my hand out to her, and she took it.
"Are you okay?" I asked after we started dancing and noticing the nervous appearance she had.
"I'm...I'm alright. It's just that I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Really?"
"Yes...but it's something that has to do with you. I am one of your friends, right?"
I felt saddened by the word "friend". What am I thinking!? I always thought there was something between us...but more than friendship. I know now she doesn't.
I nodded to her question quickly before she thought that I wasn't paying attention.
"I want to help you. Will you...will you ma...?" What is she trying to say? "Will you marry me?" She looked down, and I was totally shocked. I realized I wasn't moving at all.
"Why?" It was the only thing I could get out. Maybe...just maybe I was wrong all along, and she did love me. I cheered myself up by these words. Oh, but how bad it felt to be wrong.
"Please? I don't want you to die." She stopped. Maybe she wasn't supposed to say that. "Th-they think you a-attacked Vivi and I. Ple-please marry me. It's the only way for you to survive," she stuttered.
So this was the only reason she was asking me-to save me. "How will that do anything?"
"If we're married, my uncle wouldn't dare separate us. I know that he thinks highly of true love and wouldn't break it up."
I can't...no, I won't marry you." She raised her head quickly to look at me. It made me feel dreadful as I saw tears just waiting to fall from her eyes. Er...why did I say that to her? Why!?
"Why?" I saw a lone tear straggle down her beautiful face. I wished I could wipe it away and say everything was going to be all right, but I couldn't do it. I just couldn't do it.
"If he knows true love, then he will see that we don't love each other. Please take this. It isn't much at all, but it'll remind you of all our adventures together."
I handed her the moogle flute that I had carried ever since we had first gotten it. It was the only thing I really had, except my old daggers, and then whatever my current weapon that I wielded.
She took it in her elegant hands, and she clenched it tightly. "Why?" I heard her question again. I knew it was going to be hard for her to understand and accept it.
"Garnet, please understand. It just can't be. You should know that I wouldn't be saved anyway. You just have to let go. It's like not like I have anything to live for anyway."
It was true. What did I have anyway? Friends...sure...but they had their own lives...they couldn't be with me all the time like on our adventures. Dagger...she was queen and only thought as me as a friend.
I had nothing else to do. There weren't that many things around to fight anymore. The boss would also kill me if I came back. The journey was over, and it probably will be with my death.
I was only scared of a few things in my life, and most of them came true. Of course I also had other dreams, but now they were useless.
I noticed that we had started dancing again, but we were both thinking deeply about two totally different things.
After they were done playing the melodious song, she looked back at me with still questioning eyes. I just stared back at her with the same answer I had told her with. She told me something that I had always dreaded to hear from her. She leaned in forward......
*Dagger's POV* (hehe...sorry...I put it back on hers...why am I being so happy? hmmm...)
"I hate you Zidane. I hate you!" I spun around quickly, not daring to actually shed a tear for fear that my uncle would think that I had told him something.
I headed for the doors and told the guards that I was tired and wanted to go back to my room. I did this, knowing that my uncle would wonder why I had left.
I tore my clothes off when I got to my room, and put on my nightclothes. I snuggled into my blankets and pillow. I didn't want to think about what had happened today.
None of it, but why do I still have this itching feeling that I don't hate him. I'll have to wait till tomorrow. I just hope my uncle understands and he won't leave our world. I would probably kill myself if that happened. Please... this can't happen.
2nd Author's Note: Oh yeah, sorry, but I forgot to say thank you to all of my reviewers. Thanks. I can't believe I put dinner at 6:00 because I, myself eat at 4:00. lol Is that early? heh Anyway, please review and thanks again for my previous reviews. Okay I put this up yesterday, but I had to fix one little thing in it, so you know.
Author's Note: Okay, the weird thing is that I got a few ideas from my patriotism paper. Hehe..oh well....okay I got this done one week before than last time. Still not fast enough huh? Oh well...so many charts, quizzes, due dates, and tests. I remember now. Virginia was founded in 1607 because of expand trade and agriculture. Okay enough of that. Hope you like this chapter, but I'm wondering should I just end this story soon, or make it longer. Hm....maybe...um....anyway here it is.......
"But uncle, that just can't be true."
"Look, some of the things you told us all point to him being the culprit."
"It just can't be true," I repeated. I sat down and covered my face with my hands.
"Please listen. He might be dangerous, so I want you to stay away from him, until we have a meeting the day after tomorrow about it. That is when we decide what we will do with him. I would suggest that you don't say anything to anyone."
Just when we started acting as friends again, my uncle had to tell me this. I couldn't stand it anymore. "I'm going to bed." I said firmly, and started for the door.
"Garnet. You will listen to me. I'm only looking for your safety."
"Very well then. Please stop bothering me with this foolish banter." This time, I quickly walked out and went to my room. I knew I shouldn't have spoken back at him like that, but how could he say something like that about Zidane.
I started to think about it more and more, as I got ready for bed. I just know my uncle will go through with this, and Zidane will be put into the dungeons. There is only one thing I can do.
The problem is, will he agree? I am not even sure if I am ready for it anymore. I'm sure my uncle would let him free, if we went through with it. As long as we stayed married, my uncle wouldn't bother me. But another dilemma was: could a loveless marriage stand?
Oh, I just have to go through with it. I have to save him. I have to ask him to marry me.
*The Next Day-5:50 P.M.*
It was almost time for dinner. I paced back and forth; I was waiting for my escort that my uncle told me he would send to pick me up. I told him, I wouldn't need one, but he insisted. I hadn't seen Zidane all day, and I was getting nervous about asking him tonight.
Finally the knight came, and I went into the added ballroom with a dining table in it. I think Aunt Hilda was responsible for the ballroom. She wanted to have it for special occasions, and I think she convinced Uncle Cid enough to have it added.
The ballroom was exceptionally exquisite. I walked in, and it reminded me of all the different things we used to see when we traveled. All of the beautifully painted tapestries hung on the walls, and I had to catch my breath like I usually had to when I saw a new place.
This was a special occasion, for instance, so I had to wear a delicate dress that made you look "royal" as they liked to call it.
I was surprised when Zidane held my chair out for me and frowned when he got a scowl from my uncle. These days it always seemed like my uncle looked like he had something against him.
After we had finished eating, the orchestra Aunt Hilda had "hired" played light music as we talked to each other. Some of the knights asked others to dance, and Uncle Cid and Aunt Hilda were already dancing.
This was my chance. I decided to get up from my chair, and I was startled when I noticed he was standing right behind me. "Um...um...I was wondering if you would dance with me."
Oh thank goodness. I thought I would have to embarrass myself in front of him by trying to ask him. I would probably have tripped over myself. I was thankful he asked me, but now I have to do the hardest part of the plan- asking him.
I put a pleasant smile on my lips. "Of course. I would love to."
*Zidane's POV*
I returned her smile. She agreed...she agreed...she agreed!!! The realization just hit me that she did, but why was I acting like when I first asked a girl out.
"Zi-Zidane?"
"Huh?"
She gave me a worried look that said "Um...are we going or not?"
"Oh!" I always felt so clumsy around her now. I held my hand out to her, and she took it.
"Are you okay?" I asked after we started dancing and noticing the nervous appearance she had.
"I'm...I'm alright. It's just that I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Really?"
"Yes...but it's something that has to do with you. I am one of your friends, right?"
I felt saddened by the word "friend". What am I thinking!? I always thought there was something between us...but more than friendship. I know now she doesn't.
I nodded to her question quickly before she thought that I wasn't paying attention.
"I want to help you. Will you...will you ma...?" What is she trying to say? "Will you marry me?" She looked down, and I was totally shocked. I realized I wasn't moving at all.
"Why?" It was the only thing I could get out. Maybe...just maybe I was wrong all along, and she did love me. I cheered myself up by these words. Oh, but how bad it felt to be wrong.
"Please? I don't want you to die." She stopped. Maybe she wasn't supposed to say that. "Th-they think you a-attacked Vivi and I. Ple-please marry me. It's the only way for you to survive," she stuttered.
So this was the only reason she was asking me-to save me. "How will that do anything?"
"If we're married, my uncle wouldn't dare separate us. I know that he thinks highly of true love and wouldn't break it up."
I can't...no, I won't marry you." She raised her head quickly to look at me. It made me feel dreadful as I saw tears just waiting to fall from her eyes. Er...why did I say that to her? Why!?
"Why?" I saw a lone tear straggle down her beautiful face. I wished I could wipe it away and say everything was going to be all right, but I couldn't do it. I just couldn't do it.
"If he knows true love, then he will see that we don't love each other. Please take this. It isn't much at all, but it'll remind you of all our adventures together."
I handed her the moogle flute that I had carried ever since we had first gotten it. It was the only thing I really had, except my old daggers, and then whatever my current weapon that I wielded.
She took it in her elegant hands, and she clenched it tightly. "Why?" I heard her question again. I knew it was going to be hard for her to understand and accept it.
"Garnet, please understand. It just can't be. You should know that I wouldn't be saved anyway. You just have to let go. It's like not like I have anything to live for anyway."
It was true. What did I have anyway? Friends...sure...but they had their own lives...they couldn't be with me all the time like on our adventures. Dagger...she was queen and only thought as me as a friend.
I had nothing else to do. There weren't that many things around to fight anymore. The boss would also kill me if I came back. The journey was over, and it probably will be with my death.
I was only scared of a few things in my life, and most of them came true. Of course I also had other dreams, but now they were useless.
I noticed that we had started dancing again, but we were both thinking deeply about two totally different things.
After they were done playing the melodious song, she looked back at me with still questioning eyes. I just stared back at her with the same answer I had told her with. She told me something that I had always dreaded to hear from her. She leaned in forward......
*Dagger's POV* (hehe...sorry...I put it back on hers...why am I being so happy? hmmm...)
"I hate you Zidane. I hate you!" I spun around quickly, not daring to actually shed a tear for fear that my uncle would think that I had told him something.
I headed for the doors and told the guards that I was tired and wanted to go back to my room. I did this, knowing that my uncle would wonder why I had left.
I tore my clothes off when I got to my room, and put on my nightclothes. I snuggled into my blankets and pillow. I didn't want to think about what had happened today.
None of it, but why do I still have this itching feeling that I don't hate him. I'll have to wait till tomorrow. I just hope my uncle understands and he won't leave our world. I would probably kill myself if that happened. Please... this can't happen.
2nd Author's Note: Oh yeah, sorry, but I forgot to say thank you to all of my reviewers. Thanks. I can't believe I put dinner at 6:00 because I, myself eat at 4:00. lol Is that early? heh Anyway, please review and thanks again for my previous reviews. Okay I put this up yesterday, but I had to fix one little thing in it, so you know.