Genre: Romance

Pairings: Usui Takumi X Ayuzawa Misaki

Title: Final Fantasy (Like Yuna and Tidus)

Inspiration: Final Fantasy XII

A/N: Yuna and Tidus of Final Fantasy XII was really a great couple—sometimes I'd wished I was Yuna so I could kiss Tidus. So, I hope you'll like this. I've thought of uploading first before uploading the second to the last chapter of Sherlock Holmes. I was listening to Cat and Mouse featuring Yuna and Tidus while writing this fic. ^_^ *Misaki-Yuna, *Takumi-Tidus, *Tora-Seymour

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She was a priestess also looking for her father—the one I was looking for since he held the secrets to defeat Sin, a monster who threatens to destroy the world. The time I hadn't appeared to her world yet, she was a normal priestess—no experience in love. Hell, she was conservative, she was very kind—very different from the girls I've met from the world I came from—respectable, everybody fancies her and she was very beautiful.

Black hair, amber eyes, bloody red lips, fair complexion—she was perfect.

She summons a water goddess through a dancing ritual which only made me fell even more in love with her. She wore this priestess dress that perfectly fits her and she was barefooted while holding a long golden staff. She was dancing and heck, she was utterly perfect. Her shoulder length hair bounces vigorously as she does the ritual dance. The sun—the setting sun—hit her pale skin that almost made her glitter as if she was shining and slowly, the water started lifting her—the ritual was a success. Everybody adored her after that and she would just give them a shy, chaste and serene smile that suited her best.

However, both of us were tricked. Igarashi Tora—a king—forced her to marry him just so he could have her priestess powers. I despised him but still, I was powerless. I didn't belong to her world after all. I was just sent here by Sin and I was here to search the weapons that could defeat it.

I watched as Misaki walked near Igarashi—she was wearing a dress above the knee with feathers and damn, she look good at it. Too bad she wasn't wearing it for me. A thin veil covered her face that stretches down to her knee and her hair was tied in a messy bun and a diadem was placed on her head. It was her wedding day but she didn't look happy. She walked towards Igarashi with a disgusted look on her face.

Igarashi smiled at her and gently caressed her cheeks and slowly lifted the veil—making her face even more visible to me. "If we continue the wedding as what we've planned, I won't kill Takumi," he threw me a glance and a crooked smile before placing both her hands on Misaki's bare shoulders. "—you can now drop your staff, priestess Misaki."

Misaki glanced at me, Shizuko, Sakura, Aoi and Yukimura before averting her eyes to Igarashi. "Don't kill them, please."

Igarashi smiled at her and nodded solemnly. "Of course, I won't, I promised not to kill them, remember?"

"What about…" her voice faltered as she stole a glanced at me and looks down the floor. "What about him? Please tell your guards to drop their guns."

"Usui might do something stupid." He said with a casual shrug. He smiles at her again and gently caresses her shoulders. "Don't worry, he'll live. He'll live after we finished our wedding."

A slight frown erupted on her brows as she looks away. "Okay." Finally, she glanced at me—her eyes shouting the words 'help'—before smiling. "Do not interfere, it's my choice."

Those made Igarashi laugh at me. "See that? She said it was her choice."

I balled my palms into fists as I gritted my teeth. "Misaki…"

"Do not interfere." She repeated and finally, she faced Igarashi and drops her staff which rolled down up to my feet.

Igarashi smiled at her as he slowly lower down his face up to hers. I watched as Misaki closed her eyes—still wearing that forced expression—and balled her fist as Igarashi planted a deep kiss on her lips. Her fist was shaking; a sign that it was against her will but needed to do so because of our safety. Igarashi prolonged the kiss and embraced her—she wasn't reciprocating—I knew it because I also kissed her during the time she was at the lake and it took her almost after a minute before she responded.

Misaki was in love with me but she has to leave because she was being threatened.

Beside me, Sakura and Aoi shrieked loudly upon seeing what was happening. They couldn't also believe that Misaki agreed with this. I gritted my teeth out of extreme fury and glared at Igarashi—if only looks could kill—he was already at the verge of death. When the kiss was finally over, Misaki looked at the opposite direction to avoid my furious gaze. Igarashi—on the other hand—smiled at me with triumph.

"Kill them." He ordered and grip Misaki's wrist tightly.

"NO!" she screeched in surprise and tried to run to me but Igarashi tugged her closer to his chest. She threw him a furious glare and tried to do futile attempts of escape. "No, you promised you won't kill him—them!"

"Promises are meant to be broken."

"Takumi…I-I…I'm so sorry." She stuttered and tried to escape his grip once again. "Igarashi, let go! Don't kill him!"

The priest then walked towards me and shoved a gun under my jaw. "Priestess Misaki, I'm telling you to calm down."

"How could I calm down when you're planning to kill him!" she half-shrieked.

The priest only shoves the gun harder on my jaw and turn to me. "This guy was at fault for ruining your wedding. Because of him, you were having doubts to marry King Tora."

"No—"

"Silence." Igarashi cut in. When he wasn't paying attention, Misaki immediately slapped his hands off her wrist, grabbed her staff and rushed towards the rail less terrace with her back facing it. "Misa—"

"Kill him and I'll jump." She threatened—her long veil flowing down the terrace. "I swear."

"Misaki, get away from there!" I hissed at her but the priest grabbed me by the shoulder and shoved me down the stairs. "Damn it, fuck off, you asshole!"

"This is all happening because of you." He said instead with coldness coloring his voice. "If you hadn't come, the priestess won't be troubled. She was confused over her feelings for you and her duties, so basically, it was your fault."

We weren't able to pursue on to our conversation because we got interrupted by Igarashi's unruly laughs. I scowl at him and watched him as walked towards Misaki but not getting too near—also afraid that she might indeed jump.

"You can't escape me, my dear wife. I know those were just empty threats." He brushed a lock of hair that blocked his face before grinning at her. "You will still do your duties that include surrendering me your priestess powers and giving me a heir—you will be forever trapped inside the castle walls and spend your days of eternity with me."

She looked disgusted as she clenched her fist. "Never, over my dead body, bastard."

Igarashi shrugged and then turned to me with a smug smile on his face. "Don't worry, Takumi, I won't kill her. Well, at least not while she hasn't yet to give me a son."

"You're such a bastard." I hissed at him then stole a glance at Misaki who was also staring at me. "She's mine, she won't be yours."

"She was already mine." He reminded me and showed me their wedding ring. "The ritual's finished, remember?"

Misaki then removed her ring and threw it at Igarashi's direction. "You broke your promise so now I'm breaking mine." She eyed me with so much confusion on her eyes and then looked down to the ground. "I am so sorry, Takumi. Everything was my fault because I agreed on this marriage in order to fulfill my duties as a priestess. But I want you to know that my real duty is to my heart—and my heart only belongs to you. I'll meet you later." That and she finally jumped off with a smile plastered on her thin lips.

"Misa—"

"Takumi, let's go! Aoi knows where she'll go." Sakura immediately grabbed me by the elbow whilst Yukimura threw some tear gas towards the crowd.

I was clenching my fist all the way as we run towards some tunnel. I will definitely see her…and then she'll be mine.

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This isn't really what happened on that certain scene of FFXII. I was just inspired on how determined Yuna was to free herself from Seymour and how indomitable Tidus is to have Yuna. So, enjoy and please review.

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