Turbulence

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NOTE: please, that after playing a bit of FFX-2, I have discovered the real name for those strange yet funny shoopuf taker-carer people. I have referred to them as 'Ermein' in my fic, but now they'll be known as "Hypello", as it is. ^_^

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"You don't need all of those," said the tall, brooding man. And Lilae growled.

"I can't go anywhere without my stuff!" she bickered, battling with the stubborn zipper of her last piece of luggage. "And – ugh – if you have – grrr – a problem with that, Haschel," she spoke as she finally stood up and gave a heavy sigh. "You can just stay behind!"

In a very thoughtful fashion, the middle-aged man cast a glance towards the far wall. "I...I'm sorry, Lilae. I was just worrying about the danger that lies ahead."

Her angry pose softened a little. "Haschel...I'll be okay. You'll be around, won'tcha? I know it's kinda sudden, but I told you about those feelings I was having, and now I know I'm right...about Sin."

Haschel nodded quietly, but said nothing.

"Besides," she sighed again. "I want to do this as a favor for Rikku. She's my idol! And...if this time, Haschel...we really do make it all the way to Zanarkand....think of it! I could finally fight Sin myself. It's what I always wanted!"

"You are an actress," he insisted, contrary to his previous sullen state. "Your goals are here, in Bevelle. In this theatre!"

"Don't tell me what my goals are, Haschel!" she yelled back. With a last, fumed glare at her guardian, she picked up the smallest and nearest bag in her pile of "stuff", then proceeding to storm out the door. "Miss Rikku, I'm ready to go!"

Haschel, grunting in his usual humility, followed her at her heels. He had nothing to pack, and for the least part, nothing to say goodbye to, or affairs to set in order. On top of his anger towards the argument he'd just gone through, a great feeling of discomfort washed over him as they approached the awaiting party. For his entire career, he'd wished for one thing above many others. And like many other guardians, his wish was to at last meet the legendary, and only "surviving" member of Lord Braska's entourage. Now this was the time.

Rikku was grinning while she watched them near their place. It had been unarguably easy to persuade Lilae to aid her and Auron with their troubles. Although she'd been thrown off a little by Haschel's reaction, the decision was firmly stated by his summoner, and agreed upon with his reluctance. All in all, Rikku decided, the next month or so was going to be fun.

Auron stood with her, only a half-pace behind and to the right. He'd remained silent during their chittering and excited giggles. At first, he'd been knocked stunned by the striking resemblance between this "summoner" and Rikku herself. Besides their clothing and choice of distinguished hairstyles, they could have easily passed as twins...anywhere.

Haschel, on the other hand, unnerved him. It was true...the slightly older, slightly taller, and slightly more articulate guardian did bear a resemblance to his self. The similarities had bounds, however, including dressage and bearing. Haschel's lack of an outstanding scar, addition of many more gray hairs, and look of constant sincerity separated him from Auron by miles.

"I protest," said Haschel, for what was likely the fourth time. His attention divided between Rikku and his own 'summoner' as he came to a halt. "Lilae has a new career ahead of her. Plus, the trials--"

"I passed them once, didn't I?" Lilae demanded, shifting the weight of her bag on her shoulder. "Who says I have to do them again?"

"Our goal is not to defeat Sin," Auron pointed out nonchalantly. "In the event of a confrontation with Sin, Lilae will not take part."

The young summoner clenched her fists. "Wait a minute-"

"What ish this...?"

Lilae tensed at the sound of the theatre master's inquisitive demand. The Hypello suddenly appeared from the south, advancing down the aisle of the auditorium…and their only means of escape. The resounding clinks of coins inside of his purse explained his recent whereabouts.

"Oh...heh heh," Lilae forced, turning around to face her instructor. "Hi, Wilson!"

Wilson was an extremely elderly entity. The ancient Hypello's face was so crevasses and blotches that his skin was more gray than blue, as was the small mane of hair that sprouted from the back of his head and the long, draping moustache that, for any normal Hypello, would have taken over three hundred years to grow. Despite these features, the stage master's eyes were brimming with an unusual intelligence.

"What ish going on here, Lilly?" he wanted to know, prying with truly unchanged Hypello voice. "Ze performanshes are not for hoursh to come, yes? Who are theesh people?"

"Oh," said Lilae quickly. She gestured towards Rikku and the ronin with a careless toss of her hand. "Them? Uh...they're...uh...actors! Yeah! They're from...uh, Luca!"

Rikku was busy staring. However, when Lilae managed to direct the Hypello's general attention towards her, she snapped back to reality. "Heh..." she said with a childish grin. She cradles her hands together behind her head, shifting her weight from one leg to the other uneasily. "Of course! It's nice to meet you, Mr. Wilson!"

The theatre master was not a usual entity, especially in relation to his kind. If he detected something amiss, he did not express his feelings of doubt immediately. Then again, as an actor himself, who knew what he thought and felt whenever he chose to pretend? "Very interestesting, yesh. Yous are from the Koormoon odium, I shuposses, hmm?"

Auron was too slow to stop her. Rikku beamed. "Yep, that's us!"

To everyone's surprise -- especially Lilae -- Wilson tossed back his blue-gray head and laughed long and hard. Between an onslaught of chortles, the Hypello attempted to address the situation. "Thish is too funny! Oooo, yesh, my tummy hurts now! Koormoon ish not a theatre, Missus Rikku, ish being a bakery!"

"You were expecting us," Auron found this slightly amusing, but he was liable to, and did not attempt to announce it.

"Yesh, Wakka ish the fellow who tells me, about everyshing," the Hypello ventured. "He says, 'Two peoplesh coming to visit Wilson', yesh? And he says theesh two are Missus Yuna's guardians!" Wilson paused dramatically, almost all humour about him seemingly fading into reality. "Oh, my, yous are not coming here to takes away our actors, no? That ish not very good news."

Rikku dug her toe into the floor sheepishly. "Well, yeah, sorta...I guess. We're sorry."

"Ficklinessi," the Hypello insisted, shrugging in a casual manner. "Ish a bad thing, yesh, but I always thinks Missus Lilae needs a vacation, hmm? Haschel promises to keeps her shafe, yesh?"

"I shall not let my guard down, Wilson," the middle-aged guardian promised, bowing his head slightly. "It has been fun working with you while it lasted."

"Fiddle-bibble!" laughed the old Hypello. "Now ish not a good time for saying such things! Yous come back when yous get done, okay?"

"Yay!" Lilae cheered, doing a very Rikku-like leap-and-fist into the air. "Don't worry, Wilson old buddy, we're going to kick that super Sin's big hiney in!"

Auron wondered for a moment as the celebrations continued. His impression until now had been rather stable, but now he was beginning to doubt their knowledge of what Sin truly was. Lilae, being so much like Rikku herself, may or may not have known the consequences of reaching Zanarkand. If she knew, she was making a grave mistake by trying to invoke a happier side to the sickening events that took place at the ruins. The ronin exchanged a passive glance with Haschel, not so much a judgement of character as it was a brief understanding of the seriousness this trek would compound.

Abruptly, the doors to the theatre swung open to reveal a familiar figure bathed in light from the streets outside, and Wakka made his entrtance. He took a few, hesitant steps into the grand building, turning around in a dazed circle as he admired the craftsmanship of the elegantly designed ceiling. Slowly, he came to a stumbling halt just a few meters from the entrance. He lifted a hand to the back of his neck and scratched it thoughtfully.

"Uh, hey," he half-called out to new entourage...and Hypello. Almost cautiously, he closed in on his addressees. "Uh...yeah, we gotta problem with the Big Stone Head, and Lu thought...uh, it'd be a good idea if we asked for your help, ya?"

The group exchanged looks, Lilae and Rikku lingering on the silent subject for a moment longer. Finally Rikku coughed. "What's up, Wakka?"

The blitz captain hesitated, his attention lingering on Wilson as he continued to explain. "Well, uh...geez, this is tough. We need more manpower down at the temple, you see, and..."

"Oh, ish that what all that troubibble was abouts?" ventured the Hypello, tilting his head. He blinked, his over-sized eyes smiling within themselves. "It sheems like there waz a terribibble commotion outshide the temple thish morning."

"Uh..." Wakka hesitated again. "Sure was. So...could you give us a hand, Auron?"

The ronin did not respond immediately, thus Rikku took this chance to intervene. "Hey! What about me?"

"What about us?" demanded Lilae sharply, planting her fists on her hips.

At that moment, Wakka appeared to notice Rikku's look-alike, and he practically jumped back a step in deliberate skepticism. "Whoa! Who is she...?"

The cheery summoner brightened at the spot of being noticed. She grinned and stuck a hand out in front of her as if she'd just come face-to-face with a big celebrity. In which...in a casual sense, she had. "Lilae McForrester, at your service! This is Haschel," she added, nodding her head towards her observing guardian. "We're actors!"

Wakka put two and two together. "Wait a minute, you two aren't...you know...ya?"

"Er..." Lilae dropped her unaccepted hand, suddenly remembering the night of the world-famous performance. "Uh...we're sorry about your hair. It was...his idea!" she abruptly snapped, pointing an accusing finger towards Haschel. Auron's impersonator narrowed one of his eyes, no doubt keeping his cynical response to himself.

"Well, no, you guys were great!" said Wakka, beaming brightly. "And the hair – I liked it, ya? Although I'm not so sure I like your Lynn buddy no more."

"We should hurry," said Auron, preventing the pointless conversation to stretch on any further. "It isn't safe, exposing Yuna in public for so long."

"Hey, she'll be all right!" said Rikku, confidently. "She's with Tidus!"

The ronin rounded on her with an unreadable expression. "My point precisely."

"Well, ya...okay, good!" Wakka attempted to share Rikku's cheerfulness, but is was a fruitless case. "I was gettin' tired of that cheese-headed, overgrown Gary fella's stupid complaining anyway." Crossing his arms, the crimson-haired blitzer shot an inquisitive look towards Haschel, almost as if he were accusing him of something he wouldn't let go. Muttering incoherently, Wakka backed away a few steps before turning in mid-stride, and disappearing again into the confusion of the busy streets outside.

"Hmmm..." Wilson thought aloud, stroking the tuft of white hair at the point of his chin. "Thish, I must see..." Without another word, the Hypello followed Wakka. He paused outside the open doors, looking in both directions, hence making his decision to head right.

A long silence stretched itself over the next minute. Eventually, Rikku shattered it. "Well, what are we waiting for? Yunie needs our help!"

"Wait," came a dubious voice. Rikku, who had begun to leave, stopped in mid-skip. Haschel had been the speaker. His hand rose to his face, where he placed his forefinger and thumb on either side of his chin in a thoughtful way. "We cannot simply charge into the middle of the street. If I'm not mistaken, the entire population of Bevelle believes that Sir Auron is dead."

And thus, their first problem had become another -- on a much larger scale. Not without a certain triumphant expectancy, the young Al Bhed woman directed a grin in Auron's direction. The ronin sighed, needing only a speculation of what she was about to suggest.

"Off goes the coat, Auron!" she chirped. "I mean it this time!"

The thought unsettled him. He preferred his coat to remain where it was, and rarely felt the need to remove it save for the times it needed washing. On the other hand, Rikku had a point. Auron took in the waiting expressions of his new comrades, and caved. "It seems I have no choice."

Haschel, living up to his reputation as a knowledgeable character, had an idea. "If you wish," said the older guardian, although in a retracted way. "I will carry the garment with me. That way, any onlookers would simply assume that the coat is mine, as I do own a costume similar to it."

Lilae was the first to agree, which did not surprise anyone. "You're so cool, Haschel! I think that'll work, too!"

"Okay!" Rikku exclaimed brightly. "Now we can go!"

Deciding they had wasted enough time, Auron was quick to remove his scarlet coat and hand it over to Haschel, whom expressionlessly slung the article over his arm. The ronin could not help but feel strange without it there, but he brushed the feeling aside. He had already guessed Haschel's role in the 'play' that was so commonly mentioned. Thus, he did not question the other guardian as he passed the garment on.

As he left the theatre, his thoughts strayed. The future was uncertain, as near as it may or may not be. Travelling with a few extra companions was not the problem he felt uncomfortable. The matter was simple.

He did not want to lie anymore.

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Yunna's situation was more or less undeniably hopeless. Even Lilae could not find anything optimistic to say about the horde of bystanders that crowded around the staircase to the temple. The ex-summoner was flushed, standing by herself at the brink of the stone steps. All that separated her from the onslaught of people was an invisible law that kept uninvited guests to the temple at bay. Her distraction, it seemed, had gone out of hand.

"Yunie!!" Rikku tried yelling above the deafening crowd. She leapt up and down, waving her arms, but her attempts were obviously futile. "Hey!" She made a face and prodded the shoulder of 'some guy' who had shaved his way in front of her. "I was here first, buddy! C'mon, move out of the way! Hello! I said move!!"

"Rikku," spoke a passive voice. She whirled around to find Auron standing behind her, Lilae and Haschel not far behind.

"Okay, tell me if you got a brighter idea!" she chided him, jabbing a finger in his direction.

"Outta the way, folks!" Lilae suddenly intervened. She was practically skipping as she neared the bubbling crowd, but her intentions were unclear. Until she lifted two fingers to her mouth and released a mind-piercing whistle, that is.

A chorus of startle groans and curses ensued, but her trick seemed to work to the effect she'd desired. The unruly group of people shut their mouths and directed their attention towards the source of their irritation.

Lilae stood like little kid who had been caught stealing from the cookie jar. The only sounds were that of a Hypello chuckling, and an embarrassed, drawn out sigh that escaped from the young actress's lips. "Whew! Hello, everyone!"

She was greeted by a mixture of confused mumbling and very indecent gestures from a few of the younger men. Lilae ignored them. "Um…" She thought long and hard. "Free autographs?"

"Hey, baby, how 'bout a date?" someone yelled -- a male, thankfully -- from the midst of the multitude. A wave of laughter and cat yowling followed.

"I am not finding this amusing," Haschel announced, unsurprisingly taking a bad reaction to the disrespect his summoner was being shown. However, Auron seized the other man's arm before he could reach to draw his weapon from its sheath.

"That would be unwise," the ronin informed him.

He did not expect a response, and sure enough did not receive one. Instead, the judgmental actor 'kindly' removed the ronin's grip from his arm and 'hmph'ed in a disagreeable manner. Glancing with more sincerity at his young summoner, the middle-aged guardian shoved his way past the stirring crowd and towards the temple entrance.

Lilae looked at Rikku. Rikku shrugged, and raised an eyebrow towards Auron. Auron ignored the pair of them, experiencing a mounting vexation that seemed to grow worse with each passing minute of the day. He wordlessly approached the stunned crowd, easily making his way into their midst and to the edge of the stairs. They backed away, jostling each other in a hurry to get out of his way.

"Sir Aur-" Yuna exclaimed upon sighting him. She bit her tongue before she could finish, thoroughly wracking her brain for a mild cover-up. "I…I mean…hello, sir," she said, with a quick bow. "You must be here to…help…the others?"

Had he been the smiling type, he would have done so at her determination. As weak as it seemed, he decided to play along. "I trust they are waiting?"

"Yes," she replied, finding it difficult to hide the relief from her voice.

"Thank you." The ronin cast a glance towards Rikku, who had barely managed to squeeze through the jaunting crowd without being groped, poked, yowled at or touched in any way. Exasperated, she marched up to Auron and stuck a finger in his face.

"You are so going to pay for that," she half-hissed, half-whispered. Straightening her orange shirt, she refused to meet his eyes as she continued up the stairs and towards the temple.

Lilae stumbled out of the swarm, growling under her breath. "Perverts!" she snapped, igniting more laughter and inappropriate sounds from the all-male crowd. Ignoring Auron, she ran up the stairs and after Rikku, who had already disappeared through the temple doors.

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"I'm not being difficult! I'm trying to…hey, whoa no -- get away from me with that! I don't like this idea! Cut it out! Stop that! I refuse! I got rights, buddy! Back off--"

Geryn was dancing around the main temple floor, scratching the marble in some places. Earnestly, he seemed to be avoiding Tidus, who was tirelessly chasing the large, moving statue about the room with a chain in one hand and an unusual look of irritation across his face. Kimahri hung near the Cloister of Trials entrance with his arms folded and his golden optics tracing every amusing movement of the quarrelling duo. Lulu, on the other hand, looked positively bored. So did Wakka.

"What's happening?" Rikku chirped upon dashing through the main doors.

Lulu regarded her with a placid stare. "Tidus's plan."

"Oh." Rikku jogged to a halt. Haschel had arrived before her, and stood observing the spectacle. Lilae and Auron followed the Al Bhed until she stopped. Auron peered over the top of his collar at Tidus, who finally stopped prancing after his quarry once he saw their arrival.

"This is insane!" rasped Geryn. He crouched, panting and worn out. "I've changed my mind! I'll just stay here! Nothing wrong with that. Nice, cozy temple…sure, I'm even starting to feel right at home here. Have a good trip."

Lilae was obviously more startled about the fact that a once-lifeless statue was addressing them. She gasped, looking towards Haschel. Her guardian merely shook his head, indicating that they should wait until an explanation was offered.

An explanation Auron did offer. The ronin advanced a few paces, side-glancing at the taller, older man. "Geryn is a friend, and a faithful servant to the Farplane and its inhabitants."

"Wow…" Lilae swallowed her surprise. "That's kind of cool."

"What'cha up to, bully?" said Rikku, teasing Tidus. The blonde blitzer drooped his shoulders and gave a helpless shrug.

"No one likes my idea," he replied, mournfully. "I still think it'll work. We should at least try it…"

"And that is…?" Rikku pressed.

Wakka laughed mischievously, appearing behind the Al Bhed's back. "Tidus wants to put the Big Stone Head here on a cart and wheel 'em out. Like an under cover thing, ya?"

Rikku got it. "Ohhhhh, I see! So he'd pass off for some kind of normal statue until you got him out of Luca!"

"Exactly," said Wakka.

"What's wrong with that?" Lilae wanted to know. She turned and wrinkled her nose at Geryn, who simply wrinkled his nose back at her and revealed a single, canine tooth.

"No way am I letting you guys cover me with some dusty sheet and roll me out into that helluva mess!" he growled, shaking his head. His ruff, although sill made of its natural components, shook with him. A cloud of dust rose into the air.

"Why doesn't he just stay here?" Rikku offered, breaking the silence that ensued.

To everyone's surprise, Auron spoke. "Because," he began, almost sternly. Almost. "We will need Geryn to accompany us. He has many unusual talents that should prove useful, in place of other certain qualities he lacks."

Geryn blinked with his stone eyelids, peering with a perplexed expression at the ronin. "Did you just insult me? I could have sworn you just insulted me."

"He appears to us as a statue," said Haschel suddenly. Everyone looked to him in surprise. The rough-voiced guardian sighed. "But to others, he is a fiend."

"Oh yeah!" Lilae exclaimed. "That's it!"

"We could chase him out of here, and he'll just fly away!" said Rikkue, not without enthusiasm. "That way, it'll look like a job well done!"

"Uh…?" Geryn squinted. He hunched his shoulders, observing with a mounting sense of uneasiness, the gazes and considering glances he was suddenly receiving. "Um…guys? I don't…really like that idea either…"

A look was exchanged from person to person. No one objected immediately…even Auron, who decided that strategy was best something he gave a wide berth. The ronin said nothing at all, nor traded looks with anyone else. However, after a long, silent debate, the decision had been made. Auron lazily drew his katana and advanced on the wary Yojimbo.

Geryn's eyes grew wide. It looked absolutely foreign on the statue creature's imminent visage. "W-wait…" he stammered. Big as he was, he didn't like the sight of a legendary guardian coming so close to him with harmful events in mind. "You…you gotta be kidding…right? I don't…even know how to…fly…"

"Learn," said Lilae, simply. She clasped her hands behind her back and smiled sweetly towards him.

Wakka, Tidus, and even Haschel joined Auron, moving slowly towards Geryn with their weapons drawn. Wakka looked particularly happy with the new idea. He tossed his blitzball in the air and caught it as he progressed towards the former fayth. Geryn, however, was not enjoying himself.

"C'mon…can't we just talk this through?" he whined. He abruptly found himself being herded towards the temple doors. He backed away slowly, each claw digging into the floor and leaving an agitated mark. "Please…?"

Suddenly, Auron lunged forward and swung his katana towards their 'foe'. Geryn, natutally, had already taken up a hasty retreat even before the blade of the ronin's weapon struck the solid floor in a spray of sparks…inches from the spot where the statue's paw had been.

Rikku and Wakka charged after Geryn, yelling and laughing at the same time. The former fayth bit his stone tongue as he ran headlong and clumsily through the doors and out into broad daylight. He gathered every wit he had and leapt into the air with his wings outspread. Inexperience hindered him, and he began to flap them like a wounded seagull when he found that he was not gaining any kind of altitude at all. The distance between him and the petrified crowd of onlookers -- including Yuna -- was closing quickly, and it was becoming apparent that Geryn's stone body was going to make flight difficult…even for such gigantic, powerful appendages.

Suddenly and without warning, Geryn did something right….as it usually happened. A warm updraft caught the underside of his wings and he found himself rising sharply from the ground and soaring clear above the heads of the crowd. A little more confidently, the former fayth pumped his wings and rose even further into the air with an unsteady wobble. Soon, he was rising so quickly that he felt no need to worry about the 'mess' below, but merely how to stop climbing. Thus, did Geryn make his graceful exit, disappearing amidst the clouds and fine mist in the sky.

Below now, the entire entourage stood outside, minus one 'member' who had taken his 'provoked' leave. Rikku watched their new stone friend until the sun hurt her eyes. Across the terrace, the crowd had begun to buzz and Yuna looked positively fatigued, but happy that it was over.

And now, their real problems were about to begin.

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Technically, it's NOT a cliffhanger. Anyway…so…I promised mush, yes…but instead, you got a super long chapter! Good for you! Mush soon…I promise! Sorry….lol.

More upates soon! I know! I hurry! ^_^