Chapter 2
The two solemn figures walked into Lulu's rugged and small house quietly. "Lu, where are those letters?" Wakka asked in a worried tone. She briskly pulled out 3 letters from a locked drawer that she apparently left unlocked at the time. Lulu threw the letters down onto the table and turned her head in sorrow. Wakka walked over to these so called letters from Chappu and examined them. Slowly he opened one, then another, and finally the last. The letters had evidently been read over many times. The scripting within the letters reminded him of Chapuu's but something seemed a bit off about his writing. The letters were a bit faded so he had to squint at some of the words to read it clearly.
Lulu draped her right hand over her eyes. "Why can't the memory just. go away?!" she protested out loud. Her voice shrieked and became weary. She truly began to cry. Wakka couldn't believe it. He'd seen her sad and maybe even shed a few tears, but not utterly and brokenly cry. Her body couldn't support herself anymore, so she fell straight to the ground with a loud thud. Wakka rushed over to her and kneeled down.
She became horrifyingly silent. All of the crying had suddenly stopped and there was an eerie silence between them. Lulu laid on the floor silent with her dark mascara eyes full of salty tears. Wakka placed his right hand into hers. "Lulu! You can't keep doing this ya? I. I miss him too." He sighed for a moment, trying to gather the right words to say. "I know those letters look like they're from him but they're not! It's some punk fiend or somethin' ya?"
Lulu's eyes wandered to Wakka's and gleamed with a sense of hope. "You think Wakka? You really don't think it's him?" Her voice began to come back to her a little. In realizing this, Wakka smiled and gave a sweet look back at her.
"I know so. Com' on! You know how those fiends are ya?" he gave a short soft laugh but kept his eyesight on the distressed Lulu. He was surprised. After all the years he's known her, not once has he seen such innocence in her. He always thought of her to be headstrong and never letting personal emotions, such as love, affect her. She was beautiful, nonetheless. He could clearly see why his brother loved her so. Wakka's grip tightened a little on Lulu's hands. He then released his grip and placed his arm around her neck. Drawing his face closer to hers, his lips touched hers very gently and abruptly. He pulled back for a moment, in realization on what he just did. Lulu felt a bit scared. Wakka's touch, his aura, felt exactly like Chapuu's. She wasn't sure what to feel.
Wakka sat there trying to think of a reason to explain himself, but before he could think of an explanation, Lulu brushed herself off the floor quietly and walked to the door. He knew what she was telling him, get out, in other words. He casually and quickly walked out the door and closed it softly behind him.
More to come everyone. I'm already working on the next chapter! Please review to let me know what you think. -_^
The two solemn figures walked into Lulu's rugged and small house quietly. "Lu, where are those letters?" Wakka asked in a worried tone. She briskly pulled out 3 letters from a locked drawer that she apparently left unlocked at the time. Lulu threw the letters down onto the table and turned her head in sorrow. Wakka walked over to these so called letters from Chappu and examined them. Slowly he opened one, then another, and finally the last. The letters had evidently been read over many times. The scripting within the letters reminded him of Chapuu's but something seemed a bit off about his writing. The letters were a bit faded so he had to squint at some of the words to read it clearly.
Lulu draped her right hand over her eyes. "Why can't the memory just. go away?!" she protested out loud. Her voice shrieked and became weary. She truly began to cry. Wakka couldn't believe it. He'd seen her sad and maybe even shed a few tears, but not utterly and brokenly cry. Her body couldn't support herself anymore, so she fell straight to the ground with a loud thud. Wakka rushed over to her and kneeled down.
She became horrifyingly silent. All of the crying had suddenly stopped and there was an eerie silence between them. Lulu laid on the floor silent with her dark mascara eyes full of salty tears. Wakka placed his right hand into hers. "Lulu! You can't keep doing this ya? I. I miss him too." He sighed for a moment, trying to gather the right words to say. "I know those letters look like they're from him but they're not! It's some punk fiend or somethin' ya?"
Lulu's eyes wandered to Wakka's and gleamed with a sense of hope. "You think Wakka? You really don't think it's him?" Her voice began to come back to her a little. In realizing this, Wakka smiled and gave a sweet look back at her.
"I know so. Com' on! You know how those fiends are ya?" he gave a short soft laugh but kept his eyesight on the distressed Lulu. He was surprised. After all the years he's known her, not once has he seen such innocence in her. He always thought of her to be headstrong and never letting personal emotions, such as love, affect her. She was beautiful, nonetheless. He could clearly see why his brother loved her so. Wakka's grip tightened a little on Lulu's hands. He then released his grip and placed his arm around her neck. Drawing his face closer to hers, his lips touched hers very gently and abruptly. He pulled back for a moment, in realization on what he just did. Lulu felt a bit scared. Wakka's touch, his aura, felt exactly like Chapuu's. She wasn't sure what to feel.
Wakka sat there trying to think of a reason to explain himself, but before he could think of an explanation, Lulu brushed herself off the floor quietly and walked to the door. He knew what she was telling him, get out, in other words. He casually and quickly walked out the door and closed it softly behind him.
More to come everyone. I'm already working on the next chapter! Please review to let me know what you think. -_^