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~~~Through Time~~~
I awake on a roof. I gaze about in amazement, never before have I seen so much machina, it is everywhere. I brush out the wrinkles as I stand up and realize that I am wearing my nightgown and slippers. I walk along the edge of the roof until I spy a ladder. I hurry over to it and begin climbing down.
Once down I try and recall the fayth's message. 'The harder you try, the harder it will be. Your task will find you, not you it.' The message still confused me. I had no money on me; they, the fayth, said that it was not the same currency here as it is in Spira. They also said I would be provided for.
I sit against a wall and curl up, cold. Several men approach me. A guess on their age would be somewhere between seventeen and twenty. One other thing I notice about them is that they're clearly drunk, every step they take they lurch.
"Hey gurlie," one of them drawls. "Are you lonely? We can solve that for you." I try and back up, my ankle twists slightly under me, and I realize that I am firmly pressed against the wall; there is no way for me to get away. "Aww. is the little gurl scared?" He stumbles forward and grabs my arm.
I struggle to get away, kicking and screaming. One of the men draws a knife. I freeze in place. My mind hastily tries to recall the fira spell that Lulu taught to me before I left. If only I were a real summoner and not just an apprentice.
A blitzball hits first one of my attackers and then another. A dark haired man is brought into my view, an incredibly stunning eighteen year old dark haired man. He walks over to me and holds out his hand. I tentatively take it and he pulls me to my feet. "The name's Jecht." He cocks his head to one side and a smug grin appears on his face. "But, you probably already know that."
"My name is Yuna. Why would I know who you are? Unless of course... no... you're too young." I shake my head.
"Ahh... but Miss Yuna, I am a star blitzer." I just stare at him. "You don't believe me? Come on then, I'll show you."
I nod my head and he, still holding my hand, starts walking down the street. To keep up with him I would have to jog. Except of course that as soon as I start walking my ankle throbs and I am barely able to keep myself from collapsing onto the ground. "Jecht, my ankle... I... I think I sprained it back there."
He smiles and picks me up. "Never could stand to see a lady in pain. Just put your arms around my neck and hold on."
"Wh-what are you doing? Put me down." He smiles and sets me gently on the ground. I gasp and collapse against him as my ankle jars on the ground. "On second thought, maybe that wasn't so bad."
"Does that mean you want me to carry you?" He waits for my nod before scooping me up in his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck and lean my head against his chest. I receive many jealous stares from girls around me. "Are you comfortable? Your ankle isn't hurting you too badly, is it?" He walks into a huge blitzball stadium.
"I'm fine. I haven't given you a proper thank you yet. Is there anything you want me to do for you?" I look up at him.
"Well, there's a game tomorrow night. Do you think you would be able to come? Or would your parents not let you?"
"My parents... they died when I was young. I don't even know how I got here, to this town." "I went to bed last night in my bed, and woke up this morning on the roof of some building."
"Why don't you move in with me? I'm sure my parents won't mind. My older sister moved out a few months ago, so her room is empty."
"Thank you." I whisper, "You're doing so much for me and I don't even know you."
He grins and pushes the door to the locker room open. "It is my pleasure, Miss Yuna."
"Well Jecht, never thought you'd have the audacity to not only come in late, but to also bring in a girl, in her nightgown no less. What have you been doing boy, although I shouldn't have to ask, it seems clear enough to me." A burly, older, my guess would be mid-thirties, man pushes forward. "What's the excuse this time?"
Some of the men begin to laugh. "Captain, perhaps Lady Yuna would prefer to tell her own story." I nod and gingerly set my good foot on the ground and then my injured. As soon as I put even the slightest amount of weight on my ankle my ears roar and the world goes black around me. I barely acknowledge someone's arms catching me and holding me against his broad, muscular chest.
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When I come to consciousness I am lying on a cot in what I believe is the locker room. Faint yells greet my ears from a distance.
"So you're finally awake. You've been blacked out for the past half hour." It was the captain speaking. I look around. "No, your Jecht isn't here. I sent him out to practice, after he bound your ankle, he insisted on doing that." I nod and push myself up on the cot, being careful about my ankle. "Jecht told me about how he found you." He pauses and scratches his head. "Wait right here, I need to go get something." I nod and he exits the room.
He returns shortly carrying a stack of clothes. "These will probably be too big for you, but I think you might prefer them to what you're wearing."
I nod and take the clothes. He walks out and shuts the door. I pull on the baggy dark blue pants and secure them with a belt. Next I put on a bright yellow shirt; the sleeves are really loose and come to just past the elbows. Over it goes a dark blue vest which fits a little better because there are ties in the front that I pull tight. There is also a pair of bright yellow boots which, quite remarkably, fit perfectly. Once I am dressed I put my feet on the floor, very carefully, and stand up even more carefully. Noticing that I don't black out, I walk to the door and slowly open it.
A low whistle of appreciation meets my ear. "Wow, never seen a blitz uniform look that good before. Come on, I suppose you'll want to watch the practice."
"If it wouldn't be too much trouble," I say quietly, "I would like that very much."
"So polite!" He claps his hand on my back and my knees buckle slightly. "Sorry, forgot about your ankle, think you can make it, or do you want me to carry you?"
"I can walk; my ankle feels a lot better now." He nods and walks off motioning for me to follow him. I limp after him and come to a standstill at the base of a flight of stairs. "I don't think I'll be able to make it up these stairs." He comes over and un-ceremonially scoops me up and carries me up the stairs. Once up he does not set me down, but continues to walk. The reason for it is soon made clear when we come to yet another flight of stairs. Once up those he sets me down and we walk through the doors and into the stands.
As we approach the arena, Jecht successfully performs what I later learn is his famous Jecht Shot Mark 1. I begin cheering. I know, I know, I'm a fangirl; what can I say? Jecht looks over, catches my eye, and raises his fist in a salute. I smile and wave at him.
"So Yuna," the captain says, "have you ever played blitzball before?" I shake my head no. "Ah... want to learn how?" My eyes go as wide as dinner plates at the thought of me, Yuna, playing blitzball. "Come on; give it a try, will ya?" I hesitantly nod and the captain slings an arm around my shoulder. "So, you have seen blitzball played before, right?"
"The last game I saw was ten years ago, I've seen teams practicing though, although I've never been allowed to leave my studies long enough to join them."
"Ten years? Damn that's a long time. Ok then, we'll start with the basics; do you know how to swim?" I nod. "Good." He turns to the arena. "Good practice boys, you're getting out early today. Jecht get your a- err..." he glances at Yuna, "Your butt over here!" The team goes off to the locker room and Jecht runs over. "Jecht, you and I are going to teach your girl over here to blitz." I blush and my jaw drops open. Jecht just laughs.
"You're the one with your arm around her, not me. Oh, and Yuna, he's just teasing you." The captain laughs and pushes me into Jecht. "Hey, captain! Careful with her, she did sprain her ankle after all." He steadies me and lets me go, "alright, what did you have in mind?"
Minutes later I am nervously climbing into the arena. I go under water and stay under, swimming around until I can no longer hold my breath. I surface quickly and take gasping breaths. "How long?" I manage to say after I catch my breath.
Jecht laughs, "two minutes." I groan. "Ok, go!" I dive under and swim around for a bit. Eventually I feel my breath begin to ebb so I begin to surface. When my head breaks the surface, Jecht is standing there smiling proudly. "We were beginning to get worried. You were down there for ten minutes!"
"Ten minutes? How... oh!" Jecht cocks his head to the side, obviously wanting me to explain. "I summoned a water sprite! She helped me breath, but... I thought that I wasn't able to summon as an apprentice summoner."
The captain walks over, "why aren't you continuing practice? Get back to work. Time enough for chatting later. "I sigh and dive under again.
While swimming I carry on a conversation with the sprite. It's more like, me asking and receiving answers to questions though, not a real conversation. As soon as I have the information I want, I swim to the surface. "Jecht, I'm going to try something." I dive under water and begin breathing. Sure enough, it works flawlessly, the sprite was right. I eventually surface and look around for Jecht. He and the captain are conversing off to the side. I haul myself out of the arena and walk over to them, trailing puddles of water.
Before turning to look at me Jecht says, "have a nice swim?" He then turns and catches sight of me. He just stares, his mouth is slightly open. The captain elbows Jecht and he snaps his mouth shut and tries to stop staring, of course, being a man, he fails miserably.
The captain smiles at my confused expression, "You look really good in that blitzball uniform, or should I be more specific and say wet blitzball uniform?" Jecht glares at him, I blush.
"Are we going to practice any more today?" I ask.
"No we aren't, although tonight you and Jecht need to practice catching and throwing blitzballs. That's your assignment. Oh, and Jecht, take her shopping, she needs some clothes of her own. I'll have your mother start preparing a room for her." He hands Jecht a credit card and walks off.
"So, what do you think of my dad?"
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I personally love the ending, and the next chapter SHOULD be written by Lauraena, but it might be written by me. Sorry it took forever to get this uploaded, but Laury was supposed to upload it, and she never did *glares* I finally decided to upload it myself and let you all read it. I refuse to say y'a-l-l if at all possible, lol.
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~~~Through Time~~~
I awake on a roof. I gaze about in amazement, never before have I seen so much machina, it is everywhere. I brush out the wrinkles as I stand up and realize that I am wearing my nightgown and slippers. I walk along the edge of the roof until I spy a ladder. I hurry over to it and begin climbing down.
Once down I try and recall the fayth's message. 'The harder you try, the harder it will be. Your task will find you, not you it.' The message still confused me. I had no money on me; they, the fayth, said that it was not the same currency here as it is in Spira. They also said I would be provided for.
I sit against a wall and curl up, cold. Several men approach me. A guess on their age would be somewhere between seventeen and twenty. One other thing I notice about them is that they're clearly drunk, every step they take they lurch.
"Hey gurlie," one of them drawls. "Are you lonely? We can solve that for you." I try and back up, my ankle twists slightly under me, and I realize that I am firmly pressed against the wall; there is no way for me to get away. "Aww. is the little gurl scared?" He stumbles forward and grabs my arm.
I struggle to get away, kicking and screaming. One of the men draws a knife. I freeze in place. My mind hastily tries to recall the fira spell that Lulu taught to me before I left. If only I were a real summoner and not just an apprentice.
A blitzball hits first one of my attackers and then another. A dark haired man is brought into my view, an incredibly stunning eighteen year old dark haired man. He walks over to me and holds out his hand. I tentatively take it and he pulls me to my feet. "The name's Jecht." He cocks his head to one side and a smug grin appears on his face. "But, you probably already know that."
"My name is Yuna. Why would I know who you are? Unless of course... no... you're too young." I shake my head.
"Ahh... but Miss Yuna, I am a star blitzer." I just stare at him. "You don't believe me? Come on then, I'll show you."
I nod my head and he, still holding my hand, starts walking down the street. To keep up with him I would have to jog. Except of course that as soon as I start walking my ankle throbs and I am barely able to keep myself from collapsing onto the ground. "Jecht, my ankle... I... I think I sprained it back there."
He smiles and picks me up. "Never could stand to see a lady in pain. Just put your arms around my neck and hold on."
"Wh-what are you doing? Put me down." He smiles and sets me gently on the ground. I gasp and collapse against him as my ankle jars on the ground. "On second thought, maybe that wasn't so bad."
"Does that mean you want me to carry you?" He waits for my nod before scooping me up in his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck and lean my head against his chest. I receive many jealous stares from girls around me. "Are you comfortable? Your ankle isn't hurting you too badly, is it?" He walks into a huge blitzball stadium.
"I'm fine. I haven't given you a proper thank you yet. Is there anything you want me to do for you?" I look up at him.
"Well, there's a game tomorrow night. Do you think you would be able to come? Or would your parents not let you?"
"My parents... they died when I was young. I don't even know how I got here, to this town." "I went to bed last night in my bed, and woke up this morning on the roof of some building."
"Why don't you move in with me? I'm sure my parents won't mind. My older sister moved out a few months ago, so her room is empty."
"Thank you." I whisper, "You're doing so much for me and I don't even know you."
He grins and pushes the door to the locker room open. "It is my pleasure, Miss Yuna."
"Well Jecht, never thought you'd have the audacity to not only come in late, but to also bring in a girl, in her nightgown no less. What have you been doing boy, although I shouldn't have to ask, it seems clear enough to me." A burly, older, my guess would be mid-thirties, man pushes forward. "What's the excuse this time?"
Some of the men begin to laugh. "Captain, perhaps Lady Yuna would prefer to tell her own story." I nod and gingerly set my good foot on the ground and then my injured. As soon as I put even the slightest amount of weight on my ankle my ears roar and the world goes black around me. I barely acknowledge someone's arms catching me and holding me against his broad, muscular chest.
-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-
When I come to consciousness I am lying on a cot in what I believe is the locker room. Faint yells greet my ears from a distance.
"So you're finally awake. You've been blacked out for the past half hour." It was the captain speaking. I look around. "No, your Jecht isn't here. I sent him out to practice, after he bound your ankle, he insisted on doing that." I nod and push myself up on the cot, being careful about my ankle. "Jecht told me about how he found you." He pauses and scratches his head. "Wait right here, I need to go get something." I nod and he exits the room.
He returns shortly carrying a stack of clothes. "These will probably be too big for you, but I think you might prefer them to what you're wearing."
I nod and take the clothes. He walks out and shuts the door. I pull on the baggy dark blue pants and secure them with a belt. Next I put on a bright yellow shirt; the sleeves are really loose and come to just past the elbows. Over it goes a dark blue vest which fits a little better because there are ties in the front that I pull tight. There is also a pair of bright yellow boots which, quite remarkably, fit perfectly. Once I am dressed I put my feet on the floor, very carefully, and stand up even more carefully. Noticing that I don't black out, I walk to the door and slowly open it.
A low whistle of appreciation meets my ear. "Wow, never seen a blitz uniform look that good before. Come on, I suppose you'll want to watch the practice."
"If it wouldn't be too much trouble," I say quietly, "I would like that very much."
"So polite!" He claps his hand on my back and my knees buckle slightly. "Sorry, forgot about your ankle, think you can make it, or do you want me to carry you?"
"I can walk; my ankle feels a lot better now." He nods and walks off motioning for me to follow him. I limp after him and come to a standstill at the base of a flight of stairs. "I don't think I'll be able to make it up these stairs." He comes over and un-ceremonially scoops me up and carries me up the stairs. Once up he does not set me down, but continues to walk. The reason for it is soon made clear when we come to yet another flight of stairs. Once up those he sets me down and we walk through the doors and into the stands.
As we approach the arena, Jecht successfully performs what I later learn is his famous Jecht Shot Mark 1. I begin cheering. I know, I know, I'm a fangirl; what can I say? Jecht looks over, catches my eye, and raises his fist in a salute. I smile and wave at him.
"So Yuna," the captain says, "have you ever played blitzball before?" I shake my head no. "Ah... want to learn how?" My eyes go as wide as dinner plates at the thought of me, Yuna, playing blitzball. "Come on; give it a try, will ya?" I hesitantly nod and the captain slings an arm around my shoulder. "So, you have seen blitzball played before, right?"
"The last game I saw was ten years ago, I've seen teams practicing though, although I've never been allowed to leave my studies long enough to join them."
"Ten years? Damn that's a long time. Ok then, we'll start with the basics; do you know how to swim?" I nod. "Good." He turns to the arena. "Good practice boys, you're getting out early today. Jecht get your a- err..." he glances at Yuna, "Your butt over here!" The team goes off to the locker room and Jecht runs over. "Jecht, you and I are going to teach your girl over here to blitz." I blush and my jaw drops open. Jecht just laughs.
"You're the one with your arm around her, not me. Oh, and Yuna, he's just teasing you." The captain laughs and pushes me into Jecht. "Hey, captain! Careful with her, she did sprain her ankle after all." He steadies me and lets me go, "alright, what did you have in mind?"
Minutes later I am nervously climbing into the arena. I go under water and stay under, swimming around until I can no longer hold my breath. I surface quickly and take gasping breaths. "How long?" I manage to say after I catch my breath.
Jecht laughs, "two minutes." I groan. "Ok, go!" I dive under and swim around for a bit. Eventually I feel my breath begin to ebb so I begin to surface. When my head breaks the surface, Jecht is standing there smiling proudly. "We were beginning to get worried. You were down there for ten minutes!"
"Ten minutes? How... oh!" Jecht cocks his head to the side, obviously wanting me to explain. "I summoned a water sprite! She helped me breath, but... I thought that I wasn't able to summon as an apprentice summoner."
The captain walks over, "why aren't you continuing practice? Get back to work. Time enough for chatting later. "I sigh and dive under again.
While swimming I carry on a conversation with the sprite. It's more like, me asking and receiving answers to questions though, not a real conversation. As soon as I have the information I want, I swim to the surface. "Jecht, I'm going to try something." I dive under water and begin breathing. Sure enough, it works flawlessly, the sprite was right. I eventually surface and look around for Jecht. He and the captain are conversing off to the side. I haul myself out of the arena and walk over to them, trailing puddles of water.
Before turning to look at me Jecht says, "have a nice swim?" He then turns and catches sight of me. He just stares, his mouth is slightly open. The captain elbows Jecht and he snaps his mouth shut and tries to stop staring, of course, being a man, he fails miserably.
The captain smiles at my confused expression, "You look really good in that blitzball uniform, or should I be more specific and say wet blitzball uniform?" Jecht glares at him, I blush.
"Are we going to practice any more today?" I ask.
"No we aren't, although tonight you and Jecht need to practice catching and throwing blitzballs. That's your assignment. Oh, and Jecht, take her shopping, she needs some clothes of her own. I'll have your mother start preparing a room for her." He hands Jecht a credit card and walks off.
"So, what do you think of my dad?"
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I personally love the ending, and the next chapter SHOULD be written by Lauraena, but it might be written by me. Sorry it took forever to get this uploaded, but Laury was supposed to upload it, and she never did *glares* I finally decided to upload it myself and let you all read it. I refuse to say y'a-l-l if at all possible, lol.