Well, this is the sequel to Before His Time, though no one was nice enough to leave reviews except for like 1% of the readers, I got 24 hits so here it is. Again, spoilers, but minor.
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Freya was at the gate of Bermecia, getting ready to leave. 'There is nothing here for me now,' she thought, then she heard a voice in her head, *Freya, you'll always have Fratley, love conquers all*, Freya gasped. "Vivi?" She asked out-loud, she shook her head and began to step out when she felt a strong but gentle hand rest on her shoulder, she spun around. "Fratley?!?!"

"Freya.... Please don't leave, I-i.... I love you,"

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Regent Cid shook his head as he paced around the royal chambers, he was waiting for Hilda to come back. Just then, his wife entered the room. Cid stopped pacing and raised his head, "Anything?" He asked. Lady Hilda sadly shook her head.

"She still refuses to come out, the poor dear. I think she's taken a shine to Zidane," Hilda replied.

"Eiko.... I don't know what is wrong with that girl. If she doesn't come out soon, we'll miss the play," Cid replied.

"I know,"

~*~In Eiko's room~*~

"Stupid Zidane! He had to go off and get himself killed! He never took my feelings into thought, always Dagger! Dagger this, Dagger that! What about me?!?" Eiko sat down and crossed her arms, then Eiko pelted royal action figures at the guard whom kept checking up on her, he left. She was in fury, she was in sorrow. She kept on mixing up her feelings, tears streamed down her cheeks as she pouted. She was about to throw a glass plate at another guard when she heard a voice in her mind, *Eiko, you'll find someone. Unlike me, you still have time. A lot of time. * "Vivi?!?!?! I guess your right..." She turned to the guard at the door as she set the plate down. "Hey you!"

"M-me?" Stammered the guard, the last time Eiko had called him, it was to set loose a Phoenix summon on him.

"Yeah you, take to me Regent Cid!" The guard was about to refuse when Eiko shot a glance at him.

"Of c-ourse, this way, Miss Eiko," The guard escorted Eiko to the royal chambers. Regent Cid and Lady Hilda were so shocked to see her that they stood there gawking at her for quite a while.

"Well? Whatcha lookin at? Come on! If we don't leave, the Prima Vista II will beat us to Alexandria!" She put her hands on her hips then skipped over and tugged on both their arms. They both smiled.

"Lets go, dear," Lady Hilda said.

"To the Hilda Garde IV!"

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Amarant sulked around the South Gate, he was mumbling curses at Zidane, a few words were caught here and there, "....idiot.......Zidane.......sad........Dagger.......alone.........grief........damned....."

"What are you mumbling about?" a voice behind him asked.

"Lani?"

"Hey, Red, what are you doing?" Lani asked.

"Don't you have people to kill?" Amarant growled.

"Well.... Don't you have people to mug? I'm not here to assassinate, I'm going to Alexandria to see the play," Lani shot back. Amarant himself had been pondering whether to go or not.

"Gr.... Just leave me alone!" The moment the word 'alone' left his mouth, a familiar voice rung through his mind, *Amarant, don't be alone. It's no fun to be alone.* "Hmm.... It's usually a bad sign to hear little voices in one's head, but I'll take your word for it, Vivi," He turned from Lani and began to head for the Alexandrian border, he started to cross the bridge. He had just jumped over a hole if the bridge when he heard Lani's voice.

"Hey! Where are you going?"

"Alexandria, aren't you?"

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Quinta sat down in frustration. "I no make good food, no yummy like long ago... I feel bad, Queen no get eat gourmand food.... How I made food good?" Then, much to his/her surprise, s/he got an answer, *Quinta, learn the true meaning of good food. It's not the good ingredients, or and rich seasonings, it's the effort. It's the love and friendship you put in it.* "Okay! Thank you Vivi!" Quinta sat up and began to re-make the food for Tantalus and his/her friends. "This no fair..... I never cook for Zidane...." A single tear dropped from Quinta's eye and into the stew, the stew began to bubble and the most delicious aroma rose from it. "Zidane, I make this for you, even if you not taste, you smell!"

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Steiner paced around the library in shock, Beatrix was leaving? He could not believe it! He had just gotten her back and... "I-i can't stop her, I can't let her know, so I must let her go...." Steiner repeated this line to himself ten times over, trying to convince himself, but he could not. *Steiner, don't let Beatrix go, trust me.* "M-master Vivi?" Steiner scanned the room for his friend, but found him not, "What trickery is this?!?!" He asked as he jumped up and down, clanking his armor. Then he heard Beatrix's soft footsteps above him. "I must stop her!" He ran out of the castle and awaited her in the shadows by the entrance of the castle, 'Beatrix, do not leave me,' He thought to himself.

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Zidane draped the black cloak around him and fastened the hood, "Hey, bro, great idea, this will scare the witts out of Dagger! Man, will she be surprised to see me!"

"Whatever," Blank grumbled, he was slightly motion-sick.

"How did you get this brilliant plan? It is almost worthy of me," Zidane asked.

"Whatever, I just thought, 'Dagger played Cornelia last year, why not pretend she is this year?' Then I just thought of you and put two and two together, boom, plan made. Hey, I got to go, Baku is callin a meeting," Blank waited for Zidane's answer, all he got was silence, he turned to Zidane, "Hello? Gaia to Zidane! Gaia to Zidane!" Zidane was looking in the mirror.

"Damn, I look good," Zidane mused to himself.

"The only thing you are is vain, man I got to go, see ya later," Blank said as he rushed out. As soon as Blank was out of earshot, Zidane lost his cool, "Dammit! I bet Dagger hates me now, I got stuck in the Iifa tree for so long and left her alone.... Dammit! I am such a bastard!" Zidane slammed his fist into the mirror and it cracked, making Zidane's reflection look as bad as he felt. *Zidane... If your still out there, take care of Dagger, she loved you and you know it....* "Huh?" Zidane shook his head, "Yeah, she loved me, but not anymore, right? Well, I guess I've got to try" He shook his head again, replaced his hood, and walked out.

~*~It was Vivi whom died, not Zidane, yet all mourned Zidane, and not Vivi. Why was that so? Has Vivi truly been forgotten? His death unacknowledged?~*~ Something to ponder.....

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So there it is, this may become a series, who knows? PLEASE REVIEW!!! I know that only one of 35 readers review my story, so be nice and REVIEW!!!! Flames are welcome, just makes me so mad that I'll show them be making a better story!