Welcome to the third part of the installment of my idiocy. Bwaha. Aaha.
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Decided to change the title because it sucked. And, uh, I haven't really settled on a pairing. Yeah, I've settled on a plotline, but a pairing is sort of irrelevant. Uhm. Guess I'll just mess around until I find something that suits.
Child's Play – Ch. 3
The Forest Ain't So Peaceful – Lulu
He was silent for the entire day while we tramped through Macalania. It was unnerving. But not as unnerving as the way he moved; quick and agile – that wasn't new at all. But his stealth was. He didn't make a sound when he walked, whether vocal or extraneous. Unsettling.
Finally, a while after we'd set up camp, he spoke. His voice was low and gravelly, different from when I spoke with him in that shed that he calls home. "Where the hell are we going?"
The curse was used easily, peacefully, and neutrally, as though it wasn't there at all.
"We're going to Luca."
He glanced at me. "Why Luca?"
"Because that's where Wakka and Rikku live, remember?"
He blinked and muttered something along the lines of "didn't know they were still there."
I almost grinned. He was still easily bewildered… though, perhaps not by the same things. After all, he was still relatively fresh to Spira.
I rubbed my eyes and yawned, completely ready to fall asleep. But… I don't know, his very presence seemed to creep me out.
"When did he disappear?"
His voice jolted me out of my doze. I eyed him, suspicious that he'd done it on purpose.
He stared at me, looking as innocent as a rugged, slightly frightening, and possibly slightly psychotic young man could look.
I grumbled a bit, and then pushed myself up to a sitting position. "A couple days ago."
"What?!" I jumped at his tone.
"What, what?"
"That guy goes off for 'a couple days' and people freak out? He can take care of himself, you know! It's not like he can't summon one of his pet monsters!"
Yevon, what is he thinking! "He's just a kid, he can't just 'take care of himself' for even a few hours!"
Tidus blinked, taken aback. "Hunh… I had no idea you hated her husband so much."
I stared at him for a moment, then burst out laughing.
He stared right back.
I gestured at him, gasping, trying to say something, but doubled over again.
He watched me with rising irritation. "Dare I ask?"
My hilarity subsided enough for me to babble out a few words. "Seymour… son… he… hahahahaha!"
Realization dawned like daybreak. "Yuna named her son… Seymour?"
I grinned the affirmative.
He blew air through his nose. "I fail to see the hilarity."
My laughter subsided in the face of his cold stare. After eyeballing him for a moment, I turned away, curling up and pulling my blanket over me, trying not to feel his gaze on my back.
That was kind of impossible. I could feel it boring between my shoulder blades.
I curled up tighter, refusing to let it bother me.
Of course, it didn't work.
I finally sat up and snapped, "Would you knock it off?"
He looked up at me, mildly surprised. "I'm not sure I understand."
"Stop staring at me!"
Still a little unseated, he quickly averted his gaze to a tree in front of him.
Sated, I layed back down.
A while passed. Being quite tired, I almost didn't sense it… But, oh, Yevon, he's doing it again.
I shot up from where I was supine. "Would you stop it!" My complaint died on my lips when I saw that he wasn't facing me.
A moment after my outburst, he spoke, sounding rather testy. "Was it my breathing, or was it just the simple fact that my central nervous system is still operational?" He rolled over. I prepared myself for an onslaught –
Which is exactly what I got. His flying tackle caught me completely off-guard, but then, so did the jet of flame that paraded through the air where my head used to be.
I was suddenly very aware of my position – on the ground, with one certain attractive warrior pressing me into the soft wood of the pathway, his face so close to mine that I could smell his breath.
Which is exactly what negated any romantic interest. I was almost relieved when he leaped up, unsheathing his sword.
"A Chimera?" He cried, surprised.
I was just as shocked as he was at the appearance of the fiend. So dazzled, in fact, that I simply waved my arm, casting the first spell that came to mind. Flames licked around the communal throat of the three-headed beast.
It roared at pawed at its neck, shrugging off the blow.
"Half-damage to fire, Lulu!" My mind berated myself in unison to Tidus. I climbed to my feet just in time to see him deliver a blow that severed two of the heads. The tail hissed, but we both dodged its reciprocating thunderbolt deftly. One more slash of his sword, and the deed was done.
The pyreflies were still fresh when he turned to me; to say that he looked concerned would have been an understatement.
"What the fuck was that doing here!" He demanded.
"I-I don't know."
"Oh, 'cause, I was under the impression that fiends aren't exactly copious when Sin isn't around! Fuck, here I was thinking that when Sin isn't, they aren't!" He was almost hysterical.
I almost touched his shoulder, but he shifted and a light struck his blade, making the steel look like a weapon of God rather then a simple longsword. "Listen, I honestly don't know, but they might know something in Luca."
That seemed to calm him. Yevon, the boy is jumpy!
Obviously, we couldn't sleep for the rest of the night, so we simply packed up and headed for the Moonflow, where we could catch a shoopuf and take it most of the way to Luca.
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Yay. Next chapter: Ummm? - Rikku