Life's Little Problems
***DISCLAIMER*** I do not own the characters, locations or weapons in Final Fantasy 10 or any other part associated with the game. The fine people at Squaresoft, the minds that made this brilliant games, are the owners, as well they should be.
Chapter 1: Auron
Besaid was having fun that day. Tidus and Yuna had gone to the spot where they first met to reminisce. Rikku was making friends with a few of the children, as she was no longer thought of as a heathen. They were very impressed with the mechanical things she could do. Wakka went back to the game he loved for a few games, gathering a few islanders and challenging the champion Besaid Aurochs to a few games. Kimahri had disappeared, but he probably wasn't too far off, and even Lulu was having fun, showing her magic to the young and old alike.
The only person who wasn't having fun was Auron. Instead, Auron was sitting under a tree, mulling over the events past. They had beaten Sin, Tidus had found Yuna, Lulu finally told Wakka of her true feelings, and they found each other, and even Rikku had found Blappa, an up and coming player for the Al Bhed Psyches. Kimahri hadn't exactly found anyone, since his race was rebuilding, but he didn't seem to need anyone, as he was happy to be near Yuna, protecting her. Auron had... nobody.
Though he didn't show it, this fact slightly depressed him, because he never had anybody. Up until the point when he became High Summoner Braska's guardian, he didn't have so much as a friend, and even then Jecht and Braska became best friends, Auron being the odd one out. Then, when Auron went to Zanarkand, Tidus was his friend, but he was much younger, didn't understand what Auron really wanted in a friend, was just there to be watched over. Auron went back to Spira, became Yuna's guardian, beat Sin... and still didn't have a close friend.
Auron sighed and decided that it wasn't his time yet. Besides, when he looked at his options, he was kind of glad that he wasn't very close to them. Tidus and Yuna were so wrapped up in their own love lately they only seemed to have eyes for each other, and Rikku was too young, too hyper. Kimahri was distant, Wakka wasn't interested, and Lulu needed to put some clothes on. Auron got up from under the shade of the tree and began to walk back to the center of Besaid to see how the rest of the party was doing. A fiend jumped in front of Auron, sneering menacingly. Auron laughed, drew his Masamune and struck the fiend hard. Almost immediately, the pyreflies began to emerge from the fiend's body, and his short existence had been ended with the strike of a sword.
Auron arrived back at the camp, and found his stomach to be rumbling. He reached for the water bottle hanging at his waist, took a long sip to quench his thirst, and walked over to the campfire where a lot of food was being prepared. After all, this was a very special day, one that needed a lot of attention and preparation. The food was fancier than usual, the children were dressed in their best attire and even the Aurochs, lead by their old leader Captain Wakka, were standing on guard outside the city's entrance, on fiend duty. Not one fiend would enter the city, on this day, Yuna's birthday.
Auron smiled. Birthdays were something that he didn't know the meaning of anymore. A long time had passed since the last one he had celebrated, ten years ago, just before Braska's Calm. Auron had been sleeping in a crudely set up tent on Mt. Gagazet, and Jecht had opened the tent flap. "Hey!" Jecht had yelled. Auron had rolled over and had said, "Jecht... I'm trying to sleep." Jecht laughed, took out his blade and sheared the whole tent. Auron sat up in disgust, then realized that Braska was standing with Jecht as well. "Happy birthday, my friend," Braska said, "And many happy returns." Jecht laughed. "We bought ya a present, to show how much we appreciate you," Jecht started to giggle uncontrollably, "And... y-your fantastic guarding skills!"
Auron shook his head. It was obvious to him that Jecht was drunk, but it appeared that Braska was not. Braska handed him a long object wrapped in paper. "Auron, you have to stop using that Doubledge, you're not fast enough. You need... a powerful sword. Take it." Auron, confused, unwrapped the paper and discovered a Katana, shiny, long, and most of all, powerful looking.
That was the last memory of Auron's birthday. After Braska died and Jecht became Sin, nobody had ever remembered Auron's birthday. He had accepted it, accepted that for Yuna's birthday, there would be excitement, presents and good cheer, and for his birthday... there would be loneliness. All Auron wanted was someone that could be there beside him, to share in these events with him, and most of all, to be with him... forever.
Well, for all of you who read this story, these are Auron's secret problems... he's just lonely. Tune in soon for the next chapter of the story... Yuna. R&R!
***DISCLAIMER*** I do not own the characters, locations or weapons in Final Fantasy 10 or any other part associated with the game. The fine people at Squaresoft, the minds that made this brilliant games, are the owners, as well they should be.
Chapter 1: Auron
Besaid was having fun that day. Tidus and Yuna had gone to the spot where they first met to reminisce. Rikku was making friends with a few of the children, as she was no longer thought of as a heathen. They were very impressed with the mechanical things she could do. Wakka went back to the game he loved for a few games, gathering a few islanders and challenging the champion Besaid Aurochs to a few games. Kimahri had disappeared, but he probably wasn't too far off, and even Lulu was having fun, showing her magic to the young and old alike.
The only person who wasn't having fun was Auron. Instead, Auron was sitting under a tree, mulling over the events past. They had beaten Sin, Tidus had found Yuna, Lulu finally told Wakka of her true feelings, and they found each other, and even Rikku had found Blappa, an up and coming player for the Al Bhed Psyches. Kimahri hadn't exactly found anyone, since his race was rebuilding, but he didn't seem to need anyone, as he was happy to be near Yuna, protecting her. Auron had... nobody.
Though he didn't show it, this fact slightly depressed him, because he never had anybody. Up until the point when he became High Summoner Braska's guardian, he didn't have so much as a friend, and even then Jecht and Braska became best friends, Auron being the odd one out. Then, when Auron went to Zanarkand, Tidus was his friend, but he was much younger, didn't understand what Auron really wanted in a friend, was just there to be watched over. Auron went back to Spira, became Yuna's guardian, beat Sin... and still didn't have a close friend.
Auron sighed and decided that it wasn't his time yet. Besides, when he looked at his options, he was kind of glad that he wasn't very close to them. Tidus and Yuna were so wrapped up in their own love lately they only seemed to have eyes for each other, and Rikku was too young, too hyper. Kimahri was distant, Wakka wasn't interested, and Lulu needed to put some clothes on. Auron got up from under the shade of the tree and began to walk back to the center of Besaid to see how the rest of the party was doing. A fiend jumped in front of Auron, sneering menacingly. Auron laughed, drew his Masamune and struck the fiend hard. Almost immediately, the pyreflies began to emerge from the fiend's body, and his short existence had been ended with the strike of a sword.
Auron arrived back at the camp, and found his stomach to be rumbling. He reached for the water bottle hanging at his waist, took a long sip to quench his thirst, and walked over to the campfire where a lot of food was being prepared. After all, this was a very special day, one that needed a lot of attention and preparation. The food was fancier than usual, the children were dressed in their best attire and even the Aurochs, lead by their old leader Captain Wakka, were standing on guard outside the city's entrance, on fiend duty. Not one fiend would enter the city, on this day, Yuna's birthday.
Auron smiled. Birthdays were something that he didn't know the meaning of anymore. A long time had passed since the last one he had celebrated, ten years ago, just before Braska's Calm. Auron had been sleeping in a crudely set up tent on Mt. Gagazet, and Jecht had opened the tent flap. "Hey!" Jecht had yelled. Auron had rolled over and had said, "Jecht... I'm trying to sleep." Jecht laughed, took out his blade and sheared the whole tent. Auron sat up in disgust, then realized that Braska was standing with Jecht as well. "Happy birthday, my friend," Braska said, "And many happy returns." Jecht laughed. "We bought ya a present, to show how much we appreciate you," Jecht started to giggle uncontrollably, "And... y-your fantastic guarding skills!"
Auron shook his head. It was obvious to him that Jecht was drunk, but it appeared that Braska was not. Braska handed him a long object wrapped in paper. "Auron, you have to stop using that Doubledge, you're not fast enough. You need... a powerful sword. Take it." Auron, confused, unwrapped the paper and discovered a Katana, shiny, long, and most of all, powerful looking.
That was the last memory of Auron's birthday. After Braska died and Jecht became Sin, nobody had ever remembered Auron's birthday. He had accepted it, accepted that for Yuna's birthday, there would be excitement, presents and good cheer, and for his birthday... there would be loneliness. All Auron wanted was someone that could be there beside him, to share in these events with him, and most of all, to be with him... forever.
Well, for all of you who read this story, these are Auron's secret problems... he's just lonely. Tune in soon for the next chapter of the story... Yuna. R&R!