Eee. My first attempt at an Aurriku. Deargodrunaway. O_o
This is a sequel to Sleeping In, thankies to all those who gave me feedback! Eee!
Misted Emotions
Dusk: Day one of Macalania woods. Tysh ed, her feet hurt.
But hell, it was better than the damned Thunder Plains. Good Gods, that had been a living nightmare.
Trudging through the woods, the sparkling crystals refracted the filtered light, creating bizarre patterns on the cold forest floor. Rikku's thoughts were muddled, stray thoughts and words emerging and then disappearing in her conscious. Perhaps this was the result of yesterdays' highly traumatizing events. She pouted. Yay for anyone even caring that she was going into shock. She was surprised they even let her rest at that inn. Nightmares had plagued her terrified sleep. She'd awoken late that morning, alone, yet surprisingly warm, regardless of the frigid atmosphere of the bedroom. Odd. But Rikku didn't give it much thought, because shortly afterwards her most friendly little guardian buddy Auron was dragging them off.
Curses. She was being cynical again.
Kicking at one of the crystals, she winced, stubbing her toe. Glancing upward, the rest of the group was a few lengths ahead, not glancing behind. She shook her head, ponytail flopping back and forth. She needed to stop acting like this. It would do Yunie no good whatsoever if she continued to feel this way.
Forcing her thoughts away from yesterday's events, she thought of Yunie. So far, she had spent every night, well, except for last night (shudder), thinking of ways to help her cousin. Rikku knew that she and her brother could always rescue the summoner, like the others, but the she simply didn't feel right about that. Rikku would protect Yunie. And she would find a way to save Yunie's life. Somehow. And that was that.
It was growing cooler now, the sun spent its last few filtered rays of warmth amongst the wood and now it was getting darker. Rikku hugged her arms to her bare shoulders, gloves cold to the touch. The others up ahead were talking about something, voices hushed among the silent sparkling trees. She scrunched up her face and sighed. Sometimes things were just hard. However, getting depressed over the whole thing might not be the best course of action either, but the Al Bhed just couldn't stop thinking about what the future held for Yunie. And Spira.
Head down, she watched her feet fall one in front of the other.
She didn't even realize it until after she walked headfirst into somebody. Yelping silently, she fell backwards, butt hitting the frozen ground. Wiping the tired look from her face and trying to look semi-normal, she glanced up and found Auron's gaze upon her. She offered a faked smile, and then dragged herself to her feet again, striding past the silent guardian, not even seeing his hand offered to help her. The troop had stopped to rest for the night. Good, now she could devote all thoughts to her plight, and perhaps come up with something, anything.
Plopping down on a nearby rock, her glazed eyes watched Tidus and Wakka gather damp wood to attempt a fire. Not that any wood might withstand Lulu's powerful fire spell.
She sat with the group for an hour or so, unaware of Auron watching her every move, every facial expression. Tidus also was aware of Rikku's strange behavior. The circle grew closer as dusk became darkness, and cold forced them closer to the fire. A gentle breeze made it's way through the trees, gently blowing against the group. No one said a word when Rikku stood, and made her way to a secluded area of wood some ways off.
Tysh ed. Cold, Rikku sat on a semi-dry fallen log, and stared into space. She was not even aware of Auron sitting beside her. Regardless, she didn't jump when he spoke.
"You've been quiet today," came the gruff voice of the swordsman. He awaited an answer, but received none. Rikku's eyes were trained on the small body of water beyond, pyreflies dancing gracefully on the surface, leaving mysterious trails of light.
Risking a glance, Auron found the Al Bhed's expressionless face quite out of character for Rikku. Her eyes stared at something far away, something he did not see. She was detached, and doing a poor job of hiding it. "Rikku," he attempted once more, but was again given no response.
He sighed. Removing his glasses, he tucked them into his cloak. That also got no response. He removed his bare arm from the warm confines of its resting-place, and touched her shoulder. She shivered against his touch, but dropped her head, refusing to meet his gaze. Her skin was covered in the mist of the forest, unprotected from it's cold. Auron let his hand rest on the chilled skin.
"You must tell me, Rikku."
She shook her head. "It's, it's nothing, I promise. I'm just tired or something, that's all." She struggled to hold in her emotions, trying to be strong before the guardian. Why did he follow her? His hand was warm, as was his intentions, but she just wanted to be alone. Strange, considering how much she had thought about him up until that day.
Her eyes found his. He wasn't buying it. Dammit. Funny, she'd never seen his face without his glasses. His scar emerged from his cloak, climbing his face, pausing over his closed eye, continuing up onto his brow and ending its plight just before his hairline. His hair drooped in front of his arched eyebrows and good eye, that which gazed at her intently. His hand moved to her chilled face, its warmth cupping her cheek. Rikku felt her heart melt before her fellow guardian.
Auron spoke only two words. "It's alright," he murmured gently. Those words always comforted the receiving end somehow, his even voice penetrating the heart of the wounded. Rikku felt her eyes tear. No, nono, she could not break down now, especially in front of him. She felt his rough thumb slide back and forth on her face, warm to her skin. Tears brimmed on the edge of the world, threatening to overtake her, her sorrow threatening to emerge from her fortified barriers.
Trying to hide, she slid off the log to the dry ground, attempting to evade the oncoming storm welled up inside her. His hand remained connected however, as in a single fluid motion he followed and knelt beside the girl, knees bent and on the ground. Auron's eyes never left her face.
His other hand found his neck cloak, and he unsnapped the strap that held it here, removing the garment, exposing his face. He leaned towards the Al Bhed. He closed the gap between them, his bare hand sliding around to her back, while his other gloved hand pulled her head to the smooth, strong contours of his neck, burying her face in it's warmth.
Rikku cried.
Chest heaving, she bawled in his embrace. His stubble gently scratched her upper forehead, his cheek leaning into her shaking head. His warmth radiated onto her body, her chest and hands pressed inside his cloak. Her tiny hands wove themselves inside his scarlet coat, griping the black leather shirt on his sides. He murmured reassuringly, his voice reverberating through his neck to Rikku. He gently rocked back and forth, the soothing motion calming her. She felt his strength. Not just his physical form around her, enwrapping her, but his calm resolve.
Several minutes later, her head still rested on Auron's shoulder and her face buried in his neck. He leaned back against the fallen log, the girl's shoulders and weight lying against his strong frame. Her hands loosened their grip, and fell to his hips beneath his insolated coat. Her form relaxed against his as she melted onto his body. He felt her warm breath against his neck, slow and rhythmic. Turning to his head to his right, he watched the light of the pyreflies as they danced. He's felt as she did now. He's felt the sorrow of knowing the truth and not being able to change it. That pain would not go away, but perhaps he could ease its blade.
***yaay! I might do more, or leave it alone, I dunno yet. Hurrah for my first Aurriku!
-Spazkit
This is a sequel to Sleeping In, thankies to all those who gave me feedback! Eee!
Misted Emotions
Dusk: Day one of Macalania woods. Tysh ed, her feet hurt.
But hell, it was better than the damned Thunder Plains. Good Gods, that had been a living nightmare.
Trudging through the woods, the sparkling crystals refracted the filtered light, creating bizarre patterns on the cold forest floor. Rikku's thoughts were muddled, stray thoughts and words emerging and then disappearing in her conscious. Perhaps this was the result of yesterdays' highly traumatizing events. She pouted. Yay for anyone even caring that she was going into shock. She was surprised they even let her rest at that inn. Nightmares had plagued her terrified sleep. She'd awoken late that morning, alone, yet surprisingly warm, regardless of the frigid atmosphere of the bedroom. Odd. But Rikku didn't give it much thought, because shortly afterwards her most friendly little guardian buddy Auron was dragging them off.
Curses. She was being cynical again.
Kicking at one of the crystals, she winced, stubbing her toe. Glancing upward, the rest of the group was a few lengths ahead, not glancing behind. She shook her head, ponytail flopping back and forth. She needed to stop acting like this. It would do Yunie no good whatsoever if she continued to feel this way.
Forcing her thoughts away from yesterday's events, she thought of Yunie. So far, she had spent every night, well, except for last night (shudder), thinking of ways to help her cousin. Rikku knew that she and her brother could always rescue the summoner, like the others, but the she simply didn't feel right about that. Rikku would protect Yunie. And she would find a way to save Yunie's life. Somehow. And that was that.
It was growing cooler now, the sun spent its last few filtered rays of warmth amongst the wood and now it was getting darker. Rikku hugged her arms to her bare shoulders, gloves cold to the touch. The others up ahead were talking about something, voices hushed among the silent sparkling trees. She scrunched up her face and sighed. Sometimes things were just hard. However, getting depressed over the whole thing might not be the best course of action either, but the Al Bhed just couldn't stop thinking about what the future held for Yunie. And Spira.
Head down, she watched her feet fall one in front of the other.
She didn't even realize it until after she walked headfirst into somebody. Yelping silently, she fell backwards, butt hitting the frozen ground. Wiping the tired look from her face and trying to look semi-normal, she glanced up and found Auron's gaze upon her. She offered a faked smile, and then dragged herself to her feet again, striding past the silent guardian, not even seeing his hand offered to help her. The troop had stopped to rest for the night. Good, now she could devote all thoughts to her plight, and perhaps come up with something, anything.
Plopping down on a nearby rock, her glazed eyes watched Tidus and Wakka gather damp wood to attempt a fire. Not that any wood might withstand Lulu's powerful fire spell.
She sat with the group for an hour or so, unaware of Auron watching her every move, every facial expression. Tidus also was aware of Rikku's strange behavior. The circle grew closer as dusk became darkness, and cold forced them closer to the fire. A gentle breeze made it's way through the trees, gently blowing against the group. No one said a word when Rikku stood, and made her way to a secluded area of wood some ways off.
Tysh ed. Cold, Rikku sat on a semi-dry fallen log, and stared into space. She was not even aware of Auron sitting beside her. Regardless, she didn't jump when he spoke.
"You've been quiet today," came the gruff voice of the swordsman. He awaited an answer, but received none. Rikku's eyes were trained on the small body of water beyond, pyreflies dancing gracefully on the surface, leaving mysterious trails of light.
Risking a glance, Auron found the Al Bhed's expressionless face quite out of character for Rikku. Her eyes stared at something far away, something he did not see. She was detached, and doing a poor job of hiding it. "Rikku," he attempted once more, but was again given no response.
He sighed. Removing his glasses, he tucked them into his cloak. That also got no response. He removed his bare arm from the warm confines of its resting-place, and touched her shoulder. She shivered against his touch, but dropped her head, refusing to meet his gaze. Her skin was covered in the mist of the forest, unprotected from it's cold. Auron let his hand rest on the chilled skin.
"You must tell me, Rikku."
She shook her head. "It's, it's nothing, I promise. I'm just tired or something, that's all." She struggled to hold in her emotions, trying to be strong before the guardian. Why did he follow her? His hand was warm, as was his intentions, but she just wanted to be alone. Strange, considering how much she had thought about him up until that day.
Her eyes found his. He wasn't buying it. Dammit. Funny, she'd never seen his face without his glasses. His scar emerged from his cloak, climbing his face, pausing over his closed eye, continuing up onto his brow and ending its plight just before his hairline. His hair drooped in front of his arched eyebrows and good eye, that which gazed at her intently. His hand moved to her chilled face, its warmth cupping her cheek. Rikku felt her heart melt before her fellow guardian.
Auron spoke only two words. "It's alright," he murmured gently. Those words always comforted the receiving end somehow, his even voice penetrating the heart of the wounded. Rikku felt her eyes tear. No, nono, she could not break down now, especially in front of him. She felt his rough thumb slide back and forth on her face, warm to her skin. Tears brimmed on the edge of the world, threatening to overtake her, her sorrow threatening to emerge from her fortified barriers.
Trying to hide, she slid off the log to the dry ground, attempting to evade the oncoming storm welled up inside her. His hand remained connected however, as in a single fluid motion he followed and knelt beside the girl, knees bent and on the ground. Auron's eyes never left her face.
His other hand found his neck cloak, and he unsnapped the strap that held it here, removing the garment, exposing his face. He leaned towards the Al Bhed. He closed the gap between them, his bare hand sliding around to her back, while his other gloved hand pulled her head to the smooth, strong contours of his neck, burying her face in it's warmth.
Rikku cried.
Chest heaving, she bawled in his embrace. His stubble gently scratched her upper forehead, his cheek leaning into her shaking head. His warmth radiated onto her body, her chest and hands pressed inside his cloak. Her tiny hands wove themselves inside his scarlet coat, griping the black leather shirt on his sides. He murmured reassuringly, his voice reverberating through his neck to Rikku. He gently rocked back and forth, the soothing motion calming her. She felt his strength. Not just his physical form around her, enwrapping her, but his calm resolve.
Several minutes later, her head still rested on Auron's shoulder and her face buried in his neck. He leaned back against the fallen log, the girl's shoulders and weight lying against his strong frame. Her hands loosened their grip, and fell to his hips beneath his insolated coat. Her form relaxed against his as she melted onto his body. He felt her warm breath against his neck, slow and rhythmic. Turning to his head to his right, he watched the light of the pyreflies as they danced. He's felt as she did now. He's felt the sorrow of knowing the truth and not being able to change it. That pain would not go away, but perhaps he could ease its blade.
***yaay! I might do more, or leave it alone, I dunno yet. Hurrah for my first Aurriku!
-Spazkit