Disclaimers: Final Fantasy X and all it's characters, places, and
situations are © copyright 2001 Square Co. Ltd. I'm only borrowing them to
tell a story. Will return them when the story is done. THIS IS A YUNA x
AURON STORY.
Spoiler alert: Contains spoilers through till the end of the game.
YUNA'S STORY by Mythe
Part 2
As a refreshed Yuna returned to her father's camp she felt the impenetrable gaze of the man that she so desired upon her person. Oh how it would be so easy to just turn around and give him a soul melting kiss the summoner thought, but no she must gain his trust first. "Auron, can you tell me where we are?"
"Macalania forest."
She took in the breathtaking sight that surrounded her like she had all those years ago then realized that he had moved alongside her. "It's so beautiful here…"
"And dangerous as well," Auron finished gruffly.
Yuna questioned why he always saw the negative side of everything. Life was a balance of both she reflected. Although at times the scale that weighed the positive and negative aspects of life appeared to favor one side more than the other, but that too was a fact of life. Nonetheless part of her wondered if he was simply a pessimistic type of person or if some tragic event in his life caused this. Her gut told her it was the latter. However Yuna pushed those thoughts to the side when she heard the sounds of a battle nearby. "Oh no!"
Auron charged towards their camp at full speed, "BRASKA!"
"Lord Braska run!" Jecht shouted as he used a downward vertical strike on one of the pair of Chimera's that had ambushed them. Quickly he blocked the fiend's counter attack just as its companion's struck him in the side. "Damnit!" he growled then attacked it with a reverse horizontal strike sending it back. "Eat this!"
"I will not run!" Braska said as he caste a firaga spell on the charging Chimera and watched as it stumbled back. He was about to repeat his prior actions when an Evil Eye came out of nowhere and sent a cloud of sleeping breath his way causing him to drop to his knees in slumber.
"NO!" Auron roared and rushed passed his summoner as to confront the large fiend. He struck the chimera with an oblique downward strike and before it had a chance to counter he used a reverse oblique upward strike to it once again sending it stumbling back.
"About time you two showed up," Jecht teased as he used a series of horizontal strikes on his own fiend. "Thought I'd have to do all the work…"
"Humph," the warrior monk muttered while blocking the chimera's blow.
Yuna tossed a remedy at her father before sending a thundaga spell towards the evil eye. Ignoring the defeated fiend she then turned her attention to the chimera before Jecht and over killed it with a flare spell.
"WOO HOO!" Jecht cheered as the chimera's pyerflies scattered to the wind. "That's what you get for messing with a Zanarkand Abe!"
Auron just rolled his eyes before charging forward and over killing his fiend with an oblique upward strike. "Now THAT'S how it's done," he drawled then brought up his sword and rested it upon his broad shoulder.
Yuna overheard their testosterone induced gloating and let a small smile play on her features.
"Awesome!" Jecht laughed causing his sore ribs to ache, "Ow! Uh… Braska, that was some spell."
"I didn't caste it my friend," Braska informed just as he healed the blitzball player with a cura spell.
Both guardians slowly turned their attention to Kima who was at the moment gathering up her stuff that had been scattered about during the battle. "Kima?" they uttered in unison.
"Yes?" Yuna replied turning to the slack jawed pair. "It was just a simple flare spell."
"Simple my ass!" Jecht uttered aloud just as his comrade squeezed his shoulder. "Ow! What? Ow!"
"Seems my vulgar companion slept in when they were instructing him on simple etiquette," Auron explained and emphasized his words by pinching the trapezius muscle on the blitzball player's shoulder. "Isn't that right?"
"OW!" Jecht gasped, "Yeah… sorry… OW!"
Yuna tried to hide the smile that threatened to grow by shielding it from view. "It's okay," she said watching their interaction with placid interest. Part of her wanted to laugh at the pair's antics yet the other thought it was improper to do so. She lost it though when the blitzball player somehow managed to free himself and sprinted off with the warrior monk trailing behind.
"GET BACK HERE!" Auron called out. "So help me Yevon you're going to apologize to her!"
"HA… HA… HA!" Jecht taunted over a shoulder, "You gotta' catch me first!"
"Don't mind them," Braska commented while smothering the dying fire with dirt. "They have a love/hate relationship going on," he chuckled. "Love to hate that is."
"They're complete opposites," Yuna remarked with a grin.
"To the extremes… yes." Braska affirmed and donned his pack. "Jecht possesses a rather laid back personality while…"
"Auron's is a more solemn one."
"Yes," he nodded eyeing her.
"We talked…" she corrected shyly, "I talked and he merely responded when answered."
"Ah… yes. A man of very few words," Braska revealed with a broad grin. "But with those few words mean so much."
"True," nodded Yuna as she donned her pack. "Yet… they seem to focus on the negative side though."
"Perhaps…" Braska acknowledged, "but one must understand it from his point of view."
"Which is?"
"A life shaped through loss."
Yuna heard the sadness within her father's voice and quickly apologized, "Lord Braska, forgive me for causing you sorrow."
"Kima, it's quite all right," he gestured. "The past is the past."
A pained Yuna nodded while her heart ached upon hearing that Auron's life had been shaped through loss.
"No worries," Braska said noticing the look on Kima's face. "Auron has become the man you see today… a loyal friend that would give his life to protect another."
"He truly is a special man."
"They both are really," he added with a grin. "I'm proud to have them as guardians." After adjusted his hat he then lowered his voice a notch, "Even if they run around here like two year olds."
Yuna giggled.
An amused Braska glanced over at the young Al Bhed Mage. Something drew him to her. It wasn't of a sexual nature by any means. Kima just reminded him of the two most important people in his life, the daughter who'd never see her daddy again and the wife that awaited him in the Farplane. And as he reflected over his family an odd feeling overcame him. One that felt as though he'd met her before, but that was simply impossible considering they had only met. "Kima, my I ask you a personal question?"
"Yes, of course."
"I notice that you have a pair of unique eyes."
"My mother was Al Bhed," Yuna answered quickly.
"Oh, I see."
"Why do you ask?"
"Your eyes… they remind me of my daughter."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes," Braska nodded, "Her name is Yuna."
"It's a beautiful name."
"She's a beautiful little girl," he said thinking back to his little girl. "Yuna seems to take after her mother more every day."
"Your wife is Al Bhed?" Yuna inquired already knowing the answer.
"Yes," Braska nodded somberly. "Cassia died giving birth to our daughter."
"I'm sorry." Yuna said heavy-heartedly and remembered being enthralled by the stories her father told of a strong willed Mother who'd put the needs of others ahead of her own. She reminisced on how his face would light up upon reliving them to her and eventually grow sad upon its finish. Those moments were forever etched in Yuna's mind as her most prized memories of childhood. And even to this day she secretly desired a love such as theirs. "She must've been a special woman."
"She was…" Braska grinned remembering his late wife, "the love of my life."
"That's so sad," she said in a soft voice as a lone tear rolled down her cheek. "To have lost someone as extraordinary as her."
"It is," he nodded, "but she lives on within my heart and our daughters."
Yuna nodded mentally scolding herself for losing control over her emotions and all.
"Kima, I must confess something." He revealed averting his gaze from her. "There's just something about you… I know that this may sound a bit crazy, but it's like I've known you before."
After quickly composing herself she then turned to her father and waited for him to continue.
"Anyway… you resemble my wife," Braska said finally. "Uh… I really hope I didn't offend you… I mean… I don't want you think I'm a crazy man looking to replace his late wife-"
"It's okay." Yuna assured interrupting her father's babbling. "I didn't think you were," she said with a blush. "And you didn't… offend me that is."
"Good."
"Lord Braska, your kindness speaks volumes…" she complemented candidly, "Your daughter would've been proud to have heard the pride in your voice and to have felt the love within your heart."
Braska was taken back by her heartfelt words as a blush overcame his features. "T-thank you."
Yuna gave him an acknowledging nod.
"Uh… um," he quickly tried to gather his scattered thoughts and teased, "Besides I would hate to be on the receiving end of that flare spell of yours."
She giggled softly, "Thank you."
"Kima, I want to thank you for helping us earlier." Braska thanked, adding. "For being so young… you're one powerful mage."
"I started out at a young age," Yuna acknowledged with a bow. "And it was my pleasure."
"So, mind telling me why you just fell from the sky?"
"Oh… um…" Her mind raced at how to respond to this when it just flew out, "A friend of mind was repairing a teleporting sphere when I accidentally activated it."
"Interesting…"
Yuna hoped he would just leave it at that and quickly changed the subject, "Lord Braska, may I inquire as to where you're heading?"
"Of course. We're heading to the Macalania Temple and the temple of trials," Braska informed, adding. "I'm on a pilgrimage to acquire the final aeon."
"I see."
"You're welcome to travel with us until the next Travel Agency," he offered politely.
"I don't know…" she shook her head, "I've intruded on your pilgrimage as it is-"
"No," Braska objected. "Kima your presence is far from being that and it's quite the opposite… it's soothing."
A blush overcame Yuna features and she averted her gaze away from her father just as an out of breathe Auron and Jecht stepped out from the foliage. The warrior monk had the blitzball player in an arm lock as he approached. "Oh my," she breathed and discreetly covered her smile with a hand.
"My friend has something he wants to say," Auron stated halting before her. "Go on."
"Kima," Jecht spoke up, "I want to apologize for my vulgar behavior earlier."
"You're forgiven Sir Jecht," she replied.
Satisfied with his companion's apology Auron released him and gathered up his already packed backpack. "Lord Braska… I must apologize for delaying your pilgrimage."
"I'm sorry as well," Jecht added snatching up his.
"It's all right," chuckled Braska. "Kima and I were having an interesting conversation of our own." Turning to the mage he gave her a wink, "Isn't that right?"
"Yes, Lord Braska." She returned it with a grin.
"Very well then the Macalania Temple and the temple of trials await us," Braska announced before leading the way toward Lake Macalania.
~~~ X ~~~
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Spoiler alert: Contains spoilers through till the end of the game.
YUNA'S STORY by Mythe
Part 2
As a refreshed Yuna returned to her father's camp she felt the impenetrable gaze of the man that she so desired upon her person. Oh how it would be so easy to just turn around and give him a soul melting kiss the summoner thought, but no she must gain his trust first. "Auron, can you tell me where we are?"
"Macalania forest."
She took in the breathtaking sight that surrounded her like she had all those years ago then realized that he had moved alongside her. "It's so beautiful here…"
"And dangerous as well," Auron finished gruffly.
Yuna questioned why he always saw the negative side of everything. Life was a balance of both she reflected. Although at times the scale that weighed the positive and negative aspects of life appeared to favor one side more than the other, but that too was a fact of life. Nonetheless part of her wondered if he was simply a pessimistic type of person or if some tragic event in his life caused this. Her gut told her it was the latter. However Yuna pushed those thoughts to the side when she heard the sounds of a battle nearby. "Oh no!"
Auron charged towards their camp at full speed, "BRASKA!"
"Lord Braska run!" Jecht shouted as he used a downward vertical strike on one of the pair of Chimera's that had ambushed them. Quickly he blocked the fiend's counter attack just as its companion's struck him in the side. "Damnit!" he growled then attacked it with a reverse horizontal strike sending it back. "Eat this!"
"I will not run!" Braska said as he caste a firaga spell on the charging Chimera and watched as it stumbled back. He was about to repeat his prior actions when an Evil Eye came out of nowhere and sent a cloud of sleeping breath his way causing him to drop to his knees in slumber.
"NO!" Auron roared and rushed passed his summoner as to confront the large fiend. He struck the chimera with an oblique downward strike and before it had a chance to counter he used a reverse oblique upward strike to it once again sending it stumbling back.
"About time you two showed up," Jecht teased as he used a series of horizontal strikes on his own fiend. "Thought I'd have to do all the work…"
"Humph," the warrior monk muttered while blocking the chimera's blow.
Yuna tossed a remedy at her father before sending a thundaga spell towards the evil eye. Ignoring the defeated fiend she then turned her attention to the chimera before Jecht and over killed it with a flare spell.
"WOO HOO!" Jecht cheered as the chimera's pyerflies scattered to the wind. "That's what you get for messing with a Zanarkand Abe!"
Auron just rolled his eyes before charging forward and over killing his fiend with an oblique upward strike. "Now THAT'S how it's done," he drawled then brought up his sword and rested it upon his broad shoulder.
Yuna overheard their testosterone induced gloating and let a small smile play on her features.
"Awesome!" Jecht laughed causing his sore ribs to ache, "Ow! Uh… Braska, that was some spell."
"I didn't caste it my friend," Braska informed just as he healed the blitzball player with a cura spell.
Both guardians slowly turned their attention to Kima who was at the moment gathering up her stuff that had been scattered about during the battle. "Kima?" they uttered in unison.
"Yes?" Yuna replied turning to the slack jawed pair. "It was just a simple flare spell."
"Simple my ass!" Jecht uttered aloud just as his comrade squeezed his shoulder. "Ow! What? Ow!"
"Seems my vulgar companion slept in when they were instructing him on simple etiquette," Auron explained and emphasized his words by pinching the trapezius muscle on the blitzball player's shoulder. "Isn't that right?"
"OW!" Jecht gasped, "Yeah… sorry… OW!"
Yuna tried to hide the smile that threatened to grow by shielding it from view. "It's okay," she said watching their interaction with placid interest. Part of her wanted to laugh at the pair's antics yet the other thought it was improper to do so. She lost it though when the blitzball player somehow managed to free himself and sprinted off with the warrior monk trailing behind.
"GET BACK HERE!" Auron called out. "So help me Yevon you're going to apologize to her!"
"HA… HA… HA!" Jecht taunted over a shoulder, "You gotta' catch me first!"
"Don't mind them," Braska commented while smothering the dying fire with dirt. "They have a love/hate relationship going on," he chuckled. "Love to hate that is."
"They're complete opposites," Yuna remarked with a grin.
"To the extremes… yes." Braska affirmed and donned his pack. "Jecht possesses a rather laid back personality while…"
"Auron's is a more solemn one."
"Yes," he nodded eyeing her.
"We talked…" she corrected shyly, "I talked and he merely responded when answered."
"Ah… yes. A man of very few words," Braska revealed with a broad grin. "But with those few words mean so much."
"True," nodded Yuna as she donned her pack. "Yet… they seem to focus on the negative side though."
"Perhaps…" Braska acknowledged, "but one must understand it from his point of view."
"Which is?"
"A life shaped through loss."
Yuna heard the sadness within her father's voice and quickly apologized, "Lord Braska, forgive me for causing you sorrow."
"Kima, it's quite all right," he gestured. "The past is the past."
A pained Yuna nodded while her heart ached upon hearing that Auron's life had been shaped through loss.
"No worries," Braska said noticing the look on Kima's face. "Auron has become the man you see today… a loyal friend that would give his life to protect another."
"He truly is a special man."
"They both are really," he added with a grin. "I'm proud to have them as guardians." After adjusted his hat he then lowered his voice a notch, "Even if they run around here like two year olds."
Yuna giggled.
An amused Braska glanced over at the young Al Bhed Mage. Something drew him to her. It wasn't of a sexual nature by any means. Kima just reminded him of the two most important people in his life, the daughter who'd never see her daddy again and the wife that awaited him in the Farplane. And as he reflected over his family an odd feeling overcame him. One that felt as though he'd met her before, but that was simply impossible considering they had only met. "Kima, my I ask you a personal question?"
"Yes, of course."
"I notice that you have a pair of unique eyes."
"My mother was Al Bhed," Yuna answered quickly.
"Oh, I see."
"Why do you ask?"
"Your eyes… they remind me of my daughter."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes," Braska nodded, "Her name is Yuna."
"It's a beautiful name."
"She's a beautiful little girl," he said thinking back to his little girl. "Yuna seems to take after her mother more every day."
"Your wife is Al Bhed?" Yuna inquired already knowing the answer.
"Yes," Braska nodded somberly. "Cassia died giving birth to our daughter."
"I'm sorry." Yuna said heavy-heartedly and remembered being enthralled by the stories her father told of a strong willed Mother who'd put the needs of others ahead of her own. She reminisced on how his face would light up upon reliving them to her and eventually grow sad upon its finish. Those moments were forever etched in Yuna's mind as her most prized memories of childhood. And even to this day she secretly desired a love such as theirs. "She must've been a special woman."
"She was…" Braska grinned remembering his late wife, "the love of my life."
"That's so sad," she said in a soft voice as a lone tear rolled down her cheek. "To have lost someone as extraordinary as her."
"It is," he nodded, "but she lives on within my heart and our daughters."
Yuna nodded mentally scolding herself for losing control over her emotions and all.
"Kima, I must confess something." He revealed averting his gaze from her. "There's just something about you… I know that this may sound a bit crazy, but it's like I've known you before."
After quickly composing herself she then turned to her father and waited for him to continue.
"Anyway… you resemble my wife," Braska said finally. "Uh… I really hope I didn't offend you… I mean… I don't want you think I'm a crazy man looking to replace his late wife-"
"It's okay." Yuna assured interrupting her father's babbling. "I didn't think you were," she said with a blush. "And you didn't… offend me that is."
"Good."
"Lord Braska, your kindness speaks volumes…" she complemented candidly, "Your daughter would've been proud to have heard the pride in your voice and to have felt the love within your heart."
Braska was taken back by her heartfelt words as a blush overcame his features. "T-thank you."
Yuna gave him an acknowledging nod.
"Uh… um," he quickly tried to gather his scattered thoughts and teased, "Besides I would hate to be on the receiving end of that flare spell of yours."
She giggled softly, "Thank you."
"Kima, I want to thank you for helping us earlier." Braska thanked, adding. "For being so young… you're one powerful mage."
"I started out at a young age," Yuna acknowledged with a bow. "And it was my pleasure."
"So, mind telling me why you just fell from the sky?"
"Oh… um…" Her mind raced at how to respond to this when it just flew out, "A friend of mind was repairing a teleporting sphere when I accidentally activated it."
"Interesting…"
Yuna hoped he would just leave it at that and quickly changed the subject, "Lord Braska, may I inquire as to where you're heading?"
"Of course. We're heading to the Macalania Temple and the temple of trials," Braska informed, adding. "I'm on a pilgrimage to acquire the final aeon."
"I see."
"You're welcome to travel with us until the next Travel Agency," he offered politely.
"I don't know…" she shook her head, "I've intruded on your pilgrimage as it is-"
"No," Braska objected. "Kima your presence is far from being that and it's quite the opposite… it's soothing."
A blush overcame Yuna features and she averted her gaze away from her father just as an out of breathe Auron and Jecht stepped out from the foliage. The warrior monk had the blitzball player in an arm lock as he approached. "Oh my," she breathed and discreetly covered her smile with a hand.
"My friend has something he wants to say," Auron stated halting before her. "Go on."
"Kima," Jecht spoke up, "I want to apologize for my vulgar behavior earlier."
"You're forgiven Sir Jecht," she replied.
Satisfied with his companion's apology Auron released him and gathered up his already packed backpack. "Lord Braska… I must apologize for delaying your pilgrimage."
"I'm sorry as well," Jecht added snatching up his.
"It's all right," chuckled Braska. "Kima and I were having an interesting conversation of our own." Turning to the mage he gave her a wink, "Isn't that right?"
"Yes, Lord Braska." She returned it with a grin.
"Very well then the Macalania Temple and the temple of trials await us," Braska announced before leading the way toward Lake Macalania.
~~~ X ~~~
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