Chapter Thirteen
Dusk and dawn in the sacred city
"So how do you think it's going?" Jecht asked Auron as later that day they meandered through a familiar portion of what Bevelle natives had taken to calling 'the old city'.
"I believe Gatta will give us what aid and information we need." Auron answered, glowering at the changes to his city, the city where he had been born and started his training as a warrior monk.
"No! With Tidus and Tida! Didn't you see them walking toward templeville together?" asked Jecht.
"I saw them walking toward the temple, yes."
"Think she's angry with him?"
"No."
"I sure hope he ain't making an ass of himself. Crying an' apologizing, or any of that."
"Tidus has not aged, but he is more mature. Why must I continue to remind you of that, Jecht?"
"Cause he's my son, an' he'll always be seven years old to me." answered Jecht, biting back a slightly more caustic reply. After all, it was difficult, or rather, it had become more difficult for either them to remember that since they left the Farplane.
"They will be fine. Both of them. Tida is strong."
"She must get that from her mother."
"Yes."
"Hey! Are you calling my boy a wuss?"
"No." replied Auron in long-suffering tones, thinking, "I can't win ... with either of them."
"You know, it's kind of funny how they were both under your care when Tida was conceived. I thought you were keeping an eye on 'em."
"Are you saying that you wish I had?"
"No, course not. I'm just yanking your chain, like always." said Jecht, stopping and rubbing the back of his neck.
"Stop it."
"Fine, fine. You don't have to get so touchy."
"As you wish ... gramps." said Auron as he walked ahead.
"What did you just call me?" yelled Jecht, dashing after him.
Rooms had been set aside for them by sundown, at which time they learned that the discussion concerning their quest was not yet over, much to the dismay of all involved, though perhaps none more so than Tidus. After all, he had been given the task of saving Yuna. That was why he tossed and turned many long hours before settling into a rather fitful slumber, from which he was unfortunately awakened several hours after midnight and several hours before break of day.
The door creaked open, causing him to snap upright in bed and look around.
"Who's there?" he asked, fumbling for his sword.
"It is only Auron."
"News?" he whispered.
"Yes, we must away soon."
"Then they are going to Guadosalam?"
"Yes. They have a twenty-four-hour lead, but they have planned to spend tonight at Lake Macalania. We can catch them, if we hurry." said Auron.
"Great. I'll wake the others."
"No. The younger ones should stay. It won't be safe."
"Since when do you care?"
"Since I found out that you have a daughter. Come on. Jecht is waiting outside." Auron growled impatiently.
"Are you sure?"
"It is ... for the best." Auron assured Tidus as he began quietly packing up his things.
In the hallway, a silent figure stole back into a nearby room, having overheard their conversation.
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A/N: Well, my computer isn't quite as broken as I thought sigh of relief. A great big thank you to everyone who reviewed: ShadesOfGiada, Summoner Cynthia, and Bunny. To answer a couple of questions. This is not an Aurikku (although when I started, I very much wanted to write one, and failed). Yuna would be 34 or 35, Tidus is still 17, and Auron is ... (I'm guessing) about 34 too. I don't think people would age on the Farplane (because in many cases that would just suck). The Fayth are ... well, on the Farplane (read: dead) but poweful enough to be seen in the world of the living if they wish (or is that too far fetched?).
Dusk and dawn in the sacred city
"So how do you think it's going?" Jecht asked Auron as later that day they meandered through a familiar portion of what Bevelle natives had taken to calling 'the old city'.
"I believe Gatta will give us what aid and information we need." Auron answered, glowering at the changes to his city, the city where he had been born and started his training as a warrior monk.
"No! With Tidus and Tida! Didn't you see them walking toward templeville together?" asked Jecht.
"I saw them walking toward the temple, yes."
"Think she's angry with him?"
"No."
"I sure hope he ain't making an ass of himself. Crying an' apologizing, or any of that."
"Tidus has not aged, but he is more mature. Why must I continue to remind you of that, Jecht?"
"Cause he's my son, an' he'll always be seven years old to me." answered Jecht, biting back a slightly more caustic reply. After all, it was difficult, or rather, it had become more difficult for either them to remember that since they left the Farplane.
"They will be fine. Both of them. Tida is strong."
"She must get that from her mother."
"Yes."
"Hey! Are you calling my boy a wuss?"
"No." replied Auron in long-suffering tones, thinking, "I can't win ... with either of them."
"You know, it's kind of funny how they were both under your care when Tida was conceived. I thought you were keeping an eye on 'em."
"Are you saying that you wish I had?"
"No, course not. I'm just yanking your chain, like always." said Jecht, stopping and rubbing the back of his neck.
"Stop it."
"Fine, fine. You don't have to get so touchy."
"As you wish ... gramps." said Auron as he walked ahead.
"What did you just call me?" yelled Jecht, dashing after him.
Rooms had been set aside for them by sundown, at which time they learned that the discussion concerning their quest was not yet over, much to the dismay of all involved, though perhaps none more so than Tidus. After all, he had been given the task of saving Yuna. That was why he tossed and turned many long hours before settling into a rather fitful slumber, from which he was unfortunately awakened several hours after midnight and several hours before break of day.
The door creaked open, causing him to snap upright in bed and look around.
"Who's there?" he asked, fumbling for his sword.
"It is only Auron."
"News?" he whispered.
"Yes, we must away soon."
"Then they are going to Guadosalam?"
"Yes. They have a twenty-four-hour lead, but they have planned to spend tonight at Lake Macalania. We can catch them, if we hurry." said Auron.
"Great. I'll wake the others."
"No. The younger ones should stay. It won't be safe."
"Since when do you care?"
"Since I found out that you have a daughter. Come on. Jecht is waiting outside." Auron growled impatiently.
"Are you sure?"
"It is ... for the best." Auron assured Tidus as he began quietly packing up his things.
In the hallway, a silent figure stole back into a nearby room, having overheard their conversation.
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A/N: Well, my computer isn't quite as broken as I thought sigh of relief. A great big thank you to everyone who reviewed: ShadesOfGiada, Summoner Cynthia, and Bunny. To answer a couple of questions. This is not an Aurikku (although when I started, I very much wanted to write one, and failed). Yuna would be 34 or 35, Tidus is still 17, and Auron is ... (I'm guessing) about 34 too. I don't think people would age on the Farplane (because in many cases that would just suck). The Fayth are ... well, on the Farplane (read: dead) but poweful enough to be seen in the world of the living if they wish (or is that too far fetched?).
