Introducing: Taira and Kiro, the Ronso twins. Nathan makes his first
physical appearance (finally) as well.
Sorry for taking so long. ^_^;
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Chapter Twelve: The Beginning of a Much Needed Vacation
As we left the docking area I got my first sight of the blitzball stadium. It seemed to be that a game was just about to begin. People were lined up outside of the huge arena, all of them talking excitedly. I felt the strange, energetic feeling once more, and I wondered when I would be able to see my first blitzball match.
Sanya walked up to one of the people waiting in line and inquired on the two teams who were playing.
The woman smiled and replied, "Today it's the Luca Goers and the Ronso Fangs." The woman held a poster of a young man in her hands and she giggled childishly.
Sanya returned to us. "The Luca Goers.. yuck, I hate those little pansies. Ronso Fangs all the way, ya!"
Ruka cheered happily. "Yeah! Go Ronso!" She stopped cheering for a moment, and seemed to contemplate on something before saying, "Hey! We should go too!"
Sanya looked confused for a moment, and then something seemed to dawn on her. "Yeah! We should!"
I looked to Oryon, and he shrugged, obviously as confused as I was. "Why?" I asked curiously.
Sanya grinned. "We want ya to meet Taira and Kiro. They're twin Ronso, and they're both brilliant blitzers. They're also the children of a certain Ronso ya already know." She winked and imitated Kimahri. "Kimahri devoted father. Kimahri teach children to kill fiends.. they not care.. they decide to play blitzball."
I chuckled. I'd never really imagined the solemn ex-guardian as a father.
"I wonder if there're any tickets left," Ruka said, standing on her tiptoes and trying to peer over at the stand set up in front of the gates.
Oryon smirked. "Most likely not. Look at the crowd." Sanya smiled jovially.
"No need to worry my friends! I'm a blitz player too, ya? I'll find a way to get us in," she said confidently, striding through the growing line in front of the arena as if she were a queen. Ruka giggled and Oryon shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Well? Are ya comin' or what, eh?"
"We're coming, don't worry," Ruka said, running forward. I looked to Oryon.
He smiled sarcastically. "After you, m'lady."
I made a small sound of mock indignity and followed Sanya's example. Oryon followed, striving to hold in his laughter.
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Sanya returned from the ticket booth with four tickets in her hands, smiling proudly. "The seats aren't all that great, but at least we get to go, ya?" She turned to me. "You'll like this, trust me." She handed me a ticket and skipped through the gate.
Ruka stared at the ticket and frowned. "She wasn't kidding when she said that these weren't very good seats. Section 4, Row 25.. we'll hardly be able to see them!"
Oryon observed his own ticket. "Just be glad that we got in. I heard Sanya talking to the salesman at the booth. They only have about fifty left."
"Yeah, I guess so," Ruka said, a bit sadly. "But, I guess we'll be able to see better at one of Sanya's games. She always gets us front row seats. It's awesome!" She cheered up instantly and bounced after her best friend.
Oryon sighed. "An entire blitzball game with three goofy girls. Somebody kill me before I subject myself to the horror."
I stuck my tongue out at him. "Oh come on! You can sit by me. I promise I won't be too goofy."
He lifted his eyes to the sky. "After seeing that shot you did in Besaid, you're either a blitzer or a fanatic wannabe, so I'm guessing you'll be just like the rest of them."
"You mean you don't cheer or anything?" I said, folding my arms across my chest.
He smiled lightly. "Not for the Fangs or the Goers. My favorite team is the Beasts, though since I'm now Sanya's 'friend', I'll cheer for the Aurochs too."
"That's better!" I said. I took his arm and led him through the crowd. "C'mon! I don't wanna miss anything!"
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The blitzball game made me feel incredibly excited and at home. I felt like I belonged in that stadium. The sounds of a crowd cheering crazily were slightly familiar to me, and at times of little action I would disappear into my mind, watching the lights that rushed through my brain and remembering the feeling of cold water against my skin as the other team swam around me. The Sphere Shot had provoked these thoughts in me before, and they had compiled themselves into a dream, but I hadn't paid much notice to it until then.
The Fangs scored for the third time that game and the announcer blared out, "Taira Ronso pulls off a Wither Shot on the goalie and scores once more for her team! The Fangs are really hot tonight, folks!"
The score was three to zero, with the Fangs, of course, in the lead. Sanya cheered wildly, and provoked a lady sitting near her into a fight as she shouted, "GO FANGS! MURDER THOSE LITTLE PANSIES!" The woman and Sanya fought loudly for a few moments until the Goers scored their first goal.
"The Goers' first goal of the game, short by Bickson!" the announcer exclaimed.
"Yeah! Take that," the Goers fan said to Sanya, sitting back down in her chair and folding her arms in a dignified way.
Sanya snorted. "Whatever. The Fangs're still winning, ya? One shot don't make a difference."
The woman seemed about to retort, but the buzzer blew for half time, and she just walked off with a small "hmph!"
Sanya watched the lady go, narrowed her dark eyes, and pursed her lips. "That woman had such an attitude! We're all entitled to our own opinions, ya? Oooh…"
Ruka interrupted her. "Let's go and get some snacks or something, okay? I don't know about you, but I'm hungry."
Oryon stood up and stretched as if he'd just woken up. "I'm for that idea."
Sanya pulled a purse out and counted her gil. "Lemme see.. I have enough left for all of us to get somethin'."
Ruka protested. "You don't have to pay. I've got money too."
"Likewise," Oryon said.
Sanya held up a hand. "Don't worry! My treat, ya? Pops will give me some more gil when we get back to the rest of the group."
"Okay," Ruka said reluctantly.
I didn't want to take Sanya's money either, but I didn't have a coin on me. If I'd ever had any, it had washed away into the sea before Wakka had found me and brought me in to the shore. I bit my tongue. I'd need some money sooner or later, but I wasn't quite sure where to get it.
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We walked into the cheery-looking café, hoping that we could eat before the game started up again. We sat around a small table and observed the menus.
"Hmm.. I want a cheeseburger. Something nice and quick, you know?" Ruka said, running her spiraled eyes up and down the menu.
"Sounds good," Oryon remarked.
The menu seemed completely new to me, aside from the few things I remembered clearly or already knew from my stay with Wakka and the trip on the Draconis. I was about to ask Sanya what, exactly, a shoopuf steak was, but before I could get the words out of my mouth a voice rang out loudly, "Yo, Sanya!"
A boy, with dark brown hair and nice green eyes approached the table. He was wearing a fancy looking outfit, as if he were in Luca on important business. He banged his hand down on the table and winked at her. "How ya been?"
She blushed. "Nathan! It's you!"
He grinned cheerfully. "Yup! Ya miss me?"
She smiled happily and gave him a big hug. "You bet!"
Oryon snorted, but kept his face hidden behind the menu as Sanya shot him a dirty look.
"So, Whatcha been up to, eh?" Nathan asked, giving her a small kiss in her dark hair.
Her face grew a shade redder than it had been. "Not much. The usual. You know, ya?"
He frowned. "I was hoping that I'd see you in a blitz game, but you haven't been in any of them. What's up?"
"Didn't ya hear? Besaid was attacked!" she said.
He looked a bit surprised. "Eh, I don't pay attention to the news much. I'm sorry to hear that, Sanya."
She smiled and her face grew into that of a lover in a very romantic situation. "It's okay. Not many people got hurt, ya? We were planning to move anyway."
Ruka and Oryon both had their faces concealed behind their menus, but I could see them both suppressing hysterical laughter as they listened to the couple talk. I didn't really understand what was so funny, so I just kept quiet and tried to find something to eat.
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Sorry for taking so long. ^_^;
Thank you for the reviews! You're all great! I'm on a favorites list! I can't believe it. ^_^
Chapter Twelve: The Beginning of a Much Needed Vacation
As we left the docking area I got my first sight of the blitzball stadium. It seemed to be that a game was just about to begin. People were lined up outside of the huge arena, all of them talking excitedly. I felt the strange, energetic feeling once more, and I wondered when I would be able to see my first blitzball match.
Sanya walked up to one of the people waiting in line and inquired on the two teams who were playing.
The woman smiled and replied, "Today it's the Luca Goers and the Ronso Fangs." The woman held a poster of a young man in her hands and she giggled childishly.
Sanya returned to us. "The Luca Goers.. yuck, I hate those little pansies. Ronso Fangs all the way, ya!"
Ruka cheered happily. "Yeah! Go Ronso!" She stopped cheering for a moment, and seemed to contemplate on something before saying, "Hey! We should go too!"
Sanya looked confused for a moment, and then something seemed to dawn on her. "Yeah! We should!"
I looked to Oryon, and he shrugged, obviously as confused as I was. "Why?" I asked curiously.
Sanya grinned. "We want ya to meet Taira and Kiro. They're twin Ronso, and they're both brilliant blitzers. They're also the children of a certain Ronso ya already know." She winked and imitated Kimahri. "Kimahri devoted father. Kimahri teach children to kill fiends.. they not care.. they decide to play blitzball."
I chuckled. I'd never really imagined the solemn ex-guardian as a father.
"I wonder if there're any tickets left," Ruka said, standing on her tiptoes and trying to peer over at the stand set up in front of the gates.
Oryon smirked. "Most likely not. Look at the crowd." Sanya smiled jovially.
"No need to worry my friends! I'm a blitz player too, ya? I'll find a way to get us in," she said confidently, striding through the growing line in front of the arena as if she were a queen. Ruka giggled and Oryon shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Well? Are ya comin' or what, eh?"
"We're coming, don't worry," Ruka said, running forward. I looked to Oryon.
He smiled sarcastically. "After you, m'lady."
I made a small sound of mock indignity and followed Sanya's example. Oryon followed, striving to hold in his laughter.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Sanya returned from the ticket booth with four tickets in her hands, smiling proudly. "The seats aren't all that great, but at least we get to go, ya?" She turned to me. "You'll like this, trust me." She handed me a ticket and skipped through the gate.
Ruka stared at the ticket and frowned. "She wasn't kidding when she said that these weren't very good seats. Section 4, Row 25.. we'll hardly be able to see them!"
Oryon observed his own ticket. "Just be glad that we got in. I heard Sanya talking to the salesman at the booth. They only have about fifty left."
"Yeah, I guess so," Ruka said, a bit sadly. "But, I guess we'll be able to see better at one of Sanya's games. She always gets us front row seats. It's awesome!" She cheered up instantly and bounced after her best friend.
Oryon sighed. "An entire blitzball game with three goofy girls. Somebody kill me before I subject myself to the horror."
I stuck my tongue out at him. "Oh come on! You can sit by me. I promise I won't be too goofy."
He lifted his eyes to the sky. "After seeing that shot you did in Besaid, you're either a blitzer or a fanatic wannabe, so I'm guessing you'll be just like the rest of them."
"You mean you don't cheer or anything?" I said, folding my arms across my chest.
He smiled lightly. "Not for the Fangs or the Goers. My favorite team is the Beasts, though since I'm now Sanya's 'friend', I'll cheer for the Aurochs too."
"That's better!" I said. I took his arm and led him through the crowd. "C'mon! I don't wanna miss anything!"
~*~*~*~*~*~
The blitzball game made me feel incredibly excited and at home. I felt like I belonged in that stadium. The sounds of a crowd cheering crazily were slightly familiar to me, and at times of little action I would disappear into my mind, watching the lights that rushed through my brain and remembering the feeling of cold water against my skin as the other team swam around me. The Sphere Shot had provoked these thoughts in me before, and they had compiled themselves into a dream, but I hadn't paid much notice to it until then.
The Fangs scored for the third time that game and the announcer blared out, "Taira Ronso pulls off a Wither Shot on the goalie and scores once more for her team! The Fangs are really hot tonight, folks!"
The score was three to zero, with the Fangs, of course, in the lead. Sanya cheered wildly, and provoked a lady sitting near her into a fight as she shouted, "GO FANGS! MURDER THOSE LITTLE PANSIES!" The woman and Sanya fought loudly for a few moments until the Goers scored their first goal.
"The Goers' first goal of the game, short by Bickson!" the announcer exclaimed.
"Yeah! Take that," the Goers fan said to Sanya, sitting back down in her chair and folding her arms in a dignified way.
Sanya snorted. "Whatever. The Fangs're still winning, ya? One shot don't make a difference."
The woman seemed about to retort, but the buzzer blew for half time, and she just walked off with a small "hmph!"
Sanya watched the lady go, narrowed her dark eyes, and pursed her lips. "That woman had such an attitude! We're all entitled to our own opinions, ya? Oooh…"
Ruka interrupted her. "Let's go and get some snacks or something, okay? I don't know about you, but I'm hungry."
Oryon stood up and stretched as if he'd just woken up. "I'm for that idea."
Sanya pulled a purse out and counted her gil. "Lemme see.. I have enough left for all of us to get somethin'."
Ruka protested. "You don't have to pay. I've got money too."
"Likewise," Oryon said.
Sanya held up a hand. "Don't worry! My treat, ya? Pops will give me some more gil when we get back to the rest of the group."
"Okay," Ruka said reluctantly.
I didn't want to take Sanya's money either, but I didn't have a coin on me. If I'd ever had any, it had washed away into the sea before Wakka had found me and brought me in to the shore. I bit my tongue. I'd need some money sooner or later, but I wasn't quite sure where to get it.
~*~*~*~*~*~
We walked into the cheery-looking café, hoping that we could eat before the game started up again. We sat around a small table and observed the menus.
"Hmm.. I want a cheeseburger. Something nice and quick, you know?" Ruka said, running her spiraled eyes up and down the menu.
"Sounds good," Oryon remarked.
The menu seemed completely new to me, aside from the few things I remembered clearly or already knew from my stay with Wakka and the trip on the Draconis. I was about to ask Sanya what, exactly, a shoopuf steak was, but before I could get the words out of my mouth a voice rang out loudly, "Yo, Sanya!"
A boy, with dark brown hair and nice green eyes approached the table. He was wearing a fancy looking outfit, as if he were in Luca on important business. He banged his hand down on the table and winked at her. "How ya been?"
She blushed. "Nathan! It's you!"
He grinned cheerfully. "Yup! Ya miss me?"
She smiled happily and gave him a big hug. "You bet!"
Oryon snorted, but kept his face hidden behind the menu as Sanya shot him a dirty look.
"So, Whatcha been up to, eh?" Nathan asked, giving her a small kiss in her dark hair.
Her face grew a shade redder than it had been. "Not much. The usual. You know, ya?"
He frowned. "I was hoping that I'd see you in a blitz game, but you haven't been in any of them. What's up?"
"Didn't ya hear? Besaid was attacked!" she said.
He looked a bit surprised. "Eh, I don't pay attention to the news much. I'm sorry to hear that, Sanya."
She smiled and her face grew into that of a lover in a very romantic situation. "It's okay. Not many people got hurt, ya? We were planning to move anyway."
Ruka and Oryon both had their faces concealed behind their menus, but I could see them both suppressing hysterical laughter as they listened to the couple talk. I didn't really understand what was so funny, so I just kept quiet and tried to find something to eat.
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