Caught
She drew him closer into her, never wanting to loose contact with his soft lips. It was right, oh so right… he
had been so gentle with her, she wondered if he was…
"Cid?"
"yeah, he smiled lazily at her, playing with her long satin hair. "What is it?"
"I, erm, wondered… how many have there been? Before me?"
He laughed at her, turning her onto her back. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you"
"That many!"
He laughed again, even deeper this time. "No! I… You're my first, Ultie." he sighed, holding her closer. "you
may not want to believe me, but it's true. Ask my family!" he joked, turning to get out of the bed. "They were
beginning to worry about me!"
She laughed and kissed him again, letting herself enjoy it without feeling nervous. He wrapped her in his
arms, and held her tight…
"Excuse us for interrupting!"
Ultie jumped up, only to see her parents standing at her doorway. Her fathers face blazed with anger… but
she noticed her mother was standing behind him, smiling quite sweetly.
"Dad, I-"
"Don't you start with me! We leave you for two days and come back to find you in bed with a Leonheart, of
all people! You!" He shouted, pointing at the blushed boy. "Get OUT of my house! And I don't want you
back, you understand!"
Cid leapt out of Seifers way, mumbling apologies constantly. Aadeane winked at her blushing daughter,
and followed the petrified man out of the room. Seifer glared at his daughter as Aadeane tried to call the
young man back. Suddenly he turned away and walked out of the room.
Aadeane met with him at the bottom of the stairs, just as Cid had shut the door behind him. She stifled a
laugh as she saw him smile slyly.
"You remember when I almost got kicked out of Garden?" she grimaced, bringing him closer to her as she
recollected their past.
He held her close. "Yeah… the night you asked me to be your knight…"
"Behind the orchids in the Quad…"
"What's the betting that Leonheart's gonna tell his son about that!"
They laughed loudly, hushing each other in case Ultimecia could hear. Seifer looked into her soft eyes and
ran his fingers through her white curls.
"Aidy? I just had an idea"
"What was it?"
"…Do you wanna get married?"
She drew him closer into her, even though she wept at what she was doing. She couldn't stop, not now…
they had past all barriers already.
He turned to her as she cried next to him. He could not speak; the whole horror of what they had just done
was beginning to sink in…
"Do not weep, dearest daughter, you have done nothing wrong…"
Will you never cease?
"He is not your brother, Mecia. He is the one destined to be your knight. He will protect you forever, if you
let him…"
Cid watched her intently as she frowned to herself. He wished it was less painful for her, physically and
emotionally… he loved her so…
She flinched away as he touched her. Hyne, why were they born into this? Why could they not be happy in
their love?
She wept loudly and sunk into the security of his arms. He buried her in kisses and whispered softly to her.
"You are my only love…always. No others shall come past you in my affection. I promise you…"
She turned to his perfect face and smiled at him. "I… I know that, it is one of the only things I am sure of in this
life…"
She kissed him deeply, for a moment not caring about the outside world…
"Oh Hyne, no…!"
Mecia tensed up. No… she knew that voice…
Cid launched out of bed. "Yuna! Wait!"
But she had already gone…
"It didn't happen. I didn't see it. I couldn't have…"
Yuna spoke to herself repetitively. They couldn't have been… that was wrong…
Then what were they doing? Having a nap? Was it a brotherly kiss he planted on her lips?
She could not convince herself either way… Hyne, why this? When her family's problems finally seemed
resolved… And it was so very wrong…
She pulled on a jacket and left her house of sin. She strolled out of the back entrance of the presidential
palace, walking through the crowded streets of Deling City. People greeted her from every angle; she
wondered how they would look on her if they knew… so many people who looked to the presidential family…
her mother, the fair sorceress, her father, the president of Esthar also… they had united to countries who
had torn each other apart by war… they were the most popular family in the world; especially since they had
granted Timber independence and rebuilt Trabia Garden… what could this do to them…?
She ran out of the crowds down a secluded walkway… she found a bench and sat, tears rolling down her
face.
"Why are you crying, Miss Leonheart?"
She looked up to see a rugged man in his fifties looking down at her. He was a sorry sight; his clothes were
torn, his hair was long and unkempt, his face was unshaved and bore many battle scars. Must have been a
fallen victim of the Sorceress wars. Yet she could not look down at him.. Not when things were as bad as
they were.
"Oh, just silly problems! Will you sit?" she gestured, her impeccable manners still not failing her. He
accepted and continued at her. "Would they be problems with your younger sister? Ultimecia, is it?"
Yuna could not believe what she was hearing. "Why, yes, but how did you-"
"I can only tell you once, Miss Leonheart, but she is a danger to the world. Get out whilst you can."
Get out-
"She will be the most dangerous being ever known. I cannot tell you the full extent of the horror she will
unleash. Just be wary of it."
Yuna could not believe it. Dangerous? Mecia? She was her darling little Sis, her best friend, how could she
be a danger?
In the swirl of thoughts she noticed that she had left the man sitting on the bench… it did not matter though…
not with the full extent of matters. Who cared if she had forgotten her manners for that moment? Any person
would forgive her if they knew…
That was what she feared most. The day that others found out. It was inevitable someone would someday…
but what could she say or do that would make it better? There would be nothing to do… nothing can make a
thing that sinful go away…
She lent onto the side of the bridge, looking at the peaceful, tranquil waters of the canal beneath her.
There was no escape…
He wondered why she had run of so quickly. Little Yuna… he remembered her when she was just a baby in
the arms of her mother… he doubted she remembered him, especially now he had lost all of his wealth and
prowess. He was just another one of the fallen; a homeless drunkard… no family, no friends since his posse
had dismantled over thirty years ago… and no lover, not since…
He shuddered at the very memory of it… so much would have been different if he had just gone after her…
Ellone would have not have been killed by Odine for knowing too much, Raijin would not have gone into
seclusion, he would have a family, a future, a purpose…
His daughter.
Yes, Ultimecia would be his. Maybe he could have prevented all of this… this hatred and pain that haunted
all of them. If Ellone had lived, then the power of the memory would have been restored to those who fought
with GF's… Rinoa and Squall would have remembered their great battle… maybe then they could have done
something…
Life was full of what ifs. There was nothing he could do now. He looked up to the sky… somewhere out
there was the only thing he had ever loved. He sat back down on the bench, rubbing the long scar on his
face…
It was far too late for all of them.
She had not moved from the spot. No escape… or was there? "Get out while you can" he had told her. At
what cost?
She could see no way out. The people would discover it… there would be nothing left for her… no seclusion,
no peace. And what did he say about her being the most dangerous being ever known? How could she
stand by and see that happen?
She gazed down into the silver moonlit waters again. The peace she saw in them surpassed anything she
had ever seen or felt before… maybe if she…
She stepped over the edge, and felt a clarity inside her that she had never felt before. She breathed out for
the last time smiling, and plunged into the waters bellow…