Disclaimer: I do not own FFX (though I wish I did ^^). FFX and all the
characters within it are property of Square Soft unless otherwise
mentioned. Raeva Huado is mine though. So please no sticky paws! Thankyou
very much.
A/N: I've had FFX for over a year now and absolutely adored it but never brought myself to write up a fanfic. Bwehehehe ^^ I never really had a favourite guy char. I just liked Wakka, Auron, and Seymour all about the same. Tidus was alright, but more 'meh' in my opinion. So, anywho. I just felt like plunking Wakka in my fanfic, so there ya go! I can't wait to toss in Raeva. I might have to wait until chapter 3, though. o.O -gasp!- That long? No, hehe, I'll try and put her in the next one, even though it might be a long chapter because of it. Reviews would be incredibly appreciated as well as C&C, flame if you want. I couldn't care less (why do people flame anyway? What's the point in reading a story you don't like and then spending even more time reviewing it?). And if you do C&C, feel free to mention anything I could or should fix. I won't take it personally and it always helps to have some constructive criticism. YAY! I'll stop rambling now ^^; Thanks for reading and once again, please review! (Please note that everything inside '~' are thoughts. So this means ~I am thinking this, not saying it out loud~)
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Chapter 1
The Ghosts In My Head
"Ugh!" Rikku sat up in a tangle of covers, brows furrowed downwards in her frustration. It was no use! She obviously wasn't going to be getting any sleep tonight. She lifted a hand to swipe blearily at one of her eyes, pushing away a lock of her hair. Maybe she just needed a glass of water...
With slow, quiet steps she made her way gingerly to the door, peeking around the corner and down the hallway which was all but pitch black. Nobody... Swallowing a giggle she tiptoed down the corridor, pausing before every door to make sure no one had woken up. All clear so far.
"So this is it?"
Rikku froze, biting down a startled yelp and stepping back up to the wall. Her heart was pounding in her ears and she opened her mouth to blurt out an apology when she realized that there was no one there. Curious now, she pressed her ear against the door of Lulu's room. Well, it was 'technically' Lulu's room, but everyone knew Wakka might as well move right in. None of the others ever said anything, just because the pair had tried so hard to keep their relationship private, but it was obvious... Either Lulu and Wakka thought everyone was blind when it came to their situation, or just wanted to believe it so badly they convinced themselves everyone couldn't possibly have any idea. Either way, Rikku couldn't help being a little inquisitive. They kept everything between them so top secret it made her want to listen even more... If only just to see what it was about them they wanted to keep to themselves.
~You're being nosy, Rikku~, she chastised herself. Despite it, she kept herself at the doorway, trying to keep as still as possible.
Wakka's voice drifted through the wooden door. "This is it..."
"It's not your fault, Wakka." Lulu's voice quavered in a way Rikku hadn't even thought the elder woman possible of as she was so somber all the time. So collected. Rikku had always wanted that composure, even if she never admitted it.
"It's not yours either! I just can't keep pretending, ya? I can't let you keep pretending..."
A silence passed between them before Lulu spoke again. Her tone was steadier. "I couldn't help myself. You were just so much the same... I missed him! And you missed him! It just fit at the time!"
Rikku heard muffled footsteps and Wakka's voice again. "S'okay, Lu... I know."
It only then dawned on Rikku, who had been absorbed in trying to figure out what they were discussing that this was a very private conversation. Something she would catch major hell for if anyone found out she was listening. Her instincts told her to run back to her room and stay there, but she couldn't bring her feet to follow instructions.
"I'm sorry... But-" Lulu's voice faltered and she paused to control herself. "But I think it's better we ended it now..."
"Ya... Probably is. We did have some fun though, ya?"
A weak laugh was heard. "We did..."
Then the voices became too low for Rikku to distinguish. She scowled and pressed herself closer to the door, straining to hear the words they were saying. She shut her eyes tight, plugging her other ear. "Come on..." She muttered in frustration.
"Goodbye, Wakka."
"'Bye, Lu..."
Rikku's optics shot open and her breath caught in her throat as Wakka's voice sounded just beyond the door. She scrambled back in a panic, looking around for a place to hide as the door handle turned.
A hand shot out from the shadows, covering her mouth and she was pulled roughly back against the wall just as Wakka, barely discernable in the darkness, quietly slipped from Lulu's room and made his way back down the hallway, shoulders slumped and feet dragging. As soon as he closed his own door Rikku jumped away from Kihmari who was still flattened against the wall, his dark pelt camouflaged perfectly. His gaze was condescending.
Rikku gagged and spat a mouthful of fur onto the floor, brushing it off of her pajamas. She busied herself with this in order to avoid looking at him. His penetrating glare eventually made her look up, cowering sheepishly.
"Sorry...?"
The narrowing of his pupils notified her that this was not an adequate answer. He put a hand on her shoulder and led her into the kitchen, lighting one of the numerous lanterns. A gesture was given to a seat and Rikku complied, fiddling with a spoon on the table.
"I was just going to get a drink and I heard them talking and then I got caught up and I forgot that I shouldn't be listening and I didn't think-"
Kihmari gave a low growl and Rikku shut up quickly, putting an end to her ramblings. "Kihmari say nothing... Not right to speak of."
Rikku quailed under his glare, wincing as he continued.
"You say nothing, either... Agreed?"
A smile lit Rikku's face and she leapt to her feet. She tackled Kihmari, though he barely shifted his weight, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou! I won't say a word I promise! Thanks again, Kihmari." She jumped back and scurried to a cupboard, pulling out a glass and filling it with tap water. "I'll just head back to my room now and-"
She turned around to find herself face to face with Kihmari. "Rikku... doesn't... spy..." His husky voice accentuated each word firmly and Rikku nodded, cringing.
"Never, ever again. I swear."
The Ronso nodded, grudgingly and stepped back out into the darkness of the hallway, immediately lost in the shadows. Rikku released her breath in a sigh of relief. She'd thought for sure that she was done for. ~Wonder what he would've said if it was Yuna's room...~ She stifled a giggle and loped back into the hallway, blowing out the kitchen lantern behind her. It didn't matter whether or not she fell asleep now, she had a lot to think about...
The pair of burnt golden optics watched the sprightly femme carefully. It was only after the door closed behind her and she was decidedly in her room Kihmari slipped out from the shadows. He paused once outside her room, listening closely. Hearing nothing but a rustle of covers as she settled into bed he skulked back into his own quarters, tail swishing silently behind him.
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Wakka slumped down into a chair, kicking his blitzball at the wall in a venting of helpless frustration. "Dammit..." His face twisted into a grimace and he leaned back into the cushions, staring up at the ceiling.
When Chappu died, Wakka hadn't known what to do. The world just sort of collapsed on itself. He hated himself for letting Chappu go! He hated Chappu for not listening to him! He hated him for dying! He hated everyone else for saying that things would get better! For saying that he'd get over it and move on. What right did they have to say that? Had someone they loved been snuffed out of existence? No... They couldn't understand.
And then there had been Lulu. Out of everyone else she was the only one-- the only one!--who could even begin to understand the void that Chappu left when he died. He'd needed her. He couldn't deal with it on his own. And he knew she'd needed him. To vent, to cry, to rage. Just to have someone there... It had been so easy just to let himself believe that it was love. Why complicate things? It worked to say that; to believe that. But he knew it wasn't the truth.
How long had they been together? God, he didn't want to think about it... They were never really even together. They both just wanted someone to lean on, a body to hold onto at night when everything seemed like too much to take. But as much as it helped, it hurt. Whenever he was with her, he knew that she grieved for Chappu like he did and that comforted him. He wasn't alone. But every time he looked at her, he thought of Chappu. It brought everything right back to hit him again.
Just like he'd never really loved her that way, she'd never really loved him. When she looked at him she saw Chappu. And she was drawn to that. Maybe she wanted to believe he was Chappu; to be able to wake up in the middle of the night and think that he was there beside her. Maybe she just wanted to cling to the memories... Either way. It just wasn't worth it. Why draw out the pain? They both needed to move on. Wakka knew he'd never really move on from Chappu. He didn't want to! He'd died before he let himself forget. But there was a difference between forgetting, and coming to terms. Wakka needed to come to terms...
It was a lie to say Wakka didn't love Lulu at all. He just loved her differently. As a friend, as a confidant. But not as a lover... He wished the best for her. If she could move on from Chappu, then he knew he could too...
The Auroch groaned and leaned forward, placing his head in his hands. There were so many ghosts floating around in his head. Things he wished he'd done. Things he wished he could take back. "You're pretty damned messed up, ya..." He muttered to himself and stood, stretching upwards. Why was he still dwelling on the bad things? They had so many things to be thankful for! Sin was gone, Yuna was alive, and Tidus and Auron had been granted a second chance for defeating Yevon. Actually, forget the Yevon part... Wakka still hadn't quite gotten over the fact that the religion he had believed in so strongly had been such a load of bull... Yuna was still strong in her faiths. She believed that there had always been a God; the Weaver at the loom or something. And he controlled the fates and wove the threads of life. It sounded all well and good and Wakka knew that Yuna needed the foundation of religion to feel complete, so he had nothing against this. He was just still too cut up over losing his own too think about that kind of stuff right now.
Still, Tidus and Auron were back... Just like that. It'd been maybe a few months since they'd 'died'--Wakka didn't really consider it dying--and then they'd just showed up on the beach. Didn't know what they were doing there, didn't remember a thing. Oddly enough they knew everyone. And if you talked about something, like Auron meeting Braska, or Tidus teaching Yuna to whistle, they knew. They just couldn't think of it until someone brought it up. Like amnesia with keywords. You say the right thing and it all comes back.
~If Yevon or the Weaver or whoever the hell runs this damn universe brought Tidus and Auron back, why couldn't he have brought back Chappu? ~
Wakka tensed, and made himself lie back in bed. His own bed. It was almost unfamiliar after spending so many nights in Lulu's, but kind of comfortable in it's own regard. It was roomy, anyway... Tidus and Auron helped defeat Sin. They saved everyone... They deserved it. ~Didn't Chappu?~ Chappu did! Things just don't always work out the way you want them to... Simple as that...
Well, some things did. Wakka had, after Yuna had finished her pilgrimage, rejoined the Besaid Aurochs. Jassu had been eager to give him back his title as Captain, but Wakka had denied it. He loved the game for the game. He didn't want to be in a position of pressure. He just wanted to play. Jassu had reluctantly kept his position. There had been a point in which Tidus had been considered for Captain, but the three of them had mutually agreed that until he was fully up to speed and accustomed to being alive again, Jassu might as well keep his place. They had decided, however, that if a player good enough came along, they could be recruited and claim the position of captain so long as decisions regarding the team were discussed with Wakka and Jassu first. Regardless of not bearing the title officially, Jassu still conferred closely with Wakka when it came to big decisions. And Wakka couldn't say he didn't like keeping tabs on his team.
So, yeah, some things do work out the way you want them to. Not everything but some things. And Yuna was happier than he'd ever seen her. With Tidus back and Sin defeated she was ecstatic. He tried not to look too much into their relationship. He was still a bit over-protective of Yuna. She was his sister in every way that mattered to him. He'd rather turn a blind eye to the fact that they shared a room at night. He preferred not to think about things like that when it came to Yuna.
Was Yuna okay with him and Lulu? He'd never thought about it. He and Lulu had kept pretty quiet about it, and been purposefully oblivious when anyone started on the subject. He knew that everyone else must have had at least an idea though. Yuna, he thought, had probably not cared. If it made him happy, then she wouldn't see a problem. Yuna was like that. It was a good trait, that easy-going compassion. He hoped she never lost it. Regardless of whether or not he really had been happy it was good to know that Yuna would be okay with whatever he decided.
She wasn't always. If something really got to her, she spoke her mind. Like when he'd given Rikku such a hard time. He regretted it now. She was a good kid. It had taken him awhile to come around but when he had, he'd started to like her. Sort of like a little mini Yuna. An overly hyper, enthusiastic, loud and Al Bhed Yuna... Then again, Rikku and Yuna couldn't really be put in the same category. For all they had in common, they were still worlds apart.
He chuckled, scratching his chin with a hand. She was a funny one, Rikku was... He definitely liked her. He needed to be more open to people. Too much stereotyping... ~No more judging people, Wakka. No more...~ He made a mental resolution to be less critical, inwardly bolstered at the thought of a challenge. He craved challenges. They tried you in body and mind. And if you had good intentions, you were all the better for them. They gave you something to strive towards, and Yevon--no, Yevon didn't exist for him anymore--the fates (yeah, that'll work for him) know that he'd take any distraction he could get.
He had no idea just how difficult a challenge he was up for...
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A/N: And it's done! -takes a bow- see any grammar/spelling/punctuation mistakes? I read through it about a bazillion times but if it still needs work tell me in your review (assuming you're going to review -hint hint nudge nudge- ^^) and I'll change it as quick as I can. Thanks again. Any questions you have that you don't want/forget/are too lazy to (in my case that'd be the one) add in a review you can e-mail to me. Thanks again!
A/N: I've had FFX for over a year now and absolutely adored it but never brought myself to write up a fanfic. Bwehehehe ^^ I never really had a favourite guy char. I just liked Wakka, Auron, and Seymour all about the same. Tidus was alright, but more 'meh' in my opinion. So, anywho. I just felt like plunking Wakka in my fanfic, so there ya go! I can't wait to toss in Raeva. I might have to wait until chapter 3, though. o.O -gasp!- That long? No, hehe, I'll try and put her in the next one, even though it might be a long chapter because of it. Reviews would be incredibly appreciated as well as C&C, flame if you want. I couldn't care less (why do people flame anyway? What's the point in reading a story you don't like and then spending even more time reviewing it?). And if you do C&C, feel free to mention anything I could or should fix. I won't take it personally and it always helps to have some constructive criticism. YAY! I'll stop rambling now ^^; Thanks for reading and once again, please review! (Please note that everything inside '~' are thoughts. So this means ~I am thinking this, not saying it out loud~)
--Mystix
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Chapter 1
The Ghosts In My Head
"Ugh!" Rikku sat up in a tangle of covers, brows furrowed downwards in her frustration. It was no use! She obviously wasn't going to be getting any sleep tonight. She lifted a hand to swipe blearily at one of her eyes, pushing away a lock of her hair. Maybe she just needed a glass of water...
With slow, quiet steps she made her way gingerly to the door, peeking around the corner and down the hallway which was all but pitch black. Nobody... Swallowing a giggle she tiptoed down the corridor, pausing before every door to make sure no one had woken up. All clear so far.
"So this is it?"
Rikku froze, biting down a startled yelp and stepping back up to the wall. Her heart was pounding in her ears and she opened her mouth to blurt out an apology when she realized that there was no one there. Curious now, she pressed her ear against the door of Lulu's room. Well, it was 'technically' Lulu's room, but everyone knew Wakka might as well move right in. None of the others ever said anything, just because the pair had tried so hard to keep their relationship private, but it was obvious... Either Lulu and Wakka thought everyone was blind when it came to their situation, or just wanted to believe it so badly they convinced themselves everyone couldn't possibly have any idea. Either way, Rikku couldn't help being a little inquisitive. They kept everything between them so top secret it made her want to listen even more... If only just to see what it was about them they wanted to keep to themselves.
~You're being nosy, Rikku~, she chastised herself. Despite it, she kept herself at the doorway, trying to keep as still as possible.
Wakka's voice drifted through the wooden door. "This is it..."
"It's not your fault, Wakka." Lulu's voice quavered in a way Rikku hadn't even thought the elder woman possible of as she was so somber all the time. So collected. Rikku had always wanted that composure, even if she never admitted it.
"It's not yours either! I just can't keep pretending, ya? I can't let you keep pretending..."
A silence passed between them before Lulu spoke again. Her tone was steadier. "I couldn't help myself. You were just so much the same... I missed him! And you missed him! It just fit at the time!"
Rikku heard muffled footsteps and Wakka's voice again. "S'okay, Lu... I know."
It only then dawned on Rikku, who had been absorbed in trying to figure out what they were discussing that this was a very private conversation. Something she would catch major hell for if anyone found out she was listening. Her instincts told her to run back to her room and stay there, but she couldn't bring her feet to follow instructions.
"I'm sorry... But-" Lulu's voice faltered and she paused to control herself. "But I think it's better we ended it now..."
"Ya... Probably is. We did have some fun though, ya?"
A weak laugh was heard. "We did..."
Then the voices became too low for Rikku to distinguish. She scowled and pressed herself closer to the door, straining to hear the words they were saying. She shut her eyes tight, plugging her other ear. "Come on..." She muttered in frustration.
"Goodbye, Wakka."
"'Bye, Lu..."
Rikku's optics shot open and her breath caught in her throat as Wakka's voice sounded just beyond the door. She scrambled back in a panic, looking around for a place to hide as the door handle turned.
A hand shot out from the shadows, covering her mouth and she was pulled roughly back against the wall just as Wakka, barely discernable in the darkness, quietly slipped from Lulu's room and made his way back down the hallway, shoulders slumped and feet dragging. As soon as he closed his own door Rikku jumped away from Kihmari who was still flattened against the wall, his dark pelt camouflaged perfectly. His gaze was condescending.
Rikku gagged and spat a mouthful of fur onto the floor, brushing it off of her pajamas. She busied herself with this in order to avoid looking at him. His penetrating glare eventually made her look up, cowering sheepishly.
"Sorry...?"
The narrowing of his pupils notified her that this was not an adequate answer. He put a hand on her shoulder and led her into the kitchen, lighting one of the numerous lanterns. A gesture was given to a seat and Rikku complied, fiddling with a spoon on the table.
"I was just going to get a drink and I heard them talking and then I got caught up and I forgot that I shouldn't be listening and I didn't think-"
Kihmari gave a low growl and Rikku shut up quickly, putting an end to her ramblings. "Kihmari say nothing... Not right to speak of."
Rikku quailed under his glare, wincing as he continued.
"You say nothing, either... Agreed?"
A smile lit Rikku's face and she leapt to her feet. She tackled Kihmari, though he barely shifted his weight, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou! I won't say a word I promise! Thanks again, Kihmari." She jumped back and scurried to a cupboard, pulling out a glass and filling it with tap water. "I'll just head back to my room now and-"
She turned around to find herself face to face with Kihmari. "Rikku... doesn't... spy..." His husky voice accentuated each word firmly and Rikku nodded, cringing.
"Never, ever again. I swear."
The Ronso nodded, grudgingly and stepped back out into the darkness of the hallway, immediately lost in the shadows. Rikku released her breath in a sigh of relief. She'd thought for sure that she was done for. ~Wonder what he would've said if it was Yuna's room...~ She stifled a giggle and loped back into the hallway, blowing out the kitchen lantern behind her. It didn't matter whether or not she fell asleep now, she had a lot to think about...
The pair of burnt golden optics watched the sprightly femme carefully. It was only after the door closed behind her and she was decidedly in her room Kihmari slipped out from the shadows. He paused once outside her room, listening closely. Hearing nothing but a rustle of covers as she settled into bed he skulked back into his own quarters, tail swishing silently behind him.
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Wakka slumped down into a chair, kicking his blitzball at the wall in a venting of helpless frustration. "Dammit..." His face twisted into a grimace and he leaned back into the cushions, staring up at the ceiling.
When Chappu died, Wakka hadn't known what to do. The world just sort of collapsed on itself. He hated himself for letting Chappu go! He hated Chappu for not listening to him! He hated him for dying! He hated everyone else for saying that things would get better! For saying that he'd get over it and move on. What right did they have to say that? Had someone they loved been snuffed out of existence? No... They couldn't understand.
And then there had been Lulu. Out of everyone else she was the only one-- the only one!--who could even begin to understand the void that Chappu left when he died. He'd needed her. He couldn't deal with it on his own. And he knew she'd needed him. To vent, to cry, to rage. Just to have someone there... It had been so easy just to let himself believe that it was love. Why complicate things? It worked to say that; to believe that. But he knew it wasn't the truth.
How long had they been together? God, he didn't want to think about it... They were never really even together. They both just wanted someone to lean on, a body to hold onto at night when everything seemed like too much to take. But as much as it helped, it hurt. Whenever he was with her, he knew that she grieved for Chappu like he did and that comforted him. He wasn't alone. But every time he looked at her, he thought of Chappu. It brought everything right back to hit him again.
Just like he'd never really loved her that way, she'd never really loved him. When she looked at him she saw Chappu. And she was drawn to that. Maybe she wanted to believe he was Chappu; to be able to wake up in the middle of the night and think that he was there beside her. Maybe she just wanted to cling to the memories... Either way. It just wasn't worth it. Why draw out the pain? They both needed to move on. Wakka knew he'd never really move on from Chappu. He didn't want to! He'd died before he let himself forget. But there was a difference between forgetting, and coming to terms. Wakka needed to come to terms...
It was a lie to say Wakka didn't love Lulu at all. He just loved her differently. As a friend, as a confidant. But not as a lover... He wished the best for her. If she could move on from Chappu, then he knew he could too...
The Auroch groaned and leaned forward, placing his head in his hands. There were so many ghosts floating around in his head. Things he wished he'd done. Things he wished he could take back. "You're pretty damned messed up, ya..." He muttered to himself and stood, stretching upwards. Why was he still dwelling on the bad things? They had so many things to be thankful for! Sin was gone, Yuna was alive, and Tidus and Auron had been granted a second chance for defeating Yevon. Actually, forget the Yevon part... Wakka still hadn't quite gotten over the fact that the religion he had believed in so strongly had been such a load of bull... Yuna was still strong in her faiths. She believed that there had always been a God; the Weaver at the loom or something. And he controlled the fates and wove the threads of life. It sounded all well and good and Wakka knew that Yuna needed the foundation of religion to feel complete, so he had nothing against this. He was just still too cut up over losing his own too think about that kind of stuff right now.
Still, Tidus and Auron were back... Just like that. It'd been maybe a few months since they'd 'died'--Wakka didn't really consider it dying--and then they'd just showed up on the beach. Didn't know what they were doing there, didn't remember a thing. Oddly enough they knew everyone. And if you talked about something, like Auron meeting Braska, or Tidus teaching Yuna to whistle, they knew. They just couldn't think of it until someone brought it up. Like amnesia with keywords. You say the right thing and it all comes back.
~If Yevon or the Weaver or whoever the hell runs this damn universe brought Tidus and Auron back, why couldn't he have brought back Chappu? ~
Wakka tensed, and made himself lie back in bed. His own bed. It was almost unfamiliar after spending so many nights in Lulu's, but kind of comfortable in it's own regard. It was roomy, anyway... Tidus and Auron helped defeat Sin. They saved everyone... They deserved it. ~Didn't Chappu?~ Chappu did! Things just don't always work out the way you want them to... Simple as that...
Well, some things did. Wakka had, after Yuna had finished her pilgrimage, rejoined the Besaid Aurochs. Jassu had been eager to give him back his title as Captain, but Wakka had denied it. He loved the game for the game. He didn't want to be in a position of pressure. He just wanted to play. Jassu had reluctantly kept his position. There had been a point in which Tidus had been considered for Captain, but the three of them had mutually agreed that until he was fully up to speed and accustomed to being alive again, Jassu might as well keep his place. They had decided, however, that if a player good enough came along, they could be recruited and claim the position of captain so long as decisions regarding the team were discussed with Wakka and Jassu first. Regardless of not bearing the title officially, Jassu still conferred closely with Wakka when it came to big decisions. And Wakka couldn't say he didn't like keeping tabs on his team.
So, yeah, some things do work out the way you want them to. Not everything but some things. And Yuna was happier than he'd ever seen her. With Tidus back and Sin defeated she was ecstatic. He tried not to look too much into their relationship. He was still a bit over-protective of Yuna. She was his sister in every way that mattered to him. He'd rather turn a blind eye to the fact that they shared a room at night. He preferred not to think about things like that when it came to Yuna.
Was Yuna okay with him and Lulu? He'd never thought about it. He and Lulu had kept pretty quiet about it, and been purposefully oblivious when anyone started on the subject. He knew that everyone else must have had at least an idea though. Yuna, he thought, had probably not cared. If it made him happy, then she wouldn't see a problem. Yuna was like that. It was a good trait, that easy-going compassion. He hoped she never lost it. Regardless of whether or not he really had been happy it was good to know that Yuna would be okay with whatever he decided.
She wasn't always. If something really got to her, she spoke her mind. Like when he'd given Rikku such a hard time. He regretted it now. She was a good kid. It had taken him awhile to come around but when he had, he'd started to like her. Sort of like a little mini Yuna. An overly hyper, enthusiastic, loud and Al Bhed Yuna... Then again, Rikku and Yuna couldn't really be put in the same category. For all they had in common, they were still worlds apart.
He chuckled, scratching his chin with a hand. She was a funny one, Rikku was... He definitely liked her. He needed to be more open to people. Too much stereotyping... ~No more judging people, Wakka. No more...~ He made a mental resolution to be less critical, inwardly bolstered at the thought of a challenge. He craved challenges. They tried you in body and mind. And if you had good intentions, you were all the better for them. They gave you something to strive towards, and Yevon--no, Yevon didn't exist for him anymore--the fates (yeah, that'll work for him) know that he'd take any distraction he could get.
He had no idea just how difficult a challenge he was up for...
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A/N: And it's done! -takes a bow- see any grammar/spelling/punctuation mistakes? I read through it about a bazillion times but if it still needs work tell me in your review (assuming you're going to review -hint hint nudge nudge- ^^) and I'll change it as quick as I can. Thanks again. Any questions you have that you don't want/forget/are too lazy to (in my case that'd be the one) add in a review you can e-mail to me. Thanks again!