Hi! (I feel stupid) Welcome to the wonderful world of my fanfic (or not…). If you read the title, (you probably did) you would see that it's called Reaquaintance (hope I spelled that right.). This is just the prologue, so enjoy it for now, until the next time I update (which will be… when, exactly? In two years?) This is actually my first fanfic that I decided to show anyone. Hope you like it.
I own nothing. I'm that poor. Oh, and the pickles? They belong to Wakka.
Oh! Thought key:
** - Tidus
// - Yuna
^^ - Lulu
## - Cid
&& - Rikku
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Reaquaintance
Prologue – A World of New, A World of Old
Tidus swam in one direction, not aware of what he was swimming toward. He felt like there was something very important in the direction he was headed.
*This is strange. I'm swimming, but I'm sure whether I'm swimming up, down or sideways. And this stuff I'm swimming in doesn't feel like water. Where am I?*
Then he saw a light, and swam towards it; sure that it was the surface of whatever body of liquid he was in. His assumption proved wrong.
He found himself in on one side of a glass panel. On the other side, he was surprised to see, was his house in Zanarkand. He panicked, and punched the glass with his fist, no having any effect. Suddenly, a figure appeared next to him. Tidus didn't recognize it at all.
At first glance, it appeared to be a large white lioness, but after a short moment, Tidus noticed that it looked like a type of fiend that he had seen a lot in Spira, a Coeurl. Then it spoke, without moving its mouth.
"They have made a grave mistake in their calculations. Sin may be dead forever, but what of the problems that had been covered up by the problem of sin? These must be solved, else Spira will perish with it's own worst enemy," It said to him.
Tidus could only stare at it, speechless.
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Yuna sat on the beach in Besaid, with her knees drawn into her chest. She sighed, looking out at the quiet waves lapping at the gold-white sand. Wakka stood behind her, rambling on about the how he was rejoining the Besaid Aurochs, taking the place that Tidus had held for a time. But Yuna wasn't listening.
"Just wish I coulda gotten Tidus to teach me that Jecht Shot before he left, ya? Yuna, you listenin'? "
"Wakka, do you think we'll ever see him again?"
"Yuna…" Wakka said, than sighed. "I don't know." He walked away.
Lulu watched the see from the dock, and walked up to Yuna. "Yuna, listen to me. I have no idea where he is or what happened to him, whether he's dead, alive, or what. Most people don't even believe he existed. We kept no proof of it. Who would have thought to?" She told her.
Yuna couldn't say anything. She had known what Lulu had just told her, but she just couldn't accept it. She had fallen in love with him, for the short time he was there. Why did he go?
/He was only here for a little while, but I still don't understand. Did I do something? No, that's not it. It couldn't be that. He wasn't an unsent, he would have been sent along with everything else… but, what?/
Lulu looked at Yuna, sadly
^She's been like this for the past 3 days… Why did I convince her to give that speech? I thought it would make her feel better about it. But she still sits out here all the time, and every morning she goes out to that dock and whistles for hours. I wish I could give her some answers.^
Dusk was setting on the small island. The sky was lit in brilliant shades of red, orange, and blue, covering the horizon like a vast canvas. Pyreflies danced just above the water, weaving within one another, and farther away.
"Yuna," Lulu said. "I think it's time to start heading back to the village. You should get some sleep."
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Rikku stood on the bridge of Cid's airship, looking down at Spira. Cid stood behind, solemnly watching Rikku. She had changed so much since Home was destroyed, but she was just as lively and enthusiastic about most things.
#So much has been on her mind lately. I don't know whether to console her or leave her alone. Her mother was always the best at these things, not me. I wanted this airship so I could find her, but now that might not be such a good idea. Rikku thinks she's dead, so does everyone else. I was the only one she told.#
Lately he had been searching for a place to call their Home again. It wouldn't be the same as the one he had built years ago on Bikanel. It seem like such a long time ago, those few short years…
"Dad, look. That island's about the right size, isn't it?" Rikku turned around to look at Cid, and was surprised to see him crying, his face in his hand, sobbing softly. She had no idea how to react, her father had never cried in front of her. She slowly slipped of the deck and back inside. She needed to think.
&He's crying… Of course. How much longer until everyone cries? I used to think that if I could be really happy, everyone else would, too. But… I can't take away his sadness. I don't know what to do anymore. Does anyone know what to do?&