When I Met You…
—Rikku
You were just the cutest little thing I'd ever seen in my life. I don't remember what I felt more when Yunie asked me to be your godmother—scared that I'd somehow screw you up or so thrilled to be godmother to such a precious child.
I hope it was the second.
I first saw you when you were a couple of months old—damn work wouldn't let me come for your birth. I couldn't have been more frustrated. I'd been waiting for months for you to come into the world—ever since I found out Yunie was pregnant with you, in fact. I was so happy—a little Tidus to chase around.
And then I found out you were a girl. It surprised me to begin with, I'll admit. I was expecting a boy, since the father was none other than Mr. Blitzer himself. But it was okay; now I got to the chance to chase around a little screaming Yunie.
Boy, was I wrong.
When I got my first glimpse of you, you were sitting jovially on the floor playing with a Blitzball—and I nearly fainted.
There you were—a perfect little blond baby Tidus—until you looked up. You had Yunie's eyes: one really deep blue eye that matched the color Prussian perfectly and the other, bright sea-green eye that marked you as part Al Bhed.
Gosh, you were gorgeous.
You smiled at me with a few teeth and batted the ball in my general direction. Near bursting with bliss, I gently pushed it back to you and you giggled like mad. For an hour the two of sat across from each other on the floor, the blitzball rolling back and forth between us while Yunie looked on, obviously thinking just how perfect you were—Moms are like that, you'll see.
But I couldn't blame her; you were her final gift Tidus—and the most precious gift anyone could ever receive. You were her life's purpose now.
I remember the first time I held you. You were so sleepy and couldn't stop yawning while making those baby sounds of yours—a little fussy and a little happy to be held. I cradled you close and kissed your forehead just before I placed you softly in the cradle Yunie had had erected at the foot of her bed.
The moonlight fell across you and in the gentle light you really did look like a baby angel sent from heaven to Yunie. I smiled then.
I brushed the blond hair atop your head and turned to go, waiting impatiently for the next day when we would play again—and again. But I knew someone else who would have given anything to be where I was then. Your father.
Tida, my goddaughter.
I love ya, baby girl!
Disclaimer: All belongs to Squaresoft. Tida, however, is mine.
