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How can heaven hold a place for me
When a girl like you has cast a spell on me?
Space – Female of the Species
The staff moved gracefully, spiralling fluidly as it cut through the crisp evening air of Bevelle. A light shone from the heavens to illuminate the summoner as he neared completion of the ritual, the blood-curdling roar of the King of Dragons echoing throughout the otherwise silent streets of the usually bustling city. The inhabitant's of the municipally watched in awe as the great black mass descended from the skies, tremors shaking the ground as the aeon landed heavily. Braska smiled defiantly at the assembled dignitaries, they had believed a fallen Yevonite wed to an Al Bhed could never become a summoner. How wrong you were!
He walked over to the great beast timidly, watching for any signs of hostility. Seeing that the boy Fayth had been true to his word, he grinned, stroking the thick hide of the dragon whilst waving to the citizens. A great cheer arose from the crowds, celebrating the birth of a new summoner and with him a new hope. Lesca hung back from the masses, cursing each and every member of the throng for willing her father to his death. She felt an arm snake round her waist and looked up to find the russet eyes of Auron watching her with concern.
"Are you alright?"
She sighed, "I'm fine. There's nothing I can do now, the deed is done and it is out of my hands."
"Shall I walk you home?"
"Are you not staying?" Lesca looked panicked and he smoothed her hair to soothe her.
"I have arranged lodgings with one of the priests from the temple. Apparently I am not as reviled as I had feared." He smirked wryly.
"Oh. You will still see me though?"
Auron laughed lightly at the worry on her face, "Of course. We do not have to go straight home if you do not wish it. Walk with me awhile, tell me more about yourself."
She grinned at him and led him away by the hand. They walked in companionable silence for some time before finding themselves back at the temple, the spot where they first met beckoning them. Auron watched as she settled herself into the corner she preferred, joining her when she called to him.
"Tell me more about your family."
The request startled her and she frowned, trying to think what he would find interesting. He recognised the contemplation and lowered his mouth to her ear, whispering as he wrapped her in the warmth of his coat.
"Anything Lesca, I just want to hear your voice."
She nodded, nestling into the nook between his arm and body.
"My mother was Al Bhed as you know, her name was Bria. She and my father met here in Bevelle seventeen years ago, my mother was training to become a summoner. You know, for all the hate directed at her race, not one Yevonite realised she was Al Bhed. Strange. Anyway, my father was also in training, but when they met they fell in love, forsaking the pilgrimage. They were married almost immediately and had me a year later. After mom had Yuna, she wanted to return to her people and tell her side of our family the news. She, she went to Home but the ship was attacked by Sin on the way there. No one survived.
My father hasn't really been living his life since that day; he's been surviving. Despite his love for the Al Bhed, he turned his back on the culture and raised Yuna and I as Yevonite's. Maybe to spare us the wrath of the narrow minded masses, but more than likely because our heritage reminded him too much of my mom. I was too old then, I knew the ways of the Al Bhed, the language. My mother was determined I should be a link between the two peoples. It's been a source of contention between us since my mother died.
He looks at me and sees his wife, I look just like her and it saddens him, I think. That's probably why he tries to protect me so, he can't bear to lose her again through the loss of me. Yuna looks more like my father, even one of her eyes has his colouring."
She sighed, smiling faintly, "My uncle would never have forgiven my father if either of us forgot our heritage. He always says my fathers "a damn fool who needs to move on and stop acting like the world has ended." He tells him he needs to remember that he has two daughters to live for. My uncle writes to me and I know as well as he that my father has given up on life, because when one lovebird dies the other shall surely follow. It was only a matter of time before he gave up completely, one way or another. He has chosen to sacrifice his life to Sin in order to be at peace with my mother on the Farplane. It is selfish, but I know why he's doing it."
Auron stroked her hair softly, his chin resting gently on top of her head.
"Who is your uncle? Do you have any more family?"
"My uncle is Cid, the leader of the Al Bhed people. He single handedly brought us all together in one place, our Home. He is truly remarkable; to gather a race in one place and watch over them without incident or violence is amazing. His wife, my aunt, was also killed by Sin, four years ago. He managed to pick himself up and get on with things…I've got two cousins, Brother; he's my age and Rikku. She's five, absolutely gorgeous but so energetic, she's mad!"
She laughed as she remembered the spheres showing her little cousin tottering about asking for her. She looked up into the chocolate eyes and grinned.
"Do you have any family Auron?"
He grunted, shaking his head. "I am an orphan. I was taken into the care of the temple when I was a baby. My parents were killed by Sin also."
"I'm sorry." She lay back in his embrace, seeing her face reflected in his chestnut eyes.
"Don't be. I have no regrets, what you don't know you don't miss."
"I suppose. Auron? What are your plans for the future?"
Auron looked at the girl lying in his arms and smiled, he had never felt this kind of contentment before. He traced the outline of her lips with a battle hardened finger, marvelling that this girl, this woman that lay beside him, loved him. The moon shone brightly in the night sky, painting the world with silver. Purplish wisps of cloud danced across the blackness, the diamond studded heavens twinkling in their infinite beauty.
What do I want for the future? Lesca at my side certainly, but…I don't want to wait, risk losing her.
"I have no plans. I have events I wish to happen but no plans."
She chuckled and tickled his chin, ""Like what?"
"Like, will you consent to be my wife? I know it is fast, please do not take that as a sign that I love lightly for I do not. I do not want to leave anything to fate. If you but grant me this wish I will spend my life trying to be worthy of your love." He spoke in a rush, instantly regretting his outburst as he watched his love clam up.
"This is so sudden Auron, I didn't expect this…"
"I am sorry, please forget I said anything." He hung his head, clenching his fist so hard his nails drew blood from his palm.
She shook her head, grinning, "Auron, if I am to be your wife you have to learn to let me finish a sentence! It may be sudden and unexpected, but I can think of nothing I would rather do. I would be honoured to be your wife, unless you still want me to forget what you just said?"
"Of course I don't! You are sure though?" The elation was reigned in by Auron's cautious nature.
"Positive. We'll go to the temple tomorrow, see if they can fit us in?"
"That would be more than acceptable. What of your father?" He stroked her hand absently, mesmerised by her eyes.
"He told me I had his blessing. I think he knows." Lesca's lips brushed his full mouth lightly, a look of surprise crossing her face when he caught her bottom lip lightly in his teeth to prolong the kiss.
He cradled her face in his hands, tracing small circles on her cheek with his rough hand. Auron felt her form mould into the contours of his body, her heart beating hard against his chest, small, rapid breathes quickening her pulse in her excitement. Her hips ground against his own as they pulled each other to the floor, pert breasts pressed against his torso. His own breathing became shallow as he saw his own lust reflected in Lesca's eyes. He broke from the passion reluctantly, tossing his coat aside as he attempted to cool his fervour. She looked at him, confused and hurt at his withdrawal.
"You, you don't want to kiss me?"
His voice rasped, desire making him hoarse, "I do, more than anything. I just don't want to let this go too far."
"How can anything be too far if we are to be wed? Auron, please. Trust me." She lowered her pitch as voices drifted up from the temple below, reverting to her mother tongue to disguise their converse.
"E's clynat duu, pid E ryja oui yht dryd ec ymm E haat. Tuh'd oui naymeca po huf dryd dra uhmo fyo oui luimt rond un tecruhuin sa fuimt pa du mayja sa tajuet uv ouin muja? E fyhd oui du dyga sa yc ouin feva vimmo, Auron. Dusunnuf syo hajan lusa, meva ec hud bnusecat. Dyga drec susahd vun ic pudr."
"How can I? Lesca, it is against the teachings…" He looked at her, imploring her to understand his position.
She spoke harshly, "Vilg dra daylrehkc! Fryd kuut tet drao ajan tu dra Al Bhed? Dra daylrehkc yna fnuhk."
Her face softened, her tone becoming gentle, "Auron, drao lycd ic pudr yceta fedruid lynehk, fro cruimt fa byo raad du dras? Oui lyhhud namo uh dra daylrehkc uv Yevon du syga ouin taleceuhc vun oui, dyga meva yc oui veht ed yht du yc oui fecr."
He sank to the ground, pondering her words. His head throbbed a little from the work it took to translate the angry Al Bhed as it rolled from the tongue of Lesca.
She is right in what she says, the teachings are wrong on many things, why not this? But who I am to question Yevon? All shall be well after the ceremony tomorrow…why deny my bride and myself? Tomorrow may never come…
He felt her put her slender arms around his neck from where she knelt behind him, resting her head on his back.
"E's cunno. I'm sorry, I had no right to talk like that. If you want to blindly follow Yevon, that is your choice to make, not mine."
He drew in a deep breath, swivelling around to face her. Catching her arms, he pulled her forward, lying back as he did so. The laughter rumbled in his throat at the startled look on her face as she landed on his chest, green eyes wide in astonishment.
"Auron, what are you…"
He put a finger to her lips, grinning as he silenced her. "Lesca, if you are to be my wife, you must learn not to incessantly question me…"
Burying his hands in her hair he pulled her lips to meet his own, kissing her with unknown urgency. Her small hands fumbled at his breastplate, tugging at the polished leather to free the muscled torso from the bondage. Auron responded by tossing her flimsy shirt to the side with reckless abandon, her firm nipples dragging across his skin. He gasped as his skin tingled from the feather light touch, a low moan surfacing from his throat as she dug her fingers into his back, the bittersweet kiss of her nails in his flesh propelling him to new heights of ecstasy.
Her back arched as he trailed a hand between her breasts, working downwards until he met the instinctive thrust of her hips. Burnished gold met verdant green and she nodded, wordlessly willing him on. She tussled with his belts as he slid the zip on her skirt easily, the heavy material skimming her curves as it fell to the floor softly. Both stood, each soundlessly watching the other in awe, silver moonlight shimmering over naked flesh.
Lesca squeaked; hiding a smile behind her hand while Auron raised an eyebrow. He strode over to her, taking her in his arms. Their lips met softly as they lay on the vermilion robe, melding their bodies and their souls as one.
Translations:
Alphabet [English]: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Alphabet [Al Bhed]: Y P L T A V K R E Z G M S H U B X N C D I J F Q O W
I'm scared too, but I have you and that is all I need. Don't you realise by now that the only way you could hurt or dishonour me would be to leave me devoid of your love? I want you to take me as your wife fully, Auron. Tomorrow may never come, life is not promised. Take this moment for us both.
Fuck the teachings! What good did they ever do the Al Bhed? The teachings are wrong. Auron, they cast us both aside without caring, why should we pay heed to them? You cannot rely on the teachings of Yevon to make your decisions for you, take life as you find it and do as you wish.
I'm sorry.
A/N: *blush* This is the closest I've ever came to a lemon, just couldn't go through with it! Thanks to Angel of the Lion, Pierson, Refugee, Ground Zero and NanakiThirteen.
