Yuna stepped gingerly into the 'helicopter' behind Rufus. At first, she
didn't believe this huge misquito machina could actually fly, however her
views soon changed when the operator pushed a button and made the blades
whirl menacingly.
"Buckle your seat belt," commanded Rufus gently in the seat next to her.
"My.... what?"
Patiently, Rufus leaned across the seat, pulled the two straps from under her, and fastened them on her lap. Yuna began to blush, feeling that another person really shouldn't be touching her in that manner, but after all, he was helping her.
She leaned back into the blue cushioned seat, staring blankly out the window. "Where are we going?" she asked meekly, clutching her staff closer.
"Just a building I own, Shin-Ra Co. I don't suppose you've ever heard of it?"
"No...."
"Well, I want you to meet a friend of mine, his name is Dr. Hojo."
Yuna stared into his green eyes that were looking so intently back at hers. "Rufus, I do not think that I am sick."
Rufus laughed gently as the helicopter noisily left the ground. Yuna gazed in amazement out the window next to her, placing a hand on the glass. The black landing pad grew smaller and the helicopter teetered slightly. This machina could really fly!
She was flying!
Yuna could just picture Rikku crawling up next to the pilot, trying to see how he made it fly. The thought brought a sad smile to her face.
"Finally, I see you smile."
She glanced at Rufus, her smile never flinching. "I did not know that machina could do such wonderful things. I now why my ancestors....." her words faded, and she turned again to stare out the window at the passing landscape. Trees, grass, rivers, all beneath her whizzed by in shades of green and blue.
The journey went on for hours. Yuna didn't mind the time. In Spira, she had to learned to hide her feelings, keep Spira's hope. She had grown accustomed to keeping herself calm and composed. After all, her life was not about what she wanted to do. It was what the people wanted her to do.
To be their encourage, and to die for them.
"My, someone's quite the conversationalist," Rufus commented after a time.
"Forgive me. I was.... thinking."
"Don't worry, its not a sin."
Yuna winced.
"I think we're going to he there soon. See?" he put on hand on her shoulder and pointed with his other hand to direct her gaze out the window.
A large machina city loomed out the window. Huge skyscrapers reached into the air, as though trying to rise higher than the next. Thick, white smoke poured from metal tubes all over the city. She could make out people, far below her, going about their business as freckles of color.
"This is Midgar."
Yuna caught her breath. It was the closest thing she had ever seen to the city Tidus had so loved, Zanarkand. Now she could see what Tidus was talking about, why he wanted to get home so badly. Thousands of people, great tall buildings, and flying machina!
One building towered over all the others, windows reflecting the red cloak of the setting sun. The helicopter landed gently on the roof, several helmeted men running importantly back and forth around the vehicle as it landed.
"Now listen to me, Yuna, before we get off," Rufus said as he helped her to unbuckle her seat belt. "Once we go inside, I will leave you. I have some business to attend to. You will be escorted to a waiting room by my men and I will be certain you get dinner. All right?"
Yuna nodded and smiled at him. He unboarded, immediately being swept away by a crowd of the helmeted men. A few other carefully helped Yuna out of the helicopter. She was escorted by the men into the building. They lead her down several hallways, machina signs glowing all around the walls.
Eventually, she was lead into a small room with a table, an orange couch, and potted plant. The helmeted men saw that she got in safely, then quickly left.
Once she was sure they were gone, Yuna slumped onto the couch, resting her head on the armrest. Such a strange world, she thought. Sleepily, she stroked the armrest, thinking about home. Spira. How can machina be bad, if it could do all these amazing things?
Lulu's words, spoken long ago on a shoopuff ride, echoed through her clouding mind. Something about machina not being bad, just the people that used them.
Fatigued, lost, and confused, Yuna soon drifted into a peaceless sleep.
Author's note: sorry there hasn't been any yuna/sephy yet. I promise it'll come! my, I have some strange dreams! anyhow, the next chapter's all about sephy, so stick around!
"Buckle your seat belt," commanded Rufus gently in the seat next to her.
"My.... what?"
Patiently, Rufus leaned across the seat, pulled the two straps from under her, and fastened them on her lap. Yuna began to blush, feeling that another person really shouldn't be touching her in that manner, but after all, he was helping her.
She leaned back into the blue cushioned seat, staring blankly out the window. "Where are we going?" she asked meekly, clutching her staff closer.
"Just a building I own, Shin-Ra Co. I don't suppose you've ever heard of it?"
"No...."
"Well, I want you to meet a friend of mine, his name is Dr. Hojo."
Yuna stared into his green eyes that were looking so intently back at hers. "Rufus, I do not think that I am sick."
Rufus laughed gently as the helicopter noisily left the ground. Yuna gazed in amazement out the window next to her, placing a hand on the glass. The black landing pad grew smaller and the helicopter teetered slightly. This machina could really fly!
She was flying!
Yuna could just picture Rikku crawling up next to the pilot, trying to see how he made it fly. The thought brought a sad smile to her face.
"Finally, I see you smile."
She glanced at Rufus, her smile never flinching. "I did not know that machina could do such wonderful things. I now why my ancestors....." her words faded, and she turned again to stare out the window at the passing landscape. Trees, grass, rivers, all beneath her whizzed by in shades of green and blue.
The journey went on for hours. Yuna didn't mind the time. In Spira, she had to learned to hide her feelings, keep Spira's hope. She had grown accustomed to keeping herself calm and composed. After all, her life was not about what she wanted to do. It was what the people wanted her to do.
To be their encourage, and to die for them.
"My, someone's quite the conversationalist," Rufus commented after a time.
"Forgive me. I was.... thinking."
"Don't worry, its not a sin."
Yuna winced.
"I think we're going to he there soon. See?" he put on hand on her shoulder and pointed with his other hand to direct her gaze out the window.
A large machina city loomed out the window. Huge skyscrapers reached into the air, as though trying to rise higher than the next. Thick, white smoke poured from metal tubes all over the city. She could make out people, far below her, going about their business as freckles of color.
"This is Midgar."
Yuna caught her breath. It was the closest thing she had ever seen to the city Tidus had so loved, Zanarkand. Now she could see what Tidus was talking about, why he wanted to get home so badly. Thousands of people, great tall buildings, and flying machina!
One building towered over all the others, windows reflecting the red cloak of the setting sun. The helicopter landed gently on the roof, several helmeted men running importantly back and forth around the vehicle as it landed.
"Now listen to me, Yuna, before we get off," Rufus said as he helped her to unbuckle her seat belt. "Once we go inside, I will leave you. I have some business to attend to. You will be escorted to a waiting room by my men and I will be certain you get dinner. All right?"
Yuna nodded and smiled at him. He unboarded, immediately being swept away by a crowd of the helmeted men. A few other carefully helped Yuna out of the helicopter. She was escorted by the men into the building. They lead her down several hallways, machina signs glowing all around the walls.
Eventually, she was lead into a small room with a table, an orange couch, and potted plant. The helmeted men saw that she got in safely, then quickly left.
Once she was sure they were gone, Yuna slumped onto the couch, resting her head on the armrest. Such a strange world, she thought. Sleepily, she stroked the armrest, thinking about home. Spira. How can machina be bad, if it could do all these amazing things?
Lulu's words, spoken long ago on a shoopuff ride, echoed through her clouding mind. Something about machina not being bad, just the people that used them.
Fatigued, lost, and confused, Yuna soon drifted into a peaceless sleep.
Author's note: sorry there hasn't been any yuna/sephy yet. I promise it'll come! my, I have some strange dreams! anyhow, the next chapter's all about sephy, so stick around!