Author's Notes: Hey there peeps! How ya doin'? Yeah, this is my first
attempt at a Final Fantasy ficcie, so you'll have to bear with me if my
characters seem OOC....sniff, sniff Normally, I write SM fanfic, but I'm
a fan of MANY things.....the list is kinda long, so....yeah! Anywho, this
is centered mainly around Garnet, but all the other characters will be
included and there will, of course, be a little romance, 'cause that's what
I do best, hehe....Well on with the ficcie and please feel free to flame,
criticize and everything else mean and stuff....doesn't bother me
none...the more criticism the better I say!
Title: Memories Long Forgotten
Author: KaBunny
E-mail: Alexandra_Miyoko@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13 (for swearing....of course)
Chapter One: Introductions
"Hey, Dagger, wake up," the voice said. It was male voice of course, but the brunette couldn't focus on it enough to put a voice with a face with a name. She moaned and rolled over. "Dagger, Boss said he needs to talk to you about something."
"Okay, I'm getting up then," Dagger replied, sitting up and stretching. She rubbed her dark brown eyes before turning to look at Blank. His dark red hair was standing on end as always and his green eye, for the other was patched, was looking at her intently. She smiled sleepily at him to prove to him that she was actually going to get up. "I apologize for not getting up sooner."
"Yeah, yeah.....whatever....," Blank muttered, turning away to look out the window. "Boss said to hurry up." He turned to regard her for a few more seconds. He gave her a whisper of a smile before getting up off the bed and wandering toward the ladder leading away from the loft. He climbed down the ladder and out of sight.
Dagger, a beautiful girl of eighteen, reached over to the night stand beside her bed and picked up the dark blue hairbrush lying beside it. She brushed out her thigh length brown hair and clipped the bottom in a clip similar to the color of the brush. She then pulled the covers off her thin form and swung her legs over the side of the bed. As she slipped out of bed, she pulled down her long white nightgown. It hung loosely off her shoulders and gently brushed the floor.
After changing herself into her ruffly white long sleeve shirt, fingerless black gloves, baggy forest green pants, and mid calf tie up black boots, Dagger was ready to go visit the boss, Baku. She walked over to the ladder that Blank had previously climbed down and climbed down herself. She entered a room that was much brighter seeing as how the sun could easily shine through the rather large face of the clock much better than it could the small window in the loft where the beds were located. The only piece of furniture in the room was located at the center of the room. It was a round table that seated four. Currently, the other members of Tantalus- Cinna, Blank, and Marcus- were seated there eating breakfast.
A bit of information on Tantalus would be required here. Tantalus is actually a band of thieves. They aren't that well known for that though. They are, however, known for their acting abilities. They are also a band of theater actors, and now actress, that perform plays such as 'I Want to be You Canary'. They are widely known for this though.
She walked past the table and into the only other room which was to the right back corner of the room. (AN: It's not actually there in the game.....just needed a room JUST for Baku, hehe) She opened the door to the small room and closed it behind herself after entering. Baku was laying on the small bed in the corner of the left side of the room. She walked toward it and kneeled down before the bed, her head bent low. "You wanted to see me, Boss?"
"Yeah," Baku replied, simply, sitting up without much effort. He twitched his mouse ears as he stood up. He was a rather large man with a round stomach and he stood about 6'4. He wore goggles of green and a leather skin beanie that only showed his mouse ears poking out. He wore a leather vest over his long sleeve white dress shirt. His pants were dark brown and hung down over his bare feet which had claws protruding from the area where the toenails would normally be located. His round tail usually followed behind himself. (AN: He is a Burmecian, no?) "You've been with us for about two years now, right?"
"Yes, sir," Dagger answered, standing up to her normal 5'4 height. She looked like an ant in front of an uncut blade of grass.
"I have to come to grips that he's not comin' back," Baku stated, walking away too look out the small window in the small room.
"He, sir?" Dagger questioned, following him around the room with her eyes.
"Yes, my adopted boy," Baku said, not turning around. He continued to look out the window. "The other guys would just fight over this gift, so I'm giving it to you."
"Yes, sir," Dagger replied, still staring at Baku's back.
"Don't use this the wrong way," Baku answered, walking back over to the small bed. He kneeled down and reached under, pulling out a dagger with a leather sheath. He stood back up and handed it gently into Dagger's open hands. "It was his. Use it well. Oh, and please tell the boys not to wander off too far. I have new hunt for us."
"Thank you, sir," Dagger said, politely as she kneeled again. She stood up again and left the room, the dagger still held as though it were a sacred sword. 'Him? He must've loved his son more than he thought he did. So many rumors about this son of his. I wish I would've been able to meet and him so I could understand this much better,' Dagger thought, walking over to the corner that was located underneath the loft. She sat down and pulled the blade out of its sheath. It glistened as though magically enchanted, but Dagger thought of this as a reflection of the sun.
The blade was smooth and well sharpened. The top edge which had no blade had a strange design on it. Dagger squinted and realized that it was no design, but a single word written in loopy cursive letters. Virtue.
~~~~~~Elsewhere.....in the Kingdom of Alexandria~~~~~~
The blonde man took another swig from the cup he held in his hand. His golden monkey tail swished behind him as though in anger, but more like in thought. The man's blue eyes were staring at his reflection from behind the bar. He wore a white ruffled sleeveless shirt that tied at the neck with a blue ribbon. He wore a small navy blue vest over this and wrapped around his waist he wore a strangely tied light brown belt which held a sheath holding a dagger with a black hilt. His light blue pants, which went inside of his knee high brown leather boots, matched the folded over edges of his white gloves.
He grumbled something as he placed his head in a gloved hand and sighed, blowing some of his shaggy blonde hair out of his face. He growled and sighed again as he tapped his fingers impatiently on the bartop.
"You're disturbing my meal. Could you cut it out you monkey?" A feminine voice replied to the right of him.
The blonde man turned around to regard the woman in curiosity. Her voice was familiar enough, but he couldn't place her. She had on a light pink hat in which her large silvery mouse ears poked through two slits. It covered some of her face. Her platinum hair covered the rest of the side of her face except for her silvery snout poking out from behind her hair. Her face was facing straight forward and she had a bowl of soup in front of her. The long same pinkish colored coat hung over the back of her seat as did her long silvery mouse tail. Over her long knee length coat was a red and white decorative fabric that attached to the bottom of her coat. On this fabric a emblem in black maiming her from Burmecia. Her feet had leather covers on the with her toe protruding out. Her pants were a sky blue color and just barely visible.
"What are you talking about, you rat?!" the man growled back, turning back around in his seat to stare at his reflection. He heard a tinkling of a laugh next to him. He swiveled his chair back around to look at her again. "What's so amusing?"
"You never change.....Zidane," the woman replied, turning to look at him. As Zidane saw the other side of her face, his face broke out in a smile. Her mysterious midnight blue eyes, one barely visible through her hair, smiled back at him.
"Freya.......how are you?" Zidane asked, turning back to his drink. He took another sip while he was waiting for her response.
"Ah, same old same old," Freya answered, nonchalant. She shrugged and picked her bowl up to sip down the last remnants of her lunch. She set the bowl down and wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her jacket. "What brings you to Alexandria? Why aren't you still hanging out with that thieving group of yours? What was their name again....oh, yes, Tantalus."
"Searching for my family," Zidane said, no emotion visible in his voice. He stared at his reflection for another brief second before turning to look at the oak bartop.
"You have family? Never would've guessed. I don't think I've ever seen that monkey tail of yours on any one else," Freya stated, swiveling around in her chair to watch his movements.
"I heard news of another man with a tail and I've been trying to track him, but I'm always one step behind," Zidane responded with a sigh. He glanced up to Freya who was looking at him intently. "Anyway, what brings you to Alexandria?"
"Fratley, of course," Freya said, a smirk pulling at her lips.
"So, you still haven't found that lover boy of yours, huh? Ah, well....I've heard stories of him too, so I know he's still alive," Zidane replied with a shrug. He then stood up and stretched before he set a hand on Freya's shoulder.
"Yeah, well, stories are what brought me here," Freya stated, a teasing smile creasing her lips. "I see you're still short as ever."
"Well, you Burmecians sure are hard to compete with," Zidane said, grinning. "Hey, listen. I got to go find Vivi. If you need help, just ask okay? I should be around for awhile unless rumors lead me elsewhere."
"Yeah, same with you. See you around," Freya responded, before turning back around in her seat.
"See you around," Zidane returned, turning and leaving the small bar. He wandered out into the crowded streets of nobles and stood at the door for a moment, a question plastered on his face. But, as soon as it was there, it was gone.
The center square of Alexandria was always crowded, but never with so many nobles. 'I wonder what has brought them here?' Zidane pondered, walking around the booth set up in the center. He glanced at this curiously before shaking his head and entering a novelty shop. There he found his companion, Vivi.
He was a stout short fellow. The large hat he wore was nothing more that pieces of leather sewn together with a red band of material wrapped around the area where his brim ended. It reached the back of his head after standing up on end and folding over again, but if he were much taller it may have been more pointed like a wizards hat. He wore a long sleeve blue jacket with tails leading to his knees. It was tied on with a leather string. The sleeves were folded over and turned out to be white lined in red. The top of the coat was always upturned, hiding the round black ball that was his head. He had no visible mouth and all that could be seen of his face were his glowing yellow eyes. His white and blue stripped pants, which were held on with a brown leather belt, touched the tops of his leather shoes. For such a small childish looking being he held much fearful power that he never used unjustly.
"Yo! Vivi!" Zidane called, walking over to the short mage. Vivi turned around and looked up at Zidane.
"Hello Zidane. Did you find anything else out yet?" Vivi asked, his eyes smiling up at his traveling companion.
"Naw, but I know a place we can crash at for free," Zidane replied, placing his gloved hands on his hips.
"Alrighty," Vivi answered with a shrug. "Where at?"
"Um, it's actually a friend's house," Zidane said, unsure of himself. He placed a hand behind his head a scratched in thought. "I, um, didn't actually....uh, ask her if we could stay there yet, heh heh....."
"Oh, boy," Vivi responded shaking his head in dismay as he looked to the floor. He gave a small chuckle before putting his red gloved hands over his mouth to stifle his further laughter.
"So, I guess I should go ask her before we get ourselves in a pickle, huh?" Zidane questioned, a small smile pulling at his mouth.
"Nope, you should go ask before you get *yourself* in another predicament," Vivi replied, his eyes directed laughingly at Zidane.
"Ah, well, whenever you finish your shopping come on over to the theater," Zidane answered with a shrug. He gave a wave to Vivi before walking out of the novelty store. Now, to ask Ruby if it was okay for him to sleep at the theater. What a task......
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Well, that would be chapter one.....I *know* its full of info on how they look and such, but just think of the GOOD that comes out of it....I *never* have to do it again! hehe.....anywho....this is going to end up being a Z/G and S/B and well.....since I think they're cute....and *implied* V/E....what do you think? I need your info on the couples *before* I get too far into the story, kk? I *can* and *will* include more of different couples if you wish....the only one that *will not* change is Z/G....that was my intent in the story, hehe!
Stay Tuned for Chapter Two: Meetings and Greetings! Two people meet unexpectedly and it seems one has something that belongs to the other.....And why are there so many nobles out and about in Alexandria? And why is Vivi traveling with Zidane to find his brother? And what has become of the princess if she is not Garnet? All these questions.....and more may be answered in the next chapter!
Ja mata ne! (See you later!) ~KaBunny
Title: Memories Long Forgotten
Author: KaBunny
E-mail: Alexandra_Miyoko@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13 (for swearing....of course)
Chapter One: Introductions
"Hey, Dagger, wake up," the voice said. It was male voice of course, but the brunette couldn't focus on it enough to put a voice with a face with a name. She moaned and rolled over. "Dagger, Boss said he needs to talk to you about something."
"Okay, I'm getting up then," Dagger replied, sitting up and stretching. She rubbed her dark brown eyes before turning to look at Blank. His dark red hair was standing on end as always and his green eye, for the other was patched, was looking at her intently. She smiled sleepily at him to prove to him that she was actually going to get up. "I apologize for not getting up sooner."
"Yeah, yeah.....whatever....," Blank muttered, turning away to look out the window. "Boss said to hurry up." He turned to regard her for a few more seconds. He gave her a whisper of a smile before getting up off the bed and wandering toward the ladder leading away from the loft. He climbed down the ladder and out of sight.
Dagger, a beautiful girl of eighteen, reached over to the night stand beside her bed and picked up the dark blue hairbrush lying beside it. She brushed out her thigh length brown hair and clipped the bottom in a clip similar to the color of the brush. She then pulled the covers off her thin form and swung her legs over the side of the bed. As she slipped out of bed, she pulled down her long white nightgown. It hung loosely off her shoulders and gently brushed the floor.
After changing herself into her ruffly white long sleeve shirt, fingerless black gloves, baggy forest green pants, and mid calf tie up black boots, Dagger was ready to go visit the boss, Baku. She walked over to the ladder that Blank had previously climbed down and climbed down herself. She entered a room that was much brighter seeing as how the sun could easily shine through the rather large face of the clock much better than it could the small window in the loft where the beds were located. The only piece of furniture in the room was located at the center of the room. It was a round table that seated four. Currently, the other members of Tantalus- Cinna, Blank, and Marcus- were seated there eating breakfast.
A bit of information on Tantalus would be required here. Tantalus is actually a band of thieves. They aren't that well known for that though. They are, however, known for their acting abilities. They are also a band of theater actors, and now actress, that perform plays such as 'I Want to be You Canary'. They are widely known for this though.
She walked past the table and into the only other room which was to the right back corner of the room. (AN: It's not actually there in the game.....just needed a room JUST for Baku, hehe) She opened the door to the small room and closed it behind herself after entering. Baku was laying on the small bed in the corner of the left side of the room. She walked toward it and kneeled down before the bed, her head bent low. "You wanted to see me, Boss?"
"Yeah," Baku replied, simply, sitting up without much effort. He twitched his mouse ears as he stood up. He was a rather large man with a round stomach and he stood about 6'4. He wore goggles of green and a leather skin beanie that only showed his mouse ears poking out. He wore a leather vest over his long sleeve white dress shirt. His pants were dark brown and hung down over his bare feet which had claws protruding from the area where the toenails would normally be located. His round tail usually followed behind himself. (AN: He is a Burmecian, no?) "You've been with us for about two years now, right?"
"Yes, sir," Dagger answered, standing up to her normal 5'4 height. She looked like an ant in front of an uncut blade of grass.
"I have to come to grips that he's not comin' back," Baku stated, walking away too look out the small window in the small room.
"He, sir?" Dagger questioned, following him around the room with her eyes.
"Yes, my adopted boy," Baku said, not turning around. He continued to look out the window. "The other guys would just fight over this gift, so I'm giving it to you."
"Yes, sir," Dagger replied, still staring at Baku's back.
"Don't use this the wrong way," Baku answered, walking back over to the small bed. He kneeled down and reached under, pulling out a dagger with a leather sheath. He stood back up and handed it gently into Dagger's open hands. "It was his. Use it well. Oh, and please tell the boys not to wander off too far. I have new hunt for us."
"Thank you, sir," Dagger said, politely as she kneeled again. She stood up again and left the room, the dagger still held as though it were a sacred sword. 'Him? He must've loved his son more than he thought he did. So many rumors about this son of his. I wish I would've been able to meet and him so I could understand this much better,' Dagger thought, walking over to the corner that was located underneath the loft. She sat down and pulled the blade out of its sheath. It glistened as though magically enchanted, but Dagger thought of this as a reflection of the sun.
The blade was smooth and well sharpened. The top edge which had no blade had a strange design on it. Dagger squinted and realized that it was no design, but a single word written in loopy cursive letters. Virtue.
~~~~~~Elsewhere.....in the Kingdom of Alexandria~~~~~~
The blonde man took another swig from the cup he held in his hand. His golden monkey tail swished behind him as though in anger, but more like in thought. The man's blue eyes were staring at his reflection from behind the bar. He wore a white ruffled sleeveless shirt that tied at the neck with a blue ribbon. He wore a small navy blue vest over this and wrapped around his waist he wore a strangely tied light brown belt which held a sheath holding a dagger with a black hilt. His light blue pants, which went inside of his knee high brown leather boots, matched the folded over edges of his white gloves.
He grumbled something as he placed his head in a gloved hand and sighed, blowing some of his shaggy blonde hair out of his face. He growled and sighed again as he tapped his fingers impatiently on the bartop.
"You're disturbing my meal. Could you cut it out you monkey?" A feminine voice replied to the right of him.
The blonde man turned around to regard the woman in curiosity. Her voice was familiar enough, but he couldn't place her. She had on a light pink hat in which her large silvery mouse ears poked through two slits. It covered some of her face. Her platinum hair covered the rest of the side of her face except for her silvery snout poking out from behind her hair. Her face was facing straight forward and she had a bowl of soup in front of her. The long same pinkish colored coat hung over the back of her seat as did her long silvery mouse tail. Over her long knee length coat was a red and white decorative fabric that attached to the bottom of her coat. On this fabric a emblem in black maiming her from Burmecia. Her feet had leather covers on the with her toe protruding out. Her pants were a sky blue color and just barely visible.
"What are you talking about, you rat?!" the man growled back, turning back around in his seat to stare at his reflection. He heard a tinkling of a laugh next to him. He swiveled his chair back around to look at her again. "What's so amusing?"
"You never change.....Zidane," the woman replied, turning to look at him. As Zidane saw the other side of her face, his face broke out in a smile. Her mysterious midnight blue eyes, one barely visible through her hair, smiled back at him.
"Freya.......how are you?" Zidane asked, turning back to his drink. He took another sip while he was waiting for her response.
"Ah, same old same old," Freya answered, nonchalant. She shrugged and picked her bowl up to sip down the last remnants of her lunch. She set the bowl down and wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her jacket. "What brings you to Alexandria? Why aren't you still hanging out with that thieving group of yours? What was their name again....oh, yes, Tantalus."
"Searching for my family," Zidane said, no emotion visible in his voice. He stared at his reflection for another brief second before turning to look at the oak bartop.
"You have family? Never would've guessed. I don't think I've ever seen that monkey tail of yours on any one else," Freya stated, swiveling around in her chair to watch his movements.
"I heard news of another man with a tail and I've been trying to track him, but I'm always one step behind," Zidane responded with a sigh. He glanced up to Freya who was looking at him intently. "Anyway, what brings you to Alexandria?"
"Fratley, of course," Freya said, a smirk pulling at her lips.
"So, you still haven't found that lover boy of yours, huh? Ah, well....I've heard stories of him too, so I know he's still alive," Zidane replied with a shrug. He then stood up and stretched before he set a hand on Freya's shoulder.
"Yeah, well, stories are what brought me here," Freya stated, a teasing smile creasing her lips. "I see you're still short as ever."
"Well, you Burmecians sure are hard to compete with," Zidane said, grinning. "Hey, listen. I got to go find Vivi. If you need help, just ask okay? I should be around for awhile unless rumors lead me elsewhere."
"Yeah, same with you. See you around," Freya responded, before turning back around in her seat.
"See you around," Zidane returned, turning and leaving the small bar. He wandered out into the crowded streets of nobles and stood at the door for a moment, a question plastered on his face. But, as soon as it was there, it was gone.
The center square of Alexandria was always crowded, but never with so many nobles. 'I wonder what has brought them here?' Zidane pondered, walking around the booth set up in the center. He glanced at this curiously before shaking his head and entering a novelty shop. There he found his companion, Vivi.
He was a stout short fellow. The large hat he wore was nothing more that pieces of leather sewn together with a red band of material wrapped around the area where his brim ended. It reached the back of his head after standing up on end and folding over again, but if he were much taller it may have been more pointed like a wizards hat. He wore a long sleeve blue jacket with tails leading to his knees. It was tied on with a leather string. The sleeves were folded over and turned out to be white lined in red. The top of the coat was always upturned, hiding the round black ball that was his head. He had no visible mouth and all that could be seen of his face were his glowing yellow eyes. His white and blue stripped pants, which were held on with a brown leather belt, touched the tops of his leather shoes. For such a small childish looking being he held much fearful power that he never used unjustly.
"Yo! Vivi!" Zidane called, walking over to the short mage. Vivi turned around and looked up at Zidane.
"Hello Zidane. Did you find anything else out yet?" Vivi asked, his eyes smiling up at his traveling companion.
"Naw, but I know a place we can crash at for free," Zidane replied, placing his gloved hands on his hips.
"Alrighty," Vivi answered with a shrug. "Where at?"
"Um, it's actually a friend's house," Zidane said, unsure of himself. He placed a hand behind his head a scratched in thought. "I, um, didn't actually....uh, ask her if we could stay there yet, heh heh....."
"Oh, boy," Vivi responded shaking his head in dismay as he looked to the floor. He gave a small chuckle before putting his red gloved hands over his mouth to stifle his further laughter.
"So, I guess I should go ask her before we get ourselves in a pickle, huh?" Zidane questioned, a small smile pulling at his mouth.
"Nope, you should go ask before you get *yourself* in another predicament," Vivi replied, his eyes directed laughingly at Zidane.
"Ah, well, whenever you finish your shopping come on over to the theater," Zidane answered with a shrug. He gave a wave to Vivi before walking out of the novelty store. Now, to ask Ruby if it was okay for him to sleep at the theater. What a task......
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Well, that would be chapter one.....I *know* its full of info on how they look and such, but just think of the GOOD that comes out of it....I *never* have to do it again! hehe.....anywho....this is going to end up being a Z/G and S/B and well.....since I think they're cute....and *implied* V/E....what do you think? I need your info on the couples *before* I get too far into the story, kk? I *can* and *will* include more of different couples if you wish....the only one that *will not* change is Z/G....that was my intent in the story, hehe!
Stay Tuned for Chapter Two: Meetings and Greetings! Two people meet unexpectedly and it seems one has something that belongs to the other.....And why are there so many nobles out and about in Alexandria? And why is Vivi traveling with Zidane to find his brother? And what has become of the princess if she is not Garnet? All these questions.....and more may be answered in the next chapter!
Ja mata ne! (See you later!) ~KaBunny