Shadow in the Night
An AxY Fic!
Chapter Two
A/N: Thank you so much for all the reviews! It's truly appreciated! Characters © to Squaresoft!
It had been nearly a week since Yuna gave him her number, and he still didn't have the guts to call her. It figured, considering his father called him a "gutless coward" on a daily basis (among other things) and it was really starting to make an impression. A damn good one. Well...maybe not good. But it was an impression, none-the-less, and it was having a serious effect on his life.
For example. The fact that he wasn't brave enough to call Yuna. What was she going to do, hang up on him? And if she did, what would he do? Probably call her back, just to find out if she hung up on him on purpose. If she did, he'd just throw away the number forever. Fun, fun. But, he really didn't think she would hang up on him. Unless he started rambling to himself like an idiot (like he was now) then, if he had a choice, he'd hang up on himself. But he didn't have a choice.
Holding that thought, he decided to call Yuna. She answered on the second ring.
"Hello?" she asked, sounding a little nervous.
"Hello. It's Auron." he said, and she immediately seemed to perk up a little.
"Hey, Auron! How have you been?"
"I've been better. You?"
"Not bad, not bad. Thanks for asking. What's wrong with you...it sounds like you'd kill to get off the phone with me right now..." she said, and began to chuckle.
"Nah. Only if I had something better to do." he said, and they both laughed a little at that, even though it wasn't really that funny.
"I take it that means you have nothing to do right now, then?" she asked, and he sighed.
"Nope. Not a thing." he said, and she made some kind of "Umm-hummm" noise.
"Well, then." she said, and there was a long pause.
"Are you waiting for me to ask you to go somewhere with me?" he asked.
"Umm....yes?" she said, and he began to laugh. "Well, then. If you won't ask me, I'll have to ask you...but I'm usually a bit shy, so I might not be very good at this..."
"All right, you win. Where do you want to go?" he asked her, and she was quiet for a few seconds.
"How about the good-old-fashioned 'Dinner and a Movie'?" she asked, and he switched the phone from one shoulder to the other. This was more than he had talked to anyone on this damn contraption in his life, hands down. The only people that ever called him were bill collectors and the occasional telemarketer.
"All right." he said, then, and she made another one of those sounds.
"Where do you want to eat? I'll pick the movie!" she said, and he sighed slightly.
"How about...somewhere classy, you know?" he suggested.
"Like where?" she asked, and he began to snicker. Untypical Auron behavior.
"How about...McDonalds?" he asked, and Yuna burst out laughing.
"You're on." she said, and he laughed as well.
"What time do you want me to pick you up?" he asked, and she sighed.
"Half an hour from now?" she suggested. "Do you still remember where I live?"
"More or less." he said, and she chuckled.
"Want directions?"
"Haven't you heard? Men hate directions." he said, and Yuna laughed some more.
"Sheesh, and here I am thinking you're not Mr. Macho. " she said, and laughed. "If you get lost, it's not MY fault..." she said, laughing.
"Well then. I'll hopefully see you in half-an-hour. Either that, or I'll see someone on the other side of town in half-an-hour." he said, and she laughed.
"Good luck."
"I'll need it." he joked.
"Call me from your cell if you need directions." she said, and Auron checked his pocket.
"How did you know I had a cell phone?" he asked, and she grinned, unknowingly to him.
"Remember my people sense? You seem like a cell-phone guy." she said.
"Ah. Okay. See you in thirty minutes."
"Yup."
"Bye."
"Bye." she said, then hung up the phone. Looking one last time into the cracked mirror in front of her face, she reached for some of her clothing that Rikku hadn't attacked with a pair of scissors, a needle, and thread. Luckily, she found a pair of pants and a short-sleeved t-shirt that hadn't been literally massacred. After putting them on and checking her makeup briefly (all in five minutes) she wondered why she had told Auron half-an-hour.
Damn.
An AxY Fic!
Chapter Two
A/N: Thank you so much for all the reviews! It's truly appreciated! Characters © to Squaresoft!
It had been nearly a week since Yuna gave him her number, and he still didn't have the guts to call her. It figured, considering his father called him a "gutless coward" on a daily basis (among other things) and it was really starting to make an impression. A damn good one. Well...maybe not good. But it was an impression, none-the-less, and it was having a serious effect on his life.
For example. The fact that he wasn't brave enough to call Yuna. What was she going to do, hang up on him? And if she did, what would he do? Probably call her back, just to find out if she hung up on him on purpose. If she did, he'd just throw away the number forever. Fun, fun. But, he really didn't think she would hang up on him. Unless he started rambling to himself like an idiot (like he was now) then, if he had a choice, he'd hang up on himself. But he didn't have a choice.
Holding that thought, he decided to call Yuna. She answered on the second ring.
"Hello?" she asked, sounding a little nervous.
"Hello. It's Auron." he said, and she immediately seemed to perk up a little.
"Hey, Auron! How have you been?"
"I've been better. You?"
"Not bad, not bad. Thanks for asking. What's wrong with you...it sounds like you'd kill to get off the phone with me right now..." she said, and began to chuckle.
"Nah. Only if I had something better to do." he said, and they both laughed a little at that, even though it wasn't really that funny.
"I take it that means you have nothing to do right now, then?" she asked, and he sighed.
"Nope. Not a thing." he said, and she made some kind of "Umm-hummm" noise.
"Well, then." she said, and there was a long pause.
"Are you waiting for me to ask you to go somewhere with me?" he asked.
"Umm....yes?" she said, and he began to laugh. "Well, then. If you won't ask me, I'll have to ask you...but I'm usually a bit shy, so I might not be very good at this..."
"All right, you win. Where do you want to go?" he asked her, and she was quiet for a few seconds.
"How about the good-old-fashioned 'Dinner and a Movie'?" she asked, and he switched the phone from one shoulder to the other. This was more than he had talked to anyone on this damn contraption in his life, hands down. The only people that ever called him were bill collectors and the occasional telemarketer.
"All right." he said, then, and she made another one of those sounds.
"Where do you want to eat? I'll pick the movie!" she said, and he sighed slightly.
"How about...somewhere classy, you know?" he suggested.
"Like where?" she asked, and he began to snicker. Untypical Auron behavior.
"How about...McDonalds?" he asked, and Yuna burst out laughing.
"You're on." she said, and he laughed as well.
"What time do you want me to pick you up?" he asked, and she sighed.
"Half an hour from now?" she suggested. "Do you still remember where I live?"
"More or less." he said, and she chuckled.
"Want directions?"
"Haven't you heard? Men hate directions." he said, and Yuna laughed some more.
"Sheesh, and here I am thinking you're not Mr. Macho. " she said, and laughed. "If you get lost, it's not MY fault..." she said, laughing.
"Well then. I'll hopefully see you in half-an-hour. Either that, or I'll see someone on the other side of town in half-an-hour." he said, and she laughed.
"Good luck."
"I'll need it." he joked.
"Call me from your cell if you need directions." she said, and Auron checked his pocket.
"How did you know I had a cell phone?" he asked, and she grinned, unknowingly to him.
"Remember my people sense? You seem like a cell-phone guy." she said.
"Ah. Okay. See you in thirty minutes."
"Yup."
"Bye."
"Bye." she said, then hung up the phone. Looking one last time into the cracked mirror in front of her face, she reached for some of her clothing that Rikku hadn't attacked with a pair of scissors, a needle, and thread. Luckily, she found a pair of pants and a short-sleeved t-shirt that hadn't been literally massacred. After putting them on and checking her makeup briefly (all in five minutes) she wondered why she had told Auron half-an-hour.
Damn.