"I've never understood why we call people 'suckers', but not 'lollipops'.
Why's that?" ~Devon O'Fallon, a 7th Grade snob with a very...
interesting... personality
Angel of Death 87: ...That was a longer review than usual! ^.~* Jani isn't exactly the worst character in the universe... at least she's honest and you can tell what she's thinking. Unlike Raz, who changed his mind every other chapter. But... naw, I don't think Kuja's the "Oh, he's YOUR boyfriend? Okay. I'll leave him alone now." type. If anything, he's probably the "I like him. If I can take him from you, he's mine." type. And it's obvious who Blase likes more! However... I have another idea... hehe! Oh, wait. One more thing to get straight. The saying was "anything SHORT of murder." She wouldn't actually kill anyone!! I'm not... very great at stuff like Romantic Fight to the Deaths. And Kuja VS Jani?? Oookay... "Normal, everyday woman fights extremely powerful mage"? *laughs*
Neko Kuroban: ...I love The Ring! (Fury: Could that be because you and Rachel's son have the same freakish personality? LeFox: Perhaps...) The only part I didn't like was when the horse got chewed up by the boat... poor horsey... *pauses to remind herself that it's a fic, not a movie* ...Okay. Off of the subject of dead girls in wells making strange images to show people and making them die in a week after driving them completely insane with lots of weird events. Alrightie. ... ... ...Hey, wouldn't you look the same if you were possessed by the One Ring? I mean- *Other readers glare* ...Oh, alright! I'm glad you like Jani. And apology accepted because of our shared taste in movies!
Twilight's Star: ...Hey, don't get yourself in trouble sneaking on, 'kay? I don't wanna feel guilty... but I'm glad you like the fic enough to risk getting caught! I have to sneak on whenever I'm on at midnight. Which, you guessed it, is pretty darn often... think of all the times I've sent you mail at 11:00 or later! O.O Maybe that's why I always have dark circles under my eyes...? As for your review... I don't like it when friends grovel...
Shadow66: (ORANGE) ...I'm not sure exactly what guys look for in girls, but I'll take your word for it. You say geezee, I say "Okay!". And is Blase gonna die? Oh, I love being the author... I get to torture people slowly... Hey, if you think that's bad, you should meet me in reality... it's painful. And I'm not sure what you're gonna think of this chapter. It's got a LOT of shounen-ai and a brief (extremely brief) hint towards yaoi. Guys seem to find this offensive... if you do... don't say I didn't warn you. I'm a shounen-ai author by nature. It runs in my blood. I think... and if you just wanna read Kuja's little story-section, you feel free to do that. (ORANGE)
~)~* Where the walls fade, time is your only enemy.
KORUA DESERT ...He turned away just a moment too soon.
My lips touched his cheek softly, and I heard him sigh. "...did I just disgust you?" I asked him, pulling back. "...Disgust...? No. I just... I don't think it would please you." he replied, his blush only just visible in the pale moonlight. "You don't think it would please... are you afraid of displeasing me... or yourself?" I asked delicately, not moving at all. "...You." he finally answered, then looked away. "You wouldn't be displeasing me!" I exclaimed, laughing faintly. He turned back to face me. "Then... then..." he stuttered, moving closer. I felt my heart begin to race as I looked into the same eyes I had seen into the day I had first met Kuja. They were so desperate-looking, and his breath danced lightly on my own face. We were that close. His tail wrapped around my waist halfway, tickling me. "Then... what?" I asked, playing along with him. He laughed, and his voice was somewhat more seductive than usual.
"Then I won't be afraid..." he purred, and pressed his lips to mine. My heart was busy running around in crazy, insane little circles screaming with joy. 'Displeasing me'. What a laugh! If anything, he had done the exact opposite. I can't really explain it... it tasted like a mix of heaven and sugar, swirled into a feverish fusion of a torrid battlefield and an eruption of magic. He was sweet to me-running his hands along my face gently. It was slow, and-if a kiss could be described this way- graceful. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced with Janira, and unlike anything I had ever expected Kuja to be. Every time I had kissed Jani, something had been wrong. It had always been rushed, careless. None of our kisses ever lasted beyond ten seconds, I suppose. I completely forgot, in that swirling paradise, that we were on Gaia. I clutched him against me, letting the world rotate around us. I honestly didn't care at that moment what the laws of nature said-I wanted him, and I needed to be with him forever. He made me feel like a child.
When we finally drew apart, I was panting slightly, but he was relaxed. "You're an experienced kisser..." I breathed, and he shook his head. "No... if you promise not to laugh... it was my first kiss." he confessed. He lied onto his back, staring up at the sky. The stars were reflected in his eyes. "...Are you joking?" I whispered, touching his face. "I'm not joking at all." he said softly, turning his face to mine. "What about you?" I considered his question. "...Kuja, I was engaged. I had a fiancé. I don't count how many times I've kissed..." He laughed softly. "What? You think it's funny?" I asked, snapping at him. His laughter died instantly, and he looked away. "...I think... we should go back inside. It's getting late." he said, standing. Suddenly, the night lost its appeal. I looked into Kuja's eyes, but they were no longer open to me.
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Kuja didn't speak to me for several days. Instead, he basically avoided me completely. I didn't blame him... after all... he hadn't done anything wrong. I had never realized how touchy I had become about Janira. It was late... Kuja was asleep, but I wasn't even lying down. Instead, I studied the painting of Alexandria. I had forgotten about these paintings in the course of listening to Kuja's tales. They were detailed... the paintings, I mean. I glanced back at the painting's signature. 'K'... Kuja? "Did you paint these...?" I whispered to his sleeping form. I walked over to him, feeling ashamed of myself. Why had I even defended that... that bitch? Kuja was precious... I brushed some hair from his face. He turned his face into my caress, still asleep. He moaned softly when I moved my hand away. I smiled, slipping into the bed next to him. He opened his eyes sleepily. "...Blase...?" he said soporifically. "Go back to sleep... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." I told him, pulling him against me. He sighed. "...I didn't mean to be so rude the other day. I should be the one to apologize." he said softly.
"Don't apologize for what you didn't do. I can't believe I was so impolite to you... What has Jani ever done to deserve it..." I replied, running a hand through his hair. Several long moments passed, comfortable moments full of thoughts and the sound of soft breathing, before Kuja finally spoke. "You're not awake... are you?" he asked. I nodded, pulling him closer. "...Pretend you aren't." I laughed at his gentle command, closing my eyes. To my surprise, he began whispering softly. I couldn't make out the words, but it sounded something like "don't leave me. I need you more than you know.".
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I would have allowed Kuja to skip over the sensitive areas of his story, such as how he had been involved in Alexandria's destruction, and how he had convinced the Black Mages to go along with his schemes. However, he wouldn't hear of it. I could tell we were getting close to the end of the story by how he spoke slower and tried to drag into detail. He didn't want it to end... he was scared. 'Don't leave me. I need you more than you know.' His words lingered in my ears. I still had my mind set on suicide. After Kuja was finished... what did I have left? Kuja wouldn't keep me. Why should he? And after that, Jani was my last place to go. I sure as hell wasn't going to return to her side after all that she had done. Kuja planned to tell me about how he had captured Zidane and his friends, and sent them on a deadly quest, while keeping several of them to torture slowly.
=I waited for several days. Time passes so slowly on Gaia... did you know that? Zidane and his friends, however, fell into my little trap perfectly. There's a secret entrance to the Desert Palace. Did you see the quicksand pits that surround it? Well... one of them can be used to enter the palace. Of course, Zidane didn't know that... he walked right into the pits. You know... when you first came here... I hoped you would just fall in. -"Why...?"- Haha. I would have had to force you to listen to me. I'm glad you decided to listen without... persuasion. This is all beside the point. Zidane had made a brief stop at the Black Mage Village not long age, where Vivi learned of the Mages' life limit. Mass production has its defects... one defect is copied into the next creation... and so on. Needless to say, Vivi had been devastated. And... it was the main reason why he hated me so strongly. Otherwise, he may have felt like Quina or Amarant must have: along for the ride, but with no true purpose or reason. But his reason for coming with Zidane on this particular trip was that he had heard that the Village had been all but deserted... and that they had come with me. And when they arrived later at the Kiera Desert... they fell into the sand pit.
**Kuja looked at Zidane's face. Slightly contorted with surprise, but otherwise peaceful... he was unconscious. Kuja exhaled a shuddering breath. It was the first time he had seen his brother's face this closely. He didn't look like Kuja had expected... he looked... stronger. He was tall, probably only just shorter than his older brother was. Blond hair was pulled back from his face with a leather cord, but some of it tickled his chin. He had his arm wrapped around his waist, presumably to keep his dagger from getting lost during the fall. His tail flicked irritably. Kuja kneeled hesitantly to look closer. Zidane had grown into a fine young man... the silver Genome kissed his forehead gently. "Sleep well... my little Zidane..." he whispered. His eyes flicked anxiously to Regent Cid, who was laying nearby. He was also unconscious. Kuja heaved a sigh of relief, and looked back to Zidane. "Wouldn't do to have my reputation as the villain spoiled, now would it, brother?" **
They woke up about two hours later, and I sent Zidane a message telepathically. I had to tease him a bit... I opened the floor below him, revealing it's little secret. It was above a pool of lava! Don't look at me so strangely. I would never have actually dropped him into the lava... it was only a game... a show. I made a few little threats to go along with it. And all while maintaining a cool attitude. He was allowed to exit his cell, and Regent Cid took his own opportunity to escape. Zidane followed my instructions to come to the Sanctum of the palace... he expected to fight me, I suppose. Obviously, he didn't... I believe he was surprised to find that I was simply sending him on a quest. He didn't realize that I wasn't the type to fight without cause. I sent him to Oeilvert to get me the Gulug Stone. Keep silent until I'm finished, Blase. I know you recognize the name.
I gave him the choice of four teammates, and he selected those that he wanted to take to Oeilvert with him. He chose Amarant, Eiko, and Steiner. ...I was a fool to send him there. Oeilvert is an ancient Terran preservation site. It contains historical information... and that can only mean that Zidane would be able to read the ancient writings that the Terrans had placed there millions of years ago. Sooner or later, he would discover his past. I had Zorn and Thorn take them to a location not far (A/N: Hahaha... not far my ass...) from Oeilvert. From there, he had to manage it alone... with his friends, of course. I never warned him of the danger that waited for them in the dark... I warned him about the anti- magic barrier, but I left out the Ark.
The Ark was the Invincible's earlier form. There were some flaws... so the Terrans hid it. They weren't going to waste it, however... they used it to protect Oeilvert's secrets, whatever they might be. And the item they were protecting at the time just happened to be the Gulug Stone. The Gulug Stone could be used, as you know, to open the path to Mount Gulug. Why was that mountain so important, you might ask? Well, let me explain. The Terrans used magic to create Magic Circles. There is one hidden below Alexandria Castle, and the Eidolon Wall is made on top of one. (A/N: I don't know this for a fact, I just made it up.) Many of these Magic Circles were destroyed or used for other purposes... purposes that removed the magic from them. It is unknown as to what the Terrans originally used these Circles for... but they served as a location to draw Eidolons from Summoners painlessly. One of these circles is below Mount Gulug. I had plans for this Magic Circle... but they were altered later. You'll understand why when I come to that.
Zidane could read the writings. They were truly nothing very interesting, nothing more than the history of Terra, leading up to its demise. They never mentioned Garland. Garland who tried to rush things... who tried to defy fate. No, to them, Garland was a hero. He was left out because he hadn't had a role in their planet's death... so they thought. The 'catalyst', as they referred to it, was caused by Garland. But the Terrans were blind. They were fools... no, they were brainwashed. Indoctrinated by a tyrant with beliefs... beliefs they thought would keep them alive. And Zidane learned of their plight, and how they had all died. He learned about their technology, and the Great Decline. He saw the blue light, and I wouldn't be surprised if he thought for just a second that maybe this place held some connection to his birthplace. I think the Elevator was a shock, and how his body seemed to be the key to... everything in Oeilvert.
When he and his friends had to face the Ark... back at the Palace, I was panicking. I was afraid-not for my enemy Zidane, but for my little brother Zidane. I was afraid for his sake. I kept telling myself how horrible I was... how cold hearted it had been for me to send him off to his death without warning. The Ark was waiting for him in the darkness. He wasn't prepared. He wasn't armed well enough. His abilities weren't strong enough. I worried about every little aspect of the battle. What if his companions fainted and left him to fight alone? What if he lost his weapon during the fight? What if he ran out of medicine? I thought of every possible "What-if" you can imagine. Zidane, however, came out of the battle just fine, and not one of his friends had fainted. He collected the Gulug Stone, and made his way out of Oeilvert just fine. However, as I have mentioned, I was having a little fun with his friends... but we'll save that for another day... =
He smiled slyly, dropping back to the soft mattress. His silver hair caught the firelight, making it sparkle with orange and red light. I relaxed into my own spot on the bed, and smiled at him. "...You look marvelous." I commented, looking at the delicate natural balance he carried wherever he went. He was perfection with an imperfect past. "I am marvelous." he said snobbishly, moving closer. My heart raced as he slipped a hand up the back of my shirt to tickle my neck.
This was gonna be one hell of a night...
Author's Note: Uh, this isn't going to be a yaoi fic. *Kuja groans* ...But... yeah, we can assume they have sex sometime during the night... *Kuja cheers and tackles Blase* O.o Oookaaay... We can tell he's love- starved... anyway. I have some sorta cool news. I'm writing two new fics! One is called "Eyes of Glass", which is a FictionPress one. For anyone who hasn't already been reading my FP fics, my name is Azrael's Servant, but that doesn't seem to show up on the search... so try the directory, or search for "Light of the Stars" under title. This is the title of a fic I'm currently putting on hiatus due to lack of ideas, which I WILL CONTINUE IN THE FUTURE. When you read "Eyes of Glass", you'll notice who it's about... hehe... TS already knows... *TS looks smug-ish* And the other one is a fanfic! For Tenchi in Tokyo (under Tenchi Muyo, obviously). It's a Ryoko/Hotsuma fic, flavored with a touch of *gag* Ryoko/Tenchi. *sets fire to the pairing* It's only gonna be a one-chapter thing, though... how embarrassing...
*thinks* *sets fire to InuYasha/Kagome pairing, too*
Angel of Death 87: ...That was a longer review than usual! ^.~* Jani isn't exactly the worst character in the universe... at least she's honest and you can tell what she's thinking. Unlike Raz, who changed his mind every other chapter. But... naw, I don't think Kuja's the "Oh, he's YOUR boyfriend? Okay. I'll leave him alone now." type. If anything, he's probably the "I like him. If I can take him from you, he's mine." type. And it's obvious who Blase likes more! However... I have another idea... hehe! Oh, wait. One more thing to get straight. The saying was "anything SHORT of murder." She wouldn't actually kill anyone!! I'm not... very great at stuff like Romantic Fight to the Deaths. And Kuja VS Jani?? Oookay... "Normal, everyday woman fights extremely powerful mage"? *laughs*
Neko Kuroban: ...I love The Ring! (Fury: Could that be because you and Rachel's son have the same freakish personality? LeFox: Perhaps...) The only part I didn't like was when the horse got chewed up by the boat... poor horsey... *pauses to remind herself that it's a fic, not a movie* ...Okay. Off of the subject of dead girls in wells making strange images to show people and making them die in a week after driving them completely insane with lots of weird events. Alrightie. ... ... ...Hey, wouldn't you look the same if you were possessed by the One Ring? I mean- *Other readers glare* ...Oh, alright! I'm glad you like Jani. And apology accepted because of our shared taste in movies!
Twilight's Star: ...Hey, don't get yourself in trouble sneaking on, 'kay? I don't wanna feel guilty... but I'm glad you like the fic enough to risk getting caught! I have to sneak on whenever I'm on at midnight. Which, you guessed it, is pretty darn often... think of all the times I've sent you mail at 11:00 or later! O.O Maybe that's why I always have dark circles under my eyes...? As for your review... I don't like it when friends grovel...
Shadow66: (ORANGE) ...I'm not sure exactly what guys look for in girls, but I'll take your word for it. You say geezee, I say "Okay!". And is Blase gonna die? Oh, I love being the author... I get to torture people slowly... Hey, if you think that's bad, you should meet me in reality... it's painful. And I'm not sure what you're gonna think of this chapter. It's got a LOT of shounen-ai and a brief (extremely brief) hint towards yaoi. Guys seem to find this offensive... if you do... don't say I didn't warn you. I'm a shounen-ai author by nature. It runs in my blood. I think... and if you just wanna read Kuja's little story-section, you feel free to do that. (ORANGE)
~)~* Where the walls fade, time is your only enemy.
KORUA DESERT ...He turned away just a moment too soon.
My lips touched his cheek softly, and I heard him sigh. "...did I just disgust you?" I asked him, pulling back. "...Disgust...? No. I just... I don't think it would please you." he replied, his blush only just visible in the pale moonlight. "You don't think it would please... are you afraid of displeasing me... or yourself?" I asked delicately, not moving at all. "...You." he finally answered, then looked away. "You wouldn't be displeasing me!" I exclaimed, laughing faintly. He turned back to face me. "Then... then..." he stuttered, moving closer. I felt my heart begin to race as I looked into the same eyes I had seen into the day I had first met Kuja. They were so desperate-looking, and his breath danced lightly on my own face. We were that close. His tail wrapped around my waist halfway, tickling me. "Then... what?" I asked, playing along with him. He laughed, and his voice was somewhat more seductive than usual.
"Then I won't be afraid..." he purred, and pressed his lips to mine. My heart was busy running around in crazy, insane little circles screaming with joy. 'Displeasing me'. What a laugh! If anything, he had done the exact opposite. I can't really explain it... it tasted like a mix of heaven and sugar, swirled into a feverish fusion of a torrid battlefield and an eruption of magic. He was sweet to me-running his hands along my face gently. It was slow, and-if a kiss could be described this way- graceful. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced with Janira, and unlike anything I had ever expected Kuja to be. Every time I had kissed Jani, something had been wrong. It had always been rushed, careless. None of our kisses ever lasted beyond ten seconds, I suppose. I completely forgot, in that swirling paradise, that we were on Gaia. I clutched him against me, letting the world rotate around us. I honestly didn't care at that moment what the laws of nature said-I wanted him, and I needed to be with him forever. He made me feel like a child.
When we finally drew apart, I was panting slightly, but he was relaxed. "You're an experienced kisser..." I breathed, and he shook his head. "No... if you promise not to laugh... it was my first kiss." he confessed. He lied onto his back, staring up at the sky. The stars were reflected in his eyes. "...Are you joking?" I whispered, touching his face. "I'm not joking at all." he said softly, turning his face to mine. "What about you?" I considered his question. "...Kuja, I was engaged. I had a fiancé. I don't count how many times I've kissed..." He laughed softly. "What? You think it's funny?" I asked, snapping at him. His laughter died instantly, and he looked away. "...I think... we should go back inside. It's getting late." he said, standing. Suddenly, the night lost its appeal. I looked into Kuja's eyes, but they were no longer open to me.
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Kuja didn't speak to me for several days. Instead, he basically avoided me completely. I didn't blame him... after all... he hadn't done anything wrong. I had never realized how touchy I had become about Janira. It was late... Kuja was asleep, but I wasn't even lying down. Instead, I studied the painting of Alexandria. I had forgotten about these paintings in the course of listening to Kuja's tales. They were detailed... the paintings, I mean. I glanced back at the painting's signature. 'K'... Kuja? "Did you paint these...?" I whispered to his sleeping form. I walked over to him, feeling ashamed of myself. Why had I even defended that... that bitch? Kuja was precious... I brushed some hair from his face. He turned his face into my caress, still asleep. He moaned softly when I moved my hand away. I smiled, slipping into the bed next to him. He opened his eyes sleepily. "...Blase...?" he said soporifically. "Go back to sleep... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." I told him, pulling him against me. He sighed. "...I didn't mean to be so rude the other day. I should be the one to apologize." he said softly.
"Don't apologize for what you didn't do. I can't believe I was so impolite to you... What has Jani ever done to deserve it..." I replied, running a hand through his hair. Several long moments passed, comfortable moments full of thoughts and the sound of soft breathing, before Kuja finally spoke. "You're not awake... are you?" he asked. I nodded, pulling him closer. "...Pretend you aren't." I laughed at his gentle command, closing my eyes. To my surprise, he began whispering softly. I couldn't make out the words, but it sounded something like "don't leave me. I need you more than you know.".
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I would have allowed Kuja to skip over the sensitive areas of his story, such as how he had been involved in Alexandria's destruction, and how he had convinced the Black Mages to go along with his schemes. However, he wouldn't hear of it. I could tell we were getting close to the end of the story by how he spoke slower and tried to drag into detail. He didn't want it to end... he was scared. 'Don't leave me. I need you more than you know.' His words lingered in my ears. I still had my mind set on suicide. After Kuja was finished... what did I have left? Kuja wouldn't keep me. Why should he? And after that, Jani was my last place to go. I sure as hell wasn't going to return to her side after all that she had done. Kuja planned to tell me about how he had captured Zidane and his friends, and sent them on a deadly quest, while keeping several of them to torture slowly.
=I waited for several days. Time passes so slowly on Gaia... did you know that? Zidane and his friends, however, fell into my little trap perfectly. There's a secret entrance to the Desert Palace. Did you see the quicksand pits that surround it? Well... one of them can be used to enter the palace. Of course, Zidane didn't know that... he walked right into the pits. You know... when you first came here... I hoped you would just fall in. -"Why...?"- Haha. I would have had to force you to listen to me. I'm glad you decided to listen without... persuasion. This is all beside the point. Zidane had made a brief stop at the Black Mage Village not long age, where Vivi learned of the Mages' life limit. Mass production has its defects... one defect is copied into the next creation... and so on. Needless to say, Vivi had been devastated. And... it was the main reason why he hated me so strongly. Otherwise, he may have felt like Quina or Amarant must have: along for the ride, but with no true purpose or reason. But his reason for coming with Zidane on this particular trip was that he had heard that the Village had been all but deserted... and that they had come with me. And when they arrived later at the Kiera Desert... they fell into the sand pit.
**Kuja looked at Zidane's face. Slightly contorted with surprise, but otherwise peaceful... he was unconscious. Kuja exhaled a shuddering breath. It was the first time he had seen his brother's face this closely. He didn't look like Kuja had expected... he looked... stronger. He was tall, probably only just shorter than his older brother was. Blond hair was pulled back from his face with a leather cord, but some of it tickled his chin. He had his arm wrapped around his waist, presumably to keep his dagger from getting lost during the fall. His tail flicked irritably. Kuja kneeled hesitantly to look closer. Zidane had grown into a fine young man... the silver Genome kissed his forehead gently. "Sleep well... my little Zidane..." he whispered. His eyes flicked anxiously to Regent Cid, who was laying nearby. He was also unconscious. Kuja heaved a sigh of relief, and looked back to Zidane. "Wouldn't do to have my reputation as the villain spoiled, now would it, brother?" **
They woke up about two hours later, and I sent Zidane a message telepathically. I had to tease him a bit... I opened the floor below him, revealing it's little secret. It was above a pool of lava! Don't look at me so strangely. I would never have actually dropped him into the lava... it was only a game... a show. I made a few little threats to go along with it. And all while maintaining a cool attitude. He was allowed to exit his cell, and Regent Cid took his own opportunity to escape. Zidane followed my instructions to come to the Sanctum of the palace... he expected to fight me, I suppose. Obviously, he didn't... I believe he was surprised to find that I was simply sending him on a quest. He didn't realize that I wasn't the type to fight without cause. I sent him to Oeilvert to get me the Gulug Stone. Keep silent until I'm finished, Blase. I know you recognize the name.
I gave him the choice of four teammates, and he selected those that he wanted to take to Oeilvert with him. He chose Amarant, Eiko, and Steiner. ...I was a fool to send him there. Oeilvert is an ancient Terran preservation site. It contains historical information... and that can only mean that Zidane would be able to read the ancient writings that the Terrans had placed there millions of years ago. Sooner or later, he would discover his past. I had Zorn and Thorn take them to a location not far (A/N: Hahaha... not far my ass...) from Oeilvert. From there, he had to manage it alone... with his friends, of course. I never warned him of the danger that waited for them in the dark... I warned him about the anti- magic barrier, but I left out the Ark.
The Ark was the Invincible's earlier form. There were some flaws... so the Terrans hid it. They weren't going to waste it, however... they used it to protect Oeilvert's secrets, whatever they might be. And the item they were protecting at the time just happened to be the Gulug Stone. The Gulug Stone could be used, as you know, to open the path to Mount Gulug. Why was that mountain so important, you might ask? Well, let me explain. The Terrans used magic to create Magic Circles. There is one hidden below Alexandria Castle, and the Eidolon Wall is made on top of one. (A/N: I don't know this for a fact, I just made it up.) Many of these Magic Circles were destroyed or used for other purposes... purposes that removed the magic from them. It is unknown as to what the Terrans originally used these Circles for... but they served as a location to draw Eidolons from Summoners painlessly. One of these circles is below Mount Gulug. I had plans for this Magic Circle... but they were altered later. You'll understand why when I come to that.
Zidane could read the writings. They were truly nothing very interesting, nothing more than the history of Terra, leading up to its demise. They never mentioned Garland. Garland who tried to rush things... who tried to defy fate. No, to them, Garland was a hero. He was left out because he hadn't had a role in their planet's death... so they thought. The 'catalyst', as they referred to it, was caused by Garland. But the Terrans were blind. They were fools... no, they were brainwashed. Indoctrinated by a tyrant with beliefs... beliefs they thought would keep them alive. And Zidane learned of their plight, and how they had all died. He learned about their technology, and the Great Decline. He saw the blue light, and I wouldn't be surprised if he thought for just a second that maybe this place held some connection to his birthplace. I think the Elevator was a shock, and how his body seemed to be the key to... everything in Oeilvert.
When he and his friends had to face the Ark... back at the Palace, I was panicking. I was afraid-not for my enemy Zidane, but for my little brother Zidane. I was afraid for his sake. I kept telling myself how horrible I was... how cold hearted it had been for me to send him off to his death without warning. The Ark was waiting for him in the darkness. He wasn't prepared. He wasn't armed well enough. His abilities weren't strong enough. I worried about every little aspect of the battle. What if his companions fainted and left him to fight alone? What if he lost his weapon during the fight? What if he ran out of medicine? I thought of every possible "What-if" you can imagine. Zidane, however, came out of the battle just fine, and not one of his friends had fainted. He collected the Gulug Stone, and made his way out of Oeilvert just fine. However, as I have mentioned, I was having a little fun with his friends... but we'll save that for another day... =
He smiled slyly, dropping back to the soft mattress. His silver hair caught the firelight, making it sparkle with orange and red light. I relaxed into my own spot on the bed, and smiled at him. "...You look marvelous." I commented, looking at the delicate natural balance he carried wherever he went. He was perfection with an imperfect past. "I am marvelous." he said snobbishly, moving closer. My heart raced as he slipped a hand up the back of my shirt to tickle my neck.
This was gonna be one hell of a night...
Author's Note: Uh, this isn't going to be a yaoi fic. *Kuja groans* ...But... yeah, we can assume they have sex sometime during the night... *Kuja cheers and tackles Blase* O.o Oookaaay... We can tell he's love- starved... anyway. I have some sorta cool news. I'm writing two new fics! One is called "Eyes of Glass", which is a FictionPress one. For anyone who hasn't already been reading my FP fics, my name is Azrael's Servant, but that doesn't seem to show up on the search... so try the directory, or search for "Light of the Stars" under title. This is the title of a fic I'm currently putting on hiatus due to lack of ideas, which I WILL CONTINUE IN THE FUTURE. When you read "Eyes of Glass", you'll notice who it's about... hehe... TS already knows... *TS looks smug-ish* And the other one is a fanfic! For Tenchi in Tokyo (under Tenchi Muyo, obviously). It's a Ryoko/Hotsuma fic, flavored with a touch of *gag* Ryoko/Tenchi. *sets fire to the pairing* It's only gonna be a one-chapter thing, though... how embarrassing...
*thinks* *sets fire to InuYasha/Kagome pairing, too*