"Dancing Amongst the Flowers" by Aery-chan
Chapter One- Zanarkand's Harmony
In his arms, we proceeded onto the ruins. It made me feel secure just like our past times together. I remember our time at Luca: laughing at what it seemed to be all of Spira for their childish morality. Would be ever laugh the same? Would we smile just like that day? Please give me the strength to hold in my tears as I recall our moments together. I tried to whistle like you showed me, and I thought I let you down...
'I've been practicing...'
He sat down on the concrete with me still entangles in his protective arms. He could never be disappointed at me that day. For two years he knew I tried and that's all that matters. I looked up into his gentle, tear- stained eyes and reached up to him.
The night sky seemed painful to see us. Dark reds filled the sky as the blue began to fade. I'll never forget the last shining star that faded: our star. It smiled down and gave its blessings. The little whispering voice motioned me to be by his side forever and beyond.
The sound startled me. His fingers were placed against his lips. He gently blew, the whistle echoing throughout the barren wasteland. My harmony soon followed as I felt the first true smile in years spread my lips slightly upward. His whistle became muffled, obvious that he started to choke up.
Tidus is known for being emotional, and that's what I find adorable in him. He would throw his hands in the air when he was clueless and shed a tear when he felt pressured. He is very fortunate to be one of the few men to show reactions toward situations. If all men were like Tidus, Spira would be more... let's just say... 'exciting'.
"So it was you that I heard" he said. I parted away from him and sat up. Maybe I did something wrong? Oh, what did I do now?
"I wasn't lying when I said I've practiced" I looked down, feeling awful. Did I hurt him? When I realized what he was saying I wondered what it exactly meant. "You....heard me...?" I asked while turning silent with curiosity.
"When I was alone in the darkness" he added. He tried to hide the emotions even though I knew he was reminiscing the fear and melancholy he once experienced before.
"Oh," I responded, still acting passive. "Is something the matter?"
Tidus sighed and pulled me in closer. I felt warm in an instant as my forehead rested against his. He closed his eyes. We stayed like this as the pyreflies circled in a frenzy. He never responded but I understand the reasons why. I don't have to know everything. Sometimes it's best to give one another some space. But why isn't that the situation for me?
In his arms, we proceeded onto the ruins. It made me feel secure just like our past times together. I remember our time at Luca: laughing at what it seemed to be all of Spira for their childish morality. Would be ever laugh the same? Would we smile just like that day? Please give me the strength to hold in my tears as I recall our moments together. I tried to whistle like you showed me, and I thought I let you down...
'I've been practicing...'
He sat down on the concrete with me still entangles in his protective arms. He could never be disappointed at me that day. For two years he knew I tried and that's all that matters. I looked up into his gentle, tear- stained eyes and reached up to him.
The night sky seemed painful to see us. Dark reds filled the sky as the blue began to fade. I'll never forget the last shining star that faded: our star. It smiled down and gave its blessings. The little whispering voice motioned me to be by his side forever and beyond.
The sound startled me. His fingers were placed against his lips. He gently blew, the whistle echoing throughout the barren wasteland. My harmony soon followed as I felt the first true smile in years spread my lips slightly upward. His whistle became muffled, obvious that he started to choke up.
Tidus is known for being emotional, and that's what I find adorable in him. He would throw his hands in the air when he was clueless and shed a tear when he felt pressured. He is very fortunate to be one of the few men to show reactions toward situations. If all men were like Tidus, Spira would be more... let's just say... 'exciting'.
"So it was you that I heard" he said. I parted away from him and sat up. Maybe I did something wrong? Oh, what did I do now?
"I wasn't lying when I said I've practiced" I looked down, feeling awful. Did I hurt him? When I realized what he was saying I wondered what it exactly meant. "You....heard me...?" I asked while turning silent with curiosity.
"When I was alone in the darkness" he added. He tried to hide the emotions even though I knew he was reminiscing the fear and melancholy he once experienced before.
"Oh," I responded, still acting passive. "Is something the matter?"
Tidus sighed and pulled me in closer. I felt warm in an instant as my forehead rested against his. He closed his eyes. We stayed like this as the pyreflies circled in a frenzy. He never responded but I understand the reasons why. I don't have to know everything. Sometimes it's best to give one another some space. But why isn't that the situation for me?