Final Fantasy X –
Tell Me What The Rain Knows
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Pairing: Gippal/Rikku
Genre: Romance /Drama
Author: FireMistress
A/N: Hi everyone, this is FireMistress and I'm glad to present to you my first FFX fanfiction. I hope you enjoy it. Please review. Comments are always welcomed.
Chapter 1: Fire And Ice
"Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice,
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate,
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice."
-Robert Frost
The sun intense rays radiated with such ferocity that the young Al Bhed found it hard to breathe. Sweat cascaded smoothly from her forehead to her flawless jaw, creating some sort of refreshment to her overheated body. She paused for a moment, as to contemplate what she thought to be one of her most wonderful creations yet. The petite Al Bhed had a thing for machina, and whenever she got the chance, or needed some time to herself, she would go to the outskirt of the newly build Home and start working on anything that came to mind.
…And she had a lot on her mind…
Rikku sighed silently, taking a handkerchief from her pockets to dry her face. The darn machina looked good, but there was just something missing that prevented it from working. Rikku has been faced with the same problem for three days and even though she checked that blasted thing over and over again, she still couldn't put her fingers on where she was going wrong. Oh, how she wished that she had Lulu's black magic. Maybe then she could of blasted the machina with a Thundaga and made the corrupted engine work.
A small smiled escaped her beautiful lips as she recalled her first pilgrimage with her cousin Yunie. She had been so terrified of lightning, that she had delayed the poor group for a whole day. She thought that the storm was going to subside, but her theory proved wrong when the next day arrived and the thunder still roared like a pack of starving wolves. If it wouldn't be for Auron, she would of never have left the place!
Her smile, however, turned into a sour frown as she remembered Auron. She had loved him so dearly that she was willing to go to the Farplane to visit him, of course alone. She knew that she wouldn't be able to resist the sight of Auron and not brake down and cry. Memories were meant to be kept inside, or at least, that's what she had tried to convince herself of so many times, but she would risk anything she had to see Auron once again, even if his spirit was only pyreflies triggered by her strong emotions.
She had learned so much from this silent warrior, even though he hardly said much. He was just mysterious, yet alluring in his own way. She had admired him like she had never admired someone before, not even her own father. He had taught her to be strong and to believe in herself, even if odds were against her. And slowly, but surely, he had turned an immature little girl into a lady capable of defending herself.
"Tyllit!" cursed the Al Bhed as she threw furiously the metal wrench that she so tightly held before. Placing her diminutive hand to her face, she tried hard to stop the tears that were so freely pouring like the worst of rainstorms, but found it useless. She tried controlling her sobs, but destiny was cruel and also spat that on her face. It was like Fayth was playing some kind of vindictive game on her. It came to torture and plague her with images of someone whom she'll never see again, as much as she hated to admit it.
Heavy footsteps and irregular breathing broke the beautiful Al Bhed from her chain of thoughts. She quickly wiped the remaining of her tears off to prevent her intruder to find out that she had cried. Turning around, she noticed a young man around his eighteens. He was about five feet eight inches and his brunette hair was tied in a low ponytail. Despise her feelings; she smiled sweetly, waiting for the boy whom she recognized as Yves, one of her father's messengers. Her father had obviously sent this boy to fetch her up. It didn't take a genius to that out.
"Rammu, Ms…Ms. Rikku. I have…s…some news from your vyddan," Yves said as he shifted his weight nervously from one leg to the other. Rikku raised an eyebrow. Not much because he brought news from her father, but more of amusement. She knew Yves had had the biggest crush on her but he never dared to confess for fear of her father's wrath.
"What is it?"
"He requires your…your presence in his office. Said he wanted to…to talk to you."
"Do you know what for?" Yves scratched his head as if trying to come up with the reason why Cid had summoned her daughter so unexpectedly, but at finding no answer he shrugged and said:
"I have no idea"
Rikku tilted her head to her side, raising an eyebrow in the process. Deciding then to see what her father wanted with her, she winked at Yves, a tint of seduction hinted on her face.
"Lead the way, handsome."
Yves turned in every shades of red there could possible be. The Al Bhed couldn't help it but to laugh, making the situation that much more embarrassing, and deciding to save himself from more humiliations - he began walking towards Cid's office.
The trip was shorter that Rikku had wanted it to be. In truth, she really didn't want to meet Cid. But she knew that if she didn't go, curiosity was going to keep nagging at her until she finally did. Yves never spoke a word throughout the walk. Rather he kept his distance from her. Is not like she really wanted him to talk, but she knew how awkward the young man must have been feeling at the moment. Heaven knows how much she had gone through that when Auron was around her. She felt like every inch of her body was frozen in place. Her breathing became heavier and she got very tensed.
…She was such the child…
"Your daughter has arrived," saluted Yves, as both entered her father's office.
"Dryhg Oui," thanked Cid as he plastered a smile on his face. Yves bowed, and exited.
Cid sighed lightly, grateful that he didn't have to keep on with his charade. He hated smiling when he was in no mood in doing so. All he wanted to do was scream and fight. That was his way of copping with stress, and he has been very stressed out lately. The younger Al Bhed folded her arms as she raised her eyebrow slightly, confusion evident in her emerald eyes.
"Take a sit."
"I rather not," Cid glanced at Rikku, but decided to ignore her. There was no way that she was going to ruin his day more that it already was.
"I have to talk to you."
"That's obvious, now speak umt sys. E tuh'd ryja desa du fycda," Cid breathed heavily. His daughter had changed completely after that foolish guardian of Auron died five years ago. She was obviously in love with him, though she never dared to spoke a word of it to the older Al Bhed. He hated to see his daughter so crushed with a man that was long dead. His daughter had grown to be a beautiful young lady, mature and smart to an extent. But even so, Cid feared that there was some part of her that was yet of that of a child…her heart. Broken, bruised and wounded, Cid knew that it took more than time to heal his daughter's screaming soul…
…And he had the perfect plan…
"I have a mission for you."
"A mission?" wondered the confused Rikku. Cid nodded and proceeded:
"I want you to go to Macalania Woods. The priest there asked me to send him some of my best fighters to assist him in battle," he wasn't lying, but he wasn't saying the complete truth either.
Rikku's eyes sparkled. She hasn't gotten out of this darn place for quite a while now, and her body has been screaming training. How did she ever expected to get as good as her Sir Auron if she never trained?
"I'll take the offer. When am I leaving?"
"You'll be departing this afternoon after you guys are ready."
A puzzled expression was noticeable on her face, "You guys?"
"Oh, I forgot to mention. Gippal is also assisting you for this matter."
"He what?!"
"Gippal is also assis…"
"You don't have to repeat it, I heard it the first time. Sorry Cid, but there's no way I'm going with him."
"And why not?" he questioned.
"Because he's arrogant and I can't stand him." Rikku simply responded. The older Al Bhed only shrugged and said:
"Sorry, there's nothing I can do about it. The priest specifically demanded to have you two."
If looks can kill, Cid would have been to Hell a thousand times. Fury was obvious in Rikku's eyes, turning her beautiful emerald green eyes into a swirl of fire.
"Well then, I guess I'll just have to the airship before him and kick him out!" and with that Rikku left, making sure that the doors were slam hard enough to make her father acknowledge her rage.
"There are so alike, yet so different…just like Fire and Ice," he laughed as he sat down on his leather chair, waiting for the upcoming great news.
Translation:
"Tyllit!" "Dammed!"
"Rammu" "Hello"
"Vyddan" "Father"
"Dryhg Oui" "Thank You"
"Umt sys" "Old man"
"E tuh'd ryja desa du fycda" "I don't have time to waste"
A/N: I'm done!!! ::phew:: so tired…..gonna go to sleep now. Please R&R…remember…
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