Title: I'm A Fighter, Not A Lover

Rating: PG-13

Author: Rageful Fairy

Categories: Action/Adventure + Romance + Drama + Angst

Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of FFX

Summary: Auron's look at the relationship he's formed with Rikku during Yuna's pilgrimage.

Author's Notes: I read my fic today... and when I read it I found nothing special about it! Do yall know how that is...? Well, anyway... another chapter for you-- the people; from Beanie. Now roll it!

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kingster0517: Sorta rushed? You mean mad rushed? I know it seemed that way... but it actually took a long time to write! How does that work, actually? I don't know. Well, thanks for still liking the chapter...

Starlight4u: I never thought I could portray Auron right. But, by the sounds of what you told me... I guess I can! No problem for keeping your sanity in mind! I'd protect and always consider the sanity of my readers... Oh, and before I forget... have nice days in school!

Third Chapter ~-~ Entering Guadosalam

We continued following the twig-covered terrain to the Guado city of Guadosalam. What we could see of the sun has near completely set into an orange, pink, and violet horizon. The path to Guadosalam had swarms of pyreflies coming from the Farplane to regroup at the Moonflow still. The glowing spheres danced throughout the sky in waves; forming bright and vividly-colored clouds. The sight was beautiful and lovely, but the feeling enmanating from them was of an unbearable sadness.

Perished men and women's souls were amongst the pyreflies, reuniting with loved ones in the place of an enticing attraction and beauty-- the Moonflow. Their stories and memories were poured into the mixture of the billions of glowing, newly-forming clouds. The most saddening of things could be expressed in such a sight bearing eye catching beauty.

I almost guarantee that I was thinking of all of that then. Of course, the thinking left me unfazed since most everything left me that way. I think that was the most aggravating trait I possessed. That trait also fully displayed my seemingly emotionless nature, aswell.

"How long 'til Guadosalam?" asked Tidus, disturbing my deep train of thought.

"We are nearly there," Lulu informed him, acting as the human encyclopedia of Spira.

"You said that an hour ago," Rikku noted, with a tired, discontented sigh.

"No complaints," I butted in with a command, in a voice showing a tiny bit of reflect.

"Fine. Whatever you say," she came back in a slightly sarcastic tone.

"You agreed to the duty, now you'd best fulfill it," I had advised the newest and youngest of guardians. I had to acknowledge her duty to aid Yuna with the service of guarding the young summoner with her life to prove my point.

"I know, I know. And I won't slack at it one bit!" vowed Rikku in reply, with all sobriety reflecting in her extravagantly joyful voice.

Myself, not having the willingness to begin a conversation (or potentially a skirmish,) dismissed the vow with a nod, and continued on the rest of the ways silent.

We were at the enterance of Guadosalam by now. The ground has transformed into a construction of dried mud, tree roots, and leaves. In the center of our surroundings were a few triangular holes mounted into the ground. A glowing green light emitted from the holes-- from the heart of Guadosalam, perhaps. Even I who has saw this mysterious beauty before, thought the sight alien.

We quickly moved on, gaping at the sight for a matter of seconds. As we entered the small city, we were greeted by a Guado native.

"We have been expecting you, Lady Yuna. I welcome you to Guadosalam. Please, m'lady, this way," the Guado welcomed in a nasally and elderly voice. His appearance muchly matched the tone of his voice, elderly looking.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa there!" Wakka said, grasping Yuna's hand.

"Oh. I beg your pardon. I am called Tromell Guado. I am to the direct service of our great leader, Lord Seymour Guado," Tromell introduced. "The Lordship request the presence of Lady Yuna. He has very important business to discuss with the Lady," explained the Guado man.

"Business with me? Whatever could it be I wonder!" Yuna excitedly pondered aloud.

"Please come inside the manor," instructed Tromell, pointing to the large home of the Maester. "Of course, your friends are also welcome."

I could only wonder what the Maester would want with Yuna at this time of night...

We proceeded into the Maester's manor, hurriedly following Tromell. I took a glance at the place. Hologram images of the previous Guado leaders consumed most walls on the first floors. The blue and gray images detailed the number of Guado leaders. Most looked completely identical, but Seymour looked noticeably different. Stair cases were on the left and right of us, both leading into a small chamber above.

I could barely recall of the sights since Tromell moved us so quickly. We had no time to spare, so I appreciated the hurry. We walked into a second room of the manor-- a room with tables of dining foods.

"Whoa! Can you say pig-out?!" Rikku questioned, nearly drooling at the sight of all the food.

"Yeah! I'm starved!" exclaimed Tidus.

"Please, help yourselves!" offered the Guado. "I will go inform the Lorship you are all here," Tromell told us, rushing into a third room.

"I may take up the offer," Lulu casually said, picking up a pear from the fruit collection.

"Yeah. I'm so hungry I could eat a Behemoth whole! How many steaks do you think we could get outta one of those...?" wondered Wakka, beginning to hungrilly dine.

All of us dined on the scrumptious collection of well prepared foods. I ate by myself, while the rest of the party split up into groups of two, starting conversations. My eyes wondered around the light yellow walls, gazing at the paintings on the walls. The place's interior was very simple for something with such a complex build.

The doors were of a beautiful craft with carvings of miscellaneous designs peeled into them The frames of the paintings were of the same craft as the doors. The stair railings were professionally carved into a half-circle, painted gold which complemented the yellow surroundings.

My eyes wondered around the room, finding that the door Tromell has entered now was slightly opening...

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Bad, was it? Hopefully not. I am kinda tired, so nighty-night!