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'm sorry I didn't update! I know I said somethin' every day but I was on vay-cay-shun! I went to the X Games! Rune Glifberg signed my skateboard! And school just started for me! Ah... the wonderful world of cute boys... my bad.

Review Replies...:

kingster0517: I can't tell you when they get friendly! Read to find out!

Starlight4u: No I wasn't trying to make ya mad, I was just tryin' to let ya know that I hope you have the nicest days possible within the wretched school building...

Jay: You really think the chapters were awesome!? I feel so flattered by that! Trust me, you're not the only one anticipating some cute mushiness between Auron and Rikku. I am anticipating on writing it!!! I love 'em together...

MeowMix2: * blushes * Oh, you really think so? That makes me feel special! I never thought that this was nicely written but I'm glad this cuts it for you on such a high extent!

Why do yall reviewers like to spoil me with kindness? Well, I could definitely get used to it! Thanks!

Fourth Chapter ~-~ Late



"Lord Seymour is very very sorry, but he must delay the arrival of his presence by a little," Tromell notified the party, emerging through the doors.

"It is quite alright," announced the Summoner. "Thank you for telling us."

"You are quite welcome, m'lady," Tromell replied in his nasally tone.

I grew irritated when I heard of the delay. I already knew that most often people of high office tend to be late on many occasions, and they use their superior ranking to excuse their late attendance. But my patience was diminishing rapidly and we all had much more business that needed immediate attention. Excuses wouldn't have been accepted no matter what the reason. We were in a rush... I was in a rush.

Tromell exited with all being said, doors slamming shut loudly behind him.

"Wonder why Maester Seymour's late," Wakka wondered aloud.

"I wonder, as well. We will just have to wait until his former business is done," Lulu noted calmly.

"How long is Seymour gonna be?" Tidus questioned the group lazily. Traces of exhaustion were clearly in his voice.

"I dunno. But all I can say is... let's eat!" Wakka exclaimed, going back to the delicious free buffet set before him.

"As if you didn't eat enough already," Rikku claimed under her breath, yet she made it clearly audible for everyone to hear.

"Hey, I heard that!" Wakka informed her, with a mouth full of food.

I stood there monitoring the area, scanning it's plain features thoroughly. I took note of every detail as my attention traveled from place to place. I was acting as a watch dog, always alert. I watched everybody eat since there was nothing else to wonder about. Everybody was acting ever so sociable (with exceptions of Kimahri), emerging in discussion while they ate. Only I was the only one who didn't even bother with a dinner. There was time for that later. As of now, the business with the Maester was my chief concern.

"Hey. Whatcha up to?" the young Al Bhed girl walked up to me, curiosity written on her face. "Why ain't ya talking? You know you're welcome," she offered me in her trademark gleeful tone.

By this time, my watchful eye was concentrated on the teenager infront of me who had disrupted my silence. "I would rather not," my cold voice told her.

"Gee... I guess you're always this moody," Rikku told herself, her endlessly swirling emerald eyes peering downwards to her feet. "It's not healthy to be non-sociable," she claimed, hoping my descision would have changed.

"I'm not the one for conversation," I'd tell her, my tone still ever so artless and cold.

"C'mon! Live a little!" she'd still protest my tacit nature. Her eyes transferred from her feet back to my eye. Her glossy stare looked at me, with concern. "You gotta tell people your feelings, y'know!"

"I have no need for such things," I'd tell her. I can now determine that I was wrong about that assumption. Self-expression is a muchly used everyday skill. The denial of that was just an ignorant part of my nature.

"Fine! I'm not gonna worry about you anymore, then!" Rikku declared, giving into my closed in replies.

"Hmph," I grunted, not having any other reply to the declaration.

"You can go suit yourself," she'd tell me. Rikku told me that once before, and I've been served that saying many times more. "I'm just sayin' it's not cool to be so private!" and she ran off...

As she was traveling back to the fruit table, I noticed my watchful eye following her. Then I made my attention travel across the room, scanning the area as I usually would my surroundings. Familiarity with my surroundings was always key in guarding a Summoner on her pilgrimage.

My patience was continuing to be pushed to it's near end. I had a clear urgency to continue the pilgrimage (a selfish trait I had) which drew my patience farther to it's breaking point.

But all of the sudden, the doors began to slightly open. As they opened, a man with a figure unnative to the Guado's, yet unnative to a Human's emerged from the doors. It was the young Maester himself. He was wearing his usual blue attire, and kept his hair up in the same odd style.

"Lady Yuna," the Maester addressed the Summoner. He presented himself in the polite way of Yevon - performing the simple prayer infront of the Lady.

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Not much of a way to come back, eh? I really think this chapter is pretty bad compared to everything else... and just when I thought my chapters couldn't get any worse. I've been expirimenting with adding a bit more but when I'm overflowed with ideas things will only get worse. I'm going to switch things up real good in the next chapter. To give a taste of new occurances to the regular game storyline; and to make the game storyline more vulnerable to have Auron and Rikku falling for eachother. (Not meaning it will be rushed, however.)