Title: I'm A Fighter, Not A Lover

Rating: PG-13

Author: Rageful Fairy

Categories: Action/Adventure + Romance + Drama + Angst

Discalaimer: 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 seemed to have lost interest in Final Fantasy X, that is probably why I didn't update. But my interest has been rekindled by answering a lot of questions for a friend about the game. So I'm back! I apologize to everyone who has been patiently waiting for more of this fic.

Seventh Chapter ~ - ~ - ~ Jyscal

"Thanks for waiting!" Yuna cheerfully said as she exited the Farplane. I didn't understand that cheeriness, after she had just come back from probably such an emotional experience. "I'll go give my answer to Maester Seymour!"

So suddenly, an old Guado spirit came into view. Enshrouded with pyreflies, he tried to force his way out of the binding barriers of the Farplane. Echoing, yet weak, moans filled the silent Guadosalam air. It was...

"Lord Jyscal!" one of the Guado who guarded the Farplane announced, in panic. It was funny how he was able to finish my thought. It was not time to think about slight amusement, however.

"He does not belong here," I forced out, as I felt my knees quiver and weaken. I had to lean over to bear the oddities that were flashing through my eyes, since I could no longer see the scenery of Guadosalam, I began to see memories. Memories that did not belong to me. Memories that belonged to... Jyscal. I felt his pain. I saw his murder. I saw it was

Seymour who brought death upon him. I saw that, and I was shocked.

"He is Lord Jyscal no more! Send him now!" I heard Lulu instruct Yuna. I could only hear a faint whisper of what she had said, though. The memory of Jyscal had an overwhelming sense of audio, that it was hard to hear over it.

I tried, but with no avail, to confirm that sending Jyscal was the appropriate choice. I did not have to do that, however, since she had begun the sending ritual. That ritual always enchanted me. The graceful movements of the summoner, the dancing pyreflies, the diminishing, perishing soul going away to it's new yet proper home... it was a beautifully sad experience that I had to witness.

As the sending was going on, I saw the perishing of Lord Jyscal within that memory. I saw his sending. The vision of Yuna's sending was blurred since the memory of Jyscal was overpowering, but the memory was an exact resemblance of the sending that Yuna was doing then. I could see the faint, beautiful outlines of Yuna dancing behind Seymour's sinister and blatant anywhere but graceful movement.

Once he was sent, I felt restored and revitalized. The memory and the sending stopped at the exact same moment. I stood up quickly, and acted like nothing had happened. Something did happen, though. It was plain obvious. I could not address it then. I never planned to, either. "Talk later. We leave now."

"Was that really Lord Jyscal?" Wakka inquired, in an utmost voice of confusion.

"How can that be? I do not understand how a man like that could die and not be sent!" Yuna chimed, also in a confused wonder.

"I would think that he was sent. Once. But he stayed on Spira. Something, a powerful emotion could have bound him to this world. Such things do happen," Lulu had informed the young summoner.

"But like... isn't that against the rules?" Rikku pondered aloud.

"It means he died an unclean death," I told her, with a rude-sounding tone.

"I will go meet with the Maester, now," Yuna announced, walking toward the big red doors of the manor.

Before she entered, I had to assure her of something. "Yuna! Jyscal is the Guado's problem. It is not yours."

She nodded as she walked inside. Tidus and Lulu went to the upper half of Guadosalam while Rikku, Kimahri, Wakka, and I remained outside of the Maester's manor patiently for Yuna's return.

Rikku was hopping up and down, playfully, as an attempt to entertain the stoic Ronso guardian. She was giggling, telling jokes, and just being happy-go-lucky.

Now, that is what I admire about her.

I shined some light on that scene by the Farplane. I knew it could be explained by something much more simpler in the game, but I wanted to make something that would mean something out of that event! It will be proved a significant event later in the story... once I get around to writing it. I know this was a short chapter but it's better than nothing!