Of course I don't own the copyright for the Final Fantasy games (although I do own some of the games) if I did; Auron would get a lot more credit. I really agree with that one dude, it's as much Auron's story as Tidus' (look in the interview section of the Final Fantasy X Official Guide). Now, TO THE FANFICMOBILE!!
Sesshômaru: Thanks to YOU it's got a flat. It's gonna take a while to fix. You'll have to do it by hand.
YLS: That sucks. Oh well, guess I'll have to use that Lamborghini Diablo you're working on grins evilly
Sesshie: Kuso. You win. I'll hurry.
15 minutes later, moing
Sesshie: drives up in to YLS in the FFM. The FFM is bouncing up and down coz of the hydraulics Done.
YLS: Good work, Oniichan!
Sesshie: Wench's gonna kill me…
YLS: I love you to.
Sesshie: Get in the frigging car.
YLS: TO THE FANFICMOBILE!! hops in BTW, my bro, Mr.619 has a FFX story up called 'Memories' read it so he doesn't try to use the F-5 on me.
Sesshie: eyes flashing Who is this brother!?
YLS: Call the mob-
Sesshie snaps his fingers. Everything goes black. Then, Sesshie appears in a tux surrounded by YLS (on his shoulder) , Kurama, Hiei, Wolfwood, Vash, Yang, Yin, Miroku and InuYasha; all of which also have tuxedos and Tommy guns (you know, the whole Mafia bit, although Yin and YLS are wearing a women's style thing)
Sesshie: a la Scarface Let's let this guy say hello to my li'l friend. Floor it Veg.
Vegeta puts the pedal to the metal and they drive away
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Line of moogles doing the cancan: Prologue!
Black boots dug into the soft sand of Besaid Island. The summer breeze pushed back a red coat and graying hair. The sun glinted on a pair of sunglasses as a figure made its way towards the small village.
A flamed-head man poked his head out of a yurt. An Al Bhed teenager was nearly exploding from excitement. "So?" She jumped up and down, "What is it, Dad?"
The blitzer could contain his excitement any no longer. "IT'S A BOY!!"
The thief started rambling joyously in her native language. A gunner smiled at the man. "That's great, Wakka."
"It's gonna be great, Yuna; it's gonna be me, my boy, and a blitzball, ya?"
A gothic warrior smirked. "Let's just hope the kid doesn't inherit his father's hair."
"Paine, you're so cruel!" The Al Bhed laughed.
Wakka tried his best to look peeved at her comment but he failed miserably. He whooped and ducked his head back into the yurt. "Something wrong?" Yuna asked.
"I thought I sensed something…" Paine mumbled then shook her head, "Nah. It wasn't anything."
"Oh…okay."
"Hey we'd better get inside before the entire island comes to congratulate Wakka and Lulu." The first girl said.
"That's your first good idea, Rikku." Paine said jokingly.
"You're still as cruel as ever!"
The three sphere hunters entered the yurt just as a man in a red coat reached the edge of the village. "Here of all places." A gruff voice said, "This will only make things more difficult…"
Sesshômaru: Thanks to YOU it's got a flat. It's gonna take a while to fix. You'll have to do it by hand.
YLS: That sucks. Oh well, guess I'll have to use that Lamborghini Diablo you're working on grins evilly
Sesshie: Kuso. You win. I'll hurry.
15 minutes later, moing
Sesshie: drives up in to YLS in the FFM. The FFM is bouncing up and down coz of the hydraulics Done.
YLS: Good work, Oniichan!
Sesshie: Wench's gonna kill me…
YLS: I love you to.
Sesshie: Get in the frigging car.
YLS: TO THE FANFICMOBILE!! hops in BTW, my bro, Mr.619 has a FFX story up called 'Memories' read it so he doesn't try to use the F-5 on me.
Sesshie: eyes flashing Who is this brother!?
YLS: Call the mob-
Sesshie snaps his fingers. Everything goes black. Then, Sesshie appears in a tux surrounded by YLS (on his shoulder) , Kurama, Hiei, Wolfwood, Vash, Yang, Yin, Miroku and InuYasha; all of which also have tuxedos and Tommy guns (you know, the whole Mafia bit, although Yin and YLS are wearing a women's style thing)
Sesshie: a la Scarface Let's let this guy say hello to my li'l friend. Floor it Veg.
Vegeta puts the pedal to the metal and they drive away
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Line of moogles doing the cancan: Prologue!
Black boots dug into the soft sand of Besaid Island. The summer breeze pushed back a red coat and graying hair. The sun glinted on a pair of sunglasses as a figure made its way towards the small village.
A flamed-head man poked his head out of a yurt. An Al Bhed teenager was nearly exploding from excitement. "So?" She jumped up and down, "What is it, Dad?"
The blitzer could contain his excitement any no longer. "IT'S A BOY!!"
The thief started rambling joyously in her native language. A gunner smiled at the man. "That's great, Wakka."
"It's gonna be great, Yuna; it's gonna be me, my boy, and a blitzball, ya?"
A gothic warrior smirked. "Let's just hope the kid doesn't inherit his father's hair."
"Paine, you're so cruel!" The Al Bhed laughed.
Wakka tried his best to look peeved at her comment but he failed miserably. He whooped and ducked his head back into the yurt. "Something wrong?" Yuna asked.
"I thought I sensed something…" Paine mumbled then shook her head, "Nah. It wasn't anything."
"Oh…okay."
"Hey we'd better get inside before the entire island comes to congratulate Wakka and Lulu." The first girl said.
"That's your first good idea, Rikku." Paine said jokingly.
"You're still as cruel as ever!"
The three sphere hunters entered the yurt just as a man in a red coat reached the edge of the village. "Here of all places." A gruff voice said, "This will only make things more difficult…"