Coming Back To Say Goodbye
By: Ayame--Jeanne--Becky
Series: Final Fantasy IX (9)
Genre: Sad-Romantic
Rating: PG-13
###NOTE! This is a re-released version of my fic. Grammar and Spelling have been fixed###
Forenotes: My 10th review! does a happy dance I conquered the writers' block and am here to deliver the true chapter 4!
If you are worried about the text people on the bottom they are Kirby's doing "The Wave" it means the current chapter is over.
Disclaimer: Don't ask again! I DON'T OWN FF9!
Chapter 4: The Invisible Cage Opened
Zidane had been thrown into the dungeon.
He could have escaped easily, heck Steiner had once before. However, what kept him quietly inside the hanging cage was a mental cage. The image of Dagger in a state of pure shock plagued his mind and just moments before that he had been imagining himself and the beautiful Angel of Death inter-locked as only lovers could be.
Zidane lazily swished his tail back and forth. It was the root of all his problems, but he didn't want to imagine how painful it would be to remove it. He wouldn't be himself anymore or would he? Zidane could not concentrate enough to come to a conclusion for the image of Dagger's terrified face scattered his thoughts again.
"Damn it!" Zidane banged the floor of the cage with a clenched fist. Tears threatened to make them selves known and he had to choke back a sob to keep his last little bit of dignity he had in front of the Guards of Alexandria Castle; "It wasn't supposed to end up this way..."
Zidane heard an opening of doors and the sound of saluting. Someone of high rank had entered, but it couldn't have been Garnet. He knew she would never forgive him; not for this.
"Zidane?" It was the voice of Beatrix, that unmistakably proud yet feminine voice; "I've come to ask you a few questions"
Zidane didn't feel like playing twenty questions so he just kept his gaze transfixed on the floor of his cell. Beatrix said something and the door of his cage came open and she steeped inside. She kneeled down and looked into his face.
"Did you mean to harm the Queen?" She asked quietly and softly. Zidane shook his head as his response. She continued to interrogate him, "What did you mean to do then?"
Zidane felt a tear try to escape, but he blinked it away quickly. He knew this was going to happen. He had to explain himself now, put his heart on a table and hope no one would stab it. He had hoped this would have been just a private confession to Garnet but now it would be to Beatrix and the attending guards of the dungeon . . . no he didn't need to have the guards spreading gossip . . .
"C-could the guards leave?" Zidane asked meekly, " . . . you know well enough that I am hardly a match for you . . . "
Beatrix gave the order for every guard to leave; any who remained would be forced to do the Pluto Knights laundry.
Feeling a little more confidant in the kindhearted Beatrix, Zidane made his case; "In order for you to fully understand I have to tell you of the events after the Iifa Tree's death. . ."
##Flashback##
. . . Kuja and Zidane made the long trek back to Madarin Sari, Kuja on the back of Zidane. Only the Moogles remained and they did not have any memory of Kuja so they did nothing to harm him or turn him away.
Zidane swore that Kuja was acting much nicer now than ever before. After getting cleaned up and healed up thanks to Zidane's care and the Moogles assistance Kuja offered to aid in the rebuilding the destroyed village, never mentioning his true reason why.
"Kupo! Kuja is such a kind soul. He helps us selflessly!" Mogski said cheerfully one day to Zidane. He himself too felt that Kuja was changed, perhaps the old Kuja did die that day.
The rubble was cleared away and a new home was built; that of Zidane and Kuja. For almost two months the genomes shared their company with the Moogles.
One day Kuja had tried his luck at sewing to make Zidane a new vest but he pricked his finger on the needle.
"Ouch! Damn this infernal. . ." just as Kuja was about to obliterate the offensive needle with Ultima, but Zidane took it from him and kissed the injured finger.
"If we don't give some thing second chances we never see what good they can really do"
##End Flashback##
Beatrix was mesmerized by how kindly Zidane spoke of Kuja. It then occurred to her; why Zidane was saddened to meet Garnet, why he was moaning Kuja's name in the stead of the Queens, why Zidane had come in the first place. . .
"You were going to tell her . . . that you fell in love with Kuja . . . "
(v''v)('')('')('')(v''v)
Becky: Yes! Chapter 4 is done!
Ayame: About time...
Becky: I can't say much about your fic though...
Ayame: Be quiet!
Becky: Thank You! My Loyal Fans! Thank You! Place your offerings in the Review Box!
By: Ayame--Jeanne--Becky
Series: Final Fantasy IX (9)
Genre: Sad-Romantic
Rating: PG-13
###NOTE! This is a re-released version of my fic. Grammar and Spelling have been fixed###
Forenotes: My 10th review! does a happy dance I conquered the writers' block and am here to deliver the true chapter 4!
If you are worried about the text people on the bottom they are Kirby's doing "The Wave" it means the current chapter is over.
Disclaimer: Don't ask again! I DON'T OWN FF9!
Chapter 4: The Invisible Cage Opened
Zidane had been thrown into the dungeon.
He could have escaped easily, heck Steiner had once before. However, what kept him quietly inside the hanging cage was a mental cage. The image of Dagger in a state of pure shock plagued his mind and just moments before that he had been imagining himself and the beautiful Angel of Death inter-locked as only lovers could be.
Zidane lazily swished his tail back and forth. It was the root of all his problems, but he didn't want to imagine how painful it would be to remove it. He wouldn't be himself anymore or would he? Zidane could not concentrate enough to come to a conclusion for the image of Dagger's terrified face scattered his thoughts again.
"Damn it!" Zidane banged the floor of the cage with a clenched fist. Tears threatened to make them selves known and he had to choke back a sob to keep his last little bit of dignity he had in front of the Guards of Alexandria Castle; "It wasn't supposed to end up this way..."
Zidane heard an opening of doors and the sound of saluting. Someone of high rank had entered, but it couldn't have been Garnet. He knew she would never forgive him; not for this.
"Zidane?" It was the voice of Beatrix, that unmistakably proud yet feminine voice; "I've come to ask you a few questions"
Zidane didn't feel like playing twenty questions so he just kept his gaze transfixed on the floor of his cell. Beatrix said something and the door of his cage came open and she steeped inside. She kneeled down and looked into his face.
"Did you mean to harm the Queen?" She asked quietly and softly. Zidane shook his head as his response. She continued to interrogate him, "What did you mean to do then?"
Zidane felt a tear try to escape, but he blinked it away quickly. He knew this was going to happen. He had to explain himself now, put his heart on a table and hope no one would stab it. He had hoped this would have been just a private confession to Garnet but now it would be to Beatrix and the attending guards of the dungeon . . . no he didn't need to have the guards spreading gossip . . .
"C-could the guards leave?" Zidane asked meekly, " . . . you know well enough that I am hardly a match for you . . . "
Beatrix gave the order for every guard to leave; any who remained would be forced to do the Pluto Knights laundry.
Feeling a little more confidant in the kindhearted Beatrix, Zidane made his case; "In order for you to fully understand I have to tell you of the events after the Iifa Tree's death. . ."
##Flashback##
. . . Kuja and Zidane made the long trek back to Madarin Sari, Kuja on the back of Zidane. Only the Moogles remained and they did not have any memory of Kuja so they did nothing to harm him or turn him away.
Zidane swore that Kuja was acting much nicer now than ever before. After getting cleaned up and healed up thanks to Zidane's care and the Moogles assistance Kuja offered to aid in the rebuilding the destroyed village, never mentioning his true reason why.
"Kupo! Kuja is such a kind soul. He helps us selflessly!" Mogski said cheerfully one day to Zidane. He himself too felt that Kuja was changed, perhaps the old Kuja did die that day.
The rubble was cleared away and a new home was built; that of Zidane and Kuja. For almost two months the genomes shared their company with the Moogles.
One day Kuja had tried his luck at sewing to make Zidane a new vest but he pricked his finger on the needle.
"Ouch! Damn this infernal. . ." just as Kuja was about to obliterate the offensive needle with Ultima, but Zidane took it from him and kissed the injured finger.
"If we don't give some thing second chances we never see what good they can really do"
##End Flashback##
Beatrix was mesmerized by how kindly Zidane spoke of Kuja. It then occurred to her; why Zidane was saddened to meet Garnet, why he was moaning Kuja's name in the stead of the Queens, why Zidane had come in the first place. . .
"You were going to tell her . . . that you fell in love with Kuja . . . "
(v''v)('')('')('')(v''v)
Becky: Yes! Chapter 4 is done!
Ayame: About time...
Becky: I can't say much about your fic though...
Ayame: Be quiet!
Becky: Thank You! My Loyal Fans! Thank You! Place your offerings in the Review Box!