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: Okay This IS the last chapter... I don't know how to continue...
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: If you did not get it by now, and if you honestly didn't you are morons, I don't own FF9.
Chapter 5: The End of the Fairy Tale
Beatrix patted Zidane on the shoulder, trying to cheer up the depressed monkey-tailed hero.
Inside of her mind she played a mini scenario in her mind.
Should this have been normal circumstance Zidane wouldn't have attacked Garnet in the way he had. He would have probably beaten around the bush for an hour and eventually would have never said a word of his real intentions . . . maybe instead he would just say he was going to run around for another year or so to "enjoy a Hero's Vacation". Yeah, that sounded like Zidane.
"Will you tell her?" Beatrix looked down at the sulking Zidane as he asked this question. He looked like he had been stabbed with his own dagger, metaphorically of course. She patted him on the shoulder again.
"I promise not to on one condition. Tell me why you attacked her in such a way if you did not love her?"
Zidane made his tail come around him so it rested in his lap; "This is why" Beatrix looked at Zidanes prehensile tail for a moment. She didn't understand what he meant so he continued his explanation;
"I don't understand why, I guess it is some sick little joke Garland had devised, but whenever some one handles my tail enough it is equivalent to. . ." Zidane placed his hand on his crotch, balled it into a fist and made a pumping motion with it.
Biatrix's eyes widened.
"Then that means your attacking the Queen was caused by me. . ."
"It's okay Beatrix, it wasn't your fault. Garnet grabbed my tail as well, that was when I lost control . . . "Zidane drew his knees up to rest his elbows on, "Is Dag . . . Queen Garnet okay?"
"Aside from a passive silence, she is fine" Beatrix rose to her feet.
Zidane's head shot up, "I didn't make her mute again did I?"
Beatrix shook her head, her bouncy curled hair twisting in the motion;
"She has spoken some but keeps her sessions brief . . . " She then extended her hand to the genome, "She sent me here to seek your audience."
Zidane debated inwardly the consequences. If he went he would HAVE to tell her now. If he didn't he'd be guilty for not saying a word. . .then again the truth often stung worse than the lie.
" . . . no I owe her that much" Zidane debated to his self doubt, "I have to tell her . . . "
"Is this wise Pri . . . my Queen?" Steiner had never gotten used to calling Garnet Queen, she was still his princess.
Garnet nodded, keeping ever more reserved than earlier. This pained Steiner but he did not complain. It was several moments before the doors opened and in came the Beautiful General and the Infamous Thief.
"Sir Zidane requests of you your grace to give him private audience" Beatrix kneeled as she made her request. Steiner was obviously annoyed but he looked to Garnet to seek her response. The Queen nodded and waved Steiner and the accompanying guards away. Beatrix was the last to leave, becoming the door guard.
"Zidane . . . " Garnet sighed, "What did I do?"
Zidane tried to smile, honest to heart, but he couldn't find it in him. He shook his head and approached Garnet with one hand out stretched and the other holding his tail so she wouldn't feel the need to grasp it again.
Steiner paced in the small landing before the throne room. Several veins popped and pulsed on his brow as he pondered over what evils the damned thief was performing upon his princess this time.
Beatrix remained at the doorway, answering all the calls that needed the Queen's attention in her stead. Beatrix could hear a slap then a few soft sobs, possibly from Garnet, even over the clanking of Steiner's armor.
After about an hour a knock on the door brought all the happenings in the outer room to a stop, even Steiner's noisy pacing. Zidane emerged from the room with a slightly pink slap mark on his face and tearstains on his vest. His visage was grim but his eyes where no longer guilt ridden.
"I told her" Zidane said to Beatrix then proceeded out of the castle.
Freya and Aramant where having a mini sparing match to entertain the Vivi children when Zidane came to greet them, though his greetings where not as cheerful as per usual.
"Something wrong?" the Bermician Dragoon came up to Zidane, placing her spear to the side.
"Aw heck no, I'm just tired. . ." Zidane stretched and scratched his backside, "so when you all leaving?"
"We where just waiting for you Mr. Zidane" one of the Vivi children squeaked. It was the same one who pulled Zidanes tail before.
Just then, as if her queue, Eiko jumped into Zidanes arms.
"I thought you where going to stay with the queen! Why are you leaving her?" Eiko then jumped out of Zidanes hands and pointed an accusing finger at our monkey-tailed hero, "You made her cry didn't you! She's mad at you!"
Zidane cursed his dumb luck. He was almost out of Alexandria, but then SHE had to blow it. Zidane was now on the spot and if he didn't think fast he would expose himself.
"ZIDANE!" Mene flew in with Choco in close tow, "You said you would be ready to leave at sunset, but it began to pass that and we began to worry so we came to get you."
Zidane thanked the gods and jumped onto Choco's back. He was about to fly off when he turned back to Eiko;
"In Fairy Tales the Princess falls in love with the Thief and they live happily ever after . . . unfortunately this is no Fairy Tale . . . "
Zidane flew off leaving all the friends he had made during his adventure behind to ponder over the last thing he would say to them for a long time . . .
(v''v)('')('')('')(v''v)
Ayame: Fairy Tales?
Becky: So sue me.
Ayame: I will!
Becky: You do and out will come the title of your work in progress!
Ayame: I hate you. . .
Becky: Much reviewing is appreciated!
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: Okay This IS the last chapter... I don't know how to continue...
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: If you did not get it by now, and if you honestly didn't you are morons, I don't own FF9.
Chapter 5: The End of the Fairy Tale
Beatrix patted Zidane on the shoulder, trying to cheer up the depressed monkey-tailed hero.
Inside of her mind she played a mini scenario in her mind.
Should this have been normal circumstance Zidane wouldn't have attacked Garnet in the way he had. He would have probably beaten around the bush for an hour and eventually would have never said a word of his real intentions . . . maybe instead he would just say he was going to run around for another year or so to "enjoy a Hero's Vacation". Yeah, that sounded like Zidane.
"Will you tell her?" Beatrix looked down at the sulking Zidane as he asked this question. He looked like he had been stabbed with his own dagger, metaphorically of course. She patted him on the shoulder again.
"I promise not to on one condition. Tell me why you attacked her in such a way if you did not love her?"
Zidane made his tail come around him so it rested in his lap; "This is why" Beatrix looked at Zidanes prehensile tail for a moment. She didn't understand what he meant so he continued his explanation;
"I don't understand why, I guess it is some sick little joke Garland had devised, but whenever some one handles my tail enough it is equivalent to. . ." Zidane placed his hand on his crotch, balled it into a fist and made a pumping motion with it.
Biatrix's eyes widened.
"Then that means your attacking the Queen was caused by me. . ."
"It's okay Beatrix, it wasn't your fault. Garnet grabbed my tail as well, that was when I lost control . . . "Zidane drew his knees up to rest his elbows on, "Is Dag . . . Queen Garnet okay?"
"Aside from a passive silence, she is fine" Beatrix rose to her feet.
Zidane's head shot up, "I didn't make her mute again did I?"
Beatrix shook her head, her bouncy curled hair twisting in the motion;
"She has spoken some but keeps her sessions brief . . . " She then extended her hand to the genome, "She sent me here to seek your audience."
Zidane debated inwardly the consequences. If he went he would HAVE to tell her now. If he didn't he'd be guilty for not saying a word. . .then again the truth often stung worse than the lie.
" . . . no I owe her that much" Zidane debated to his self doubt, "I have to tell her . . . "
"Is this wise Pri . . . my Queen?" Steiner had never gotten used to calling Garnet Queen, she was still his princess.
Garnet nodded, keeping ever more reserved than earlier. This pained Steiner but he did not complain. It was several moments before the doors opened and in came the Beautiful General and the Infamous Thief.
"Sir Zidane requests of you your grace to give him private audience" Beatrix kneeled as she made her request. Steiner was obviously annoyed but he looked to Garnet to seek her response. The Queen nodded and waved Steiner and the accompanying guards away. Beatrix was the last to leave, becoming the door guard.
"Zidane . . . " Garnet sighed, "What did I do?"
Zidane tried to smile, honest to heart, but he couldn't find it in him. He shook his head and approached Garnet with one hand out stretched and the other holding his tail so she wouldn't feel the need to grasp it again.
Steiner paced in the small landing before the throne room. Several veins popped and pulsed on his brow as he pondered over what evils the damned thief was performing upon his princess this time.
Beatrix remained at the doorway, answering all the calls that needed the Queen's attention in her stead. Beatrix could hear a slap then a few soft sobs, possibly from Garnet, even over the clanking of Steiner's armor.
After about an hour a knock on the door brought all the happenings in the outer room to a stop, even Steiner's noisy pacing. Zidane emerged from the room with a slightly pink slap mark on his face and tearstains on his vest. His visage was grim but his eyes where no longer guilt ridden.
"I told her" Zidane said to Beatrix then proceeded out of the castle.
Freya and Aramant where having a mini sparing match to entertain the Vivi children when Zidane came to greet them, though his greetings where not as cheerful as per usual.
"Something wrong?" the Bermician Dragoon came up to Zidane, placing her spear to the side.
"Aw heck no, I'm just tired. . ." Zidane stretched and scratched his backside, "so when you all leaving?"
"We where just waiting for you Mr. Zidane" one of the Vivi children squeaked. It was the same one who pulled Zidanes tail before.
Just then, as if her queue, Eiko jumped into Zidanes arms.
"I thought you where going to stay with the queen! Why are you leaving her?" Eiko then jumped out of Zidanes hands and pointed an accusing finger at our monkey-tailed hero, "You made her cry didn't you! She's mad at you!"
Zidane cursed his dumb luck. He was almost out of Alexandria, but then SHE had to blow it. Zidane was now on the spot and if he didn't think fast he would expose himself.
"ZIDANE!" Mene flew in with Choco in close tow, "You said you would be ready to leave at sunset, but it began to pass that and we began to worry so we came to get you."
Zidane thanked the gods and jumped onto Choco's back. He was about to fly off when he turned back to Eiko;
"In Fairy Tales the Princess falls in love with the Thief and they live happily ever after . . . unfortunately this is no Fairy Tale . . . "
Zidane flew off leaving all the friends he had made during his adventure behind to ponder over the last thing he would say to them for a long time . . .
(v''v)('')('')('')(v''v)
Ayame: Fairy Tales?
Becky: So sue me.
Ayame: I will!
Becky: You do and out will come the title of your work in progress!
Ayame: I hate you. . .
Becky: Much reviewing is appreciated!