Standard disclaimers apply.
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Rikku brushed her hair back; getting an odd feeling that she was turning into Rikki at the same time. It was an odd thought, but than she had been playing with her hair for over twenty minutes non-stop. "You know," she began randomly, "I'm not quite sure what the assumed problem with you is."
Rikku-chan, eyes dry from tears at the moment, blinked. "What do you mean, Rikku-san?" she asked politely, adding the honorific absently.
"Just Rikku!"
"Sorry," Rikku-chan sniffled.
"Don't worry about it. Let's get started with our investigation, ne?" Rikku said brightly. She smiled widely and flopped down carelessly on a fallen log.
The two girls had decided to conduct their experiments with the songstress dressphere on Besaid Island. That way, once the matter was resolved, they could travel to Kilika and help out with Rikk and Rikki.
Rikku-chan nodded. "Sure thing..." she said hesitantly. She was wearing the Black Mage sphere at the moment and hadn't worn the Songstress since they had split up from the others.
She changed.
Nothing happened. For several moments, Rikku-chan held her breath, waiting for some otherworldly power to wash over her. "I guess that there isn't any problem," she said finally.
"Hmmm.... (Er, maybe Rikku-sama should have taken this one)..." Rikku murmured under her breath. "Why don't you try and dance?" she suggested loudly, throwing one hand high into the air for emphasis.
"Rikku, what if something does happen?" Rikku-chan asked in a trembling voice.
"I guess that we'd have to stop it," Rikku said, shrugging carelessly. "No point in worrying about the future until it happens..."
"Is that your solution to everything?" Rikku-chan murmured. "If you don't mind my asking..." Her eyes were taking on glassy sheen, indicating the presence of tears lurking just behind the surface.
Rikku tilted her head to the side. "Just about... let's get started, ne?"
Rikku-chan sighed and started performing the Sleepy Shuffle.
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"Hey, Rikku," Tidus said, dropping his arm across Rikku-san's shoulders. "Paine and Yuna are getting kinda worried about you."
"Really?" Rikku-san inquired sleepily.
Tidus blinked. "I can see where they're getting it from. I don't remember you being this... solemn before."
"I ain't solemn; I'm just a bit sleepy," Rikku-san defended herself.
"Yeah, well I don't remember you being sleepy that often either," Tidus said with a half smile. "In fact, you were usually and the who was in favor of keeping up a steady pace-"
"That was actually Auron," Rikku-san pointed out lazily.
"Yeah... I guess so, but still..."
"Yuna changed, why can't I?" Rikku-san interrupted.
"Because Yuna said -" Tidus started.
"Please, don't be so... so history bound."
"History bound?" Tidus echoed.
"People change," Rikku-san murmured. She rested her head on her arms, closing her eyes. "Nighty~night!" she exclaimed with a visible yawn before she fell asleep.
Tidus stood up and stepped out of the cabin. "You're right," he told Yuna.
"Obviously," Paine responded. "Now the question is... "
"What's wrong with Rikku," Yuna said softly.
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Rikku-chan had moved through the motions of almost all the dances. There was no glowing pyrefly light seeping from her clothes. There was no strange figure outlined in white. In short, they weren't making any progress... at all!
Rikku toppled out of sight. "How about you try Dirty Dancing?" she mumbled tiredly.
Rikku-chan nodded and started dancing. While she danced, it felt like she was moving away from her body, detached mentally.
She was flowing backwards, or at least that was the only way that she could feel it. Her surroundings faded into a long blurred line of rainbow colored light that slowly congregated into a city from the past she had only seen in spheres before. Zanarkand... in it's prime.
She was dumped unceremoniously on the street. Rikku-chan stifled the urge to cry - barely! "Hello!" she called out.
"You're familiar with the term "Unsent" right?" a man's voice inquired.
She spun, coming face to face with her most recent major enemy. "Shuyin!" she exclaimed.
He wiggled his fingers at her. "That's me!" he said with a half smile.
She tried to spherechange into Black Mage and attack him. It was the only thing that she could think of. He had tried to kill all of Spira the last time that she had encountered him; although he hadn't. In the end he had gone away with Lenne, fading...
"Why didn't you fade with Lenne?" she asked softly when the sphere change failed. She tried to keep the note of fear out of her voice at the thought of fighting the young man without magic or weapons. There was no way that she was going to be able to sing him to death.... especially considering that he was already dead.
"You're in a dreamscape right now," Shuyin murmured. "I did fade with Lenne... only we didn't make it all the way."
"You didn't make it?" Rikku-chan asked softly. "What do you mean?" She had started crying, which seemed to surprise Shuyin.
"Hey, stop crying!" he exclaimed, stepping forword and trying to embrace her in a hug. "I can't stand to see a woman cry..."
Rikku-chan started crying more. "What's going on!" she sobbed.
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"WHAT'S GOING ON!" Rikku screamed, slashing upwards and across with her twin blades.
The man who had appeared while Rikku-chan collapsed was stunning in appearence. He had waist lengh green hair with midnight black highlights streaked through it and calculating black and gold eyes ringed with think black eye lashes. He was dressed simply in a pale green tunic with gold claspings. His hands, gloved with black leather, both held wicked looking swords.
He was currently swinging both swords towards Rikku-chan's unconcious body, and that was definetly not allowed!
He turned to look at Rikku while she slashed at his back; however, he didn't still his assualt on the unconcious Al Bhed girl. "You are?" he inquired, black and gold eyes flickering across her.
Rikku didn't answer. Instead, she flipped over him, driving her knee into the back of his neck. She landed lightly in front of Rikku-chan. For a brief moment, she was on her feet in a low stance, then she was airborne.
The man smiled, a cold and emotionless look. "Foolish child," he chided her. "You're no match for me."
"We'll see about that!" Rikku exclaimed. She shoved her hand into her pouch, rubbing the Garment Grid to initiate a change. "Time to bust out!" she exclaimed as her clothes melted away to be replaced with the Berserker Dressphere. She flipped forword, kicking the man with one foot and then the other. "Take that!" she exclaimed.
Before she was half-way through her attack, he grabbed by her ankle and threw her forcefully into a nearby palm tree. She hit hard and splinted through, getting up shakily. "No fair!" she pouted. She raced towards him again, but this time he met her head on.
Cocking his fist slightly, he smashed it into her face, staggering her backwards. Rikku hit the ground, plunged into unconciousness.
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"His name is Akira," Shuyin said softly.
"Who is he?" Rikku-chan repeated.
"He is... or rather, was an enemy of mine," Shuyin answered. "I suppose that he still is an enemy of mine."
"You," he flicked Rikku-chan on the nose, "Resemble greatly someone that we both knew at one time."
"Who?" Rikku-chan asked, attempting to keep from crying.
"Summoner Midori," Shuyin answered. "She had blond hair and swirly green eyes -"
"You mean she was an Al Bhed?" Rikku-chan interrupted, hiccuping.
Shuyin shook his head. "Not at all. The term 'Al Bhed' wasn't always used. In my time, it wasn't used at all." He ran his hand through his hair.
Rikku-chan shrugged. "So who was Midori? And what's that have to do with the songstress dressphere? Wasn't Lenne the model for this clothes?"
Shuyin sighed heavily. "Midori was... my little sister. Akira wanted her... bad. When the Summoner War started with Bevelle, he kidnapped her to keep her from going to the front lines."
"And you were busy with saving Lenne, right?" Rikku-chan whispered, tears starting again. "So you weren't able to rescue her -"
"She turned herself into a Fayth, actually," Shuyin said. "Her power was different, immensely more powerful than that of the other Summoners. Akira is after her - you - because he wants the power to become what he was before -"
Rikku-chan blinked, his words abruptly dying as she began to spiral forward again. "Shuyin!" she exclaimed.
He stood up. "I didn't protect Midori; however, for your help with Lenne, and to bring rest Midori... I will accompany you."
"What?" Rikku-chan murmured. Then she was back, slamming into her body just in time to see a sword curving towards her head. On closer inspection, she realized that it was two swords. She rolled out of the way, managing to keep herself from being skewered.
"Perform 'Battle Dance'," Shuyin's voice whispered in her ear.
"I don't know that dance!" Rikku-chan screamed, scrambling away from the next sword swing. She spherechanged and couldn't hear Shuyin's voice anymore. She stood up, casting Firaga towards the green haired man.
He stopped swinging his sword. "Why, Midori, I seem to recall you're magic being stronger than that. High Summoner reduced to nothing?" he inquired. "Pathetic." He crossed his swords in front of him and started blasting Thunder spells towards Rikku-chan with rapid speed.
Rikku-chan screamed, confronted with her worst fear.
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Rikku claimed her feet shakily and spotted Akira blasting Thunder spells towards Rikku-chan. Seeing the other girl alive was a vast relief to the young thief. She had thought everything was over for sure when she had passed out. Lights out; game over. It was time to make use of her prolonged life.
She charged silently, slashing her clawed hands across Akira's back and following the slash up with a kick to his kidneys. While he staggered forward, she ran up with back and landed beside a sobbing Rikku-chan. "Come on, we can take him together!" she exclaimed.
"No, let's run!" Rikku-chan pleaded.
"But then we wouldn't know why he attacked us in the first place!" Rikku protested. "He can't be that tough-"
"I know," Rikku-chan mumbled. "And we're fleeing." To prove her point, she sphere changed to Thief and forced Rikku to do the same.
"Two Midoris?" Akira murmured. "You're talents are growing."
"Please... let's run," Rikku-chan whispered.
"Uhhhhh, sure," Rikku said after a moment. Fighting in a group was one thing; however, fighting when one person was terrified or crying usually didn't work.
They ran.
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Rikki snorted ungracefully. "Rikk, stop being such an idiot!" she exclaimed disdainfully in their cabin.
"You're the one who's being childish," Rikk countered. "Get out of the bed, it's my turn to sleep in it."
"A grunt like you can sleep on the floor," Rikki pointed out promptly.
Rikk's eyes glittered dangerously. "What did you call me?"
"A GRUNT. G-R-U-N-T!" Rikki spelled. "Hardly a match for sophisticate beauty, such as my own -"
Rikk tackled her, slamming the lounging blond into the ground. "You're sleeping on the ground tonight!" she snapped.
"Give me a break! Do you know how easily I bruise?" Rikki demanded. She side-stepped the next attack and drove her knee into Rikk's stomach.
Rikk retaliated by grabbing her sword and swinging it in a wide arc towards Rikki's head. The other girl ducked. Loose strands of blond hair trickled slowly to the floor, cleanly severed by the sword slash.
For several moments, neither girl spoke. Then Rikki got a pouty / furious look on her face and attacked.
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Author's notes; As in all series (TV, manga, ect....) there needs to be a villion. Chaos of Seven has a couple villions, one of them the mysterious Unsent, Akira. He'll be popping up from chapter to chapter, trying to get 'Midori' to use her powers to help him. What powers might those be? You'll see eventually.
Anyway, as for Shuyin. You'll see what purpose he plays in the story in the next ten or so chapters. (Truthfully, I'm not sure when I'm going to get it explained fully; however, it should be before ten chapters have passed from this point out.
Next Chapter; Oblivious to the Akira Incident, Ri and Rikku-sama are still delivering invintations for LeBlanc. Ri gets the unlucky honor of giving Gippal his. Problems? OH yeah! He still thinks that she's pregnant.... what's worse, he's told the one person who might be able to regulate her. Who is it? Find out in the next exciting chapter of CHAOS OF SEVEN!
Thanks for reading,
Kissa-chan
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Rikku brushed her hair back; getting an odd feeling that she was turning into Rikki at the same time. It was an odd thought, but than she had been playing with her hair for over twenty minutes non-stop. "You know," she began randomly, "I'm not quite sure what the assumed problem with you is."
Rikku-chan, eyes dry from tears at the moment, blinked. "What do you mean, Rikku-san?" she asked politely, adding the honorific absently.
"Just Rikku!"
"Sorry," Rikku-chan sniffled.
"Don't worry about it. Let's get started with our investigation, ne?" Rikku said brightly. She smiled widely and flopped down carelessly on a fallen log.
The two girls had decided to conduct their experiments with the songstress dressphere on Besaid Island. That way, once the matter was resolved, they could travel to Kilika and help out with Rikk and Rikki.
Rikku-chan nodded. "Sure thing..." she said hesitantly. She was wearing the Black Mage sphere at the moment and hadn't worn the Songstress since they had split up from the others.
She changed.
Nothing happened. For several moments, Rikku-chan held her breath, waiting for some otherworldly power to wash over her. "I guess that there isn't any problem," she said finally.
"Hmmm.... (Er, maybe Rikku-sama should have taken this one)..." Rikku murmured under her breath. "Why don't you try and dance?" she suggested loudly, throwing one hand high into the air for emphasis.
"Rikku, what if something does happen?" Rikku-chan asked in a trembling voice.
"I guess that we'd have to stop it," Rikku said, shrugging carelessly. "No point in worrying about the future until it happens..."
"Is that your solution to everything?" Rikku-chan murmured. "If you don't mind my asking..." Her eyes were taking on glassy sheen, indicating the presence of tears lurking just behind the surface.
Rikku tilted her head to the side. "Just about... let's get started, ne?"
Rikku-chan sighed and started performing the Sleepy Shuffle.
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"Hey, Rikku," Tidus said, dropping his arm across Rikku-san's shoulders. "Paine and Yuna are getting kinda worried about you."
"Really?" Rikku-san inquired sleepily.
Tidus blinked. "I can see where they're getting it from. I don't remember you being this... solemn before."
"I ain't solemn; I'm just a bit sleepy," Rikku-san defended herself.
"Yeah, well I don't remember you being sleepy that often either," Tidus said with a half smile. "In fact, you were usually and the who was in favor of keeping up a steady pace-"
"That was actually Auron," Rikku-san pointed out lazily.
"Yeah... I guess so, but still..."
"Yuna changed, why can't I?" Rikku-san interrupted.
"Because Yuna said -" Tidus started.
"Please, don't be so... so history bound."
"History bound?" Tidus echoed.
"People change," Rikku-san murmured. She rested her head on her arms, closing her eyes. "Nighty~night!" she exclaimed with a visible yawn before she fell asleep.
Tidus stood up and stepped out of the cabin. "You're right," he told Yuna.
"Obviously," Paine responded. "Now the question is... "
"What's wrong with Rikku," Yuna said softly.
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Rikku-chan had moved through the motions of almost all the dances. There was no glowing pyrefly light seeping from her clothes. There was no strange figure outlined in white. In short, they weren't making any progress... at all!
Rikku toppled out of sight. "How about you try Dirty Dancing?" she mumbled tiredly.
Rikku-chan nodded and started dancing. While she danced, it felt like she was moving away from her body, detached mentally.
She was flowing backwards, or at least that was the only way that she could feel it. Her surroundings faded into a long blurred line of rainbow colored light that slowly congregated into a city from the past she had only seen in spheres before. Zanarkand... in it's prime.
She was dumped unceremoniously on the street. Rikku-chan stifled the urge to cry - barely! "Hello!" she called out.
"You're familiar with the term "Unsent" right?" a man's voice inquired.
She spun, coming face to face with her most recent major enemy. "Shuyin!" she exclaimed.
He wiggled his fingers at her. "That's me!" he said with a half smile.
She tried to spherechange into Black Mage and attack him. It was the only thing that she could think of. He had tried to kill all of Spira the last time that she had encountered him; although he hadn't. In the end he had gone away with Lenne, fading...
"Why didn't you fade with Lenne?" she asked softly when the sphere change failed. She tried to keep the note of fear out of her voice at the thought of fighting the young man without magic or weapons. There was no way that she was going to be able to sing him to death.... especially considering that he was already dead.
"You're in a dreamscape right now," Shuyin murmured. "I did fade with Lenne... only we didn't make it all the way."
"You didn't make it?" Rikku-chan asked softly. "What do you mean?" She had started crying, which seemed to surprise Shuyin.
"Hey, stop crying!" he exclaimed, stepping forword and trying to embrace her in a hug. "I can't stand to see a woman cry..."
Rikku-chan started crying more. "What's going on!" she sobbed.
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"WHAT'S GOING ON!" Rikku screamed, slashing upwards and across with her twin blades.
The man who had appeared while Rikku-chan collapsed was stunning in appearence. He had waist lengh green hair with midnight black highlights streaked through it and calculating black and gold eyes ringed with think black eye lashes. He was dressed simply in a pale green tunic with gold claspings. His hands, gloved with black leather, both held wicked looking swords.
He was currently swinging both swords towards Rikku-chan's unconcious body, and that was definetly not allowed!
He turned to look at Rikku while she slashed at his back; however, he didn't still his assualt on the unconcious Al Bhed girl. "You are?" he inquired, black and gold eyes flickering across her.
Rikku didn't answer. Instead, she flipped over him, driving her knee into the back of his neck. She landed lightly in front of Rikku-chan. For a brief moment, she was on her feet in a low stance, then she was airborne.
The man smiled, a cold and emotionless look. "Foolish child," he chided her. "You're no match for me."
"We'll see about that!" Rikku exclaimed. She shoved her hand into her pouch, rubbing the Garment Grid to initiate a change. "Time to bust out!" she exclaimed as her clothes melted away to be replaced with the Berserker Dressphere. She flipped forword, kicking the man with one foot and then the other. "Take that!" she exclaimed.
Before she was half-way through her attack, he grabbed by her ankle and threw her forcefully into a nearby palm tree. She hit hard and splinted through, getting up shakily. "No fair!" she pouted. She raced towards him again, but this time he met her head on.
Cocking his fist slightly, he smashed it into her face, staggering her backwards. Rikku hit the ground, plunged into unconciousness.
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"His name is Akira," Shuyin said softly.
"Who is he?" Rikku-chan repeated.
"He is... or rather, was an enemy of mine," Shuyin answered. "I suppose that he still is an enemy of mine."
"You," he flicked Rikku-chan on the nose, "Resemble greatly someone that we both knew at one time."
"Who?" Rikku-chan asked, attempting to keep from crying.
"Summoner Midori," Shuyin answered. "She had blond hair and swirly green eyes -"
"You mean she was an Al Bhed?" Rikku-chan interrupted, hiccuping.
Shuyin shook his head. "Not at all. The term 'Al Bhed' wasn't always used. In my time, it wasn't used at all." He ran his hand through his hair.
Rikku-chan shrugged. "So who was Midori? And what's that have to do with the songstress dressphere? Wasn't Lenne the model for this clothes?"
Shuyin sighed heavily. "Midori was... my little sister. Akira wanted her... bad. When the Summoner War started with Bevelle, he kidnapped her to keep her from going to the front lines."
"And you were busy with saving Lenne, right?" Rikku-chan whispered, tears starting again. "So you weren't able to rescue her -"
"She turned herself into a Fayth, actually," Shuyin said. "Her power was different, immensely more powerful than that of the other Summoners. Akira is after her - you - because he wants the power to become what he was before -"
Rikku-chan blinked, his words abruptly dying as she began to spiral forward again. "Shuyin!" she exclaimed.
He stood up. "I didn't protect Midori; however, for your help with Lenne, and to bring rest Midori... I will accompany you."
"What?" Rikku-chan murmured. Then she was back, slamming into her body just in time to see a sword curving towards her head. On closer inspection, she realized that it was two swords. She rolled out of the way, managing to keep herself from being skewered.
"Perform 'Battle Dance'," Shuyin's voice whispered in her ear.
"I don't know that dance!" Rikku-chan screamed, scrambling away from the next sword swing. She spherechanged and couldn't hear Shuyin's voice anymore. She stood up, casting Firaga towards the green haired man.
He stopped swinging his sword. "Why, Midori, I seem to recall you're magic being stronger than that. High Summoner reduced to nothing?" he inquired. "Pathetic." He crossed his swords in front of him and started blasting Thunder spells towards Rikku-chan with rapid speed.
Rikku-chan screamed, confronted with her worst fear.
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Rikku claimed her feet shakily and spotted Akira blasting Thunder spells towards Rikku-chan. Seeing the other girl alive was a vast relief to the young thief. She had thought everything was over for sure when she had passed out. Lights out; game over. It was time to make use of her prolonged life.
She charged silently, slashing her clawed hands across Akira's back and following the slash up with a kick to his kidneys. While he staggered forward, she ran up with back and landed beside a sobbing Rikku-chan. "Come on, we can take him together!" she exclaimed.
"No, let's run!" Rikku-chan pleaded.
"But then we wouldn't know why he attacked us in the first place!" Rikku protested. "He can't be that tough-"
"I know," Rikku-chan mumbled. "And we're fleeing." To prove her point, she sphere changed to Thief and forced Rikku to do the same.
"Two Midoris?" Akira murmured. "You're talents are growing."
"Please... let's run," Rikku-chan whispered.
"Uhhhhh, sure," Rikku said after a moment. Fighting in a group was one thing; however, fighting when one person was terrified or crying usually didn't work.
They ran.
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Rikki snorted ungracefully. "Rikk, stop being such an idiot!" she exclaimed disdainfully in their cabin.
"You're the one who's being childish," Rikk countered. "Get out of the bed, it's my turn to sleep in it."
"A grunt like you can sleep on the floor," Rikki pointed out promptly.
Rikk's eyes glittered dangerously. "What did you call me?"
"A GRUNT. G-R-U-N-T!" Rikki spelled. "Hardly a match for sophisticate beauty, such as my own -"
Rikk tackled her, slamming the lounging blond into the ground. "You're sleeping on the ground tonight!" she snapped.
"Give me a break! Do you know how easily I bruise?" Rikki demanded. She side-stepped the next attack and drove her knee into Rikk's stomach.
Rikk retaliated by grabbing her sword and swinging it in a wide arc towards Rikki's head. The other girl ducked. Loose strands of blond hair trickled slowly to the floor, cleanly severed by the sword slash.
For several moments, neither girl spoke. Then Rikki got a pouty / furious look on her face and attacked.
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Author's notes; As in all series (TV, manga, ect....) there needs to be a villion. Chaos of Seven has a couple villions, one of them the mysterious Unsent, Akira. He'll be popping up from chapter to chapter, trying to get 'Midori' to use her powers to help him. What powers might those be? You'll see eventually.
Anyway, as for Shuyin. You'll see what purpose he plays in the story in the next ten or so chapters. (Truthfully, I'm not sure when I'm going to get it explained fully; however, it should be before ten chapters have passed from this point out.
Next Chapter; Oblivious to the Akira Incident, Ri and Rikku-sama are still delivering invintations for LeBlanc. Ri gets the unlucky honor of giving Gippal his. Problems? OH yeah! He still thinks that she's pregnant.... what's worse, he's told the one person who might be able to regulate her. Who is it? Find out in the next exciting chapter of CHAOS OF SEVEN!
Thanks for reading,
Kissa-chan