Heart of Ice

Disclaimer: I do not own FFX.

I come up with some of my best story ideas at nighttime, when I'm supposed to be asleep, but I can't get to sleep. This is one of them. Obviously the main character, Samora, is my own made up character. I use her in all my fanfictions. Well, almost all of them. Enjoy!

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Samora walked onto the vast campus of Spira University with a huge smile and sparkles in her eyes. She couldn't wait to meet some new friends and start her new classes. She walked up to the first person she saw, who happened to be a spunky girl with blonde hair tied back in a ponytail that was braided in some places.

"Hi," said Samora, "I'm new here. My name is Samora."

The blonde girl turned around. "Hi, Samora," she said with a cheerful smile, "I'm Rikku, and I'm majoring in electronics. What's your major?"

"Art," replied Samora, holding up an extremely detailed drawing of a chocobo.

"Wow!" exclaimed Rikku, staring at the drawing in disbelief, "How long did it take you to make that!?"

"A couple months," replied Samora with a smile, "It's the best drawing I've ever done!"

"The best drawing you've ever done?" asked a cold voice behind them. Samora whirled around and came face-to-face with a tall blue haired man.

"Can I see that for a second?" he asked, pointing at the drawing.

"Say no," whispered Rikku.

"Why?" Samora whispered back.

Before Rikku could answer, the blue haired man grabbed the drawing out of Samora's hand, ripped it up, and walked off.

For a few seconds, Samora just stared in disbelief, then tears began to well up in her eyes. "Why did he DO that!?"

"Don't feel bad, Samora," said Rikku with a sigh, shaking her head, "Seymour does that kind of stuff to everyone. That's why we all stay away from him."

"How could anybody be that cruel?" Samora asked.

Rikku shrugged. "From what I heard, he had a bad childhood, and he used that as an excuse to ruin his life--and everyone else's, too."

"Well, maybe he just needs a friend," suggested Samora.

Rikku shook her head. "Maybe, but it'd be kind of unsafe to test that theory of yours."

A bell rung.

"Samora, what class do you have first period?"

She checked her schedule. "Drama," she replied.

"Same here," said Rikku, "C'mon, I'll introduce you to the rest of my friends once we get there."

Once they got to the classroom, the teacher wasn't there yet, but five students were. There was a tall blonde boy with a blank expression on his face, an even taller redhead with sticky-uppy hair, a weird-looking guy with dark hair, sunglasses, and a scar over one eye, a girl with short brown hair and a cheerful smile, and a goth with extremely long black hair.

"Hey, everyone," shouted Rikku, "This is Samora. She's new here. She had a rather...errrr...unpleasant first few minutes at Spira University, so let's show her how cool the people here can be!"

"Hello, Samora," the other five chorused.

"Samora," said Rikku, "These are my friends. Their names are Tidus, Wakka, Auron, Yuna, and Lulu."

"Hi!" said Samora with a big smile, waving furiously.

Wakka looked around with a clueless expression. "Rikku, what exactly did you mean when you said she had an unpleasant first few minutes?"

Rikku looked around with shifty eyes, then whispered, "Caosuin lysa yht duna ib dra pacd tnyfehk Cysuny ryt ajan tuha, yht ymm ramm pnuga muuca...."

"I DON'T UNDERSTAND FREAKIN' AL BHED, YA!?!?" shouted Wakka. Tidus whispered something in his ear, and Wakka's eyes widened in comprehension.

"Oh," he said, shaking his head, "That's too bad, ya?"

"That's awful," said Lulu, "Running into Seymour on your first day here."

"I pity you," said Yuna quietly, "I truly do."

At that moment a small brown-haired woman decked out in a bizarre green outfit walked in.

"Hello, class," she said.

"Hello, Miss Shelinda," they intoned.

"Oh," said Shelinda turning around to face Samora, "A new student! You must be Samora. I hear you're a wonderful actress!"

Samora nodded, staring at the ground.

"Oh my," said Shelinda, "Your school record said nothing about you being shy. In fact, I heard you were quite the chatterbox. What happened?"

"Seymour happened," Rikku answered gravely.

Shelinda shook her head sadly. "My, my, what ARE we ever going to do with that troublemaker?" she said, sighing hopelessly, "Oh well, let's start class. Now, can anyone tell me what the term 'improv' means...?"

Later in the day, at lunch, Rikku invited Samora to sit with her and her friends. Everyone was talking at one table in the courtyard, except Auron, who was tottering unsteadily in circles around the table. Samora looked up at Auron and raised an eyebrow. "What's with him?"

"He got drunk again," sighed Rikku, shaking her head, "He's an alcoholic."

"And you still hang out with him?" Samora questioned.

Rikku shrugged. "We're trying to break him of the habit," she admitted, "But it's not going too well."

Auron let out a small hiccup and mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like "Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeer....."

"So, Samora," Yuna said, "Which dorm are you in?"

"I'm in one of the off-campus apartments," she replied, looking at a slip of paper, "Apartment #216, it says."

All six of them stopped what they were doing and stared at Samora. Finally Rikku broke the silence by saying, "Apartment #216? Man, your life's just getting worse and worse..."

Samora, wide-eyed, questioned, "Whatever do you mean?"

"What she means is," replied Tidus somberly, "Is that #216 is right next to Seymour's apartment."

Samora shrugged and said, "I can always just stay in my apartment and lock the door."

"Samora," said Rikku gravely, "You're the bravest person I ever met."

That night, after Samora had got all her furniture and stuff into her new apartment, she sat down to watch TV. Just as she was about to grab the remote, she heard a sound from next door. It sounded like someone was...crying.

Could it be...Seymour?, she thought to herself. Maybe she had been right. Maybe, just maybe, all he really needed was a friend. And even though it was a long shot, Samora knew what she had to do...

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