"Yuna?"

"Don't give up!"

"Stay with us."

They were all voices of friends, relatives.

I realised I wasn't dead when I felt a pair of arms lifting me up. I completely lost consciousness then, but I still felt them. My vision was horribly blurred when I opened my eyes. I blinked a few times to clear my eyes and my head.

"Daddy?" I whispered.

"Yunie!" cried Rikku. I knew it was her because only she can yell that loud.

"Yuna!" said a couple of other voices.

I rubbed my head, trying to sit up. There were a plethora of wires attached to my body. I raised my hand to rub my eyes, but the wires pulled it tight.

Oh, get off of me, I'm FINE!!! I thought angrily, attempting to pull the wires off. I struggled with them for a moment before falling back, unusually weak and miserable, defeated.

"Yunie don't do that…what happened anyway?"

"Braska's dead, isn't he…I know he is." I felt tears well in my eyes as I spoke, I knew it was true and they all looked very uncomfortable.

"Yuna, we're sorry, they couldn't help him. He was too badly hurt," Tidus said softly.

"I knew he was dead when I read the note, that's what happened when my mother died." I felt uncomfortable under their stares.

There was an awkward silence. I counted the people in the room. Rikku, Lulu, Tidus, a blitzer named Wakka, Uncle Cid and my cousin Brother, who coincidentally is smitten with me.

"Can I go yet?" I asked. The small of hospitals made me feel very ill indeed, as if I wasn't already. "Please?" I asked as sweetly as I could over the awful smell of antiseptic.

Tidus' P.O.V

I thought my heart was going to break when I saw her struggle against the wires that linked her to all kinds of machina, machines, and she looked so limp, so pale. I think it was then that I realised that I liked her.

Well, the first time I saw her I knew she was beautiful, her mismatched eyes, her style. She looked at me when I spoke, I tried as hard as I could not to, well, blush. The stench of hospitals sickened me, ever since my mother died.

"Can I go yet?" she asked. "Please?" She looked awful, if I can call her that. Even at her worst she looked amazing.

She sounded weary. She was.

I don't know how I knew, but I knew she was sick of it all.

"Yunie, you can't live on your own now, it's not possible." Rikku tried to sound protective of Yuna, but she was younger than her cousin, and her voice was not laden with cares and responsibilities like Yuna's.

"What? And why not?" Her voice wavered, her eyes flashed and she sat up abruptly.

"Yuna, if you fall again, you may not be able to get back up again." Lulu's look was one of simultaneous sorrow and discipline.

"We're only looking out for you, ya?" said Wakka. He's a blitzer, like me. We got on great on Tuesday. We haven't really seen him since we found Yuna.

AAAAHHHH noooo, flash back…….

The rain beat down on my exposed face and neck. I welcomed it after a long day at school. My hair stuck heavily to my skin, rain dripped into my eyes.

It looked dark over to the west, unusually dark. I shrugged it off.

A flash of light made me look up. A wave of heat and then an unbearable level of noise crashed in my general direction.

It nearly knocked me off of my feet and (I know this isn't the time to brag but) on to my perfect ass.

I dragged myself to my feet, rain continuing to pelt down onto me. I heard a lot of commotion and a cry for help.

Something I also heard was a voice, familiar, crying out into the dusk.

"Braska," cried the voice. I heard the name calling out in the same voice I had already heard it today.

Yuna.

The sound of rain was all that I could hear while I tried desperately to search for Yuna's whereabouts.

"Yuna!" I called. No answer. I ran down the road I was on, the temperature was falling rapidly; if anyone was outside they would soon catch their death of cold. I felt it beginning to bite into my nose. Damn nose.

"Yuna?" I called again. I ran past a fairly stately street, then, without thinking, I ran down it full pelt.

A large house pulled into view near the other end of the street. I felt the cold setting in further.

I knew where she was.

I ran faster down the street, knowing it was only a matter of time.

My heart was probably trying to commit suicide when I saw who lay on the path.

Yuna's petite figure lay sprawled on the path; her staff was on the porch, abandoned.

I had learned that she couldn't walk with out it, so I thought vaguely about what it was doing there.

Her body was limp, and her breathing was almost non-existent. Her lips were beginning to turn blue through the cold.

I ran to her side and felt her pulse.

It was weak and erratic.

I pulled her up into my arms and carried her into the house. I saw a settee and laid her onto it.

I tried to think about what the hell I could do to help her.

Nothing.

Only then did I notice that she'd stopped breathing.

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