Disclaimer: Yes, one day I might, but at the moment, I still don't own a damn thing.
Disappointed by the fact that I didn't get to beat my current drinking record, I stomped out of the bar. I turned left when reached the door, going the opposite direction from my house. Hopefully, I thought, I could walk the memories away.
Dancing down the path... giggling... big, spiraling green eyes... Rikku... Rikku...
"Argh!!!" I screamed at the sky, falling down to my knees. "Rikku," I whispered. "Why are you doing this to me?"
Glittering woods of Macalania... Singing, swimming... Dancing in the trees... smiling... kissing...
I nearly started crying. "Oh God, Rikku... Oh God..."
Crying... "No, it can't be, you're not unsent..." falling... Yuna dancing... falling to her knees... Rikku...
Tears poured from my eyes, as I rocked with my head between my hands. The memories came to me, one by one, each more painful than the last. Memories of Rikku falling to the ground at the news, her eyes clouding over with pain and something deep and unreadable. How could I have done this to her?
"I tried to keep you away, sweetheart, I really did," I mumbled. I stumbled to my feet, trying to compose myself. It was then, when I was at my worst point of grief, that I saw the sign.
Farplane Song Registry
Curious, and remembering all that Rachelle told me, I wiped off my face and walked through the door. Even though it was late in the night, the door opened easily and a cheery bell rung above the door. There wasn't a soul in the room, which was so small I could barely fit myself in. All that I could see was a small pad of paper on a table with some writing on it, and a small chair.
Sitting, I picked up the pad of paper and started reading.
"Hello and welcome to the Farplane Song Registry, Auron! What song would you like to register today?"
"How did you know my name?" I wondered out loud.
More words appeared on the paper. "We know all sorts of things, now what would you like to register?"
"Lovesong," I wrote under the sentence. Then, I wrote the rest of the song in the neatest handwriting that I possibly could, making sure I got every word right.
"Good," the words appeared. "Now sing it for us, so we know the melody."
I smiled and started singing softly. "Whenever I'm alone with you..."
"Very good. What band would you like to play this?"
"You pick," I wrote. "I don't know any good bands."
"Okay. Now if would would just pay one hundred gil and sign this contract that clearly states..." A scroll plopped out of nowhere and as I unrolled it, I saw that the words gradually got smaller and that there was a LOT of fine print.
"You have got to be kidding me..." I mumbled. I pulled my wallet out of my coat and fingered the one hundred gil. "Well, I guess this is the best way I could spend this." I decided just to skim the contract, because I was far too impatient to read the whole thing. "The band may play it without paying any gil to you... blah blah blah... slim chance that intended will even hear it... blah blah blah... will not be popular... blah blah blah..." I scribbled my name at the bottom of the scroll, and it rolled away and vanished.
The pad of paper cleared of all writing, except for the words "Thank you for using the Farplane Song Registry!" at the top.
I grinned and walked out of the shop, my mind clear of everything but the thought of Rikku hearing my song.
...........
I blinked open my eye at the bright sunlight. The water was cool and calm, sparkling as the light hit it in every which way. Floating was possible for me, but difficult, with my large red coat holding me down.
"Hell, I might as well go swimming." I smiled and turned onto my stomach, moving towards the large beach of the island of Besaid.
Disappointed by the fact that I didn't get to beat my current drinking record, I stomped out of the bar. I turned left when reached the door, going the opposite direction from my house. Hopefully, I thought, I could walk the memories away.
Dancing down the path... giggling... big, spiraling green eyes... Rikku... Rikku...
"Argh!!!" I screamed at the sky, falling down to my knees. "Rikku," I whispered. "Why are you doing this to me?"
Glittering woods of Macalania... Singing, swimming... Dancing in the trees... smiling... kissing...
I nearly started crying. "Oh God, Rikku... Oh God..."
Crying... "No, it can't be, you're not unsent..." falling... Yuna dancing... falling to her knees... Rikku...
Tears poured from my eyes, as I rocked with my head between my hands. The memories came to me, one by one, each more painful than the last. Memories of Rikku falling to the ground at the news, her eyes clouding over with pain and something deep and unreadable. How could I have done this to her?
"I tried to keep you away, sweetheart, I really did," I mumbled. I stumbled to my feet, trying to compose myself. It was then, when I was at my worst point of grief, that I saw the sign.
Farplane Song Registry
Curious, and remembering all that Rachelle told me, I wiped off my face and walked through the door. Even though it was late in the night, the door opened easily and a cheery bell rung above the door. There wasn't a soul in the room, which was so small I could barely fit myself in. All that I could see was a small pad of paper on a table with some writing on it, and a small chair.
Sitting, I picked up the pad of paper and started reading.
"Hello and welcome to the Farplane Song Registry, Auron! What song would you like to register today?"
"How did you know my name?" I wondered out loud.
More words appeared on the paper. "We know all sorts of things, now what would you like to register?"
"Lovesong," I wrote under the sentence. Then, I wrote the rest of the song in the neatest handwriting that I possibly could, making sure I got every word right.
"Good," the words appeared. "Now sing it for us, so we know the melody."
I smiled and started singing softly. "Whenever I'm alone with you..."
"Very good. What band would you like to play this?"
"You pick," I wrote. "I don't know any good bands."
"Okay. Now if would would just pay one hundred gil and sign this contract that clearly states..." A scroll plopped out of nowhere and as I unrolled it, I saw that the words gradually got smaller and that there was a LOT of fine print.
"You have got to be kidding me..." I mumbled. I pulled my wallet out of my coat and fingered the one hundred gil. "Well, I guess this is the best way I could spend this." I decided just to skim the contract, because I was far too impatient to read the whole thing. "The band may play it without paying any gil to you... blah blah blah... slim chance that intended will even hear it... blah blah blah... will not be popular... blah blah blah..." I scribbled my name at the bottom of the scroll, and it rolled away and vanished.
The pad of paper cleared of all writing, except for the words "Thank you for using the Farplane Song Registry!" at the top.
I grinned and walked out of the shop, my mind clear of everything but the thought of Rikku hearing my song.
...........
I blinked open my eye at the bright sunlight. The water was cool and calm, sparkling as the light hit it in every which way. Floating was possible for me, but difficult, with my large red coat holding me down.
"Hell, I might as well go swimming." I smiled and turned onto my stomach, moving towards the large beach of the island of Besaid.