-The Power Of Love Conquers All-
Author's Chat Section: Hi everyone! Well third chapter of the story and I just can't believe that I went so far. Trust me this really impresses me. I'm beginning to grow fond of this story. Oh yeah before I start I want to thank everyone who reviewed my story. You guys are the best. (Blows kiss.) Now I want to do like a part where Leblanc explains her past with Nooj. But that's later on in the story. Here this chapter takes part in Macalania. Well anyways all the chapters in the story ends with Love. I don't know why I did this but whatever. This chapter explains some of Leblanc's past, since they never really focused much on her in ffx-2, so I'm made something up, it's cool though because you just have no limits on what you can do with all the things she's been through. Well as you know I always want to know what you think of it, so review. Pretty Please! (Flutters her lashes.)
The Disclaimer: (Connected to a lie detector with wires and stuff connected to the author's head.) I don't own any characters of Final Fantasy X-2, Square Enix does. "DING." But probably if I work hard enough maybe someday I would too... "DONG!" and lie detector blows up. "Oh dang it!"
Chapter 3- Nothing But Short On Love
Leblanc stood there mesmerized at the sight of the forest of Macalania. The trees lushed out a light green color from its leaves as sparkly elements from the lake kept of wavering up in the air around everywhere. But what she adored the most was the sweet flowery scent of the forest. She had remembered this forest as a dark childhood home. This was where her older brother and her would come and stay as her mother practiced her summoning skills. Her mother Ivis looked just like Leblanc except she had long silver hair and dark red eyes.
She stopped walking and settled down on a huge tree. She looked at the markings on the tree. They were made by her when she was younger. She ran her fingers through the markings as memories began to flow through her mind. Memories of her past.
Mother... This is where you used to take me and my brother Simon. Although he and I really didn't talk much I always appreciated the fact that he kept a watchful eye on me while you practiced your rituals. I always thought you looked spectacular every time you danced around with your magical rod and pretty colors came out all around you. I wondered how you got to do that? I tried to ask you but you never responded well enough. You always told me that those were adult matters and not needed to be heard from children. You and Simon always got into arguments because of me.
Her eyes got all watery, but she wiped away her warm tears away with her sleeve.
Sometimes I didn't know what to do. Whenever you guys fought, I seemed to be all alone. Simon kept on telling you that I shouldn't be there but you kept on telling him that it was important for me to be there, and not in Guadosalam with my father. It was when one day my brother secretly took me back to Guadosalam without your knowledge and left me in an agency, but before he left I could clearly remember everything he had told me.
He got on one knee and placed both his hands on my shoulders. "Leblanc... Mom has a lot of things going on for her. Many bad things. I have to help her, it is quite dangerous to be doing this but she just doesn't seem to understand that you can't come along."
"But why? Do I behave bad?" I looked up at the figure of my tall brother then I remembered my eyes got all teary.
He hugged his me with his powerful arms. "Don't cry. Please don't. You're a good girl, and are very well behaved. But you have to be strong and live with dad from now on. I know he'll take good care of you."
"But I don't want to live with dad I want to live you and mommy... I really don't know my dad that much, what if he's bad?"
"Trust me he's not. I know it'll be very hard for you to get accustomed to the Guado form of life but I know you will." You wiped away my tears with your hand then looked at me. "But can you promise me something?"
I looked up at you, my eyes still red and watery from last time. "What is it?"
"I want you to have a good life. It's something I never had but with you I sure wish you could. Have lots of fun and maybe become leader of something important that will truly help this kind world someday."
You then dug inside your pockets and took out two hair sticks with a nice hot pink diamond inside a circle on the end and stuck them in my messy blonde hair. A soft smile touched your lips. Then you put both your hands on my face and stared deep into my eyes for a while.
During that time I took notice of my older brother's features. He had spiked up light silver hair with dark violet eyes and tall and strong figure. It was an image of him that I would always preserved in my mind forever, it was probably the only memory of him besides the cute hair sticks he had given me...
She touched her hair and felt the hair sticks still in her hair. She had always used them ever since. She continued to walk around the forest. Gazing at its beauty. It still amazed her that even after all these years she still found Macalania a wondrous beauty. Then she continued to remember even more memories of the past.
My brother left with grief and sorrow filling up in his heart but I knew better than to chase him. So I stood there sitting in a chair in the agency for a while, letting everything you had told me sink in. Many grown up Guado walked everywhere and I kept on bumping into them. It was a good thing that I knew where I was going because I did get to visit my father before my mother took us away. So I knew where he lived. I knocked on the door. A tall man with blonde hair and violet eyes came out the door. I knew it was him.
I looked at him with confused eyes. "Daddy?"
"Is that you Leblanc? Where are your mother and brother?" Now he too looked confused.
When I realized that it really was my father just hugged him and began to cry. Sure I really didn't know much about my father but I did know that he was going to be the only person I had from now on. And he seemed to realize that too since he hugged me back.
I explained everything to him that night. He let me stay up late and eat some food that I hadn't eaten for a while. My father was a Guado. Guess that makes me half Guado don't it? But I'm glad of my heritage. It gives me great hair.
She chuckled. Her Guado heritage never seemed to get in her way. But she never seemed to tell anyone about it. Only people who she could trust. She also never told anyone about her past. Only Nooj, Ormi and Logos. Now even more memories flowed in. She sat on the ground.
Ever since then I pretty much lived with my father. I usually found comfort within the arms of my father. At times I couldn't quite understand my mother ways... We were once a happy family but you just always tend to fall apart from our happy bunch. He told me in a way that I could understand that my mother wanted to become a summoner, a person who summons their aeons in order to beat Sin, but in the process they get killed themselves. I didn't want to ask him if mom was to die too. For I knew that she would. But father you were there with me both through good times and bad ones. It was something I cherished all my life. It's those kinds of memories that keep me strong whenever I'm in doubt. Oh daddy... How I loved you when I was younger. But as I grew our father and daughter relationship seemed to crumble apart ever so slowly. That dark day came when you told me that both my mother and my beloved brother had died on Mt. Gagazet.
She bit her lower lip and tried to hold back her tears, but failed miserably.
I couldn't believe it. It was around that time when I found out that when people die unsummoned they could become fiends. They didn't deserve that kind of punishment. I didn't say anything that day, I just locked myself in my room and cried and cried the entire day. Although I never seemed to understand my mother's ways I still loved her... Even though I hadn't talked to my brother much I knew that he really cared about me, and that I loved him...
Leblanc continued to cry. She let her tears flow freely from her as she covered her eyes with her hands. These were dark memories that she could never forget. She was still crying when a hypello approached her.
"Missh, are yosh okay?" He handed her a tissue.
Was I being watched on the entire time? Ohhh... That doesn't matter. Better get moving.
She yanked the tissue from the hypello hand and blew her nose in it, stood up and forcefully wiped away her tears with her sleeve. "Thank you, whoever you are."
"I shaw yoush crying sho I shought that yoush weresh hurt."
"No, thank you I'm okay." She grabbed her heart shaped bag and walked away the hypello towards the glittery-floating road right next to her.
Leblanc you have to strong and focus on Noojie-Woojie from now on...
The hypello just seemed a bit surprised. He remembered that he recognized the woman before but he forgot who she was. He also wondered why she was crying. He just wanted to help her, but it seemed she didn't any. So he just shrugged it all off.
"Who wash it?" Asked a female hypello to her husband.
"It wash no one I knew."
"Ohh... Thatsh too bad. I shought I knew her."
"Thatsh don't matter anymore shes gone... Well darling how are yoush enjoying your vacation?"
"It's romantic. Shanks." She gathered by his side and kissed him lightly.
"Sure beats being a barkeep. Its nice missh Yoona let us get a vacation."
"It sure is." They engaged in yet another longing kiss where there they enjoyed their vacation, as Leblanc continued walking up the road towards Bevelle.
Author's Note: I put Leblanc's mother as a summoner and her brother as a guardian. Now note that Leblanc's mother really didn't become like a high summoner or anything so keep that in mind. Now maybe the reason why I did put her as a summoner is because I was thinking of doing something in the future that relates to all that. And I'll explain more about her and her father in future chapters. Sorry if I upsetted anyone in anyway. Don't worry mushy love will come later. Until now she's on her search. But I swear that once she finds Nooj, romantic fires will burn.