In The Darkness
A/N: WHYYYYYYY did you people want me to continue this?! Why didn't I make it clear that it was only s'posed to be a oneshot? And why am I adding more?!
Simple. I'm a review freak. XD
Disclaimer: Still not mine. Damn...
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In The Darkness
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So much like gilded driplets of that same silver sand to the mercy of the tides and waves did the worlds change and collide. What was once acceptable now disgraced all, and in ignorance, blessing was found.
As nimble as a cat came the hunter---huntress, if she were tried. Slow, languid movements aided by the curious bursts of agility and speed wrought pleasure, pain, and in abundance---
"Rikku."
Shame. "Gah! Paaaine!" Now captured in her game, the equally absurd dance of embarrassment followed. The cruelly cold gaze of those scarlet-dyed eyes never lit up, or even changed in the slightest. It would be up to the new-found captive to risk it all and try again.
"What were you doooiiiing?!" the wail come forth, most undignified, if not at least half-expectedly.
No pause. No shame. No feel. "Tying to guess why you and the dirt were suddenly so intimate."
Eyes of green flew wide, doors unto the deeper-most regions of the soul. "Paaaaaaine!"
No quip would come as cold or sarcastic---none at all, for the larger scheme of things, one of the duo-turned-trio was moving on up. Be it on whim or by the word of the winds, the elder of the pair stepped back and away from hungry eyes and mouth to face such an obstacle.
Spun of something near to holy, some idle Gods' form of ideal perfection, stepped she. Short of breath and---if it were to be brought forward from the textbooks of the warrior's mind, morality---the light still blessed her face and eyes, of a blazing duo in and of themselves.
One word fell from ruthless lips. "Yuna," they called, and the newcomer looked up and over, surprise slipping around her like an unwanted embrace.
Now the captive, doubly griefed, spun up and around to stand erect. "Yunie!" the devil-may-care voice returned, unharmed by previous scorchings. "Are you okay?"
"Fine," said she. "But, Macalania is... "
Sadness, as though it sensed an open and willing heart, crept in through the Al Bhed until her pouting face was broken by sound. "Yunie... "
Pushing away, the blackness on this wretched light could not be needed and turned away. To say only that it did not belong was an understatement of gigantic proportions.
"Memories deceive you," she spoke at last. All eyes, the majority of them a hazy green, turned to stare at the figure. "Remember them with a smile instead of worrying about the way things should be."
Stunned silence---a forgotten sound.
"You're right, Paine," Yuna said at last, eyes falling to the ground as if gravity had pulled the gems there. "I should always be happy when I think of then, and those times."
The ironies of her own name not lost upon her own soul, the cold but truthful swordswoman watched as the older girl began to turn.
"I'm going back," she surmised. "I'll meet you both back at the ship later, all right?"
Pain flitted through chartreuse eyes. "Yunie... "
A warm smile in that direction, and a cool glance as well. "I will be fine, Rikku," smiled the voice into words. "As soon as we can end this."
Slow and tedious, she walked away. Four eyes watched, their gaze simple, as such a woman disappeared into the mists of such a wood once more. No sooner had the echoes of footsteps and entwined memories melted into nothingness than the youngest of the three spun out, hair askew and world amiss.
"How could you?!" the terrifying hiss, its accusation lost upon the elder.
"What?" questioned Paine, emotionless as always. Her lack of knowledge on such a subject bored rather than bothered, for too slowly did the world turn when she had time to waste her time thinking on it.
The Al Bhed turned away, boots biting into the dirt. "Yunie... She doesn't show how sad she is, ever! She used to practice smiling when she was sad, to---"
The answer. "Fool the people?"
"Yes! No!" sputtered Rikku, at another loss for words. Commonly, assuredly, the black leather fighter moved closer to press the back of the other into her front, hands and arms wrapping around protectively, nevermind the flush on the sweet blonde's cheeks.
"Like I said," Paine murmured, lips pressing against cold red ears. "History doesn't get to rule you. Live for today," and the blonde knew she meant tomorrow, "and smile only when you're too burdened by the past."
And in the solace of the sweet surrender, the warrior's face loomed closer to Rikku's before separating and pressing the youth's back to a tree.
Wide eyes, sparkling, looked into the knowing smirk as the end to an earlier game echoed throughout, lips claiming other lips as promiscuous hands slid under a skirt's hem.
"Rikku... " and the blonde looked up. Anticipation rolled into joy and anticipation. All was almost forgotten until words spilled free once more, and her shocked gasp was the only indication of the fact that she realized how poorly she'd played---and lost.
"I win."
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A/N: Sweet deities from above---it's all about the sex, I swear. XD Actually, I'm not surprised. And since I doubt that many will get it, they were playing a game in the beginning---and Paine was making fun of the fact that she found Rikku before Rikku found her. So, Paine won. D Ahahaha... I wish I could win... ;.;
Expect a third part as soon as I have study hall again and manage to type it all up.
---Gangsta Videl