TIDUS' POV
Chapter 2: The meeting
Would this ever end? It was already 12 at night and my father and his important men were raving on, drunk of course.
I am Tidus, the Praetor of Yevon. Think that's so great? Think again. It's boring and stupid the lot of it. Of course I devoted my life to Yevon in every single way, but I am young, I want to get out there do things, explore, travel, meet a girl who doesn't have something shoved up her arse (A term I like to use for the woman that my father wants to hook me up with) I sighed sinking into my chair. All they ever did was talk about crap that wasn't relevant to me in any way what so ever why was I even here? Oh yeah because Jecht is proud of me and he wants me to be with him, he wants to teach me how to rule over Spira, because one day I'll be Maestor
Want to know what I say to that? Screw it, if being a Maestor is nothing but telling lots of lies and drinking all night, I would rather be one of the peasants living out on the street. Do you know how many times I have to sit and watch as father spreads lies, about himself mostly, about how great he is, about how responsible he is. Oh yeah? I aint seen him do one damn thing for Spira apart from drink, and if that helped the people then damn me to the farplane.
"Son what do you think about it all?" Jecht said to me, laughing and taking another sip of his drink, okay more like a gulp, while his 'acquaintances' all stared awaiting my reply.
"I think I want to go to bed." I stood up with a polite smile on my face.
"I don't think so boy, you sit back down right now and answer my question!" Jecht said an angry look on his face, I sighed and obliged it was better to stay up all night then waste all of tomorrow listening to one of his lectures about being disrespectful in front of guests.
"I think it's just great just great." I guessed hoping it made sense; they only usually talked about themselves anyway.
"You think the terrorists are great?" One of the men asked me, what was his name? I had been told so many asked times I had forgotten again.
"What terrorists?" I, like I knew anything about what was going on outside, I was totally detached from Spira, and can I ask you something my father's friend? What do you think of that?
"You know the terrorists I told you about boy! That are coming in from Besaid and blowing the town up in places claiming that Al Bhed need to stop being treated the way they are." Jecht laughed. "Wouldn't surprise me if they were Al Bhed." Jecht agreed with the other men.
No father you did not tell me that story, you do not tell me anything apart from smile and nod, so that's what I did, even when I myself totally disagree with the way the Al Bhed are treated. Only my father new about this concern of mine, he would always spit on me and call me a blasphemer, so I didn't bring it up again, last thing I needed was to be hung for wishing the Al Bhed peace, but one day I would make sure everyone was treated equally by power of a Maestor or commoner I would do it. Then again it would be more exciting then the life I lived right now.
My daily schedule consisted of writing, or training with my best friend Mark, he's a Yevonite soldier and guards the temple at night, he would still be out there right now, I always asked him how he did it, but he said serving Yevon was the greatest honor there was. He makes me laugh sometimes, but if that's what he wanted to do with his life I couldn't object. I did enjoy our training sessions though, I was quick with a sword and very well trained because of him, I looked forward to our little duels every day, he trained me in the art of samurai and I am very familiar in their ways, if I wasn't born The Praetor maybe I would have found peace somewhere dying in battle just like the samurai dreamed they would.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by a few warrior monks approaching the table, my eyes perked, they never interrupted fathers dinner, or more like drinking fest, this must be something important.
"Sir Mark has been killed." One of the guards said lowly he looked over in my direction with sadness in his eyes.
"WHAT HE WAS MY BEST SOLDIER!" Jecht said with fury standing up.
"Is that all you care about" I said lowly. "HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND! He was a good person! And all you care about is his fighting skills!" I said tears welling in my eyes, this was the last straw with my father, and sometimes I just wanted to kill him! I was sort of surprised for not being more upset over the matter but part of me had always made sure I was ready for his death, since he was a warrior, but now? So soon, I had lost the only person I could trust in the blink of an eye, I couldn't believe it was happening to me.
"No son, but we can't replace him!" Jecht said feeling a little guilty, a feeling I didn't know he had when he was drunk. "Well you deal with it then! But may I ask... what type of man did that? Kill our best warrior instead of our best warrior killing him. You know we could train him? And he would be better, yes..." Jecht said scratching his chin.
"Sir, it wasn't a man" The guard said.
"What type of fiend did this then, did you stop it, is it dangerous to Spira?" Jecht's eyes widened. I hated it when he tried to care about Spira, it made me want to vomit from all the fakeness I saw in my fathers eyes.
"Sir, it was Lady Yuna" The guard sighed.
The whole room fell silent. When I heard that my heart almost leapt out of my chest, I had heard many stories of the woman, her beauty enough to cripple any man, her walk more graceful than that of a butterfly, I had so many high expectations of this Lady Yuna, Braska's daughter, but now I had heard this and somehow I felt my heart was crushed, how could the wonderful Yuna I had heard in the stories do such a thing?
"This is too much! Braska saved us all I can't charge his daughter with murder! Son you deal with it, my head hurts." Jecht sat back down and joined in the worried conversation, everyone knew what had to be done, Yuna would be jailed for life and it was not something we all wanted to do to Braska's daughter, the man that sacrificed himself for Spira.
"Come with me." The guard said leading me out of this highly ornamented room. My heart was still heavy with sadness, my best friend was dead the only person on this whole earth that understood me, the only person I could confide my feelings in, the reality was I had no-one else, I was envied by all, but I envied all, I was locked up in a tower nothing do to, where none of my feelings could be expressed, did I even have my own mind anymore? My own opinions? Yes I did and I was going to keep it that way.
My mind fell back to my first day of training.
"You must feel the sword, feel you're enemy!" Mark said swinging the blade at me to frighten me out of my concentration.
"Hey! It's only my first day don't scare me!" I laughed snapping my sword out of its sheath.
"Ah so you're fast, that will do you well, but I hope you know how to use one." Mark taunted.
"Well I think so, you swing it like this?" I swung the sword but it was so heavy it pulled me to the ground. Mark just stood there laughing, I gained my composure and pouted. "Hey I have never used a sword in my life, it's even a miracle dad agreed to this." I rolled my eyes to receive another laugh from Mark.
"No Tidus you have potential, you will one day master the sword with my help of course." He teased again.
The memory faded in and out of my mind almost every time he missed a training session, because he had one of his duties to attend to. Now I was just angry I would never see him again, and he was stolen from me for no reason! How could Yuna do this? I didn't believe it. I remembered many times father had sent a letter to Besaid to invite her over for a dinner, she always declined politely and I would always be so upset, for once I didn't mind my father was trying to hook me up with her, everything about her intrigued me even though I hadn't met her. Now she had killed my best friend and I didn't know how to deal with how torn I felt.
"She's in there be careful she is feisty, really feisty." The guard pointed to the scratches on his arm. "She is handcuffed to a pole; release her at your own risk." He said handing me the keys. "We would have had some fun with her if you know what I mean, but she is Braska's daughter it just didn't feel right." He shrugged.
"Your disgusting, don't ever tell me of you intentions to rape a woman ever again if you want to keep you job!" I stared at him disgusted and he backed way. "What would Yevon think!" I scolded unlocking trying to hold back the urge to punch him.
I entered the room. There was the woman kneeling on the floor and resting her head on the pole crying hysterically. She looked up, and she lived up to the first part of the story, beauty that could cripple any man. I stood there frozen as her sad gaze locked with mine. She had the most stunning eyes I had ever seen, one green one blue. I had heard the stories, one you could see the ocean waves crashing, and the other you could see an emerald shining. I gulped I could see so much more in her eyes, sadness and pain, suffering also. If any of the men had touched her, I would kill them! Suddenly I forgot all about my hatred towards her, and my heart only went out to her.
"Come to taunt me." She sobbed against the pole again. Looking down, My eyes fell across her attire, she certainly look dressed for a kill I saw no weapons on her but then again those would have been taken off her anyway.
"No" I said sitting down near her.
"Then please set me free off this pole please!" She begged. Suddenly I realized sitting this close to her was a big mistake, was she some kind of enchantress? She already had me under a spell her eyes crying to be released from her pain. I sighed and stood up pushing the key into the lock. I heard her cry out in pain as the cuffs were released from her, I observed her wrists were the marks of them digging into her showed all too well.
"How tight did they have to do them?" I said stepping back as she smiled at me and jumped onto the bed.
"It's what I got for scratching some guard," Yuna said to me, rolling her eyes.
"Listen, um Yuna, you killed my best friend, and although this really hurts me I don't think we can forgive you even if you're father did save us." I finally found the courage to say. In the blink of an eye she was standing in front of me right in front of my face leaning in as if she was about to kiss me, but the look in her eyes was anything but loving.
"You Yevon scum are all the same, all of you! Is it so hard to believe that maybe I didn't do it!" Yuna spat still not taking her eyes of me. "You're the Praetor aren't you?" She raised her eyebrows. "Do you believe me Tidus?" She placed a finger to my lips. I totally froze, the feeling I felt when her name rolled of my tongue... it felt so good almost natural. I had never had this kind of adrenaline rush in my whole life.
I gulped finally turning my attention to her question, her finger still pressed against my lips and her eyes gazing into mine with some compassion. But it was still weird, she moved fast, she was quick and definitely smart, she seemed intuitive like she could read my mind and it freaked the hell out of me, who was she a goddess or something, it scared me how fast I was falling for this girl. "I do believe you." I whispered when she finally pulled herself away from me resting on the pole.
"Then prove it!" She shouted standing up again quicker then I had ever seen, she was amazing, she changed into a defensive stance when someone shouted from the other side of the door.
"Everything all right in there?" Someone knocked I recognized it as the disgusting guard I was with before. Yuna looked at me in a begging sort of way with her fists raised to the door.
"Everything's fine!" I shouted back, to hear a chuckle from the other side of the door.
She dropped her arms and sighed. "Thank you" She said quietly. "As I was saying Tidus, I didn't do this, if you really believe me, you will help me escape right? Or are you to devote to your ways, which are all lies." She snapped. "I don't know why I even bother, a boy like you, who has had and luxury nothing but what he wanted his whole life, no way you're ever going to break the rules admit it you're a good boy!" Yuna walked over to her bed and lied down; I tried not to stare at her perfectly shaped body... her much revealed body and focused on replying to her insult.
"You don't know one thing about me Yuna!" I shouted back.
"Well why don't you surprise me" Yuna yawned shutting her eyes, were her actions trying to tell me that I bored her? I don't blame her I am boring but something she was about to find out was that I had a high case of spontaneity.
"What do I have to do tell me?" I asked regretting it after I said it, I watched her face light up and now I really couldn't go back.
"You know how to use a sword?" Yuna got up and started circling around me. "You're well built you must do something to stay in that shape." She said staring at my muscular tone.
"I am trained in the way of samurai." I said grabbing her hand and leading it to my sword. She snatched her hand away and pulled the sword out inspecting the fine metal.
"Oh this is some good steel but then again wouldn't expect any better for the praetor." She said almost angry, I wondered why she had so much hate towards the Yevonites, I made a point to ask her when I got to know her better, I smiled at the thought of getting to know her better, it was definitely my day.
"See here?" She said holding up the sword to the moonlight which shone through the cell window. "See how it shines a tint of blue? That means it is practically perfect and very well crafted, good sword you got there! Looks like a Hattori Hanzo (I couldn't help myself)" She handed it back to me roughly. All of a sudden I questioned why I believed she hadn't killed Mark, how did she know all of this?
"Yeah it is... Yuna how do you know so much?" I asked her confused, sliding my sword back into its sheath.
"There is time to explain when we escape." Yuna said looking around the room. "I'm looking for a weapon, is there anything in here?" She sighed with frustration.
"I'll grab you one when we get out." I swallowed, I couldn't believe I was doing this, it was the excitement I had been waiting for, I also didn't want to see an innocent girl be Locked up for life, especially If that girl was Yuna. But the crime I was committing was not taken lightly by my father, I was committing treason, treason against Bevelle but before I had time to back down Yuna spoke again.
"Okay here's the plan"
So what did you all think? It made more sense in this chapter right? but what exactly is Yuna up to naughty Yuna, and I understand the concern with Yuna being way out of character, but don't worry old Yuna will return.
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