For a filler, this chapter is fairly interesting, I think! If it's confusing, that's okay, because I kind of wanted it to be that way! I want you to feel Yuna's confusion and not get answers until she herself receives them! (Does that make sense...?) Anyway, please enjoy!
Chapter 14: A Proposal
"Sending her back already? Hm...Things really must be goin' pretty bad over dere..."
Yuna's eyes slowly opened, as she realized the sun was pouring into her window, and that Wakka's voice was carrying into her bedroom. Her door was open, and she guessed Wakka and Lulu were just down the hall.
Yuna got out of bed quickly, and hurriedly got dressed, figuring she'd overslept. She hadn't really heard Wakka's words...
"Good morning!" Yuna greeted Wakka and Lulu, who were, as she'd guessed, just down the hall from her room.
"Good morning, Yuna," Lulu replied, and then said, "Why don't you go pack your belongings."
"What?" Yuna said, wondering what she was talking about.
"Your father wants you back," Wakka said with a shrug, "I guess things aren't lookin' too good."
"What do you mean?" Yuna said, taking a seat on the couch's edge.
"Apparently some riots broke out in Bevelle," Lulu said, "The Al Bheds and Guado apparently cannot get along."
"Damn rotten monkeys, dem Al Bhed," Wakka mumbled under his breath, only to get a glare from Lulu, as if to remind him that Yuna was of Al Bhed lineage.
"They...Can't get along?" Yuna just said slowly, not able to take in what had just been said.
"There have been numerous attempts at Maester Jyscal's life," Lulu said, looking at Yuna, "And they had been thought to be connected with Lord Ohalland's. Only yesterday it was noted that it was a band of Al Bheds behind the attempts. Now riots have been here and there."
"Why does that make me have to go back?" Yuna asked, standing up.
Lulu and Wakka were both silent, and both looked away from Yuna, and stared at nothing.
Finally, Lulu sighed and stood up, and said, "Wakka and me aren't sure. However, your father requests that you go back to Bevelle. An airship will be on its way..."
"What about Tidus?" Yuna said quickly, and for the first time since the night before, her thoughts went back to Tidus.
"He left last night," Wakka said, looking a little sad, "And I was kinda liking him...He was a good Blitzer..."
"He left last night?" Yuna said, "Where to?"
Lulu just shook her head, and said, "We don't know. We suppose back to Bevelle."
Yuna didn't know what else to say. For some reason, Wakka nor Lulu's words could sink into her. She just didn't get.
So, she just kept her mouth shut, and didn't ask the million questions that were floating through her mind, and went to pack up her belongings.
It was odd, she had only been in Besaid for one full day. Already Tidus had left, although Yuna didn't know why. What was Tidus' motive...
Confused, all Yuna could do was pack up her belongings.
"There's the ship Yuna. Take care, ya?" Wakka said, embracing Yuna, "And if things get too tough, you can always call."
"Will do, Wakka," Yuna said, giving him a smile. She didn't want to leave, she realized, for when she thought about it, Wakka and Lulu were almost the most family she had. Sighing, Yuna reminded herself that she did still have Rikku, and her Uncle Cid, and...of course...Her father.
Yuna boarded the airship, taking a seat by a window, sighing to herself. She realized that one thing she would definitely miss would be the warm weather of Besaid instead of the cold winter of Bevelle. However, all though not nearly as bad as the day before, Yuna wouldn't miss sunburns...
"Did you hear about the riots?" Yuna heard an Al Bhed technician saying next to her to another technician.
"Sure did," the other replied, "What do you think of them."
"I think it's about time," the first said, "After all, why is it that those Guados are treated with all of the equality in Spira while we're just brushed aside?"
"It's 'cause this whole world revolves around Yevon, and we Al Bhed aren't associated with Yevon," the second just said.
"So you're against the riots?"
"Not at all. I agree, it is about time. Let's just hope this time we can bring not only the Guados down, but Yevon along with them."
"Excuse me," Yuna said, unable to keep out of it, "I'm sorry to have been eavesdropping, but I couldn't help but overhear your conversation."
"Lady Yuna?" the second stuttered, looking surprised to see her aboard the airship.
"Yes," Yuna just said, "Um...And...I believe that you both have it all wrong. The Al Bhed aren't treated any worse than the Guado. Or any worse than the Ronsos, or Hypellos, or even myself. Yevon strives for equality throughout Spira."
The first technician gave a little laugh, and said, "All you children of Yevon are brainwashed, you realize that, don't you?"
"No we aren't," Yuna said, "Believe me, my father himself is the one who strove to allow Al Bhed children into public schools."
"Oh yeah? What about private schools? Or some colleges? Can Al Bhed children go there? No. They all end up as technicians. There isn't an Al Bhed Maester. And your father just did what he did to get votes–we all know that."
"Actually, Yuna said, shaking her head, "My father married an Al Bhed woman. He feels no less toward an Al Bhed than he does anyone else."
"Okay...Way to lie there..." Yuna thought just the same, for she knew quite well her father used the term 'flit' more than even Tidus or Wakka did combined.
"You tryin' to tell me that you're half Al Bhed?" the first said in disbelief.
"That's right," Yuna said.
At that second, someone grabbed Yuna's arm, causing Yuna to turn to see a man dressed in clergy clothing.
"Lady Yuna," the man said, "If I were you, I wouldn't be telling just anybody of your lineage."
"And why not?" said the first technician.
"Because, now is not the time for the Lady Yuna to have to choose a side. Everybody knows that she is engaged to a Guado. It would be terrible if her wedding were to be off."
"What?" Yuna said, "What are you talking about?"
"You mean it's not true then?" the clergyman said, looking surprised, "I'd heard a rumor that the Maester's son, Seymour, and you were to be wed."
"Huh? Oh, no, that's not true," Yuna said, shaking her head, "That's just a rumor."
"Oh..." the man said, looking disappointed.
"I'm sorry," Yuna said, putting on a smile, "But that rumor's been around for a long time now..."
"But it was on the sphere and all..." the clergyman just said, his disappointment showing even greater.
"Again, I am sorry," Yuna said, looking out the window, "But it is just a rumor."
At that, the clergyman, shook his head and left, and the technicians both shook there head also and started off the opposite way of the clergyman.
Yuna could only sigh, hoping to land soon.
"Lady Yuna, this is your stop," Yuna head someone say, and she noticed she had fallen asleep.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry," Yuna said, turning red, and quickly grabbing her luggage, and looked out the window only to notice that it was quite sunny outside, and quite wet as well. Most of the snow was gone, and Yuna was greeted by a fairly warm gust of air.
"Spring already?" Yuna said, looking around, as she exited the airship. She saw her father's chauffeur and ran over to him, handing him her luggage.
As she took a seat on the familiar leather of her father's limo, she sighed a sigh of relief, glad that at least the weather was warm. Then, after making sure that the glass between her and the chauffeur was up, she pulled out her cell phone, and dialed Tidus' number.
After about the fifth ring, Tidus' voice picked up with a "Yuna? That you?"
"Yeah, it is," Yuna said, "Where are you?"
"At my house, you?" Tidus said.
"Well, I'm here in Bevelle," Yuna just said, "Why'd you leave?"
"'Cause I knew you'd be coming back," Tidus just said.
"How did you know?"
"I just figured," Tidus said, "I got a call from a friend of mine–an Al Bhed friend. He told me about the riots and stuff."
"Oh...But why did that mean I have to come back?" Yuna asked.
Tidus was silent, before he said, "Yuna...We'll talk later, 'kay? I'm kinda busy right now. So...I'll call you later. Bye!"
Before Yuna could say anything, Tidus hung up.
Yuna decided it was for the best that Tidus hung up, for at that moment, the limo was pulling up her driveway.
"If only my head were as clear as the sky," Yuna thought as she climbed out of the limo, looking up at the clear, starry sky, "I could really go without all of this confusion!"
Yuna did have to admit, however, that walking into her home, with her father's chaufferer at her heels was nice for a second, but the emptiness of it seemed too unfamiliar.
"You can set the suitcases right there," Yuna just said, not looking back at the chaufferer. Her phone rang then, and Yuna quickly answered it without seeing who it was first.
"Yuna? Are you home yet?" it was the voice of her father.
"Yes, I just walked in the door," Yuna said, as the chauffer left her.
"Good. How did the streets look?"
"What do you mean?"
"Yuna, surely you've heard of the news? Over one hundred Al Bhed and Guado are dead."
"What?" Yuna said, alarmed.
"Didn't Wakka and Lulu tell you anything?" Braska said, sounding somewhat annoyed, "Anyway, we need to do something immediately. Meaning...Next week, you will accept Seymour's proposal on Valentine's Day."
"What?" Yuna said, nearly dropping her phone, "What did you just say?"
"On Valentine's Day, at the Grand Ball, Seymour is going to propose to you. And you will accept."
Yuna's mouth dropped, and she honestly didn't know what to say. She just stood there, shock consuming her.
Honestly, it was something she had known all of her life. Someday, she would marry Seymour. She could always sense that her father was trying to get her and Seymour together. However, Yuna never actually thought about it, nor imagined it.
"Why?" Yuna finally said, recovering slightly from her shock.
"If there isn't some action, there will be a war," Braska said, "You are half Al Bhed, Seymour is half Guado. In other words, it will be the Maester's son, a Guado, joining with the other Maester's daughter, an Al Bhed. The perfect illusion to make the Guado and Al Bhed unite.
"Is that understood?" Braska said after quite a while of silence.
"Yes..." Yuna just said, "Goodbye!" She hung up the phone and bounded up the stairs to her room, throwing herself on her bed. All she could do was weep. She knew, however, that this was what she had to do. She had to marry Seymour. She just had to.