Automatically, the girl took the offered hand, and stood up. Her green, spiralled eyes examined the boy's structure with curiosity. The youth guided her towards the dancing field, a pleased smile on his face. Yet Rikku could not see his features very clearly, since the darkness shaded his face. However, a glimmer of light sparked in the depths of his clear, bright blue eyes. Such a brilliance that a little part of a crystalline ocean seemed to have been captured in such orbs.
Then they began to dance, the boy turning her around to make Rikku face him straight. A white light focused on his face, and Rikku's heart skipped a beat automatically. The youth was of her age. His face was gentle, with soft, childish features, with the most loving smile she had ever seen. His head was crowned with a mop of wild hair, yet falling in silky strands of a bright platinum blond. Then there were those captivating eyes, staring at her with such care she felt intimidated. There was something familiar in those eyes, something in the way this youth was staring at her that reminded her of someone.
"Rikku…" the boy leaned in to whisper into her ear.
Rikku's eyebrows narrowed, and she caught sight of a feminine figure, standing proudly on a balcony and giving her the thumbs up.
"Can I keep you?" the youth whispered more softly, yet his voice was trembling.
Rikku's eyes widened. She had understood, she had recognized the figure in the balcony, and was able to realize the truth surrounding her. The girl pulled away and stared at the boy, her eyes paying much attention to the boy. The youth was looking somewhat worried, preoccupied to say the least.
"Tidus…?" Rikku inquired trembling slightly.
The boy's worry faded, blown with the wind. A happy smile split his lips widely, and his eyes sparkled with joy.
"Oh… my, you are alive!" Rikku beamed, suddenly conscious of the implications the affirmation took.
The girl leaped on his arms and began laughing loudly. Tidus joined in, hugging her tightly, and laughing along with her. When they pulled apart, Rikku beamed at him, staring into his clear eyes, and attempting to muster weak words, which kept running over themselves. The moment was perfect, the two were smiling at each other, such that their eyes were locked, absorbing every inch of their beings. Tidus leaned in, and the girl raised her head gently. Their eyes welcomed the darkness as their lids closed. Two souls fused into one, as lips collided in feathery passion, two hearts melted and two destinies intertwined.
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Rikku was laying on her bed that night. The woman stared at her wrinkled hands with the nostalgia of those lost times. The love she had felt so profusely for the ghost, who later became her husband, still beat bright and vivid in her old, battered heart. Her golden hair was now white like snow, and her mouth lacked most of her teeth. Two years ago she didn't care about this fact, but those two years weighed on her like a thousand ages.
It made two years already. The bed seemed so empty without him. The old woman had expected him to come, but right now she was doubting they would ever meet again. The deterioration of age had ripped him away from her life again. Rikku had survived through this two years without much suffering, knowing day after day that they would meet again. But it made two years, and Rikku realized, with sadness in her eyes, that the man she had loved with all her heart was gone. Gone again, back the world he should never have been ripped out of.
Suddenly a crash broke the murky, deep silence of the night. It was the sound of a glass shattering, of a memory waking up in Rikku's mind, of a hope renewed. The elder stood up on her shaky legs and achy bones, and cantered as rapid as she could towards the room's door. She trotted down the stairs with a smile on her face. A strong pain was stabbing her ankle, but Rikku ignored it as she continued her race towards destiny.
The girl emerged on the kitchen's door. There it was, a male figure, transparent, yet not the bulby, stubby little ghost, but the galliard, strong man she had been married to. A shattered glass at his feet. The man turned around and smiled at the woman, bright, luminous, and joyful.
"Tidus!" the woman shrieked, a yell of pure joy.
She ran towards him, leapt on his ethereal arms, and sealed his mouth with her lips. The boy received him with the joy of someone who loved more than anything, to an extent not even words could describe. Tidus didn't see the old, battered woman, but the chirpy youth he fell in love with.
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The police was in the house. The paramedics were covering the corpse, which was laying at the feet of the stairs. Two figures, both with platinum blond hair, were glancing tearfully at the deceased.
"Mother…" whimpered the girl.
The boy engulfed the young girl with his arms, hugging her tightly in a comforting embrace. Tears fell down his eyes, yet he kept his soul whole and strong.
"Don't cry… Mom is with Dad now!" the boy smiled half heartedly.
Back then, he didn't know just how true his thoughtful words were. Back then, he ignored that love can survive death, for there was never a magic as powerful and strong as the sentiment of being one with the desired person.
The End.
AN: FINISHED! I totally loved that ending, and it was definitely the fact that urged me to finish this story. I always imagined that beginning, and that ending, the sound of shattering glass. Anyways, now I'll continue with The Last Wizard (sequel to Human Spirit) and probably continue with To Live a Life (sequel to A Life to Live). I want to thank all of my readers!
Blackrose1179: Thanks for being the first one to review.
ChErRyBlOsSoMs-FlOwErOfDeAtH: For being so optimistic, and relieve Tidus will return to life.
ShalBrenfan: For being the one who reviewed the most, and followed the story with more interest.
Scorpion05: for your long, long review, and your criticism.
Thank you to all!
