A/N: Whey hey, prepare to find out who the fiancée is in this chapter! Goodie or baddie...hrm, easy question lol  By the way, just a quick note to say that Dagger is NOT to blame here, I love Dagger so much, I would never portray her to be a bitch. She and Zidane are so meant to be! Thankies for the reviews!

Previously: Zidane suddenly leant his head closer to Daggers and caught her lips with his, kissing her passionately as the crowd applauded once more. Dagger couldn't help but smile, as she realised she was holding onto the one thing she knew wouldn't ever let her go again.

They broke their kiss eventually, when they could no longer keep the tears under control. They hugged once more, their bodies entwining perfectly. Zidane took Daggers left hand and held it to his heart, gently rubbing her fingers. He brushed his thumb against a ring, and, surprised, he looked down. There, as his stomach lurched, on Daggers hand, was an engagement ring.

Chapter 2-Flow of Life

Dagger shook her head as the hot salty tears plunged rapidly down her pale face. "I...come with me..." she muttered, taking a reluctant Zidanes hand as the crowd watched them eagerly.

She led him back into the wings of the stage, past the crew who stared at her with looks of surprise and anger. Zidane had come all this way for her to be married off, those eyes said to her. Her stomach leapt as the shame tore her heart apart, the wound Zidane had himself created and mended by returning.

"Dagger...you-you're-"

"No." she interrupted, fighting the tears which crept down from her hurt eyes and made Zidane go blurry. She couldn't pretend he wasn't really there, because he was, he had come back. She couldn't imagine the pain that must have held him as he stared at the ring on her finger, the smile wiped so cruelly from his face.

"No? Dagger...what the hell is going on?" he said, the emotion apparent in his voice. Tears lined his blue eyes and she felt her heart swoon with guilt and disgrace.

"I...I don't...know how to explain this. I'm..."

"You're getting married." He said with extreme hurt in his tone. She shook her head furiously, tears lining her chin.

"No. I...you've been gone for four years. Do you even know what it felt like to have to listen to everyone telling me to move on? Zidane," she continued, sobbing uncontrollably now. "I never believed it, you would never...you know I used to lie in bed, and think..." Dagger caught her breath back and sat on the floor miserably, unable to fight with her body, struggling to keep talking.

Zidanes initial reaction was to comfort her, but as he bent down and wrapped his arms around her, he didn't know what he should do. She was going to belong to someone else, she was wearing their engagement ring, although it seemed to him she didn't really much care for it.

"Do...do you love him?" he managed to murmur. She looked up abruptly and gasped.

"N-No." she stammered, pushing her head further into her hands, her body shaking. Zidane felt his heart lighten a little. "H-How cou-could you ask m-me that? Z-Zidane." She whimpered, and Zidane felt his surge of love give in to that beautiful face injured with the pain he had caused.

"But...but you're going to m-marry someone, Dagger." He said reasonably, stroking her hair gently.

Dagger bit her lip, her once happy eyes filled with sadness and angst. She shook her head, mostly to herself. "I...I don't want to, Zidane. I never did."

"Can't you...say no to the guy?"

Dagger began to cry once more. "...no..." she whispered. "I signed a...a contract."

Zidane felt outraged. "What? Dagger!"

It seemed Dagger had expected this reaction, but she still flinched as his voice rose and burrowed her head down in fear. "I'm sorry..." she mumbled.

Zidane sighed. "I wanted to come home to you years ago, Dagger. I wanted to surprise you and be with you...be with you forever." He stopped, embarrassed as she looked back up at him, a faint smile on her lips. "When I saw that...ring...the last thing I expected was to come home to you engaged to some guy." He said remorsefully.

"I waited." She replied. "I waited for you so long I thought my heart would break. It already had, actually. People were tugging at me from all sides, making me meet with suitors and princes, all after my money. I don't think one of them even looked at my face." She whispered sorrowfully, wiping her face with her hands. "My moth-Queen Brahne, in her will...it says that I have to be married by the time I'm 20. And I'm...it's my birthday next week." She explained, and all of it pieced together for Zidane. She wasn't marrying out of free will, she was being forced to.

"Dagger...this is all my fault...if I had gotten back sooner-"

"This was arranged months ago," she muttered, her voice breaking very now and then. "There was nothing you could do, Zidane. It's my fault. If I had held out for longer..."

An awkward silence passed, their angst felt heavy in the air they could feel it as if it was pressing down on their shoulders, losing their balance. This was not how things were supposed to turn out.

"...this feels like a dream..." Dagger murmured softly, holding her knees tight against her chest, her hands clamped onto the side of her legs. "I used to picture this...what this would be like..."

Zidane felt his heart well slightly as she spoke. "I missed you, Dagger." Her heart skipped a beat, as her pain washed over her like a fresh tide, causing her to clutch her chest, it now beginning to hurt from her sobs.

Dagger wandered to her own little world, where time stood still and she could gather her emotions. For years she had fought everything around her to stay in her dream world, where Zidane was alive and running back to her as fast as he could, not stopping to rest, all he could do was run, run to get back where he belonged...the reality hit her with sudden rage when she was being forced to meet with suitors, princes from here and there, and none could look her in the eye. All wanted her money and power. Take it, she felt like screaming. Take it; Zidane is the only one that matters.

"I...I guess we should go back." Zidane said timidly, gesturing to the silent crowd. Dagger sighed and got up, wiping her soaked face with the back of her hand. Zidane followed her lead and sat up awkwardly. "Is...Is he there?"

Dagger looked at him for a moment then shook her head slightly. "No. I couldn't let him be here for...this play really mattered to me, and I didn't want...well, I wanted to be alone."

Zidane felt his heart swell as he took in what she was saying. He couldn't believe that what had crushed his heart held Daggers in chains, unable to escape. He suddenly realised he had postponed asking the question which interested him most. In a nervous voice, he asked. "Dagger...who is he?"

She shivered, as her eyes drifted away from Zidanes and fell to the floor. Her lungs felt tight and her mind raced as she imagined Zidanes eyes filled with tears, all made by her. Pain she would cause. I'm so sorry, Zidane.

"It's...his name is Kadaj. He...he's Garlands son."

A/N: BUH BUH BUH! What do ya think? I didn't know who to put, so I made this guy up. Come on people, you know you want to review. Sorry for the time it took to do this, but you will see I wrote the third chappie also...Can't wait for the release of Advent Children, can't believe I have to wait longer for it over here...damn you...the trailers for it are amazing though, aren't they? Squeals R&R you cheesecakes...