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Black Dreams, White Dreams By Lulu-san
Chapter 2 - Dreams of old
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Besaid nights were almost always cold, as the temperature would drop incredibly after the sun set. However, Lulu lay hot and sweating in her twisted sheets, wrapped up in a world of nightmares.
She was standing on Besaid beach, where she had said goodbye to Chappu so many years ago. All of a sudden, the entire beach was surrounded in shadow, and rain began to fall all around her. The sand appeared to have turned black, and the usual sparkling blue sea was glowing a shade of maroon. She was truly alone, not even a faithful moogle by her side. The rain was coming down faster now, slapping against her face and skin. The raindrops were hot, and they burst into small clouds of steam as they hit the sand. Still, she shivered, hugging herself. She was dressed in only the short, thin nightdress that she had put on before she went to sleep that night.
"Lu!"
She turned to face the voice, but the beach was empty.
"Lulu! LU!"
A running figure became visible on the horizon. As it came closer, she could see that it was Wakka. He was frantically running towards her, not even noticing the downpour that was drenching his clothes. He was similarly attired in his bedclothes, and his hair was messed from the rain, and the lack of his blue bandanna. Finally, he approached her breathing heavily from his run.
"Lu! What're doing out here? You'll catch cold, ya C'mon, I gotta take you home!"
He grabbed her hand, and began leading her down the beach.
"Wakka! Wait! Wait, I have to-" she began, trying to free her hand. "I have to-"
"You have to what?" he yelled above the rain. "Can it wait?"
"No!" she yelled back.
"Lu."
Wakka spun himself around and placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Lu.won't you ever learn? You've gotta come inside." He told her. "I promised Chappu I'd look after you. He'd be really pissed if you got a fever, ya."
"You're right." Lulu sighed. "I'm.sorry."
"Heh.s'ok." Wakka smiled down at her, and pulled her into a friendly hug. "Gotta get you dried off though. My hut is closest."
"Thanks." Lulu said, leaning her head against his chest. Suddenly she was looking up into his eyes. His eyes were locked on hers, and she could feel his face getting closer. Soon, they were nose to nose, and she knew what was going to happen. She could feel his ragged breath on her face, and she slowly closed her eyes.
"I think Chappu'd be more pissed if you were about to kiss his fiancée" A new voice cut in.
They sprung apart, both blushing slightly. Lulu looked around for the voice's owner. It sounded so familiar, could it be because it sounded like Wakkas?
"Chappu!" she heard Wakka exclaim.
And there he was. Her lost love, standing there as though he was real. He stepped forward, brushing away his light red hair, and placed a hand on her cheek.
"Hello Lulu."
"No!" She backed away, shaking her head in shock. "You're dead. You died!"
"What's wrong?" he asked. He was still smiling, but his eyes were hard.
"No." she whispered, moving towards Wakka for support.
Chappus eyes swept over the two of them. Now there was no trace of a smile.
"I see. So that's how it is. I never thought you would be that kind of woman, Lulu. Going from one brother to the other. I bet you were really happy when I left. You could finally be together, ya."
"Hey." Wakka shouted. "That's not funny. She was devastated!"
"Shut it, you oaf." Chappu snarled. "She's no better than a wretch on the street. And you! You're even worse."
"That's wrong, Chappu." Lulu tried to say, but her throat kept choking her up.
"Don't bother, Lulu." Chappu said coldly. "I should have never wasted my time with a girl who would betray her dead lover. You live like filth. I bet you never loved me anyway. Better look out Wakka. You never know who she'll be after next."
"You're wrong!" Wakka shouted.
Chappu opened his mouth to reply, but suddenly his eyes glazed over. A small trickle of blood rolled out of his mouth, and down his chin. His face twisted in shock, as blood began to flow from his nose and ears as well. Chappu fell forward, face down in the sand. Lulu covered her mouth in horror, and the sand around the Chappu became red with blood.
"Wakka! We have to do something!" Lulu cried, turning to face the red haired man. "We've got to-"
Lulu stopped short as blood began to trickled from Wakka's mouth as well.
"I'm sorry." he croaked, trying to wipe away the steam of blood before he too collapsed, dead.
Lulu's eyes widened as more bodies appeared on the beach, their faces contorted with fear. Most of were unknown to her, probably Al Bhed or Crusaders, judging by their clothing. But then, as the whole beach became overcome with bodies she began seeing the figures of those she had known, and loved. Yuna, Tidus, Rikku, her own parents, old acquaintances, and even her moogle. The bodies lay strewn over the beach, eyes staring and skin cold.
"Wait." she cried softly, her voice trembling. "Don't leave me alone! Wakka? Chappu?"
Lulu woke up with a sudden jolt. She was hot, and covered in sweat. Even though she felt as though she was burning up, she was trembling and goose bumps covered her pale skin. The way that her sheets had twisted around her told her that she had been thrashing in her sleep.
She got out of her bed and sunk down to the floor, finding comfort in its coolness. She clutched her head with her hands.
"Why?" she thought. "Why that same dream, every night? I can't be in love with Wakka, can I? And what about Chappu?"
She was suddenly overcome with a wave of nausea, and dashed to her small bathroom. Her stomach was lurching, and it felt like the vomiting would never stop. However, all bad things come to an end, and she was soon rinsing her mouth out with water from the sink.
"Dammit. Every night, the same dream, the same feeling and the same disgusting reaction." she mumbled to herself, splashing her face with the cool water.
She looked into the small mirror hanging over her basin. Her reflection stared back, looking straight into her empty eyes. Her soft, black hair was unbraided, and flowed down her back to past her waist. She liked the freedom of her unbound hair, and she let it out every night. Still, every morning, she would be braid it again, completing her daunting appearance.
Lulu spat several times in the sink, and bent down to wash her face again when her knees bent beneath her and she sunk down to the floor. She lay there for several minutes, slumped over the sink, before she half pulled herself towards the wall. She rested her back against the reassuring coolness, and slowly fell into exhausted, dreamless slumber.
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I hope you all like it so far.^_^ Anyway, chapter 3 is on it's way! *I've nearly finished it, so look out!* Um, Not much more, but to beg for reviews!
Black Dreams, White Dreams By Lulu-san
Chapter 2 - Dreams of old
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Besaid nights were almost always cold, as the temperature would drop incredibly after the sun set. However, Lulu lay hot and sweating in her twisted sheets, wrapped up in a world of nightmares.
She was standing on Besaid beach, where she had said goodbye to Chappu so many years ago. All of a sudden, the entire beach was surrounded in shadow, and rain began to fall all around her. The sand appeared to have turned black, and the usual sparkling blue sea was glowing a shade of maroon. She was truly alone, not even a faithful moogle by her side. The rain was coming down faster now, slapping against her face and skin. The raindrops were hot, and they burst into small clouds of steam as they hit the sand. Still, she shivered, hugging herself. She was dressed in only the short, thin nightdress that she had put on before she went to sleep that night.
"Lu!"
She turned to face the voice, but the beach was empty.
"Lulu! LU!"
A running figure became visible on the horizon. As it came closer, she could see that it was Wakka. He was frantically running towards her, not even noticing the downpour that was drenching his clothes. He was similarly attired in his bedclothes, and his hair was messed from the rain, and the lack of his blue bandanna. Finally, he approached her breathing heavily from his run.
"Lu! What're doing out here? You'll catch cold, ya C'mon, I gotta take you home!"
He grabbed her hand, and began leading her down the beach.
"Wakka! Wait! Wait, I have to-" she began, trying to free her hand. "I have to-"
"You have to what?" he yelled above the rain. "Can it wait?"
"No!" she yelled back.
"Lu."
Wakka spun himself around and placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Lu.won't you ever learn? You've gotta come inside." He told her. "I promised Chappu I'd look after you. He'd be really pissed if you got a fever, ya."
"You're right." Lulu sighed. "I'm.sorry."
"Heh.s'ok." Wakka smiled down at her, and pulled her into a friendly hug. "Gotta get you dried off though. My hut is closest."
"Thanks." Lulu said, leaning her head against his chest. Suddenly she was looking up into his eyes. His eyes were locked on hers, and she could feel his face getting closer. Soon, they were nose to nose, and she knew what was going to happen. She could feel his ragged breath on her face, and she slowly closed her eyes.
"I think Chappu'd be more pissed if you were about to kiss his fiancée" A new voice cut in.
They sprung apart, both blushing slightly. Lulu looked around for the voice's owner. It sounded so familiar, could it be because it sounded like Wakkas?
"Chappu!" she heard Wakka exclaim.
And there he was. Her lost love, standing there as though he was real. He stepped forward, brushing away his light red hair, and placed a hand on her cheek.
"Hello Lulu."
"No!" She backed away, shaking her head in shock. "You're dead. You died!"
"What's wrong?" he asked. He was still smiling, but his eyes were hard.
"No." she whispered, moving towards Wakka for support.
Chappus eyes swept over the two of them. Now there was no trace of a smile.
"I see. So that's how it is. I never thought you would be that kind of woman, Lulu. Going from one brother to the other. I bet you were really happy when I left. You could finally be together, ya."
"Hey." Wakka shouted. "That's not funny. She was devastated!"
"Shut it, you oaf." Chappu snarled. "She's no better than a wretch on the street. And you! You're even worse."
"That's wrong, Chappu." Lulu tried to say, but her throat kept choking her up.
"Don't bother, Lulu." Chappu said coldly. "I should have never wasted my time with a girl who would betray her dead lover. You live like filth. I bet you never loved me anyway. Better look out Wakka. You never know who she'll be after next."
"You're wrong!" Wakka shouted.
Chappu opened his mouth to reply, but suddenly his eyes glazed over. A small trickle of blood rolled out of his mouth, and down his chin. His face twisted in shock, as blood began to flow from his nose and ears as well. Chappu fell forward, face down in the sand. Lulu covered her mouth in horror, and the sand around the Chappu became red with blood.
"Wakka! We have to do something!" Lulu cried, turning to face the red haired man. "We've got to-"
Lulu stopped short as blood began to trickled from Wakka's mouth as well.
"I'm sorry." he croaked, trying to wipe away the steam of blood before he too collapsed, dead.
Lulu's eyes widened as more bodies appeared on the beach, their faces contorted with fear. Most of were unknown to her, probably Al Bhed or Crusaders, judging by their clothing. But then, as the whole beach became overcome with bodies she began seeing the figures of those she had known, and loved. Yuna, Tidus, Rikku, her own parents, old acquaintances, and even her moogle. The bodies lay strewn over the beach, eyes staring and skin cold.
"Wait." she cried softly, her voice trembling. "Don't leave me alone! Wakka? Chappu?"
Lulu woke up with a sudden jolt. She was hot, and covered in sweat. Even though she felt as though she was burning up, she was trembling and goose bumps covered her pale skin. The way that her sheets had twisted around her told her that she had been thrashing in her sleep.
She got out of her bed and sunk down to the floor, finding comfort in its coolness. She clutched her head with her hands.
"Why?" she thought. "Why that same dream, every night? I can't be in love with Wakka, can I? And what about Chappu?"
She was suddenly overcome with a wave of nausea, and dashed to her small bathroom. Her stomach was lurching, and it felt like the vomiting would never stop. However, all bad things come to an end, and she was soon rinsing her mouth out with water from the sink.
"Dammit. Every night, the same dream, the same feeling and the same disgusting reaction." she mumbled to herself, splashing her face with the cool water.
She looked into the small mirror hanging over her basin. Her reflection stared back, looking straight into her empty eyes. Her soft, black hair was unbraided, and flowed down her back to past her waist. She liked the freedom of her unbound hair, and she let it out every night. Still, every morning, she would be braid it again, completing her daunting appearance.
Lulu spat several times in the sink, and bent down to wash her face again when her knees bent beneath her and she sunk down to the floor. She lay there for several minutes, slumped over the sink, before she half pulled herself towards the wall. She rested her back against the reassuring coolness, and slowly fell into exhausted, dreamless slumber.
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I hope you all like it so far.^_^ Anyway, chapter 3 is on it's way! *I've nearly finished it, so look out!* Um, Not much more, but to beg for reviews!