AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey all! This is my first fanfic ever written, so please don't think too badly about it and give it a chance. Also, the original ages of each character has changed for this fic. This fanfic includes crossover spoilers from Final Fantasy 6 through 10-2. Please read and review (end begging). Please, if you decide to send me a review, please no flaming or insults. Constructive criticism is welcome, as well as praise. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own any characters (unfortunately) mentioned in this FAN fiction, sans Vince and Aurora. Do you think I would be writing this if I did really own any of the Final Fantasies? No. I would be slave-driving the entire Square/Squaresoft/Square-Enix/Whatever the hell they call themselves on the production of FF438.
Any last minute notes: Yes, thoughts in italics and/or (parenthesis). Enough with my rambling.
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Ultima: High School Eccentricities
Chapter I: Why am I here?
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BREEP! BREEP! BREEP! BREEP! BR- CRASH
A young teenager slammed the snooze button on the now-broken alarm clock. Dear God, why? Just… why? That is the most obnoxious sound known to man, especially at a fucking….ZZzzZzZzZzZz….
15 minutes later, the same sound can be heard down the hall from his room. I'm giving him 5 seconds to turn that god-awful clock.
BREEP! BREEP! BREEP! BR-Click Damn! I wanted an excuse to obliterate the damn thing!
"Aren't I being nice today? I'm waking you up," a person's voice said while shaking the teenager. 5 minutes went by to no avail. "Dammit! Vince! My daily kindness is being wasted on you! DON'T make me use Flare Star on you…" Hearing the threat from his brother, Vince moaned and slowly sat up.
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"Aww, man… What time is it?" I asked.
"To get a new alarm clock. It's 7. We're going to be late," my brother, Kuja, answered back.
"I still don't see why I have to wake up in such an ungodly hour… I've already home-schooled college! Why is Dad insulting me by pushing me back to a sophomore in high school!"
"I've told you already, it's for your social development," Please, you're up to something. You know I don't like you. Kuja doesn't either, but why aren't you treating my brother as the same as me? It was their father, Garland. "C'mon, I'll give you a drive to, at least Vince's, first day of public school."
"No, Garland. I've already promised my girlfriend that I'll pick her up," Kuja said leaving out of the congregated room. He also disliked their father, even to a higher extent than his own.
"You will address me as 'Dad' or 'Father'. And you know you can't be with this girl until I've met her," our father retorted.
"Whatever. I'm not the mistake, you are." Please, Kuja, don't I don't want blood all over my brand new leather coat. Garland just ignored him.
After several tense minutes pass since Kuja's departure to get ready, Garland said, "Hurry up and get dressed," as he left my room.
I wish Mom was here… Dad just completely chased her off when I was 4. Also, he's been excessively suspicious lately… I think I know what's going on, but I won't do anything until things are proven certain. I sighed as I put on a navy dress shirt and black jeans, "Oh, God. Just… why? At least the coat is finished. I'm gonna show it off today, it's moderately breezy today, right?" I was walking towards my closet to admire my newly-customized leather coat. It was lined with white fur and platinum feathers, hiding buttons that held the black coat together. What is it? A coat? Trench coat? Ah… as long as I look cool in it and give a good first impression. But what about this tail of mine? I just know everyone's going to make fun of it. God, Hyne, and Yevon, why did my family wind up with a screwed up gene pool?
I took one last look in the body mirror on my door before I took my backpack and left for downstairs. Let's just hope everything goes well today.
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Several minutes ago, I just stormed out of my brother's room because of him. "Damn. He just treats me like I'm some sort of failure," I whispered to no-one in particular. I can't help to be a bit angry at Vince, despite his common hate for Garland, albeit lesser than my hate. Garland doesn't deserve to be called "Dad". How many times now? Twice? He's trying to get me killed, I swear to God… He just covers it up with fake concern. Nothing genuine. Next time we're near a cliff, I'm gonna kick him off it. So what if I was conceived on some whim? That's no excuse for trying to kill me. There's no reason I see… He acts like I'm just a disposable plastic container.
Sorry for the soliloquy. I wonder what'll look good on me today? Well, my usual outfit is out. Why don't they allow thongs in school? I finally decided on a simple t-shirt that says "Scheming? Me?" along with dark blue jeans. Well, I better pick Aurora up before she gets too comfortable staying home… But first… I quickly slip into Garland's room and stole the set of keys to the blue sports car with that oh so wonderful vanity plate, "INVINCIBLE".
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"We're gonna be late! Hurry up! I want to be there before the staff!" Garland shouted to his son from his other red car.
"Coming!" Vince obediently called back. Just how the hell do you pull it off without the press getting on your case? Not too many citizens would like the president of Esthar (the most powerful country in the world) to be also the principal of the most prestigious high school… which is a public high school. Why? Well I guess it's logical, Ultima High is also the-…
"I'm not saying it again! I will give you detention!" Garland impatiently threatened.
"We're technically not on school grounds yet. So I haven't done anything wrong against the school… yet," Vince retorted with a smile of satisfaction on his face.
"I AM the school, boy. And remember, keep the fact that you've already graduated from college along with the fact that you are the son of the president of this country." You could sense a rage extracted from impatience from Garland's voice.
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"Alright, alright. Don't get so impatient. It's bad for your stress." Plus I don't want your vein to pop and get blood all over my new leather coat. I turned my head to look at the lavishly decorated mansion we lived in. Before he drove off, I looked at my favorite fountain in the front… garden. It was a statue of a dragon with its wings spread out, in a stance as if the water streaming from its mouth was going to be used for a Waterga spell just waiting to be casted.
Garland mumbled something under his breath before pressing the pedal. What did he say? Probably saying something about how much of an asshole Kuja is. That's incorrect, dear father. You're the one who was drunk one night and had Kuja. Then you had a painful surgery performed on Mom in order to remove him as a torture abortion… At least according to Kuja and Mom, who probably aren't lying. Many more thoughts and possibilities crossed my mind. The drive to Ultima High was short, thus ending to my speculation of our family history and Garland's problem.
All of a sudden, anxiety struck. Damn! What will the kids think of me? My tail is a dead giveaway that I'm a freak! If I scare everyone off, no one will want to talk to me. Thus, his "social development" plans will be ruined and blame and scream at me! I don't want that. His voice is ugly and derogatory to my intelligence. But, if I accidentally casted a spell that nobody's ever seen before, I'm gonna get into so much trouble… I'll just say I learned it from a special private school that experiments with unusual magic. I continued to comfort me nervousness.
I wonder if I'll meet up with Kuja and Aurora.
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Before Garland and Vince left the house…
I left early this time because her house is somewhat far. Me leaving Garland's presence was an added bonus. Today, of all days, I met with congested traffic. Fortunately, I've found out an alternative route to Aurora's house that was virtually hidden. Ha, nothing can stop me from seeing Aurora. With a less cocky train of thought, "And I love her because she accepts me…" Why am I blushing?
After several minutes and two stop signs later, I've finally reached her house. I glanced at my watch to see if we were going to be early to school, as usual. 7:25. Good. We'll get there on time. Classes don't begin until 8:30... Which is a compensation of why they end at 4:45, damn. Its going to be another long day. Spending 5 minutes on my thoughts, I've got out of the car and walked to the door of her house.
I was greeted by an opening door to reveal my dear, precious Aurora. Her beauty exceeds all. That divine angelic face of hers… it makes me blush like a little schoolboy. The figure… her frame… it shows a hidden strength that is not physical. The long stream of hair just compliments her height. Those glasses, she should not part with them… She realizes that reality is harsh, but she is prepared to fight against it with her inner power… Oh, how she just makes me breathless and speechless… And here I am just blushing away with her beauty paralyzing me with her charm.
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…Wow… Amazing… I'm just standing there like an idiot blushing. But I can't help to realize that the man standing in front of me is mine. His hair… His hair… I love his feathers! They make him look cute! And his frame and figure… Oh God, that's to die for! I just wanna ruffle those feathers! And… He treats me so nicely! I'm not a geek in front of him. Oh man, I just wanna… The feathers! Who cannot be charmed by how those feathers blend in with the rest of his hair! He doesn't look a day older than 15! That boyish complexion… And the boyish charm! Oh, so lovely. And… the sarcasm! Oh my God, that's too much to describe! Feathers! I wonder how he keeps them in tact? Doesn't too much shampoo bother and irritate them? Oh God… the tail! It just adds so much boyish cuteness to him…only when he lets it out… But that's ok- his light-framedness adds so much subtle masculinity. It compliments his feathers so much…
Oh God, I've been standing here just boring holes into him! Did I mention the feathers?
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As the lovestruck couple blush and gawk at each other like a small child about candy, they both realized that they need to redeem themselves from their slight lapse of 5-minute shock.
Err… Kuja slowly bowed forward and elegantly said, "I hope my dear lady is prepared for the morning of the dance of the suns."
Oh God the feathers! Aurora tried to redeem herself by saying, "Oh Kuja. You're late. How could you," as flatly and sarcastic as possible, but to no avail due to infatuation that never died out since she laid eyes upon him.
Kuja straightened up and kissed her hand while smiling, "I'm sorry, I had to tame my dragon." He knew two of her favorite things are feathers and dragons. Aurora was still blushing and standing there petrified by her infatuation.
Eventually, Kuja kissed her on the cheeks, as to release her spell of paralysis. "We don't want to be late and give a bad impression to our new teachers, right?"
"Y-Yes… Let's go."
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Well, as we climbed into the car, offering to let me drive (which I refused), Kuja smiled and kissed me on the cheek again.
Finally overcoming my girlish self that has been brought out by the lips of divinity, I broke the awkward silence by asking, "So… You said your brother will be there today? As a sophomore, right?"
Kuja nodded and replied, "Yes. He's a good kid, you may like him."
"But I'll always be in love with you!" I cutely smiled back. My God, that was cheesy.
Kuja laughed for a bit and before we knew it, we were there. Ultima High… He kissed me once more before we stepped out of the car.
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OK, we just got there. Wow this place is huge… It's almost like a college campus.
"Bye," Garland broke me out of my trance, still with anger from before. He hurriedly left the car, and walked inside the building. I was just in awe.
I've decided on to look around the outside for a little while, since it was 7:50. I knew the busses didn't start coming until around 8:10, thus, leaving me in peace. Damn. It was warmer than I thought. But my coat is so cool… But I'll be the only one with a blackleather coat on, in hot weather, so its certain I'll be made a laughing stock. With that logic, I took it off and hung it over my arm before I changed my mind and had a panic attack.
Such power that the school's exterior shows… It really reveals this country's pride. It makes me sick. It's public because there are too many people who will follow blindly into anything that has power over them. No wonder why they made this the base of training of their frontline army (I suppose that's why he's president, also)- ignorant fools who want power come here, but in the end, it is the power that controls them. Perfect, young candidates are the easiest victim to catch, and the best to refine pieces of power. How the government is sadistic… I can't blame them. Although, on a speculative note, people come here to learn to protect themselves with power. Yes, I commend them who want to protect themselves. But to those who want to serve a higher power that can easily be overcomed, they have no sense of self whatsoever. Those people are the insult of human logic and emotions. Everyone expects each other to follow that… Give in to their emotions and blindly serve another. It is not an institution to learn to protect our country, we have been at peace for centuries. Yet, I cannot shrug off the fact that people have no other choices, so they must protect themselves with power's generosity, however of an illusion it is. I don't know what to think. I don't want to believe with faith, I want to trust my logic and knowledge. Why do I oppose myself? I don't know anymore… But none of this will matter… Power, what is it? Why does it exist? It will help me. It will serve me… Damn. My emotions are getting out of hand and starting to control my ego. But… I can't help to feel so vulnerable… Its as if there is someone writing the story of our fate. I feel so helpless. Someone, help.
I know someone is out to get me… My train of thought ended when my backpack fell and gave a loud thud to the ground. I picked it up, readjusted my glasses, and combed my hand through my hair. I wonder if they're here already, Kuja told me I would want to meet Aurora… He didn't bring her into the house because of Garland, but he often visits her.
My question was answered. They were kissing by the front doors, as nobody else was there. Oh dear, I hope I don't intrude on them.
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Such a gentleman… Kissing me so passionately…
I opened my eyes and saw someone with long black hair, with silver feathers! "Umm…Kuja… is that your brother?"
Kuja reluctantly drew his head from my face to answer my question. "Oh. Yes it is. Hey! Vince!" he called over for him.
Vince? Nice name. But he seemed in a trance or some deep thought… I can't resist it. Those feathers are calling out to me!
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Decided and determined to touch Vince's hair, Aurora started to walk towards him, turning around once to blow a kiss to Kuja.
"Hi! My name is Aurora!" she greeted him with a smile and an extended hand.
Finally snapping back to reality, Vince shook her hand and replied, "My name is Vince, nice to meet you."
3 minutes have passed and they are still shaking hands.
"Err… Is there something on me?" Vince asked worried about already failing his social life.
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Oh yes, there's silver feathers in your hair and your large build is nicely kept without an excess of weight. You should tie a couple of your feathers around the frames of your glasses. I wonder if you have a tail, also… Dear God, he's as pleasurable to look at as Kuja. He's just a shyer version of him. Well, any friend or brother of Kuja's is a friend of mine!
"Umm… Aurora? I'm sorry, but quite frankly, you're starting to scare me."
Ok, he's timid at times, but once you get to be on his good side, he's sociable. My urges overcame me and I hugged him, running my hands through his hair. I glance to the side and Kuja looks amused.
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… She scares me. She hugs me affectionately without knowing me. I wonder if Kuja is angry at me? To satisfy my question, I looked to the side and saw Kuja laughing. At least it's not my fear. The only thing I could do then is to hug her back.
Finally, she lets go, brushing my hair with her fingers and not saying anything… Oh God, I hope she isn't thinking about…
"Do you have a tail?" Oh God, yes it is.
"Err… yes… please don't insult me."
"Why would I? I love Kuja's tail, and you are his brother. I love tails." You officially are on my "?" List.
"O…Okay…" What else was I supposed to do? So, I pulled my tail out, with white fur and platinum feathers. I wanted my coat to be made just like my tail.
"Sweet! I know you two are embarrassed to let your tails out, and thanks." Wow, she's polite. Of course, I put my tail back in.
"Thank you," I mustered. I looked at my watch. 8:11. The first bus was approaching the school.
"What schedule do you have? Mine's Biology, Alchemy and Physics, then History, then lunch…"
"That's nice, I have lunch fourth period, also. We'll talk later," I said within one quick breath. I do not want to be seen by anyone. I'm so nervous for some reason, so I speed walk to my locker, to prepare for my first period, Black Magic 301...
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So, what do you think? At the end of every chapter, as a bonus, I do a small interview with one of the characters! Or one of the characters interview me. . Enjoy!
Vince: Wow… you made me a moody confused person… Why?
PsychDragoonX: Well, you see, I know your backstory quite well. Because… I based you off of me, of course, with several exaggerations.
Vince: Huh… but, why are you doing that! And… Why am I going to high school if I already went to college! That's stupid!
PsychDragoonX: I could tell you, but that'll just ruin the surprise.
Vince: Damn.
PsychDragoonX: Don't worry, you'll get a kick-ass weapon and spells later on.
Vince: Better be worth it.
Alright. I want to hear your comments! I know this might have gotten off to a slow start, but give it a chance, and you won't regret staying . Starts writing next chapter