Reflections in the Heart
By BloodyChaosDragonKnight
Disclaimer: I don't own FF9, I own my muses and my sword, that's it peoples.
A/N:. (Scratches head) welllll...I got bored in class again and rather than work on Diamond Heart I wrote this. Oddly enough Zidane's focuses slightly on Kuja, I just might have to write a fic on this storyline...
Warnings: Same as the first chapter.
Shattered Reflections (Zidane)
I remember nothing about my home save for it's harsh blue light and flashes of silver hair and grey eyes, my brother. He took me away from our home and placed me on some kind stranger's doorstep. I had often wondered if it he had done it because he wanted to keep me safe or because he hated me.
I had occasionally caught glimpses of him walking around Treno on some errand or another, tall, cold and uncaring, like some Lord straight out of those fantasy novels Ruby used to read. He had never shown any emotion when he passed me by, not so much as as eyelash twitching. This of course did nothing to support my childish beliefs.
And yet, he always showed up at my performances. Always, no matter how small the town, no matter what the location. If I ever felt scared or frightened while acting I would always feel his eyes upon me and it all would just wash away, nothing mattered but him and me.
I swore I would always do my best, whether it was as a thief or an actor that very first performance I saw him sitting in the crowd. I had peeked out from around the curtain and had nearly had a heart attack when I saw my estranged brother sitting in the front row, looking slightly agitated.
I know that somewhere deep down he had to love me in some small way, shape or form. For now I am content to let him watch as I and my other brothers perform before the world. I want to make him proud.
Maybe then someday he'll want to be my brother again.
TBC
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