Authors Note: Ah, at last. Another chapter! All the fans will scream with glee. Only they won't. Cause I suck. Anyway. I really have no hope for this chapter. But secretly I do. I hope it turns out okay. But it won't. It'll suck. Which is fine. Anyway. See you at the end of the chapter. This one's Rikku's POV, unfortunately. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: No ownership of characters used. OCs suck.

Collide
by xDante

Chapter Four: And I'm Tangled Up in You

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In that moment, I was sure.

I stumbled slightly as I crossed the cabin. "Wh-what's wrong?" I asked, anticipating the worst. I heard the others rustling above, and threw a cautious glance sideways to be sure none of them were fully awake yet. Nobody stood at the balcony, so I moved forward. "Did I do something?" My voice was hushed slightly as I spoke. I didn't want a scene. This was obviously a personal matter.

There was silence for a moment, while she stared at me. I had the strange feeling she was forcing herself. Her crimson eyes were glazed slightly and she had a vaguely pained expression on her face. Hmm. Subtle, right?

Finally she spoke. "No," she said. Her voice had a certain finality to it. But being me, I wasn't going to let this go.

"No, really. I know you. I know you're angry. Or… or something," she had turned away from me as I spoke, which I found undeniably irritating. How frustrating!

I swallowed a growl. This was stupid, and she was getting on my nerves. But it wasn't just her that was crumbling my crackers. It was the fact that it took me until the lift door had opened to realize she loved me that really ticked me off. As I thought about it, I remembered there had been so many signs. I felt like such a ditz. I guess I had never really considered it a possibility, but when I saw her with her guard down, I could really see her, and I knew. The surprising thing was… I felt… but no. I told myself I couldn't, and that it was ridiculous.

"No, Rikku… I'm not angry. Or… or anything," she mimicked my hesitation as she turned back to me, eyes like barriers of stone against her soul. That was the expression I was used to.

I blinked slowly, taken aback and indecisive on how to react. "Oh. Um. Okay." I could have kicked myself. What in Spira was I saying? Apparently, I was just going to drop it. After all that work, I seemed to have unwillingly let it slide. Fantastic.

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Authors Note: Okay, I'll give it props that it was slightly better then I expected. I'll get the next one up sooner, promise. I know it's not all that great stuff I promised. I'm very sorry. But it's not bad, either. And I'm uber sorry to have excluded the kiss. Next time. I do kisses better from Paine-y's point of view. Love you, my spectacular fans! Love, Dante, June 9, 2006