Together
It had been sixty years since Yunie's pilgrimage, since I had seen HIM fade away in a mass of Pyreflies. I guess you could say I had a good life, I met a man when I was 25, he had lost his first wife to Sin and after dating him for a little over a year I married him. The truth is we made better friends then lovers. Neither of us had really ever gotten over our first loves, so at least we had found a source for comfort. I was twenty six when we had our first child. She was a beautiful little girl. We named her Selene, she looked just like my mother. Over the next twelve years we had 6 more children. The last two we named after our first loves, I guess most of our friends thought it was strange, but in way it gave us hope. When I had little Auron, I was thirty eight and the doctors were worried that we wouldn't make it, but we did.
I taught little Auron how to use Masamune just like Auron had, and he grew up to be a great swordsman. After he was 18 I found a coat just like Auron had worn and gave to him, after hearing the story about Auron he wore it everyday. It kinda drove the young girls crazy, and more than once we'd wake up to girls trying to break our door down. He left home to fight for Kilika when he was twenty, and when he returned he wasn't the same.
My husband was killed by a horde of angry Chocobos when he was fifty six, I was one year younger at the time. I cried over him, I guess after spending thirty years with someone as your husband you do kind of fall in love with them. That's how it worked out for me anyway. I still loved Auron, and I could never have loved anyone else the way I did him, but over time I began to fall in love with the man I married. I guess it was kind of the same way for him. Now at least he was finally at peace with his first love.
I was sixty when I got the news that a war had broke out between Bevelle and Luca, three years later little Auron was killed. I moved to Besaid and stayed with Yunie and Tidus who were great grandparents. I stayed with them for fourteen years.
Sooner or later every life has to come to an end, like mine has now. This morning I woke up to a clawing feeling in my chest, I felt nauseas, and somehow I knew this was the end. Yunie sent one of her grandkids to get the village doctor. He came as fast as he could and examined me. His diagnosis was that I was having a heart attack. I always knew I had a big heart, but I wonder if maybe I loved too much during life and worked my heart to death.
As I lay there dying, Yunie was holding my hand and smiling. I had eventually told her about me and Auron. I think she understood that I had been looking forward to this, for most of my life. My last clear thought before I faded into unconsciousness was that I would finally see HIM again, that I would finally be with My Auron at last.
Sometime later I awoke lying on a grassy field. I opened my eyes and stared out in amazement at the sight before me. I was in the Farplane. It was nothing like I had imagined it, it was more beautiful that I could have imagined. It was paradise. I got up and noticed I felt different, I felt younger. I looked down and realized I was wearing the same green shorts that I wore during Yunie's pilgrimage.
I wondered around for a while before I saw what I had been waiting to see for sixty years. Auron, was standing leaning on a big rock, looking at me. I walked up to him and smiled. He looked like he did during Yunie's pilgrimage also. I smiled and took his hand.
"Finally I made it." I say as I kiss him.
"What took you so long?"
We pull apart and walk a ways before I look up at him. "Did it really take me that long?"
"Yes, every minute without you feels like an eternity."
"I could have come sooner if you hadn't of made me promise…
"You lived your life, for that I am glad." he says and kisses me. Now, I'm with him. Now I feel complete for once since I lost him. Now we can be together, in love, for eternity.
Hey, ya know I wasn't going to do anything else to this, but I woke up this morning thinking about this couple I know that live around here. They kind of inspired this third and final part. The woman lost her first husband in Viet Nam, around 7 years later she met a man whose first wife had died also. They became friends, then dated, then got married. You can spend the day with them now and listen at them talk, they do love each other now, but they will say they wasn't in love when they were married. I don't know, just thought I would add that in. Thanks for reading.