Hey guys, sorry this chapter took so long to upload. I'm having a bit of writer's block... cries. Well, anyways, here it is, and the next chapter should be here asap as well, since i have it mostly planned out. Also, I'd like to give a special thanks to the author Vivli. She made me a wallpaper of Yoli. I put the link up in my profile just incase any of you wanted to take a look. It currently decorates my pc as the background ) And now the disclaimer:
Yoli: Miiake doesn't own any of Square-Enix or the places they visit. She does own her original character.
Miiake: Ok, thanks Yoli. Now, to the long awaited story... Sorry again for the long wait, bad writer's block (
"Holy mother of fudge! How do you ride these things? Whoa!"
Isaac's shouts rang throughout the Rolanberry Fields. He was currently holding onto his chocobo's neck. Obviously, he was having trouble staying on.
"Maybe if you trrried holding his reigns, you would be able to rrride him!" Yoli shouted at him.
"What do ya think I'm trying to do!"
Yoli shook her head and came to ride alongside him. Then, she grabbed the collar of his doublette and pulled him up into a sitting position. "Better?" She asked sarcastically. He nodded and began to rub his cheek. Yoli noticed the red hand imprint on it. She smirked. "So, how did that happen?" She asked half out of curiosity and half out of boredom.
Isaac sighed and glanced at Yoli. Then he looked down and began to fiddle with his chocobo's reigns. "I told her I loved her…" He paused.
Yoli slowed her chocobo down and allowed Isaac to catch up to her. "Her? Wait, you mean Lynn? And she slapped you forrr that!" She asked, unable to believe that Lynn would do that.
"… cooking." Isaac mumbled.
"Hmmm? What? I couldn't catch that."
Isaac looked down embarrassed. "I told her I loved her… cooking."
Yoli laughed. It had been a while since she laughed about anything. "Amazing, I barely know him and he still manages to make me laugh," she thought to herself.
"Oh no! No, I'm so not going over that! Bad chocobo! Stop! STOOOP!" Isaac's yells brought Yoli away from her musings.
She looked over to where Isaac was. His chocobo was headed to jump over a fairly steep ridge. Unfortunately for Isaac, that was exactly where they were supposed to head, so he would have to deal with it. "Yoli, do something!"
In response, she sped her chocobo and jumped to the other side. "Come on Isaac, we have to go!"
He nodded and closed his eyes as his chocobo jumped over. Yoli only smirked at his incompetence and continued on.
It was around afternoon time when Yoli decided to stop and make camp. Isaac agreed and before long they had everything set up and a small campfire was burning. It was then that Isaac brought up an area of concern. "Sooo, Yoli… Do you have any idea what we're doing? I mean, we left Jeuno, but where are we going?"
Yoli was surprised Isaac actually thought about it this much. She had given it some thought and decided that the Republic Of Bastok would be the best place to start. It was the only place she knew how to get to anyways. When she had left Windurst with Sunder, they had been teleported to the Crag Of Dem. From there, they had traveled to Bastok, where Yoli had been told to wait at an inn. From Bastok, the caravan had went by foot to Jeuno. That was the only reason Yoli knew how to get there. She also planned to go straight to San d'Oria from Selbina, if the sword was not found in Bastok. "We're heading to Bastok first Then, if it's not therrre, we're off to San d'Oria."
Isaac cocked his head. "Why Bastok?"
"Because, Bastok is filthy and dirty! The incarrrnation of evil is most likely to end up there… But if not, San d'Oria is our second choice. They had a dragon problem and so the sword could be there. If not, we'll report back to Jeuno; by then Zeid would have heard something about its whereabouts. At that point, we'll head to Windurst-"
"What if its not there either?" Isaac interrupted. Yoli looked at him, feeling slightly irritated.
"Then, that means yourrr previous act of stupidity doomed us all."
Isaac frowned and looked down. "It's gonna be a looong trip I guess…" Then he looked back at Yoli and smiled. "So, what was the place you grew up in like?"
This caught Yoli by surprise. "Huh? Why should you carrre? What's it matter anyway?"
"I was only curious. 'Cause remember, I never left Jeuno. So I kinda wanna know what everywhere else is like. Ya know what I mean?"
"Not a clue," She thought to herself. "Well, I grew up mostly in Jeuno. But I'm originally from Windurst. I can't remember much about it, but some things are still crystal clear."
"Like what?" Isaac asked, eager to learn more about the outside world. He couldn't even notice that his questions left Yoli uncomfortable.
She sighed and began answering. "Well, the skies were always a beautiful shade of blue, and at night, therrre would sometimes be fireflies that the kids would always chase after." She smiled and closed her eyes at the memories. She soon warmed up to the task of explaining her past home to him. She didn't even realize that Isaac was intently watching her the whole time. "It was always warm and sunny, and the water that surrounded us was a pretty cerulean colorrr. There would be lots of fishing boats and merchants. The streets were lined with shops and trrraders. There was always something going on and I don't think I ever remember being borrred. Mom owned a small herb shop and sometimes I would help her out in my frrree time. Also, I remember seeing the Star Sybil at different festivals. Even us mithra respected that tarutaru. She had amazing powers!" Her eyes lit up with excitement, reliving an early festival that she had attended with her mother. She had met the Star Sybil in person. Her family was in the place of honor that night, due to the birth and naming of her baby sister. But at the thought of her family, Yoli's smile instantly fell. "I bet now my sister is helping my mom with the shop. She's gotta be eleven years old now. I wonder what she looks like now…" Yoli stated, not even realizing she had said the thought out loud.
"Well, why don't you go see her when we reach Windurst?" Isaac asked, hoping to cheer Yoli up. "Why does she look so sad? I don't even know her, I shouldn't feel bad for her … But I do. And I wanna see her smile again." Those thoughts left Isaac feeling slightly confused. He couldn't understand why he cared so much.
Yoli paused a moment before answering him. "It doesn't matter… Look, it's getting late and I'm tirrred. Get some sleep. We leave early tomorrow morrrning."
"Damn it! When you said early, I didn't think you meant this early!" Isaac whined, still groggy from sleeping.
"I warrrned you!" Yoli replied. There were traces of anger in her voice. Isaac stopped what he was doing and stared at her. "What arrre you looking at!" She snapped.
"There it is again… She's acting all different. I didn't do anything, but she's already pissed off. Hmmm… something's definitely up." And Isaac decided he was going to figure out what it was.
After an hour of riding, the duo stood at the beginning of the Pashow Marshlands. Isaac rode right into it. Yoli took a deep breath and followed... "I can't keep fighting these feelings…" She thought silently, as she fought to keep the darkness she harbored within her at bay.