Title: The Simple things
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Author: The Lady Grey
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Genre: Romance/Humour
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Game: Final Fantasy X
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Summary: To achieve his plans, Seymour will use any means, but how can he get the enigmatic blonde blitzer of Yuna's party to bow to him? Various one-shots not all related to each other, but connected in a way as Seymour tries to catch Tidus.
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Disclairment: I do not own Final Fantasy X or any of its characters. Square Enix does. I do warn you, this will have yaoi and the rating will go up.
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Plan VI: One Colour
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Months, Months. Its been months. That's the only thing he know. Too many months since he had last seen the older man. Much to the boys misery, he had been thinking on the Maester more and more. Regardless of what he had been doing, he had been thinking of the man.
He picked up an interesting book, which he read through briefly at Rin's Shop, buying it and keeping it well hidden from the world. It was his gift to the man when he returned from taking care of whatever was going on in Guadosalam. The book was called 'Redrum 327' it was about a group of wealthy 'adults' retreating away to an old house, with a new friend they made of course, her past was dark and all of them were involved. The story itself was complicated to put into words, and somehow, the blonde knew Seymour would enjoy it.
Naturally, he and Rikku continuously annoyed Auron since they were still journeying and continuing the pilgrimage. Yuna always smiled at Tidus, her eyes twinkling whenever she caught him sighing of something of the sort. It was just confusing. Standing back idly and watching the group, he couldn't help but miss Seymour, at least the man didn't always make him feel like an incompetent fool who always messed up.
Looking around, Tidus found a small stall which held various types of silken cloths. The one which caught his attention was a silky dark blue one, that when caught in different lights, changes from purple, to blue, to light blue, to soft pink hues, and light blue, back to its dark blue form, and even black. Tidus couldn't help but touch the clothe, smiling and asking how much it caused. He winced at the price but paid for the piece anyways, it was large enough to wrap around him twice, which was good, because it was meant for that.
Walking back up to the group which had missed his presence, Tidus folded the cloth and hid it as well, waiting for when they would depart. After all, Yuna was the summoner, and it was her decision which the others would listen to. No one else mattered but here. This kind of aggravated him….
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Seymour ran a hand through his thick blue locks, sighing and tiredly continuing to write the message that had to be written in order to maintain peace between him and the Ronso, which poor Seymour resented at the moment, pulling him away from his magnificent blonde. He gave another sigh, grabbing an intricate clip and pulling his hair back, writing more.
'Measter Seymour, here is what you requested' said Tromell, walking into Seymour's personal quarters and dropping off a brilliant sword that seemed to be made from the very crystalline material of Macalania forest, and an equally beautiful ball, a blitz ball to be exact. Seymour smiled thankfully, looking a little haggard as he pushed up his tiny glasses.
'Tell me Tromell, what do you do when you find you cannot get a person off your mind?'
Tromell smiled his gnarled old wizened smile. The younger Guado halfling admired him greatly for that. The older one's patience could be so infinite, like his loyalty.
'Well, they must be very special for you to think so much of them' said his soft and grated voice.
'Yes, well, you'd have to be in order to be such a spectacular specimen' said Seymour.
As Tromell served him tea shakily, the older man seemed to be thinking, his movements slow from the deep thoughts. He was old, and had seen a lot, perhaps he could help Seymour with his predicament. After all, the man could only do so much on his own, before admitting that he was lost as to what to do in order to, 1. Get Tidus to like him, or 2. Forget the boy all together.
'I remember when your father asked me this. He too could not get your mothers face from his minds eye. Back then though, that was scandalous and forbidden, so I told him to just ignore her and be far from her. However, when he explained to me the situation, I could not help but pity him. The way to the persons heart is to simply be yourself'
That answer made Seymour sigh once more as he took sip of his tea. The jasmine tea calmed his nerves somewhat.
'Thank you Tromell. You may leave'
Bowing his head, the older man left Seymour alone. The bluenette stood up, stretching and walked over to the couch which the sword and ball had been deposited. Touching it, he hummed in appreciation, mulling over what Tromell had said.
'Be myself….'
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End
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A/N: Redrum 327 is actually a manwha by KO Ya Sung. Its a horror manwha. Very good. I do not own it.