The First Lesson

Disclaimer: I don't own final fantasy

Airu paced back and forth in the dining room, Running a hand through her blonde locks with a exasperated look on her face as her spouse sat causally and watched her. "How could you do this!? We agreed that we'd wait until they were adults! So Mateus can make his own choices! And so can the girl! You cannot throw them together at such a young age! You can't!" She yelled, Expressing her frustration and stopped pacing to look eyes with her husband.

His expression darkened, To have her tell him what he could and could not do in his own land, Slowly he rose from his chair and slammed his hands on the table. "You do not tell me what I can do Airu! I am the Emperor! And I will decide what happens in my Empire and with my son! He will marry Celilia! Whether you or anybody else likes it or not! That is the end of this discussion!" He declared, Leaving no room for further argument and strode out of the room.

Airu watched him go and slumped back into her chair with a loud sigh, Leaning forward to rest her elbows on the table as she covered her face with her hands.

Mateus laid on his kingsized bed and sighed. His mother insisted he leave after he was doing introduced to that girl. But she didn't look happy. He rolled over onto his stomach with a bored look and reached back, Pulling his shoulder length blonde hair with the purple tips over his shoulder, Crawling over to the edge of the bed and grabbed a ribbon, Tying his hair up to keep it neat. "Why is mommy so upset?" He thought out loud.

The princes door was pushed open ever so slowly, To prevent it creaking and somebody slipped inside, Looking at the boy with his back turned to the door and crept closer, Before pouncing on him with a loud excited yell of attack. Landing on his back and grabbing his arms. Pinning him down. "I got you again!"

His lavender eyes opened wide in shock when he heard the sound and attempted to rill back over when he felt the larger body drop on his and grab his arms, Listening the delighted giggle in his ear. The voice unmistakable, He moved and tried to pull free. "Tasmine get off me! I don't want to play!" He yelled and felt her pull away.

She was disappointed by that, Why was he so upset? "What's wrong Mateus?' She asked, Shifting to sit next to him as he rolled over and sat up beside her with a shaken expression.

"Daddy brought me a new friend and mommy got upset over it... I don't like seeing mommy upset..." He replied, Playing with his dark purple robes that hung around his knees. It was the first time he had seen his mother ever yell at him over anything. "Why would mommy not want me to have a new friend?"

Tasmine looked confused, Also feeling a odd sense of anger at the words he spoke. New friend. He didn't need a new friend. He had her and she was the only friend he needed. She thought bitterly. "Maybe because this girl isn't your friend and your mother knows it... I'm your friend..." She said, Pulling his attention towards her. "You don't need anybody but me."

He found comfort in her words and hugged her. "You're right Tasmine, We don't need anybody else. It'll always be just you and me... We're fine that way.." He said cheerfully, His smile brightening when she returned the hug.

Celilia stood against the wall beside the open door with a hand resting on her chest with a few tears streaming down her face as she listened to the two on the other side. They didn't want her around, It seemed she was not welcome anywhere. But she decided to stay out of their from now on to as long as possible and stepped away as quietly as she had come.

Seven years came and past, With each day as uneventful as the next in between. The now 12 year old prince walked through the city outside the castle, Looking up at the sky shining above with a pleasant smile, Before he heard his voice called and looked ahead to the caller.

A girl with sunny blonde hair flowing past her hips and sky blue eyes shining in delight approached him, Her azure and white dress that looped around her neck trailed on the ground just beside her with each step she took forward. Until she stood directly in front of him.

He recognised her as his beloved lifetime friend. But the now 15 year old girl had changed much, Her almost chubby youthful body was now long and slender, He found himself paying more attention to her appearance and curves recently, Things that meant nothing to him in the past. Now he was drawn in by her good looks, And her quickly growing chest. He felt his face heat up slightly at these thoughts.

Tasmine chuckled, Also looking over his appearance, His hair had grown to his back, Still not as long as hers, But it was well kept, Though his were now harder to see from the thick pieces of hair hanging in front of his face and over his shoulders. His outfit, Well, He really liked purple now, She thought, Taking note of the violet robes that circled around his neck and dropped just past his knees, Held in place by a few silver buttons, And the darker purple cape over his shoulders dragging on the floor, His pants underneath were black, Tucked into knee high boots the same colour as the cape, Looking at the boots made her smirk. "Are you wearing heels Mateus? But you're still short." She chortled, Standing several inches taller then him.

He huffed slightly at her mocking of his height, He wasn't short by any means, But she was just taller... Only slightly. He thought. "I'm not short... You're just unnaturally tall.." He pouted, Crossing his arms but gave a smirk, Still eyeing her curvaceous form.

She looked pleased at how he was checking her out, Looking past him as her mother called for her. "I have to go... I'll see you later..." She said with a smile, Running her hand under his chin as she walked past.

His eyes followed her movements, Before his attention was also drawn away, Knowing he had a meeting with his father and the guards today, More about the ways to be a good Emperor and so on. He thought, Walking off to the meeting place.

Tasmine walked through the market with her mother peacefully, Before something caught her eye, A flash of blue, She turned her head, Glancing at the younger girl walking nearby and scowled, Walking away from her mother to follow the girl.

"Celilia..." She called, Following the girl away from the crowd when she stopped looked back at her, Tasmine approached, Stopping before her. "We're never really spoken before... It's nice to meet you in person at last.." She said, Attempting to develop a good relationship with the girl.

Mateus walked through the town with his father, A group of guards following behind, He wasn't sure at first where they were headed, Until he saw the platform ahead of them, A man on his knees with a wooden thrame placed over his neck, Holding him in place and another tall man stood by his side with a large axe in his hand. Citizens also gathered around to watch.

"Father what is going on?" He asked, Looking up at the man with questions, Though he wasn't answered, Thus looking back at the scene before him.

"This man is guilty of attempting to steal family heirlooms from our Royal treasury, But know that I accept no such acts in my empire! Anybody who thinks they can get away with such acts... Let this be a example to you!" He said, Raising his hand to single the other man, As he nodded, Raising the axe and with a single swoop, The man's head rolled.

Mateus gasped, Death seemed too harsh for simple theft. "Father... This was too much... He didn't need to die..." He said. Cringing slightly at the sight of the decapitated body in front of him.

"No Mateus, It needed to be done... We must show the world that we are not pushovers, That we're not weak, All who oppose us, Will face just punishment... You need to learn these things before you're Emperor, Mateus." He said, As usual his point made to be the final word.

Mateus glared at him. "When I'm Emperor... I'm going to do things my way Father! Not yours!" He yelled, Turning away, Glaring back at his father as his shoulder was gripped tight and harshly.