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Alright. This is an AU fic which takes place post FFX-2. It's a romantic tragedy, and I will also write in first person of an OC named Kanynt. If you've read Accidentally In Love or its sequel, Holding Out For A Hero, Abandoned Heart, or any fic which reminds you of the name Kanynt, then umm... Yeah. If you haven't read the fics I have mentioned, please continue reading this, it wouldn't be hard to get into. Let's begin.
But first some precautions.
Things became uncomfortable when he put his arm around my shoulder. Now he was trying to act like some "father" that I've known and loved for all of my life, but in fact, I've almost always hated him. I couldn't love him, or my mother for that matter, who rested her hand on my other shoulder. Who did she think she was? The tramp always cut into things that she would never mean to be a part of. I could've pushed her away then and there, but she left. I stared into the pink sunset but I couldn't find any relief in that. It's beauty couldn't match with hers...
I never thought I would have a chance to watch my mother perform a sending. I hated it, but I couldn't bring myself to react. Everyone was enchanted, just watching her dance. I couldn't stand it. It was disgusting. Her grave just floating in the water. I couldn't stop looking at her before her casket was locked forever. She was so beautiful but now... Where would her body go? Her soul burst into pyreflies and floated into the air. I clenched my fist in anger. She's leaving me forever and I can't do a thing about it.
The crowd broke up as mother had stepped back on to the beach. I watched as Auntie Rikku hugged mother. "I think you should thank her, Kanynt," he whispered. I'd never listen to him, an idiot of a father he is. He took his arm off of my shoulder and expected me to go and hug her, almost like I loved her. That bitch. I'd begin to love anything before I could love her. It's her fault I'm in this situation. It's her fault I'm experiencing situations, but I could blame that on "father" as well.
"Let's go Kanynt," she told me as she handed her staff to Gerard. Her summoner outfit looked like it hadn't been worn in years. I shook my head to get the hair off my face and turned around to see Auntie Rikku in my father's arms. I left mother standing alone as I walked closer to the water. Bending over, I wrapped my pants up so they wouldn't get wet. I wanted to see her grave one more time. The cold ocean waters were what brought her to me in the first place, but it looks like it would also take her away from me. But why? I did nothing to deserve this torture. All my life I was tortured, miserable, and cold and when something good comes along, it's ripped away from me like the leaves on a dying tree. A gentle breeze could seperate the two.
I whispered her name, just to hear it again. Her name rolled off my tongue as sweetly as her lips. I closed my eyes. I wanted to see her again. I needed to see her again. I needed... I needed something... I needed to feel... Real... Alive... Happy... A feeling stripped away from me just as easily as the ocean took her. I felt small gusts of wind near my ear, but I wasn't disturbed by the guest. The butterfly was one of her favorite things, so all I could do was smile...
A tug at my shoulder interrupted my peace and sent the angel on my shoulders flying off. Amy. She couldn't be any more annoying. She bugged me the most out of the three. I turned to see her staring at her feet. Her dress was gettting wet from the waves crashing upon her legs. Her hair looked orange in the sunset, but I could care less now. "Kanynt, my mom wants to invite you over for dinner tonight. Can you come over?" she asked. I hated it. She was always so quiet. Once in a while, it'd be nice if she could talk louder.
"Whatever," I said. I heard her footsteps grow fainter and fainter as she walked away. I could blame this situation on her too. It was partly her fault I met her and it was partly her fault I'm here now. It wasn't too far back... But still, it felt like forever...
-End Chapter-
But first some precautions.
This fic features:
Strong language
Violence
And kissy scenes.
Chapter One
~The End Of Things~
Strong language
Violence
And kissy scenes.
Chapter One
~The End Of Things~
Things became uncomfortable when he put his arm around my shoulder. Now he was trying to act like some "father" that I've known and loved for all of my life, but in fact, I've almost always hated him. I couldn't love him, or my mother for that matter, who rested her hand on my other shoulder. Who did she think she was? The tramp always cut into things that she would never mean to be a part of. I could've pushed her away then and there, but she left. I stared into the pink sunset but I couldn't find any relief in that. It's beauty couldn't match with hers...
I never thought I would have a chance to watch my mother perform a sending. I hated it, but I couldn't bring myself to react. Everyone was enchanted, just watching her dance. I couldn't stand it. It was disgusting. Her grave just floating in the water. I couldn't stop looking at her before her casket was locked forever. She was so beautiful but now... Where would her body go? Her soul burst into pyreflies and floated into the air. I clenched my fist in anger. She's leaving me forever and I can't do a thing about it.
The crowd broke up as mother had stepped back on to the beach. I watched as Auntie Rikku hugged mother. "I think you should thank her, Kanynt," he whispered. I'd never listen to him, an idiot of a father he is. He took his arm off of my shoulder and expected me to go and hug her, almost like I loved her. That bitch. I'd begin to love anything before I could love her. It's her fault I'm in this situation. It's her fault I'm experiencing situations, but I could blame that on "father" as well.
"Let's go Kanynt," she told me as she handed her staff to Gerard. Her summoner outfit looked like it hadn't been worn in years. I shook my head to get the hair off my face and turned around to see Auntie Rikku in my father's arms. I left mother standing alone as I walked closer to the water. Bending over, I wrapped my pants up so they wouldn't get wet. I wanted to see her grave one more time. The cold ocean waters were what brought her to me in the first place, but it looks like it would also take her away from me. But why? I did nothing to deserve this torture. All my life I was tortured, miserable, and cold and when something good comes along, it's ripped away from me like the leaves on a dying tree. A gentle breeze could seperate the two.
I whispered her name, just to hear it again. Her name rolled off my tongue as sweetly as her lips. I closed my eyes. I wanted to see her again. I needed to see her again. I needed... I needed something... I needed to feel... Real... Alive... Happy... A feeling stripped away from me just as easily as the ocean took her. I felt small gusts of wind near my ear, but I wasn't disturbed by the guest. The butterfly was one of her favorite things, so all I could do was smile...
A tug at my shoulder interrupted my peace and sent the angel on my shoulders flying off. Amy. She couldn't be any more annoying. She bugged me the most out of the three. I turned to see her staring at her feet. Her dress was gettting wet from the waves crashing upon her legs. Her hair looked orange in the sunset, but I could care less now. "Kanynt, my mom wants to invite you over for dinner tonight. Can you come over?" she asked. I hated it. She was always so quiet. Once in a while, it'd be nice if she could talk louder.
"Whatever," I said. I heard her footsteps grow fainter and fainter as she walked away. I could blame this situation on her too. It was partly her fault I met her and it was partly her fault I'm here now. It wasn't too far back... But still, it felt like forever...
-End Chapter-