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I can't regret time spent with you	By : blackdiamondprincess Category: Final Fantasy X > Het - Male/Female Views: 1022 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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THREE : Secret wishes
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Tidus re-entered the living room and
leant against the doorframe to look at the couple sitting on the couch, cosily
lying in each others embrace. Deep inside himself, he believed that she still
hadn't forgotten about the time that they had spent together. Although he had
found a new love and a chance to start over, it was obvious that he definitely
couldn't forget her. He tried to be happy for her, to think that it was better
this way, but... why... why of all people did she choose for him?
Little hands embraced him and he felt a
soft kiss in his neck.
"Could you go and ask them what
they wish to drink?" Rikku sweetly whispered against his shoulder.
"I'm setting the table." She patted him on his bump and went to the
dinner room.
"Sure." He simply answered and
pushed himself from the doorframe. He slowly walked towards the couch and saw Seymour turning his head
towards him. The two men just looked at each other for a split second and then Seymour shifted his gaze on
Yuna, who was lying relaxingly against him.
"Is dinner ready?" Yuna sat up
and stroked a strand of hair out of her face. She was still in Seymour's arms.
"No, not yet, but Rikku is setting
the table. She wanted me to ask you what you'd like to drink in the meantime
until dinner is ready." Tidus said, well aware that Seymour was looking intensely
at him, patiently waiting for him to even dare make any moves on Yuna again.
"Alright," cold grey eyes
looked at sapphire blue ones, "I'll take a glass of white wine, if you
have it." They then looked away and settled themselves on Yuna. "What
do you take?" He whispered.
"Just a diet coke, please." She uneasily said,
letting go of Seymour and sitting up
fully. She wanted to go help Rikku, but she feared to leave these two men
alone. The last time that had happened, the whole city had known of it. So she
just shook the idea out of her head.
"Ok, I'll be right back."
Tidus went back into the kitchen and took the glasses, silently cursing Seymour for making him feel
so uneasy and unwanted...once again. The blitz player sighed and shook his
head. What was he doing? Why was he so shaken up by this? He had a cute
girlfriend who cared for him and who was ready to do anything for him just so
that he was happy. What else did he need?
"Yuna..." he whispered and
almost dropped the glasses in the sink under the cupboard.
His hands were shaking as he put the
glasses next to the sink. He leant with his head against the cupboard and took
a deep breath.
"Are you alright? Do you need some
help?"
Tidus jumped and turned to look at the
proprietor of that voice. It was Yuna, standing in the opening.
"Yeah, I...eh... I almost dropped
the glasses, but I'm fine now..." Tidus hastily said, taking the glasses
and opening the fridge to take the coke and the wine. "I'll be right out
with the drinks." He quickly opened the bottle of wine and smiled at her
as she turned around to leave.
He sighed and closed his eyes. Why is
this happening now?
Yuna sat back down beside Seymour and took his arm
and put it around her shoulders. She felt like crying because she had thought
that it would be easy for her to talk to Tidus now without having that aching
longing for him all the time but... she had just found out that... that it
still wasn't possible. She sighed and snuggled closer into the embrace. Why is
this happening now?
Seymour frowned, but didn't
ask. He would have to deal with that later.
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Yuna was running. Running
fast. Her heart was pounding in her chest, not only from the fast
running, but also because she was terrified that he might find her. She
couldn't take it anymore. She had to get away.
But where to go?
Her feet had instinctively taken her to Bevelle University. Surprised by this,
she decided to go to the library. Bevelle University was known for its
grant library and the huge amount of information that was stocked there.
Opening the doors as quietly as she could, trying to slow her heartbeat down,
she stepped into the huge study room. She felt save here. She knew that he
didn't bother to even read books, so it wouldn't come up in his mind to come
and search for her here. On top of that it was Saturday and for him a reason
more to not set a foot inside the University.
She dried her cheeks with the sleeves of
her jacket and sniffled. Taking a deep breath, she continued to walk towards
the row of books. It was awfully quiet and the place was almost abandoned. She
saw three students whispering to each other at one table and a couple of tables
further one student who was studying with a book.
Walking down the first row of books, she
did as if she looked interested in a book for a few times but quickly got
bored. She just picked one and started to leaf through it. Putting it back she
saw a familiar face through the spaces between the books in the other row. As a
pair of stone- grey eyes looked at her, she recognised him.
He smiled at her and waved. She waved
back and smiled demurely. As he made movement to approach her, she stiffened.
"Hi, Yuna." He softly said.
"My name is Seymour. We have most
classes together...?"
"I know..." Yuna whispered in
awe. He was so tall and looked so strong, how come she hadn't noticed this
before? "You're P-president Jyscal's son, aren't you?" She knew that
she sounded like an idiot, asking that stupid question, but he just laughed.
"Yes, I am, unfortunately." He
gave her a broad smile that lit up her darkened heart.
Yuna sniffled again and stroked a few
strands of hair out of her face. She suddenly realised how unpresentable
she looked. Her grey jogging pants, a worn out yellow top, her filthy running
shoes and a black jacket that was to big for her because, and she just realised
this, was 'his'. And... Worst of all, her hair was a
complete mess and surely she had sacks under her eyes.
She ran a hand over her forehead and
pulled her hair back again. "I... eh..." she sniffled and desperately
looked for a tissue in the jacket, but didn't find any. Looking up she saw him
holding out a linen handkerchief with his initials embroidered into it in a
dark blue colour. She just looked at it and then stared at him.
"Take it, please." He gently
whispered. "It's ok."
She slowly took it and felt her face go
red. She relieved her nose. "I'm sorry for that... I'll, I'll wash it for
you..." she hesitantly whispered, feeling the urge to brake down in tears
again.
"No, please." He stepped up to
her, "Don't bother. It is alright." He looked at her and smiled, but
soon stopped as he saw her eyes fill with tears. Yuna looked away and tried to
hold back with all of her willpower.
"Do you want... to talk about
it?" he hesitantly asked, slowly putting a hand on her shoulder.
Why was he so nice to her? She didn't
even know him. Why...why was he doing this? She suddenly felt it all come up
again and she slowly began to sob. As the tears rolled on her cheeks and her
shoulders began to shake, she just wished that she would die right here, right
now. It couldn't get worse than this.
"Yuna..." Seymour's hand on her
shoulder pulled her to him and he slowly embraced her stroking her hair as he
tried to calm her shaking. "Sometimes it helps to let it all out." He
tenderly whispered, "Shhh... It'll be
alright."
Her sobbing slowly faded and she felt
relieved. "I'm just such an idiot... I..." She whimpered,
surprisingly feeling that she could trust him and feeling secure in his
powerful arms.
"It's alright." He whispered
again, looking at her. "Do you want to get a cup coffee?" he asked,
tenderly wiping the tears from her cheeks with the back of his hand.
She gave him a broad smile and nodded
slowly. "Thank you... Seymour..." she
whispered.
Seymour felt his heart
ache. She was even beautiful from nearby, but he couldn't stand seeing her sad
like this. What was the cause of her sadness? He wanted to know, he wanted to
eliminate that source of sorrow that made her cry. He would track it down and
finish it. He silently made himself the promise that he would take of Yuna, not
only because he loved her, but because she couldn't have got deserved this much
pain.
"Anytime." He whispered back and
smiled.
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"Here you go." Tidus placed
the glasses of wine and coke in front of Seymour and Yuna on the low table.
Yuna pushed herself from the couch and
took both glasses, offering Seymour his. "Thank
you, Tidus." She smiled. Seymour said nothing but
just looked at him with a wry smile and put his arm around Yuna again; making
sure that the blonde was getting the idea.
Tidus put his jaws together and looked
at Yuna, who closed her eyes while Seymour pulled her to him.
The blitz player was doing his best to control himself, to show her that he had
some dignity left. But he decided that he wasn't going to let Seymour make a fool of him
again. He had taken it once, but that wouldn't happen again. He wouldn't let
him humiliate him once more. Tidus went to the other seat and plopped himself
down on it, while taking the remote of the TV.
"Oh, right!" Yuna sat up and
let go of her date, putting her drink on the table. "Wakka is playing
tonight!"
Tidus nodded and looked at her, feeling
his heart jump. "I know, the game is about to begin. Want to watch with
me?"
Yuna nodded and felt her heart smile.
This was so like back then... when things were good between them. Every time
there was a game on, he would call for her and ask if she wanted to look with
him. He would make popcorn and they would watch together and cheer for the
winning team and then end up... She smiled at those happy memories. When she
turned her face towards Seymour, her sudden joy
abruptly disappeared. He had a reprimanding, yet sad expression on his face.
She turned to look at Tidus again and she saw him scratch the back of his head
and searching for the game on the TV.
Seymour knew now for sure.
She loved Tidus. She had never stopped loving him. He didn't understand. Why
did this have to happen now?
Yuna looked back at Seymour and knew that she
had made a mistake. She knew that he loved her deeply, and she loved him too...
but not in the way he wished she would.
No, they weren't an item. She
appreciated all the things he did for her, and she just wished that she could
return his love but...
She stood up. "Could you excuse us
for a moment?" she asked towards Tidus and took Seymour's hand. He stood up
next to her and tried to keep his face as blank as possible. Tidus nodded and
turned to look back at the game. "Come with me, please." She
whispered and led him to the hall, closing the living room door. As soon as she
turned around she stepped up to him and threw her arms around his neck hugging
him tightly.
"I'm so sorry, Seymour. Please forgive me,
I..." she whispered against his ear. He didn't return the hug.
"No." He softly pushed her
from him and shook his head sadly.
Yuna felt her heart ache.
"I..."
"Stop." He shook his head
again. "Just stop alright?" He whispered; voice filled with pain. He
turned around and took his coat that was hanging on the wall. He put it on and
turned to look at her again. "Just tell me one thing."
Yuna had tears in her eyes when she
looked up. "W-what?" she whispered.
"Do you enjoy suffering, or what?
Have you forgotten about all the things he did to you?"
Yuna just blinked and wanted to open her
mouth to answer but couldn't find anything to say.
"Cause if you do enjoy it, then you
can go back to him." He said walking towards the exit door. Putting one
hand on the doorknob, he turned around. "But don't count on me to be there
for you when he hurts you again." He opened the door and walked into the
rainy night.
Yuna let herself fall on her knees and
took her face in her hands to sob. What had she done?
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"Please come in, Yuna."
Yuna stepped into Seymour's apartment and
could only gasp in awe. It had been nearly two months since she had left Tidus
and she stayed now with her step-sister Lulu, who lived not so far from the
university.
"Do you live here all by
yourself?" She asked him, looking around. Seymour chuckled and spread
his arms to indicate that he indeed lived in this spacey, luxurious place.
The apartment was situated in the
trendiest neighbourhood of Bevelle City and had a view upon
the sea through the large windows. The place was filled with all sorts of
artistic sculptures and had a few paintings on the walls. At the other side of
the room was a fireplace where a fire was burning. Above it hung a grand plasma
television and on each side of it stood a showcase with countless prices and
rewards he had won and received. She walked over one of them while he closed
the door and read one certificate from behind the glass.
'Certification of extraordinary
intelligence and achievements at Bevelle high: Guado,
Seymour. Signed, Bevelle high principal: Gwin
Meachen.'
"Wow..." Yuna gasped.
"I'm not even sure if I really
deserved that one." He said, standing next to her.
She raised an eyebrow and turned to look
at him, "You mean...?"
Seymour nodded, "It
was probably my father who made sure I received that reward. He has a way to...
convince people at times." He said looking tenderly at her. "But I
kept it anyway, don't know why though."
Yuna looked back at the showcase so that
he wouldn't see her blush. She had gotten attached to Seymour in the passed two
weeks. He had helped her through so much. Thanks to him she had been able to
let go of Tidus and look at the future. She still thought of him now and then,
but when she really got depressed, she just had to think of Seymour and everything got
much brighter. He was a true friend.
She turned around to continue her tour
of his apartment. The three couches standing around the fireplace were of a
pastel white and the carpet had de similar colour. On the white walls hung a
few works of art.
"You like art?" she asked him,
looking at one in particular.
"Yes I do. Do you?" Seymour
asked, walking towards the kitchen, which was build into the living room in one
corner.
She smiled at him.
"A little."
"Do you know who painted that
one?" He asked again, rumbling in the fridge and taking out two sodas.
Yuna nodded again. "Yes, I do. It's
an Al Bhed."
"Oh, impressive." He walked towards
her and held out a glass of soda. She accepted it and took a sip.
"Don't praise me too much. That's
like the only thing I know about art." She giggled. "You see, I
happen to know this because my uncle is the artist who painted that."
"Truly? You're Cid's niece?" he asked, slowly raising an eyebrow.
"That makes you..."
Yuna nodded, "Yes, half Al
Bhed."
"Half Al Bhed..." Seymour repeated softly,
while looking at her and smiling. Yuna felt herself become uneasy again. It was
as if those piercing grey eyes could look into her soul.
"I can see that I'm making you feel
uncomfortable." He whispered, not shifting his gaze from her.
"Oh n-no... i-it's
just that..." she stuttered.
"It's what?" he whispered in a
low voice, stepping closer to her. Yuna gulped. He was inches away from her and
took her glass out of her hands and put it with his on a low table standing
next to the painting. He took her by her shoulders and looked down at her with
a tender expression on his face. She just looked up at him, she couldn't move a
muscle. Slowly, he lowered his lips on hers.
Yuna tensed up for a moment and wanted
to wrench herself away, but as he started to caress one of her temples with one
hand, she melted in his embrace and felt her knees go weak.
He withdrew himself and opened his eyes
to look at her. He softly smiled as he saw that her eyes were still closed and
her swollen lips slightly parted. Taking that as an invitation he lowered
himself on her lips again and kissed her deeply this time, sliding his tongue
hesitantly inside of her mouth. He was surprised to immediately feel her return
the kiss and slide her tongue over his. The hand that was resting on her
shoulder slowly slid to her waist and he tenderly pulled her to him to increase
the contact between them.
"Seymour..." Yuna
whispered; breaking the kiss to look at him, "Please..." she caressed
his cheek with one trembling hand. She wanted him... right here... right now...
she couldn't deny it any longer. But there was one thing...
"P-please go... gentle on
me...?" she hesitantly asked.
He chuckled and slowly lifted her off
her feet, carrying her to the bedroom.
"Let's continue the tour, shall
we?" he throatily whispered while nuzzling her throat. Yuna sighed and
smiled.
She knew she could count on him. He
would always be there.
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To be continued�

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