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Black Emeralds	By : havesupra Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy II - V Views: 1106 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kain could not fathom how this had happened – well, actually, yes. Yes, he could. It was that he was too stupid to have gone for anything in his life that mattered to him. The Dragoon business had been a thing to hide behind as a child, to conquer his inability to cope with what he was really feeling. He didn't know at what point things had gotten so far out of reach, but then Rosa was adoring Cecil and the other way around -
He made a noise of disgust and threw his lance at the ground with a tired, frustrated gesture. Who was he kidding? Leaving to receive retribution wouldn't change things; it certainly wouldn't make Rosa magically fall in love with him. He needed to accept the facts and move on; the faster he did that, the better he'd feel. He kicked at a rock and felt nothing but bitter anger for a while longer, then set up camp before the sun finished sinking below the horizon. He felt entitled to act petulant since there was now nobody to see him, criticize him or control him. How fortunate for him.
The fireworks caused him mild annoyance as he lay in his tent, teeth gritted together. Wedding celebrations for the happy couple. He rolled over to his side, then buried his face down into the meager pillow from his pack, making a loud and frustrated noise into it. He wasn't convinced this stupid mountain journey to redemption would really do much of anything except absolve him in the eyes of everyone else. That was fine – he could deal with that. He was slowly making peace with himself over the horrible things he'd done, but it still didn't change that he felt literally rage every time he even spied a hint of love from one person to the next. It didn't even have to be Cecil and Rosa. It was the two squirrels who flirted with eachother on the tree branches. It was the little boy who shyly handed the girl a flower at the market. It was the two teenagers, canoodling by the fountain on his way out of town.
Love was idiotic. It had caused him to wander so far off of his own chosen path that now he didn't even have his footing anymore and he was going to climb a stupid mountain to “re-invent” himself because he couldn't seem to pick up where he'd left off before – because he didn't know where left off was. Was it age twenty-four? Or sixteen? Or six? When had he stopped thinking for himself and started managing his life on the off-chance that the blonde woman who'd just married his best friend would suddenly realize he was the one for her?
He didn't sleep well.
The week dragged on, and he drew closer and closer to Ordeals. His thoughts became more skewered and dark; at one point he contemplated going back and telling everyone just what he thought of them – but no, he'd made progress thus far, undoing it would have been idiotic. It would have shown he had no strength of character. He'd been to the Moon, for Goddess' sake, so clearly he had some strength somewhere. He just needed to have patience. And faith.

As it turned out, he was not the only person who could only stomach so much of the celebrating of love; for entirely different reasons, though. Rydia was just at the apex of her teenage youth; but as a Caller she had never given much thought to the idea of fluffy never-ending hearts-and-bunnies love. And it seemed that Cecil never had not considered it – sure, he'd been a Dark Knight, but you'd never have known by looking at how he interacted with Rosa.
She wanted to vomit almost constantly. She found herself aching for Kain's stoic wisdom and back-handed compliments that only she caught on to; his laugh that still edged on sinister thoughts but was strangely light and free. He hadn't been at the wedding, that much she knew without having to even look or ask around. The woman he'd basically ruined his life over had married his best friend, why would he have been there? And yet, people acted as though it was odd. Rydia briefly considered leaving herself, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. That, and of course, Rosa had her stuffed into a ridiculously elaborate dress that had satin bows and laces and – she would have had to have cut the damned thing off of herself, and she wasn't about to ruin it. She thought about it though, and at great length; especially when she realized that she bore an uncanny resemblance to a doll that one of the castle children carried around with her during the reception.
She'd busied herself making fireworks so that they'd leave her alone; stop asking her to dance, stop asking her how she'd been, stop asking her anything at all. She wondered how high she could get them, or how far they could be seen from. The crowd ooohed and aaahed at her work, which she did with lazy gestures from her fingertips (not that they knew that, of course). Perched atop the ledge of one of the shorter spires, she orchestrated glittering dragons, flowerbursts, and even the crude likeness of the happy couple. She received a thousand thanks, and then retired to her room.
The next morning, she left before anyone had arisen. The mood was set to a level of happiness that she felt was too saccharine and choking; she had to get out of there before she summoned a hole in the earth to swallow them all. She knew that she was wrong to feel that way, but she was bitter on the inside about the fact that Kain wasn't there to keep her company, and there had been nothing anyone could do to placate her otherwise.
She hadn't intended on following him, either, but when she reached the fork in the road that lead the traveler to two very vastly different destinations, she felt it wouldn't hurt if she at least went the same route for a little while. After all, he'd have cleared out any trouble if there had been some lurking, and she'd have more time to walk peacefully with little interruption. She held her palm up and summoned a tiny, incredibly bright ball of light.
“Which way did he go?” she whispered. “Show me.”
And she followed dutifully for quite some time before she herself needed to rest.
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