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Jun. 27th, 2006 | 09:00 pm
posted by: auronlu in pyre_flies

Title: Cold Winds from Zanarkand
Setting: FFX, Gagazet
Theme + Number: Frost/Ice/Snow, #27
Pairing: Auron/Lulu
Rating: G
Warnings: nope
Summary: Chilly vignette on Gagazette's slopes.

The snow blew into the cave no matter how much they heaped up packs and blitzballs and odds and ends. Everyone wedged in together at the back, Rikku's knees poking Wakka's ribs (so he said loudly), Tidus a-grumble, Yuna too quiet and withdrawn behind one of those frozen smiles. It used to be Lulu holding her when Summoner training left her drained and mute, but the boy from the sea had elbowed his way into that spot. Lulu had stopped worrying about it after he learned the price: if he was going to live in Spira he must learn about loss, and if he died here it wouldn't matter. Instead she moved to keep watch at the entrance, sandwiched between Kimahri and Auron, red coat gathered closely around her shoulders, watching the snow swirl past.

"Lulu stay back," Kimahri rumbled at length. "Too cold. Kimahri and Auron guard."

"Soon." She stole a glance towards the swordsman, measuring the puffs of frosted breath before his face. How many did he have left? "Your mountain is beautiful, Kimahri."

Ten years in Besaid had trained her instincts to recognize the shift in the big Ronso's weight as the equivalent of a smile.

"Braska... also watched." Auron whispered, apparently noting her veiled scrutiny. "He found wonder in everything." There was a grey gleam from his glasses as the seasoned Guardian turned away from both of them.

Usually he only spoke of his past pilgrimage to and for Tidus and Yuna, to give them back a little of what they missed. But something had held him in Spira this long, despite his vehement denials of regret, of dwelling on the past.

I tried to change the world. But I changed nothing.

Lulu could feel the poignant presence of one diamond, Braska's daughter, resting behind her. She knew suddenly from the surety with which Auron had led them to this scant shelter that it was not the first time he had stood here with one or two comrades, gazing out at the snow. The set of his shoulders was weary. He had come full circle. This moment, for him, was frozen in time.

Mutely, Lulu slipped the oversized coat off one shoulder and gritted her teeth against the blast of icy wind. She drifted against him and reached up to drape the coat around him too.

"Kimahri's right. It's cold."

Auron grunted, drew an arm around her and bundled both of them together under his coat. There was a faint crunch beside them.

"Kimahri check on Yuna," the other Guardian muttered, retreating.

They shared a numb kiss and then stood side by side, watchful and beyond words. There was only snow. Darkness. The clear blue scent of mountain air. Twin puffs of frosted breath blending together and whirled away by the icy winds from Zanarkand.

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from: mneme_forgets
date: Jun. 28th, 2006 01:24 pm (UTC)

I really love this for the way it is a quiet moment in the pilgrimage and for the way it explores the mechanics of keeping a group of Guardians warm on a cold mountain at night.

I like the way that Lulu feels a little bit displaced by Tidus. I also like the idea that she is wearing Auron's coat. That seems like a quiet little reminder of a comfortable relationship.

I love the way that Lulu sees Auron's breath as something to count, as a measure of the time he has left on Spira. I love the way that Auron compares Lulu with Braska and the idea she has that time is frozen for Auron because he is repeating what he has done before.

This is very lovely and poignant from start to finish. I really enjoyed it.

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from: auronlu
date: Jun. 28th, 2006 03:11 pm (UTC)

Oh, thank you as always for the kind comments!

Dropping Auron's coat around somebody is a cheesy fanfic motif, but my GOSH the phrase "colder than a witch's tit in December" takes on new meaning when one ponders the Gagazet-inappropriate ensemble that Lulu's wearing. Then again, pretty much everyone in the party is dressed for tropical islands like Besaid.

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from: _acerbitas_
date: Jun. 29th, 2006 05:37 am (UTC)

That was beautiful! Wow, I totally adored that. I loved the setting, and how Lulu acted, because she was perfect. I didn't find the cloak cheesy...it was freaking whatever degrees out there? It seems like something Auron would do for her. Lovely work!

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from: _acerbitas_
date: Jun. 29th, 2006 05:40 am (UTC)

OMG I forgot to say...I just went though like 40 entries about Naruto and Naruto fanfiction, and I left the computer and came back to this page and started reading. For a moment I thought I was still reading Naruto and I was so confused. I was like is this movieverse OC, because if it is, I'm pretending I never saw it. XD

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