Setting: FFX, after leaving Bevelle
Theme + Number: Wrench #36
Summary: 100-word snapshot of the first pebble that started the avalanche in my demented little fantasy about these two characters.
Lulu had lost a Summoner, slaughtered a Maester, ridden on the wings of the Al Bhed, betrayed Yevon. Only for Ginnem did she feel remorse, and Lulu was wise enough to know that in the world Sin ruled, sorrow was law, happiness a victory won by defiance.
So much to regret, so much to dare.
But none was greater than this blasphemy, none so selfish. He was dead. How dare she?
Auron gazed down at her impassively, oblivious until the moment she seized the madness and closed the gap between them with one kiss that no atonement could expiate.