Final Fantasy X. Kimahri Ronso. 046. Star

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Title: Star of Zanarkand
Fandom: Final Fantasy X.
Characters: Kimahri, Yuna, et. al.
Prompt: Star
Word Count: 738
Rating: G
Summary: Yuna makes another choice at Zanarkand.
Author's Notes: Slightly-spoilerish if you haven't gotten to Zanarkand yet.


"Hope is comforting. It allows us to accept our fate, how ever tragic it might be."

The words sounded hollow to everyone's ears, Kimahri's most of all. Perhaps the echoes the wide area evoked that feeling, or maybe the content itself rang like tin against their hearts.

Hope required chance, and though they could easily create temporary peace, they did not have a chance going the traditional way. Spread across the faces bodies of each of his companions, Kimahri saw various levels of resistance. A grimace here, a clenched fist there, averted eye-contact from the more devout confronting unpleasant truths. Kimahri impassive, as he watched Yuna for a cue, any cue to their actions.

He belonged to her.

After ten years, he could read her mind, or very nearly so. She seemed so conflicted that moment. She wanted to take arms against Yunalesca, but at what cost? If she lost, one would have to rise up and make the same sacrifices If they won, and there was no other way, would she doom Spira to an eternity of Sin without any means of gaining respite. If she decided to accept what Yunalesca told her, would she lose the chance to change Spira permanently, and exit the spiral.

The others continued to look around blankly, or finish exhausting arguments. Kimahri waited, and watched the face of his summoner. His spear hung heavy on his back, eager for a chance to prove itself in battle again. Yet his heart remained open and strong if he were needed to fill a statue as empty as Spira's hope.

There. One moment and Yuna made her decision. "I've made my choice." Yuna whispered soft enough to silence the room. "I will die for the people of Spira. If there was a way to defeat Sin without the Final Aeon, I would have fought you. I hate this tradition, but I cannot abandon the people in my care for the sake of a gamble."

"So who will it be? Who will you choose for me to turn into the Fayth of the Final Summoning, the Final Aeon." If Yunalesca heard or comprehended anything beyond the resignation to her tradition, she didn't give any indications.

Kimahri knew from the start of the journey who Yuna's choice would be. He closed his eyes, and felt Yuna step towards him. "Kimahri, will you accept the burden of becoming my Final Aeon."

Ten years of living with humans made him wonder if he should have said something more formal, if he should have bowed or knelt, or made some ceremony out of this moment. The need to end this moment, difficult for everyone who watched, took precedence though.

A slow nod, and the words "Kimahri accepts." was all the ritual needed for them.

Kimahri didn't remember much between the moment of his acceptance, and the moment his body literally flew to the empty sky above them, and then in the one moment of freedom, he saw his body disintegrate into shining dust, supposedly to join the millions of stars that shone above the ruined city.

The impression would last forever, even inside the beast. Even as Kimahri became the beast, he would never forget this moment.

Kimahri. Do you hear me Kimahri?

Yuna's voice brought him back to the dimly lit temple. His summoner kneeled before him, prostrate, and near tears.

Kimahri hears Yuna.

Will you...will you listen to me Kimahri?

Kimahri will listen.

This was right, to save Spira for now. I wanted to stand and fight, Kimahri, but I didn't because I couldn't sacrifice the lives of everyone else for something I didn't know. But I'm not sure anymore if I made the right choice. I could have changed the world, but even if we hope that this will be the last time, Sin will come back again.

Yuna did what she thought was best.

I did what I knew was safe for the rest of the world for the next few months, maybe a year. It's funny, I was so sure of everything on the journey until the very end. I can do anything now, and no one will judge me, so how come I chose to do this?

Yuna chose. That's all that matters. Kimahri stands by Yuna, whatever she chooses.

Thank you, Kimahri. I'll do my best.

Summoner and Aeon united on that eternal Zanarkand night, and false hope lived again.

Comments

[auronlu.livejournal.com]

Ouch. Such a bitter, uncertain possibility, and so sad that Yuna has doubts almost instantly, as if she wished she'd made a different choice. But very true that if she did choose him, Kimahri would not regret, and would be her pillar and prop, and he'd be there for her until the end.