[Complete] What Happens in Oerba, Stays in Oerba (Part VII/Final)
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIII
Characters/Pairing: OT6 (Sazh/Lightning/Vanille/Fang/Snow/Hope)
Warnings: Gratuitous smut, drunkeness
Rating: NC-17
Notes: For ffxiii_kink. The prompt was [SnowxFangxLightningxSazhxVanillexHope. (in no particular order) "What the hell happened last night?" ]
Part I☆ Part II☆ Part III☆ Part IV☆ Part V☆ Part VI
Vanille was quite enjoying the show. She took a moment to calm her body down from Light's ministrations earlier, but after that fight for dominance...the whole thing looked like a bad romance: hot, needy, and absolutely sensational.
She was feeling quite bereft at the sudden lack of attention on her. Hearing Light snarl after Fang's little quip, and it felt like the temperature in her body was rising...rapidly.
Definitely needed to be fixed. So she stood up, and decided to help the strawberry blonde. Too bad she didn't have her weapon near, it would've made for an interesting situation indeed. Waiting for both women to be really into their play-fight, she quickly helped grab Fang's arms and pinned them to the side, spreading her legs over the woman's face, as she attacked Lightning with her lips.
Vanille: 2; the two alphas: 0
Claiming sweet victory, Vanille forced her tongue into Light's mouth, tasting the residue of her juices inside while rubbing, pressing herself on Fang's mouth. She was sure she felt a smirk down below.
With both hands free, Lightning spread Fang's legs apart, and nestled herself into them, before using her fingers to tease the Pulsian's lower lips. Getting there...and her thumb stroked her clit as well. Her turn to smirk, as Fang bucked against the touch, the shock traveling up to her mouth, where she pressed harder into Vanille.
Breaking the kiss, Vanille moaned as she loosened her grip on Fang's arms. Suddenly, one of those arms were wrapped around her thigh, for better leverage to eat her out. Knees weak, Vanille was glad Fang was trying to support her using that arm. It didn't help that her tongue was doing wicked things to her cunt, teasing, flicking, thrusting.
"Uhh..ahh!" Maker, she was going to lose it...fast.
Fingers wet with the Pulsian's desire, Light sped up the pace, watching Fang thrust her hips towards the digits, back arching in pleasure. It gave her an idea.
Lightning then fucked her harder with her fingers before completely stopping halfway in, fully aware that Fang would groan in protest. And she did, the vibrations of the sound echoed against the woman, rendering Vanille to break into a symphony of various sexual noises.
'For once, Vanille's moans felt right in place.' Light mused.
Lightning: 2; Pulsians: 0
"Ahh!" Vanille cried out, as she reached her peak, Fang lapping at her juices, catching every drop. Her turn now. Lightning inserted a third finger into the slick core, inwardly enjoying how Fang's body was practically at her mercy.
Even better was that whatever she drank earlier was starting to lose its effect on her. Her plan? Fuck them first, then beat them, every ounce of what they deserved. Going down on Fang, she sucked on her clit as well. It wasn't long until she hit her orgasm, copious amount of wetness coating down Light's hand.
Vanille was already sitting above Fang's head, just taking a moment to breathe properly after that...strenuous exercise. She was staring intently at Lightning, watching her every move. And what she did notice was the potion was losing its effect on her. Her eyes didn't have that glazed, lusty shine to it. They were turning sharp, alert as a sentinel's.
Motioning with her own eyes to Fang's, they held each other's gaze while they...communicated.
'What do we do next?'
'Her, of course.' A slight nod towards the ex-soldier.
'...you mean to double team her?' One eyebrow quirked up, also a warning to do something quick, before the woman in question can interrogate them.
'Gotta repay the favor somehow, love. Go for the bottom.'
Breaking the gaze, Fang slowly got up, and so did Lightning.
"I'm only saying this once, what was in the drink?"
"Vanille. Tell her."
"Wh--what?"
"Go on. She does want an explanation."
"Well?" Lightning wished she had her gunblade with her, but her glare will have to do. Perhaps clothes would help too.
"Ok. But...let me do something first."
"And what would that be?" The ex-soldier was on guard.
Stepping closer to Lightning, Vanille wrapped her arms around the strawberry blonde, giving her a kiss.
"I'm sorry," whispered the Pulsian.
Puzzled, she was about to ask why, when Fang wrapped her arms around her neck. Lightning gasped and turned around, right when Fang kissed her.
The familiar burning liquid was down her throat. Pushing her away, Light's gaze came upon a shot glass on the floor and Bhakti nearby.
Bitch.
She was ambushed. It wasn't long before the same heating sensation was in her body, feverish for...something.
Gritting her teeth, she was about to punch Fang when Vanille grabbed both legs and pulled her down to the floor. She was comfortably between her legs and now Fang was nipping at her shoulder.
She tricked her twice.
"Unbelievable," she seethed out, both woman earning a venomous stare from her.
"Mmhm...just admit ya got caught Farron. No shame in it."
Sucking on her earlobe, Fang cupped her breasts, squeezed them as they filled her hands, nipples erect from the attention.
"Stop," She gasped out, as Vanille was breathing heavily into her cunt, gently blowing the pink curls on top of her mound.
"Will you stop fighting it? Now...let me and Vanille hear your body talk instead."
Sucking on her neck, she bit on the flesh, breaking the skin, before licking the area. Come tomorrow, her neck will be full of the little marks. Not that the top of hers will cover it anyways. Lightning shifted her hips in response, and that egged Vanille to start playing around with her clit.
"Ngh-!" Light barely suppressed a moan as she turned her head sideways. No way was she giving them the satisfaction. Fang used this opportunity to pepper her jawline full of nips and licks, earring digging into her cheek from the closeness.
"Now if only you would've whored yourself and stop being stubborn, you would enjoy it more."
Fang: 2; Lightning: 0
All Lightning thought of was , 'I am NOT a whore.'
"...Yes you were," she muttered, interrupting her own thoughts. The sun was higher in the sky now, and they best be moving as soon as possible. Checking her equipment for any opportunity to upgrade, or any items they would need to buy, she was satisfied that they were prepared...for the most part.
Gazing at her surroundings, she searched for any last minute details.
And she was prepping her mind for interrogation. She can barely look at Snow, much less Fang or Vanille now. Turning towards where they settled in last night, she started jumping over roofs, easily landing on the concrete, gaining momentum.
Before leaving the village, she will get her answers.
►►►~**~◄◄◄
The clanking sounds of feet reverberated outside the building. And Light was nowhere to be found.
Snow was quieter than usual, having had an impromptu "lesson" with the young boy. Looking sideways, he noticed Fang and Vanille were whispering among each other. He was going to have to talk with them...about Bhakti, about the drink but somehow he felt Sis was going to get to them first.
Well, can't say he won't enjoy that. He couldn't be the only person she decked in the face.
Might even say that was the standard greeting from her.
"Hey, I see her!"
Snow looked up to Light hopping from one roof to another, flipping in a circle downwards, landing on one knee in front of the group. Fang and Vanille stopped their whispering and stared intently at Lightning.
Brushing some dust off her jacket, she made a beeline for the two Pulsians.
"Explain yourselves. Now."
Arms crossed as she leaned her weight on her left foot, glare boring a hole into their heads. The others circled around, waiting for the explanation too.
Standing proudly in front of Vanille, Fang crossed her own arms, matching the ex-soldier's stance.
"It was Vanille's idea". Oh she was sure Vanille was glaring at her too. "Basically we had this bright idea that the whole group was too tense. And do you know what happens then? We have a better chance of dying, so it was important for everybody to relax."
Light snorted. "So I take it having an orgy is your kind of fun? Whatever, I want to know what you drugged us with."
Murmurs of agreement followed, and Fang quirked her eyebrow. This might be interesting...
"Of course, sunshine. How else do you relax? Now before you interrogate us any further, just know that Vanille and I had your best interests in mind." And with that said, she winked at Snow, then Sazh.
Needless to say, they were not happy. Snow more than Sazh.
Looking towards Lightning, she started, "Yes, you were right. It's not just alcohol. But I gave you more of it, loaded with absinthe."
Pausing for dramatic effect, Fang was smirking inwardly as she continued, "I gave you all an aphrodisiac."
That got everybody talking, even the resident chocobo was chirping wildly. He didn't know what exactly was being said, but it sure got his partner in a ruffle. His arms were flailing wildly, mostly at the red-haired woman.
"What--"
"I can't believe you did that!"
"That explains a lot..."
Fang was more focused on Lightning though. She was deadly still, the only trace of emotion was all in her eyes. They, on the other hand, looked absolutely murderous.
And she walked up to the Pulsian woman...and struck her in the jaw, eyes flaring, teeth bared.
Ouch.
"Sunshine, if I said it hurt the first time, then it will hurt the second time."
"Don't get smart with me, Fang. Aphrodisiac. Why?"
"And don't act as if you didn't enjoy it, soldier."
It didn't change anything.
She was about to rear for another punch, when Vanille grabbed her arm.
"Please, Light. We didn't mean any harm."
She gave a look that meant to explain quickly, or she'll go on a rampage.
"We--I thought that we were having so many fights, so little time to rest. So...for one, just one mind you, night we could...forget. What we have to do. What we will become. I'm sorry if...if I hurt anybody. I didn't mean to."
Seeing Vanille all dejected, Lightning didn't have the heart to kick her ass. Instead, she pulled her arm away, furious that...she whored herself last night. Glancing at Snow, he was fidgeting with Serah's crystal in his hand.
How would she ask for Serah's forgiveness? First for not believing in her, now...what happened last night.
►►►~**~◄◄◄
She woke up, not alone this time. Eyes adjusting, she saw a large shadow of a man, possibly Snow in her sight. Why he wasn't wearing pants, she didn't want to know. She was still naked, but there was a strange warmth radiating onto her back.
She saw a flash of red. Vanille. And Fang was curled up next to her. Well, if this wasn't awkward, she guessed there won't be anything else quite like this. Fuck, she felt a headache coming on.
But at least that feverish feeling was gone. Hmm...the sun just came up. First, she would like to know where her clothes went. Stealthily rolling from her side so she was on her hand and knees, she stood up and accessed the damage. Sazh was on the couch, peacefully sleeping. But no article of clothing belonging to her was there.
Silently padding to the other rooms, Lightning went on a scavenger hunt for clothing, finding a boot, then her belt before finding her boy shorts. One room was closed, which made her suspicious. Opening the door she was very surprised at what she found.
Hope.
Well, more like naked Hope. His clothes were scattered about the room, and he was sleeping on top of the table. A sigh escaped from her.
Not a question of can or can't. Just do. And so she helped him put on his clothes, pants and shorts pulled up to his waist, before getting his shirt and carefully helped him with that too, topped off by tying the bandanna around his neck. Just like when she helped Serah get dressed all those years ago.
Another sigh.
Sure that he was still in slumber, she easily lifted him up and moved him towards the couch. Unfortunately his head turned as she was walking, and buried it into her cleavage. Damn her lack of clothes.
"Mom..." muttering into her chest, warm breath tickling her skin.
'Not by a long shot.' She mused, echoing what she said earlier in their adventures. Reaching towards the couch, she discreetly placed his head upon Sazh's lap. More comfortable than that table, that's for sure.
He muttered again, this time, "Snow".
...What? She didn't have time for this, and she looked to the table just in front of the couch. A few shot glasses. No, clothes first, eventually finding all the articles of clothing where Fang left them before. Going into the bathroom to dress and check, she was livid when she found markings all over her neck. Oh they will pay...
►►►~**~◄◄◄
"I want to know why you'd think it was a great idea in the first place?" Sazh didn't know what else to say, he just found out the Pulsian woman were planning an orgy for the whole group to participate in.
"That just ain't right," he added as an afterthought. Looking around, he sensed that their leader was deep in thought, or trying not the maul the hell out of these women. Hope and Snow...those two were glancing at each other. A lot. Both their expressions...and he can't tell if they were horrified or shocked.
"It's different now, isn't it?" A whisper of the question from Vanille sent everybody into a world of silence. Yes, after last night, they seemed different.
Snow can attest to that. He can't even look at Sis anymore without seeing her on top of him. But what's more embarassing is that he blacked out afterwards, hand over his face as he recalled the event. 'Ugh, a hero should have more stamina!' He berated himself.
Going into his pocket and reaching for the crystal, he whispered into the tear, 'Can you forgive me?'
I do. Don't beat yourself up, it was a mistake.
'What about Sis?'
No worries; I'll talk to her.
Mind and heart more at ease, he shouted, "Hey guys! Shouldn't we go already? C'mon, we have a mission to complete", and he pumped his fist into the air, flashing a bright smile. The others nodded in agreement, a little more pumped up. Their leader couldn't help but smile a little. L'cie or not, they were a force to be reckoned with.
"We should take those roads up ahead," explained Fang, as she pointed the way towards a rusted bridge. She was glad that most everything seemed ok. Wasn't sure about the ball of sunshine though.
"All packed and ready, right?" spoke up Hope, as he tried to get Light's attention.
Still, something wasn't finished yet.
Serah...
The group waited for their leader's orders.
It's ok now Claire. I'll always love you.
No, they were--are-- her...friends. Like...family, as Vanille said.
They meant well.
Looking up, Lightning faced everybody, gazing at their expressions, finding determination and better, a sense of close kinship.
A cadence to arms.
Serah, we're coming.
"Let's move!" She barked, one hand on the hilt of her gunblade, she marched towards the roads out of Oerba. They followed her, step for step. The past or present didn't matter, now that the future was sorted out.
...Right.
-FIN-
Characters/Pairing: OT6 (Sazh/Lightning/Vanille/Fang/Snow/Hope)
Warnings: Gratuitous smut, drunkeness
Rating: NC-17
Notes: For ffxiii_kink. The prompt was [SnowxFangxLightningxSazhxVanillexHope. (in no particular order) "What the hell happened last night?" ]
Part I☆ Part II☆ Part III☆ Part IV☆ Part V☆ Part VI
Vanille was quite enjoying the show. She took a moment to calm her body down from Light's ministrations earlier, but after that fight for dominance...the whole thing looked like a bad romance: hot, needy, and absolutely sensational.
She was feeling quite bereft at the sudden lack of attention on her. Hearing Light snarl after Fang's little quip, and it felt like the temperature in her body was rising...rapidly.
Definitely needed to be fixed. So she stood up, and decided to help the strawberry blonde. Too bad she didn't have her weapon near, it would've made for an interesting situation indeed. Waiting for both women to be really into their play-fight, she quickly helped grab Fang's arms and pinned them to the side, spreading her legs over the woman's face, as she attacked Lightning with her lips.
Vanille: 2; the two alphas: 0
Claiming sweet victory, Vanille forced her tongue into Light's mouth, tasting the residue of her juices inside while rubbing, pressing herself on Fang's mouth. She was sure she felt a smirk down below.
With both hands free, Lightning spread Fang's legs apart, and nestled herself into them, before using her fingers to tease the Pulsian's lower lips. Getting there...and her thumb stroked her clit as well. Her turn to smirk, as Fang bucked against the touch, the shock traveling up to her mouth, where she pressed harder into Vanille.
Breaking the kiss, Vanille moaned as she loosened her grip on Fang's arms. Suddenly, one of those arms were wrapped around her thigh, for better leverage to eat her out. Knees weak, Vanille was glad Fang was trying to support her using that arm. It didn't help that her tongue was doing wicked things to her cunt, teasing, flicking, thrusting.
"Uhh..ahh!" Maker, she was going to lose it...fast.
Fingers wet with the Pulsian's desire, Light sped up the pace, watching Fang thrust her hips towards the digits, back arching in pleasure. It gave her an idea.
Lightning then fucked her harder with her fingers before completely stopping halfway in, fully aware that Fang would groan in protest. And she did, the vibrations of the sound echoed against the woman, rendering Vanille to break into a symphony of various sexual noises.
'For once, Vanille's moans felt right in place.' Light mused.
Lightning: 2; Pulsians: 0
"Ahh!" Vanille cried out, as she reached her peak, Fang lapping at her juices, catching every drop. Her turn now. Lightning inserted a third finger into the slick core, inwardly enjoying how Fang's body was practically at her mercy.
Even better was that whatever she drank earlier was starting to lose its effect on her. Her plan? Fuck them first, then beat them, every ounce of what they deserved. Going down on Fang, she sucked on her clit as well. It wasn't long until she hit her orgasm, copious amount of wetness coating down Light's hand.
Vanille was already sitting above Fang's head, just taking a moment to breathe properly after that...strenuous exercise. She was staring intently at Lightning, watching her every move. And what she did notice was the potion was losing its effect on her. Her eyes didn't have that glazed, lusty shine to it. They were turning sharp, alert as a sentinel's.
Motioning with her own eyes to Fang's, they held each other's gaze while they...communicated.
'What do we do next?'
'Her, of course.' A slight nod towards the ex-soldier.
'...you mean to double team her?' One eyebrow quirked up, also a warning to do something quick, before the woman in question can interrogate them.
'Gotta repay the favor somehow, love. Go for the bottom.'
Breaking the gaze, Fang slowly got up, and so did Lightning.
"I'm only saying this once, what was in the drink?"
"Vanille. Tell her."
"Wh--what?"
"Go on. She does want an explanation."
"Well?" Lightning wished she had her gunblade with her, but her glare will have to do. Perhaps clothes would help too.
"Ok. But...let me do something first."
"And what would that be?" The ex-soldier was on guard.
Stepping closer to Lightning, Vanille wrapped her arms around the strawberry blonde, giving her a kiss.
"I'm sorry," whispered the Pulsian.
Puzzled, she was about to ask why, when Fang wrapped her arms around her neck. Lightning gasped and turned around, right when Fang kissed her.
The familiar burning liquid was down her throat. Pushing her away, Light's gaze came upon a shot glass on the floor and Bhakti nearby.
Bitch.
She was ambushed. It wasn't long before the same heating sensation was in her body, feverish for...something.
Gritting her teeth, she was about to punch Fang when Vanille grabbed both legs and pulled her down to the floor. She was comfortably between her legs and now Fang was nipping at her shoulder.
She tricked her twice.
"Unbelievable," she seethed out, both woman earning a venomous stare from her.
"Mmhm...just admit ya got caught Farron. No shame in it."
Sucking on her earlobe, Fang cupped her breasts, squeezed them as they filled her hands, nipples erect from the attention.
"Stop," She gasped out, as Vanille was breathing heavily into her cunt, gently blowing the pink curls on top of her mound.
"Will you stop fighting it? Now...let me and Vanille hear your body talk instead."
Sucking on her neck, she bit on the flesh, breaking the skin, before licking the area. Come tomorrow, her neck will be full of the little marks. Not that the top of hers will cover it anyways. Lightning shifted her hips in response, and that egged Vanille to start playing around with her clit.
"Ngh-!" Light barely suppressed a moan as she turned her head sideways. No way was she giving them the satisfaction. Fang used this opportunity to pepper her jawline full of nips and licks, earring digging into her cheek from the closeness.
"Now if only you would've whored yourself and stop being stubborn, you would enjoy it more."
Fang: 2; Lightning: 0
All Lightning thought of was , 'I am NOT a whore.'
"...Yes you were," she muttered, interrupting her own thoughts. The sun was higher in the sky now, and they best be moving as soon as possible. Checking her equipment for any opportunity to upgrade, or any items they would need to buy, she was satisfied that they were prepared...for the most part.
Gazing at her surroundings, she searched for any last minute details.
And she was prepping her mind for interrogation. She can barely look at Snow, much less Fang or Vanille now. Turning towards where they settled in last night, she started jumping over roofs, easily landing on the concrete, gaining momentum.
Before leaving the village, she will get her answers.
►►►~**~◄◄◄
The clanking sounds of feet reverberated outside the building. And Light was nowhere to be found.
Snow was quieter than usual, having had an impromptu "lesson" with the young boy. Looking sideways, he noticed Fang and Vanille were whispering among each other. He was going to have to talk with them...about Bhakti, about the drink but somehow he felt Sis was going to get to them first.
Well, can't say he won't enjoy that. He couldn't be the only person she decked in the face.
Might even say that was the standard greeting from her.
"Hey, I see her!"
Snow looked up to Light hopping from one roof to another, flipping in a circle downwards, landing on one knee in front of the group. Fang and Vanille stopped their whispering and stared intently at Lightning.
Brushing some dust off her jacket, she made a beeline for the two Pulsians.
"Explain yourselves. Now."
Arms crossed as she leaned her weight on her left foot, glare boring a hole into their heads. The others circled around, waiting for the explanation too.
Standing proudly in front of Vanille, Fang crossed her own arms, matching the ex-soldier's stance.
"It was Vanille's idea". Oh she was sure Vanille was glaring at her too. "Basically we had this bright idea that the whole group was too tense. And do you know what happens then? We have a better chance of dying, so it was important for everybody to relax."
Light snorted. "So I take it having an orgy is your kind of fun? Whatever, I want to know what you drugged us with."
Murmurs of agreement followed, and Fang quirked her eyebrow. This might be interesting...
"Of course, sunshine. How else do you relax? Now before you interrogate us any further, just know that Vanille and I had your best interests in mind." And with that said, she winked at Snow, then Sazh.
Needless to say, they were not happy. Snow more than Sazh.
Looking towards Lightning, she started, "Yes, you were right. It's not just alcohol. But I gave you more of it, loaded with absinthe."
Pausing for dramatic effect, Fang was smirking inwardly as she continued, "I gave you all an aphrodisiac."
That got everybody talking, even the resident chocobo was chirping wildly. He didn't know what exactly was being said, but it sure got his partner in a ruffle. His arms were flailing wildly, mostly at the red-haired woman.
"What--"
"I can't believe you did that!"
"That explains a lot..."
Fang was more focused on Lightning though. She was deadly still, the only trace of emotion was all in her eyes. They, on the other hand, looked absolutely murderous.
And she walked up to the Pulsian woman...and struck her in the jaw, eyes flaring, teeth bared.
Ouch.
"Sunshine, if I said it hurt the first time, then it will hurt the second time."
"Don't get smart with me, Fang. Aphrodisiac. Why?"
"And don't act as if you didn't enjoy it, soldier."
It didn't change anything.
She was about to rear for another punch, when Vanille grabbed her arm.
"Please, Light. We didn't mean any harm."
She gave a look that meant to explain quickly, or she'll go on a rampage.
"We--I thought that we were having so many fights, so little time to rest. So...for one, just one mind you, night we could...forget. What we have to do. What we will become. I'm sorry if...if I hurt anybody. I didn't mean to."
Seeing Vanille all dejected, Lightning didn't have the heart to kick her ass. Instead, she pulled her arm away, furious that...she whored herself last night. Glancing at Snow, he was fidgeting with Serah's crystal in his hand.
How would she ask for Serah's forgiveness? First for not believing in her, now...what happened last night.
►►►~**~◄◄◄
She woke up, not alone this time. Eyes adjusting, she saw a large shadow of a man, possibly Snow in her sight. Why he wasn't wearing pants, she didn't want to know. She was still naked, but there was a strange warmth radiating onto her back.
She saw a flash of red. Vanille. And Fang was curled up next to her. Well, if this wasn't awkward, she guessed there won't be anything else quite like this. Fuck, she felt a headache coming on.
But at least that feverish feeling was gone. Hmm...the sun just came up. First, she would like to know where her clothes went. Stealthily rolling from her side so she was on her hand and knees, she stood up and accessed the damage. Sazh was on the couch, peacefully sleeping. But no article of clothing belonging to her was there.
Silently padding to the other rooms, Lightning went on a scavenger hunt for clothing, finding a boot, then her belt before finding her boy shorts. One room was closed, which made her suspicious. Opening the door she was very surprised at what she found.
Hope.
Well, more like naked Hope. His clothes were scattered about the room, and he was sleeping on top of the table. A sigh escaped from her.
Not a question of can or can't. Just do. And so she helped him put on his clothes, pants and shorts pulled up to his waist, before getting his shirt and carefully helped him with that too, topped off by tying the bandanna around his neck. Just like when she helped Serah get dressed all those years ago.
Another sigh.
Sure that he was still in slumber, she easily lifted him up and moved him towards the couch. Unfortunately his head turned as she was walking, and buried it into her cleavage. Damn her lack of clothes.
"Mom..." muttering into her chest, warm breath tickling her skin.
'Not by a long shot.' She mused, echoing what she said earlier in their adventures. Reaching towards the couch, she discreetly placed his head upon Sazh's lap. More comfortable than that table, that's for sure.
He muttered again, this time, "Snow".
...What? She didn't have time for this, and she looked to the table just in front of the couch. A few shot glasses. No, clothes first, eventually finding all the articles of clothing where Fang left them before. Going into the bathroom to dress and check, she was livid when she found markings all over her neck. Oh they will pay...
►►►~**~◄◄◄
"I want to know why you'd think it was a great idea in the first place?" Sazh didn't know what else to say, he just found out the Pulsian woman were planning an orgy for the whole group to participate in.
"That just ain't right," he added as an afterthought. Looking around, he sensed that their leader was deep in thought, or trying not the maul the hell out of these women. Hope and Snow...those two were glancing at each other. A lot. Both their expressions...and he can't tell if they were horrified or shocked.
"It's different now, isn't it?" A whisper of the question from Vanille sent everybody into a world of silence. Yes, after last night, they seemed different.
Snow can attest to that. He can't even look at Sis anymore without seeing her on top of him. But what's more embarassing is that he blacked out afterwards, hand over his face as he recalled the event. 'Ugh, a hero should have more stamina!' He berated himself.
Going into his pocket and reaching for the crystal, he whispered into the tear, 'Can you forgive me?'
I do. Don't beat yourself up, it was a mistake.
'What about Sis?'
No worries; I'll talk to her.
Mind and heart more at ease, he shouted, "Hey guys! Shouldn't we go already? C'mon, we have a mission to complete", and he pumped his fist into the air, flashing a bright smile. The others nodded in agreement, a little more pumped up. Their leader couldn't help but smile a little. L'cie or not, they were a force to be reckoned with.
"We should take those roads up ahead," explained Fang, as she pointed the way towards a rusted bridge. She was glad that most everything seemed ok. Wasn't sure about the ball of sunshine though.
"All packed and ready, right?" spoke up Hope, as he tried to get Light's attention.
Still, something wasn't finished yet.
Serah...
The group waited for their leader's orders.
It's ok now Claire. I'll always love you.
No, they were--are-- her...friends. Like...family, as Vanille said.
They meant well.
Looking up, Lightning faced everybody, gazing at their expressions, finding determination and better, a sense of close kinship.
A cadence to arms.
Serah, we're coming.
"Let's move!" She barked, one hand on the hilt of her gunblade, she marched towards the roads out of Oerba. They followed her, step for step. The past or present didn't matter, now that the future was sorted out.
...Right.
-FIN-