Final Fantasy Crossover Meme
All right! The semester's over (for me), and my summer vacation has started! Know what that means? Meme time! I haven't done one in SO long, and I haven't done one for Final Fantasy yet, so this is needed
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"Yunie! Yunie! What's wrong?"
Yuna looked up to her concerned cousin. "I think I see someone floating in the sea..." Yuna stated, squinting.
Rikku squinted as well, a hand over her eyes to help block out the sign. "Hey! Hey! I think there is someone!" she exclaimed as she grabbed Yuna's hand. "We have to save him!"
Yuna nodded as Rikku dragged her into the sea. As Yuna took a deep breath before dicing in, a thought crossed her mind. This is going to be a long day...
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The blond man blinked his eyes opened, everything coming in blurry at first before clearing up in a few minutes. He held his head in pain. Where am I...? Actually, better question: who am I?
Before the blond could gather his thoughts together more coherently, Yuna walked into the small hut. "Oh! You're awake. Thanks goodness," Yuna said as she placed the bundle of clothing she had been carrying on the foot of the bed. "We found you in the ocean, and your clothes were soaked, so I brought you some to where until yours dry..."
The blond nodded, looking down to notice his torso was naked, and the only thing covering him below the waist was the wool blanket. He did not bother to be more modest, but Yuna turned away, blushing a bit.
"Um, well, do you have a name?" Yuna asked quietly, facing away from the man.
The blond's brows furrowed as he tried to remember. "I don't remember..." he stated, sounding quite perturbed. "I don't remember anything."
Yuna turned, concern on her face. "Don't worry about it now. You can stay here as long as you want."
The blond mauled over Yuna's offer. "I'll take you up on that offer, but only until I get my memory back."
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Swords were clashing violently. There were f;ashes of lightening as the swords clashed over and over. He sent out a burst of fire at his opponent. When his opponent was down, he struck him across the face with the sharp end of the blade, scarring the brunet.
The brunet bled, but quickly countered by striking him with a slash, across his face. Before he awoke, a dark-haired girl called out a name.
"Seifer!"
He awoke in a cold sweat, gripping his head. He shook his head then his hand wandered to the scar that spanned from his forehead to a little past the bridge of his nose. "My name...is Seifer?" he asked himself.
The name felt right, so when he left the hut to help Yuna with the daily chores, he told her that he remembered his name.
"Really? That's great! What is your name, then?" she asked, excited that he was regaining a bit of his memory.
"Seifer," he answered as he helped Yuna hang up wet clothes to dry on the ropes that spanned between the huts of the small village of Besaid.
Yuna smiled. "Seifer," she repeated, trying the name out for the first time. "Did you remember anything else?"
Seifer paused, not sure if he should tell her about how he received the scar. "There were two people, but I can't remember their names," he answered, having decided to omit the fight. "I have a feeling that they're important."
Yuna nodded with small smile before returning to hanging the wash to dry on the clothes line. Seifer suddenly felt uncomfortable. He had a feeling he had felt this before. The girl from his dream flashed in his head again.
Did I have a crush on this girl? ...do I feel something for Yuna?
Seifer snapped out of his throughts when he saw Yuna standing in front of him with concern. "Are you okay?" she asked.
He nodded. "Yes, I think I'm going to go lay down. I feel a bit dizzy," he said, excusing himself from the awkward situation.
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