Final Fantasy X: Kimahri/Rikku, Five Elements (Asian): Metal
Title: Speech
Author: rosehiptea
Theme: Metal
Rating: G
Word Count: 291
Note: The first two are Wood and Evening Fire.
Warning: She's human, he's not, I don't mind if you don't. Also, it's pretty fluffy.
Cross-posted to rosehiptea and ffx_het.
Note to the mods: I seem to be using a "final fantasy x" tag, but a "final fantasy 10" tag also exists. Should I just change these over to that one so they can all be together?
Kimahri doesn't like the airship much. He isn't used to being surrounded by all this metal; stone and grass make more sense to him. But his place is with Yuna, so he is here.
He explores one night, padding down to a lower level, trying to find out what he can. When he reaches a room full of machinery he sees that Rikku is there. Kimahri hasn't conversed with her lately. Even for him, unskilled in Spiran and no great speaker in his own language, there is a time for speech, but he still isn't certain what to say.
Right now she is staring as some metal parts move against each other. When he approaches her, she turns.
"You don't think much of the Al Bhed for using machina, do you?"
Kimahri thinks that over for a moment. He might have said just that years ago. But Auron has never taught him against machina, and Yuna is half Al Bhed.
"Not for Kimahri to decide. Ronso not have machina."
"Is it better, to always know how everything works?"
"Simpler. But Kimahri not know everything. Kimahri not explain Sin. Not explain Yevon."
"You know I don't believe in Yevon." She looks sad when she says it, as if she's afraid he won't want to talk to her now.
"Yevon not as important as people," he replies. That he is certain of.
She still looks lost, and he reaches toward her, pleased when she moves to rest her head on his chest. He strokes her hair gently with the pads of his fingers.
"Kimahri believe in Rikku," he says gently. And then there is only the sound of moving metal and Rikku's breath in his fur, and that is also a good thing.
Author: rosehiptea
Theme: Metal
Rating: G
Word Count: 291
Note: The first two are Wood and Evening Fire.
Warning: She's human, he's not, I don't mind if you don't. Also, it's pretty fluffy.
Cross-posted to rosehiptea and ffx_het.
Note to the mods: I seem to be using a "final fantasy x" tag, but a "final fantasy 10" tag also exists. Should I just change these over to that one so they can all be together?
Kimahri doesn't like the airship much. He isn't used to being surrounded by all this metal; stone and grass make more sense to him. But his place is with Yuna, so he is here.
He explores one night, padding down to a lower level, trying to find out what he can. When he reaches a room full of machinery he sees that Rikku is there. Kimahri hasn't conversed with her lately. Even for him, unskilled in Spiran and no great speaker in his own language, there is a time for speech, but he still isn't certain what to say.
Right now she is staring as some metal parts move against each other. When he approaches her, she turns.
"You don't think much of the Al Bhed for using machina, do you?"
Kimahri thinks that over for a moment. He might have said just that years ago. But Auron has never taught him against machina, and Yuna is half Al Bhed.
"Not for Kimahri to decide. Ronso not have machina."
"Is it better, to always know how everything works?"
"Simpler. But Kimahri not know everything. Kimahri not explain Sin. Not explain Yevon."
"You know I don't believe in Yevon." She looks sad when she says it, as if she's afraid he won't want to talk to her now.
"Yevon not as important as people," he replies. That he is certain of.
She still looks lost, and he reaches toward her, pleased when she moves to rest her head on his chest. He strokes her hair gently with the pads of his fingers.
"Kimahri believe in Rikku," he says gently. And then there is only the sound of moving metal and Rikku's breath in his fur, and that is also a good thing.