Final Fantasy X belongs to Squaresoft and probably a handful of other people.
I'm using them for my own entertainment and, more importantly, reflections on
my own life. This story is, however, mine and mine alone. Please do not ar-
chive this story without my permission. In other words, ASK FIRST.

Good music to listen to is the piano arrangement of Yuna's theme, from the
Final Fantasy X Piano Collection. Any song from that CD is beautiful and good
to listen to while reading this.

Important personal author's notes/ramblings are save for the end and are very
large in volume and is LONG and all scrunched up together.

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ALL RIGHT WITH THE WORLD
A Final Fantasy X Vignette
of Yuna's reflections
that ignores the sequel
whatever it's about anyways

by Amy

She couldn't begin describing the deep peace and calm within her. Somehow
sleep had claimed her, and she was so content and all right with the world
for a moment. It seemed that the more traumas passed by, the more easily
she found herself within her haven of simplicity and serenity.

Yuna opened her eyes. Dressing simply for another day, she looked in a mir-
ror and smiled. Everything will be okay.

She turned the memory of him over in her mind again. Remembering that care-
free grin of his that he wore so often, even as he slid down from the airship
to "rescue" her from her awful husband to be. The grin was what had caused
her - FORCED her - to pay attention to the odd young man before her. And
she had discovered Zanarkland because of that smile. She discovered him, and
got a taste of the simplicity of love before the end of the crazy journey
that had brought her together with the people who were now so close to her,
and also to the deceased one.

Yes. It was mysterious - wonderous, even - the way life worked around
one and molded one's life unmercifully yet caringly. It could almost be cal-
led beautful. The single simple and/or complicated goal had brought so many
thing to her life. It had brought the people of Spira out from darkness. It
had brought HER from darkness. It taught her so many things, as well. HE
taught her so many things. Yes... He taught her to love, to be happy even
during dark times, to never give up in despair, to know that someone is going
to be there for her, to smile. Yes. He taught her to smile when she was a-
fraid and sad. He taught her to laugh right in the face of despair and fear.
He had taken care of her. He always took care of her. He is still taking
such good care of her.

The things he taught her in those brief few months were more than she's ever
learned before that in all her life. And they're probably going to continue
as the most important lessons she's ever learned in her life. The precious
lesson of appreciation. Of life itself. Of love. Of the will to live. One
of the most important things she learned from him was that self-sacrifice was
never truly self-sacrifice. There'll always be someone to mourn. Of course,
she's known that somehow, subconciously. But he reminded her of it often.
He never ever let her forget the people around her and how they cared so very
much for her.

How HE cared so very much for her.

Uh-huh. How he cared for her.

He was usually much too... straightforward. But he had never failed to sup-
port her in all her decisions despite his disagreement with the logic behind
them and despite his feelings for her. At Macalania, during those few mo-
ments that seemed to last forever, he had given her a vision of a perfect
world. One with bright lights and exotic beauty. Yes, people said that all
those machinery were evil. But none of that was true. The world of Zanark-
land...

Even now she longed to be there. Although she knew that it no longer exist-
ed, like Tidus no longer existed, she still longed for it. Longed for the
long-past glory of Zanarkland at its gloriest.

She still often whistled at the sea. She knew somehow that he would not be
back. But she whistled anyways, just as a reminder of him. In memory of him
she whistled, and kept all those lessons he would want her to remember deep
at heart. He would've been proud of her. Of how she was good at whistling
now, but also of everything else.

And now she whistled willfully at the sea again. Looking in the the sea
wistfully, a faint smile appeared at the curve of her lips again. Thinking
of all those lessons that were deep within her heart, she realized that Tidus
was still with her, through all the things he's taught her. She needed no
reminder of the lessons, nor of him. She had them embedded at heart. There
was no need for whistling, really.

She smiled at the water. Peace and calm. A sense of completedness and ful-
filledness welled up within her and overflowed like an ocean rushing out,
flooding over the cup and spilling over to the floor. She let herself sink
into the deep ocean that had formed from the cup of completion for one glor-
ious, long moment, and then returned to the real world. She gave her very
first grin and turned around to return to what is now her new home.

And all of a sudden, she was gloriously all right with the world.

-OWARI-

A/N:

My first FFX fanfic.

Ah, that was a brief but fulfilling chapter of my own reflections, portrayed
in Yuna. I truly believe that this is how she felt after the whole crazy or-
deal. I know there are lots of authors who write things like "how will I live
without him!" I respect them for their own views, but what I believe in is
different. Very different.

I believe that one of the many things she learned from Tidus is that one can
always find some shred of hope even when the future seemed bleak and happi-
ness seemed so far away. I think that Yuna learned that lesson well. Obvious-
ly, this fanfic is very optimistic. I hope you enjoyed this particular new
piece of writing. And I hope I wrote it well and that maybe you see some of
my personal views about the ending of Final Fantasy X. Maybe you agree, and
maybe you don't. But this little view is mine and I'm very happy with it, es-
pecially since it's the first video game fanfic I've ever written!

Of course, any comments or criticism are very welcomed. But if you're going
to give criticism, please be constructive and help me improve my writing!

Of course, thanks must be dished out to those who deserve it. Fire Rules,
whose fic have been most inspiring, thanks lots and good luck with college!
Th' Shadow Lady, whose fanfics have been SO uplifting and satisfying, and
whose fanfic Dreams Come True introduced me to the wonderous world of Final
Fantasy X fanfiction, I truly thank and respect you! Lots of thanks must be
given to my dear friends: Sherry S, Joey Z, David N, Himeka, Sapphire, the
other Sapphire, Silver, Mike L, Joanne C, Jenny L, Joey L, the list gets lon-
ger and longer... um... Edgar C, Sonny, Johnny T, John C, and of course, the
deceased Jon C. All these people (even the memory of Jon) brought me through
the last few months, which have been the most difficult in my life. Thanks so
very much.

Regarding this fanfic, I think the person who taught me the lesson I've tried
to present in this story would be Edwin Chu. Every pang of hurt I've gone
through because of the loss of his friendship taught me this lesson in bits
and pieces. So I suppose thanks is due there.

And now to end my [very long] babbling...

~Amy (Amichan?)
October 24th, 2002
10:13 PM
Listening to Unfathomed Reminiscence from FFIX Piano Collections.