A/N: First off, as per usual, I own nothing but the silly scenario. Secondly, I would like to dedicate this ficlet to Danko Kaji. Hope you enjoy!
Can't really say what I think of it quality-wise, but it may turn into a two-shot. We'll see.
"Tell me child, how old are you today" An elderly stranger bent down to Yuna's level in unassuming inquiry.
"Twelve…" A very shy Yuna replied, clinging to her new moomba plushie.
It was Yuna's birthday, and all the children in Besaid were gathered at the temple for the celebration. Several adults were also in attendance, not just to watch their young, but to bear witness to the temple's tradition for the joyous occasion. For all youth in the temple's care, it was customary to have a complete psychic-astrological reading when they turned twelve.
"Is that right? Well then, shall we see what the future holds for you, my dear?" The kindly old nun took Yuna by the hand, and gently led her away from the jovial crowd. "You four may join us." She invited teen-aged Lulu, Wakka, and Chappu, and her caretaker, Kimahri.
Quietly, the six assembled together in one of the chambers off of the main sanctuary. On the table in the center, a large map of the stars was already spread out, covered in colorful notations of Yevonic script. An array of brightly colored candles provided the only light for the room, feeding into the tense, mystical atmosphere. The old woman still held Yuna's hand, her light blue eyes holding the semi-frightened gaze of the child's heterochromic ones.
"Let us begin. Yuna, what would you like to know?" Despite the serious undercurrent, the matronly woman allowed the children to believe that this was just a special game for the party.
"Umm…will I have lots of babies?" She blurted out, unsure of what she was supposed to ask, weary of all the eyes focused upon her.
Chappu and Wakka groaned impatiently at such a girly question, while Lulu cooed in adoration of her growing younger "sister", and Kimhari grinned a rare, toothy smile.
"Ah, such an important question!" She praised Yuna, "Are you sure you are only twelve, little one?"
"Mmm-hmm. I don't like to lie. Yevon says it's very wrong." Yuna reminded her.
The nun smiled in approval. Such devotion in one so young was a wondrous blessing. The Besaid temple had not failed its children in the least. Certainly not this one, at any rate.
"Very well, then. Let us see how many children the stars speak of. Precious Yuna, you are of the Cancer sign…" She placed a sharp fingernail on a starting point on the map, the moon, and slowly traced a path along the glyphs.
All four children crowded in around the table to see what the old lady was doing, and to make their own attempts to decipher the complex, mysterious drawing.
"I bet she's gonna have a whole litter, ya? She already acts like a little doggy." Chappu teased after what he felt were too many moments of reverent silence.
"You shut your mouth!" Wakka snapped back, just as Lulu smacked him upside the head.
"Yuna is not a dog!" The older girl insisted.
From the corner where he sat, Kimahri emitted a low growl that made all three rethink their monkey business. Yuna looked around her, a little confused, but entertained all the same. The elderly nun nodded her thanks to the Ronso and continued tracing the path, until her pointer located the spot it was searching for.
"It seems….you have quite a fertile future, Yuna. At least three babies for you. Possibly four, be we shan't press our luck with fate. Now, perhaps we shall see about the lucky man, yes?"
Yuna smiled timidly, but shook her head eagerly. What pre-teen girl didn't want to know all about her love life?
The woman reset her finger to its starting point, and reclaimed Yuna's hand. Suddenly, as though through an uncontrolled impulse, she set down a second finger.
"How unusual. It seems that the stars will grant you with two loves…." Once again, she began tracing an unknown path. "Your first, a mighty Leo. He will be a force most powerful, and lead you onto a path never before tread, and depart in bittersweet regret. Sadly, he is not to be the father of your children. Remember my words today, child, and take what comfort you can: Without loss, there will be no gain. Do you understand?" As she spoke, the words seemed to echo, despite the fact that the room was too full for that to be possible.
"I don't know…" Yuna replied, feeling slightly terrified, very unsure.
Mysteriously, the flames on each of the candles dimmed down, and then burned to twice the brightness they had been. A flurry of pyreflies appeared, and danced and swirled around the map. Seeing the sudden brightness from the beneath the chamber door, the temple's High Priest quietly joined the small group, curious of what was evoking such a play of untamed power. He winked at the nun, signaling that she should continue as she was.
Kimhari had no further need to keep the teens from becoming unruly. The magical current held their attention enthralled in its supernatural flow just as much as his.
"Don't be afraid, Yuna. We are all familiar with grief. It is no mystery that you should experience it. Love and loss—they are comrades. But for you, child, such loss is the path to your true mate." The old woman's now- single pointer had stopped, quite decisively, on the small circle named Mercury. "The man you shall wed is a son of Yevon, by spirit if not by birth. Dark skin and doe-eyed, he rests under the sign of Virgo, with grace, dignity, and power in his hands. Do not be fooled or disheartened if he opposes you at first, for such is often the way of love."
Wakka and Chappu simply gawked at each other dumbfounded, while Lulu quietly wept, moved by Yuna's fortune. If only she could be a dutiful sister, and remember this day, so that when these things came to be, she could remind Yuna of the happy ending that awaited her. She swore to herself that she would at least try.
"What of little Yuna's place in Spira?" the High Priest inquired nonchalantly. After all, that was the true purpose of this reading.
The pyreflies swirling around the table quickly coagulated into a floating, ethereal sphere above the celestial map. Small, pinpointed lights ejected from it, plotting themselves upon the stars. Mystified, the nun carefully ran her finger along the illuminated points, and finally regarded all in the chamber.
"I cannot comprehend it for the absolute certainty of her maternity and long lifespan, but this child is chosen of Yevon for the sacred art. I foresee that she shall deliver Spira into the longest Calm it has ever known, should she choose the summoner's path."
"I can…save Spira?" For only the second time, Yuna's eyes brightened with mesmerized wonder.
"Summoner? No, Yuna, you can't! You know what happens to summoners when they get to Zanarkand, ya?" Wakka protested.
"Listen to Wakka, Yuna. At least think this over before you decide." Lulu cautioned, but not without a growing lump in her throat.
Chappu simply scratched his head in befuddlement. Who knew that such a frilly, gossip-laden fortune could turn so awesome? Then again, what was Yuna supposed to do, and what should he think of all this? Somehow, it seemed just as dreadful as it was cool.
As the children busied themselves with bickering, Kimhari embraced the confused girl.
"Kimahri choose whatever Yuna choose. If Yuna summoner, Kimahri guardian. Now, Yuna still has chocolate cake. Forget big decision today."
No one could argue with that. The pyreflies dispersed as though they had never appeared, and the chamber's lighting returned to its normal warm glow. Eagerly, everyone but the nun and the priest ran back outside, not wanting to miss out their share of Yuna's birthday cake and swimming at the beach.
At the end of a long, playful day, Yuna stared pensively out at the ocean sunset with Kimahri and Lulu by her side.
"I wonder what his name is?" She mumbled, curling her toes into the sand, daring her much-too-young heart to fall for someone she had never met.
"You won't know until you meet him. Those nuns can't tell you everything." Lulu responded, although she knew that she wasn't necessarily being asked.
"Hmm. I wish they could, but…." Yuna sighed, "I think I'm going to do it."
Kimhari looked down knowingly at his small companion, concern evident in his feral Ronso eyes.
"Can't you think about it just a little more, Yuna? It's a big step." Lulu asked.
"I promised father that I would follow my heart." She affirmed, " I want to be like him."
"Yuna do what Yuna must do." Kimahri reassured them, and himself.