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[gone_byebye]

The door opens, as has happened so many times before, onto a grey-walled alley. Ray pokes his head out and looks around. "Okay," he says. "We should be all right- come on out, guys."

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[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"It's a spring," she says. "Only it isn't springy."

This is fascinating, obviously.

Reluctantly, she sets it back on the shelf; it doesn't seem like it would be as much fun without the flat planes and sharp angles of this world. Maybe if she could take it back to the steps in Kilika.

(But then she's never going back to Kilika, and now she steps a little faster and grabs something up at random.)



It's the exact opposite of a ball.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"That's, uh--what's it do?"

He's blinking at it.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"I don't know if it does anything," she says, curious herself.

It's a cube, and every side is a different color.

When she's turning it over in her hands, one of the layers rotates. "Oh!"

She peers at the art on the tag, ignoring the tiny and eye-blurring print. "I think it's a puzzle?"

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"Like in the temples?"

Huh.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

She giggles. "Well, it's a little smaller!"

"I think you scramble it up," she says, her hands moving and clicking and clacking, "and then you have to--" click, click clack "--oh dear."

Click click clack click clack.

"Well, now we have to buy it!"

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

He's grinning.

"Okay. And hey, maybe you could say that was a gift from someone along the road, if anyone asks where you got it."

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

She scratches the plastic finish with a fingernail, thoughtful. "Mm-hm. And I think I could hide it in my sleeves, anyway. It's small."

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"You could probably hide half the bar in your sleeves."

Tidus is grinning entirely too widely.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

She sticks her tongue out (again), then blushes bright red and puts it away, turning on her heel towards the front of the store and the cashiers.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

Tidus--

is not at all thinking a thing about Yuna's tongue, because that would be very disrespectful and also, giant kittyman would eat him.

...Okay, mostly giant kittyman would eat him.

He follows her, ball still bouncing, and gets rung up--and manages to pay with a minimum of problems--before they're back on the street.






And now he doesn't know what to say again.

Dammit.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

Yuna is not thinking about anything dirty; just about that stupid waitress.

She is also thinking about how the middle pieces never move, though.

Click clack clack.

"I guess we better see if we can find Ray," she says wistfully. "Did you have a good time?"

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

Yuna's narration previously was the one pointing out how cute she is, we would just like to remind everyone.

Tidus is mostly watching her, not the cube, for a minute, before he remembers that answering is polite.

"Oh! Yeah." And he's grinning widely as he nudges her shoulder with his. "Almost like being, well. Home."

It's only a little wistful, and it's not really almost like it, but it's close.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

Home, again.

Home is a fluid concept.

Yuna opens her mouth, maybe to say that, maybe not, but changes gears when a figure moving through the crowds and sleet catches her eye. "Oh, there's Ray!"

She drops the cube into her pocket. "I had a good time, too," she says confidentially, and takes his hand again.