FFX: Braska/Yuna's mother

Date: 2008-02-18 01:14 am (UTC)
They had slipped onto the salvage ship just before dawn, bribing the captain to look the other way; now, some hours later, they were far enough away from shore that Braska felt secure enough to come up on the deck. His wife stood alone at the rail, staring off in the direction of Bikanel, its sandy coast a golden sliver in the distance.

His wife. Thinking those words still gave him a shiver of joy, along with stab of sadness at all she'd given up for him. He came up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I'm sorry," he murmured.

She shook her head. "It's not your fault my brother is a stubborn old bigot who won't listen to a word I say."

"Still." He sighed into her strawberry-blond hair, its familiar desert-clean scent already tinged with salt from the sea-spray. "I'm sorry it had to be this way, that we had to leave without his blessing, that I've taken you from your home to live among strangers."

She turned around and looked up at him with a smile. "No regrets, okay? I knew what I was doing when I said yes. Besides, it doesn't matter. Wherever we end up, I'll be home. Home is where you are." Laying a palm lightly on his cheek, she pulled him into a kiss, her mouth warm and sweet on his as he ran one hand down her back and tangled the other into her hair, and he knew that they were going home together.
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