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Title: Daughter and Son
Characters: Yuna, Jecht
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Rating: PG
Summary: Yuna tries to get to know her father's newest guardian, with limited success.
Notes: Inspired by the bit in the game where Yuna tells Tidus that Jecht showed her the Jecht Shot when she was a little girl.



Yuna eyed her father’s newest guardian with great interest. The neighbors had whispered that her father had lost his mind again, accepting a second guardian of questionable sanity. The young girl was largely ignored, and the gossip in her neighborhood in Bevelle reached her ears almost too easily.

“Are you crazy like Ms. Tilla upstairs says?” she asked the new guardian curiously. “She says my daddy’s a traitor to Yevon. Are you a traitor, too?”

Jecht looked at the seven-year old girl suspiciously. Children had always been a mystery to him, and Braska’s daughter was no exception. They would be spending a day in Bevelle before taking a ship to Besaid to begin the long summoner’s pilgrimage. Auron and Braska had ventured off to find food fit to make a meal for the four of them to share that evening. Braska wanted everything to be just right for what would probably be the last evening meal he would share with his young daughter.

Yuna had wanted to go with her father, but Braska worried for her safety, knowing that he and his guardians were all still considered failures to the fayth. He wanted to spare her the insults and verbal grief sure to greet Braska once he and Auron entered the market square. More than anything, he wanted his little girl to be a child for as long a possible.

So Jecht, just freed from his cell in Bevelle and not fit to wander around town, was given the ever-important task of watching little Yuna. Although he didn’t quite see it that way. Yuna was seven and asked too many questions for her own good as far as he was concerned.

“Too many questions, kid,” said Jecht, leaning back against the chair in the living room of the small first-floor apartment. “Can’t you go play with someone your own age?”

“Most of the neighbors won’t let me play with ‘em,” Yuna replied. She climbed up on the sofa and scooted next to Jecht. “They don’t like me or my daddy.”

“Oh,” replied Jecht, surprised. His son might’ve been a twerp, but at least the boy always had friends over. Too many some days as far as Jecht was concerned.

“They don’t like my daddy because he married my mama,” Yuna continued, unaware that Jecht had spoken. “That’s why my Uncle Cid doesn’t talk to us much either. But daddy says that my mama loved me very much. She gave me my green eye. Can you see it?” Yuna leaned even closer to Jecht, pointing at her one green eye. “Isn’t it pretty?”

“Real nice,” answered Jecht. “The blue eye’s from Braska, then?”

“Yep!” Yuna smiled. “I’m special ‘cause I got two different colored eyes. I can see the world in two different per-per- ways, says my daddy. My daddy is the best.”

“Your dad’s not too bad,” agreed Jecht. “He got me out of that cell, so I guess that makes him pretty good in my books.”

“My daddy is the best!” Yuna’s eyes grew serious, and she leaned over and gave Jecht a very fierce hug. “He’s gonna go away and save the world and I won’t get to see him anymore. So you gotta take good care of him, promise?”

Surprised, Jecht found himself nodding. “Sure, kid, sure.”

“My name’s not kid. It’s Yuna!” She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. “Yuna. It means moon! And I was named after the great Yunalesca!”

“Okay, fine, Yuna,” corrected Jecht. “Anyway, back in Zanarkand, I gotta kid about your age.”

“Oh really? What’s his name? What does he look like? Is he nice like you?” Yuna curled up next to Jecht, a bit of a spark returning to her eyes.

“Slow down, ki—er, Yuna.” Jecht tried not to feel too awkward about the girl currently clinging to his side. It reminded him a little too much about the boy back in Zanarkand who used to do that, before Jecht pushed him away one time too many.

“Well, start! I wanna know,” Yuna was impatient, and Jecht wondered if she’d ever learn to outgrow that. He doubted his kid ever would.

“Well, he’s named Tidus. And he’s about your height, with brown hair and brow—er, blue eyes, and I guess he’s nice. He cries a whole lot, though. Over every little thing,” said Jecht.

“Aw, is Tidus sad?” asked Yuna. “I’d like to meet him. Maybe we can play with my dolls and I’ll help him feel less sad. Or we can play house. I’ll be the mama. He can be the daddy and act like mine does!”

“So, Yuna, have you heard of blitzball?” Jecht wanted to steer the conversation away from Zanarkand as much as possible.

“Yeah!” Yuna grinned. “They play at the stadium in Luca all the time. I like Psyches best, ‘cause Daddy said that was Mama’s favorite team.”

“I play blitzball, best player on the Zanarkand Abes!” gloated Jecht. “I bet your dad and Sir Stuffy aren’t gonna be back for another hour or two. Wanna go outside and let me show you a move or two of mine?”

“Really?” Yuna’s breathless excitement was contagious.

“Sure, and afterward, we can get ice cream. You know of an ice cream place around here?” Jecht was feeing inspired.

“Yeah! There’s one just two streets over. They make the best chocolate chip cookie dough. With sprinkles,” gushed little Yuna. She leapt off the sofa, grabbing Jecht’s hand and leading him to the door. “Come on! Show me! Show me!”

As the two left the apartment together, Jecht wondered if fatherhood would be easier if he had been given a daughter instead of well, Tidus.

Date: 2009-03-25 09:19 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] dreamer1789.livejournal.com
Jecht wondered if fatherhood would be easier if he had been given a daughter instead of well, Tidus. Yeah right! XD She hasn't hit puberty yet, Jecht.

It's sweet - hope you don't mind a bit of concrit.

Anyways, I like chibi!Yuna's pushy and cuddly side. ^_^ *pats Tidus over Jecht's latest remark*

Date: 2009-03-25 07:23 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] pearlrose86.livejournal.com
Contrit is good!

My experience with 7 year olds is limited by the subbing I've done lately, but re-reading it, I think you do make a good point. I wanted to convey little Yuna as sad, maybe almost unsure about what the threats mean -- kinda like she's parroting back what the gossipy neighbors say. But she is probably old enough to understand some of it -- kids are smarter than what most adults give them credit for. Maybe I'll tweak it a little more later.

But thanks for the comment -- maybe I wasn't as clear as I'd wanted to be. I'm still a bit new at writing for final fantasy. And feedbaack is always useful.

Jecht is generally not know to think ahead that much. :P

Tidus had it rough as a kid, just going over the canon stuff... the poor guy. I'm impressed by his still-sunny personality.

Date: 2009-03-25 10:21 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] dreamer1789.livejournal.com
I wanted to convey little Yuna as sad, maybe almost unsure about what the threats mean - kinda like she's parroting back what the gossipy neighbors say. Don't worry, the parroting part was obvious. ^^ It's the sad part that didn't really come through, but I'm positive that's a quick fix.

I'm still a bit new at writing for final fantasy. Totally understandable

Jecht is generally not know to think ahead that much. Lol, true. Now we know where Tidus got it from. ^^

I'm impressed by his still-sunny personality. *nods* I think - just speculating here - that at first it was like a defense mechanism. Maybe even to cheer his mother up while the 'jerk' was away. And then it grew into a habit...or something. *hides*

Anyway, looking forward to the next drabble! XD

Date: 2009-03-28 06:00 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] pearlrose86.livejournal.com
I'm still not quite sure how to tweak the line -- do you have any suggestions? :D

...No, definitely not. Tidus gets that trait honestly. Although he'd never admit to having something in common with his father!

Oooh, I like the way you think. Tidus might've kept the smile on as a way to keep his mother happy. He did seem to care for his mother, and she loved Jecht to bits and pieces... I think you just bred me a bunny!

Oh, thank you for reading! ♥

Date: 2009-03-28 03:39 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] dreamer1789.livejournal.com
Suggestions? Hm, difficult. ^^; Maybe by expanding the sentence a bit? And/or 'showing' Yuna's expression as she recounts this. It might help dampen the happy, bouncing feeling (like, I read this, and I get this impression of Yunie as - you know those little kids, the not shy ones, who - when a stranger, acquaintance of parent, comes over - will just latch onto the unsuspecting adult and start rambling about everything and anything? ^^ ) That is the sort of feeling I get with this, even though I can tell from what she says that it isn't supposed to be taken happy-joy-joy. So the problem in stretching the phase out is that it might clash with how young she is. Although, if I remember correctly, @ 7 my nephew could string a whole bunch of short phrases together. Lol, if I ever think of writing for real, I'll have to read up on (child)psychology. ^^;

Anyway, yay for the bunnies! XD Never resist a plot-bunny, they have the habit of growing, multiplying, digging and i doing so undermining you whole property mind if you do. ^^

Date: 2009-03-28 03:54 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] pearlrose86.livejournal.com
Okay, I'll mull it over a little today.

I totally get the impression that she was a generally happy and relatively outgoing child, and the death of her father and subsequent shuffling around that she gets afterward sort of changes her into the Yuna we all know and love at the start of X.

Seven year olds would be about in first or second grade, and I think that Yuna is probably a bright cookie on that end. So she's probably reading herself by then, which makes it easier for her to string together more complex sentences and the like.

Maybe not strangers, but when Jecht is introduced as her father's newest guardian, Yuna is probably just overcome with curiosity. She knows enough to get that her father's guardians are really important, even though she might not get all the implications of the why -- like Braska dying, I don't think dawned on her until after it happened, when Spira was celebrating in the streets. I think the game touches on that a little.

...bunnies are terribly evil. In addition to the Tidus one, now I want to write something exploring Yuna's relationship with Kimahri. Maybe I can work the two in together into a longer piece.

Date: 2009-03-28 04:14 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] dreamer1789.livejournal.com


now I want to write something exploring Yuna's relationship with Kimahri. *Kimahri nods* Yuna good pup.

Maybe I can work the two in together into a longer piece. Oh, longer pieces are always good too. XD You mean, like paralleling their childhood?

Date: 2009-03-28 04:21 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] pearlrose86.livejournal.com
Bunnies! I had a fondness for bunnies before they became plot bunnies...then they got mean. D<

Something like that -- sort of exploring the life both of them had after their fathers left. I think doing a parallel piece would be interesting. They reacted to their father's disappearing in different ways, but the similarities are still present.

Yuna loved her father -- and had no mother, either. Tidus was almost glad to see his father go -- and saddened by the shell of a mother he was stuck with. Yuna knew her parents were dead. Tidus wasn't so sure, although his mother's spirit was definitely dead.

There's a lot that could come out of it, I'm thinking.

I'm also dabbling with an idea that makes Rikku and Tidus distant cousins on their mother's side -- again something that could be plausible, and it'd be fun to explore.

Date: 2009-03-28 05:15 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] dreamer1789.livejournal.com
I'm also dabbling with an idea that makes Rikku and Tidus distant cousins on their mother's side. Hm, that would be interesting. So that would make Tidus like an ancestor of the Al Bhed? XD (With them, I always wondered about the cool pupils...Right, sorry, irrelevant.)

Wonders about possible interaction between chibi!Tidu and Kimahri...Lol, or rather lack thereof.



^^;;;; Yeah, that wouldn't work. Shutting up now.

Date: 2009-03-28 05:24 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] pearlrose86.livejournal.com
Well, I did say I was working out the kinks. Also? 1000+ years should surely be enough time to sufficiently work out genetic kinks. I would hope! Maybe I can work the eyes into some cool kind of origin-story for the Al Bhed. :P

That is all kinds of adorable. Sure, it's not entirely plausible.... but cute story is cute!! Oh, if Kimahari had been given Tidus to raise -- and Yuna had been watched over by Auron instead... oh my. The possibilities.

Date: 2009-08-20 04:39 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] auronlu.livejournal.com
ext_79737: (Yuna Serene)
Ooh, I'm adding you!

I discovered your comments on [livejournal.com profile] owlmoose's LJ, pursued you here, and headed for an FFX fic because it's my headspace. (I am the insane person who compiled the FFX Complete Script because I love all the backstory of the minor characters).

Annnyway. enough on me.

This?

A great scenefic. It answers a difficult question: if Braska grabbed Jecht right before leaving, why did Jecht have time to show Yuna his blitzball moves -- when did they have the leisure for him to hang out?

It also says something about Braska's trust or instincts about Jecht that he was willing to leave his daughter with the man.

Thought:

"He wanted to spare her the insults and verbal grief sure to greet Braska once he and Auron entered the market square. More than anything, he wanted his little girl to be a child for as long a possible."

Braska seems a little careless, in general, about the impression he's leaving on Yuna -- he wants to spare the world grief, but he's going to die, and here, you have him wanting to spare Yuna an afternoon of abuse, when he's soon going to be gone so she'll have to face that kind of teasing alone.

That sort of blindness is Braska's flaw in the game, IMO, so it fits.

The nitpicker side of me raised an eyebrow when Jecht mentioned his son, even named him. 10 years later, Yuna remembers the Sublime Jecht Shot and his description of the stadium. I'd think she'd never forget Jecht saying he had a son (maybe close to her age)! if that's almost the only thing she'd heard about him. It would then be odd if she didn't tell Tidus, "Your father told me about you!"

However, I don't wish to nitpick, I simply don't wish to leave a boring, "Wow, this is great! I really enjoyed it!" But that is also true, so I leave it there.

And I friend you.

So there. :)

Welcome to the fandom. I, too, arrived years after everyone else, and hate the "I missed the heyday of FFX fanfic!" feeling!

Date: 2009-09-10 10:00 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] pearl-rose.livejournal.com
Nitpicking is Just Fine. <3 I dabble in and out with FFX, because I love the game so very much, but FFIX is my true home. However, it's a tiny home, so I have no guilt about venturing in and out of other FF fandoms!

I'm due for a replay of FFX and FFX-2 soon, and this fic I wrote sort of on a whim, which probably explains why it's all over the place. FFX is still pretty new to me, and I'm still -really- new at writing fic (woe be my tenses as of late), so I'm sure the quality is pretty up and down when it comes to things.

But thank you so, so much for reading and offering me such nice feedback. I've added you back, and my fic updates are kind of up and down (and all over the place), but it's always nice to see new faces!

Date: 2009-09-10 10:02 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] pearl-rose.livejournal.com
Ooops. Almost forgot to say. I might go ahead and add you on my personal journal, [livejournal.com profile] pearlrose86, if it is OK with you? I can always use more FF fans on it, and besides, it's fun to talk about the different games in the series with others. It's what's inspired me to write fic for these things in the first place. ^^

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