Unsent and Unseen

Unsent and Unseen
Part two
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Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or Gundam Wing. I sure wish I did though. They both would be a lot dirtier and a lot more homosexual. (Saying “gayer” there sounded stupid.) I make no money or profits off of my fanfiction. I just get pure enjoyment and sometimes a cookie.
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Gypsy: Sorry for the long pause in updating. Being in final year of college is really starting to take it’s tole on me and my hair. It’s turning gray! So, sorry about the little spur of the moment sabbatical. I swear, I will finish this fic.

Enjoy!

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“Trowa’s gonna flip.” Duo said laughing.
“Who’s Trowa?” Yuna asked.
“Well.” Auron said removing his eye glasses. “He’s my son.”
“You’re what?” Tidus asked. He couldn’t believe this. His mentor, the man who had practically adopted him had done the same abandonment thing that Jecht had done all those years ago.
“My son. Actually, Trowa’s about your age, Tidus.” Auron said.
“These guys aren’t very quick are they?” Duo asked slumping against the prayer post put into the center of town.
“You calling us stupid or something?” Wakka asked. “We’re just surprised, ya know. We didn’t know Sir Auron even had a family. Let alone a son.”
“Are you Sit Auron now?” Duo asked. “They didn’t tell us that.”
“Tell you, who? What are you talking about?” Auron asked Duo.
“When you went to Zanarkand, and didn’t come back. After we heard of Sin’s defeat at the hands of Braska we knew he was dead. You didn’t come home though. One day, men came from Bevelle. They brought some things to Leia in your honor.” The sarcasm dripped off of Duo’s tongue. “They made some big speech about sacrifice in the name of Spira. All a bunch of bull-shit if you ask me.” Duo walked up to his uncle looking him square in the eye with a wisdom that you wouldn’t predict from his goofing around and jokes. “But they never called you Sir Auron. Just Guardian to High Summoner Braska or Auron.”
“When did you get so observant? Last time I saw you, you didn’t know when your socks matched.” Auron said softly. It was a slight challenge but one said with nostalgia.
“I knew they didn’t match. I just didn’t care.” Duo said flipping his braid over one shoulder and walking toward the white house picking up wood as he went.
“Why is it different?” Auron asked.
‘What’s different?” Duo asked. “The village or us?”
“Both I guess.”
“Can you guess? Sin came.” Duo said softly picking up another stick. “It destroyed everything. We sent for help from Bevelle, but it never came. They left us to die on our own. They never even sent someone to check to the temple.”
“There’s a temple here?” Yuna asked. “I thought you said there is no fayth here.”
“There isn’t, it’s empty.” Auron said. “Just a shell left behind.”
“It may be a shell but it’s still important. I mean if you believe in this religion so much, Uncle. You should be just as mad as we are. We may not believe in it much, but this shell of a religion is all we got left here.” Duo seemed awfully upset for not believing in it much.
“Duo. Where’s Leia?” Auron asked. “She should be here by now.”
“You don’t want to know.”
“Duo. Where’s my wife?” The group stared again. Auron had a wife. A woman he had pledged his life too. And he obviously cared about her. You could see it in his eyes and hear it in his voice.
“She’s dead Auron. Almost all of your friends are.”
“Your Aunt and Father?”
“Same day.”
“The Sin Attack.”
“Yes. It was my revelation that some time’s Mondays are just bad.” Duo turned inside the house. “Are you staying? Or walking another summoner to their death?” He closed the screen door but Auron knew he could still hear him.
“I’m doing what I can Duo.” he said. “For you and for Yevon.”
“You mean, what’s left of it!” Duo yelled and Auron heard his footsteps move away hard and fast. Duo walked like his father. He walked like Auron did. Heavy, as if he carried the world on his shoulders.
Auron turned to the group and looked at them. Tidus and Yuna looked confused, Rikku; had this look of awe on her face as she observed Auron and the surroundings. Wakka; frankly still looked pissed that they were even there. But Lulu, she just looked at him. Without anything. She looked the same as always. Thank Yevon for small wonders, Auron always did like familiarity.
“Hey, where did Kimahri go?” Yuna asked. “He was right here a second ago.”
“Kimahri always looks for a water source before he does anything. He must be at the spring.” Auron sighed and walked through the square toward it. He looked around at the town he had grown up in as a child. All the buildings were different but the smells and sounds were still the same. Auron passed by a young man stepping out of the large watch tower. He had blue eyes and wild hair. Auron knew it was Jay’s boy. He could see it in the posture. But Heero said nothing. He just walked by Auron and others just staring with his hand on his sword. Heero entered Duo’s house, but made no verbal sounds.
“This place is kinda creepy.” Rikku said. “No wonder, you turned out so quiet.”
“It didn’t used to be this quiet.” Auron said. “I don’t know what happened.”
“Sin can do that.” Lulu said. “Sometimes, people and places never recover from attacks. It’s sad but it does happen.”
“Yeah, but what I don’t understand is why you didn’t tell us about this place. I mean, you could have said. By the way, I have a family, but I never see them and I want to. Were you just a coward all these years Auron? Is that why you were with me?” Tidus asked.
“I was with you because I made a promise.”
“And what about your own promises to your own family. To your kid?” he asked.
“Promises to the dead, mean more then to the living.” Auron said. “He’ll understand. Trowa was always much more rational then Trowa. More then anyone I’ve ever known.”
They turned the bend when they heard a shriek of a large bird.
“Valefor?” Yuna asked. “That sounds like an aeon. Where is it coming from?”
“Sounds like the river.” Auron started but he never finished his thought as someone yelled “DUCK!” from in front of them. The group reacted and fell to the ground. A large whoosh of cold air hit there backs and lungs and as Auron looked up he saw a very large bird land in the middle of the road. It was not a Valefor. It was darker in coloring with icy blue underbelly. Its face was different and its beak was pointier. It also held the body of a coyote which it was currently munching down.
“Iago!” a voice rang out. A small bodied young man took a leap and stabbed his staff into the ground swinging on it one full rotation before landing on his feet. “Dismiss, now!” He spun his staff in full rotation until the aeon like bird dropped its meal, make a cooing sound and disappeared into thin air.
“Are you alright?” it asked from down the road. “I’m sorry if he frightened you.” The figure came up to the group. Tidus was first on his feet and he helped Yuna up slowly. Auron felt the person smooth hand help him up. “I’m really sorry- Oh my god.” Auron looked at him. He was small in height but not weak by any standards. He had blonde hair, skin so pale it rivaled Lulu’s complexion and a set of blue eyes. “You’re Sir Auron.”
“Yes, and who might you be?” Auron took this time to adjust his sword and remove the road dust from his jacket.
“I’m Quatre.”
Quatre was not dressed simply as Duo had been. In fact, he wore a summoner’s robe of many colors only it was open to reveal the clothing underneath. This was something not usually done by orthodox summoners.
“You’re not from here.” Yuna said. “You have a summoner’s staff. Unless, the temple is not a shell, you wouldn’t have one.”
“No, I’m from Bevelle originally.” he said.
“Are you on pilgrimage too, ya?” Wakka asked.
“No.” Quatre said. “Forgive me, Lady Yuna but I’m afraid I quit some time ago.”
“Do you know me?” Yuna asked.
“Only of, not in any actual sense of the word. My Father was a master in the temples when your father was on his pilgrimage. I met him, he was a good man.” Quatre said. “I met you too, Sir Auron.”
“You’re Maester Winner’s son.” he said. “How is your father dealing with your quitting?”
“He’s dead.” he said rather coldly. “Sorry you had to hear it from me. If you liked him you might have wanted to hear it from someone who actually cared.”
“Quatre!!!!” A voice called. “Where are you and that damn bird?” There was a whistle but different of the one Tidus had taught Yuna.
“Is that?” Auron asked. He had been adjusting his belt and dropped it on the ground. He also dropped his sword and his pack as he moved toward that voice. He heard Quatre whistle back.
“What is it?” the blonde asked Yuna.
“He’s looking for his son.” she said. “Do you know him?”
“Trowa?” Quatre asked.
“Yes.” Yuna said earnestly.
“Know him? I’m sleeping with him.” Quatre said, his smile turning wicked, lost in a memory. Everyone’s faces paled at the thought of a former summoner in bed with another man. Except for Lulu who surprisingly smiled a grin more wicked then Quatre’s. Quatre turned toward the street and Auron. A tall figure came up the drive and came into view.
The young man was tall with a head of thick brown hair swept over one eye. His pants were brown and tanned from something that looked like Cerberus suede. His shirt was a dark blue and opened at the neck and his upper body had on a half jacket to protect the right arm and chest with a black shelling. His left arm was bared to only a sleeve and some bracelets. A sword was sheathed at that side. He walked up the road looking at Quatre and then his vision switched and he stopped.
Trowa stared at the figure in the road. He knew him, knew that face, if just barely. He moved closer, keeping his eyes on him. It hit him like a ton of clay blocks in the chest. He felt his heart swell with his eyes. His vision changed over to Quatre who was standing there, smiling at him with all of heaven in his eyes. He looked over at the man again.
It was his Dad.
Trowa did something he hadn’t done outside of bed for a long time. He smiled.

End of part 2