A/N: Yeah, I know. I said this was a oneshot. But I also forgot to mention that I am liar. -grin- Seriously though, this was really was just a oneshot. This is more a side-chapter-type-thingy, and it's very short. The thing is, I heard this song a while back, and I thought, "Hey. That goes perfectly with that fic I wrote." Everytime I heard the song, I kept relating it to this, until finally I've just decided to go ahead and make a lil' song fic outta it. And bada-bing, bada-boom! Another chapter. Like I said though, it's short and sweet and to the point. After this, I swear I won't add anything else! I mean it!
Extra disclaimer: I did not write nor do I own the song 'Feels Like Home'.
--Yuna's Apology--
or
--The Second Chapter that Technically Shouldn't Exsist--
She was still on the beach, sitting down on the soft, white sand, watching the sun's vibrant colors of reds and yellows explode into the sky as it rose. Yuna should have returned back to the village long ago, but so many thoughts kept her busy, kept her wondering. She thought about what happend the night before, what she didn't know, what she didn't do. And she thought about what would have happend if she did things the other way, if she had brought him back, if he had been with her instead. She wondered if she messed up, if she was guilty. She wasn't sure. But she did feel that she owed Tidus something...an apology, maybe. Yes. She could do that, at least.
Titling her head back slightly, gazing up at the sky, Yuna sang.
"It's too late to talk to you," she sang, slowly and softly, "And it's too soon to say good-bye. Listen, where ever you may be: You still live inside my mind."
It was surprisng, how easily the words and the tune came to her.
"Something tells me that you are free again, In a place that feels like home."
Somewhere far behind her, someone called out, "Yunie!" It was Rikku, accompanied with Lenne, apparently coming to find her. Yuna just continued her song.
"It's never easy to understand..."
"Yunie! There you are!"
"...why memories hold our hand..." she whispered, her song tappering off as the two arrived.
"Mom! What are you still doing here? You've been gone for hours--"
"It's all right, Lenne. I just got a little caught up in my thoughts; long night and all. Sorry to worry you guys." Yuna stood up and smiled, dusting the sand off her clothes.
"If you think we're worried, wait 'til Wakka gets a hold of you," Rikku grinned.
"Oh, I know. I'm sorry. Let's go then."
"Are you all right, Mom? Did you...settle your thoughts?" Lenne asked, as the three of them walked back towards the village. Yuna paused for a moment, looking back at the beach behind her, then nodded. "...Yes."
'...but people let go.'
--FIN--
Yes, that is the whole song. It's called 'Feels Like Home', by No Need for a Name. (That's the band's name, regardless if they need it or not.) It's very short, but good and I reccomend you listen to it. The last line in italics follows after the "...why memories hold our hand..." part; sorry if that confused anyone.
And the song Yuna sang in the first chapter was...-drumroll, please-...Suteki Da Ne! (In English!) 10 points goes to CorspeBrideEmily for getting it right!
All righty then. This fic is now offically over. This time I'm telling the truth. I'm done! End of story, for real.