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[identity profile] electrumicity.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] bifolding
Title: One Song Glory
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIII
Pairing: Cid/Rygdea
Rating: PG
Notes: Just a random tiny drabble. Inspired by the song used for the title. Aka I was hitting shuffle on iTunes until I got something that inspired me.



He wasn't sure what he was going to leave in this world. How would he be remembered? Would he be remembered—was Cocoon even going to survive? If Barthandelus had his way, no, it wouldn't. However, if some mysterious miracle occurred, he wasn't sure how his name would go down in the history books, how people would regard the name "Cid Raines". He certainly wasn't a hero. Would he be revealed to be the monster he had become? A traitor?

Cid often tried his best not to think about it too hard, as it was a pointless and entirely unproductive train of thought. It wasn't going to change anything. Still, it cropped up in his mind regardless from time to time. Frustrating, really. He knew that he had more to worry about than his own name and legacy, but on top of his anguish of his part in perhaps destroying the world he loved came the sorrow of knowing that he wouldn't be leaving anything positive to it if it did survive.

A traitor. That was all he was, even if he was bound unwillingly to it.

"Hey. You're doin' it again."

Ah. And there he was.

"What do ya mean, 'What'? Ya know exactly what I'm talkin' about. I know that look. All...pensive and moody and shit. You're thinkin' morbidly."

He'd become entirely too easy to read.

"The hell with kissin' that frown off of your face. I'll kick it outta ya if you keep this up. C'mon, Cid."

He wished he could tell him. Rygdea deserved to know. But he couldn't.

"I'm not gonna bribe ya, damnit, if that's what you're goin' for. Just... Damnit. Smile for once."

The younger man was the only thing that made him truly smile.

"See? Not so hard. Now try makin' it a little more genuine. Maybe I will have to bribe ya... How's a home-cooked dinner sound?"

He was too good to him. Rygdea was his humanity.

"I knew you'd like that. Go read a book or somethin' and I'll get started on it."

He probably wasn't leaving anything good in the world after his death, but right now... Maybe he could at least leave one good thing in it, while he still could, while things still were the way they were. It wasn't going to last forever, but it would have to do for now.

"Love ya too."

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