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Fandom: FFX
Characters: Auron-centric
Written for [livejournal.com profile] stunt_muppet 's 2009 [livejournal.com profile] fandom_stocking

Never a father, but a parent to two teenagers.

The grim-faced guardian shook his head in mild disbelief as he watched the rest of the group make their way down the road, away from the banks of the Moonflow towards the stately trees of Guadosalam.

No, make that three teenagers, he silently amended as bubbling laughter drifted back from the newest guardian. He chuckled quietly to himself. This close to Guadosalam there would be few fiends about, so he let the children have their fun. There would be little enough time for it later.

"Something amusing, Sir Auron?" The black mage had fallen into step with him and was now regarding him with faint curiosity.

"Merely pondering how I seem to have acquired three children. Quite the feat for a former monk."

Lulu smiled faintly and kept walking with him in a companionable silence. He valued her presence on the journey for that reason alone. Khimari was the only other one to not have the need to fill every waking moment with sound.

He returned to his study of the teenagers ahead, while still keeping a wary eye on the bushes on the side of the road. It would not do to be surprised.

Yuna was Braska's daughter and every word, deed and intention proclaimed it. Oh, she inherited more than one green eye from Corrine; Yuna possessed an intuitive understanding of people that Braska never did, as well as an occasional flash of spontaneity and independent thought. He would need to foster that in the coming weeks. But the steely-eyed, relentless drive and unwavering faith? That was Braska all over again.

Tidus was Jecht's son, without a doubt. The boy possessed the same impulsiveness as his father, and occasionally, the same arrogance. Both were tempered somewhat in the son in a way they had not been in the father; Auron would like to think he had something to do with that. After all, he had spent the greater part of the last decade rearing the boy.

But Rikku - there was a child he would be proud to claim for his own. He had only met her father once, when he had accompanied Braska and Corrine. But the girl exhibited as much bravery and determination as he could ever wish for. Her unflagging good spirits lifted them all, even though he made a show of rolling his eyes at her teasing.

In truth, in the short time she had been with them, Rikku had become the second most important person on the Pilgrimage. Tidus still had no idea what was in store for Yuna, and Auron was inclined to keep it that way for the time being. But Rikku - one look in those swirling green eyes had told him she knew exactly what was going on and that she wasn't going to take it lying down.

He was counting on it. No one else stood a chance of swaying Yuna from prescribed course of self-sacrifice. He only hoped the Al-Bhed girl was up to the task.

Another wave of laughter came floating back, followed by Rikku herself, showing off some prize she had unearthed. Auron suppressed a smile. Of course she would be strong enough; he wouldn't have claimed her as his own, otherwise.

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