Notes: this is not my response to the lyric wheel. i'm a bit stuck on it for the moment, so i wrote this to try to kick my mind into gear. sorry. i'm almost finished with it and i'll post it as soon as i'm done!

and i forgot exactly how much it was you had to pay to get yojimbo. i think i got it right. this starts off in third person and ends in first from tidus' point of view.
feel free to hit me for my sucky titling skills.
this came to mind after reading Miracle Shining's 'Wandered Too Far.'

Disclaimer: i don't own them and i never will. reality sucks, ya?

Warnings: you know what yaoi is(two guys getting together)? well this is more of a shonen ai for now(only hints) but i'll fix it up fast. you don't like it? then don't read it cause i have no pity for you.

'Home Sweet Home'
by fairady

300000 gil. For the 'services' of an aeon.

"What a rip off."

Tidus supposed that it wouldn't really matter much since there was no where else to spend the money at. But 300000 really put a dent into the pocket. He supposed they could gain it back by fighting more spawn, but it was tedious work.

Everyone was tired as it was. The things in the cave were nothing to be taken lightly. They had gone into the cave at first light and had stumbled out just in time to watch the sun set.

Rikku lay in the same heap of limbs she had fallen into when they stopped. Lulu had sat down next to the young Al Bhed, probably to make sure she hadn't fainted, and hadn't gotten back up. Auron sat at the base of a broken pillar, with his eye closed, and appeared to be asleep. Yuna lay on a patch of grass sleeping, Kimahri sat next to her keeping silent watch.

"Dirty son of a shoopuff."

Tidus glanced to his side were Wakka had sprawled out. The older man grimaced as he stretched, probably still sore from their last fight.

"You say something?"

"Huh? Nah, I was just thinkin about somethin."

"Aren't we all." Tidus looked up at the stars that had come out. Still familiar and the same after a thousand years. The light whirring of insects filled the clearing. He felt alone and lost. Sometime tomorrow or the day after they would reach Zanarkand. The city that had been destroyed a thousand years ago. Nothing left but a pile of rubble and the spirits of those who would not leave it.

He would see his home.

"You ok?" Wakka's voice startled him. The older Guardian had turned his head and was watching Tidus. "You looked like you were a little lost, ya."

Tidus smiled slightly. "It's nothing. I was just thinking about how we'll be seeing Zanarkand soon."

"Your home, ya?" Tidus nodded wondering when Wakka had started to believe his past. Light brown eyes stared at him, studying his face. "Must be hard. You're wondering what you'll see there, ya?"

Tidus looked away. Hard headed as he was, Wakka was good at reading people when he wanted to. "I guess. I mean, I know that it's gone. Destroyed. I know that when we get there all we'll see is rubble. I know that the only things there'll be monsters. But..."

"But," Wakka sat up, resting one arm on his knee he looked down at Tidus. "You can't stop hoping that it's still there, ya? That it's not in rubble, that there's not only monsters there. You want to think that you're Zanarkand'll be there."

"Yeah." Tidus laughed softly. His vision blurred and he clenched his eyes shut to stop the tears from falling. "Stupid, right?"

A warm arm wormed it's way under his neck, pulling him up as the other circled his back. Tidus buried his face into Wakka's neck, shaking as he lost control of the tears.

"Nah, I don't think it's stupid. I don't think it's stupid at all."

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I was such a case of nerves. I cried the whole night. Man, I don't think I've done that since the day my mom died. I felt like such a wuss. But Wakka didn't mind. He just held me the whole night telling me it was alright.

I dozed off just before the sun rose. Wakka woke me up a few hours later. We talked a little more before the others woke up. I almost fell asleep again. My head resting against his chest, and I could feel his heart beat. It was comforting.

I didn't want to move, but we had to leave. Zanarkand was just ahead of us, and scared as I was we had to go there.

it's screaming for another chapter. i know it. with my luck it'll hit at work when i'm surrounded by customers or when i next try to finish my lyric wheel fic. wakka's pretty ooc for this.
as you've no doubt noticed by now i spent all my time in english grammar classes with my head comfortably pillowed on a desk next to a pool of drool. i don't think i did too bad.