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Anyway, this chapter is kind of different than any of the other chapters in this story (or any of my other stories for that matter), because you'd expect this chapter to follow suit with the Yuna/Tidus point of view pattern, which it does for a very large portion of this chapter, but towards the end, it'll begin switching between them, starting with Tidus. But to help you differentiate the different perspectives, I'll notify you right before they change. Okay? Okay. Here I go.


Well done, Yuna.

So you found me?

I thought as much. And to be honest, I'm not very surprised.

But how? Whatever she used that lead her to me, it was pretty damn good. Yuna was always inquisitive, and usually found herself getting caught in other people's affairs.

But what did surprise me, what that it took her longer than I thought it would take her. I was expecting her to come find me a week after I left at most. At least she didn't take two years. She was really quick to respond to these kinds of situations. Hold on- I should take that back, because rarely do these kinds of situations ever happen.

We stayed silent for quite some time. We never took our eyes off each other. The only sounds that came out of us were our breaths.

Finally, after five, long, torturous minutes, Yuna spoke up.

"What's wrong, Tidus-kun? You forgot your manners in Tokyo?"

I snapped out of my silence. I raised an eyebrow, not understanding her.

"Huh?" I asked stupidly.

She shook her head, smiling.

"You're not going to let me in?" she asked again, dumbing down the sentence for me.

"Oh… Oh! Of course!" I stepped to the side and let her into the room.

"May I take your backpack?" I asked her courteously. It's been quite some time since we last talked, so I didn't really know how to approach her, so I figured politeness was a good way to do so.

She smiled at me and handed me her book bag. I took it and slung it over my back. For someone who was traveling- intercontinentally no less- it seemed rather light.

"This is all you brought? Or are bell boys coming up with more stuff?" I asked her, who was looking out of the windows to the view of San Diego Bay.

"No, that's it." She replied without looking back at me. "I figured that this trip would take no more than a weekend."

I nodded and slumped on a nearby sofa. I opened up her larger pocket and dug through clothes and toiletries, and then found a small stuffed bear. I pulled it out, and I smiled at it.

"Aww, you brought Tidy-bear!" I exclaimed warmly.

Once when Yuna was fifteen, she fell sick with a bad fever. She was bed-ridden for a whole week, and I was beginning to worry for her. She seemed so ill and miserable, that I went out to buy her a small teddy bear with all the yen I had at the time. When I gave it to her, she was so happy that it was worth staying broke for a couple of days. She even gave it his own name: Tidy-bear. She said she came up with it by combining two things about me: the pet name she gave me, "Tidy," and "bear," since I, and I'm quoting her on this, "cuddle like a bear cub."

"Yep," she replied. She took a seat next to me, and ran her fingers through my hair.

"It was so that I had something to hold onto on the plane."

I chuckled softly. "So how was the plane ride here?" I asked.

She raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Ehh…" she simply said. I laughed at that.

"But I have to say that it was better than expected. The movie could've been better… I was uncomfortable sleeping sitting up… And the food…"

We turned to each other and said simultaneously:

"What is up with that stuff?"

We laughed heartily for a minute, and then it slowly died down.

I shifted in my seat uncomfortably. I glanced at her, and watched her run her hands up and down her bare legs as if she was trying to warm herself up.

"Are you cold?" I asked her. "I can get you a jacket if you want…"

She waved her hand, declining my offer.

"No thanks."

I nodded and silence fell upon us once again.

After a while, she turned to me.

"Since you've been here longer than I have…" she started. "Would you mind showing me around the city?"

I looked at her, raising an eyebrow.

"Tidus-kun, show me a good time. Just like you used to do in Tokyo..."

"You're not feeling jet lagged or anything?" I asked.

She shook her head. "Nope. I slept the entire flight."

I thought about it for a few seconds, and then I made my decision.

"Of course, Yuna-chan. I'd love to."

She beamed widely and hugged me tightly.


I let Yuna take a shower in my bathroom, and while I waited, I laid on the bed, pondering what had happened in the past hour.

Her coming here was very different from what I first thought.

Honestly, the first thing I thought she'd do was slap me across the face. Very, very hard. Then, she'd yell at me for leaving her, shrieking at the top of her lungs, creating a hellish uproar that would send even Satan himself on a run for his money. She'd hit me, and pound me, and beat me, taking five months on anguish and anger out on my being.

Good thing she didn't; I'd have to pay the hotel to get my blood shampooed out of their carpet.

First Person- Yuna

I scrubbed my body with soap, mulling over the past hour's events.

I know what you're thinking.

Everything seems rather anti-climatic, and that you were expecting me to blow up right in Tidus' face. Don't get your hopes up just yet; let me fill you up in what I'd do to him.

First of all, I'll give him a hard, forceful slap across his face. Then, I'll push him into the wall, yelling at him for what a stupid and thoughtless thing he did. I'd yell, I'd scream and I'd created such a hellish uproar that would send even Satan on a run for his money. Finally, I'd take out five months- five long, dreary, empty months of anger out on him. I'd beat him so badly; he'll have to pay the hotel to get his blood shampooed out of the carpet.

But I'm saving that for later. I wouldn't want to start this trip off on the wrong foot, no pun intended. I made Tidus promise me that he'd show me a good time, exposing me to everything San Diego has to offer. Then, when we get back, I'll begin my tantrum.

First Person- Tidus

About fifteen minutes later, Yuna came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body, drying her hair with the hotel's hairdryer.

"Hey, you," Yuna said to me, smiling, turning the hairdryer off.

I looked up at her, and waved. "It took you long enough," I replied.

She scowled playfully. "Whatever. I take the same amount of time in the shower just as much as you do."

I scoffed. "Yeah, right! What is it with women and the dumb need to take hours beautifying themselves just to get the mail or something?"

"Hey, it may be dumb, but at least we look sexxxayyyy!"

And with that, a flashback came to mind.

"Did you know you cuddle in your sleep?" Yuna told me.

"I do not," I snapped back, refusing to accept the fact that I do such a thing.

"Men don't cuddle," I added, feigning arrogance.

She rolled her eyes in annoyance. "What is it with men and that dumb macho attitude?"

"Hey, it may be dumb, but at least we have our pride."

I smiled at the memory.

Yuna got out some clothes from her backpack and turned to me.

"Now, I'm gonna change, so you're gonna have to shoo for the moment."

I frowned slightly. "Does that mean I can't watch?"

She laughed at my remark. She pointed to the double doors with the hairdryer. "Out."

I got off the bed and held my hands up defensively. "Okay, okay! Just don't blow-dry me to death or something.

She laughed harder and I left the room, closing the doors behind me.

I took a seat on the sofa and turned on the television, changing the channel to MTV.

After watching a few music videos, Yuna came out of the bedroom, dressed in a white tube top that only covered her breasts, exposing her toned stomach, and a matching mini skirt that went down to her lower thigh. Her chocolate highlighted brown hair went straight down, and some of it partially covered her left eye. Her make up was very subtle- as far as a guy knows anyway- and it complimented her skin color.

I wolf whistled loudly, eyeing her up and down, taking in her beauty.

She giggled and sat next to me, and slipped on a pair of four-inch stiletto heels.

I gave her with an 'are-you-crazy' look when I saw her choice of footwear.

"You're not actually gonna wear those, are you?" I asked.

She looked up at me and nodded. "Uh huh."

"I'm telling you- you're gonna end up in pain by the end of the night."

She scoffed and tucked her hair behind her ear. "You're the one that influenced me to come out of my "wet blanket" self and be more outgoing with my appearance!"

"Well, yeah, but…" I started, scratching my head. "Don't you think you should have chosen something less… high?"

She laughed quietly. "Well, these shoes are the only ones that match with this ensemble."

"Here we go," I lamented. "Another one of those girl things I'll never understand."

She giggled and pushed me softly.

"Don't you own anything other than stilettos?" I asked.

"Yeah, but anything that isn't elevated literally hurts my feet. You've seen me around the house- I'm always tip-toeing when I walk barefoot."

She was right. As long as I have known her, Yuna always tip-toed when she was barefoot. It was like she was permanently wearing a pair of invisible heels. Yuna was very girly like that, I guess. While little girls around us played with Raggedy Ann dolls, Yuna would only play with Barbies.

"And the thing about my shoes are," Yuna continued, "Is that they always hurt." She chuckled.

"Then why the hell do you wear them?"

"Hey, if they look good…" Yuna replied.

I raised an eyebrow. "So let me get this straight: you'd wear six-inch stiletto heels, even though you know that it'll be hell in those shoes, but for the sake of looking good?"

She smiled. "Now you finally understand! Keep that up, and you'll understand girls in no time!"

We both got up at the same time. In those heels, the top of Yuna's head was at my eye level. When she has no shoes on- and when she's not tip toeing, I'm usually a head taller than her.

We both walked over to the door, I opened it, and I motioned for her to go first.

"My lady," I said to her in an English accent. She giggled and stepped out of the suite, and I followed suit, closing and locking the door behind me.


I led her to the hotel's parking lot. Here's something productive I did during my five month absence: I learned to drive. Honestly, the Japanese government could learn a thing or two about choosing an age of consent from the Americans. Waiting sixteen years before you can drive is a way better deal than waiting twenty.

"What are we doing here?" Yuna asked me.

"I wanna show you something," I replied. I took her hand and led her through the rows of cars and automobiles. Until I found it. My baby, I like to call her.

Yuna gasped. Before us was a black 2006 Toyota Camry.

"Tidus-kun, it's beautiful! ...This car is great and everything, but why are you showing it to me?"

I smirked at her and shifted my eyebrows up and down.

Her eyes widened. "No… Is this car yours?"

"Yep… This is my baby. Her name is Susan."

She laughed out loud at me. "You actually named your car? How guyish."

I stared at her in shock. "Don't say that around Susan! She'll hear you!" I rubbed Susan's hood. "It's okay, Susan-chan. She didn't mean that."

Yuna rolled her eyes at me. "Oh, how easily I've been replaced- by something that doesn't live, no less! But more importantly, when did you learn?"

"About two months ago," I replied.

She nodded slowly. "So you're gonna drive us?"

"Yep," I replied.

I reached for my car keys in my back pocket, and pulled them out. I pressed a button, and all the door locks became undone. I opened the front passenger seat for Yuna, and I guided her in. Once she was seated, I ran around Susan, and I opened the driver's door. I sat on the seat, and closed the door beside me.

"So, Yunie-chan," I started, adjusting the rear-view mirror. "Where to?"

"Well… since you seem to know this city more than I do, why don't you surprise me?"

"Well, there is this great nude beach up in North County…" I replied.

"Surprise me with anyplace that doesn't have naked people everywhere!" she quickly added.

I snickered when she said that, and I nodded, turning on the ignition. I put on my sunglasses and faced Yuna. "Sure can do."

I drove out of the parking lot, and cruised down the streets of downtown.

I decided to skip the more tourist-like spots in San Diego- such as San Diego Zoo, SeaWorld, Balboa Park, places of that nature, and opted to take her to places that were a bit low-key on the tourist radar.


"This here, Yuna-chan, is Belmont Park!" I exclaimed in a dramatic voice.

"Belmont Park is an amusement park in the Mission Bay neighborhood," I told her.

"What kind of rides do they have?" she asked me.

"Oh, you know: bumper cars, a tilt-a-whirl, an arcade, a carousel, an artificial wave machine, things that you'd traditionally find at any boardwalk amusement park."

"Ohh," Yuna uttered, taking digital pictures with her camera.

"And of course, a wooden roller coaster!" I finally added.

Yuna gasped. "Like in the "Fantasy" video?"

I nodded. "Yep!"

"Ooh, let's go!" she cried in a childish voice.

I laughed and took her by the hand, and led her to the Giant Dipper Roller Coaster, a wooden roller coaster that was first built here in 1925.

We ran up the ramp and luckily, we were the first ones in line. We made our way past the turnstiles, and hopped into the first car. Once the entire train was filled, the ride started.

We rode the roller coaster five times, played some arcade games, are half our weight in cotton candy, and before we left, we rode Chaos, a giant wheel with compartments that, while the while spun, twisted in a spinning motion.

We laughed heartily through the parking lot, trying to find Susan. Once we found her, we got inside her- no innuendo intended- and I drove us to our next destination.


"Yuna-chan, this is Mount Soledad."

We looked out to the view the hill boasted. I gave us a 360 degree view of the Pacific Ocean, and the community of La Jolla. I felt the cool breeze hit my face, when Yuna spoke up.

"Tidus-kun, what is this cross? I remember seeing it from the plane when we were about to touch-down."

I turned around to see the cross.

"This cross was built here on Mount Soledad in 1954. Soon, it became part of the Korean War Memorial, honoring and commemorating those who lost their lives in the war." I told her.

Yuna looked up in awe of how huge the cross was.

"You know, Yuna-chan, this cross is in danger."

She looked at me confused. "How so?"

"Because, in the 1980s, people were saying that instead of being a war memorial, it is a statement that Christianity is the dominant religion." I replied.

"Really? But what are they going to do with it then?" She asked.

"People are still arguing about it. But there is a possibility that it will be torn down."

"Hmph. I think they should keep it up," Yuna replied, saying her mind.

"Hmm?" I looked at her.

"I'm not Christian, but I don't think its saying that Christianity is the dominant religion. Like you said, it was a war memorial way before this whole religion stuff came up."

I smiled at her. "You really think so?"


"Well, just in case it does get torn down, how's about I get a picture of you with it?"

She nodded and ran over to the base. She thought for a second of a pose, and then she held her left hand up, and her right on her hip, like those girls on The Price is Right.

I chuckled and held down on the camera button. "Niiiice…"

I wanted to be in a picture with the cross and Yuna as well, so I looked around until I found a girl who looked about my age.

"Excuse me, miss?" I tapped her on the shoulder. She turned to me and smiled. "Yes?"

"I was wondering, if it's not any trouble…"

"You want me to take a picture of you and your girlfriend?"

"Yeah… I mean, she's not my girlfriend."

The girl giggled and took the camera from me. "Okay then."

I ran over to Yuna, and I wrapped my arm around her neck.

"Smiles!" she exclaimed, and took the picture.

I ran back to the girl and took the camera back. "Thank you, miss."

She laughed and waved her hand. "No problem at all. By the way, you two look really cute together. Maybe you should ask her out?"

I raised an eyebrow at her,

She held her hands up defensively. "Just a suggestion is all…" And with that, she turned around and walked away.

Yuna walked over to me and looked at the picture on playback mode.

"That's cute," she complimented.

I pressed my luck and took a chance on what I was gonna say.

"I know you are," I replied.

I watched her cheeks blush ten different shades of pink and red.


"Heh-Heh…" I chuckled. I began to run away, then changed into a sprint.

"No fair!" I heard her complain. "I'm in heels!"

I turned to her and continued to run backwards. "Should of thought of that before you chose that outfit!"

She screamed my name loudly.

"Race you back to Susan!" I challenged.

"Tidus, get it through your head- it's a car!" I heard her yell.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night!" I shot back.


We stopped by a McDonalds for lunch, and I showed Yuna around the city for another three hours, taking pictures at each stop.

It was a little past seven, and we were at Seaport Village, which is just within walking distance of the hotel.

We sat together on a grassy knoll in front of the parking lot, and not far from the shops and stores and restaurants. In front of us was the sun setting down into San Diego Bay, changing the colors in the sky from red to orange to yellow.

The crowds were starting to disperse at this time, and the boardwalk got quieter as time flew by.

Yuna was sitting in between my legs, huddled close to me, and I was enveloped around her, holding her body tightly against mine, resting my chin on her shoulder, and taking in her warmth.

"Is it like this everyday, Tidus-kun?" she asked me.

I turned to her slowly. "Hmm?"

"The sunset," she explained.

"Ohh," I replied. "Yeah. Everyday. I usually come out here just to watch it."

She nodded. "It must be nice living here."

I nuzzled her neck slowly. "It is… But nothing beats living in Tokyo…"

She turned to me after I said that.

"Then why'd you leave?" she asked, with tears welling up in her eyes.

I paused, taken aback by her sudden question. Now that was something I didn't expect.

I looked down at the grass, unable to face Yuna in the eye.

"We should... get back to the hotel…" I started slowly, ignoring her question.

I unraveled my hands from her waist, and I stood up and dusted off my butt. I assisted Yuna in getting up as well. She fixed her hair and brushed off her skirt.

Because Seaport Village was just a few minutes away from the hotel, I left Susan in the hotel parking lot, and we strolled back to the hotel.

The walk back was very tense and awkward after she asked her question. We didn't talk to each other the entire trip, and we didn't make physical contact at all. The silence between us was painfully deafening.

What was even more awkward was the elevator ride. No one was in the elevator when we got in, and no one stepped in on our way up. There was no music to break the silence, so you could only imagine how dismal that elevator ride was.


I unlocked the front door, and I opened it, allowing Yuna to go in before me. I closed the door behind me quietly and locked it. It was pretty warm, so I turned on the air conditioning to cool the place down. I walked into the kitchenette and got a cold water bottle out of the fridge.

I walked back into the living room, but Yuna wasn't there.

"Yuna-chan!" I called.

"I'm in the bedroom!" I heard her voice answer back.

I followed her voice into the bedroom, and saw Yuna sitting on the edge of the bed, taking off her shoes.

I took a seat next to her and offered her my water bottle. She declined my offer, and I set the bottle on the floor next to me.

I felt her lay a hand on my thigh.

"Tidus-kun… You still didn't answer my question."

I swallowed and I crossed my legs nervously.

"Wh-What question?" I lied, feigning ignorance.

"Tidus Sasaki, you know very damn well what question I'm talking about." She demanded in a stern voice.

My eyes widened in shock. I've never heard that tone of voice from Yuna. Usually it's from Auron or a strict schoolteacher.

"Why did you leave?" she repeated, the firmness of her voice slowly wavering, as her tone took on a more sad and depressed personality.

I felt kind of guilty at her question.

Let me rephrase that: I felt as if I had just smacked her senseless and made her cry.

"Is it because of gas prices?" she asked.

I shook my head slowly. "No, of course not…"

"Is it because you wanted adventure? Japan got tired and boring?" she asked again.

"No. Nothing could ever replace living in Japan." I replied.

"Is it because… you don't love me anymore?"

I felt sick to the stomach when she uttered those last words.

"Is it because… you don't love me anymore?"

"No, no, it's not that… I could never stop loving you. It's just that…"

She stood up and put her hands on her hips.

"Just what?"

I looked up at her, and I shrugged.

"I don't know… I thought... That you didn't…"

"Didn't what?"

I sighed. "You wouldn't understand…"

She sighed and hung her head.

She turned and walked over to the door, but didn't leave the room.

"You're right," she replied, looking up, but not turning to face me. "I don't understand." She continued in a very serious tone. " I don't understand why you ran away, why you'd leave me, why you'd sneak out of the house, catch a taxi to Narita, and get on a plane to a different country without even a simple goodbye! And I can't begin to tell you what I'm feeling right now. I'm angry… I'm hurt… I'm… depressed… Tidus, what you did… what that put me through… All that pain I endured was heartbreaking. Not only me, but everyone back home: Rikku, Lulu, and Wakka… Not to mention Auron. He even gave up all hope that you'd come back to us."

Not to sound inconsiderate and unthinking, but when I boarded that plane in Narita, I thought nothing of how much I was hurting everyone. Auron… Yuna… even Rikku, Lulu, and Wakka, people who I knew relatively nothing about. Not once did I think of the heartache I would be causing them.

I slowly got up, dusting myself off. I walked over to Yuna. I nervously reached over and rested my hands on her shoulders. I tightened my grip, feeling hot tears well up in my eyes, but I didn't let them fall.

"Yuna-chan… I'm so sorry… I can't begin to tell you how deeply, truly, sincerely, sorry I am for doing what I did."

She turned to me, and, as expected, tears were streaming down her face.

"Why?" she asked, choking on her own words.. Or word for that matter.

I quickly reached out to her to comfort her, but she did something I didn't expect: she pushed me away.

"Why?" she repeated, only in an angrier tone.

She pushed me again, only a lot harder. I stumbled back, but I didn't fall over. She pushed me again, but this time, it was more of a shove. She continued to ram me until I ran into the wall. I grunted loudly in pain and I slumped to the floor.

She ran towards me and knelt down.

"Why did you leave me?" she demanded, breaking down in tears.

She started slapping me repeatedly, and began beating my chest. I gave into her assault against me, and to any guy who thinks I'm being too much of a sissy to do anything to stop her, could you blame me? I hurt her, and honestly, no punch, slap, or kick she could do to me could never amount to the heartbreak I must have caused her in those five months of my absence.

I was aching when she finally stopped, both physically and emotionally. My lip was beginning to bleed, my cheeks were horribly red, and my shirt was tattered and torn from her clawing and tearing at it. But that was nothing to what I was feeling inside.

"Yuna-chan…" I breathed, but she covered my mouth with her hand.

"Don't "Yuna-chan" me, Tidus; I'm not finished."

I sighed and hung my head.

"Five months…" I heard her whisper. "I waited for you. For five, long months. I whistled. You said you'd come running. But you never did. Do you know… Do you know how many nights I cried myself to sleep? How many dreams I've had in which you come back to me?"

I couldn't help but let sadness wash over me, and began crying.

She continued on. "At this point, Tidus, there is nothing you can do, nor say, that can take back those five months of pain."

First Person- Yuna

That was a lie, I have to admit. There was something he could say, and it was those three, little magic words that every girl would kill for to hear it said to them. And boy, at this point, hand me a knife, because I'm more than ready to do so.

I stared at Tidus for a minute. His head was down, he was sniffling quietly. I watched small tear drops fall from his eyes to the carpet.

"Tidus…" I started. Before he looked at me, he raised his arm to wipe his tears away. He gazed back me, taking quick, short breaths.

"Please tell me why you ran…"

He nodded slowly, taking a big breath before finally speaking.

What he said was barely audible, but it was loud enough for me to hear.

"Because you don't love me…"

My eyes widened at that.

'Because I don't love you? What drugs have you been taking?'

"Tidus, if I didn't love you… If I didn't care for you, I wouldn't spend my time and money looking for you and tracking you down. …When did I say that I didn't love you? Not once did I say such a thing!"

First person- Tidus

She did have a point. She didn't exactly say it. But she didn't say that she loved me romantically either.

I looked up at her and reminded her of a certain date.

"May sixteenth, five months and twelve days ago."

First Person- Yuna

'What was he talking about?'

I thought back to that day, trying to recall everything I said. And then it clicked.

"I. Do. Not. Love. Tidus. Sasaki!"

"Tidus, you're not, by any chance, talking about the whole Dona thing? I told you it was a misunderstanding!"

"No, no… It wasn't that…" he replied.

"Tidus, you're not making any sense…"

First person- Tidus

'Oh, fuck it!'

In that instant, I let all my feelings loose, breaking the glass that I kept them under for five months.

"Okay, Yuna! You wanna know why I left? You really wanna know?"

She stood up and she helped me get on my feet as well.

"Yes, Tidus! I really wanna know! Please tell me, because unless I find out, we can't do anything about this!"

"Fine! I left because I love you, Yuna Kuriyama! There! I said it!" I yelled at the top of my lungs and throwing my hands up in the air, flailing them around.

She stared at me in shock. I walked past her and paced back and forth, gushing out everything.

"I was in love with you, and I still am, and I will be forever! I told you the night of the sixteenth, but when you said "I love you" back, you said it as if to say you loved me only as a brother! So I left. I thought it would be the best for us! I wanted to get away, and think over our friendship. I was going to fly back to Tokyo, but here you are! You know my true feelings- the same feelings I've been hiding for five months!"

First Person- Yuna

I had no idea! Tidus loved me? I remember that he came up to my room that night, and he said "I love you," but, being the stupid, idiotic, naïve little girl I was, didn't give it a second thought. I should have known! How could I have been so foolish?

He continued on with his confession.

First Person- Tidus

Since I already blew out my love for her, why not tell her everything else I felt?

"I think you are the most attractive, cutest, sexiest girl I have ever laid eyes on. I love everything about you. Your comforting eyes, your heartwarming smile, your long, silky brown hair, the satin feeling of your skin, the way your hips sway when you walk, the infectious sound of your laughter, the fullness of your breasts and the way they bounce…"

To be honest, and I'm not gonna lie to you, I wasn't the least bit nervous about saying the last part.


I took a deep breath and ran a hand through my hair.

"There… now you know. As cheesy as it may sound, Yuna-chan… you complete me."

I turned around to face her, only to be greeted with soft lips pressed against mine.

My eyes widened. Now that was something I didn't expect. I guess I lave a lot to learn about Yuna.

I slowly closed my eyes and gave into her, encircling her in my arms.

I pressed my luck and slowly pried her lips open, wanting to gain entrance into her mouth.

First Person- Yuna

You've got to be kidding me.

This is what I've been missing out on? For the past three years?

I felt him aggressively fight for control over our kiss. I wasn't going to give up so easily, so I fought back. He seem to gave given up shortly after, because I felt his tongue loosen. I moaned instantly at the warmth of his mouth, almost like I had fallen under a spell. I felt his strong arms wrap around my body tighten their grip on me, a hand trailing down my back to rest at my hip. His kiss was so insistent, and I could feel through his lips that he had missed me more than I had missed him. I can't blame him; at least I had someone to talk to back in Tokyo- he was all alone. I started kissing him back with equal passion and lust, my hands all over him, feeling as if he would slip out of my arms if I didn't hold him tight enough. After a short while, he slowly pulled away, much to my disappointment, and stared deeply into my bicolored eyes.

"I love you," he whispered sweetly, breathing heavily.

My eyes began tearing up, for the billionth time in less than an hour.

"I love you too, Tidus-kun. I have to tell you that I've been in love with you since I was fourteen. I just kept it a secret because I thought that it would jeopardize our friendship." I rested my head on his chest and slipped my hands under his t-shirt, my fingertips dancing over smooth, well-muscled skin, it almost felt as if he had become a hell of a lot stronger since we last embraced with this much fervor, minus the kissing of course. My fingers dipped in and out between the strong curves of his wash board stomach, then up more to trace small patterns around his ribs.

"You had me at 'hello,' Tidus-kun," I added, laughing at my own cheesiness. He seemed to think it was amusing as well, because he chuckled lightly.

"I missed you so…" he started, but didn't finish his sentence because tears overcame him.

"I missed you, too…" I replied quietly.

I kissed his neck and ran my tongue over his skin, eliciting a deep, masculine groan as a response. My hands crept further north up his torso, feeling his pectoral muscles and his nipples.

"Will you be my girl?" he whispered sensually in my ear.

I felt my heart skip a beat at his question. I looked up at him, while crying tears of happiness.

"Yes! Yes…" I replied, breaking into tears.

I felt him run his hands on my naked stomach, absorbing the warmth of his touch.

"Mmm…" I moaned quietly.

I guess he felt pretty bold and sure of himself, because his hands crawl onto my breasts, and he gave them a gentle but firm squeeze.

I gasped loudly and gazed at him in shock.

I didn't know what I was feeling at that moment, but, almost as a force oh habit, I reared my hand back and gave him a good slap across the face.

He yelped loudly in pain, clutching his now red cheek. I ripped his hand that was still holding onto me off my chest.

"Honestly, Tidus… Will you ever change?"

I stomped angrily towards the bathroom.

"Yuna-chan!" I heard him call out to me. "Wait! Why is it that you can get away with it, and I can't?"

"You must be pretty dumb to not know the answer, Tidus Sasaki! You... You... You didn't even say please!" I yelled. And with that, I slammed the door shut, leaving a confused Tidus behind.

Epilogue- Yuna

So this is my life now. And for once in my life, I'm truly happy. I guess it's safe to say that I am living a storybook life: not only did I befriend the most perfect guy under the sun; we are now officially dating. And for now, I wouldn't have it any other way, because I will never again have to keep my true feelings for Tidus Sasaki under glass.

Epilogue- Tidus

Now I finally know that Yuna doesn't just think of me as the big brother she never had. Of course my snap decision to run away almost ruined our friendship and my happiness completely, and I know that it was the stupidest thing I have ever done, but you have to admit, it was one hell of a way to bring us back together. And now, for the first time in my life, I'm actually happy. And, because Yuna and I are now a couple, I will never have to keep my love for Yuna Kuriyama under glass.

The End


Whew! My very first completed multi-chaptered story! I hope you liked it. It really tried to focus on Tidus and Yuna, and Tidus and Yuna alone. As you can see, and I already said this before, I severely limited the roles of characters that traditionally have developed and large personalities in a high school story, and, as I usually have extras, minor, and other superfluous characters in my stories, I tried not to do that, because I wanted this to be solely a Tidus/Yuna fanfic. Anyway, thanks to those who followed this story and reviewed the other chapters and put it on their favorite's lists and alerted it. Also, another big thanks to the people who said they'd tell their friends about this story. It's really appreciated. If you haven't told your friends about this story, please do. And tell them to review! Anyway, thanks a lot, everyone.


Here's some definition stuff before I forget.

-"Like in the "Fantasy" video?": A reference to the music video for Mariah Carey's 1995 number-one hit "Fantasy." You've seen it right? The one with the clown and she's singing on the roller coaster and then there's the chubby girl, and then she roller blades a little bit, and then it's night time and she's singing in a jeep surrounded by dancers? Search "Mariah Carey Fantasy" on YouTube for it if you still don't know or haven't seen it.

Black's Beach Nude Beach: A beach in La Jolla, San Diego. It's not exactly a nude beach, but clothing is optional. It its arguably the largest clothing-optional beach in the contiguous United States. Personally, I've never been, mostly because I'm underage for that sort of thing (I'm fourteen- you do the math).
Pacific Beach: A neighborhood in San Diego, with La Jolla bordering the north, Mission Beach to the south, Interstate 5 to the east, and the pacific Ocean to the west. It is very popular with college students and surfers for the beaches, the surf, and the nightclubs in the area. Housing prices are gradually increasing due to demand, but despite being a seaside community, prices are relatively low, with the highest prices reaching a little over half a million dollars (that may be expensive wherever you live, but here in San Diego, that's a deal). As said before, Pacific Beach has the largest concentration of nightclubs and other nightlife centers in San Diego County due to its close proximity to the beach and UCSD (University of California, San Diego) in La Jolla and SDSU (San Diego State University) in University Heights.
La Jolla: A seaside resort community in northern San Diego. Housing prices are astronomically high, with most houses running over ten million dollars. Other than Downtown and Coronado, La Jolla has the highest concentration of high-end designer stores in San Diego County. Theodor Geisel, otherwise known as Dr. Seuss, made his home here, just a few years before he passed on. Me and my friends like to make fun of all the stereotypical rich and superficial teenagers that live there.
Coronado: A peninsula on San Diego Bay. It is connected to the mainland by the Silver Strand, a narrow strip of land, and the San Diego-Coronado Bay Bridge which is part of California Highway 75. Ferry boats also make trips from Downtown to Coronado. Most of the peninsula is home to North Island Naval Station, and sandy beaches. Its most prominent landmark is Hotel del Coronado.
San Diego-Coronado Bay Bridge: Locally referred to as simply "Coronado Bridge," it is a non-pedestrian prestressed concrete/steel bridge connecting Coronado Island with the rest of San Diego. It is 11,180 feet long, has five lanes, and the longest box girder in the world. The bridge was designed to curve 80 degrees, and the highest point reaches two-hundred feet, allowing the tallest of ships to pass under. Some parts of the bridge are able to float on the water, so should the bridge be destroyed or collapse, parts of the bridge can be easily towed away, and ships stationed at Naval Station San Diego can continue operation quickly. Since the opening of the bridge in 1969, one dollar tolls were collected when driving west-bound to Coronado. In 2003, tolls were discontinued, and became the last bridge in Southern California to discontinue tolls. However, the toll booths still remain intact.
Hotel del Coronado: A luxury hotel in Coronado, situated on the Pacific Ocean, across from San Diego Bay. It was first designed for a beach resort for the wealthy and stars of Hollywood. Built in 1888, it is considered the epitome of wooden Victorian architecture in the United States. Past guests include Thomas Edison, Charles Lindbergh, and Presidents Benjamin Harrison, William McKinley, William Taft, Woodrow Wilson, Franklin Roosevelt, Dwight Eisenhower, John Kennedy, Lyndon Johnson, Richard Nixon, Gerald Ford, Jimmy Carter, Ronald Regan, both George Bush senior and junior, and Bill Clinton. The hotel is also home to the ghost of Kate Morgan. She checked into the hotel in 1892 after making a promise to meet her lover there, but he never showed up. She was found dead on the beach shortly after. It was first declared suicide, but investigations a hundred years later showed that she was shot. Ever since her death, there have been rumors that she haunts the grounds of Hotel del Coronado, although those same allegations say that she is relatively calm and doesn't disrupt the guests and the worker's affairs very often, if ever.


Also, I don't know if you noticed, but I make quite a few allusions and references to Final Fantasy X/X-2 throughout the story:

-The way Yuna's clothing transitioned from demure to revealing: Tidus mentioned this in chapter two. It's a reference to Yuna's clothing change from Final Fantasy X to Final Fantasy X-2.
-Zen Arukando High School: I told you about this one already, but for those who forgot, "Zen Aurkando" is "Zanarkand" with a Japanese accent. The way I spelled it however, when you translate it into romaji, is incorrect.
-Rikku's contact lens: They have a geen color with a swirling design on them. A reference to the distinct eye color and design of the Al Bhed tribe.
-Tidus' relationship with Lulu: Tidus says that he has a sort of limbo friendship with Lulu, and that she's sometimes nice to him, sort of like their relationship in Final Fantasy X.
-The whistling promise: Remember the "if you ever need me, just whistle" thing in Final Fantasy X? I found a way to incorporate it into the story. You know: Tidus shows her the whistle, she fails the first time, she keeps practicing until she finally gets it right, and when he disappears, she keeps whistling, but no one whistles back. Same exact thing.
-Tidus leaving: The whole "Yuna trying to find Tidus" subplot of the story is rather similar to the "Yuna trying to find Tidus" plot in Final Fantasy X-2 when you think about it, minus sphere hunting and the Vegnagun deal.
-Yuna's curiousity, as describe by Tidus: Tidus says at the beginning of this chapter that Yuna was "always inquisitive, and usually found herself getting caught in other people's affairs." Sound familiar? Yuna getting caught in Yevon's business? Yuna always trying to help other people? Getting involved with Vegnagun? I thought so.
-"At least she didn't take two years.": A reference to how long Tidus's absence after he disappeared at the end of Final Fantasy X, but before Yuna brought him back at the end of Final Fantasy X-2.


I bet you didn't think about those stuff, right? I'm so creative.

Okay. This chapter is the longest I have ever typed. It has over seven thousand words, and a few hundred words longer than chapter two (my longest chapter before this). Anyway, review, please, and tell your friends about this story (and tell them to review, also).


Update (Friday, August 18, 2006): I've recieved reviews and private messages concering a sequel. There's more information about it in my profile, so check it out, okay?


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