This is the sequel to All Bets are Off. This story is rated M for the following reasons: strong language, sexual content, and violence. Once again, the characters belong to Square.
All Bets are Off: The Sequel
Ch 1: The Morning After
"Well, Darcy, I suppose you should be relieved," Howard said, as he opened the door to his house. He had been plenty relieved by the doctor's diagnosis. He wasn't ready to be a grandfather. He had never really wanted to be a father. He had married her mother, Kosmas, only because she'd been pregnant with her. He wasn't required by any law to do so, but he felt it was the right thing to do. He closed the door and took off his hat.
Darcy didn't say anything. She replayed the conversation she'd had with Dr. Marlowe in her mind. "Well, Darcy, according to our tests, you're negative. This means you're not pregnant." "But, I missed my time," she had complained. "It happens sometimes when you switch pills. I understand that you're taking the Zanarkand prescribed pill now. It takes the body a while to adjust to it." She didn't understand. She had thought for sure that she was pregnant. "I guess this is good news. The rules here in Zanarkand are a lot different than other cities."
She should be relieved. Yevon knows she wasn't ready to be a mother. She looked down at her cell phone. Tidus had called her three times since she'd left the message on his phone saying she was pregnant. He hadn't been this attentive in months. She went inside of her room and weighed her options carefully. She could call him and tell him it was a false alarm. She imagined that conversation would last about five minutes. Or…she could confirm that she was pregnant. Not only would it buy her more time with him, but maybe it would allow them time to finally become close. She knew that she wouldn't be able to hide it forever, but by the time he found out, he would be in love with her. Finally.
She would have the relationship with him that she had always wanted. It was worth the risk. She had been hoping for a way to hold on to him, and this was it. She knew she could pull it off. She would have to go and buy a few books about pregnancy so she could be prepared in case he had questions. She would have to get her Dad to go along with it somehow. If Mr. Stone found out, he was going to speak to her Dad. She went back out to the living room, wondering what she should say.
He took a sip from his glass of milk and looked at her. Her dark eyes looked cunning. He froze for a moment. He had seen that look come over her mother too many times. He had spent many nights praying to Yevon that she wouldn't fall into her footsteps. He was afraid that it wasn't working.
"Dad, I need you to do something for me," she began.
"What is it, Darcy?" he asked cautiously.
She began to cry. He was immediately alarmed. What was wrong with her? He had never seen such an emotional teenager in all of his life. Every little thing made her cry. Was she really this unhappy?
"Dad, you really have to go along with me on this," she began, pushing strands of her dark hair behind her ears.
"What?" he asked again.
"I called Tidus and told him that I was pregnant."
"Well, now you can call him and tell him it was a mistake. No big deal. Just a false alarm."
"No, Dad. I'm not going to tell him that."
"What do you mean?"
"I want him to think I'm pregnant."
Howard was baffled. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Darcy, you can't tell him that. It's just not right and it's not going to work. You're not pregnant."
"I know. I'll tell him the truth in due time. But…well, I really need him to focus on me right now. I can't lose him. He's the best thing in my life. Please, Dad. I think you owe me this small favor."
Was she blackmailing him for divorcing her mother and ultimately walking out on her as well? He knew then that the apple didn't fall far from the tree. She was just as conniving as her mother had been. Trying to use the same trap that her mother had used on him.
"Darcy, I can't let you ruin that young man's life. I won't be a part of it. There are laws here that can't be broken."
"You can do this for me. It'll be the first thing you've really done for me in years. You abandoned me. I haven't heard from you! You never called! You don't want me here now, and in the fall, I'll be at college. Out of your hair again. So, you can do this one thing for me. No laws will be broken. I'll confess to Tidus when the time is right. I just need a chance to repair our relationship, and a baby allows me to be near him, talk to him. Please."
Howard looked at her and sighed deeply. He felt sorry for her. She seemed so desperate. Just like her mother.
"Okay, Darcy. I'll do it. You have four months to repair your relationship, and if you don't, then that's the end of it. If you don't tell him the truth, I will. He's going to find out, anyway."
"Let me worry about that. I just need you to confirm it if his Dad asks."
An hour later, she was nervously pacing her bedroom. Tidus was on his way over and she had to make sure she said the right things. She couldn't screw this up. She heard the doorbell. Her Dad had left to give her some privacy. Plus, he wasn't a good liar. He said that it came to some people naturally. She deliberately ignored that comment. She ran a brush through her hair quickly and walked out to answer the door. She tried to judge what he was feeling, but as usual, he was difficult to read.
She waited for him to come inside. She closed the door slowly. She was supposed to be devastated by the news. He sat on the tattered brown couch. The stuffing was coming out in some places.
"So…you're pregnant," he began.
She nodded. "Yeah. I had it confirmed at Zuke. I'm sorry. This is all my fault."
He stared at her for a moment. "It's both of our faults. I thought you were on the pill."
"I was, but I was having some complications with the new pills. So, Dr. Marlowe made me wait a few weeks until she could find out what was wrong. And then…Valentine's came and…well, you know what happened."
Tidus gritted his teeth and silently cursed Auron. Going to The Ifrit for dinner had proven dangerous. Too much wine had driven them both to the front desk to check in.
"I can't have a baby now, Ti. I was ready to go to go to college and everything," she moaned.
"Really?" he asked. She had never been the studious type to him. She was a party girl.
"And now I'll have to walk around with a belly in the fall. It's not fair."
"Darcy, don't freak out on me. We'll come up with something."
"I can't do this alone."
"You won't have to."
"But, what about Yuna?" she asked, noticing his lips grew slightly tighter.
"You don't have to worry about that. That's my problem."
"Problem?" she asked, sensing trouble in paradise.
"Let's just stay concentrated on you. When's your next doctor appointment?"
She froze. Shit. She had forgotten about those. Her brain scrambled to come up with something that would seem plausible.
"The reason I'm asking is because you know that blitz season begins in a week and we'll have some out of city games to go to. Our first game is in Kilika."
Perfect. Blitz season. She used to hate blitz season. The beginning games always meant traveling. "Well, Dr. Marlowe is supposed to call me and let me know," she lied easily.
He nodded. "So, have you eaten today?" he asked.
She smiled. He was already taking care of her. She could get used to this. She had thought that he might be angry.
"Not yet," she lied. She had eaten a breakfast sandwich at the hospital.
"Well, come on. I'll buy you breakfast. You have to make sure that you're eating right," he lectured, leading the way out.
Once their orders had been placed, she couldn't help her curiosity. She looked around the packed breakfast parlor. Most were teenagers, most likely from last night's prom.
"So, how was the prom?" she asked, picking up her juice to take a sip.
He sighed deeply. She noticed the faraway look in his eyes and the smile that crept on his lips. He realized she was watching him and cleared his throat.
"It was okay. You should have gone."
"My date blew me off," she said, pointedly. He looked at her sharply. Damn it, Darcy. You're supposed to be making nice. This is why he's into Yuna. She's a goody-goody.
"I mean…I wasn't feeling well, anyway. I was vomiting all afternoon," she lied. She had shared a large bucket of popcorn with her Dad and old man Mr. Flanders. They had watched old movies all night.
He looked concerned. "Did you vomit this morning?"
"A little. I'm much better now."
He reached across the table and grabbed her hand. "I'm sorry, Darcy."
She felt herself melting into his eyes. She loved him so much. She wanted him to return the feelings. She could be like Yuna. The thought made her want to really vomit.
"We're in this together, Ti. We can do it. What do you think your parents are going to say? Will they be upset?" she asked.
"Upset? Yes. Surprised? No. My Dad's been anticipating this for over a year."
"How do you know that?"
"He told me."
"I have to go to the bathroom," she said, remembering that pregnant women had to urinate often. One of her friends in Luca had slipped up and gotten pregnant. So, she knew a few things. She went to the bathroom. When she returned, she could see him with his phone pressed to his ear. She wanted to know what he was talking about desperately. He hung up before she returned. He slumped in the booth a bit.
"Yuna, honey, do you want to talk about it?" Braska asked, from the other side of her bedroom door. He had been enjoying his breakfast coffee when she had come into the house. He immediately knew something was wrong. Her face was tear streaked, her hair messed. She had run into her room and slammed the door shut. And locked it. He didn't hear anything except for soft sniffles.
"Why don't you open the door and tell me where you've been?" he asked in his usual casual tone. He really wanted to know where she had been all night. But importantly, he wanted to know why she was crying.
"Did Tidus do something to hurt you?" he asked. She sobbed a little louder. Cause if he did, I feel sorry for his parents. I'm going to kill him. He knocked on the door again. He sighed. There was no way he was just going to let her lay in there and cry all day, alone. He walked to his office and opened the desk drawer where he kept a key to her bedroom door. He never told her he had it. He hoped he'd never have to use it.
He opened the door slowly. She was lying across the bed, her pillow clutched to her chest, sobbing silently. He walked up to the bed quickly.
"Yuna, talk to me. I can fix whatever's wrong. Tell me what Tidus did," he said, stroking her shoulder. She cried harder.
"Yuna, tell me what he did right now!" Braska panicked, thinking the absolute worst. He had known that boy was sticking around his house for a reason.
"I'm calling the police," he declared, heading for the door to do just that.
"No!" Yuna yelled, sitting up on the bed.
Braska paused and turned around. "He didn't force himself on you?"
Yuna shook her head. "No."
"Then what's the matter, honey? Why are you crying?"
"I can't talk about it right now. I'll tell you later. I promise. I just want to be alone, okay?"
"Yuna, I can't go about my day without worrying about you. You have to tell me something now."
Yuna took a deep breath and tried desperately to stop crying so Braska wouldn't worry about her. She sighed. What could she tell Braska? She wasn't really sure what the hell was going on herself. But, she knew she had to tell him something.
"We had a fight, that's all," she told him.
"A fight? On the morning after the prom. Wait. Where have you been all night?"
Yuna sighed again. She did not want to have to explain to Braska that she wasn't a little girl anymore. He would have to let her grow up.
"I was with Tidus," she said simply. There was no need to give him all of the graphic details.
"Doing what, Yuna?"
Yuna swallowed. She knew that tone. Why couldn't he just leave her alone? She had enough to deal with right now. And yet, she didn't want to ruin his image of her, either.
"We stayed at his house," she lied.
"With his parents?"
"Yes. They were there. That's all. Now, can you leave me alone, please?"
Braska stared at her. He didn't believe her. Why would they go to Tidus' house? They could have come here. Obviously, they had wanted privacy. To do…NO! She wouldn't do that without being married. I can't allow myself to believe that.
"Okay, honey. Get some rest, okay? I want you to know this isn't over. I want to know what really happened," he said, closing the door.
Yuna rolled over on her side again. Oh, how she wished it had just been a silly fight she'd had with Tidus. It was much worse. He had lied to her. He had deceived her. And all for a wad of Gil. And the Abes…they hadn't really liked her because they thought she was pretty or sweet. No. It had all been a game to…see who could steal her most precious possession. Her virginity. And Tidus had won, hands down. He had stolen her heart as well.
He had done a fantastic job fooling her. She felt sick to her stomach thinking about it. Was Darcy in on it as well? Had she played a part? Rage boiled in her veins as she thought about the two of them laughing at her behind her back. He had probably promised her something good with the gil. But, Darcy hadn't lied to her. She had told her the truth about her and Tidus.
Her phone was ringing. She looked at it and saw Tidus' number. She ignored it. Why was he calling her? Hadn't he done enough? And Baralai. She didn't think she could face them again.
"Where did you say your car was again?" Auron asked, pausing. His oatmeal remained on the raised spoon. He couldn't take his eyes off of a dirty, bloody Wakka.
"Totaled. I barely made it out alive, ya. Something wrong with the damn brakes."
"Brake trouble? When did that happen? And why are you bloody?"
"I jumped from the car before it crashed. These are just a few scrapes, ya. I'm fine. The car's not. It just seems fishy to me," he said, reaching for a piece of toast on the platter in the center of the table.
Auron grabbed his wrist. "Why don't you go take a shower and then finish telling me your tale?"
Wakka's stomach grumbled. It had been a long night. Once he had recovered from his tuck and roll, he had phoned the police. After two hours of the same questions, they finally let him go. He returned to the hotel to find Lulu gone and he couldn't get inside the room. He called her from a phone booth to explain what had happened. She had panicked, and went looking for him. She had his things. He told her to keep them. His phone was buried in the smashed up car somewhere. He had walked home. The subway driver had told him no way. He imagined he looked either crazy or dangerous. Or both.
He left the kitchen to go get cleaned up. Auron could be so anal about the smallest things. Like denying a starving man food because he wasn't clean. He took his shower slowly, wincing as the hot water slid inside his open wounds. What was wrong with his car? He admitted that he didn't give it the attention it deserved. Maybe there had been a maintenance problem and he'd been too lazy to have it checked. He finished his shower and got dressed quickly to head back downstairs. He sat down at the table and served himself quickly. Auron was still eating. He annoyed Wakka with how slowly he ate, as if he didn't want to forget every morsel.
"You should put something on those cuts. They could get infected. Where is the car now?" asked Auron, keeping an eye on a section of the local paper he was reading while eating.
"It got towed to Rusty's. He's going to see if it's repairable."
"How much damage are we talking, Wakka?"
Wakka shrugged. "About as much as a train can cause. It's really messed up."
"A train? You're lucky to be alive. Well, I guess it's a good thing school's out in a week."
"Ya. I got blitz practice, but that won't be a problem. We have to be in Kilika in a week. That's where our first competition of the season is taking place."
"How long will you be gone?"
"It's the beginning of the season, Auron. You're going to have to replace me again until I get back at the restaurant. We've got five games on the road so far."
"Not only do I have to replace you, I have to replace your replacement from last summer. Tidus."
"I would have never hired him if I knew he played blitz. What does Lulu have to say about your absence?"
"I haven't told her yet, ya. I think she told me she and her friends were working at a summer camp in Luca."
"Sounds like fun. Nothing like a bunch pubescent brats and poison ivy to get your summer going."
"She likes doing that sort of thing. She did it last summer."
"Well, I'm going to head on to the restaurant. I expect to see you later."
"Not till much later. I'm tired. I had to walk all the way home."
"What's this nonsense? You should have called me."
"I didn't have another coin."
"Very well. I will see at three."
Wakka groaned. That wouldn't give him time to get the sleep he wanted. He finished eating his breakfast and lay down on the couch. He needed sleep. He could hear the phone ringing in the kitchen but he refused to get up and answer it. Whoever it was would have to try later.
While he was slowly drifting off he thought about Lulu. Usually going with the Abes to other cities to compete didn't bother him. He loved to play. But, now he had a girlfriend, and he would be gone for at least six weeks. There would be no groupie one night stands. Canceled. He could get through six weeks with the physical contact of a woman. Yeah. No problem.
Nothing but a locker room filled with naked or half naked sweaty…guys. The Abes. Twenty-four hours a day for six weeks. Sleep wore off suddenly as he sat up and pondered this. He could do it. He had to do it. He wanted things to work with Lulu. His first girlfriend. He chuckled to himself. I'm eighteen years old, and I've got my first girlfriend.
Rikku entered the apartment slowly. She couldn't believe the night and morning she'd had. She was emotionally exhausted. She closed the door softly and sighed.
She turned and saw Cid sitting in his favorite recliner, with his arms folded. She wasn't in enough high spirits to make up some outrageous lie. Cid took a sip from his mug, his green eyes never leaving her. He wanted answers. And he wanted them now. He should probably go call the police and tell them not to arrest Gippal. His daughter had been found.
Rikku sat on the sofa, fidgeting. "Hi, Pops. What's up?"
"What's up? Where the devil have you been? The sun's up."
"I know. I was with Gippal."
"I know that, Rikku. And where were you and Gippal shacking up?"
"We weren't shacking up."
"Well, excuse me. Where was my daughter being deflowered?" he demanded.
"Pops, I wasn't being deflowered. I'm not perfect. And I'm not a little girl."
"Stop beating around the bush and tell me where you were."
"I was at The Ifrit. The prom was held there, remember?"
"Yeah. That's a hotel. Were you a guest there last night?"
"Yeah. Me and Gippal slept there."
Cid stared at her for a long moment without speaking. Damn kids. They hadn't been intimidated by him after all. It wasn't that he didn't want Rikku to grow up. He did. He even respected her little rebellious nature. It reminded him of himself as a teenager. And by Zanarkand law, she was an adult. He just felt uncomfortable thinking about his daughter having sexual relations. Especially with some punk like Gippal. He was a good blitz ball player…but let's not kid ourselves. He didn't have any direction.
"Yeah. So…I guess you're tired. You should go get some sleep," he said, dismissing the subject.
He didn't want to be like Braska, living under false pretenses about his daughter. Cid would have bet his paycheck that Yuna had been in a hotel room last night herself. The problem was that Braska put her up too high on a pedestal. He didn't want a relationship like that with Rikku. He wanted to treat her fairly.
"I am tired. Thanks, Pops," she said, grateful that he wasn't going to overreact. She left the living room. Cid walked over to the phone to call the police.
Rikku closed her bedroom door. That had been close. But, she knew Cid well enough to know that he would allow her to grow up. She wondered how Braska had reacted to Yuna's night out. She picked up her phone to call Yuna. She wanted to know what was going on, anyway. It would distract her mind as well.
"Hi, Rikku," said Yuna. Rikku tried to judge whether or not she had heard her message. She sounded like her usual self.
"Hi, Yuna. How'd your night go?" she asked cautiously.
She heard a sniffle. Damn it. That meant that she knew everything. Why the hell else would she be crying? Sex with Tidus couldn't have been that bad, she hoped.
"Are you okay?" Rikku asked, sitting on her bed.
"I don't know, Rikku. I wish you had been able to reach me before I left the prom."
Rikku's heart sank. "That means that you and Tidus…"
"Yes. I gave myself to him. I can't believe it was all for nothing."
Rikku wanted to ask whether or not she had enjoyed it, but decided that was tacky at the moment. She sighed.
"Yuna, it's going to be okay. Screw the Abes. We've only got one more week and then we're done."
"Oh, I don't think I can face them, Rikku."
"Like hell you can't. You can't hide. Then they'll win. I'll be there with you. If Gippal hadn't stopped me, I was going to strangle Baralai."
"Rikku. Even though I'm very angry with the Abes, it's Tidus that's hurt me the most. I trusted him. I…" she trailed off.
"Yes. That's what makes this so damn difficult. I want to hate him, but…I can't. What am I supposed to do, Rikku?"
"I don't know. I'm having problems of my own. Gippal is leaving."
"What? What do you mean?"
"He's let that stupid manager of his talk him into going on tour, opening for some other band. I think it's a bad idea, Yuna. He's throwing his life away for nothing. He won't listen to me. He thinks I'm jealous of his music."
"Damn right. How dare he choose it over me?"
"Well, when is he leaving?"
"The day after graduation. In a week exactly. What am I supposed to do?"
"Well, you can still make it work…"
"He doesn't want to. He thinks he's keeping me from living my life. He doesn't know that I don't have much of a life without him in it."
"Look at us. The day after the prom and we're both miserable. Why do we let them do this to us?"
"I don't know, but you're right. The hell with them. I'm going to get a few hours of sleep and then we're going to hang out. We'll watch movies and bury our sorrows in tubs of ice cream. What do you think?"
She heard Yuna laugh. "I think that's a good idea. I'm lucky to have you as a friend, Rikku."
"Hah. Better than a friend. We're cousins."
On Thursday, Tidus finally caught up with Wakka. He had been off the past three days and for some reason Wakka wasn't answering his phone. And since they were done with Mr. Isaaru's class, he didn't see him at school. He saw Wakka getting into the passenger side of Lulu's wagon. He hadn't seen Yuna all week, either.
"Wakka, wait," he called. He ran up to the car.
Wakka squinted up at him. "Hey, Tidus. How you been, man? How was prom? Good, ya?"
Tidus sighed. "No, not good. I need to find out about a bet that's supposed to involve me. All of the Abes act like they don't know what I'm talking about."
Except Datto. He had admitted that a bet had gone on, but he refused to divulge the important information that Tidus was looking for.
"The bet? What are you talking bout?"
"Yuna thinks I'm in a bet that the Abes made. I don't know what she's talking about. Do you?"
Wakka squirmed. Why was Tidus bringing up the bet? And why did Yuna think he was involved? He had seen all of the Abes this week and none of them acted like anything was amiss.
"The guys made a bet at the beginning of the year. It was stupid, but I made them give it up."
"A bet about what? How is Yuna involved?"
"Let's just say it involved her virginity becoming nonexistent, ya. I wasn't in it."
"Wakka! How could you let them make such a bet?"
"I told you…I told those knuckleheads to knock it off after I found out how you felt about her."
"Let me guess. They didn't. Who told Yuna I was involved?"
Wakka shrugged. "I don't know. Lulu hasn't mentioned it."
"That's odd. I'm sure Yuna told her. Where is she?"
"I'm waiting for her. She had to discuss something with a teacher."
"Do you mind if I talk to her about it?"
"Nah. So, Yuna thinks you were in the bet? I bet she's pretty upset, ya?"
"That's putting it mildly. She won't take my calls, and today when I tried, the number has been changed. I would go over to her house, but her Dad might be waiting to kill me."
"He might. Look, here comes Lu."
Lulu walked over to her car slowly. She had been speaking to Seymour in the hall. She had demanded to know if he had done something to Wakka's car. Of course, he denied it. She didn't tell Wakka that she suspected him. She was startled to see Tidus by her car. She frowned. What did he want now? Hadn't he done enough?
Tidus noticed her glaring at him. He swallowed. She got into the driver's seat and turned to Wakka.
"What is he doing here?" she asked.
"Lulu, I need to talk to Yuna," said Tidus.
Lulu scoffed. "What do you want to do to her now?"
"I haven't done anything to her. I'm trying to get her to understand that."
"Lu is this about the bet?" asked Wakka.
"Great, you know about that disgusting bet, too?"
"Ya, I know, but Tidus didn't. He wasn't in on it."
"Why the hell didn't you tell me, Wakka?" demanded Lulu.
"Because I told them to stop it. I thought they did, ya."
Lulu shook her head. "And why should Yuna believe that Tidus didn't know about it?"
"Because he didn't. She don't got to believe it, but it's the truth."
"Where is she, Lulu? I haven't seen her all week," said Tidus.
"She's at Mt. Gagazet with her father. They left yesterday afternoon."
"What about graduation?"
Lulu sighed. "She said she didn't want to attend. That she would be too ashamed to face the Abes."
"Damn it," Tidus swore.
"When I get my hands on the Abes…" threatened Wakka.
"No, Wakka. It'll be fine. Yuna is strong. She'll be okay. She's going to be with me this summer at the camp, anyway."
"Tidus, I really can't tell you. All I can promise is that I will tell Yuna what you've told me. If she wants to talk to you, she'll call you," said Lulu, starting the ignition.
Tidus wasn't satisfied with that reply. What were the odds that Yuna would believe him? She obviously hated him enough to miss her own high school graduation. She had taken off to Gagazet. He didn't have enough time to go to Gagazet. The Abes were leaving in two days. And how did he really know that Yuna and Braska had indeed gone there?
He sighed as he watched Lulu's wagon disappear. He was frustrated. But, he was determined not to give up yet. He walked to his car and got in. He headed home. When he was inside, he looked for the telephone book. It would have all the numbers listed in Mt. Gagazet because the mountain was so close to Zanarkand.
He started calling all of the lodges on Mt. Gagazet. None of them confirmed that she was staying there. He hung up and gritted his teeth. Where the hell was she? Had Lulu lied to him to protect Yuna? He had driven by her home several times and he hadn't seen her father's car. He had even ringed the doorbell. No answer. He leaned against the wall and tried to think. He caught his stepmother watching him. She was sitting on Jecht's exercise bike.
"Do you want to talk about what's going on with Yuna?" she asked. She had heard him on the phone, looking for her.
"Maybe I can help."
"Why would you want to help me?"
"Because…I just want to."
"You're not mad at me for getting Darcy pregnant?"
He knew that Jecht was mad as hell about it. The punch in the stomach he had received indicated this.
She sighed as she wiped the sweat from her cheek. "I am disappointed. But, not entirely surprised. Your father's not surprised, either."
"Why are you disappointed?" he asked, out of curiosity. Had she been his real mother, he could understand. But, Zalora had never really acted like his mother.
"Because your father's disappointed. Now, do you want me to help you find Yuna or not?"
"I'm not sure what you can do, but fine. All I know is she's in Mt. Gagazet."
"There's a start. What's her father's name?"
"Hey, Yuna, you were pretty good out on the slopes today. I'm impressed. You used to be scared to slide down the hills," Braska said, trying to make light conversation.
He knew that she was upset about something. He wasn't going to force her to talk about it. She would if she wanted to. He had been more than surprised that she had stayed out all night on prom night. He hadn't questioned her about it, but he had discreetly searched her neck for signs of passion marks. He prayed to Yevon that her innocence hadn't been taken. Then, she would definitely not be his little girl anymore. He'd have to acknowledge that she was a woman now.
She sipped her hot chocolate and smiled at him. "You should have joined me."
"I would have…but my head's been hurting all day," he said, evasively, trying to play it off as just that and not a hangover.
She turned her head to look out at the snowy mountain and he jolted, almost spilling his hot tea and bourbon. He stared intently. Was her neck redder near her collarbone? She shifted again, the fabric of her cotton shirt moving. His eyes widened. Her neck was redder; he realized seeing a large passion mark there.
"Yuna, I know that you're upset about something. It wouldn't have anything to do with what happened on prom night, would it?"
He noticed her multi-colored eyes misted over a bit. "No," she lied.
She swallowed. Just the thought of prom night brought painful memories to her mind. It had been without a doubt the most wonderful night of her life. And it had been a lie. She had been used for the purpose of monetary gain. She didn't know how Tidus could do that to her. He had seemed like he genuinely cared about her. But, it had all been a trick. To get her treat.
She was done crying over it. She had begged Braska to come to Mt. Gagazet early because she needed to get away. She would miss her graduation, but it was no longer important. She didn't want to graduate with a bunch of no good scoundrels anyway. And there was no way to avoid Tidus. He would have been seated right next to her. What would have prevented her from trying to scratch his scandalous eyes out? She coughed. The memory of his eyes, her favorite feature about him, would only bring about a fresh batch of tears.
"You…um, didn't come home that night, honey. I realize you're old enough to stay out all night, but…you weren't with Tidus, were you?" asked Braska painfully.
Yuna saw him wincing. There was no need to ruin his mood. He was already drinking and it was mid afternoon. No doubt he would really get plastered if he had to mourn the passing of her virginity.
"No. Well, we weren't alone. We were with Rikku and Gippal."
This didn't make Braska feel any better. He had labeled Rikku's boyfriend as a wild cannon, and she weren't far behind him.
"I think I'm going to go get in the Jacuzzi. I'd like to be alone," she told him, sitting her mug on the table. He nodded. She left to go to their room to change into her bathing suit and grab a towel. This trip was supposed to make her forget everything that had happened in Zanarkand. It wasn't working so far. She grabbed her things and headed down to the lodge's spa area where a Jacuzzi was placed.
It was empty. She was glad. She didn't feel like making polite conversation. She slowly slipped into the warm water. She closed her eyes. It felt so soothing. So comforting. Unfortunately, the warm water was making her think about the last time she'd felt so at ease, as if she were slipping into something warm. She couldn't help but think about Tidus' warm body pressed against hers.
She thought about his fingers moving slowly over every inch of her body. Her thoughts drifted further, thinking about what it had felt like to finally be one with him. She opened her eyes suddenly, sensing she wasn't alone.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you," said a guy with purple hair and gray eyes. He had a very lean frame, with tattoos covering his upper arms.
"It's okay," she said, though she was disappointed at the interruption. He slid into the water across from her.
"So, I guess you're here on vacation, huh?" he asked, when she hoped he wouldn't want to make conversation.
She nodded. "Yes. My father's with me."
"The guy that's sleeping in the lounge?" he asked.
"Yes," she said, though she wasn't sure if Braska was sleeping or not.
"I'm on vacation, too. Well, not really. I'm making my way to Zanarkand. So, this is a rest stop for me."
"You're walking to Zanarkand?" she asked, surprised.
"I don't mind the hike. It's therapeutic for me. I'm moving to Zanarkand."
"What about all of your things?"
He shrugged. "Everything I own is in a knapsack."
"What about your family?"
He smiled. She realized she was asking too many personal questions. She didn't know this stranger. She certainly didn't want him asking her things.
"I'm sorry…" she began.
"It's okay. You're just curious. People are always curious about me."
End of Ch.1. Thanks for reading. I'll try to update soon.