Three Of Hearts
Ch.1 Annoyance At First Sight
"Maybe it won't be that bad. I mean at least were going to the same school." Braska noted, trying his best to cheer Auron up. Both Braska and Auron were 19 years old, and finally going to college. Auron had immediately become sick with nervousness when he got on board the aero plane with Braska. "Come on, Auron. Don't make such a big deal out of this." Braska said.
"It is a big deal! This is our first time ever leaving Bevelle! We're going to a foreign city, to a foreign school, and we don't even have the same room!" Auron cried out. He clamped a hand over his mouth, just as he turned green.
Braska handed over the blue bucket, right before Auron hurled. "Fell better?" He asked.
"No." Auron replied, rolling over.
"Maybe you'd feel better on the bed?" Braska suggested.
"Honestly, I don't think me being on the bed or the floor will make much of a difference." Auron said as he curled up with a pillow on the floor.
"I'll go bring you some cool water. Don't move around too much, okay." Braska said, not waiting for a reply. As Auron heard the click of the door, he completely ignored what Braska told him and switched on the TV. He flipped through the channels, stopping on a Zanarkand blitz game.
The Zanarkand Abes were playing the Al bhed Psyches. So far, the Abes were winning. It was typical, really. The Zanarkand Abes were the best blitz ball team Spira had ever seen. The Al bhed were nowhere near on the Abes level. As of yet, no one could beat them. One of the Abes caught Auron's attention.
He wore black shorts with a yellow and red flame design on the bottom left pant leg. His hair was tied back into a ponytail with a red bandana over it. His chest had a big letter "J" on it with a few scars marring it. The way he showed off all over the sphere pool and bullied the other team annoyed Auron. He hated arrogant people. Braska walked into the room with a compress filled with ice and glass of water.
"Oh, are you feeling better?" He asked, approaching Auron.
"Well, I can't puke anymore, if that's what you're asking. Nothing left to throw up." Auron said.
Braska just shook his head.
"I figured you had a headache from throwing up so much, so I brought you an aspirin." Braska replied, giving the aspirin over to Auron. Auron gratefully took the aspirin along with the water.
"Thanks." Auron said, looking up at Braska.
He stared at the small television set. "What are you watching?" Braska asked.
"Blitz ball, obviously." Auron said, sarcastically. Braska smiled.
"Amazing you can still make jokes when you nearly puked your guts up." Braska said.
"I try." Auron replied, lying down.
Braska just shook his head, placing the compress on Auron's forehead.
"You know, I'm not sick." Auron said, even though the coolness felt good across his warm head.
"Yeah, sure. You should rest some. We still got about an hour before we hit Zanarkand air." Braska suggested.
Auron just nodded and curled up with his pillow.
About two hours later, Braska and Auron were at the entrance to ZTU's main building. The whole entire campus looked nothing like Bevelle. The buildings were tall and close together, where as in Bevelle they were two story buildings and spread out.
Auron gulped. It was a good thing he had nothing left to puke.
"Come on." Braska said, leading the way into the main office. The inside definitely didn't look anything like the outside. The ceiling was low, and the school colors were splayed across every plasma screen.
"Plasma screen TV's? How can they afford that?!" Auron whispered.
All the expensive equipment and furniture in one room made him feel small and insignificant. Braska approached the front desk where a woman sat typing at a computer.
"Where can we get our schedules?" Braska asked. The woman looked up from the computer.
"And who might you be?" She asked, her fingers poised over her keyboard.
"Braska Hajime and this is Auron Nishida. We just got here from Bevelle." Braska said, politely.
"One moment. Let me pull up your names." She said, beginning to type at a rapid pace. "First year at ZTU?"
"Yeah."
"Here you go. You both know how to get to your dorms?" Braska and Auron looked at each other, then shook their heads.
"Alright, look. Your dorms close by. Just exit this building and take a left. The building next to this one is the dorm you'll be staying in. On the first floor." She said, referring to Braska.
"You'll be staying farther down by the sphere pool. There's a building right in front of the pool. It's red, yellow, and black so you shouldn't miss it. Your room is on the third floor. Your exact rooms are on this paper, okay? If you get lost along the way don't hesitate to ask someone. Anymore questions?" The woman asked, with a cheery voice. Braska shook his head, thanked the lady, and left without another word.
Once they exited the building, Auron sighed.
"Still nervous?" Braska asked him. Auron just nodded. He would still have a ways to go.
"Do you want me to walk with you?" Braska asked.
Auron just shook his head. "No, I've gotta find it myself. You go get settled in." Auron said, as he walked off in the direction of the sphere pool.
If it weren't for campus police Auron would've never found the damn building. The lady back at the main office wasn't specific enough. The sphere pool was in the back of a bunch of red, yellow, and black buildings! Auron wanted to go back and curse that stupid girl, but he got lost in the maze. So, now here he was in the stair well of the building where his room was in. Getting up the stairs however was a completely different matter all on its own.
He struggled up the stairs with his bags, thinking 3B the whole time.
Why'd I have to be on the third floor? Auron asked himself.
Auron stumbled, and dropped one of his bags. He leaned against the wall and groaned, staring down at the lost bag.
"Need any help?" Someone's gruff voice asked. Auron looked up to see a guy in a oversized t-shirt with a red bandana and black shorts looking down at him. Even though his shirt was big on him, his muscles were clearly visible. Auron recognized him from TV.
"You're a blitz ball player, aren't you?" Auron asked, looking up at him.
"Yeah, I'm on the Zanarkand University blitz ball team. My names Jecht Miyagusuku. You are?" Jecht said, with a grin. He was still young, but traces of a gotee could be seen around his mouth.
"Auron Nishida. I, uh, just transferred here." He replied.
"Do you want my help?" Jecht asked again, looking at Auron's bags.
"Oh, yeah. Thank you." Auron said, handing Jecht one of his duffel bags. He grabbed the other bag that fell from his grip earlier as Jecht waited.
"What room are you in?" Jecht asked, pushing open the stair well door.
"Umm, 3B."
"No shit! That's my room." Jecht said, surprised. He had that room to himself for a year, and now he had a roommate.
"Where'd you transfer in from?" Jecht asked, striking up conversation.
"I'm from Bevelle. This is my first time coming to a new city, so I'm a little overwhelmed." Auron replied.
"Oh, yeah. Well, if you need anything all you have to do is ask. Although, don't ask those jerks by the sphere pool. There just gonna give you trouble because your new here." Jecht said, as they reached their dorm room. Jecht slid his key card in the door and pushed it open. The room was surprisingly neat, and even had a clean linen scent in the air.
"The bed by the window is yours. You have a key card, right?" Jecht said, placing Auron's bag on the bed.
"Yeah."
"Okay, then come and go as you please because I gotta get to blitz practice. See ya!" Jecht said, leaving. Auron waved back as he dropped his other bags on the floor.
Well, that wasn't so bad, Auron thought.
Classes hadn't started yet, so Braska and Auron had some time to hang out before the next week. They met at a popular pizza parlor called 'Danny's Pizza', across the street from campus. It was Thursday so it was crowded and noisy, but neither minded.
"Did you meet your roommate?" Braska asked.
"Yeah, he's a nice guy. He's a blitz ball player." Auron said, sipping some coke.
"My roommate's a bit quite. He's polite, but he seems like the type who lets people push him around a lot." Braska said.
"What the hell are they playing?" Auron said, referring to the music.
"Why? Don't like Zanarkand music?" Someone said next to Auron. When he looked up, he saw a guy sneering down at him.
"Huh?" Auron replied, caught off guard.
"I said--''
"I think you should leave us alone." Braska interjected, glaring at him. The young man glared back.
"Who do you think you are talking to me like that?! Do you know who I am?" He said, his voice rising in anger.
"No, and I really don't care. So, will you please leave." Braska replied, standing.
Auron gulped. He could feel the tension coming off the two, and he knew just by the way Braska's jaw clenched that there was gonna be a fight. The young man laughed. Four more other guys, all agile and strong looking stood behind him.
"No, I don't think I want to leave. You on the other hand should--''
"Just shut up and piss off, Tony." A gruff voice said, behind the five. The one named Tony spun around infuriated.
"Who the hell said that?!" Tony yelled, angrily.
"Who do you thinks got the balls enough to talk down to a bunch of little shits like you?" Jecht said, stepping forward. He grinned at Tony daring him to say something.
"Jecht…" Auron said, in relief.
Tony turned back to Braska and said, "This isn't over, outsider. You just got lucky this time." And left with his tail between his legs in a hurry with his cohorts.
Auron sighed, glad to be able to avoid a confrontation. "Jecht. Thank you." Auron said, grateful.
"No biggy. Those guys are always looking for an excuse to fight. Their always sitting on the side lines because of their temper." Jecht said, squeezing into the seat by the window next to Auron.
"So, there blitz ball players?" Auron said, unconsciously leaning into Jecht.
"Yeah. Oh, and by the way, next time don't try to start anything. It's bad business for Danny here." Jecht said, talking to Braska. He turned red with embarrassment and anger.
"Well, nothing would have happened if it weren't for those muscle heads trying to bully Auron." Braska replied, almost yelling.
"And aggravating the situation is going to make it any better." Jecht said, putting an arm around Auron's shoulder's. Auron himself didn't even notice. He was too focused on why Braska was so upset. Braska clenched his fist, and gritted his teeth.
"Forget it. I'm leaving." Braska said, leaving the parlor.
"Ah, Braska wait! Where are you going?" Auron said, jumping up.
"What? Did I say something wrong?" Jecht said, with a grin.
It was annoyance at first sight.
Braska should actually be happy that Jecht stepped in when he did, but he just rubbed him the wrong way.
The way he moved...
The way he squeezed into the seat next to Auron...
The way he put his arm around Auron, and how Auron leaned into his touch!
It all rubbed him the wrong way, and jealousy was the emotion that sparked to life inside him. He wouldn't let Auron be stolen away from him!
Author's Note:
Yes, my fangirls, this is a yaoi! Or more correctly put, a Shouen Ai.
Yes, my fangirls, Auron is the Uki!
Yes, Braska and Jecht will fight over Auron. This wouldn't be Boy's Love if they didn't!
My inspiration that started this...I was in school reading a Yaoi at lunch with my friends. It was called after I win. Steamy? Not really. But i liked the concept, and i wanted to make my own with a few twists! AND I wanted to do a fic between Jecht, Auron, and Braska! Perfect oppertunity, right?!
Anyway, here it is!
The finished chapter of Three of Hearts!
Annoyance at First Sight!
R&R, PLZ!
Oh, yeah! Before i forget!
ZTU, get it?
Zanarkand Technical University! Lol!
I told my mom i wanted to go to ZTU and she said, "Where the Hell is that?"