Misinterpretations
By Natsue Arishima
Sighing with content, the summoner walked back up to shore, the sun immediately drying her wet undergarments. Squeezing the water out of her hair, she quickly slipped on her outfit, tying her obi with rapid grace.
Picking up her staff, Yuna started to head back into the trees surrounding the lake where she had previously took a small dip in, her green and blue eyes darting around her surroundings and a look of content on her face. The others had told her that they would wait, and for once, she had persuaded Sir Auron that she didn't need a bodyguard for the short walk to the lake.
Hearing faint voices in the distance, she smiled, walking a bit faster. Reaching an ancient, knurled tree, she suddenly stopped, a slender hand resting on the great truck and her eyes widening as the noises turned into grunts. Two rather familiar voices followed, drifting up to her ears.
"Ow... I'm gonna need a bath now, ya? To get rid of all the sweat..." That was unmistakably Wakka, though he sounded strangely tired.
"Don't deny that you didn't like it," Tidus's voice snapped coolly back, slightly wavered. Yuna's mouth parted in surprise. Biting her lip, she shut her eyes and listened. Tidus didn't... Tidus wouldn't...
She heard Wakka grunt, his voice strained. "You only liked it because you ended up on top."
There was a small laugh, and then Tidus replied, his voice a bit weak, "Never thought you'd be underneath to a younger guy, huh?"
The listening summoner coughed, quietly stepping forward. What was going on? Did the two of them just do what she thought they did?
As she crept nearer, another voice joined the argument. "Stop with the inappropriate acts. We're wasting time."
Sir Auron? Surely not... him too?
"Jealous, old man?" Tidus's voice was a lot closer now, and there was a definite feebleness to it. Just what had he been doing?
"Want some of the action? Well... Wakka, bang him up for us."
Yuna quickly started to move forward, thoughts drifting through her mind. The three of them... A trio? Her mind shivered with the thought. Where was Lulu and Rikku? Kimahri? She suddenly blanched. Please... don't have the three of them be watching...
Wakka moaned. "I'm too tired, ya? Tidus, don't pin me down next time! It hurt, ya?"
Auron scoffed, and Yuna could almost imagine him shaking his head. "You're skill is pitiful."
"Hey, Wakka, let's do it again." What was Tidus doing? Yuna raised an eyebrow.
"I told ya, I'm tired! I can't even get you in a good grip. What's the fun in that, ya? You'll just pin me down again."
"Last time, promise! Just until Yuna gets back? You liked it last time, so you'll like it this time too."
"What makes you think that? You're too sweaty and hard. Loosen up, ya?"
"How's a guy able to loosen up? Sheesh..."
There was silence, and Yuna held her breath. This didn't sound good... not good at all. Finally, Wakka gave a defeated, "Fine."
The summoner almost felt like barfing at the noise that ensued, mixed with groans, moans, and occasional name-calling.
There was a harsh slam, Tidus yelping Wakka's name, and the redheaded blitzball player giving a satisfied but strained, "Ha! Who ended on top this time, ya?"
Shaking her head, Yuna ran forward, and almost stumbled into the clearing that her guardians were in. Her eyes shifting around wildly, she saw Tidus and Wakka a few inches away from each other, panting heavily, and a more resigned Auron standing upright with his arms crossed, eyes hidden by the dark shades. Kimahri was no where in sight, and Lulu was a few feet away from Auron, Onion Knight in her arms.
"What ha-?"
Rikku jumped down nimbly from the branch that she was sitting on before Yuna could finish, her green eyes sparkling. "Yunie! About time! I was getting tired of the two of them arm wrestling!"
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A/N: ^^ How was it? I don't know if there was already another fic like this one (with the same idea and all) because I didn't check. So if there was, then sorry! But anyway, how was it? Like or don't like? Please R&R!
--Natsue Arishima
By Natsue Arishima
Sighing with content, the summoner walked back up to shore, the sun immediately drying her wet undergarments. Squeezing the water out of her hair, she quickly slipped on her outfit, tying her obi with rapid grace.
Picking up her staff, Yuna started to head back into the trees surrounding the lake where she had previously took a small dip in, her green and blue eyes darting around her surroundings and a look of content on her face. The others had told her that they would wait, and for once, she had persuaded Sir Auron that she didn't need a bodyguard for the short walk to the lake.
Hearing faint voices in the distance, she smiled, walking a bit faster. Reaching an ancient, knurled tree, she suddenly stopped, a slender hand resting on the great truck and her eyes widening as the noises turned into grunts. Two rather familiar voices followed, drifting up to her ears.
"Ow... I'm gonna need a bath now, ya? To get rid of all the sweat..." That was unmistakably Wakka, though he sounded strangely tired.
"Don't deny that you didn't like it," Tidus's voice snapped coolly back, slightly wavered. Yuna's mouth parted in surprise. Biting her lip, she shut her eyes and listened. Tidus didn't... Tidus wouldn't...
She heard Wakka grunt, his voice strained. "You only liked it because you ended up on top."
There was a small laugh, and then Tidus replied, his voice a bit weak, "Never thought you'd be underneath to a younger guy, huh?"
The listening summoner coughed, quietly stepping forward. What was going on? Did the two of them just do what she thought they did?
As she crept nearer, another voice joined the argument. "Stop with the inappropriate acts. We're wasting time."
Sir Auron? Surely not... him too?
"Jealous, old man?" Tidus's voice was a lot closer now, and there was a definite feebleness to it. Just what had he been doing?
"Want some of the action? Well... Wakka, bang him up for us."
Yuna quickly started to move forward, thoughts drifting through her mind. The three of them... A trio? Her mind shivered with the thought. Where was Lulu and Rikku? Kimahri? She suddenly blanched. Please... don't have the three of them be watching...
Wakka moaned. "I'm too tired, ya? Tidus, don't pin me down next time! It hurt, ya?"
Auron scoffed, and Yuna could almost imagine him shaking his head. "You're skill is pitiful."
"Hey, Wakka, let's do it again." What was Tidus doing? Yuna raised an eyebrow.
"I told ya, I'm tired! I can't even get you in a good grip. What's the fun in that, ya? You'll just pin me down again."
"Last time, promise! Just until Yuna gets back? You liked it last time, so you'll like it this time too."
"What makes you think that? You're too sweaty and hard. Loosen up, ya?"
"How's a guy able to loosen up? Sheesh..."
There was silence, and Yuna held her breath. This didn't sound good... not good at all. Finally, Wakka gave a defeated, "Fine."
The summoner almost felt like barfing at the noise that ensued, mixed with groans, moans, and occasional name-calling.
There was a harsh slam, Tidus yelping Wakka's name, and the redheaded blitzball player giving a satisfied but strained, "Ha! Who ended on top this time, ya?"
Shaking her head, Yuna ran forward, and almost stumbled into the clearing that her guardians were in. Her eyes shifting around wildly, she saw Tidus and Wakka a few inches away from each other, panting heavily, and a more resigned Auron standing upright with his arms crossed, eyes hidden by the dark shades. Kimahri was no where in sight, and Lulu was a few feet away from Auron, Onion Knight in her arms.
"What ha-?"
Rikku jumped down nimbly from the branch that she was sitting on before Yuna could finish, her green eyes sparkling. "Yunie! About time! I was getting tired of the two of them arm wrestling!"
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A/N: ^^ How was it? I don't know if there was already another fic like this one (with the same idea and all) because I didn't check. So if there was, then sorry! But anyway, how was it? Like or don't like? Please R&R!
--Natsue Arishima