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Author: The Lady Grey
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Genre: Romance/Humour
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Game: Final Fantasy X
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Summary: To achieve his plans, Seymour will use any means, but how can he get the enigmatic blonde blitzer of Yuna's party to bow to him? Various one-shots not all related to each other, but connected in a way as Seymour tries to catch Tidus.
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Disclairment: I do not own Final Fantasy X or any of its characters. Square Enix does. I do warn you, this will have yaoi and the rating will go up.
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Plan I: I don't like it.
'I don't like it' were the simple words that made him feel so frustrated.
How dare that stupid little ditzy blonde blitz player from the 'Zanarkand Abes' turn down a gift from him. Seymour Guado, Maester of Yevon, and a handsome man to boot. With a regal demeanor and quite well developed body, he was pretty sure the blonde should at the very least feel flattered!
Surely the boy jested when he turned down the very expensive, very beautiful outfit he had so caringly chosen out from a large room filled with treasures. Seymour was never one to waste any time to actually give presents, let alone would he ever waste his precious time on it again. So here, for his first act of kindness he gets a 'No' simple and stupid, like the boy who he was currently trying to butter up.
'What?' came out of the bluenetts mouth calmly, clearly hiding the rage that was swarming like sin in his body. Why? Why? Why?
How did life get this aggravating?! Did he do something….surely it wasn't karma haunting him because that stupid father of his, was it?! No, surely it wasn't that! But then, how was it possible for the one human in Spira to be lucky enough to get such a gift from him to turn him down? Without so much as a glance?! He felt a little….hurt? Was this rejection?
'I said I don't like it' answered Tidus, smiling that stupid childish, smile of his, making those rosy, kissable, yummy---enough! He had to focus on the shocks of his rejection. The boy was not unsightly, but he has seen his fair share of both female and male beauties, and although Tidus' eyes were captivating, and his sun-kissed skin and lovely gold hair did catch many a specimen's eyes, he was still just a boy.
'Why do you not like it?' asked Seymour, trying to calm himself down. Surely the boy knew what he was turning down.
'Its not my thing, it looks girly, and its pink' The bluenett could have broken down crying, instead, he decided to sigh a bit. Grinding his teeth discreetly, clenching and unclenching his hands. Pink, and girly! The boy had to audacity to call the ceremonial garb of friendship and trust of the Guado's girly! It was not pink but a light plum colour, which was catching the setting suns rays, and the shimmering materials frail colour could only hold out so long against the suns red rays.
'…..' He couldn't even muster up words to the boy.
'Listen, its nice of you to want to give me that dress---'
'It most certainly is not a dress!!' cried out the man frustrated. 'It is a ceremonial garb of the Guado's that I had found in one of the manors rooms! Amongst all the gold and riches in that room, the one that seemed to be the most genuine gift of friendship was that!'
Tidus blinked, looking at the now haggard looking man, taking in all the man had just said. It was ceremonial garb? Of friendship? The Guado's had such a thing?
'You know….a simple handshake and greeting would have done just fine' said Tidus, always simple and clean.
Seymour looked at the male, eyes a bit wide, even for him. Tidus couldn't help but smile a bit, not in a mocking way, but in his friendly, innocent and trusting way. Holding out his hand.
'Hey, I'm Tidus, its nice to meet you'
He said, as though he had never met Seymour, as though he only saw a man, and not the Measter of Yevon. The Halfling felt a foreign warmth crawl into his chest as he awkwardly, yet elegantly, managed to slip his long, elegant, skinny, and cold hand into Tidus' own warm, welcoming, and blitz worn hand.
'I….am Seymour'
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