Ok A New Story!! Tehe Ok So Yeh I Don't Own Final Fantasy X Or Anything, Though I Wish I Did (
Against The Odds.
Chapter 1
"I can play Blitzball fine Wakka!"
The grunts and groans that came from the blitzer were too much for Wakka to handle. He had to look away. Whenever Tidus slammed his shoulder onto the sponge covered machina, Wakka shut his eyes and turned away.
"Ti, lets be practical, your shoulder was really damaged. I'm sorry ya? But you cant play anymore." He sighed, adjusting his blue bandanna around his head, keeping the orange hair at bay. "Train all you want, but your just not capable to play with The Abes. That shoulder of yours has given me more complications than ever, ya?"
Stepping back a few paces, Tidus rubbed his aching shoulder. Yes, the injury he received hurt, but the pain would go and he could play again. He'd visited the priests at the Zanarkand temples and received the same words as Wakka was giving. He couldn't play Blitzball anymore. And it killed him inside. Tidus just didn't want to face reality. He lived for Blitzball, he couldn't not play, could he?
"Its not fair..."He trailed off, staring at the hard equipment he had to ram himself into. "That damn Bickson shoulda been thrown off the team instead of me! When I get my hands on him I'll-"
"You'll what Tidus?" Wakka was growing tired of his dry threats. Every time, Tidus was sure to make a threat towards Bickson for reasons unknown. They never got on, never, seeing as Tidus played for the Zanarkand Abes, and Bickson played for the Luca Goers. The two top teams in Blitzball, and they were like 2 fiends in the calm lands. It was a nightmare for Wakka, as he got along with both teams, but he preferred Tidus more than Bickson.
The sweat glistened off of Tidus' shoulders and arms; his Blitzball outfit stripped down to just his black shorts and a yellow vest top along with his yellow boots. He ran forward, hurling his shoulder into the hard material. Grunting, he rubbed the aches and pains he received in his shoulder. But he didn't stop. He carried on, ignoring Wakka's warning and wiped the sweat off his brow. Wakka watched as Tidus opened a new bottle of fresh water and sighed. He looked at his feet as he stood behind the hard machina. His efforts to persuade Tidus to get Blitzball off his mind were done in vain, and the more he went on about it, the more Tidus would object. Wakka knew Tidus was stubborn, but this was pushing it.
"Anyway, on a happier note; Seymour wants to talk to you 'bout something, ya?" Wakka's face scrunched up in disgust. "He wouldn't tell me what it was 'bout, but he seem pretty serious, ya? What d'you do this time?" Wakka's expression hadn't changed. The look of disgust was still plastered onto his face. Tidus could only laugh. Seymour and Wakka had different views on Yevon, and both fought to defend themselves.
"Um...nothing I can think of, I mean I haven't spoken to him since we were in Bevelle last." Tidus replied. He stood tall, slowly gasping for breath as his bottled water was hanging down his side, firmly grasped in his hand. He leaned all his weight on one leg, placed his thumb and forefinger around his chin and looked to the sky, as if to think. Wakka found this as a sarcastic gesture and smirked, rubbing his forehead.
Besaid has always been a hot area, especially in the middle of a summer heat wave. As the waves splashed around on the moist sand, Tidus stared off into the horizon. He loved coming to Besaid for Blitzball season, especially when Wakka was there training with the Besaid Aurochs. Sure, they hadn't won a Blitzball match in the last 10 years, but the team were more than cheerful when it came to the actual game. Training was their favourite part of the season, as they weren't against anyone, therefore couldn't lose. Simple, but stupid. As he gazed around the beach front, he watched as Keepa and Datto practiced their passes; Datto throwing it and Keepa catching it, as if saving a goal; Jassu was standing by the short yet dangerous cliff, throwing a Blitzball in the air, then kicking to the side, missing every now and again. Tidus was the only one using machina, much to Wakka's dislike. He had to put his injured shoulder through some intense exercise and training if it was to get better, if it ever did get better, so he could play again. Thats the reason he was in Besaid. The Zanarkand Abes had sent him away because of his shoulder. Not that Tidus didn't like Besaid. He stretched his arm. He placed his hand on his shoulder and stretched his shoulder muscle in small circles until his arm felt a little better. Sighing, he wiped the sweat forming on his forehead, running a hand through his hair.
"Fine, I 'spose I'd better go see him." Tidus hated going to talk to Seymour, but when he was serious, he was serious. "Have I got time for a quick swim?" A deep belly laugh erupted from Wakka, as he clutched his stomach.
"Ah brudda, your such a kidda, ya?" wiping the fake tears from his face, he turned and started to walk towards the small village. Throwing his hand in the air, he turned his head slightly to catch a glimpse of Tidus. "By the way, no, you cant go for a swim." Turning back he shouted towards the young man "He wants to see you now. You can swim when you get back ya?" Sighing, Tidus had no choice but to catch up with Wakka and follow him to wherever Seymour was.
Besaid Temple always creeped Tidus out, what with the big statues of summoners and the old stone walls, looking as though they would break and cave in at any moment. Shifting his weight from one foot to the other, he watched as Wakka prayed to Yevon, something Tidus detested. Whenever Wakka came in here, he wouldn't say a word until he'd finished praying; thought it was disrespecting Yevon if he did. Tidus felt so out of place, looking around he saw the priest talking among the small crowd gathered around Lord Braska's statue. He was obviously telling them a story about what he did 10 years ago, about how he'd made a huge change for Besaid Island, but died only a week later.
"Ah, Tidus. What a pleasu-"
"Shh!" He raised a finger to the Guado in front of him. Then slowly nodded his head towards Wakka "Cant you see he's praying? A lil' silence would be appreciated." Tidus then turned towards Wakka and folded his arms across his chest. No-one would ever do that to Seymour, as they knew what he was capable of. Except Tidus, he was always standing up to him, just to show Seymour wasn't the boss. He wasn't afraid of Seymour, not by a long shot. Heck, he'd even thumped him in the face once. No, Tidus was braver than him, and you could tell that a mile off. He tried to suppress a laugh as he saw Seymour in the corner of his eye; he was stood with his hands behind his back, eyes wide and lips pursed. He rocked back and forth out of impatience as he waited for Wakka to finish his prayer. He slowly looked around, as if someone or something can pass the time. Finally, movement came from Wakka as he slowly stood and stretched.
"Sorry 'bout taking so long, had personal matters, had to clear my head, ya?" his big brown eyes softly fell to the floor, as he shifted most of his weight onto his right leg, "Anyway, you wanted to see Tidus?"
"Yes. Infact I did." Seymour slowly turned towards Tidus and crossed his arms. "I need to talk to you about something important." He cleared his throat and turned towards Wakka who seemed to have found interest in the floor and had somehow moved between Tidus and Seymour. Raising an eyebrow, Seymour tapped his foot and glared at Wakka. Finally, after much stone pushing, he looked up to cold icy blue eyes
"Do you mind?"
Wakka's face dropped. He hadn't realized what he did, and quickly stepped back, shoving his hands into his pocket and turned his back to them. "Sorry ya? Stupid me, didn't know what I was doin'. I'll meet you back on the beach brudda" He took a jog out of the temple and out of sight. Seymour finally turned back to Tidus and smiled smugly.
"I have a job for you." The way he spoke made Tidus' skin crawl, but he had to wait it out till Seymour was finished. He was braver than Seymour, but he wasn't rude.
"Okay, what kinda job? No way am I dressing up like a Chocobo again!"
"No, no!" Waving his hands in front of him, Seymour took a step back, as if not to temp Tidus in a fight. "This one is far more important than some stupid Chocobo costume." He turned and slowly walked out of the temple, with Tromel not far behind. His long fingers intertwined behind his back as his strides were big and long, as if the whole world had stopped and there was no rush at all. He gave a small nod towards Tromel, as if to give a sign to him.
"Oh, r-right" He stuttered, his voice deep and nervous. "Master Tidus, this way please"
The sphere glowed in front of his eyes. It was almost blinding, but he couldn't make himself turn away. The view he was witnessing was horrifying, yet beautiful. As the liquid shone through the glass to show the contents inside, Seymour paced the floor of the Crusader's hut, slightly embarrassed at the images being shown. It showed a young woman, couldn't be more than twenty, and look extremely shy. The sphere was just on her, occasionally moving onto both her and Seymour, who hugged her and kissed her cheek, smiling slyly towards the sphere. But every time he shone the sphere towards her face, she'd deeply blush and try to hide her face with her brown hair.
"Yuna, stop hiding, it does you no good." Seymour spoke on the sphere. The last shot was of her, smiling innocently into the sphere, her hand busy tucking a stray hair behind her ear, eyes shining brightly. The image froze, before cutting out completely with a slight buzz. The sudden darkness caught Tidus off guard, as he rubbed his eyes and turned towards Seymour.
"So.." Tidus started slowly, placing his weight on this right leg as his hands placed the sphere down onto the table and found their way towards the back of his neck, slightly stretching his whole body, "What is it you want me to do exactly?"
"I want you, to find her." It sounded so blunt, the way it left Seymour's mouth, with no emotion at all, as if she was just a package. "And I want you to bring her back to me."
"So she ran away?" Tidus couldn't help but smirk, shoving his hands into his black shorts. They were still slightly wet from the Blitz training, but he didn't mind, he was going for a swim after he was done with Seymour anyway, and the moistness just helped him think the sooner Seymour is done the sooner I can get the hell outta here and swim. His head lowered, as a smirk displayed itself on his mouth, trying to stifle the giggles that wanted to join the smirk.
"No, she- well I guess you could say that. But I have no idea why she would want to do that; I gave her everything, and she's basically thrown it all back in my face."
Again, Tidus couldn't help but chuckle, the fact that Seymour made a girl run away from him just tickled his insides. Seymour, obviously, was not amused. His face fell, while his ice blue eyes still eyed up Tidus. His hands fell freely at his sides out of impatience and waited until Tidus was finished.
"Ok, Ok, so whats her name?"
"Yuna Callaghan. Take the sphere if you must, its of no use to me now." Seymour dismissed the matter with a wave of his hand, as he waited for Tromel to open up the huge thick material that blocked the entrance and exit. It was too much for the old scrawny Guado, so Tidus lent a hand, shoving the sphere into his shorts pocket and lifting the material with much effort.
"But," Tidus struggled, as Tromel got in the way and stood on his foot, leaving Tidus to open the cloth himself. It was up before you know it, but Tidus had never had any trouble lifting the heavy cloth before, except for this one, it was always that little to heavy. Only Yevon knows why it was the heaviest, "If its of no use to you, why are you giving it to me?"
"Thats just a copy." He smugly replied, turning to face Tidus, Tromel not far behind, "I have the original. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm needed somewhere."
"Well, hang on, where do I look??" Tidus was getting nervous, what if this was a set up? What if Seymour was just playing a horrid trick on him? All sorts of questions ran through his mind.
"Try all over Spira. I haven't the foggiest idea as to where she is. Though I suggest trying Bikinel, for she has relatives there. Good day Tidus" Seymour bowed, and walked away, towards the beach where his airship awaited his arrival to take him back to Guadosalam.
"Yeh, see ya." Tidus said, mainly to himself as he grabbed the sphere from his pocket and inspected it once more. Sighing, he ran his hand through his choppy hair. Maybe this "task" would get his mind off Blitzball.
"Yo, brudda, you coming for a dip?" Wakka shouted from afar, as his voice echoed through the whole village. He stood waving his arms in the arm, criss-crossing them as they swung. This made Tidus smile, as he knew he would have to tell Wakka he couldn't stay to train with the Aurochs for a while. He started jogging towards the path that led to the beach, placing the sphere back in his pocket, not worrying about it just yet.
(A/N) Hahaha! This has gotta be the longest thing I have ever written methinks :D Hope you enjoy it. Review Please!! :D
p.s. To my devoted readers on my other stories, they are in process, but I have massive writers block and have no idea what to write, so if anyone has any idea, send me a message :D
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