Chapter 3: The Party

"So, you gonna give me the honor of your name?" Baralai had followed Yuna back to her locker, leaning against the side.

Yuna's heart skipped a little, and glanced into his eyes, the smile tugging at his lips, that for some reason couldn't find it in her to trust… but ignored it.

"Yuna. Yuna Lesca,"

You've all experienced it, the typical bad-boy that you can't seem to stop thinking about, that makes everything you do together seem all so much more dangerous.

The alluring, sexy guy that no matter how much he hurts you, you want to go back for more. And Baralai was just that guy. His rugged appearance, his light blond hair and green eyes, his full, tender lips, his muscular frame that seemed to arouse Yuna's interest right now…

"So," he smiled a little wider, getting her back to earth, "Miss Yuna Lesca, would you do me the honor of accompanying me to a party t'night?"

Before Yuna could reply, she glanced as Tidus and Gippal got out of detention, and Tidus flashed her a quick smile and Yuna instantly melted, giving him a weak smile back. Baralai looked at Tidus, and looked at her, a slow grin coming across his face.

"So, it's like that, is it?"

"W-what are you talking about?" she stammered, closing her locker.

"You and Tidus," he smirked, "Well, can't say I blame you, being as he's the hottest most popular guy in school,"

"That has nothing to do with it," she defended herself instantly, then put her hand over her mouth realizing she had just admitted it.

"Seriously, what kind of chance do you think you have?"

"It's so obvious you're jealous," Yuna retorted, walking further down the hall.

"No, I'm just being a realist here," he changed his tone a little, making it softer, so that he wouldn't scare Yuna away, "Tidus will of course, being who he is, use you, and once it's all over, you'll be the only one crying,"

"As if that would even happen," she muttered, "I'm Yuna, the school photographer. He's Tidus, good looking God,"

"Geez, ya really idolize him don't you?" he let out a laugh, "He's only a guy. And I mean, you're hot. Maybe you have some great personality, but either way, he won't care,"

"You don't even know him,"

"What makes you so sure you even know him?" was his rejoinder. Yuna paused. It was true. She didn't really know Tidus at all. There was a bit of an awkward silence.

"So, what makes you think I'm all-so-hot anyway?" she just had to ask. This was probably the most attention she'd received since she had gone out with Isaaru.

"Well, for one, you've got a great ass, and a chest to kill fo-"

"Never mind," she cut him off, "Does that line work on anyone?"

"Actually, that's not even a line," he said, "But you asked me,"

"Do you naturally go up to people and start snooping in their lives because they're hot?"

"Hey, don't blame me, most of the time I don't even remember half of what I say," He shrugged, pulling out his lighter and a 'cigarette'.

"Baralai!" Yuna almost looked shocked, "If you get caught…"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Anyways, enough about Mr. Perfect Abs, do you wanna go to the party with me this t'night?"

"I don't know…" she faltered, and then thought about it for a moment. Since when do really hot guys ask her to go to parties? "I guess I could,"

"Alright, peace, I'll pick you up after school," he said, and with that, he was off. What a day, Yuna couldn't help but think.

XXX

"What was that?" Gippal asked Tidus, who had a happy-go-lucky grin on his face.

"What was what?" he snapped out of it, retorting back to Gippal.

"The whole dreamy-smile Yuna thing,"

"Dreamy-smile Yuna thing? What are you, 5? I smiled at her, so what?"

"Well, just so you know, you looked completely gay for the past few minutes, and it's creeping me out,"

"Shut up," he laughed, punching Gippal in the arm.

"Holy fuck Tidus!" he backed off, jokingly, "You just said 'Shut up', just like a girl, perfect imitation and everything,"

The bell rang, as if on queue.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm gonna go find some gay bar, see you around Gip,"

"K, later," he said, turning in the opposite direction.

Tidus opened the door, going outside the school, trying to forget the fact that he had just seen Yuna with Baralai. She had given him the nod so that's all that really mattered to him at the moment. Besides, he was Tidus, he was like, pimp-extraordinaire, right? He could get any girl he wanted.

Wait, he stopped himself for a moment. He wasn't a jerk or anything… but Yuna wasn't exactly on the 'in' list. She was good-looking, no one could deny that, especially without those bug-eyed glasses… but she was a complete nerd! She was part of the Escaflowne group for crying-out-loud. (A/N: I have nothing against Escaflowne, in fact, it's one of my favorite shows :D)

He shook it off. It was probably just the hormones talking. He hadn't gotten any in a week. No more thoughts of Yuna for him, he determined. Fate got the better of him though, and she passed by him, looking as gorgeous as ever. He almost groaned inwardly, as he watched her get in the car with Baralai…wait, hold the phone!

"What the hell is she doing in a car with Baralai?" he said aloud without even noticing it.

For someone he had just taken notice of today, he sure was awfully possessive.

"Um, going to a party probably,"

His mouth shut immediately, and spun around to see Auron smirking behind him. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit…think of something to say quick…

"And how do you know that?" Tidus smacked himself inwardly. He had practically just admitted it there.

"Well it's only the biggest thing since last week,"

Whoops. How did he miss that? This whole Rikku thing had really gotten him behind. Tidus never missed out on parties, especially not big ones.

"Who's hosting it?"

"Seymour,"

Just the sound of his name made his blood boil. He had hated Seymour with a passion ever since sixth grade and they became Blitz rivals.

"Well then, it looks like we have a party to crash, doesn't it?" he cut in with a grin.

XXX

The sound of the blaring music literally scared Yuna. She didn't know a person there, and Baralai had gone off somewhere, which of course he reassured her he'd "be right back". However, it had been over ten minutes and Yuna was starting to look awfully stupid staring at the punch bowl after her fifth glass.

Speaking of which… she glugged down another one, and then another… and another… and suddenly the room seemed so much more appealing. What was in the punch, anyway? Oh well, she giggled silently to herself, dance sensually to the music, which, by the way, caused more than one jaw to drop. The tune to "Nobody's Listening" was playing in the background, and Yuna decided to glug down another.

"Yuna!" Baralai grabbed her hand before she could even think of having another glass of punch, "What are you doing?"

He wasn't just about to let Yuna get completely wasted on the first time they go out. Something told him it was a bit too late for that though.

"D-dance with me," she breathed, wreaking of spiked-alcohol. Baralai almost groaned inwardly. It was only 7 o'clock and Yuna was already smashed out of her mind. At this point, as appealing as Yuna was to him right now, he wasn't a bad guy, (at least in that respect) and dragged her out of the room into the bathroom.

"I feel d-dizzy," she giggled again, "Come on Baralai, just one dance,"

"Not a chance in hell," he muttered, and before he could utter another word, he glanced down at his shoes, horrified. Yuna had just vomited all over him.

"That's it, I'm taking you home,"

"No!" she began, horrified. Even if she was drunk, there was no way her father could see her with Baralai. "My father will-"

"Blow us both to bits with a shot-gun if we walk through that door together," he grinned, and Yuna ran through the bathroom door.

"You can't catch me!" she laughed, pointing at him ten feet away. A girl behind her gave her a bizarre look like 'Wtf' as she tripped over the beach ball and fell into the pool.

Oh, Yevon. This was going to be some night.

XXX

"Where the hell is he?" Tidus practically growled out, causing Wakka to jump back.

"Seriously, brudda, relax," Wakka put his hand on his shoulder, and he stiffened. "This is a party, no need to be so uptight about Seymour, ya?"

"This is Seymour's party," he snapped, "I'm not going out of here until we settle this score,"

He was about to say something, when the devil himself came out of a nearby room, with a certain blonde attached to his lips. Wakka immediately chugged down his beer, so he wouldn't have to witness what happened next.