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Title: Marriages are Just Disgusting

Rating: PG-13 – Cursing. And cause… Seymour's in it. That should be reason enough. ..

Pairing: Yuna/Seymour. -Shudders-

Word Count: 476

Warning(s): EWWW. Yuna and Seymour! SPOILERS! Oh, and some OOCness.

Summary: What if Yuna had wanted to marry Seymour?

Dedication: To Lenne Tinane123 and CypressDahlia, who really wanted to see this pairing, and so I wrote it. I can't believe I actually wrote it.

A/N: This at first I didn't want to do, and I was planning on not doing, as a matter of fact. But then when I thought about it, I really wanted to try. So, well, here I go! And please don't kill me for this. And one more thing, I don't give a crud about the timeline. Tidus has his wicked awesome Celestial weapon and I don't care what anyone else wants!

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Fire was dancing from beneath his feet as he grinded down the chain, twisting and leaping over from one of the lines to the other, dodging the shots that were fired right through them, hitting the airship they'd vaulted from. It ended all too soon, with a leap above the guards' heads and onto the red carpet, with nary a chance to slow down.

Quick now! Grab the sword at your side, dance away from the gunshots riddling the ground just by your feet, and slash left. A familiar howl of pain from a senseless puppet of Yevon's, and he had already downed three more by the time the thought was finished.

Behind him, the others were putting on nothing like his display, though Lulu's Reels created quite the fireworks display to back his performance. Stab straight, leap up onto the thick-headed guard's chest, free Caladbolg from his belly and dive forward again.

"YUNA!"

He was suddenly frozen, all his momentum diminished in one swift moment. The others stopped behind him, and he let a breath hiss through his teeth as Seymour pulled Yuna into a kiss. "YUNA!" He called out again, a slight whine to his shout. Oh, he was going to kill that Yevon bastard of a Maester.

Alright… so that kiss was lasting a lot longer than he'd thought it would. Holy! What a greedy bastard that Seymour was.

…okay, something was wrong here. "Yuna?" This time the name was heavily laced with hesitance and uncertainty when it was spoken. "Yuna?"

At last the newly wedded couple broke apart, Yuna's eyes shining with a wild, lustful light. It sent chills through the Blitzer, and he gulped nervously, strangling out the summoner's name one last time.

Yuna at last turned to him, light confusion on her face soon replaced with blissful ecstasy, though Tidus had a sinking feeling that it was not because of his grand appearance.

"Oh Tidus! You came to see our wedding! Isn't it just absolutely wonderful? Honey, honey," and indeed she turned with a swish of purest white to Seymour, who had a satisfied smirk on his lips. "You invited them to our wedding and didn't tell me? Oh, thank you! This is a wonderful gift!"

"Yes, well, I'm afraid I didn't invite them, my dear," Seymour said gently, stroking her cheek with the back of two fingers. She sighed dreamily and giggled lightly, shaking her head as though she refused to believe that.

"Seymour, you're too modest," she said, fawning over him, her bi-colored eyes never leaving his. "Isn't he just wonderful Tidus?" Yuna turned to look to the blonde, only to find he was gone from the place he was standing in before. "Tidus?" She blinked and looked around, soon finding him…

…splayed out over the edge of the railing, vomiting.

Oh yes… hero to the rescue indeed.

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Tada! I hate this one. I really do, just to let you know. But hey, it was a request and I really tried. Even if it was SO OOC. Oi.