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Zanarkand High

Dancing

Tidus' POV

It was the day of the dance, I couldn't believe how quickly that had came around. Nervously adjusting my suit I glanced at the mess around me. The contrast of the dump I lived in and the expensive suit I was wearing was uncomfortable.

Wading through the cigarette packs and empty bottles I soon made it to the door, keeping my eyes on the door. The sooner I was out of the place the better. Jecht was no where to be seen, most likely drunk in a bar or passed out on the street. He'd been more pissed than usual and it was getting harder to cover up. The gang were pressuring me about hanging at mine, we used to all the time. There was always more beer here but I started to avoid it when Jecht lost his job again. They were starting to get suspicious but I knew it'd end badly.

Grabbing the rose I had bought with the remainder of the money from renting the suit, which had taken me months to save up for, God I hated being poor, I made my way to the alleyway, taking a shortcut to Lulu's.

We were all going together, Lu had organised a Limousine. Everyone had put money in for it, as we always did. It was weird, this year we'd fill it as we had one extra… Yuna. She really did seem to complete us.

It'd been a while now, us. It was the first relationship I'd had where I hadn't slept with the girl within 24 hours. I couldn't help but grin, she was something else. I felt cold when she wasn't there, like I was missing a part of me. God, I sounded like a girl out of some trashy magazine or something but I loved her. I bloody loved her.

I smiled as I arrived, seeing everyone outside waiting for me. Yuna was already there, giggling over something Rikku had said. She turned, her eyes brightening as she saw me. I shot her a grin and walked over, lifting the rose.

"Oh Tidus," She breathed, smiling and taking it, shyly kissing my cheek.

I took her arm and Rikku slunk away, smirking to herself. I couldn't believe this was real but the warmth of her body next to mine told me it was.

Yuna's POV

My heart was fluttering the entire night. I could hardly believe I had spent the entire week panicking he would abandon me like my last date. After climbing into the limo and getting the photos taken, we entered the hall and to my surprise, we danced. We danced all night. I didn't think Tidus was the dancing type and even more of a surprise, he was actually incredibly good. Judging from the smug look on Lulu's face I had a suspicion she may have forced all the guys to learn. Good old Lulu.

It was later when we swapped partners between the gang I discovered my suspicion was right. Even Wakka could dance, though I noticed Rikku was doing the fastest and most complicated dance much to the redhead's annoyance. I laughed at that and finished my dance with Lulu, whose eyes were fixated on the couple, or rather, the redhead. She smiled when he returned, taking her arm for a slower dance. I felt an arm wrap around my waist and happily turned to see a tall blonde offering his hand for the next dance.

"I've never had so much fun at school," Tidus said with a laugh as he leant his head against mine.

"Fun and school in the same sentence? Who are you and what have you done with Tidus!?" I demanded with a grin.

He laughed and made a comment about a nerd influencing him. I shot him a playful glare, he ignored it and kissed my cheek instead.

The music eventually died out as the groups of people filtered out. The gang left for a house party but Tidus declined the offer to take me home instead. I was thankful, it was a long walk home and I didn't fancy the house party much. Tidus held my hand and we walked towards a side street that would lead us back. I thanked him with a smile as he slipped his suit jacket around my shoulders. It was chilly out but not unbearable, I liked the gentle breeze; it reminded me of the upcoming holiday.

"Something on your mind?" Tidus questioned, breaking my train of thought.

"It's almost Christmas," I said with a wistful smile.

"Holiday," Tidus grinned.

I nodded and looked up at him, "Anything planned?"

"Nah, I don't do anything usually. Lulu and Paine or Rikku like to have a party though. You?"

"Father isn't big on holidays," I said, feeling a bit down. Christmas was always so… stiff these days. "Auron is fun though, he has some Christmas spirit."

"I'd never pin him as the type," Tidus said thoughtfully. "Same about your dad,"

"It's okay," I smiled. "I think it reminds him too much of mum."

He squeezed my hand and a silent understanding passed each other. We both knew what it was like to be without a mother. I leant against his shoulder and felt myself talking.

"I miss my mum a lot. She was always so happy… It was contagious," I laughed a little, "She could even make father laugh at the stupid jokes in the crackers."

I paused and took a moment to blink away the tears.

"She's gone," I said, feeling my voice break a little. "She's gone but I'm not. I'm here and it's like…"

"He wishes it were the other way around?" Tidus asked.

"Exactly," I sighed, clutching his hand tighter.

He slowed, pulling me into a gentle hug and kissing my forehead. I let out a few tears before it spilled over and I was sobbing. We stood, alone in the middle of the street, lit only by the flickering lampposts and stars as I sobbed in his arms.

I sniffed, feeling a sense of relief. Tidus brushed the hair from my face and planted another kiss on my lips, I smiled, whispering a thanks.

"I'll always want you," He said softly. "And I'm sure he does too. It's impossible not to want you," He said with a small smile. "I'm sure he's just not sure how to show it, or maybe he's scared. Auron's there to watch over you for a reason and I doubt it's because he's worried of you rebelling. Though maybe he should be,"

I laughed at the last part but nodded. "I guess you're right, I never thought about that… I really wish he would show it though…"

"I'm sure he will, if you give him time," He said.

I nodded, feeling a weight lifting from my shoulders and a hope building in me that maybe things between father and I would get better. We walked through the last street, a smile tugging at my lips as a comfortable, empathetic silence hung above us.

We looked each other in the eyes, breaths caught, whether it was the breeze or the anticipation, I didn't know. The fluttering in my chest made me think the latter. Our lips still tingled from the goodbye kiss and the three words sat unsaid between us. He didn't say it, but he didn't have to. I felt it. He tucked a lock of hair behind my ear and smiled.

"Goodnight, Yuna."

"Goodnight," I replied, smiling back.

He looked at me for a moment longer before turning to walk back home. My heart was thudding against my chest and I felt giddy, turning to the door and unlocking it…

The warmth spreading through me turned to cold dread.