Title: Twin Blades
Fandoms: Harry Potter & Final Fantasy X
Author: Batsutousai
Beta: Shara Lunison
Rating: M/R
Pairings: Harry/Tidus (with a side of practically everybody/Harry)
Warnings: OoC, AU, playboy!Harry, NON-SPARKLY-vampire!Harry
Summary: Harry was shunned by his own people because of a bitter vampire and continued living long after England was just a pile of rubble. He watches his world become Spira and finally sets out again to save the world.

Disclaim Her: This story uses characters and settings owned by J.K. Rowling, her publishers and Square Enix. No money is being made from the creation of this fanfic, and no copywrite infringement is intended.

A/N: Merlin. You lot spent more time commenting on the title of this chapter, than you did on the contents of the last one. LOL.

There's such an odd mix of attempted humour – you'll have to tell me if any of it succeeded – and angst in this chapter.
Also, a lemon. SEX!!
Yeah, okay. Done. XD

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Fred
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"The upper-class residences were here, on the east side of town," Harry said, pointing at his map of Spira. "Yu's home was, oh, probably about here. Alex's crystal was kept there, since we all knew he wouldn't be letting anyone else use him."

"And Odin?" Lulu asked.

Harry pointed to an island on the southeast edge of the city. "Odin was known as the Keeper of Death. Although we had summoners to send the dead, the people of Zanarkand took up my people's habit of creating a memorial to the dead; a graveyard. It was on that island."

"And where did you live, Harry?" Yuna asked.

Harry considered the map and, after a moment, pointed his finger at a spit of land all the way to the north. "Originally," he said, "I lived up there, in the Old North Quarter. After Yu made me a diplomat, I moved to his apartment." He chuckled and leaned back. "Yu was of the belief that someone as old as I should have lived in the Lords' apartments the entire time, but I'd never cared to be there. I still hadn't cared to when he made me a Lord, but he talked me in to moving in with him, to help care for Yunalesca when she was still a small girl."

"What about you, Tidus?" Yuna asked, looking to the blond boy.

Tidus blinked in surprise, then looked down at the map. "Uhm, I don't know that I've ever seen a map of Zanarkand before," he said quietly. "I'm... not sure..."

Yuna bit her bottom lip, but before she could say anything more, Auron leaned over and pointed to a spot near the upper-class quarter. "The houseboat was about here. From what Jecht told me once, you originally lived on the west side of the city, but after he got signed by the Abes, he moved."

Tidus nodded, still looking at the map. "Thanks, Auron," he said, tracing a path along a road that no longer existed. He stopped at a small dip in the northern spit Harry said he'd lived in, then turned up to stare at the vampire. "You lived next to the blitzball stadium!"

Harry chuckled. "Yup. Never bought seats, though, because I could see the game from the top of my apartment building. I and my neighbours would always sit on top of the building when there was a game. Everyone would bring something for a picnic and we'd enjoy a night watching the game. Couldn't always see the action, but at least we didn't have to empty our pockets to watch."

"Then you might have seen Tidus playing!" Yuna exclaimed.

But Harry shook his head. "I stopped going to games after I moved in with Yu. I'm pretty sure Tidus was after that move."

"Yu Yevon never went to the games?" Wakka asked, eyes wide with horror at the thought.

Harry laughed. "Are you kidding? Yu hated blitzball. Thought it was a waste of time. But he understood that the people needed something to keep their minds off the war, so he never made his opinion public. He also, however, always had something else to do when there was a game."

"How can you not like blitzball?" Wakka asked.

Harry shrugged. "Don't ask me."

"So you like it?" Tidus asked.

"I am... amused by it," Harry allowed carefully. "But my heart still belongs to a sport my people played, I'm afraid. Blitzball just never quite caught my attention like quidditch did."

"Quidditch?" Tidus asked, trying the word out on his tongue.

"Played in the air, on broomsticks," Harry said, nodding.

"You never tried introducing it to Spira?" Yuna asked.

Harry shrugged. "I never learned how to enchant a broom, and that magic is lost, now. Never learned to enchant the balls, either."

Auron cleared his throat. "Perhaps it's time for everyone to sleep? We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow, between getting those aeons and going to Yunalesca."

Harry nodded and stood. "Good point, although I seriously suggest breaking things up into two days."

"Are you going to scout out a safe path tonight?" Lulu asked, correctly guessing the vampire's reason for not putting out his sleeping bag for the night.

Harry nodded again. "I'll leave markers of some sort to show a safe path to Odin. If I'm not back by the time everyone's up in the morning, shoot a spell into the sky and follow my markers. I'll meet you before you get to the island. Okay?" He looked around and received nods from everyone, though the three teens all looked worried. Harry chuckled and walked over to them. "I'll be fine," he said, leaning down to kiss Yuna and Rikku's foreheads. Then he stole a brief kiss from Tidus and, waving, disappeared into the dark ruins.

"Harry's a big boy," Lulu told the teens, rising to go to her bedroll. "He's more than capable of taking care of himself."

The teens traded worried looks, then rose to follow the others to bed, leaving Auron to take the first watch.

-0-0-0-

Harry had managed to get to the graveyard without too much trouble, though he was left wondering about how they were going to get Yuna to the island, since the bridge was completely destroyed. He eventually decided to figure it out later and swam over to the island. He made his way to the small shrine where Odin's crystal sat – one of the few without a Trial, as Odin had been visited by anyone who had lost a loved one – and bowed to it. "Odin."

The knight's ghost appeared above the crystal and eyed Harry grimly. "Lord Harry. We've been expecting you."

Harry blinked. "Alex as well?"

Odin inclined his head. "The summoner is not with you."

Harry shook his head. "No. They're resting at the edge of the Gagazet Path. I'll bring them tomorrow."

Odin inclined his head again. "I will be here," he promised.

Harry chuckled. "I should think so." He turned and left the shrine as the fayth's ghost faded, turning his sights to the building he'd once lived in.

-0-0-0-

Finding a path to the East Block was no mean feat, Harry realised after three hours of picking his way through ruins. He, himself, probably could have made it to his ruined home in under an hour, but when he was trying to find a safe path for his human companions, the journey was much harder. He would often find what appeared to be a safe path, only to come across a block after ten minutes of walking and then having to back-track.

Eventually, Harry made it safely. Above him rose the Lords' homes, looking less like ruins than the rest of the city. Harry managed to find his way through the twisting streets which were clear of rubble without getting lost, as he'd often done when he'd first moved in with Yu. At the door to the building Yu had owned, Harry realised he had a problem.

"Please present identification."

Harry kicked the wall under the security box next to the door. "Bloody hell, you damn piece of machina! Zanarkand is in ruins, it's been one thousand years since someone lived in this house, and you want my identification!"

"Please present identification."

Harry knocked his head lightly against the door, then shouted and jerked back when it shocked him. Rubbing at his forehead, Harry considered the machina. "Id, id... What was it Yu said I could use if I forgot my card again?"

"Please present identification."

Harry briefly considered blasting the device with Old Earth magic, but a memory of the last time he'd tried that stopped him. He didn't much feel like flying over the surrounding houses again and breaking his neck. It hadn't been fun the first time, when he knew someone would find him. It would be even less fun when he wasn't sure the others would even think to check and see where he'd gotten to.

"Please present identification."

Harry took six paces backwards, out of the machina's range, then set to thinking again. "Not blood," he murmured. "It changes too often. And voiceprints are too easy to fake. Uhm... Retinal scan?" Harry scratched the back of his head. "Mmm... Nope. Don't have the technology."

He heard a distant burst and looked over his shoulder to see a streak of lightning light up the sky where the party had been. "Well, bugger." He glanced back at the door, disgusted, then turned and made his way to the path he'd created for his companions to follow from the graveyard.

-0-0-0-

"I don't suppose you remember how to open the door locks?" Harry asked Tidus when he fell in beside the boy.

"Fuck! Harry, don't just–"

"Appear like that?" Harry suggested drily when the teen couldn't find the words he wanted.

"Yes!"

Harry chuckled and waved at where the rest of the party ahead of the three teens and Harry had stopped to look back at them. "Hi! You're going the right way!"

"Have you slept yet?" Yuna asked, leaning around Tidus.

Harry shrugged. "Nope!" Then he looked at Tidus again. "Door locks?"

Tidus blinked. "Identification card," he replied.

Harry sighed. "I don't have one anymore. There was another way, but I forgot what it was."

Tidus blinked again and frowned thoughtfully.

"You can't get into your own house?" Rikku asked, looking far too pleased as far as the resident vampire was concerned.

"No," he said grumpily. "I can't."

"We always had an emergency password. Typed it in on the keypad," Tidus said at last.

Harry sighed. "You had one of the older models." He rubbed at his eyes. "I know you could use blood, but mine changed depending on who I last drank from, so there was no point in putting me on the record. It wasn't a voice print, and it wasn't a retinal scan."

"A what?" Rikku asked.

"Scan of your eyeball," Harry replied, waving his hand and frowning. "Fuck. What am I missing?"

"Fingerprint?" Yuna suggested.

Harry blinked at the girl in surprise. "Brilliant! How'd you know?"

Yuna pointed at a house they were passing, which had an open fingerpad reader.

Harry sighed. "Bloody hell. I've just been outsmarted by a technologically inferior being."

Yuna leaned around Tidus and smacked the vampire.

Harry winked at her. "I mean that in the best way possible, of course."

"I don't think I'm talking to you again today," Yuna replied, sticking her nose up in the air.

Harry chuckled and shook his head. "Yeah, yeah."

-0-0-0-

They got Odin with no trouble, then started out on the path Harry had marked to lead them to Alexander. Everyone was a bit awed when Harry led them through the winding streets around the Lords' homes, especially Tidus, who admitted to having gotten lost in them once as a child. Harry then admitted that it had taken him three years to know his way around the streets without fault, which made everyone laugh.

"Please present identification," the door security asked when they reached Yu's house.

"Forbidden machina!" Wakka declared.

"Not forbidden, just irritating," Harry replied drily, then looked down at the machina. "Fingerprint."

The front panel opened and a pad appeared, which Harry pressed his right index finger to. "Scanning," the machine said, "Scanning." After a moment, it let out a tinkle and said, "Lord Harry James Potter, High Diplomat of Zanarkand under the rule of Lord Yu Yevon the Just, welcome home."

The door clicked open while the party chuckled about Harry's imitation of the machina's ramble. When the party moved forward, Harry held up his hand and said, "Lord Harry requests the admittance of seven guests."

"Lord Harry's seven guests are admitted," the machina said.

Harry waved them forward and into the house. "Sorry. Entering without permission would get you fried."

"See!" Wakka said. "That's why it's forbidden!"

Harry rolled his eyes. "No, Wakka, it was made to keep assassins or would be robbers from coming in the Lords' homes and causing trouble."

Wakka just frowned at him.

"This place is magnificent!" Yuna declared, looking around the house in awe.

Harry looked over the house with a sad smile. "Yes," he agreed, "I suppose it is. Despite the dust."

Yuna giggled.

"Where's this fayth?" Auron asked.

"Alex is downstairs," Harry said, motioning for them to follow him through the house. "I would very much suggest everyone else wait outside his room while Yuna and I go in. I don't want to crowd him, especially since he might be difficult."

"Understood," Kimahri answered for the group.

"Could we... rest here for tonight?" Rikku asked. "Is there room for all of us?"

Harry nodded. "This house has room for a party twice our size." He glanced at Auron. "I very much approve of spending the night here. We're not really in a rush right now, anyway."

Auron nodded, looking over the members of the party, most of whom looked tired from climbing through the ruins all day. "Agreed."

Harry nodded again. "We'll get rooms sorted out later, then. For now..." He stopped in from of a dark door. "This is Alex's room," he announced, then, waving for Yuna to follow him, opened the door and walked in.

Alex was already waiting for them when they looked at his crystal. "You are the Lady Summoner my fellows have spoken of," the ghost said quietly.

Yuna inclined her head. "I am."

Alex glanced behind the girl, to where Harry leaned against the door out into the hall. "Harry. It's good to see you again."

Harry swallowed. "Hello, Alex."

Alex smiled faintly, then looked back at Yuna, who had moved closer and knelt in front of his crystal. "Tell me, summoner who shares my niece's name, what will you do with the fayth? Why do you collect us?"

Yuna nibbled her bottom lip briefly, then said, "I want to destroy Sin. I want to free my people from its wrath, and your brother from his suffering. I want to have a world free of fear and death."

"It is humanity's way to cause the suffering of others," Alex said. "Knowing that, do you still think you will be freeing Spira?"

Yuna nodded, determined. "It may not last, but I will do anything to give my people peace. To free them from the daily fear of attack. That is why I became a summoner."

"Summoners, like fayth, are some of the most selfless people I have ever known," Alex commented, looking over at Harry. "Don't you think so, Harry?"

Harry just shrugged in response.

Alex glanced back at Yuna. "Very well, Summoner Yuna, I will grant you my strength."

"Thank you," Yuna whispered.

Alex nodded and soared into Yuna.

Harry stepped forward to help the summoner to her feet. "Let's find beds," he said.

Yuna glanced up at him. "You too," she ordered.

Harry shook his head. "I need to find a safe way to the stadium, where Auron says Yunalesca is."

"Harry, you need sleep!" Yuna replied as they walked out into the hallway.

"I second that," Lulu added.

Harry frowned at the two women. "If I don't find us a path–"

"Then we will simply find it ourselves and maybe camp out another day," Lulu interrupted. "As you yourself said, we are not in a rush right now. We can take an extra day."

"Harry..." Yuna whispered, looking up at him pleadingly.

Harry looked at the teen at his arm, then at Lulu and, finally, at where Tidus and Rikku stood, both looking worried. He sighed and rubbed at his eyes. "Fine," he grumbled. "Rooms are upstairs. Come on..."

Harry led them up to a hallway of cream doors. He pointed out Yu's, Yunalesca's and his rooms, then let them all pick out where they wanted to sleep. Harry was unsurprised when Yuna decided to stay in Yunalesca's room, and almost amused when Tidus picked Harry's old room. After shooting cleaning charms into each room, he let Tidus drag him into his old room, which was done in soft shades of red.

"Why red?" Tidus asked, closing and locking the door.

Harry shrugged. "I like the colour red."

Tidus rose an eyebrow at him. "You never wear it."

Harry rolled his eyes. "I said I like it, not that it looks good on me."

Tidus grinned. "Okay."

Harry sighed and fell back onto the king size bed. "Mmm... Little musty, but otherwise, it's very much like I'm home." He closed his eyes. "What's left of it."

"At least you have something left," Tidus remarked bitterly, sitting on the bed next to Harry.

"Zanarkand was your home too," Harry replied drily. "Dream or no, that city was built almost entirely off of this one, just without the war that this city suffered. Perhaps, in a perfect world, you would have lived in this city, if it had never been destroyed. Who's to say?"

"But, I have nothing but memories of my home! You've got some ruins and some spheres, but I have nothing."

Harry jerked up into a sitting position, eyes dark. "Memories are the most important parts of our home," he hissed. "All I have of my home, my original home, are memories. At least your memories are happy. Mine are overshadowed by a war and a public that couldn't decide if they liked me or hated me. My home may not have been a dream, Tidus, but as far as the people of this world are considered, it may well have been!"

Tidus looked away and they were both silent until he said, "I'm sorry."

Harry fell back on the bed again. "Me too."

"We're both tired," Tidus said, falling back onto the bed next to the vampire. "We should sleep."

"You haven't had any dinner," Harry commented.

Tidus shrugged. "I'm not that hungry."

"Well I am," Harry said, pushing himself up and off the bed. They'd stopped for a lunch break after Yuna got Odin, but that had been a long time ago, and Harry hadn't had any breakfast. He was also running low on blood and leery of asking Tidus for a feeding. Especially since the teen was willing to become a vampire.

Tidus sighed and got off the bed himself. "Oh, fine. Think there's any food in this house?"

Harry cocked a disbelieving eyebrow at the teen. "No one's been here for one thousand years, remember? I don't know that I can even promise a working stove." He made his way out of the room, Tidus following, and down to the main floor, where they could hear Auron, Lulu and Yuna talking.

"Hey!" Tidus said, poking his head in. "Anything to eat?"

"We were just wondering if anyone else was going to come down," Auron commented.

Harry walked in behind the blond and sniffed the air, then glanced at Auron. "You got the stove working?"

Auron shrugged. "It's old, not broken."

Harry nodded and took a seat at the table, waving a plate of food over. "Mm..."

"Cheater," Tidus muttered, sitting down with his own plate.

Harry winked at him. "When you're as old as I am, you're allowed to cheat."

"So, anything in the fridge?" Tidus asked the others at the table, ignoring the vampire.

"Well, there's something in there, but I wouldn't consider it edible," Lulu commented.

"The fridge grew a friend?" Harry asked. At the others' blank looks, he sighed. "It grew fungus. Jeeze."

"Yes," Auron said.

Yuna giggled. "A friend?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "That's what my people would call it."

"I don't think I'd call that a 'friend'," Lulu offered. "It tried to attack Auron."

Harry blinked, then stood. "Okay, this I have to see," he decided and went to open the fridge, completely ignoring the shouts of, "No!"

A giant green thing blinked up at him with about seven beady eyes, then growled menacingly.

"It's cute!" Harry decided.

The thing blinked at him again, apparently confused.

"Harry..." Yuna said, while Auron and Lulu groaned and Tidus snickered.

"What? It is." Harry grinned at the creature. "I'm Harry. Can you understand me?"

The blob blinked again and then, slowly, nodded.

"Brilliant!" Harry crouched down in the open door. "Can you talk?"

"Oh, it talks," a new voice said.

"Hey, Alex," Harry said, not taking his eyes off the blob. "What are you?"

"It's a fiend," Alex supplied. "It got into the house during one of Sin's attacks on the ruins nearby and hid in the fridge."

"Fiends don't talk," Lulu commented.

"How old is it?" Harry asked, ignoring the black mage.

"Oh..." Alex appeared to lean against the door, waving at the fiend, who waved back. "Maybe two hundred? It was tiny when it got in here. No bigger than your hand." He nodded down at Harry, who chuckled. "I was the only thing around, and I communicated with words. So it learned."

"What did you name it?" Harry asked.

"They're both mad," Yuna decided, shaking her head.

"They're both over a thousand years old," Tidus replied, amused.

"They can both hear you," Alex supplied, glancing over his see-through shoulder at the embarrassed teens. "And his name's Fred."

"Fred?" Tidus asked.

"Mm... Fred the Fungus Fiend?" Harry asked, making Alex laugh and the four humans at the table choke. "Brilliant. Hello, Fred. You know, I knew a guy named Fred, once. Funny fellow. Brilliant, even." Harry smiled sadly and touched Fred gently. "He was a bit more ginger, though."

The Fred in the fridge made an odd popping noise and turned red. "Ginger?" it asked quietly.

Harry blinked, then chuckled, nodding. "Oh, Merlin, you're cute! Brilliant, even. Hell, an intelligent fiend. Never thought I'd see the day!" He looked up at Alex, who shrugged. "Well done, Alex. Well done."

Alex nodded. "Will you take him with you? When you leave?"

"Fred no leave!" the blob insisted, sliding out of the fridge and, incidentally, onto Harry's boots. "Fred stay with Alex!"

Alex shook his head. "I won't be here for much longer, Fred. I want you to go with Harry." The fayth looked at the vampire. "Will you take him?"

Harry searched Alex's eyes for a moment while Fred let out a sad shuffling sound. "I'll protect him," Harry promised.

"Fred stay with Alex!"

"Why can't Fred stay here?" Yuna asked, walking over to the three, Tidus not far behind. Auron and Lulu both looked ready to jump to Yuna's protection, back at the table, in case the fiend decided to try something.

"When we defeat Sin," Harry said, still looking up at Alex, "all the fayth will disappear. Right?"

Alex nodded. "In using us to defeat Sin, Lady Yuna, we will die."

Yuna stared at the fayth, horrified. "Then... Then I won't use you!"

"You must," the ghostly man said. "Because if you don't, Sin will never be truly gone. My brother will never be free. He will be damned for eternity because he wished to save our people." He looked at Tidus and the boy looked away, understanding. "I have lived for one thousand forty years, Lady Yuna. I am tired. We all are. Please."

Yuna bit her lower lip and looked down at Harry, eyes filled with tears. Behind the vampire, Fred looked rather like she felt, and that just made her start crying.

Harry stood up and pulled the summoner into a hug. "Oh, sweetheart..."

"Did you know?" Tidus asked quietly.

Harry shook his head.

"We did not tell him," Alex said, "because he would have stopped Lady Yuna and tried to find his own way. He would have become the next Sin, and then the cycle would never end."

"I would not–"

"Yes, Harry, you would have," Alex cut in firmly. "You have always hated the fayths' sacrifice, but you would have hated it even more if we were all gone, especially James, once Cary told you about him. You would have faced Sin on your own and tried to destroy him, but without our power, you would have simply become him. The fayth can destroy Yu; we cannot destroy you."

Harry looked away, furious, but knowing the fayth was right. He would have found a way to stop Yuna and the party to go and face Sin himself. Perhaps, after Yu had told him the aeons were the key, he would have been willing to let Yuna continue, but still... Harry swallowed and pulled back so he could look at Yuna. "Yuna? Are you okay?"

Yuna nodded and wiped at her eyes. "Yes."

Harry nodded and looked at Alex. "I'll take Fred," he said quietly.

Alex inclined his head. "Thank you." Then he faded away, back to his crystal.

Harry looked back down at the blob and knelt next to him. "Hey. You're coming with us, okay? You'll make all sorts of friends."

"No Alex," Fred said.

Harry shook his head and gently brushed a hand over what he figured was Fred's head. "No," he agreed. "No Alex."

-0-0-0-

In the end, Yuna managed to talk Fred into staying with her, much to everyone's surprise. When Lulu had started to complain, Yuna had puffed up her cheeks and said, "Fred's not going to hurt me, Lulu. He's my friend." The statement had seemed to cheer Fred up, because the blob almost seemed to whistle as it followed Yuna to Yunalesca's room.

When Tidus and Harry finally got back into Harry's old room, the vampire quickly undressed, making Tidus blush, then climbed into bed and under the covers.

"Are you going to sleep like that?" Tidus asked nervously, not sure if it was wise to follow Harry's example.

Harry glanced back at the teen. "Nothing can get into this house that isn't already in it, and I intend to be comfortable in my own bed, if I must sleep. So, yes, I'm sleeping like this." He turned back towards the wall. "And I'm not going to stop you if you do the same."

Tidus blinked and glanced at the door, which was locked, then back at Harry's scarred back. After a moment, Tidus finally took his own clothing off and slid into the bed next to the vampire, only to have Harry turn around and cuddle against him. Tidus swallowed as his cock jumped to attention at being naked and pressed against the equally naked vampire.

Harry looked up at him, green eyes bright with mischief. "I'd ask it that was a gun in your pants, but you're not wearing pants, so you must be happy to see me."

"That made no sense," Tidus complained, trying to shift away from the vampire, but quickly hit the edge of the mattress, Harry scooting ever closer.

Harry chuckled. "Old Earth cliché," he explained, pulling Tidus against him and away from the edge. "Is there a reason you're trying to escape me?" he asked when Tidus tried slipping out of Harry's arms.

Tidus froze and considered his options. He recalled how hard it had been to escape Harry when they first met on Besaid, and Wakka wouldn't be there to rescue him this time. So he couldn't slip away from Harry, and he was enjoying being close to the vampire, but it was... kind of embarrassing. "Uhm..."

Harry cocked an eyebrow. "It's just like grinding with your clothing on, Tidus. Except there's no grinding."

"It's..." Tidus dropped his head against the nearest pillow. "It's not. It's embarrassing."

"What's embarrassing?" Harry asked, looking confused.

"Have you never...?" Tidus shook his head. "I... We're naked!"

Harry blinked, then shrugged. "I shared a dorm with four guys for six years and then a small tent with my two best friends for another one. That's not counting all my bed partners."

Tidus groaned. "So you've never been embarrassed?"

Harry grinned. "Not because I was naked," he said, then leaned forward and kissed the teen. "Should I make you forget about being embarrassed?" he asked before kissing Tidus again.

Tidus closed his eyes and kissed the vampire back, wrapping his arms around him. He had a feeling Harry's process for making Tidus forget why he was embarrassed would involve a lot of the aforementioned grinding, but the part of him that had been lusting after Harry since he found out what Harry was wanted something more. That same part also remembered Harry mentioning that being turned would probably involve sex and he spoke up before he could lose his nerve – or his focus. "Will you turn me?"

Harry froze, his lips barely touching Tidus'. The vampire stared at the teen for a long moment, so many emotions flickering through his eyes that Tidus didn't even bother trying to decipher them. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Harry whispered, "You really want that?"

Tidus nodded, swallowing.

"Now?" Harry asked, almost seeming like he was pleading for Tidus to say no.

"When will we get another chance?" Tidus asked back. "We're going to send Yunalesca tomorrow, and then we'll face Sin. I'll be gone soon, Harry."

Harry closed his eyes and let go of Tidus, falling back onto the bed behind him.

Tidus moved forward so he could look down on the troubled features. "I don't want to die," he whispered, feeling sick for admitting it. "I don't want to disappear and leave you and Yuna and Rikku with just memories. I know you said that, sometimes, memories are all we can have, but..." He swallowed. "My life has been nothing more than a dream, and I don't want that to be all that's left of me." When Harry didn't move, Tidus added, "I feel like a stupid girl."

Harry let out a quiet laugh and looked up into blue eyes, searching. He saw fear, there, but he also saw hope and determination and something that looked just like what he'd seen in Ron and Hermione's eyes when they'd been married thousands of years ago. Mrs Weasley had called it love, when a young Harry had asked, and he still couldn't understand it.

Tidus reached out and took one of Harry's hands. "A really, really stupid girl," he whispered.

Harry jerked his head up and crushed their mouths together, not wanting to see those emotions again, yet knowing that, if making Tidus a vampire worked, he would.

Tidus hissed when Harry turned them over, the vampire sitting on top of Tidus' abdomen, just above his cock. Between the kissing, his body's usual reaction to being around Harry when the vampire intended to feed from him, and his own knowledge of what was about to happen, Tidus' cock was throbbing, and the teen really, kinda wanted Harry to just get on with it. "Harry," he whispered.

Harry grinned and pulled back from Tidus' lips, his incisors unnaturally long in preparation for biting Tidus. The teen had seen them before, and it always sent chills down his spine. "Yes, Tidus?" the vampire purred, leaning down to kiss at Tidus' neck.

Tidus leaned his head back. "Please," he asked, not sure what he was asking for, but trusting his bed mate to understand.

Harry did know, of course, and gently grabbed Tidus' cock with a hand damp with spit. Knowing the lack of lube wouldn't hurt so much that it couldn't heal before Tidus came, Harry sat himself on the teen's cock, groaning at both the minor pain and the wonderful feeling of having something inside him. Really, becoming a vampire had made him such a whore.

Tidus gasped at the feeling of something squeezing him, then moaned as the squeezing thing moved. Then, to add to it, Harry's fangs pierced his neck and he felt, again, the sucking sensation he'd become so familiar with over the past weeks.

Harry enjoyed the blood, but when he got to the point that he would normally stop, he fought with himself to continue. It went against four and a half millennia of self-control, but Tidus moaned his name, begging Harry to keep moving, because his moment's pause had also stopped him from moving his bum. So Harry obeyed, moving his lower half and continuing to suck Tidus dry.

Tidus was beginning to get light-headed when he finally came, and he gasped out his orgasm, feeling tired and spent. And oddly hungry, considering he'd just eaten. "Harry?" he whispered.

The vampire gently pulled away from the wound and murmured a healing spell, then bit his own wrist and held it against Tidus' lips. "Drink," he ordered, kissing the teen's earlobe.

Tidus sleepily did as he was told, not really knowing why he was being told to do so. But the first taste of the magically charged blood revitalised him and he sucked harder, wanting it all. Needing the wonderful taste.

As he drank, images flashed past Tidus' eyes. He saw Harry as the vampire must have looked when he was Tidus' age, with tired eyes and blood on his cheek, standing over a pale body. He saw a fat man beating a small child and a larger boy cheering him on. He saw Harry banished from his home, and being burned at the stake when he refused to leave. He saw Harry as he knew him now, with shorter hair, screaming and thrashing as laughing men held him down so he could be turned. He saw people and places beyond his wildest imaging. He was there as Harry heard about the destruction of his home. He watched a wedding where a red-headed man and a brown-haired woman were married, and saw Harry sitting among a crowd of red-heads, holding hands with a girl who looked to be his age. He saw Zanarkand and Bevelle as Harry had known them, one a home, the other a death trap.

And Tidus saw himself, laughing with Yuna and Rikku on the Thunder Plains. He saw Harry's smile and felt his knowledge that the vampire wanted life to always be like that; always full of laughter.

Then Harry's wrist was gone and Tidus found himself staring up into concerned green eyes. "Okay?" Harry whispered.

"So much pain," Tidus whispered back, wrapping his arms around Harry's back. "How can you bear it all?"

Harry smiled and kissed Tidus. "I think of the good things in life, instead," he said. "Like my friends, and my family. Like you, and Yuna and Rikku."

Tidus kissed him back, hard, and thrust his hips, moving his cock, which Harry had never pulled off of. "You need more good things in your life," he growled.

"No arguments there," Harry replied, moving his hips to try and wring another, much stronger orgasm out of the teen.

And when Tidus cried out in pleasure, Harry considered himself victorious.

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A/N: *grumble* Admittedly, that lemon wasn't the easiest to write. Because the boys were being difficult and I just wasn't feeling it. So it's not the most amazing lemon – or the longest – ever, but it's there, ya? (I sound like Wakka... -.-* )

~Bats ^.^x

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