Having Rin play with the Besaid Aurochs in this league match, Tidus couldn't be happier. Even Auron was pleased to see Rin join the Besaid Aurochs this season. This was a match to finish off the late afternoon.

Sitting in the front row in the west block, Auron stood up as he watched Rin and Tidus play against the Kilika Beasts. Interesting to have the Besaid Aurochs play against the Kilika team, though. Auron actually smiled for once when he watched Rin play.

Yes, for once.

At the moment, the score happened to be 2-against-3, with the Besaid Aurochs having the mere two goal points.

Amidst the match, Rin was too busy fumbling the damn ball instead of actually catching it. He swam towards Vuroja and tackled him for the ball.

"I didn't mean to let go of the ball," whimpered a frightened Rin. "I don't play this game as well as I could ten years ago."

When Rin caught the ball this time, however, he immediately attempted to shoot at the goal post. Instead of this ball actually hitting the goalie, Tidus grabbed onto it.

"Hey, Rin! Nice pass!" Tidus yelled across the sphere pool.

Even though the audience went wild with cheers, Auron didn't make any sound. He watched intently in silence.

"Why doesn't Rin wear a decent blitzball outfit? Short on clothes or something?" Auron questioned, letting out a snicker as he watched Rin being tackled in the water.

Grimacing at the scene, Auron caught sight of Rin being kicked in the gut by that white-haired Vuroja guy. Nothing unusual in a blitzball match, though. Players were always hostile to each other.

"That doesn't look good," stated Auron. "I'm glad I don't play blitzball at all."

The referee yelled, "Time's up! The Besaid Aurochs scored 4 points, while the Kilika Beasts scored 3. That was a brilliant match!"

Spending some time in the spa at the back of the male's locker room, it was a small section only available for V.I.P blitzball stars and their friends. Rin invited his boyfriend, Auron, into the spa with him, particularly interested in the hot tub that was there.

Stripping out of his chest-open yellow jacket, along with those deep blue blitzball trousers, and knee-high orange boots. Rin's shoulder-length blonde hair was still soaked from playing a blitzball match with the Besaid Aurochs. He really needed to relax his aching joints.

Flipping open a flask of lavender infusion, the Al Bhed poured this purple potion into the bubbling hot water. Hastily, he climbed into this hot tub and sat deep into the water. The water reached up to his muscular chest, yet not concealing his nipples. Even though Rin was out of his blitzball clothes, he still wore his crimson choker around his neck.

"Banvald…" Rin whispered, resting his head back as he closed his eyes.

"It is, isn't it?"

"I'm pleased the game has ended now, Sir Auron."

"What were you doing to that player in the sphere pool?" Auron asked with a low chuckle in his throat. "I'd hate to be in his position - it looked frightening," he teased.

"Really, Sir Auron? Is that supposed to be a mockery?" Rin asked, resting his hands up onto the walkway as he leaned back into the tub. "I find catching the ball is difficult at times, you see."

"You did well in the match, I must say. The Besaid Aurochs scored 4 points - remarkable. That team was always losing years before this expedition."

"Mhm."

"It's a real talent to hold your breath for longer than usual underwater as well," mentioned Auron with a small smirk showing. "And unfortunately, it's not a unique trait purely for Al Bhed."

"What are you implying, Sir Auron?"

Swallowing his own spit nervously, Rin glanced away from Auron with a faint reddish blush dusting his features. Rin had a weird feeling that Auron was trying to talk dirty, but he never mentioned that. Instead, Rin tried to act oblivious.

"Rin, come here."

Gliding across the tub, Rin sat beside Auron. His crimson blush became more noticeable and all Auron could do was laugh at the embarrassed complexion. Well, Rin suited a blush, Auron thought.

Swathing a muscular arm around Rin's broad shoulders, Auron leaned his head back, closed his one eye as he inhaled the soothing lavender scent of the bubbling tub. A humming could be heard in his throat.

"Have you any interest in playing blitzball, Sir Auron? Perhaps if-"

"No, I couldn't possibly take up blitzball. As Tidus would say 'don't break any bones, old man'," interrupted Auron with a chuckle. "You and Tidus play. I'm happy to watch."

"Oh."

A smirk appeared, Rin planted a fleeting peck onto Auron's cheek. This was a quick touch on the cheek, nothing proper or serious. At the kiss, Auron didn't flinch, but his response was a mere chuckle that rumbled in his throat.

"Pleasant," remarked Auron.

"Hm? I suppose it is pleasant. A big, strong guardian like yourself deserves some love," stated Rin. "I remember when you defeated that ferocious beast that disturbed the chocobos back at my Travel Agency in Mi'ihen," he added.

"I take it you were watching me in particular, then."

"Yes, I was. I was watching you outside the front door of my tavern. You were remarkable - you and the others."

With the arm that was swathed around Rin's broad shoulders, Auron's strong hand gripped onto a shoulder. Turning his head to properly face Rin, the warrior monk slipped down his sunglasses just slightly. Rin swallowed his own spit, catching sight of that long white scar across Auron's closed eye.

"...Ah, it's healed well," mentioned Rin. "I remember treating that wound on your eye."

"Hm. Without your help, I wouldn't have been able to continue on. I know. You're a great guy, Rin. And I'm lucky to be here with you today. Sorry I couldn't see you during the past ten years."

"That's fine, Sir Auron."

"You know that when this pilgrimage is over," he started. "We won't be able to see each other again. I hope you understand that, Rin."

Placing an index finger onto Auron's rims, Rin smirked. His lips did quiver at what Auron said, but another side of Rin just wanted to make the most of it. He wanted to make the most of this time with Auron. Rin wanted to treat this day as a special occasion.

Sinking into the bubbling water, Rin was now concealed in the lavender-infused water. It wasn't long until his lips caught Auron's intimate area in a kiss. He hugged his lips around the mushroom tip, while he wrapped his fingers around the base.

Grunting, Auron's one eye snapped open at the feel of Rin going mad. He moved a hand south and gripped a fistful of those silky blonde locks.

"Rin," called Auron.

But Rin's mouth was already half-way down Auron's manhood. The blonde-haired male bobbed down and then up, repeatedly in a swift motion.

"Rin."

All Auron could see was a blonde and tanned blur underneath the surface, as the small ripples of the water disorientated the sight of the figure beneath. Tutting, Auron rolled his one eye in contempt. He glanced around the span nervously, and fortunately it was only Rin and Auron in the V.I.P room.

"Rin," snapped Auron this time.

There was still no response from the eager Al Bhed.

Still sucking away like a mad man, Rin's tongue massaged the veiny flesh of Auron's joystick. His hand worked at the base, while his other hand squeezed the warrior monk's testicles as a way to lower the foreskin from the mushroom tip.

Auron's legs jolted.

"Rin."

Rising up once again, Rin looked at Auron with a look of surprise on his face. Raising a curious blonde brow, Rin snickered.

"Fryd ec ed, cen?" Rin asked.

It was just fortunate that Auron could understand Al Bhed.

"Do you really have to ask that?"