Hiya! ^_^ Sorry it's taken so long for me to post new entries to this. Ya
see, I started posting this AFTER I had finished everything, but I only got
the first part out before I got jaw surgery. So now here I am, "jaw bra"
and all, typing up the last…two parts. For future reference, that which
you find in parentheses is the equivalent to thinking—I just wanted to try
something different for a change.
Oh, and this one is the longest section. ^_^ Thanks for the loverly reviews—Ten wuvs them so! (Watch out for Wakka spacing, obscure football references, and Lulu's dress.)
Wakka and Tidus had been keeping up the rear, which was doubly good, for they could talk blitzball. It was even better for Wakka.
"…so when it looks like he's gonna pass, someone swims up and takes it! It's an ancient technique—way before my time. I don't quite remember what it's called…Statue something-or-other. Are you listening, Wakka? Hey—Wakka!"
Wakka snapped back to the discussion. "Yeah; I think I've heard of something like that. We should try that in the next exhibition game." He mentally kicked himself for being easily distracted. Damn him for having a voice that could even coax Kimahri into talking. Tidus spoke again.
"And I was thinking, if Lulu his carrying another dress, or maybe even Yuna, and we could get Auron drunk enough, we all could get some laughs. It'd be a good distraction for Rikku. Unless you'd like to volunteer. Whaddya say, Wakka?"
(Oh, man. I did it again, ya.) "Sure. Rikku could use a distraction from the thunder." As if it had been called, a crack of thunder made Rikku screech and huddle in amongst Lulu, Kimahri, and Yuna. Tidus stopped, looked at him, and burst out laughing. "What'd I do now?" Wakka saw the others stare at the two of them funnily and Wakka pulled the amused teen towards them.
"Oh, Wakka! You're just too much!" Tidus cried, wiping his eyes with his free hand. He was calming down, yet Wakka had yet to let go of him. "Jeez. I'm coming, already. You can let go now."
Wakka forced himself to let go casually and slowed down to keep in step with the blonde. "So what did you really say, eh?"
Tidus grinned. "I'm not telling."
"Oh, come on!"
"Nah."
"Tidus!"
"What?"
"Tell me, man!"
"Uh…no."
"Please?"
Tidus stopped in his tracks. "Sure. Later."
Wakka turned about, walking backwards and smirked. "I'm so good, ya?"
"That's because you were pestering me. How old are you again?"
"Old enough." Wakka cracked a grin again. "Now, come on—we're getting left behind." He turned back around. He heard a scuffle and a muttered curse behind him and looked over his shoulder to see Tidus in a rather ungraceful sprawled position.
Everyone stopped. "Are you all right, Tidus?" Yuna called out, making her way back to the fallen boy.
He pulled himself up into a more dignified sitting position. "Yeah. I'm fine. I just tripped; that's all."
"Don't think about healing him; that's just wasting your energy," Auron told her, placing a restraining hand on her shoulder.
"Okay." She faced Wakka. "Would you help him?"
"Yeah. Leave it me, ya! I'll help the kid." Wakka sighed and walked over to Tidus.
Tidus was busy brushing dirt off himself to notice anything else. "Ah, man. I got dust in it." He sighed and took stock of the damage: nasty wounds on both knees (one was bleeding), raw hands, and fine gravel stuck in all of it. He coughed to clear out his mouth.
Wakka hunkered down in front of him. "You know, you're about as graceful as a one-legged condor trying to land."
Tidus chuckled and did something that really caused Wakka to grapple with his willpower. "Will you kiss it and make it all better?" he asked, giving his fellow guardian a 'come on, I dare you' grin.
Wakka's lips tugged upwards. "Hn." He grabbed one of Tidus' legs behind the knees and raised it to brush his lips over the scrape, his eyes closing momentarily. With a fleeting thought of, (Yuna's gonna whack me good with her staff, ya,) Wakka leaned over Tidus and planted a chaste kiss on his lips.
Tidus chuckle merrily, running a finger over his now-bruised mouth. "And you call ME clumsy." Wakka reddened and Tidus smiled. "Looks like you're gonna need practice in more than just blitzball, Wakka." With a fiendish grin, Tidus pulled Wakka by his straps so that they met in a deeper kiss.
Wakka's eyes widened. He heard one part of his mind causally mention, (You're kissing a boy in the open. Doesn't ANYTHING here seem wrong?) but another voice rang clearly: (Nope. Now shut up, ya!) Wakka relaxed instantly, bracing himself with one hand and the other twining with Tidus'.
Tidus broke off first, face flushed. He ran his free hand over Wakka's cheek lightly. "you know the girls would kick us if they saw us right now."
Wakka laughed. "Watch out for Lu's Fossil Cat Sith, eh?" Tidus laughed in return, his boyish tone sweet and pure. Wakka took off his bandanna and wrapped it around Tidus' other knee and stood to brush dirt off his pants. "Well, we better be going. Yuna's gonna have a heart attack if we're don't get to camp, ya?" He offered his hand.
"She probably already is." Wakka hoisted Tidus up, throwing Tidus' arm across his shoulder and snaking an arm around the smaller man's waist. Tidus arch and eyebrow. "I CAN walk, you know."
Wakka grinned wolfishly. "You mean you DON'T want me to hold onto you?" Tidus reddened and kicked at the back of Wakka's shin. "Now slet's see if we can make it to camp without running into a fiend, ya?"
Oh, and this one is the longest section. ^_^ Thanks for the loverly reviews—Ten wuvs them so! (Watch out for Wakka spacing, obscure football references, and Lulu's dress.)
Wakka and Tidus had been keeping up the rear, which was doubly good, for they could talk blitzball. It was even better for Wakka.
"…so when it looks like he's gonna pass, someone swims up and takes it! It's an ancient technique—way before my time. I don't quite remember what it's called…Statue something-or-other. Are you listening, Wakka? Hey—Wakka!"
Wakka snapped back to the discussion. "Yeah; I think I've heard of something like that. We should try that in the next exhibition game." He mentally kicked himself for being easily distracted. Damn him for having a voice that could even coax Kimahri into talking. Tidus spoke again.
"And I was thinking, if Lulu his carrying another dress, or maybe even Yuna, and we could get Auron drunk enough, we all could get some laughs. It'd be a good distraction for Rikku. Unless you'd like to volunteer. Whaddya say, Wakka?"
(Oh, man. I did it again, ya.) "Sure. Rikku could use a distraction from the thunder." As if it had been called, a crack of thunder made Rikku screech and huddle in amongst Lulu, Kimahri, and Yuna. Tidus stopped, looked at him, and burst out laughing. "What'd I do now?" Wakka saw the others stare at the two of them funnily and Wakka pulled the amused teen towards them.
"Oh, Wakka! You're just too much!" Tidus cried, wiping his eyes with his free hand. He was calming down, yet Wakka had yet to let go of him. "Jeez. I'm coming, already. You can let go now."
Wakka forced himself to let go casually and slowed down to keep in step with the blonde. "So what did you really say, eh?"
Tidus grinned. "I'm not telling."
"Oh, come on!"
"Nah."
"Tidus!"
"What?"
"Tell me, man!"
"Uh…no."
"Please?"
Tidus stopped in his tracks. "Sure. Later."
Wakka turned about, walking backwards and smirked. "I'm so good, ya?"
"That's because you were pestering me. How old are you again?"
"Old enough." Wakka cracked a grin again. "Now, come on—we're getting left behind." He turned back around. He heard a scuffle and a muttered curse behind him and looked over his shoulder to see Tidus in a rather ungraceful sprawled position.
Everyone stopped. "Are you all right, Tidus?" Yuna called out, making her way back to the fallen boy.
He pulled himself up into a more dignified sitting position. "Yeah. I'm fine. I just tripped; that's all."
"Don't think about healing him; that's just wasting your energy," Auron told her, placing a restraining hand on her shoulder.
"Okay." She faced Wakka. "Would you help him?"
"Yeah. Leave it me, ya! I'll help the kid." Wakka sighed and walked over to Tidus.
Tidus was busy brushing dirt off himself to notice anything else. "Ah, man. I got dust in it." He sighed and took stock of the damage: nasty wounds on both knees (one was bleeding), raw hands, and fine gravel stuck in all of it. He coughed to clear out his mouth.
Wakka hunkered down in front of him. "You know, you're about as graceful as a one-legged condor trying to land."
Tidus chuckled and did something that really caused Wakka to grapple with his willpower. "Will you kiss it and make it all better?" he asked, giving his fellow guardian a 'come on, I dare you' grin.
Wakka's lips tugged upwards. "Hn." He grabbed one of Tidus' legs behind the knees and raised it to brush his lips over the scrape, his eyes closing momentarily. With a fleeting thought of, (Yuna's gonna whack me good with her staff, ya,) Wakka leaned over Tidus and planted a chaste kiss on his lips.
Tidus chuckle merrily, running a finger over his now-bruised mouth. "And you call ME clumsy." Wakka reddened and Tidus smiled. "Looks like you're gonna need practice in more than just blitzball, Wakka." With a fiendish grin, Tidus pulled Wakka by his straps so that they met in a deeper kiss.
Wakka's eyes widened. He heard one part of his mind causally mention, (You're kissing a boy in the open. Doesn't ANYTHING here seem wrong?) but another voice rang clearly: (Nope. Now shut up, ya!) Wakka relaxed instantly, bracing himself with one hand and the other twining with Tidus'.
Tidus broke off first, face flushed. He ran his free hand over Wakka's cheek lightly. "you know the girls would kick us if they saw us right now."
Wakka laughed. "Watch out for Lu's Fossil Cat Sith, eh?" Tidus laughed in return, his boyish tone sweet and pure. Wakka took off his bandanna and wrapped it around Tidus' other knee and stood to brush dirt off his pants. "Well, we better be going. Yuna's gonna have a heart attack if we're don't get to camp, ya?" He offered his hand.
"She probably already is." Wakka hoisted Tidus up, throwing Tidus' arm across his shoulder and snaking an arm around the smaller man's waist. Tidus arch and eyebrow. "I CAN walk, you know."
Wakka grinned wolfishly. "You mean you DON'T want me to hold onto you?" Tidus reddened and kicked at the back of Wakka's shin. "Now slet's see if we can make it to camp without running into a fiend, ya?"