Yuna opened her eyes to bright morning light seeping in through her window. She could hear footsteps in the hall, and was vaguely aware of voices speaking, hushed.

"I'll go check on her, Wakka, I just hope she'll wake up soon," Lulu's voice was distant and full of worry. She heard a certain pair of feet shuffle down the hall and into her room. Yuna sat up as Lulu entered the room.

"Are you feeling okay?" Lulu said. She looked tired and disheveled, and it was apparent that she hadn't slept lately.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I feel better than I have in a long time," she stood up as Lulu walked toward her.

"Well, I guess three days of sleep can do that to a person," she said a bit sarcastically, but it was obvious that she was relieved to see Yuna up and around again.

"Three days? I was asleep for three days?" Yuna asked in disbelief. "I didn't even dream that long. It was short." Lulu could tell by the look on her face and her renewed energy that she had finally dreamed of Tidus again.

"He was there?" There was almost a reverence in Lulu's voice, like a hope that she didn't want to make apparent. Yuna looked up at Lulu and smiled a little. She nodded and then headed downstairs for some orange juice.

She breezed past an equally disheveled Wakka on her way to the fridge. He stared at her and her completely nonchalant attitude with disbelief. Was she unaware that she had been sleeping and scaring everyone for the past three days?

"Yuna, you're alright, ya?" he said puzzled, deciding not to bring it up.

She looked over at him and smiled. "I'm fine, sorry to make you guys worry."

Lulu entered the kitchen, and she and Wakka exchanged a look that clearly said "let's talk."

"Umm, Yuna, we'll be back later. Don't exhaust yourself too much, ya?" Wakka said as he and Lulu edged towards the door.

"Okay, have fun," she sighed. As they left, she knew they'd be talking about her and the past three crazy days. She walked into the living room and sat down on one of her oversized couches, pulling her legs underneath her and grabbing the glass of orange juice with both hands. She tilted her head and looked at the empty white marble fireplace.

She sighed, knowing that she'd probably sleep three days every time she laid down, if it meant dreaming of him

* * *

"She dreamed of him, he must still be out there," Lulu said, kicking up sand with her bare feet.

"You really believe that he comes to her?" Wakka asked, looking over at her. It wasn't unusual for them to just talk about her and nothing else lately. With every day that had gone by in the past two and a half months, she had seemed to get nothing but weaker. Every day she got more lonely, and less alive.

"Well, what else could it be? She hasn't forgotten anything about him, I know. She could never just stop herself from dreaming of him. He promised her in a dream that he would be on his way back, then she just stopped dreaming about him until last night," Lulu looked at him, raising one eyebrow.

"It does seem kind of suspicious, ya?" There was somewhat of an uncomfortable silence for a moment, neither looking up from their feet. "Did Chappu ever come to you in dreams?"

Lulu's eyes glittered briefly, then she smiled. "Once. The only thing he said was not to cry, and not to spend my life thinking of him. He said there was someone who could love me better."

"Did he say who that person was?" Wakka looked over at her for a moment, and their eyes met until they both quickly looked back to their feet.

"Yes, but I don't know if I could love him the same as he could love me. He's so, untainted, you know?" Lulu said quietly.

"Maybe you'll have a connection with him someday, though. Like Tidus and Yuna, ya?" he said quietly.

"Yeah, maybe. And maybe we'll have a better ending."