Chapter 3- small spaces and strip poker don't go well together

A few hours later…

Seymour grinned as Wakka quickly covered himself up with a towel as he peeled off reluctantly one of his remaining garments. Seymour however, had only taken off a few items of clothing- revealing as they may be.

"See?" Seymour chuckled "Go fish is so much fun and it passes the time away in no time at all"

Wakka gave a weak smile "hopefully the time will pass so fast we'll be saved any second, ya?" there was a short pause as he gazed longingly at the door "aaaannnny minute"

Seymour blocked his view and tried to look seductive "well, as someone hasn't burst through the door it seems you still have a dare to do" Wakka groaned and Seymour's eye's lightened up as he thought of an idea

"I know… Your dare is…" he grinned wickedly "remove your towel"

Wakka yelped and grabbed his towel, clutching it as if it were his only lifeline "nooo way Seymour, you got to be kidding, ya?"

Suddenly Seymour leapt from where he was sitting and pounced on Wakka, grabbing the towel and ripping it from his grasp. Wakka's hands instinctively went straight to covering up his dignity as Seymour gave a long whistle.

"My, that's a nice body you've got there big boy" he smirked

Wakka glared at Seymour "I'm not interested in flirting with you…now gimme my towel back, ya?!!!"

Seymour chuckled and waved the towel just out of reach. Wakka gave a small growl of annoyance and leapt on Seymour, dignity forgotten.  Seymour gave a yelp of surprise and staggered back, wrestling with a naked Wakka on top of him for possession of the towel when he stumbled back and fell, but before he hit the floor, he stopped, wedged in the doorway of the shower.

He looked at Wakka who was lying on top of him "as much as I would enjoy this situation under different circumstances, I don't suppose you could get off me and help me up?

Wakka struggled and shuddered with every motion that made Seymour giggle "I can't move…even with the amount of willpower I have"

Just then there was a knock at the door "Rammu? Ec Berrik eh drana? Edc ouin meddma muja-geddah!"

Wakka went pale. Not the Al Bhed, if they saw him like this… this was not going to be easy to explain.

 He heard Seymour stifle a laugh under him. Wakka glared "What?! This is no time to laugh! Ya?"

Seymour chuckled "she said 'Hello? Is Berrik in there? It's your little love-kitten!'"

Wakka had to stifle a laugh. Berrick had a sex kitten? Tidus would be jealous when he found out…

Suddenly the door handle began to jerk as 'sex-kitten' began to try and open the door. The colour drained from both of their faces as the door began to groan open, and standing there was an Al Bhed, horror on her face.

"AAAAAAIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!" As soon as she saw the pair in their uncomfortable positions she was off running down the corridor. The pair could hear her cry out "E tet hud caa dryd! E tet hud caa dryd!! BERRIK!!!! CYJA SA!!!!!"

Wakka gave Seymour a puzzled look "do you know what she just said?"

Seymour gave a nod, which, due to the circumstances, Wakka cringed "She ran out screaming for Berrik saying she did not see us in our *cough* unfortunate circumstance" he giggled and was hit by Wakka "this is not funny!!! We are stuck with me naked on top of you for anyone to see!!! Ya?"

Seymour grinned "I know…fun isn't it?"

Wakka hastily changed subject "how do you know Al Bhed anyway? And who was she? Ya?"

Seymour chuckled "She was the person who taught me Al Bhed…And how to play Go Fish actually. Her name is Nya Mayjan and well…I won't go into details about how I know her" he smirked.

Wakka suddenly wished he hadn't asked.  

An hour later…

Wakka had drifted off to sleep lying on Seymour, being as there was nothing else for him to do. He was having terrible nightmares of him being forced to play 'Go Fish' with Maester Seymour and Maester Kinoc, Yuna in her bra and that damn Al Bhed…

Seymour, on the other hand was lying quietly contemplating how he would tell Kinoc about his little lurve slave, he giggled in glee as he thought of how jealous he'd be.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Wakka woke up and gave a small scream of terror before he remembered where he was. As the door opened he began to struggle desperately to get free when he heard a familiar voice…

"Kimahri thought Wakka liked playing games…Kimahri see Wakka likes playing games very much" he chuckled as Wakka turned crimson.

"Woah Wakka! I wondered where you went while we were playing…I wish I hadn't!" Wakka groaned, not Tidus too? This will take forever to explain.

"Look, Maester Seymour forced me to play this stupid game, ya? And well, we kinda got stuck and…"

Seymour giggled…again "Yes, Wakka is my lurve slave…didn't you know? I had to find a replacement for Yuna because well…"

He was interrupted by Tidus as he fell on the floor laughing.

Wakka looked as he saw the rest of the gang standing there dumbfounded by shock "umm…anyone got any Vaseline handy? Please?"

*Author's note* tadaa! I didn't know how to end it so sorry about the crappy ending! Hope you like!!!

*random thought* I wish I owned Squall….*drool* or Laguna would be nice……..