Welcome friends, to a delayed second chapter of "Our Song." About that delay...many apologies, but you see, I was side tracked...

Kuja Plush: Yes, with music downloads...

Ketsu: Hush, there were some for you...

Kuja Plush: Yes, the THONG SONG!

Ketsu: *snort* I couldn't help it! It was just so...so, you!

Kuja Plush: ::sits down in a huff::

Ketsu: Anywayz, here's the chap you've been waiting for!

//Disclaimer: I don't own FF IX, but I DO own Mr. Sexy, Thong-Wearin' Kuja plushie!//

{2. Time to Wake and Face the Day}

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:: Suddenly, he remembered something. He snatched up the blade, and with a deep breath-- ::

It was at this moment that Zidane Tribal awoke in a cold sweat, his eyes shooting open, his shaking hands tightly gripping the threadbare sheets of his small bed. His heart began to slow as the thought finally settled in his mind. ::It was a DREAM Zidane, just a dream:: He slowly shook his head. ::I have to do something about this. I can't stop thinking of her, even in my sleep:: This was quite true. The poor guy really couldn't get her off his mind. She was everywhere. Well, maybe not his cereal. But definitely everywhere else.

He slowly climbed out of bed, stretched, and pulled on some pants and a shirt. He then shuffled down the hall, and into the living room of the Tantalus Hideout. The room was a bit shabby looking, but nonetheless, it was home. There were a few chairs, a couch, and several members of the Tantalus crew zonked out in random places, except for one, a slightly...rounder man, who had a small container of chocolate pudding in his hand. He began trying to undo the pants of a man who was sleeping on the couch.

"Cinna, wait until I'm out of the room before you molest poor Marcus..." Zidane said, as he sunk into a large squishy chair. Cinna rolled his eyes. "No, I'm trying to put this pudding in his pants, so when he wakes up, he'll think he dumped his pants!" Yes, this was going to work. "Whatever, just don't come crying to me when he wakes up and punctures your lungs," he sighed.

"Speaking of lungs," came a voice from the corner, "yours sure are pretty strong, eh Zido?" Zidane slowly turned his chair. "And what do you mean by THAT, huh Blank?"

"Well, let's see...oh, now I remember...it went something like, 'Dagger! No! How could you?' and then, she ran in, and started crying out, 'Oh Zidane! How I long for you! Your cute little tail! How I want tooooo..." but he was cut off when Zidane tackled him.

"Shut up, you moron!"

"Oh Zidane!"

"Stop it!"

"Kiss me, you fool!"

"I said shut it!"

"You make me feel so tingly!"

"Well," said a booming voice, "maybe I should step out of the room and let you two continue with your little love romp..."

It was at this moment that Blank and Zidane realized how this must have looked to Baku, Zidane on top of Blank, Blank sounding like some sort of a fan girl...it wasn't pretty. They quickly got up and tried to explain themselves.

"You see, we were, uh..."

"Well...I was just...erm..." Baku let out a howling laugh. "I'm just messin' with ya both. I know what's going on." A look of relief spread across both of their faces. "Yep, Zidane here just can't seem to get a new girl, can he?" Blank snorted. Zidane stared at the floor. Baku howled. Cinna ran. Marcus chased. All was well.

"Look Ziddykins, you have to get over her. She's a goddamn QUEEN. Just give up already!" Blank firmly stated, Baku, however, disagreed.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe he really loves the girl. I mean, he hasn't come home with a big red slap mark on his face since he went on his little adventure...plus, the ladies in town have never been happier!" Baku exclaimed, trying to hold in the thunderous laughter. "It's settled then! You'd better get out there and start working on a way to get her back!" and with that, he shoved Zidane out the door, and locked it.

This was going to be a great...rest of his life.

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Ketsu: Well, How'd I do?

Kuja Plush: Poorly

Ketsu: How? I worked hard on this!

Kuja Plush: No you didn't

Ketsu: ::ties Kuja Plush to bottle rocket::

Kuja Plush: Yes! Good! My compliments!

Ketsu: Better. ^-^

Kuja Plush: *sigh* Anyway, review away. It may save your life someday.