Mr Destiny Islands
Chapter six: Another Side, Another Story.
Author's note: For those who had not noticed, this is an extra story that does not have any direct relevance to the main story plot. Read Chapter Five's author's note for more details.
Disclaimer: I don't own them! I really don't have the rights to KH characters! Or any other Final Fantasy characters.
"Dang those coconuts! Tidus! Come here mon! Ya, now ya." Bellowed Wakka.
Tidus, in all his blond glory, strolled across the room towards his stocky 'brother'. Amusement flashed through his clear blue eyes as Tidus watched Wakka get worked up in exaggeration.
They were in Destiny's Café, picking up some lunch for their blitz ball team.
"Hey, what got you so agitated? Ms Destiny's giving us that cold stare so you better keep it down bro." Asked Tidus as he put a hand onto Wakka's broad frame, to calm the latter down.
Wakka turned towards the café counter to find Ms Destiny giving him a reproaching stare that he replied with an awkward smile of apology. Tidus grinned as he watched the largely built Wakka cower under the disdainful gaze of the petite old lady.
"So what's it that got to you Wakka?" reminded Tidus.
"Oh. Ya, them organisers." Wakka whispered in a ridiculously loud manner, "Them monkeys set a theme for the competition ya. You have to dress according to them theme for the fashion category ya."
Tidus gaze followed Wakka's pointed finger to find a poster declaring the qualifications of the Mr Destiny Islands (teen category). He then read the line the was specifically pointed out, "All nominees will dress according to the theme 'Exploration of your female self', to qualify for the second round of judging in the competition. Nominees that fail to meet the requirement would be disqualified immediately."
The impact of the rule caused the colour to fade from Tidus' sun kissed face.
"Yo mon, you okay ya?" asked a concerned Wakka as he watched his team mate turn several shades of green.
Strong fingers raked through sun blenched locks, a habit Tidus indulges in when he is loss for words. With his blond hair tousled into an attractive mess, Tidus stumbled back and fell into an available chair.
Wakka observed his shell-shocked pal stagger and safely fall into a nearby seat. He was about to comfort his poor friend when Ms Destiny called him over to collect the bags of lunch. Torn between concern for his close friend and the wrath of Ms Destiny, Wakka decided to give Tidus some space as he went to collect the ordered luncheon.
When he got back to Tidus' side, with huge paper bags in tow, Wakka realised that the former had ceased to breath. Wakka immediately dropped the bags onto the nearby table and grabbed Tidus' shoulders, giving him a rough shake.
"Breath mon! Ya have to breath ya!"
Wakka rushed frantically to 'save' the stunned Tidus. After a long minute, consciousness returned to Tidus. As he stared at Wakka's orange coiffure, he said, "Does that mean I have to wear a dress?"
That question got Wakka.
"Well, them say you have to be female… I think that means you have to dress like one ya."
"Oh."
Both guys looked down at the wooden floor.
*
Both Wakka and Tidus sat on the rest benches, dripping dry, as they had just finished blitz ball practise.
" Ya know mon, you don't have to do it ya." Explained Wakka, who was wiping the water off his chunky forearm.
He looked towards his blond friend with a look of brotherly concern. His poor friend was in such a predicament: To win the competition for his ladylove, but at the risk of losing his manly dignity.
"Don't worry, I'll do it. I have to win," stated Tidus with conviction, "For her."
Wakka nodded, respecting the blond boy's decision. Feeling a strong sense of brotherly duty, Wakka felt the need to help Tidus in this 'serious' situation. It was two days before the second round of the competition and Tidus still has not gotten anything to wear for the competition. He would have asked Kairi and Selphie for help if not for them being on different teams.
"Tidus mon, I will help ya. I will help ya prepare for the competition so that you will have a chance at winning ya." Smiled Wakka, giving his friend a boost of confidence.
Tidus looked up in thanks at this bear of a guy.
"Thanks Wakka, I don't know what I would do without you."
*
Tidus did not know whether to be happy, frustrated or cry.
Laid out in front of him were three outfits that Wakka had gleaned from his female sources.
Firstly, there was a lovely jewel tone dress that was pieced together like a priestess robe, with vanilla lace rimming the high collar and the end of the long sleeves. It came together with a champagne white sash to be tied just below the chest and a set of white petticoats. Plus, an elegant tiara with sparkling crystals to add icing to the cake.
Then there was a ballerina's outfit, complete with a tutu, leotard and stockings. The tutu was made of pink gauze and the leotard was covered in glittery sequins. There was also a feathery choker that was to be worn with the attire.
Lastly, there was a decent white shirt, abide female cut. The bottom was a plaited skirt in deep red. It came with knee high stockings and a cute red beret. A black wig with two pigtails, tied with red ribbons, accompanied this costume.
Once again, Tidus was speechless. He looked up to see Wakka looking at him with an expectant look of delight. Tidus turned away so as not to disappoint his eager buddy. Really, Tidus could not imagine himself in any of these outfits.
"Eh, Wakka, I really appreciate your effort, but I think that I won't fit into any of these outfits." Murmured Tidus.
"Oh, sorry mon. I didn't think ya." Disappointment reflected off Wakka's honest face.
Tidus felt guilt infuse his sense. Maybe he should at least try on the outfits…
"Well, I could try them on…"
"Nah… you're right ya. I think I will go ask more people ya. Maybe we can find something that fits ya better ya?"
"…"
*
Finally, 3 hours 59 minutes and 26 seconds before the fashion competition, the 'dream team' put together an outfit for Tidus to compete in.
1 hour 47 minutes and 18 seconds later, Tidus was all dressed in his 'battle gear'.
51 minutes and 56 seconds before the last curtain call, Tidus had his face and hair done.
Wakka stood backstage with his pal as they waited for the final cue for Tidus to step out into the limelight to strut his stuff. Glancing over his masterpiece, Wakka gave Tidus a thumb up. The blue-eyed blond mouthed a silent thank-you to the guy that had stood by him throughout this whole competition. Wakka smiled and gave Tidus an encouraging pat of the back. With that, Tidus breathed in a large breath to gather his courage before he stepped out of the curtains and into the light.
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Ending note: Well, to find out what happens at the fashion parade, watch out for the next few chapters of Mr Destiny Islands. ^-^ Find out what the boys would be forced to don all for the sake of this male beauty pageant. Ja Ne.
