Well, all right then. Since the first three chapters of ABATO were "published," I've received several wonderful reviews, and some very unfriendly ones. So, for all you fans: THANK YOU! You guys have made me decide to continue, so without further adieu...
Wakka and Tidus: TIME FOR AS BLUE AS THE OCEAN!
Tidus was the first to look up, seeing Yuna's hurt face try to analyze the situation, as if she couldn't comprehend anything that was going on in front of her, or maybe she didn't want to.
"Yuna..." he began, but she shook her head, closing her eyes in a desperate attempt to stop the streaming flow of tears. It seemed that that tactic wasn't one to succeed in her losing battle with her emotions.
She was hurt, it was obvious and Tidus and Wakka could do nothing about it, when both of their first instincts were to console her as best they could. Tidus was the first to stand, even though Wakka was on top of him, and he swiftly made his way to Yuna, putting an arm around her shoulder. "H-hey... Don't cry..."
Yuna pushed him away, not wanting him to touch her, the thought of it revulsion. She had trusted him, allowed him to be a guardian when she didn't really know him... Loved him... "N-no," she managed to sputter.
Wakka, standing up after picking up her staff, walked over and handed it to the summoner. "Yuna... We... I... I didn't mean to hurt you, you know? You're like my little sister..."
"Wakka, if I hadn't just seen... If you hadn't... I can't believe you. I can't trust you anymore... Either of you." She grabbed the staff from the blitzer's clutch and ran from the door, her chest racked with audible sobs as she tore from the vicinity of the Luca stadium in the direction of the Mi'ihen Highroad.
Tidus looked to Wakka, the frown on his face personified through his furrowed eyebrows and playing throughout his blue eyes. "If... If I'd have known what this caused... I... I wouldn't have had feelings for you," he told the redhead, looking at the floor in sorrow.
"You... You can't say that, brudda. No matter what, the feelings would have come, I know... I feel the same way. But we can't control our hearts, you know?" Wakka awkwardly patted Tidus on the shoulder, an encouraging smile on his tanned face, although it soon looked like a twisted grimace. His brown eyes watered with tears of guilt.
"We... we hurt her. What will we do now?"
Tidus's sullen voice penetrated deep into Wakka's turmoiled mind. The older man shook his head, unsure of anything at the moment, desperately trying to sort out any shred of an idea. "I don't know, kid... This is bad, against more of Yevon's teachings than most things... This is a sin above hubris." He swallowed, his voice becoming throaty, as the religious man realized not only the emotional consequences of his crime, but the religious as well.
Tidus looked at him, deep blue eyes full of a doubtful glimmer. "Wakka... Why do you care so much about this Yevon? I mean, do you have proof-"
"Just shut up! You don't know what you're saying, brudda! You... You were affected by Sin's toxins, ya... You don't know what you're saying..." With that, he collapsed to his knees, the tears now flowing to accompany his violent sobs.
Tidus knelt next to him, embracing Wakka around his muscular shoulders, trying his best to console him. 'Hey... I'm sorry, look... don't worry about it. You... you haven't done anything wrong... Just... Stop crying... I can't take it..."
Because you're a crybaby, said a voice in his head.