Here's chapter 5! (No, really?) Okay, anyway, I'm sorry that I won't be able to update nearly as much as I'd like to, but my schedule dead seriously is school, tennis, homework, bed, every single day, and on the weekends, it's homework, tennis, family stuff, bed. Besides that, I'm going through an extremely mild case of writer's block, but that should be over soon. Anyway, here's chapter 5! Enjoy!
Chapter 5: First Day
"First I find out from Seymour that you aren't with him. Then, I find out that you're with that flit. Then, I see you kissing some hooligan. How could you disobey me?"
Yuna was silent. She simply looked out the window, not daring to look at her father, who was in the seat next to her, and was, as Yuna was sure, about to explode.
"Answer me!" Braska roared. It wasn't too often that Yuna heard Braska yell, and she had to admit she was slightly afraid of him at the moment, but her feelings were far too mixed to even think about answering him.
"I'm sorry I disobeyed you, Father," Yuna said softly. Truly she was. She had left her house earlier that day feeling the same as always, but now she was quite confused. Why did things always have to happen so fast? So quickly...
Braska seemed shocked at his daughter's reply, and noticed just how upset she seemed by it all.
"Who was that young man?" Braska asked, "Did he do something to hurt you?" Braska's voice was incredibly flat, and surprisingly didn't seem to caring at all. To Yuna, it seemed almost as if her father hoped that the young man she had kissed had done something to her.
"No, he didn't hurt me," Yuna said softly, staring out the window, noticing that it had begun to rain. The rain perfectly matched her mood.
"I'd better never see you with whoever it was again," Braska said softly, "You're lucky I ever let you date that flit that you call your boyfriend. At least he's out of the picture now."
Gippal wasn't out of the picture. Yuna was quite sure of that.
"What is a flit?" Yuna finally asked. Oh, she knew quite well what a "Flit" was, but was it really something to be ashamed of being?
"A flit is one of those that follows Yevon not," Braska said, "A flit is a dirty person. They are the cause of war."
"But why?" Yuna asked.
"Apparently you're not getting it, are you?" Braska said, "A flit is an Al Bhed. Like your cousin."
"My mother was one of them!" Yuna cried, "Doesn't that mean anything to you?"
"Your mother was different!" Braska yelled back at Yuna, "She was willing to stop her flit ways and become one of us!"
"Uncle Cid says you forced her to!" Yuna cried, "Uncle Cid says that she was deeply in love with you, but you wouldn't be in love with her unless she followed Yevon's teachings!"
"Your damned Uncle Cid knows nothing!" Braska roared louder than he had earlier, "And you shouldn't even be seeing him!"
"But he's right, isn't he?" Yuna cried, tears streaming down her face, "You honestly wouldn't marry Mother unless she stopped being Al Bhed."
The limo that the two were riding in pulled into their driveway, and without uttering a word, Braska stormed out of the car, slamming the door, leaving Yuna to sit there and sob.
"What was I thinking?" Tidus cried, throwing himself on the bed, "She really was the daughter of that Lord Braska guy. I shouldn't have just played her like that!"
"But I wasn't playing."
Tidus picked up a trophy that was on his shelf and tossed it at the wall, leaving a huge dent in the wall, and tearing the trophy in half.
Lying on his bed with his chest heaving angrily, Tidus stared at the ceiling, thinking of the girl that had been in his arms only minutes ago.
Feeling hungry, Tidus stood up, deciding that perhaps some food would help clear his head.
He walked down the stairs, not even interested in sliding down the long banister like he usually did, and then walked into the kitchen to see his father sitting there.
Tidus was surprised to his dad home, but even more surprised to see that his father wasn't drunk. It didn't even seem as if he'd had any alcohol that entire day.
"I see you lost," Jecht said, and was staring at the television set that was sitting on the counter.
"Yeah," Tidus said softly, "But you know, I made all of our goals. I was the one who carried the team through it." Tidus flinched, awaiting a beating, or something from his father.
"That's good. I was hoping for the Abes to kick your ass."
"Uh, yeah..." Tidus just said, shocked by his father's attitude. He seemed almost in a good mood.
"Now 'f only you could get a spot on the Abes' team, then I'd be impressed. But, you're not nearly good 'nuf, you know that, right?"
"Yeah, whatever," Tidus cried, grabbing a piece of beef jerky, deciding he'd snack in his room, like he usually did, even though his father wasn't yelling at him or anything.
"Grab me a beer while you're in there," Jecht directed Tidus, who was still looking in the fridge.
"Fine," Tidus said, grabbing out a beer. He should have known his old man wouldn't stay sober for too long.
"Where you off to?" Jecht asked as Tidus was heading toward the exit of the kitchen.
"My room," Tidus just answered, not stopping.
"What's your problem?" Jecht asked, "Usually you're so damn cheerful that I just wanna kill you."
"I'm fine," Tidus just said.
"You got a girl problem or something? Don't think I haven't seen some of those girls 'round here."
Tidus looked at his father, who was sucking down his beer. He wanted to discuss his problem with someone, but sighed, and turned around. There was no way he could discuss his problems with his father.
Finally, just deciding to try to get the night's events out of his mind, Tidus decided he might as well just go to bed.
"Please answer the phone!" Yuna cried into her own phone, as she received Rikku's answer machine yet again.
Finally giving up, Yuna clicked off her phone and flung in into a chair, and plopped herself on her bed, folding her arms around her head and crying into them.
The phone rang then, and Yuna quickly jumped up and answered it, relieved to hear Rikku's high pitched voice.
"Thank you so much for answering!" Yuna cried when she heard Rikku's voice, "I'm sorry about whatever I did—."
"Don't play dumb Yunie! You know exactly what you did!" Rikku said loudly into the phone, "First you stole Gippal from me, and now Tidus!"
"It's not like that Rikku!" Yuna cried into the phone. She really seemed to be upsetting quite a few people.
"Okay, whatever, I don't want to discuss it, okay Yunie? Anyway, I just called to say that I'll be real busy tomorrow, but I'll pick you up bright and early on Tuesday," Rikku sighed, "When we have to start school."
"Okay, thank you Rikku," Yuna said.
"So, what did your dad say? He seemed pretty upset."
"Oh, he didn't say much," Yuna lied.
"Oh? So, what was it like, you know, kissing Tidus?"
"Huh? Oh, that. Well...It was...An...Accident...Kind of," Yuna said, blushing, not really knowing what to say about that matter.
"Yeah, if you say so," Rikku said, and Yuna was sure she was rolling her eyes, "Anyway, my pops is calling me, so, see you."
"Bye," Yuna said, as Rikku hung up the phone. Then, she lay back in her bed, and closing her eyes, fell asleep.
"I can't believe this day is here already!" Rikku moaned, as Yuna and her walked up the path toward their school.
"Me neither," Yuna agreed, not knowing if she was ready for it or not. So many things were on her mind, and she worried that she wouldn't be able to concentrate.
"So...Yunie," Rikku said as they walked into the school, which was already packed with nervous and confused looking students, "What's going on between Gippal and you?"
"Huh?" Yuna asked, wondering to herself if she seemed a little too frightened sounding, "Gippal and me? Er, nothing..."
"Uh-huh," Rikku just said, putting her arms up, "Why do I even bother?"
"It's true! There's nothing going...I mean, we're still together."
"After you and that Blitzball player, whatever his name was, locked lips like that?" Rikku said, looking at her cousin, almost looking angry.
"That was...It wasn't what you thought!" Yuna said, not understanding why her cousin had to ruin things the way she seemed to ruing things. "No," Yuna reminded herself, "It's not Rikku that ruined things. It's all Tidus' fault..."
Tidus...There was something she hadn't wanted to think about. In fact, Tidus was the last thing she wanted to focus on at the moment.
It had truly been a one-night thing. That was all. They would never see each other again, never even think of each other again. They would just live their lives without each other, never thinking about each other, never being together.
"You don't expect me to not tell Gippal, do you?" Rikku asked, almost in a teasing manner. Oh how Yuna hoped that Rikku wouldn't tell him.
"You wouldn't, would you? I mean, it truly was just a one-night thing! Me and...That Blitzball player...I don't even remember his name!"
"Whatever," Rikku just said, "I'll see you around."
"I'm telling the truth!" Yuna cried after her cousin, who bounded up the stairs.
Rikku chose not to answer her cousin, and Yuna was left wondering what had gotten into Rikku.
"Okay, whatever," Yuna said softly to herself, as she chose to simply brush the entire matter off. It wasn't as if she cared if Rikku told Gippal, it was just that without Gippal...There went her very excuse as to why she wasn't going out with Seymour.
Reaching her locker, Yuna quickly did her combination, and opened up her locker, shoving her books inside.
"Hey Babe," Yuna heard Gippal's voice say, as he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek, "What were you up to over the weekend?"
"Not much, really," Yuna answered, pulling away from him slightly. At least Rikku hadn't blabbed yet.
"Me neither, but I tried to call you like five hundred times, but no answer."
He didn't call her...She would have known...A little invention called, "Caller I.D."
"Really? How come you didn't leave a message?" Yuna had to ask it. Something about the way Gippal was acting worried her.
"Worried about your dad, that's all. What's up with that guy anyway?"
"Nothing. It's all just stress," Yuna said, bending down and gathering her stuff for first hour.
"Anyway, just wanted to say hi. I gotta go though, I gotta meet someone before first hour starts."
"Okay, bye," Yuna said, pecking Gippal softly, although scrunching her nose as soon as he turned away from her.
Gathering her books up slowly, and walking toward her first class, Yuna's mind seemed far too cluttered with nothingness to even focus on Gippal, or school.
Yuna took a seat in her class just as the bell rung, wishing she had gotten to school earlier so that she would have had time to meet up with people she hadn't seen all summer and such, but like usual, Rikku had taken all morning to decide what she was going to wear.
"If only Tidus hadn't crashed into me...Then I would be able to drive myself...," Yuna thought as the teacher told the class his name, "But if Tidus hadn't crashed into me..."
A poke on Yuna's back interrupted her thoughts, and she turned around quickly to see that Seymour was sitting right behind her.
"Great," Yuna thought.
"What is it?" she asked in an annoyed tone.
"Are you going to try to be valedictorian again this year?" Seymour asked, somewhat snottily.
"Yes," Yuna answered. That was the one thing she loved about school. She could simply engulf herself in her studies, and pay little attention to anything else in her life. Then, at the end of school, she would become valedictorian of her class and make her father proud of her. She hadn't realized it until that moment, but she did a lot to try to make her father proud.
After the night of the Blitzball game, Yuna and her father hadn't uttered a word to each other, and for the week, her father was out of town, visiting small little towns, preaching about Yevon, or something.
For now she would be on her own, being that her caretaker, Kimarhi, would be unable to watch over her, being that he had been recently elected elder of the village of Gagazet.
"Good luck," Seymour said, apparently talking about Yuna's chances to become valedictorian of the senior class, "See that guy over there?" Seymour pointed to a platinum-haired guy, "He's the Praetor's son. He's a genius. He'll beat you in grades for sure."
"Where's he from?" Yuna asked, eying the Praetor's son.
"He's from a private school on the other side of town. His name's Baralai. He's staying with me, and I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure he gets better grades than you!"
"Oh, whatever," Yuna said, turning back around in her seat. The last thing she was going to worry about was this new Baralai guy.
"Don't listen to him," the girl in front of Yuna turned around to face Yuna, as the teacher had his back turned, writing something on the board, "Baralai's smart, but he's not exactly the best test-taker in the world."
"Oh?" Yuna just said, not knowing much else to say, "And you are?"
"Name's Paine," the girl said, "Coincidentally, Baralai and me are old friends. We went to middle school and our first year of highschool together."
"I see, it's nice to meet you, Paine," Yuna said, shaking the girl's hand, "I'm Yuna."
"Right, Braska's daughter," Paine said, giving a court little nod, "Anyway, I'd better turn around before the teacher catches us."
"Right," Yuna agreed.
The rest of the class went by quickly, and quite uneventful, and Yuna rushed to her next class, again reaching her seat just as the bell rang.
Again, the rest of that class, as well as the rest of the day went by slowly, and uneventfully. Luckily, Yuna made it out of the school with no homework, and waited by her locker for Gippal, who was to drive her home.
Soon she had waited at her locker for some time, with no sign of Gippal.
"Great, where is he?" Yuna cried, looking at her watch for the fifth time in that minute, "I'd really like to get home!"
"Hey Yuna, waiting for someone?" Yuna turned around and saw Paine, who was walking up to Yuna.
"Yeah, I'm waiting for my boyfriend Gippal. Have you seen him?"
"Gippal...Hm...He's that blonde guy with the eyepatch, right? Yeah, I saw him with that girl...The younger one...Blonde hair, green eyes..."
"Rikku?" Yuna finally asked.
"Yeah, her," Paine said, "Did you say Gippal was your boyfriend? Rikku and him seemed pretty close...Actually, really close. It was kind of gross, really. I mean, why can't people just go get a room?"
Paine sounded so emotionless as she said this, but Yuna's heart dropped. How could Rikku do that to her?
"Are you sure it was Rikku?" Yuna asked hopelessly. She knew Gippal cheated on her every now and then, mainly because Yuna refused to sleep with him or anything, but Rikku?
"Yeah, it was Rikku," Paine said, "Anyway, I've got to go."
"Okay, bye," Yuna said slowly. She felt close to tears. She pulled out her phone, not caring that cell phones weren't allowed in school, and quickly dialed Rikku's cell phone number.
"Hello?" Rikku answered.
"Rikku! Where's Gippal?" Yuna demanded.
"Oh, sorry Yunie, but about that...Well, here...GIPPAL! YUNIE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!"
"What...?" Yuna said, but was then greeted by Gippal's voice.
"Yo, Rikku told me what happened. So...It's kind of over, 'kay?" Gippal said, and then hung up.
"Wait!" Yuna shut her phone off and slammed it on the ground, breaking it into millions of pieces. She couldn't believe Rikku had done that to her.
Finally, fighting back tears, Yuna ran out of the school building, walking fast toward her house. All she wanted now was to get home. So that she could be alone, and spend the entire afternoon crying out her eyes.
After walking quite a ways, Yuna's house came into view, and she was surprised to see a strange looking car in her driveway. It was a nice looking car, that was for sure, so she figured that a friend of her father's or something, was there, or else her father hadn't trusted her and had hired a caretaker.
Angrily, Yuna opened the door to her house, waiting to see a caretaker. However, no one was there, and Yuna through her backpack into the entry way, and continued on her way, wondering who was in her house.
She heard the sphere on, so she started off toward the family room, only to see a sight she'd never expected to see.
There, sprawled out on the couch, with a huge bag of potato chips, sat none other than Tidus.