Disclaimer: I don't own any characters involved in this story, although I have named a couple of locations.

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Chapter 9: Revelation

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Jecht was sitting on the porch, relaxing for the first time all day, swinging on the porch swing without a care in the world. Wakka was halfway to the porch by the time the man noticed him, but when he did, Jecht was on his feet and staring the redhead down with his stone cold gaze.

Wakka stopped about eight feet in front of the porch. Jecht crossed his arms and waited for the boy to state his business. When he didn't, Jecht growled, "What do you want, boy?"

Wakka's gaze wasn't as cruel as Jecht's, but it was more determined. "I want to see Tidus."

"Tidus is grounded and can't see anyone right now," Jecht replied in his dangerously low voice. "You should go."

Wakka just stood there.

"Dammit, kid, get out of here!" Jecht yelled. Riku and the others cringed back over in Sora's yard, but Wakka didn't flinch.

"No," Wakka whispered.

Jecht stopped dead. "What did you say?" he asked in a low whisper.

"I said no!" Wakka cried, loud enough for the entire community to hear him.

"You've got guts to come traipsing up to my house and demand to see my son," Jecht started. "I don't see how-"

"You've got some guts holding your son against his will, unable to see his friends because he's gay!" Wakka shouted, interrupting the man. Jecht, Riku, Sora, everyone within earshot, jumped in surprise.

Jecht's eyebrow twitched. "Don't you ever say that about my boy," he growled.

"I don't care what you say!" Wakka cried, tears forming in his eyes. "I'm here to see Tidus. You can't keep him locked up because of who he chooses to love!"

"He's my boy, I can do whatever I damn well please!" Jecht shouted. The two of them were starting to heat up to the point of violence.

"No! He's not your son, he's a human being, with the right to choose who he loves, who his friends are, and who he belongs with!" Wakka shouted back. The adults of the neighborhood had appeared on their front steps, looking for what was causing all the shouting.

Jecht growled again. Then he yelled, "Get off of my property before I call the cops!"

"So I can report to them that you physically abuse your son?" Wakka demanded.

Jecht froze. An unfamiliar look glazed into the man's eyes: fear. "Blackmailing is illegal," Jecht growled, loathing returning to his face.

"So is child abuse," Wakka growled back, tears streaming down his face. His eyes were narrowed and dangerous, almost as much as Jecht's.

"Answer me this, kid," Jecht started. "Why do you want to see my son? Are you a fag, too?"

Wakka didn't flinch at the term. He didn't say anything for a minute, looking at the ground. It was now or never. Raising his head, he said, "I want to see Tidus. Because-" Wakka paused. "I love him."

Jecht's eyes widened. "You love him? You can't be serious!"

Wakka's eyes narrowed again. "I'm dead serious."

Wakka caught a glimpse of movement behind Jecht. He looked around the man to see a blonde teen standing behind his father. Tidus' eyes were red from crying and there was a look of hope on his face.

The blonde went shooting past his father, who didn't have time to react. Tidus leapt at Wakka, tackling him to the ground. He landed with his face over Wakka's.

"You…" the younger teen began, but the tears took over and he didn't have the chance to finish his sentence.

Wakka reached up with a hand and pushed the tears away from Tidus' face.

"I love you, Wakka," Tidus cried, collapsing into a sobbing heap on Wakka's chest. Wakka wrapped his arms around Tidus and stroked the boy's hair.

"I love you too, Tidus," Wakka said, giving the boy's head a quick kiss.

"That's enough!"

Jecht was on top of them immediately, tearing his son away from Wakka. Wakka jumped to his feet and grabbed Tidus by the wrist.

"You're not turning my boy into some gay freak," Jecht growled, staring hard into Wakka's eyes, which were filled with loathing.

Footsteps were heard behind Wakka. Turning, he saw Selphie, Kairi, Sora, and Riku standing there, each one with a hateful look on their face.

Wakka tugged on Tidus' wrist and Tidus pulled against his father's grip, but Jecht was too strong.

"Let him go," Wakka growled.

Jecht grinned an evil grin. "Not likely. Thanks to you, Tidus will never see the light of day again."

Selphie ran up next to Wakka and grabbed Tidus' other wrist. "You love who you love!" she cried at Jecht. His eyes went wide.

Sora crossed his arms and nodded. "It's been around forever, and it's going to be around forever, Jecht. Get used to it," he said, not giving the man a direct look.

Kairi grabbed Jecht's wrist and started pulling at it. "Love is happiness, remember?"

Riku substituted his hand for Wakka's on Tidus' wrist. "I'm happy the way I am, with Sora."

Wakka's eyes narrowed dangerously. Jecht was surrounded by teenagers who were completely against him. One of his hands was around Tidus' shirt collar, the other was being held by Kairi. Selphie and Riku were holding Tidus' wrists and Sora was standing in the back, surveying the scene.

Wakka's eyes narrowed even more. "I love your son, and there's nothing you can do to stop us from being happy."

With that, Wakka reached back and gave Jecht a punch to the face with enough force to send him crashing to the ground. The man reached up and felt his nose, his hand coming away bloody. Wakka was still staring at him with the same dangerous look in his eyes.

"Get over it, Dad," Tidus said. "You've lost this battle. I love Wakka." The blonde put his arms around Wakka's waste and placed his head on Wakka's chest.

"Then you're not my son," Jecht growled.

"Let me get my stuff out of your way, then," Tidus sneered. He looked at Wakka. "Mind helping me pack my things?"

"Not at all. I'm sure that my folks wouldn't mind putting you in our guest room," Wakka replied, not even looking at Tidus. The two of them stepped over Jecht and walked into Tidus' house, leaving the older man to stare down the other four teens.

"You're a bad man," Selphie said, turning her back to him and crossing her arms.

"I hope you've learned something by all of this," Sora said, mimicking Selphie.

"I know I have," Kairi said, imitating the others.

Riku didn't say anything, but he turned and crossed his arms as well.

Jecht had never felt more defeated. He had been shown up by a bunch of teens. The adults in the neighborhood shook their heads in disgust and turned back into their houses, not wanting to get involved.

"What's goin' on?" a voice called. Riku looked over and saw Chappu, Wakka's little brother, running towards the group.

"Your brother just got himself a boyfriend," Selphie replied with a shrug.

Chappu raised an eyebrow. "I didn't know he was gay," he said.

"Do you have a problem with that?" Sora asked the teen.

Chappu shrugged and shook his head. "Nope. We have a gay uncle. Our family's used to it."

Tidus and Wakka reappeared with two large suitcases each. They stepped back over Jecht, who hadn't moved, and joined the others.

"I'll be back for the rest of it tomorrow," Tidus said over his shoulder. "Let's go, Wakka," he said, turning to his redheaded boyfriend.

Wakka nodded and led the way towards Riku's house and beyond. The others followed them. Riku and Sora even took one of the suitcases from each of the boys, so four boys were carrying one suitcase each. Selphie, Kairi, and Chappu followed along behind.

Jecht stood up and watched them leave. For once, he felt as if he was losing something. Then it hit him – Tidus was leaving. He had lost his son to Wakka. Tidus no longer felt any emotions but hate towards his father. And it was all Jecht's fault.

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Tidus and the others set up his stuff in Wakka's house, and over the next week, they continued to move Tidus' things out of his father's house and into Wakka's. The redheaded family made room for Tidus in the spare bedroom, and the entire family was very accepting of Tidus' and Wakka's lifestyle. They put down some groundrules, seeing as the two of them were in love and teens, but everyone seemed to be ready to lead this part of their lives.

And, of course, everyone lived happily ever after. Kind of.

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That's all for this part of the story, but I'll be continuing it in a sequel story that I haven't come up with a name yet, but the story's all planned out, and it promises to be lots of angsty dramatic fun, so keep on the lookout!