Disclaimer: I wrote this story on another site with the pen name Cecilia but with different characters. I changed the characters of the real story to the ones of the Final Fantasy so that fans of Final Fantasy can read and enjoy it as much as those on the other site.
"Why do you always wear pants?" B asked.
"What? Why?"
"Because I like you better in a dress," B said, joking, though not showing it.
"You do?"
"Mmm…hmm. Also, I think you'd look better with shorter hair."
"Oh…Well, I like you better with longer hair," Daisy lied.
"Really?"
"Yeah. And why don't you wear pants for once? You always wear shorts. You, you, 'Always Wear Shorts Person' you."
"No! I don't always wear shorts!" Then B looked down to his shorts. "Well, maybe I wear shorts just a little but not---"
"And…"
"And what?"
"No. I just wanted to cut you off."
"Har, har."
They both turned away from each other, crossing their arms. It was silent.
"Hmph," Daisy said on purpose.
"Hmph," B said a little louder.
"Hmph!" Daisy said louder.
"Hmph!"
"Okay. Stop." Daisy said.
"Hey. You started it."
Daisy ignored him. "Hey, B. I've been thinking."
"What?" B asked. "Thinkin' about how to get rid of the 'Always Wear Shorts Person'?"
"No. About what you did on the first day we met."
"What? You mean when I threatened those guys? Hey, don't start calling me 'Meanie Boy' or 'Threaten Guy,' too."
"No," Daisy said. "I mean when you jumped into the air from far away and caught my flowers. You didn't even get hurt."
"Oh, I get it," B said. Daisy was nodding. "You want to call me 'Flower Man'."
Daisy stopped her nodding.
"Stop it, B! I'm serious! How did you jump into the air like that?"
"Oh, it was nothing. I learn martial arts from my dad."
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah, but he doesn't have like a class or anything. He teaches me and only me. Nobody else."
"Why?"
" 'Cause he's busy with his other job as a blitzball player."
"Then why does he have time to teach you?"
"Well, he tries to squeeze in as much training as possible when he has time."
"Well, why does he try to squeeze in time just for you?"
"Because when I was younger, a girl used to bully me…Heeeyy…Why should I tell you? And why are asking me all these things?"
"It's because…I want to learn martial arts, too."
"You…want to learn?" B tried hard not to laugh.
"Go ahead. Laugh all you want," Daisy said.
"No. I'll stop." B took a deep breath. "I'm not going to laugh. Just why do you want to learn martial arts?" B asked.
"Do you promise you won't laugh?"
"I promise."
"I want to learn so you won't have to always come and res…"
"Ah ha ha ha ha!" B laughed.
"…cue me. Stop it, B! You promise you won't laugh!"
"Oh, oh, okay. I'll stop." B took another deep breath. "Okay. Why do you want to learn, Dais…"
Daisy was already leaving.
"Hey, Daisy! Wait up! Come back here! Do you want those guys to come and pick on you again?" B ran to Daisy. "Hey, Daisy."
Daisy turned to him with tears in her eyes.
"Don't you know that I'm serious, B!" Daisy cried.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Daisy," B said, realizing what he had done.
"The only thing that I want is for you to not worry about me all the time!" she explained. "You know, I feel so useless just sitting back while you chase those guys away."
"Daisy, you're not useless."
"Yes, I am!" Daisy's face was filled with tears. "I can't do anything! All I can do is just make you worry about me and use you as a bodyguard!"
"You don't want me as a bodyguard?" he asked.
"Of course I want you as my bodyguard, but I want to be your bodyguard, too! I want to be able to help YOU! To help YOU when YOU are in trouble."
"But, Daisy, I don't need help."
"But what if you do need help someday!" Daisy cried. "Then I won't be able to help you!" Tears were streaming down her face." I don't want you to get hurt because of useless me."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa there, Daisy. I haven't even been in a fight. Why do you think I will?
"B, haven't you seen that Marc has been trying to pick a fight with you ever since you moved in?"
"Yeah, but he always ends up running away without even swinging an arm at me, which is kind of stupid…"
"B, on the first day, you asked him are you sure he wants to fight with you. It sounded like you would fight Marc if Alex hadn't told Marc to go. What if Marc keeps on picking fights with you? Who knows? He and his friends might gang up on you from behind and attack you. Oh, this is my fault."
B placed his hands on Daisy's shoulders and looked straight in her eyes. "Daisy, I'll be fine, and it's not your fault. I was the one who put me in this problem. Not you."
"I wish I could believe that, B."
"Don't worry. It'll turn out just fine."
Daisy looked into his eyes and hugged him. "Thank you, B."
"You're welcome," B said, hugging her back.
"You kids are growing up so fast," the jogging adult said next to them. "You kids already learned how to hug."
"Get away!" they screamed at the adult.
Okay. I made this chapter longer. Please tell me anything you like in the review and I'm looking forward to reading them! Even if they are bad. I'd like improve on anything that I'm lacking.