Hello FFX fans out there! Just pulled my hands out of sticky clay just to come down here and give you another chapter. I know you've been waiting so long for it.

Tidus: So what are you making?

Veronia: Oh, just a bust.

T: Of who?

V: YOU of course!

T: -cringes slightly- Don't you think you're becoming obsessed?

V: I'm not obsessed. I'm just PASSIONATE!

T: Whatever

V: Oh, you make me so mad. I spend all my time writing this chapter to make you happy and this is how you treat me!

T: -looks down to floor- You're right. I'm sorry.

V: As I thought. Alright, I accept your apology.

T: Okay

V: Let's just forget this whole argument ever happened.

T: Okay I'll try.

V: What do you mean you're only going to TRY. -hits him over the head- I want you forget what happened RIGHT NOW!

T: -rubs bump on head- Forget about what?

V: Now that's more like it.

T: -Acts all confused-

V: Well, onto the next chapter. I know that the majority of my readers have been anticipating this chapter (even if they may not admit it) And for the legal writings. I do not own any characters in Final Fantasy X or any other Final Fantasy games created not or in the future five three years. After that, who knows. (I set high goals) On with chapter 4!

Chapter 4: Dream Girl

Tidus's head was still pounding when he gained consciousness. He tried to open his eyes only to have to close them again because of bright lights. A damp cloth was placed on his forehead, and he tentatively reached a hand up to try and find out who it was. He winced as a sharp pain ran through his shoulder.
"Don't strain yourself." A feminine voice said as a hand brought his arm back down.
That voice. There was no mistaking who it belonged to.
"Yuna?" He whispered in an almost inaudible voice.
"How...how did you know my name?" She stammered.
Tidus kept trying to open his eyes against the glaring lights. He brought his hands up to try and block the light, but the pain in his shoulders prevented him.
Yuna saw his trouble and moved over to a light switch on a nearby wall. She turned a knob and the lights in the room dimmed. When she turned back around she saw that Tidus was trying to push himself up into a sitting position.
"Hey, I told you not to strain yourself." She said as she moved back towards him.
"Yuna, is it really you?" He was already sitting up when she got to him.
"Yes it's me." She said while moving around him to look at his face. "How do you know my name?"
Tidus jumped onto his feet as soon as he saw her. All of his pain just seemed to disappear. It was her. It was really her. Her hair, her blue and green eyes, her face, even the strand of beads in her hair; it was all the same. The only thing that was different about her was the clothes she was wearing. She had a white tee shirt on, and a pair of jeans with flowers stitched up the left leg.
Tidus didn't seem to realize it, but he was slowly walking towards her. Every time he took a step forward she took a step back.
"How do you know my name?" She asked again.
Tidus stopped where he stood. She didn't have a clue about what he was talking about or why he was acting the way he was. Desperation started to creep into him, but he was quickly able to keep it hidden. He sighed loudly and went back to sit on the bench that he had previously been lying on.
"Don't you know me?" He asked in a whisper, struggling to keep the desperation out of his voice.
"Of course I know you." She replied. "Everyone in Zanarkand knows yo- "
"No, no, no." He interrupted. "Don't you actually know me? What I think. What I feel." He could no longer keep the desperation out of his voice.
Yuna stood there for a moment, not knowing what to think.
"I...I think you have a concussion." She stammered. "I'm going to get a doctor." She turned and started for the door.
"Spira." Tidus said. Yuna stopped in her tracks. "Remember Spira?" Yuna spun around and moved back up to him. "How did you know about that?"
A grin spread over Tidus's face. "You do remember, don't you?"
"But, but that was all a dream." She said.
The smile disappeared from his face. She was right. It had all been a dream.
"Yuna." A deep voice said from behind her. She turned around to see a tall, dark haired man, wearing a long white coat standing in the doorway. "Another player has been injured. You're needed in room three."
"But-"
"You must come." He interrupted, and then left the room.
Yuna nodded, even though he had already left. She looked over her shoulder back towards Tidus. "I...I'll see you later." She said it as if she was not quite sure, and then left through the door.
"Oh, wait!" Tidus called as he jumped back up to his feet.
He grabbed a pen and notepad that had been on a small table by the door, and ran out the door into the hallway. She was already standing in front of room three.
"Hey, wait!" He sped down the hall to catch up to her. "Just give me a second."
He stopped right next to her, and started scribbling away like mad on the notepad. When he finished writing he handed the pen and pad to her. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and sped back down the hall.
Yuna looked down at the notepad and smiled. Written on the pad, in almost illegible handwriting, was a phone number and address. She tore the paper from the notepad and slipped it into her pocket. She would have to see him again later, but not now. Right now she had to do her job. She opened the door and walked into room three.

V: So what do you think?

T: I think it was good.

V: Good. Only good! It was better then good. It was great! It was supreme! it was Greatly- supreme!

T: Sure, what ever you say.

V: So, now that you all know my opinion I want to know what you readers think. The next chapter will come out in a week or two (depends on how much internet access I get and how much free time I have) Till then, Good-bye!

T: So long.

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