A/N: OH, SHNAPS! ME VERY VERY SHORRY! I didn't know I was procastinating THIS long! (Actually I did but I was being stupid...) This chapter somehow took me longer to write than the other two. Then again, I hated chapter two so all I wrote was blahs. Anyways, I know this is short and it's probably less than 300 words, but c'mon! I'm probably wanted for the biggest procastinator in the world...(Come to think of it, I think our president is. Ha...)

Kick back, relax on your chair and put up your huge, smelly feet on your computer desk for all I care. Bon Apetite!

Disclaimer - I don't own characters, blahblahblah quotes, blahblahblah or anything recognized throughout this fanfic blahblahblah...

CHAPTER III

"During the Great Machina War, a machine was built to stop the bloody, yet disastrous war. This machine was called Vegnagun. Now, I'm sure everyone here knows that Vegnagun..."

Five minutes after Tidus was seated, he was already bored to death. While twirling his mechanical pencil around, he looked around absent-mindedly. Less than five people were actually listening to Maechen's monotone voice; Some people had their books up on their desks so they could hide behind it and sleep, while the rest were staring off space. He saw that one of Yuna's friends with the blonde hair was snoring on top of her book, while her other friend with silver hair and black highlights was one the rare people listening to the Professor. Yuna, on the other hand, wasn't either sleeping, listening or staring off space. Instead, she was writing quickly on piece of paper that was ripped from her notebook. He didn't bother to look because it was probably girls' stuff written on their for her friends. He continued twirling his pencil until Yuna dropped her pencil on the floor. As she reached down to pick it up, she put a hand on Tidus' desk that clutched a folded piece of paper. When she got up again, she left the piece of paper on his desk. Tidus quickly hid the paper under his desk and unfolded it. One simple sentence was written on it:

Show me your class schedule.

At first Tidus was surprised that he got a note from a girl. Then again, a lot of girls at his old school passed him love notes in Zanarkand. (Annoying him by receiving at least ten of them a day.) Without hesitating, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled paper that had his schedule written on it sloppily by the counselor, and passed it in front while Maechen turned his back on them to write on the board.

Yuna wasn't really expecting a reply and was a little surprised when Tidus passed his schedule to her. She smoothed it out before reading it. Surprisingly, they had all but fourth period together. She had fourth period Chamber Choir while he had Al Bhed I. Few seconds later, Yuna received a note from Tidus.

Tidus: Got any classes together?

Yuna: Looks like we have every class but 4th period together.

What do you have fourth period?

Chamber Choir

You like to sing?

Ya, it sorta soothes me from school pressure.

Are you any good?

I don't think so! I get nervous too easily...

I think you sing just as beautiful as you look.

Yuna just stared at what he just wrote. It was the most sweetest thing she'd ever been told. Before she write a reply, the sound of the bell for end of first period filled the classroom. Some of people were startled from their "nap" while others leaped out of their seats ran to door, nearly forgetting their belongings. Before leaving the classroom, Tidus slipped another note on Yuna's desk and packed up his stuff. She look at the note:

I really do.

She looked up to see him giving the same heart-melting smile he gave her this morning, and left; leaving Yuna in a far look in her eyes.

"Have a good day, Master Tidus," said Maechen. "And you better get going to class, Miss Yuna."

"Huh? Oh!"

Yuna scooped up all her supplies before bolting to the door. She gave the professor a quick smile when he said, "I'm sure you're going to have a really good day, Miss Yuna," and gave her a wink.

A/N: I found this chapter somehow very cheesy...or is it just me? So since you already read, REVIEW! FLAME! CRITICIZE! DESTROY YOUR COMPUTER FOR MAKING YOU READ THIS FANFIC! OR WHATEVER! JUST DO SOMETHING!

Dozo Yoroshiku (means something like "please think kindly of me."),

Eternal Memories :)