I got back from tennis camp a day early! So yay for that, right? Anyway, this chapter is kind of short, but I kind of like it. So yay, I guess…XD Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 11: Marry Me

Tidus ran into Yuna's house, pushing through crowds of people. Could Yuna really be in her father's bedroom? Doing what? Worst of all, did he want to know?

"It's Yuna," he thought to himself, "she has a good head, even if she is pushed around by the rest."

Of course, it didn't matter how many times he told himself that. With Bickson, who knew what was possible!

He bounded up the stairs, practically falling over from his speed, and turned around the corner, and saw Yuna's father's closed door.

"What if it's locked?" Tidus realized he was talking to himself, "What if I can't get in? What if…"

Finally, he simply reached out his fist, and knocked on the door. There was no answer. Again, he knocked, louder this time. Still, no answer.

However, as he was about to try the door, he heard a lock being unlocked, and the door flew open, and there stood Yuna.

Her hair was everything, and her clothing was in disarray, and she was quite flushed, and breathing heavily. She seemed shocked to see Tidus there, just as he was to see her in her current condition, but she flung her arms around his neck and leaned into him, crying.

Tidus was shocked by her actions, but he looked into the room to see a very unhappy looking Bickson, who was standing there.

"What happened?" Tidus demanded to the red-head that was standing there.

"Nothing. The bitch wouldn't stand still," Bickson said, "I tried to take the wench's shirt off, and she started saying, "I'm not ready!" and wouldn't let me near her. Damn bitch. I guess I should have gotten her a little more drunk."

"Yuna," Tidus said, pulling her away from him, "Just a second."

He walked casually over to Bickson, leaving Yuna standing there, crying. Tidus didn't say anything, just stared at Bickson, and Bickson glared at him.

Bickson opened his mouth to say something, but Tidus punched him hard in the jaw, knocking him over.

"Get out," Tidus said, and Bickson, who was cradling his for-sure broken jaw, managed to crawl out, passed the crying Yuna.

"Yuna, are you okay?" Tidus asked then, going over to Yuna.

"Yeah," Yuna said, nodding slowly.

"I think you need to move," Tidus said, "As in, far away from Dona."

Yuna looked up at him with tears in her eyes, and said, "I can't."

"Then at least don't do what she says," Tidus said, "Live your own life."

The two stood there in silence, before Yuna finally wiped off some tears, and walked shakily to the bed, where she took a seat.

"I didn't think you would come," she said, "I figured me acting the way I did would make you forget about me. That was the plan, after all…"

"Dona's?"

Yuna nodded.

"I thought, maybe you would come, and if you did, I expected you would come, and save me, like you did, but I guess…" she paused, "I guessed you would show me some sympathy or something. But I guess, I don't deserve it, do I?"

"Not really," Tidus said.

"All I really ever wanted was…"

"What?" Tidus asked, finding himself confused with her strange musings.

"…Was for someone to care."

She didn't cry again, despite the crack in her voice. She just sat there, staring straight ahead. Tidus stared at her, though, his eyes locked on to her face. It was so emotionless. If there hadn't been emotion in her voice, he wouldn't have known her feelings.

"Attention…" Tidus said softly, "Is what you wanted."

Yuna nodded slowly.

"But it got out of hand," she said, "I didn't know how to stop it. Even if I was doing things I knew I shouldn't be doing, it felt good. To get that attention. So when Dona told me she wanted you and me to hook up for a night, I thought…I thought I would get the attention I wanted."

"But you didn't…" Tidus said softly, "Because I wouldn't…"

"No!" Yuna said, her eyes watering up again as she looked at him, "You gave me the…the best attention I've ever received from anyone!"

With that, she started crying again.

"How old were you when your father died?" the question came out of Tidus' mouth very fast, and very casually.

Yuna's eyes opened wide, and she said, "How did you know?"

"Rikku told me," Tidus said, facing her, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Dona told me I shouldn't tell anybody," she said softly, "that doesn't already know."

"That doesn't surprise me," Tidus said, sighing, "Dona tells you what to do all the time."

"I know you think it's dumb and pointless," Yuna said, sounding somewhat desperate, "But I really trust Dona's words."

"What?" Tidus couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Tidus, our—Dona and my—mothers committed suicide."

"So?" Tidus asked, surprised at how much his voice showed he didn't seem to care.

"So…they killed themselves because they weren't happy! They did it together, as friends," Yuna explained, "I was little, so I didn't know. But…Later, Dona found out, and she told me. She found her mother's diary, and I found my mother's. They went on to explain how our fathers had taken advantage of them. They were in love with different people, but were betrothed to our fathers. And, the committed suicide.

"Dona came up with this plan. She decided that in order for us to be as happy as possible, we had to do two things: Prepare for the hardships and horrors that were awaiting us when we got married, hence one-night stands and that sort of thing, and be as wild and crazy as we possibly can now."

"And you went along with it?" Tidus asked.

"We all did at first…until it got out of control. Rikku stopped first. And then I…"

"But you still wanted the attention," Tidus finished for her, "You enjoyed having someone tell you what to do, because you couldn't think for yourself."

"It's not like that!" Yuna cried, "I…Dona was my only family. The only family I had!"

Tidus couldn't control himself anymore. He walked up to her and took her hands in his.

"Make me your family," he said, looking straight into her eyes, "I don't have a family either, but you don't see me running off for attention and doing something that Gippal says, or something like that."

Yuna just stared back at him, her mouth slightly agape.

"Come to Luca with me. Marry me!"

Yuna's eyes opened wide, and she just sat there, still as could be.

Finally, she just shook her head slowly, and said, "I can't do that. I've accepted what is to become of me. It's something I accepted long ago."

"Well, deny it!" Tidus cried, "What do you have to lose? If you're worried about money, don't care. I'm making more than most people right now, just sitting around, and when I start playing, I'll make even more. You'll never have to work, you'll never have to do anything but be happy! Why can't you do that?"

She wrinkled her face, obviously trying not to cry, and she said, "Because I'm scared."

"Scared of what?" Tidus nearly yelled. He was losing it. Never in his right mind would he have even contemplated marriage, even if he did love Yuna more than anything in the world. So what was he thinking, just asking her to marry him like that?

"Leave," Yuna said then, surprising him, "Just leave."

"B-But," Tidus stammered, unable to comprehend what she was saying.

"I said leave!" Yuna yelled at him then, and he saw that she was seething. Never had he seen her this angry.

"Fine," Tidus said, "But this is the last time I'm coming. Okay? Either you come with me now, or it's 'so long'. Got it?"

"Got it," Yuna said with her teeth clamped together, "Now leave."

"Fine," Tidus said again, "I-I'll leave. Good luck with life, Yuna."

She didn't say anything. She simply stood up, walked into the Master bathroom, and shut the door, locking it.

Tidus stood there for a second, unable to think. For a while, he worried that she was hurting herself in there, but he decided not to care, and turned around, leaving.

He heard her sobbing as he walked out the door, but he simply shut the door, causing the sobs to cease in existence.