Another chapter for you. I had a whole bunch of fresh ideas, and I wanted them to get onto Word before I forgot them.

Oh yeah, sorry about some grammatical errors or typos you may have ran into in the last chapter. It was four in the morning, and was literally half asleep while I was typing. See how much I love you? I wouldn't sleep until I finished everything, even if it meant completely throwing off my sleep cycle. Anyway, this chapter is in Tidus' point of view. Jes' reminding anyone who has some sort of memory black out problem. Anyway, here I go.

We made our way down the lobby. The receptionist greeted us as we walked past the desk, along with other tenants that were lounging in the lobby. They were practically our extended family, with what living with them in the same building for over ten years and all.

As we stepped through the automatic sliding doors, I put on my jacket.

"Why do you have a jacket on?" Yuna asked me. "It's spring!"

I shrugged. "Well you never know. We could be out pretty late; we are going shopping."

Yuna rolled her eyes, but deep down, she knows that I'm right.

We were immediately greeted by the blaring traffic noise and commuters yelling for buses and taxis. And this was just noontime. Imagine this street during rush hour, when everyone is headed for work.

We walked together to the subway station, with my arm around Yuna's waist, holding her tightly against me. I noticed the many glances and stares we got from the people that passed us by. By the looks of their faces, I could tell what they were thinking.

"They must be one happy couple."

It may have not been that exact train of thought, but I had a gut feeling that it was along the lines of whatever they made of us. We arrived at the station, and I paid for out tickets while Yuna sat on a bench.

I walked over to her, making my way past the crowd of people waiting for the subway to arrive.

Yuna smiled at me and patted an empty space on the bench, motioning for me to sit down. I sat next to her, and I crossed my legs, waiting patiently for the subway to come.

I felt Yuna head rest on my shoulder and sighing loudly. I in turn rested my head on hers, taking in the sweet scent of her hair.

'Wild strawberries,' I thought.

"How much longer before the train comes?" she asked me, taking my hand in her own, and making small farting sounds with them.

I laughed and checked my wristwatch. "Not much longer," I replied. "About five minutes."

She nodded slowly. "Mmm."

I know what you're thinking. We're the happiest couple in all the land, right? I wish. We're just friends- nothing more. And I couldn't have it any other way.

I love Yuna. But not in a boyfriend-girlfriend kind of love. But more along the lines of a brotherly-sisterly love. She's the sister I never had but always wanted.

Maybe I should start off from the beginning.

My mom died in a car crash when I was three. Of course I knew nothing of it at the time, because my family kept it from me. I knew they were trying to keep me from being hurt, but I would've preferred that they told me immediately. Family members don't keep things like that from their relatives, right? I'd like to think so.

I remember that my dad told me she went on a very long vacation, and that she wouldn't be back for some time. Being the naïve, innocent three year old I was at the time, I believed him. Life went on as usual, other than the absence of my mother of course. But as time went by, my dad started changing.

He started spending less time with me. It wasn't like before mom "went on a holiday." I began seeing less of him. More and more, I could feel him slipping away. It wasn't until I was four that my dad practically disappeared from my life. I remember waking up in a bed that wasn't mine. I looked around and found myself in a very spacious room. A giant door opened, and I saw my dad's friend Auron come in.

"Where's daddy?" I asked him.

He told me that he was with my mom, in a place called "heaven."

"Why did they leave me behind?" I asked again.

He told me that my dad said it was better that I stayed in Tokyo, while he went to his "heaven" place.

Auron continued on, saying that while my parents were gone, he was to take care of me.

So I lived with him for another year, with one question going through my mind: "when were my mom and dad coming home?"

When I was five, one day I was watching anime in my room, when I heard the front door open and close. I then heard Auron's voice calling me.

"Tidus-kun!" he yelled.

I ran out of my room, down the hall, and stopped at the top of the stairs. I saw him holding the hand of a little brunette girl that looked no older or younger than I was. I walked down the stairs and faced the girl and Auron.

I noticed that her eyes were two different colors. One would think, especially at my age, that a kid would make some insulting comment about them, but not me. I was taught way better than to do something so mean. Actually, I thought it was pretty cool. One was clear blue, and other was a vibrant green.

He introduced us to each other. He said her name was "Yuna."

'Yuna,' I thought to myself. 'That's a pretty name.'

"Good morning, Yuna-chan," I greeted my politest voice.

So that's how we met. I would go on, but I have a feeling you already know what happens. Anyway, Auron told me that we were going to be living together. I showed her to her new bedroom. That was also the day that changed my life, and also my outlook on the world.

Auron told Yuna that her parents died. She started crying immediately, and I tried to comfort her the second the first tear fell. There's something about a girl crying that always makes me sad and feel sorry for her.

A little bit after, Yuna fell silent. I noticed she cried herself to sleep, because she fell limp and the tears subsided.

Auron turned to me and told me that my parents were gone as well, and that they weren't coming back. He said my mom died in a car accident in Nishi-Shinjuku because of a drunken diver, and that my dad shot himself.

I remember feeling very dizzy at that time. Like someone punched me in the stomach. A million thoughts raced into my mind.

'Why didn't my dad tell me that mom died?'

'Why was he trying to hide it form me?'

'Why did dad kill himself?'

But one question made me feel more depressed than anything.

'Why do I feel so alone?'

I started crying, too. But I didn't make a sound, and tried to cover my face from Yuna. I couldn't cry in front of a girl, especially a pretty one like her, and one I barely knew. Most of all, boys didn't cry, and I was no exception.

But the sadness was overwhelming. I kept it bottled up at first. I went up to my room and closed the door. I lay on my bed, looking through the giant windows that gave me a view of Tokyo Bay and the surrounding wards. I finally gave into sorrow and felt hot tears fall down my face and onto the pillows and blankets. I stayed like that, and fell asleep as well, and didn't wake up until the next day.

I decided that day, to keep from being hurt again, that I would guard myself from anything that threatened my happiness.

After that day, Yuna began talking to me again. She said little things, like "Hello, Tidus-kun? How are you?" I was still determined to not to let anyone into my sanctum that protected me, but I didn't want to come off as an arrogant snob, so I replied, "I'm fine, Yuna-chan. Thank you for asking," and then I'd walk away.

I didn't feel good about practically avoiding Yuna, but what else could I do? I still didn't know her well, and as far as I was concerned, she could be trying to make nice with me until we were friends, and then break my heart, and betray our trust.

But I'm not one to think so ill of I didn't know, so I decided that she seemed nice and sincere enough to trust, so I slowly opened up to her. Slowly but surely, with emphasis on "slowly."

We would spend time together during the day, talking about small things. It went on like that for a couple of years, until we were eight I think. I finally decided that I could put full trust in her.

She was so happy that I decided to welcome her into my mind. But I could tell that behind her smile was a mind thinking something like "it took you long enough."

We became good friends, then eventually best friends.

I finally found someone who I could trust. I knew she would never betray my trust- she's way too innocent to do something so dreadful.

When we were about, oh, twelve or eleven, I decided that it was time I showed Yuna my secret garden. A place that I've been visiting since I was nine.

Don't tell anyone, but my secret garden is this little hideaway in Yoyogi Park. It's surrounded by cherry blossoms, pagodas, statuaries of geisha and samurai, and the centerpiece of it all was a glistening pond filled with water lilies, cherry blossom petals, and carp.

You know why it's my secret garden? Because I come here to think. I reflect on my life so far here. Auron and Yuna always ask me where I've been when I come back from this place, but I always come up with a creative lie.

Anyway, on her twelfth birthday, I took her on a subway ride to Shibuya, down to Yoyogi Park, and covered her eyes.

"What are you doing, Tidus-kun?" she asked in curiosity.

"You'll see, Yunie-chan," I replied, using my new nickname I thought for her.

I guided her through the park until we reached the place. I uncovered her eyes and I heard her inhale sharply.

"Happy birthday," I told her smiling.

She grinned at me and hugged me. She then kissed me on the cheek.

That marked the first time I was ever kissed by a girl.

The more time we spent together, the more inseparable we got. In school, she was the only person I talked to, minus teachers and authority figures of course. We spent lunch together everyday. I loved Yuna's company back then, not that I don't anymore. Hey, would I be on this shopping trip with her if I didn't?

Anyway, I suppose you want me to go into detail about how great Yuna is? Fine, I will.

Where should I start? I'll start off with her intelligence.

Yuna really is smart; she's in the top five of our class, and she gets perfect A's, so I guess that's saying something. I suppose I'm smart too, but only because we study together. I may be at the top of the class, but in my mind, Yuna will always be the smarter of us two.

Not only is Yuna smart, but she's smokin' hot to boot. She filled out quite nicely over the past years. Her hair grew down to her mid back, her curves became for voluptuous and sexually inviting, and she's getting hotter with every passing minute. Unlike the girls at our school, she doesn't stuff her bra to get attention, and with those kinds of breasts, she doesn't need to. Her breasts aren't huge, but she's not flat-chested. They're just the right size. Not that I'm looking or anything. –Cough- Anyway, er… her teeth are super shiny. I love her smile. It's so contagious- she makes me wanna smile right now. Anyway, her legs are very toned and they go on for miles, even though she's not exactly the tallest girl in the world. Her legs… what I wouldn't give to run my hands up them and… I mean… oh shit. I should move on to something else. How about… her nails? Yeah, that's it. Her finger and toe nails are very well manicured and pedicured. But she doesn't go to some boutique to get them done; she does them herself, believe it or not. She's really talented that way. Now that I think of it, my nails are pretty long, so maybe I can ask her to clean them for me later.

Yuna is very obedient, and she does whatever she's told. But she's not that submissive guys, so don't get any ideas. Anyway, at first, her clothing was rather demure. One would say she's a wet blanket, because she refuses to do anything that will get her even in the slightest bit of trouble. But I got her to loosen up, and she's almost as wild as I can be, and I'm a guy that likes to have fun. She also began wearing revealing outfits and stiletto heels, while still retaining her dignity and self respect. Take right now for example: Her chestnut hair is straight down; she's wearing a black form-fitting camisole showing off her curves, a white Chanel miniskirt with baby blue polka dots, and high-heeled platform sandalettes. She's showing a lot of skin right now, but, while doing that, she keeps her innocent girl charm. When I think about it, she does look very sexy right now…

Ahem. Anyway, Yuna's pretty independent and won't change for anyone. Once, she had a part-time job at a nail salon, but she quit. She told me that "Yuna" wasn't good enough a name to work at their salon, and they attempted to change her name to something more festive. She said they decided to call her "Ichigo," and in my opinion, "Yuna" sounds way more festive than a name that means "strawberry" in Japanese. Yuna fought back, saying that she wouldn't change her name just because "Yuna" isn't good enough for them. Good for her. That's what I like about her: she always knows what she wants.

Simply put, Yuna is the perfect girl. She's everything I want in a girl and more. I really feel lucky to have her as a friend. I wouldn't trade anything for our friendship. She's the only person in the world I can trust.

"Tidus," Yuna spoke.

I shook my head and looked at her.

"Yes, Yuna-chan?"

She got up and dusted her skirt off. "Subway's here," she told me, pointing her thumb at the subway that just arrived.

I nodded and got up as well. I flattened out my khaki cargo shorts and adjusted my Converse shoes and my low-rise ankle socks. We boarded the already crammed subway car and the doors closed.

The subway always makes me feel claustrophobic. People are literally jammed together and packed in like sardines. Yuna and I were also in a very awkward standing position.

Our fronts pressed against each other. Very, very tightly.

The subway began moving and it put me in a very embarrassing spot: our hips were grinding against each other.

I grabbed onto a ceiling rail to keep myself in balance as the train moved and wrapped my other arm around Yuna's waist so that she wouldn't fall. I felt her snake both arms around my own waist, her arms barely wrapping around me completely due to my bulky and muscular frame.

"Ow," Yuna squeaked.

"What?" I asked concerned as I looked down at her.

"You're poking me…" Yuna replied sheepishly.

I raised an eyebrow.

"What are you…" I started, confused, but it slowly registered in my mind what she meant by "poking."

"Ahhh… Sorry, Yuna-chan."

She shook her head. "It's okay. Just… make it go down…"

I shook my head in reply. "I… can't. It's too crowded…"

We stayed like that the entire ride, shifting against each other's bodies as the train moved. Suddenly we came to a stop. I looked out the closest window, but saw no depot around.

"What's going on, Tidus-kun?" Yuna asked, adjusting her top and moving her breasts around.

I stared at her chest as she did that. I could feel a nosebleed coming on…

"Did you hear me?" she asked me again.

I snapped out of my daze. "Huh?" I asked stupidly.

She sighed. "What's going on?" she repeated.

"Oh… I don't know, Yunie-chan." I replied.

Just then a voice on the PA system came on.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but the subway is temporarily broken down. We will get it repaired immediately."

I sighed and looked down at Yuna, who was resting her head on my chest.

She whispered to me that I was starting to poke her again…

This was going to be a long day.

SHIBUYA STATION

After getting stuck in a subway with Yuna, and about three hundred other commuters, the maintenance team finally got the subway systems working. We got to Shibuya Station, and joined the thousands of people waiting for the intersection lights to turn green for the pedestrians.

I felt Yuna take my hand in hers again, and tangled my fingers with her own.

"I love this intersection," Yuna told me.

I looked down at her and smiled. "Hey, you wanna stop by Starbucks before we go to Omotesando?"

She nodded. "Sure."

As if on cue, the street lights switched from red to green, and the thousands of people flooded the intersection. We joined in and walked across the street.

We dodged countless of people, trying to make our way across.

"Excuse me. Pardon me. Excuse me."

Just as the cars began moving, we made it to the other side.

OMOTESANDO HILLS

After getting our Caramel Macchiatos, we caught a bus to make us to Omotesando Hills, the new shopping mall. Neither of us has ever been, but Yuna's friends tell us that it's definitely worth going to.

We walked inside and it was full of stores and people. Yuna squealed in delight and took me by the hand. She let her feminine instincts take over and literally dragged me to every damn store in the mall.

…..

So it's a few minutes past six, and we're sitting on a bench, still in the mall. As you'd expect, Yuna made me pay for everything, made me carry all the bags, and made me put up with three hours of "do you like this better?" "Does this make me look fat?" "Go check if they have this in size small!" "Do I look better in crimson, or red?" Does it matter? I personally can't tell the damn difference- they're the exact same color! But tell that to a girl- they won't listen.

But despite that, she was really happy, and whatever makes her happy makes me happy. Before we finally sat down for a break, we stopped by this pastry shop called "Omotesandosaryo." They made really good pies I have to say.

Yuna wiped her sticky fingers on a napkin and laughed as I attempted to smash the pastry in her face. She narrowly dodged it by moving her head to the side, and she grabbed my hand and smashed it all over my face.

"Ahhh!"

I laughed and grabbed a napkin to wipe my face off.

"You're very tricky dickey, you know that?" I told her, wagging a finger at her.

She smirked and leaned into me, licked a bit of frosting off my neck.

I trembled slightly, feeling her tongue run down the nape of my neck in an almost seductive manner.

"Yes, I do," she replied smartly, pulling back from me.

I could feel stares glued on us as we played, but neither of us cared.

She reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of water. She took the cap off and took long drink.

I wiped off the last few bits of sugar off my brow and crumpled up the wrapper.

She offered me her water bottle and I took it, thanking her.

I took a drink and wiped my mouth.

Yuna got up from her seat.

"I'm gonna use the restroom," she told me.

I nodded, capping the water bottle. "Yeah."

She began to walk away, but stopped to look back at me.

"Make sure no one takes my bags!"

I sighed exasperatedly. "Yes, mom," I replied sarcastically. She giggled in reply.

"Okay! I'm just saying is all." She yelled defensively as she began to walk away.

"Man, go pee," I told her.

She seemed to have heard me, because she held her hand up as if to say "talk to the hand."

I gathered the shopping bags around me to make sure they didn't get stolen.

As I waited, a guy that looked around my age sat next to me.

He turned to me and waved. "Hey."

I slowly turned to him and smiled lopsidedly. "Hey."

After a little silence, he made the kind of whistling sound that you hear in anime when a bomb is about to drop or something. He drummed his fingers on his lap. Then he spoke up again.

"Was that your girlfriend?"

I shook my head. "Naw. She's just a friend."

He shrugged. "I dunno. She seems to really like you."

I looked toward the marble floor, my eyes shifting around.

"I don't know. Who really knows what a girl's really thinking?" I asked rhetorically.

He laughed at my statement. "You got a point, man. But if I were you, I'd look into that. She's a real keeper. If you don't make your move now, she might start looking for someone else."

I nodded slowly, taking another drink of water nervously. I let what he said sink in for a minute.

"Do you like her?" he asked again.

'Damn, what is this? Twenty Questions?'

I decided to play along. "I don't know. I like her as a best friend."

"You sure not more than just a friend?" he asked me again.

I fell silent.

He chuckled. "You go and think about that."

Just then, a girl with dark brown hair and blonde highlights walked up to us. The guy smiled at her and stood up to peck her on the lips. They seemed to be a couple. I had to admit, they did look good together.

I felt him pat me on the back softly.

"Nice talkin' to you, man. Remember what I said," he told me before taking off with the girl.

I smiled at him and waved back.

I rested my elbow on my leg and rubbed my chin, pondering what he told me.

'If you don't make your move now, she might start looking for someone else.'

"Who was that guy?" a feminine voice asked.

I looked up to see Yuna smiling down at me.

"Oh… Just a guy."

Yuna bent down so that she made eye contact with me.

"You know him?"

I shook my head and ran a hand through my hair. "Naw."

She chuckled and bent down, resting her hands on my leg.

"For someone you don't know, you sure looked like you guys were in deep conversation."

My eyes shifted from the floor to her eyes. Back and forth. I shook my head, smiling.

"Whatever, Yunie-chan."

She smiled and giggled quietly. I reached over to her to tuck a few brown tresses of hair behind her ear. I rested my hand on her cheek, running my thumb over her soft, satin skin.

She put her hand on my own. God, her hands felt good. They put mine to shame. My fingers were rough and calloused, while hers were perfect and flawless.

I leaned into her, and she moved closer to me. Our faces were soon centimeters away. Our lips were just about to touch…

But then Yuna look down, as if she were ashamed or something. She licked her lips, and kissed me.

Not on the lips, though, but on the cheek.

She cleared her throat nervously and adjusted her skirt, dusting off pastry crumbs that were still stuck on her.

She got up slowly and extended her hand to me. I took it and she helped me up.

"I think… it's time we went home…" Yuna stated quietly.

I nodded in compliance. "Yeah. It's getting kind of late. I don't think Auron-sama would appreciate us coming home after dark."

"Again." Yuna added jokingly.

We both chuckled simultaneously, breaking the tension.

We picked up her bags- notice that I didn't say "our," but "her"- and headed towards the exit.

We waited outside of the mall to wait for a bus to take us back to Shibuya Station. I glanced over to Yuna, who was shivering quite noticeably due to her half-naked self.

"I told you it was gonna get cold," I told Yuna in a "sing-song" tone.

Yuna rolled her eyes and pushed me lightly, giggling softly. "Be quiet."

I put down the bags that I was holding and took off my jacket. I wrapped my jacket around Yuna's torso. She thanked me quietly and stuck her arms into the sleeves and pulled up the zipper.

"Any better?" I asked.

She nodded and smiled. "Yeah. Thank you Tidus-kun."

I shook my head. "No problem."

I crept up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, hoping to warm her up some, if any. I rested my chin on her shoulder and looked at her. She looked back at me, our faces very close together, and kissed my chin. I smiled warmly at her, and stared toward the street, looking for the bus.

THE APARTMENT

Luckily, we made it home before Auron. We found it weird, because Auron is usually home before seven, and we got home at eight-thirty, meaning he was working overtime, or traffic was really bad tonight.

We walked up to her room and I opened the door for her, letting her in before me. She told me to settle the bags at her bedside and I lay on her bed, exhausted. I reached for her TV remote and turned the TV on and began channel surfing.

Yuna came out of the washroom, brushing her hair. She set the hairbrush on the counter and jumped on the bed to join me, shaking the mattress somewhat. She took the remote out of my hand and turned the television off. She then set the remote next to me. She climb on top of me and sat on my stomach. I smiled up at her and brushed a her strands of hair out of her eyes. She stretched her arms out tiredly and yawned very loudly. As she stretched, I noticed her skirt ride up considerably. I caught a glimpse of her white panties, and I swallowed hard.

'Here comes that nosebleed again.'

Her arms collapsed to her sides, causing her breasts to shake, and she leaned forward, unintentionally showing more cleavage than I needed to see, and it clearly wasn't helping my oncoming nosebleed. I held my index finger under my nostrils to keep blood from coming out.

I sat up and picked her up in my arms. I threw her on the bed and she laughed hard. I looked down at her. The position she was in- her looking up at me, chocolate locks sprawled over the pillows, her shirt riding up, exposing her toned belly, and her inviting bosom- it wasn't exactly helping me right now.

"Thank you for shopping with me," Yuna whispered to me. "Even though you didn't get to buy anything."

I shook my head. "No trouble at all, Yunie-chan. I had a great time anyway."

Yuna sat up and kissed me on the neck and wrapped her arms around me. I enveloped her in my embrace and held her close to me.

We stayed like that for a minute, and then she let go. I quickly got off her bed and power walked toward the door to get to my room.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

I covered my nose as I felt blood start coming out of my nostrils.

"I uh… I'm gonna call it a night."

I couldn't begin to tell you how stupid I sounded, what with my voice sounding as if I was congested or something.

"But it's eight forty-five," Yuna replied.

"Well, I'm pretty tired," I said.

I could hear her yawn one more time.

"Yeah, I am too. Good night, Tidus-kun." She called to me as I opened the door.

I stepped out into the hallway. "Good night, Yuna-chan. I love you."

There was a pause from her. She didn't say anything for a moment. I could have sworn I heard her sniffle, like she was crying, but I shrugged it off and thought her nose was runny. Then she finally spoke.

"I love you too, Tidus…"

I waved goodnight and closed the door.

I quickly ran into my room next to Yuna's and slammed the door behind me. I sprinted to the sink as I felt blood run down my arm.

I turned the water on and washed my hands and arms off, getting the blood off. I took a couple of tissues from the Kleenex box next to me and stuck them up my nose to suppress the bleeding. I sighed loudly and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. After a couple of minutes, I felt the bleeding stop. I pulled out the tissues from my nostrils and threw them away in a nearby trash can.

I felt pretty dirty right about now, so I headed into the bathroom for a nice, hot bath. I stripped myself of my clothing and turned the hot water in the large, square bathtub. As I waited for the tub to fill up, I sat on the toilet, naked, and reached into the magazine rack for a pop culture magazine.

When the water filled the tub, I put the magazine away and turned the water off. I slowly stepped into the tub.

I let my muscles loosen up and reclined in my position. I cupped some water in my hand and spilled it on my head, wetting my shaggy hair. I pulled the blinds of a window next to me up and revealed the skyline of Tokyo all lit up. I sighed at the sight, smiling and recalling the day's events.

Just then, that guy's words came back to mind.

'If I were you, I'd look into that. She's a real keeper. If you don't make your move now, she might start looking for someone else.'

He did kind of have a point. We have this best friend relationship, but we act as if we're a full-fledged couple.

I think she's attractive and all. I think she's really smart. She has a great personality. She's the only person that took the time to get to know me.

I thought about that.

Why did she take the time to get to know me?

She could have just left me alone, but she didn't. Why did she put so much effort into trying to break through to me? She spent three years of her life attempting to make friends with me. No one ever spent that much time and effort with me before.

This is really hurting my head. I'll think about it later.

The second part of what that guy said got to me too.

'If you don't make your move now, she might start looking for someone else.'

I can't really picture Yuna with another guy. Probably because we spend so much time together.

But if she were to fall in love with someone else… What would become of us?

We would start seeing less of each other. She wouldn't smile to me the same. We couldn't carry on a normal conversation like we used to. Nothing would be the same. What would I do without Yuna? Yuna would be spending more time with him than with me. And what happens to me then? I'd have to rebuild everything again. Make new friends. Doing that while getting rid of my feelings for her would be tough for sure.

No.

Absolutely not.

Yuna would never throw away nine years worth of friendship and memories, especially just because of a boy. It simply isn't Yuna.

But there's always that possibility that she could.

Dammit.

Why am I thinking so deeply about it, anyway? Why do I even care? It's Yuna's life, not mine.

I could feel my fists ball up subconsciously.

Why am I so mad?

Because I love her.

I love Yuna! Plain and simple! I can't believe I missed it! That stupid, nagging little voice in my head had to practically spell it out for me. How blockheaded could I possibly be?

But then another question popped up.

Does she love me back?

There is a chance she could!

I practically started dancing in the tub.

But then there's another chance she doesn't.

I slumped back and threw my head back in confusion.

She did almost kiss me at the mall today…

But she did pull away at the end, like she didn't want to.

Damn, this is confusing? Why am I thinking about it anyway! Didn't I take this bath so I could relax and not think?

Damn that guy and his oh so true words. I looked up at the clock on the wall. It was ten-o-clock.

Already? It felt as if it's been way shorter than that. Time flies when you wonder about a would-be boyfriend-girlfriend relationship between you and a best friend of nine years.

I pull the plug on the drain I stretched my muscles out.

"Ahhh… I really needed that," I spoke out loud.

I got up to wipe the water off my arms and legs. I reach for a towel on the towel rack on the wall when…

The door flies open, and the person that opened it is none other than Yuna.

She was holding one of the shopping bags and digging for something in it, while her head was inside it.

"Tidus-kun, I heard your cell phone go off. It fell in the bag." She pulled out my cell phone and held it out to me. "You missed a…"

She stared at me in shock, and I in turn stared at her in horror.

We stood frozen for a few minutes. It's pretty hard to do anything when your best friend- a girl no less- walks in on you completely naked.

"Tidus… You're huge…" she uttered.

I raised an eyebrow and shook my head, not believing what I just heard. "Excuse me?"

"I mean naked! You're… I…" and then she ran out and slammed the door shut.

I couldn't help but laugh at the poor girl. I took the towel I was holding and wrapped it around my waist. Then another question hit me.

"Am I that big?"

I shrugged it off and picked up my cell phone. I looked at the caller ID, and it read "Missed one call: Satan." I laughed to myself.

"Auron-sama."

The whole "Satan" thing is just a joke. I hope you know that.

I opened the door. I looked around for Yuna, and found her on my bed, sitting on the side with her hands between her legs and her face looking down. I set my phone on the counter and wiped my hands on the towel.

"Yunie-chan…" I called.

She looked up, her face still flushed. She ran to me and clung onto my neck.

"Tidus-kun, I'm so sorry! I don't know what I was thinking!"

I laughed and told her to settle down. "It's okay, it's okay. Sooner or later, it was bound to happen. With what and us living together and all…"

She smiled and rested her head on my chest and wrapped her arms around my waist.

I snaked my arms around her own waist and rested my head on hers.

She let go of me and wiped the water off of her.

"Eww…"

I laughed and leaned on the counter with an arm and rested my other hand on my hip.

"What? It's just water."

Yuna wiped her hands on a paper towel.

"Maybe. But you can't be too careful about what any liquid is on someone when they come out of the shower, especially with men." Yuna reasoned, emphasizing last word.

I rolled my eyes. "I don't do that, Yuna. And even if I did, everyone knows that you don't do it when you take a bath, because it just makes that much more of a mess."

She folded her arms. "Whatever." She kissed me on the cheek, and another on my right pec.

"Goodnight, Tidus-kun."

I kissed her back on the cheek. "Goodnight. And thanks for returning my phone."

Yuna headed for the door and opened it. "No problem. Goodnight." She left, and closed the door behind her.

I sighed and headed for my closet. I pulled off my towel and lazily tossed it on the carpet. I didn't bother with underwear, so I just reached for a pair of dark blue pajama bottoms and slipped them on. I walked towards my bed and yawned loudly. I jumped on the bed and landed on it belly first. I rolled over on my back and rested my head on the pillows. I reached behind me for the light switch to turn the lights off. I scratched my chest tiredly and turned my head to the right. I looked through the windows, taking in the view of Tokyo at night. It wasn't long after that I succumbed into exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.

But before I fell asleep, there was one last thing on my mind: for all I knew, Yuna probably considers me as a best friend and the big brother she never had, and nothing more than that. And if that's truly the case, one false move could break my happiness, and ultimately our friendship. So as long as I'm alive, I'll just have to keep my love for Yuna Kuriyama under glass.

This is probably the longest chapter I have ever written for any of my stories. It took up twenty-seven pages on word. Hmm. I don't think I'll have to define anything Japanese in this chapter, but if you are wondering something, then ask me about it in your review. Review, please.