Finally! It's finished! 'The Thin Line' is final. Now, I wanted to leave the story off on a happy note, so I made this funny. The first part can be a little...iffy, but I can promise you'll like it. Okay? Cool.

With a sigh, Yuna took the toothbrush from her mouth, and spit into the sink. No matter how much she brushed, she could never get the taste of vomit from her mouth. It was getting quite annoying, actually, getting up very early every morning just to empty her stomach from. And to tell the truth, she had liked her dinner that previous night. It was a pity seeing it go to waste.

Well, she hoped the baby appreciated it.

So, sucking it up, she rinsed her mouth out, and bent over to spit. But just as she did, she had to stand up. There was a very loud crack outside; it sounded like a gunshot even.

Wiping off her hands, she went into the bedroom of the suite given to many of the bride and groom's closest friends. After all, the wedding the previous night had rung on for a while, and people had to stay over night. Tidus was fast asleep in bed, head buried under his pillow since the light from the window was shinning in.

As she came in, another crack was heard, and her husband sat up straight, looking around, his pillow falling to the bed. "What?" he asked, blinking the sleep from hi eyes. "What's going on?"

With a wrinkled brow, she raised a finger, padding over to the door. She swung it open quickly and looked outside, up and down the hallway. A few others who had rooms next to theirs had the same idea. All of Wakka, Lulu and a crying Vidina appeared across from them, Nooj and Leblanc next to them, and Nhadala and Buddy across from them.

All of them were in nightwear, looking sleepy, concerned, and maybe a little bit annoyed. Of course, it was six in the morning, and some of them hadn't gone to bed until a few hours ago. The wake up call wasn't exactly welcome.

Leblanc looked around, hair uncombed and her face unpainted as she tied her robe closed. "What's going on out here?" she asked.

None of them had the chance to answer, for the halls filled with the loud screeches of someone yelling in Al Bhed, their accent heavy. The next thing that they knew, Gippal, soaking wet and without his eye patch, came running around the corner, almost tripping over his pant legs as he tried to fasten them closed. He stopped in front of them, looking almost a little scared, though smug at the same time. "I was never here!" he hissed quietly, holding out his hands.

His audience all gave him looks of concern, and maybe a little terror. But then, Gippal jumped as they all heard the crack again, this time louder. He turned, and then ran down the hall, turning at another corner. Turning to where the shot came from, they all saw Brother, looking like he was about to kill someone and holding a gun.

"Gippal!" he screamed, starting in a run in the way he'd gone. "You get back here and let me kill you! How dare you shower with Rikku!"

He was gone in an instant, and the group was left to look at each other. "Well," Nhadala cleared her throat. "That would explain why he was all wet."

"Brother!"

Again, they turned. This time, Rikku came running down the halls. She was soaking wet, wearing nothing but a towel that she had clutched around her form. Her hair was down, and looked ready to strangle someone, mainly her sibling. She didn't even stop to say anything.

"Come back here!" she screamed, chasing after the two. "Don't you hurt him!"

"Rikku!" Astrah screamed, right on her trail. She was in her nightclothes like her husband was, barefooted like they all were. "Wait for me! Brother, sweetie, please don't hurt him! I was nieces and nephews!"

The minute she was gone, they all heard the loudest of those voices. "Brother!" Cid shouted, looking even angrier than his son, shaking his fist in the air. "Leave 'em alone, ya hear!"

Gippal appeared from which he came and crossed the intersection, Brother hotly on his trail. Cid paused, the two women following behind.

"Don't kill him!"

"Honey, please stop!"

"Fine, I'll just castrate him!" Brother yelled in response.

With that, the men present seemed to cringe at the thought. The older man's eyes widened at it, the steam from his anger seen. "Brother! You can't castrate him, or kill him!" he shouted, running after them. "He has to get Rikku pregnant first!"

As the crowd disappeared, the audience looked at each other, all wide eyed and a little disturbed. At the noise, Lulu adjusted a now quiet Vidina in her arms. Nooj just shook his head. "I absolutely can not wait until their wedding."

Yuna just looked over to Tidus, laughing nervously. "It'll be interesting."

Her husband raised an eyebrow, a grin on his face. "Just a little bit?"

She shrugged, smiling the same. "Well, maybe."

"I'm only gonna hurt him a little!"

Everyone's head whipped to the next chorus of sound, "Brother!"

The End

(For now)

Okay, yes, some of you may have read something similar to this before. I read something like this by another author, and to tell you the truth, that's a little scary, I thought of this before I read it. Go figure. But still, I did come up with thisby my little self, and I'm not trying to steal it from anyone.

Also, just in case you guys want to know, I am going to write a sequel. It won't be a realy story, and it won't be mainly on Rikku and Gippal either. It'll just be a little collection of fic-lettes that happen after this. It'll be about all the characters, and what happens to them as they all age. After that, there will be another real story, and that one's gonna be... eighteen years after this one. So, stay tuned. Hope to hear from you all.