Author's Note : I'm so sorry for the uber long update, but I've been so busy with everything. I mean, I've had so many test in the past week and a half, it's gross. And, I've had the worst case of writers block possible. I always get them near the beginning of chapters, instead of the end. Anyway, I hope you guys like this chapter, because I know I loved writing it. I just love writing. Well, enough of me. Here's the next chapie!

A Summoner's Sacrifice

By : Blueorgreen Yuna

Chapter Three : What now?

After failing at showing his hurt towards Yuna, Tidus walked down the hospital hallway in a huff. Everything he looked at, or anything someone said to him seemed to tip his anger.

"Why did she not just admit it! I can believe it. It was so easy to do. All she had to say was, 'I love you too.' but no, it wasn't the right time." He punched the wall and pulled away quickly, leaving a dent. "Damn," he said, gritting his teeth. "WHEN IS A GOOD TIME THEN!" His anger was rising, and the stares he received did not help either. "WHAT!" He spat and stalked pass an elderly women who had been watching his every move. "What are you staring at old hag?" he said and stopped walking. "What the hell do you want?" he asked her fiercely. He was taken aback when he saw that the woman wasn't offended .

"Chapu," she said. "Chapu, is that really you. I must be dreaming." She looked at Tidus for a while, examining his features.

"Uhh..." what was he suppose to say. Here was Wakka's, mom, wait dead mom, asking if he was Wakka's dead brother, Chapu. If he said yes, then he'd be crazy to respond to a dead person, and if he said no, then he'd break a dead person's heart, if that's even possible. "No, sorry ma'am, you have the wrong person. I'm Tid-

"Excuse me sir," Tidus turned abruptly to see a small boy standing next to him, pulling on his sleeve. "but, who are you talking to?" Tidus turned back to the direction of the woman, and saw no one. He moved in small paces to the left, and looked around. Was he not just talking to Wakka's mom? Or had he just imagined it? "I was ahh...I was practicing." He smiled and looked down at him again. His hair was brown, and it shined in the sunlight. He was wearing a blue short sleeve sweater, and was staring up at him with aqua eyes. They were wide with astonishment and he was holding a blitz ball.

"What were you practicing for?" he pulled at his sleeve some more as he rocked on his feet.

A play of course," Tidus said forcing a laugh. "it's a play that I have to put on for little fella's like you." Tidus replied, pointing his finger at the child's nose.

"Really! For me?" His whole face lit up. "When? When?" He jumped up and down.

"In- in two hours okay?" Tidus took the boys hand off his sleeve, and started walking backwards towards the mess hall. "So be ready." He turned around, and felt the boys eyes on his back. He had expected him to follow, but when he looked back, the boy was running down the hall, towards the Children's Care Center. "Wonder what he's in here for." He shook his head and made his way up the stairs.

When Tidus arrived at the mess hall, he saw people chattering away amongst each other. The elderly talking to their daughters or sons, and parents telling their children to stay put.

He walked pass them and sighted a small gift shop not too far ahead. There were various items in the display window. Yo-yo's, hats, shirts, moggles, and other stuffed animals, even fiends. Fiends? Tidus thought it rather odd that a hospital Gift Shop display window would carry stuffed ? He ventured towards the shop, and another item caught his attention. There, next to a large Blitzball, was a photo. A framed photo, that was faded by sunlight and creases running through it. The picture looked ancient, although it was only about 10 years old.

His pace quickened, and before he could stop himself, he ran, face first into the window frame. His head spun and he collapsed onto the cold, tile, floor. The store clerk came rushing towards him and stood over his body. The clerk's feet pinched Tidus' skin between the soul of his foot and the floor. Letting out a loud yelp of agony, Tidus punched the clerk's chin. The man stumbled on Tidus' leg as he backed away in pain, and crashed into the window. It shattered and came down on Tidus and the clerk, as the display shelf swayed back and forth in the store. Tidus, although still dizzy from the fall, got up in hast and grabbed the man's arm, pulling out of the way. They only barely made it, when the shelf toppled outside the store's broken window frame.

"Holy shit!" Tidus exploded.

"Wh... My store. You sir, are going to pay for that." The clerk looked at Tidus with outrage. Tidus had just destroyed his display, window and store. Well, that's what the clerk though anyway. Tidus though it more the clerks' fault because he pinched Tidus first. So in a way, Tidus saw none of it his fault.

"No, I'm not. I only have enough gil to buy me lunch. Sorry." And with that, Tidus turned swiftly and began to walk away. Not even two steps however, the clerk called him back fiercely. "You are going no where!" he shouted. "I am paying no damage fees, when it is clearly you that have broken, EVERYTHING!" The clerks' face was purple with anger, but Tidus didn't care.

"Ha, I'm not paying for anything, but.." He walked cautiously over to the window, where the shelf had collapsed, and searched for the frame of his old man. "but this." He grabbed the photo and held it up. Then, looking at the image of his old man, Jetch, in the photo, he smashed it down with the shattered glass. Then he flipped out his pockets and emptied all his gil on the floor. "There, that should cover it." He must have dropped five gil when he emptied his pockets, and then he walked towards the clerk.

He looked at him with exhaustion. The clerk looked at Tidus with disbelief. He couldn't just let him walk away. But he did. The clerk stood there as Tidus passed him, staring back at Tidus' sea-blue eyes. The clerk's gaze followed Tidus until he was at the stairs that lead down to the nursing quarters. Then he turned to look at the mess behind him. There was the photo, cracked, with Tidus' loose change surrounding it. He was not going to get away with this. He swung his head back to the stairs and saw no one. His face flushed and he let out a loud shout. He felt so stupid. He let him just walk off. Walk, for Yu Yevon's sake! There was no use in running after him, the clerk knew he wouldn't have to pay for the damage. Then he jumped up and down in fury and bolted towards the exit. Screaming like a mad man, he ran out of the building.

Yuna had given up on waiting for Tidus to return and climbed out of the hospital bed. She gave a short jolt as her feet touched the cold floor. Slowly, but surely, she stood up. She was unsteady at first, but soon gained her balance. Her steps were small, as if she had only learned how to walk from a baby. Swaying the left slightly, she gripped onto the door handle and turned it lazily. She was still weak from the medicine they had injected into her, and her thoughts were spinning. Leaning on the door for balance, she pulled it open. Her body followed the swing of the door, and she hit the wall. She held her back and took a giant step forward. Almost falling again, she held onto the door. Yuna looked up at the hospital room ceiling and followed it like an arrow, leading out the door. She reached out and placed her hand on the door frame, the metal was cold, but she didn't take notice to it. Using the frame and the door, she hoisted herself up and stumbled out the doorway.

Kneeling down in the long halfway, she threw-up. Her stomach was in a tight knot, and her head had continued to spin more violently. She gazed at the wall ahead of her, then down again at her vomit. She placed her palm down on the floor and pushed herself onto her bottom. The hallway seemed to get narrower and narrower as she gazed down the shiny walls. She looked to her other side, and saw an Exit sign. Picking herself up again, with her hand on the wall for balance, she walked towards the sign. The mouth was pasty and had a vial tang in it, and her breath was just as repulsive, if not, more. She could smell it as she walked towards the sign. It's letters were glowing red and the arrow above was indicating to turn to the right. She came around the corner, and saw the Exit doors.

Knowing she shouldn't leave the hospital, she ventured towards the door anyway. She was guiding herself down the hallway, gliding her hand across the wall as she walked. When she was more than half way to the Exit doors, she heard a loud crash above her. The ceiling shook, making the floor shake as well. Quickly, she pulled her hand away from the wall and stared up. Soon after, another loud bang was heard, and the floor shook again.

"What in the world?" She continued to stare at the ceiling until a man broke the suspense. She turned quickly to see who had caught her, and drew in a breath of relief when she saw that it was only another patient. He sprinted past her and pushed the side stair door open hastily. Two more people scattered past her, and she just stood there.

The time was moving unusually fast, and Yuna had not moved. She was no longer looking at the ceiling, but at the Exit doors again. Taking her chances, she ran to the doors. Her legs were heavy, but didn't hurt. Her whole body was numb. She fell once again, and got up with difficultly. She was almost there. So close now. The doors seemed to overwhelm her in height, when in actuality, she was almost as tall as their frame. Her fingers touched the handles first, and then her palms. She gave a small push, and nothing happened. She pushed all her weight into the stupid doors, and they swung open.

The light seemed to pierce through her eyes, even though they were squinted so tightly she could hardly see in front of her. Yuna took a brave step outside of the building, and felt the hot pavement beneath her feet. She inhaled a fairly large breath, and looked around. Taking another step out, she exhaled, and smiled. She was free, well, sorta. She took more steps, and soon began to spin in circles. Her spinning stopped abruptly as she screeched in pain. She lifted her foot into the air and hopped away on her other foot. She had been spinning around where a bottle had been broken. Examining her foot, she sat down on the ground.

"YUNA!" She heard someone yell from behind her. She turned her head to see Tidus standing there. "Yuna," he said. "I went to your room and you weren't there. Why are you out here?" He looked at her frustrated.

"Well, first, you got mad and walked away, then I got hungry, and then, I was escaping. Then I threw-up in the hall, and now, I'm out here." She turned back at her foot and looked over it carefully. A sliver of glass had pierced he skin, and was now clogging the blood from oozing out. She poked around at where it hurt and pressed her finger over the sliver. "ARGH!" She yelled as she cut her finger and pushed the sliver in deeper. She could feel Tidus hovering over her. She looked up, expecting to see his sea-blue eyes, but instead, saw the beautiful day sky.

Her foot throbbed and forced her back to reality. Bringing her foot closer, she pinched the glass out of her foot. Instantly, she began to bleed, but at least the throbbing pain was gone.

"Tidus," Yuna said, trying to stand.

"Yeah?" He walked over to her quickly and held her up. Her skin was so smooth. Before he could control himself, he had slid his hand up her arm and over her shoulder. His hands moved towards her neck, and threw her hair. "Ahem." Yuna moved away and held her hand to where he had touched her. The hairs on the back of her neck where standing on end, and she had a tingle down her back.

Tidus looked down at his feet and cleared his throat, although there was noting to clear. Why couldn't he control himself, he was always able to before, but now. Ever since the others had disappeared, he was unable to keep his thoughts and needs separate from what he did. His will to hold her was so strong. He wanted her.

"Umm... Anyway," Yuna said looking at him. She had never experienced the thrill she had just had, and she was uncertain of how to deal with it. Over such a small thing as passing his hands through her hair. She flushed and turned away from Tidus. Just looking at him made her heart jump. "Tidus," she said turned to him. "I need some new clothes, and shoes."

"Well, uh..." The clerk popped into his head, and he remembered that he had emptied all his pockets in the lobby. "We, ah... We have no more money. Unless you have some." He looked at her curiously, but with doubt. Why would she have any money?

Yuna thought for a second, then blurted out, "Wait! I had some in my pockets. It should still be there. If we went and got it I wouldn't need the money to buy clothes. We could buy something else." She smiled and walked in a quick pace to the hospital doors again. Then she stopped in her tracks. What was she doing? She was going back into a place she had just escaped from. She couldn't go back, not with people knowing she was missing. Again, she turned to Tidus, and gave him a weary smile. "Ha ha... We can't go back in there can we?"

Tidus simply shook his head, then walked towards her. He stood beside her facing the door, then turned to face the direction she was looking, shoulder to shoulder. He lifted his arm to place it around her, but dropped it in reoccurrence of what had just happened. "Well," he said, "we'll have to look as we are for now, and I'll find a way to get some money and clothes, I promise." She gestured with his hand for her to lead the way, and followed.

They had walked for a long time in silence. Neither of them voicing what they thought. Yuna had stolen a few glances at Tidus, as did he.

"Tidus, I-

"No," he said, "I've been so caught up in my world, I had forgotten about protecting you. I'm so sorry." He hung his head. Yuna's tongue caught. What was she to say to that?

"Tidus," she said looking up at him. He was so handsome. His blond hair was tangled by the wind, and his soft features brought out the breathtaking sea in his eyes. His body was built, and the soft breeze was molding his shirt to his form. The more she stared up at him, the more she wanted him to hold her. To excite her as he did before. She felt as if she could jump into his arms now, and he would carry them off to heaven. But, for now, Yuna finished what she was saying. "We need to have a long talk." And with that, she looked deep into his eyes and smiled her best smile. The smile that had first got him hooked on her. Her smile. The one he loved to see, and she loved to make. "A talk about what we are going to do now."