A/N: HOLA! I know I haven't updated in like years, but that's ok because here I am! Finally updating. I apologize once again in advance for spelling and grammatical errors because I wrote this chapter on Saturday when I was babysitting and I typed it up today! So yea, it's probably really bad…. O well, Hope you like it! Toodles!

Disclaimer: Square: what's in the box?
Me:shifty eyes: nothing
Square: let me see it
Me:grasp box to chest: NEVER!
Box: help! She's locked me in here!
Square: Is Gippal in that box?
Me: No.. its just a fan of his. So it.. um practices his voice…. Hey look over there:points in random direction:
Square: where:turns:
Me:Runs away:

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I followed her to the bathroom, where she showed me how to work the shower and left me pajamas. After she left I locked the door. I ran the bath water and waited for it to fill the tub. I stood up and looked in the mirror. My face still had a small bruise on my face from that bitch, but now splotches of dried blood accompanied it. My hair was matted down with a mixture of dried blood and dirt.

I began to take off my clothes, throwing each piece in a pile on the floor. The top half of my body was covered in cuts and blood, as were my legs. I looked over to the tub and turned the water off. I carefully lifted on leg into the tub, followed by the other. I used my arms to brace myself as I slowly lowered myself into the tub. I winced in pain as the bathwater made contact with my cuts. Finally when I was fully submerged with the exception of my head, I was able to relax. I leaned my head back on the side of the tub, just soaking. I let my mind wander, not thinking about anything in particular. I eventually dosed off.

When I opened my eyes I was in a strange place. It was a foggy abyss of nothingness. 'what the hell?' I thought to myself. I took a few steps forward before someone called to me.

"Hello, Brooke."

I whirled around, daggers in hand, to face the owner of the voice. To my surprise, it was a small child with a dark violet cloak thing on. The only things visible were his hands, feet and the lower portion of his face. I took a step back from him.

"Don't be scared…"

My daggers still in hand I took another step back. "Who are you?"

He took a step towards me. "My name is Bahumet."

I stopped and looked at him. "Wait…" I shook my head. "It can't be… a fayth?"

"Brooke, don't be angry."

Still not sure what was going on. I ignored his comment. "I though the fayth only spoke to summoners…"

He didn't move. "There is a great evil that threatens Spira, that no summoner could defeat. You are needed," he told me as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

I clasped my daggers back to my pants and crossed my arms. "What are you talking about?"

"You're the one, Brooke. They will need you. Don't let your anger consume you."

I put my hands on my hips. "Because that cleared up everything…"

"Beware the darkness within you," was the last thing he said before he dispersed into pyroflies leaving me to myself…

I sat up, pulling myself out from under the water, gasping for air. I grabbed at the sides of the tub, frantically trying to catch my breath. I looked around and realized I was in the bathroom again. What the hell was that? Beware the darkness within me? Help Spira… what an odd dream.

I looked down at the water. The once clear water was now murky from the dirt and blood that washed off my. I pulled the drain, allowing the bath to empty. I guess I should wash up now. I turned the knobs, making the water fall from the showerhead. I put a handful of shampoo in my hair and started working to get the blood and dirt out. I started to think about what the fayth had told me. 'Greater threat?' Why me? I had to loose everything so I could help everyone else? Why?

My anger started growing again. I dropped my hands to my side. "This doesn't make any freakin' sense!" I shouted at the ceiling.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Brooke? Is everything ok?"

"Yea," I called back, "I'm almost done." I quickly finished showering. When I stepped out of the tub, I grabbed a towel and dried myself off. I carefully slipped into the satin black pants and gray tank top Rikku lent me.

I hung the towel over the shower rail and left the bathroom. Rikku was there with the two men we had rescued earlier. She came bouncing over to me. She grabbed my wrist and dragged me over to them. "Sorry I was rude before. Brooke, this is my brother, Brother, and this is my cousin Keyakku. Brother, Keyakku, this is Brooke."

With much difficulty we exchanged greetings. Rikku's cousin was tall and had dirty blonde hair with swirled Hazel eyes. He had a strong build, which was easy to see, due to the lack of a shirt. He had on a baggy pair of jeans that dragged on the floor with a pair of black work boots. Keyakku spoke broken Spiran, but at least you could communicate with him, Brother on the other hand spoke Al Bhed only.

Brother said something to Rikku in Al Bhed that I couldn't quite grasp. I heard, 'This girl is very…' and that was it. Rikku glared at him and replied in Al Bhed, 'no.'

I smiled awkwardly since I really had no idea what was going on. "So… uh. What are we going to do now?" I asked.

By this time, Auron had entered the room, unnoticed by all. "They are going to wash and relax. You, on the other hand, are going to train with me."

Is this guy for real? I just got back from saving Rikku's family and I just took a shower. "What? Why!"

"You're going to defeat Zanarkand? Well, you'll need training. Meet me in the engine room." With that he turned his back to me and left as quickly as he came.

I looked at Rikku who just sighed and said, "I guess I'll go get you another pair of clothes to wear." She turned and left, Keyakku and Brother following her.

Unbelievable. Un-freaking-believable. I ran my hand through my wet hair. Guess I really don't have much of any choice, do I? I walked to the elevator and the doors opened upon my presence. Weird. I stepped into it and walked to the panel I had seen Rikku using before. I stared at the thing and everything was written in Al Bhed. Great. I hit a random button and hoped for the best. Luckily, my guessing skills were good, because it brought me straight down to the engine room.

I walked out slowly. "Auron?" I stepped out a little further and listened carefully. I walked down the stairs. "Au…" I stopped. I heard something to my right. I turned myself in that direction and listened carefully, but the noise stopped.

Ok, Creepy. I didn't move. Someone, or something, was down here. After a few minutes though, I was beginning to doubt myself. I hadn't heard anything again. Just as I was about to move, I heard something coming towards me. I bent down, just in time to dodge the flying projectile. Then, without even thinking I pushed off the floor and back handspringed in the direction the projectile had come. By mid-air second flip, I had made contact with something, bringing it to the floor.

I looked over at the wall in front of me, with my dagger sticking out of it. I looked over my left shoulder to see it was Auron that was pinned under me. I looked from him to the wall and back to him. My mouth dropped when my mind finally registered what just happened. "You almost killed me."

He just grunted and said, "Nice reflexes."

I glared at him. Freakin' psycho. "What kind of crap are you trying to pull? You nearly killed me!"

He looked at me with no expression on his face. "Are you going to get off my any time soon?"

I rolled my eyes and got off him. Being 5'10" and me 5'4" when he stood up he was a great deal taller than me. I crossed my arms across my chest. "I'm going to ask you again. Why the hell did you throw a freakin' dagger at my head!"

He laughed. He laughed at me! I wanted to take my hand and smack him across the face. "I don't see the humor in this situation."

"You are such an angry girl. Instead of being happy you dodged it, you are upset by the fact that I threw it…"

I stood silently for a minute. Is this guy for real? "Well, I don't exactly think you'd be all that happy if people started flinging daggers are your head and what if I hadn't ducked? Then what?"

"Well, if you are the 'one' I knew you'd be able to dodge it," he said nonchalantly as he walked towards the wall.

I put my hands on my hips. "And if I didn't?"

"But you did, so I'm not concerned about if you didn't." He walked over to the dagger and grasped. "I watched you fight over the comsphere. You're a quick mover which will give you an advantage over most opponents, but you don't seem to have a great defense," He pulled the dagger out of the wall, "Your hits are strong which is good, but you can't always depend upon quick movement and hard hits to do it. That fight today could have been disastrous. For the most part you were on the defensive and you were constantly running." He tossed the dagger onto a table and turned to face me. "Your reflexes are fine, so lets do some fine tuning on your defense."

So this guy thinks he's something great. Seriously, who is he to criticize my fighting skills. Besides the occasional fiend and training with Tidus or my dad, I had no reason to fight. He tossed me two wooden daggers. The felt the same and even weighed the same as my real daggers. "What is this for?"

"Well, since you aren't experienced enough. I don't want you to hurt yourself."

I smiled smugly at him and said, "Oh thanks for the concern."

He whirled around with a huge ass wooden sword. "Ready?"

Wait. He wants to fight me? "Uh… um…"

"Great," he took a swing at me. I ducked it and he swung another two times before he said, "Brooke, try to turn this so I'm on the defensive."

I dodged another attack and said, "Cause that is just so easy."

This went on for about an hour before he cornered me and I had no where to go. He took a swing at my leg and knocked me down to the floor. He stood over me and tried to bring the sword down on me. I immediately put up my daggers to block him.

He smiled. "Now we're getting somewhere." He kept pushing his weight down on his weapon. So, I took my leg and knocked his feet from under him, cause him to fall. I jumped back to my feet and waited for him to get up. He rolled back a little, pushed off the ground with his hands to his feet. He took a swing, I ducked and went for his shoulder. He jumped back, so I completely missed him, but I took another towards him and went for him again. I continuously attack one after another, after another. This was it, I had him on the defense.

He took a swing at me and I deflected it. I was so excited and was feeling pretty good about myself… up until, I got hit with something I didn't see coming. After I deflected his hit, he spun around yielding his sword and hit me in the ribs with crack. The force of the hit sent me flying into the wall, smacking my head against it.

Now if that sounded like it hurt, the real pain was about 10x worse than anything you could imagine. When the sword made contact with my rib cage there was a loud crack. I sat up against the wall not moving. I think he cracked a few of my ribs. I closed my eyes and rested my head against the wall, taking in deep breathes of air. Pain was searing through my body. I put my hand to the right side of my rib cage. 'Don't wanna hurt me?' Is he freakin' crazy!

I opened my eyes and saw him standing over me. He had a smirked on his face. "If I could move, I would smack that smirk off your stupid face."

"Such a mouth on someone that is at my mercy," he said as he leaned on his wooden sword.

I looked up at him. He was sizing me up, challenging me to get up. I stood up, in much pain. "I'm at the mercy of no one," I said through my teeth. I stood as tall as I could and looked right into his eyes not backing down.

"Really?" he hit me in the ribs again.

"Argh." I fell forward into him.

He caught me. "I see it a bit differently."

I didn't move, well more like I couldn't. The pain was unbearable.

"Well?"

Well what? Does he just expect me to walk away from this? He broke my freakin' ribs! "Well what?"

"Are you going to get off me?"

"Listen, Mr. High and Mighty, I can't move. You broke my ribs, jackass," I spat back. OK I know I'm being so nasty to someone, well the only person who can help me at the moment, but I was pissed.

"Ya know, you should have a little more respect to those whom you are depending upon."

"Bite me," I hissed back.

He lifted me off the ground and pain shot through me again. "Ah, jerk! Watch what your doing. That hurt," I practically screamed at him.

"Be quiet. The others are sleeping," he said as he walked off the elevator.

What the hell! "The others are sleeping? How freakin' long were we training?"

"Three hours," he said flatly.

Three hours! He set me down in the bathroom and opened the cabinet. "Shit," he muttered.

I was getting nervous, "Shit, what? I don't like the word shit."

"We only have half a potion left, that isn't enough to heal you completely," he muttered.

"WHAT! YOU BROKE MY RIBS AND CAN'T FIX IT! I screamed.

He held out the remains of the potion. "Here, that's all we can do till morning." He held it to my mouth and I drank it.

"Fine, but I need to clean myself and get changed."

He seemed to grow uncomfortable by that statement. "Can't that wait till tomorrow?"

I looked at myself. The clothes were drenched with sweat and were sticking to my body. My hair was still wet, only this time it was because of sweat not shower water. "Um, No. Not really."

"You're willing to shower in front of me?"

"What!" I shouted. What a perve!

"Try to raise your arms over your head," he stated and waited for me to do it. I studied his face for a few minutes before trying to do what he said. I couldn't lift my hands to shoulder height without extreme pain. "So, since Rikku's asleep, you'll have to wait till tomorrow to shower."

"Ok, but there is no way I can stay in these clothes."

He looked at the clothes on the counter. "For you I assume." He took them and handed them to me.

Then I realized something. "Um… Auron? I need help."

He smirked. "SO the one need help?"

"Wipe that smirk off you face immediately," I looked down and then slowly looked back up at him. "This is embarrassing enough as it is, don't make it any worse."

He got serious all over again. I guess he finally guessed what he was going to have to do. "Well… um…"

"Listen, I'm engaged, so don't get any ideas, sicko."

He kneeled down and said, "Make it quick."

"Get the pants ready," I said as I pushed my pants down stepping out of them. "Keep your eyes on my feet and your hands better behave."

He opened the waist of the pants and waited for me to step into them. So with a few quick movements I had orange pants on. "Ok, well… I really need help with my shirt…" I turned towards him and I swear I saw him blush! I'd bet money on it!

He reached in the cabinet for some casting cloth. "I should wrap your ribs."

I nodded. This is going to be awkward.

"I'm going to have to um… lift you shirt a little…"

"Yea, I know," I replied as he lifted my shirt, just below my chest. I held it as he wrapped my ribs. And now here's the awkward part, cause no matter how I slice it, I'm going to be in my bra in some part in time. He coughed uncomfortablely. "Make it quick," I said mimicking his words.

"Right!" he took my shirt off and put the others one over my head. I watched him intently the whole time and much to my surprise, not once did I see him sneak a glance at something he shouldn't have, unless he did it while I was blinking or something. He stood up in front of me, shifting uneasily.

I tried to make him feel a little better, because I know how awkward that must have been. "Next time, your going to break me, make sure there is a white mage or a potion nearby, or at least make sure Rikku's awake, kay?"

He looked in my direction and my stomach growled. I put my hand to my stomach. "Heh, I haven't eaten in like… days."

He nodded. "I'll get you something. Follow me." I followed him into the kitchen area.

He walked over to a cabinet and said, "Is there anything in particular you want?"

Now where was this nice caring side of him 20 minutes ago when he was going 'oh gee lemme swing my sword and break her rid cage!' "Nothing big. If you have cereal, that'd be great."

He held out a blue box. "Frosted Flakes?"

I smiled and replied, "That's fine."

He poured me a bowl and brought it to the table. I slowly sat in the chair and tried to eat. Key word here, tried. I was getting a lot of pain from lifting the spoon to my mouth, so much so, that I just let the spoon go in frustration and said, "Forget it. I give up."

Auron raised an eye brow. "What's wrong?"

I glared at the cereal bowl that was taunting me with its frosty goodness. "I can't flippin' bring the spoon to my mouth."

He gave a soft chuckle before taking the spoon and offering me it. I, of course, accepted it. The food was thoroughly enjoyable, seeing as how I hadn't eaten in quite a while.

"You're never ready for the unexpected, twice I got you," he randomly said as he was feeding me.

Here we go again with the criticism. I beginning to think this guys a schizophrenic. I swallowed the cereal and said, "Twice in three hours and if I do recall correctly, I knocked you down once."

"After an hour and a half you got me down, but it took you too long and had that been the real thing, well you wouldn't have lasted," he said as he brought the spoon down into the cereal.

"Kinda like your niceness?" I muttered under my breath.

He looked at me with a look of confusion. "What?"

I scolded myself in my head for saying that loud enough for him to hear. Great now I'm going to have to explain. "Well, you broke my ribs, but you helped me dress and eat and now your back to criticizing me."

He offered me another spoonful of cereal, which I wouldn't have taken under normal circumstances, but lets be real. I haven't eaten in Yevon only knows how long. "Its constructive criticism, you learn from it," he corrected me.

"Yea, well… you don't have to say it like that."

"You'll get better with some more training," he said as I finished off the cereal. He put the spoon back in the bowl and left it in the sink. "Come on, you need rest."

I followed him into a room I've never seen before. It was smaller than the other room, but it was cozy. It had one large bed in the center. There was a mat on the floor, not to far from the bed.

"You can sleep in the bed," he said as he put the light on.

I walked over to the bed. "Are you sure?"

He stopped and looked at me. "You're injured. Yes I'm sure."

I shrugged. I wasn't going to fight him. He wants to share his bed with me, whatever. But if he touches me then I'll kill him. I sat in the bed with my legs under the blankets. He walked over to a night stand and grabbed and pair of pants and walked behind a screen.

"What are you doing," I asked although I knew he was getting changed.

"I'm getting dressed," he said from behind the screen.

I smirked to myself and continued. "Behind the screen?"

"Yes."

I smiled again and said, "Well, that's gay. You dressed me and I don't even get to watch you?"

I sounded like he choked on something. He popped his head out from behind the screen and looked at me. "What!"

I put my hand to my mouth and giggled. "I was just kidding." I laid back on the bed. "I don't think I'm going to be getting much sleep tonight."

I heard some movement behind the screen before he replied, "Why?" He came out from behind the screen.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm wild in bed and it might be a bit painful," I told him. The second I said that I thought about the words that came out of my mouth. I wonder how he took that one…

I looked up and saw that when I said that he stopped and looked at me. He had a smirk on his face. Oh Yevon! He took it that way!

"No, no, no. I did not mean it that way! I mean, I roll all over the place. No, I mean, no… um.. when I sleep I move and since my ribs are broken it's going to hurt when I move!" I shouted so I would get my point across.

He laughed, again with the laughing at me. He turned off the lights and sat down on the mat. "Goodnight, Brooke."

I was surprised. He was giving me his bed? Now I feel bad. "You're sleeping on the floor?"

He hesitated. "…yea?"

"Oh," I paused. "Auron?"

"Yea?"

"Thanks," I said as I pulled the comforter around my neck. He didn't reply, so I just closed my eyes and went to sleep…

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A/N: Well, I hope I get a few more reviews for this chapter, but if not eh..,. whatever. I hope you guys like it. Cuase I do:pats self on back: lol ok well thanks! Toodles!

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