A/N: Well it's been .. um what was it like… ok what's today's date. :looks for calender: It's been 11 days since my last update and here I am, with another chapter! I would like to thank Chaka for proofreading it! You are awesome! And uh, not much else to say except… Enjoy!

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Things To Do

I was running down a dark alleyway. I continued running until I collapsed from the lack of oxygen my lungs were receiving, "You won't be able to do it," a voice boomed from my left.

I jerked my head in that direction, "I can do anything I wish to do," I replied with a false bravado. I slowly raised myself off the ground, only to be pulled through a door by an unknown person. I struggled out of his grip, "Get the hell off me."

The person let me go and I turned to face him. He bowed his head, his blue hair cascading over his face, "Excuse my rudeness, Lady Brooke, but I was only helping you, seeing as how you can not do it on your own."

I clenched my fist ready to punch him, "I am more than capable of taking care of myself, Seymour," I snapped.

"No, you aren't," another voice announced. I turned around, facing Auron, "You can't even take care of yourself, how do you expect to defeat Zanarkand? You called me pathetic; however, it is you that is pathetic."

I gaped at him for about ten minutes, "How… what… I… you bastard!"

"Gee, never knew you to have some a foul mouth, Brooke…" an all too familiar voice said. I turned to him; his blond hair shimmered in the moonlight that was being let through the only window. He blue eyes twinkled with mischief, as did his smile, "Tidus…"

He shrugged, "Yea, that's my name. Though, the way you say it, makes it seems to dirty and vulgar."

I looked at him with sheer bewilderment, "But, I don't – What the hell is everyone talking about!"

He walked over to me, placing his tan hand on my face, "Brooke, please don't hurt yourself… It isn't worth it," He wrapped his hand around my neck pulling me closer to him, "You couldn't save Ree, what makes you think you can save me, never mind Spira?"

"What!" I shrieked as I shoved him away from me, "I can't believe you just said that to me! What the hell is wrong with you? I tried to save her! Do you think I wanted her to die?"

He hesitated, "Now that you mention it… you always were jealous that Ree was everyone's favorite."

"Yevon! I can't believe you! I loved her! She was my sister!" I clenched my fist, "You would know that better than anyone!" I gave him a harsh shove, "How dare you even accuse me of that!"

He stumbled back a little, looking slightly surprised, "You're right, Brooke. I'm sorry," He held out his arms. "Forgive me?" I stare at him for another five minutes before he walked over to me, wrapping his arms around me, "I'm just concerned, Brooke. I don't want you ruining things for me. I don't want to die too."

My eyes shot open as I screamed, "Are you freakin' kidding me?" I tried to push him away, but instead he pushed my face into his chest, ultimately suffocating me.

Auron and Seymour stood to the side watching and laughing, "You can't do it Brooke. Everyone you love will die, if you don't stop now," he said as I struggled to get a gasp of air.

"Why do you bother struggling," Seymour said as he inched closer to my face.

"Vilg oui," I screamed as I threw out my fist, punching him in the face. It was becoming difficult to breath and the room was growing even darker. I was punching Tidus' chest furiously as tears started to pour down my face, 'Oh, Yevon, I'm going to die… Why is he doing this?' Eventually, my whole body went limp and he dropped me down to the floor. The three of them standing over me, laughing at me, "Give it up, Brooke. You just can't do it…" Auron said as he walked off, followed by Tidus and Seymour.

"You bastards!" I screamed as I rolled over, right onto the floor. Upon making contact with the ground, I smacked my head, "Ow…" I muttered as I rubbed my head.

"Are you ok?" a kind of masculine feminine voice asked.

"Yea…" I slowly opened my eyes, to see to violet orbs peering down at me, "AHH!" I screamed as I sat up. "I died and went to Hell! Why! What did I do to deserve this?"

"Miss Brooke, what are you doing?" he asked in an impatient tone.

I stopped my ranting long enough to ask, "I'm not dead?"

He raised an eyebrow at me before giving me a condescending smile, "No, milady, you are very much alive."

"Damn it," I muttered under my breath. I slowly stood and made my way over to the dresser in the room. I glanced in the mirror at my reflection, and in the corner of my eye I saw Maester Seymour sitting on my bed. Finally registering that he was in my room, I let out another scream, "AH! When and how did you get in here!"

He placed his hands over his ears. He had to find out the hard way that I am not a morning person, "There is no need to shout. You were screaming, rather loudly I might add, so I came in here to see what was going on."

"And you got in here how…?" I asked eyeing him suspiciously.

He shook his head and replied, "The door wasn't locked." I mentally chastised myself for leaving the door unlocked as he continued to say, "I must insist that we leave soon, we won't reach Bevelle before nightfall if we don't."

I groaned and looked out the window, "It's still dark though."

He looked at me sternly, "Yea, but if we don't leave now we will be traveling in the dark."

"But, if we do leave now, we'll be traveling in the dark anyway," I pointed out. He didn't respond, only gave me a look that told me not to question him any further and to quicken my pace. I shrugged and said, "Fine, whatever…" I walked to the door and down the hall. He chased me down the hall calling after me.

"Brooke, you can't possibly wish to leave like what! I mean you look like you just woke up."

I rolled my eyes as I continued down the hall. "I did just wake up, but no I have no intention of leaving like this," I walked over to the counter where Rin was standing, "Mornin', Rin."

"Lady Brooke, I hope you slept well last night," he said as he bent down behind the counter.

"Of course. Do you have my clothes?" I asked, peering over the counter.

"Yes," He said as he stood, "Here you are," He handed me the outfit. I smiled my thanks before going back into my room with Seymour on my heels.

"I can see the people having a field day with this. The chosen one conversing with the Al Bhed," he said as he followed me into my room

I groaned. I couldn't get rid of him, "Only a select few know of my stature, so if you want me to at least consider your words, say what you mean. You are afraid someone will see you in an Al Bhed inn."

He hesitated before saying, "Well imagine what the people will think…"

"Thinking. That is the only thing that separates us from the Al Bhed. Our thoughts and beliefs, then of course our eyes, but that is hardly a reason for you to persecute them. What have they done to you?"

Being very persistent in the subject, he continued in a hushed voice, "They are heathen. They use forbidden machina."

"I'm sorry, your grace, but I refuse to continue this discussion. An Al Bhed saved my life and no Al Bhed has had any ill will towards me, so I simply can't find a major fault with them. So if you would stop this nonsense I would appreciate it," I said as I stepped into the bathroom, making sure to lock the door behind me, 'Yevon, he is persistent.'

After a quick shower, I slipped back into the outfit that Tyseuh had provided me with back at Seymour's place. I slowly opened the bathroom door and breathed a sigh of relief as I noticed the Maester was no longer in my room. Grabbing what little things I had, I walked out into the lobby.

"You are leaving, Lady Brooke?" the Al Bhed shop owner asked.

I nodded, "I still have a long journey, and I really haven't much time to spare." I handed him the key to my room, "Thank you again."

"You are very welcome. I looked forward to our next meeting," he said as he returned the key to its right place.

"As do I," I replied with a bow of my head. I exited the inn, with Seymour hot on my trail. He was chastising me for bowing my head to an Al Bhed. I had my hand over the hilt of my sword ready to 'explain my views' when I heard an ear piercing scream come from behind a lightning tower not to far from us.

I didn't even glance at Seymour before I took off running. When I got there, I found an Al Bhed woman trying to protect her child from an iron giant. As I went to aid them, Seymour grabbed my arm and hissed, "What are you doing?"

I gaped at him like he was an idiot before saying, "Helping them…?"

"They are Al Bhed, allow their machina to help them," he said with a hint of disgust.

I ripped my arm away from him and snapped back, "I don't care what freakin' belief they have. They're human. A mother and a child for Yevon's sake. If you don't wish to help, suit yourself." I turned my back to him and sprinted towards the mother and child. As I neared, the fiend lifted his huge sword, getting ready to attack the defenseless Al Bhed.

"Watch out!" I screamed as I ran up to them, pushing the two out of harms way. The woman's eyes were filled with gratitude as she said, "Dryhg oui."

I smiled and said, "Wait over there!" I pointed to the lightning tower. She nodded as she took the child's hand and pulled her to safety. I turned to the fiend wearing a dark grin, "Ready to fight someone who hits back?"

He let out a roar as he pulled his sword back and brought it down again. I nimbly jumped out of the way, "Oh, you're going to have to move faster than that," I dodged another attack, "Here, I'll show you." I ran up the fiend jamming my sword into his armor and pulling it down, leaving a nice sized hole in the fiend's leg.

The giant roared out again and kicked its leg, sending me flying into a near by lightning tower. As I tried to push aside the pain, another surge of pain hit as a stray lightning bolt slammed into me, "Ah. Damn it," I screamed out. I weakly got to my feet and staggered towers the fiend.

Dodging a swing from the massive sword, I dug my own into its wrist, causing the fiend to drop his weapon. Thoroughly enraged by the fact that it couldn't move it's hand, he lifted his leg up and slammed it back down, causing a massive tremor. The ground shook violently as I fell to the floor.

Before I could get up again, he brought his giant leg up and was beginning its decent down on top of me, "Shit," I said as I vainly tried to roll out of the way. Fortunately, before the foot could crush me, a multitude of lightning bolts came from the sky, turning the iron giant into a massive group of pyroflies.

Seymour stalked over to me with a stern expression on his face, "Lady Brooke! Do you understand what could have happened just now?"

With a roll of my eyes I made my way to the two Al Bhed, "Rammu," I said casually. "Are you ok?"

They looked at me with bewildered expressions on their faces. I wracked my brain for some Al Bhed, "Oui ug?" I asked slowly hoping my Al Bhed wasn't off.

They smiled and nodded, "Um… go … to Rin. Brooke cahd oui. Ug?"

The Al Bhed mother nodded and took her child's hand, "Dryhg oui, Brooke," she said as she headed off to the inn.

I smiled inwardly at my good deed, only to be rewarded with a cross Seymour. When I turned it looked as though his veins on his forehead were throbbing, "Uhm, calm down. Okay?"

"Never have I endured such insolence!" he shouted to make his point.

I on the other hand, merely shrugged and said, "No one forced you to come with me. Not my fault… So either you sit tight and deal with it, or leave…"

"Brooke-"

"Lady Brooke," I corrected with a devilish grin.

"Lady Brooke," he said through his teeth, "Do you realize you could be dead right now, had I not saved you?"

I shrugged again, "Could and yet… I'm not. So, I don't care to discuss this any further."

"But I do. Now, as a Maester of Yevon, I demand respect," he said as he grabbed me and forced me to look at him.

I calmly replied, "I'll respect you, when you respect others. Just because you're of higher stature doesn't make you better than anyone else," I pushed him off me and walked past him, "Maester or not, until you learn to respect others, I'll treat you with no special treatment."

He angrily followed behind me muttering phrases like 'rambunctious brat' and 'no respect…'

Ignoring his 'mature' antics, I continued walking taking on a few fiends as I went along, 'I really need to find a way to ditch him…'

'Why not kill him?'

'Yevon! That's horrible! I may not enjoy his company, but that doesn't mean I want him dead. And what have I said about going into my thoughts!'

'Sorry, just thought I might help…'

'By telling me to kill a Maester? Zanarkand already wants me dead, I do not need to be on Bevelle's hit list too.'

'Alright. Though I wouldn't let anything happen to you.'

'Yeah… right…'

'You still don't trust me.'

'Gee, what gave it away?'

'Fine, I'll go. Until next we meet, farewell, Lady Brooke.'

I made a strange face as I mimicked him under my breath, "Until next we meet, farewell, Lady Brooke… Yevon, can't he just leave me alone?"

"Brooke, are you listening? We're not going to Macalania. We're going straight to Bevelle," he said as we came out of the Thunder Plains and reached the edge of Macalania's forest.

"Yeah… sure," I said as I followed him down the path to Bevelle. As I walked behind him, I contemplated just turning and running the other way, but decided against it seeing as how that would mean I would have to pass by Bevelle later and knowing my luck, we'd cross paths again.

I was getting bored again, seeing as how he was once again taking care of the fiends. I began kicking a pebble along the path. The further we walked the harder I kicked the pebble, until it became air born, hitting the Maester on the back of the head. I suppressed a giggle as he turned around. I gave him an innocent look and said, "What?"

He eyed me suspiciously before continued towards Bevelle. I grinned to myself as I finally found something entertaining to do. I sauntered over to another pebble and repeated my actions. This happened another five times before he finally caught me…

I was going to kicked the pebble for the sixth time, when he turned around early. Well that didn't stop me from kicking the pebble, and it smacked him right between the eyes. I tried to keep from laughing, but that didn't last long and soon enough I was on the floor in hysterics.

He, however, failed to find the humor in this situation. The veins on his forehead began to pulsate again and he stalked over to me. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me off the ground. I squirmed slightly as his grip tightened around my wrist, "That is no way for a young lady to act, never mind the 'chosen one.'"

I grimaced as his nails began to dig into my skin, "You're hurting me…" I whispered.

His expression softened as he released me from his grip. I cradled my arm to my body and watched him carefully, "Walk in front of me," he ordered

I slowly walked by him not making a sound. I was shocked by what just happened. Although what I did was immature, I didn't physically hurt him, "Stupid jerk…" I muttered as I continued walking.

Finally I came to the gate, where I was stopped by one of the guards, "What business do you have in Bevelle?"

I was about to tell the guy to shove it and walk off, when Seymour placed his hand on my shoulder and said, "She is with me, young man."

The guard did the Yevon pray gesture, "Maester Seymour, welcome," He allowed us to pass and I shook Seymour off as I walked ahead of him.

As we walked through the city, we passed by numerous amounts of shops and people. However, I was most impressed by the large fountain that was surrounded by a huge pool of water that was in the center of the town. I gazed into the pool of water and found myself getting lost in it. I was 'brought back' to Spira by Seymour, "Stay here. I'll be right back."

"Take your time… seriously," I replied not breaking my gaze from the pool of water.

I don't know how long I was there staring at the pool of water, but eventually Seymour came back and he had a friend with him. The girl was taller than I, and had dark hair that was pulled back into a bun. Her skin had a hint of a tan and her eyes were a dark brown. She had a scar that ran about three inches on her right cheek and her facial expression told me she was not happy to be in the company of the Maester, but then again who would be?

She was wearing a long black dress that reached the floor. The dress had a silver hem that seemed to be embroided with a bunch of different symbols that I couldn't make out from where I was standing. Hanging off her left side was a three-foot blade that was held by a black leather belt that was around her waist. What I found strange was that, although she was so elegantly dressed she was wearing a pair of steel-toed boots.

She had her arms crossed as she walked with the Maester. Eventually, they came to where I was and stopped their discussion. The Maester took a step nearer to me and said, "This here is the girl I have been speaking about. Crystal, I would like you to meet Brooke. Brooke, this is an old dear friend Crystal."

I mustered a smile and did the Yevon prayer gesture, "It's nice to meet you."

She looked at me curiously before mimicking the gesture and saying, "A pleasure."

We stood there in an awkward silence for entirely too long. Finally, Maester Seymour broke the silence by addressing Crystal, "Crystal, I must insist you stay for the fiftieth anniversary banquet for Maester Mika. He would be most pleased to see you again."

She hesitated, trying to choose the right words, "As much as I would like to, I haven't the time. It will be dark, their inn is out of vacancies, and I would much rather not travel in the dark."

He shook his head, "Don't be ridiculous. I insist. You can share the guest room with Brooke in the Maester's quarters," He turned and looked at me, "You wouldn't mind sharing the room right? Although, the room in and of itself is almost like a small apartment."

I just smiled. There was no answer to his question because I didn't have nay choice in the matter anyway. She was still reluctant to agree to going and the Maester would not accept no as an answer. I took this as an opportunity to make an escape. I slowly maneuver myself away from them. I was almost in the clear when Crystal called to me, "Brooke, I do believe the Maester's quarters is the other way."

I turned to face her. She wore a smirk and Seymour looked at me suspiciously. I walked over to them again as I muttered a few foul word under my breath. I guess during the time I was 'escaping' Seymour had convinced her to stay, "Well, I will show you to your quarters. If you would follow me."

I scowled as I crossed my arms and followed behind him. Crystal slowed her pace and turned her head in my direction. She spoke softly as she said, "If I was being forced into this, you weren't going anywhere."

"Yeah, well you weren't with the Maester for the past three days. This has been like a slow torture," I said as I glared at his back. A small smile played on her lips as she continued to walk after the Maester.

After walking for fifteen minutes, we came to this huge ornate building, that seemed as if it were in competition with the temple itself. Seymour proceeded to walk through the doors and towards the flight of stairs. We walked down a long hallway, where pictures of all the Maesters, former and present, hung. Quite frankly, the sight gave me the creeps and I kept my gaze to the floor. Eventually coming to a door, Seymour opened it and said, "This is where you two will reside for the time being."

Crystal smiled politely and said, "Thank you," as she entered the room. He looked to me for some kind of gratitude. The only form the thanks I gave him was a roll of my eyes as I entered the room.

He called to me from the hallway, "And Brooke?"

I took a deep breath before turning around, "Yes?"

"I will send you a more appropriate attire for this evening," he said as he closed the door.

I held up my hands as if I was choking someone. 'Maybe I don't want to go to this stupid banquet. And just because you don't like my clothing doesn't mean you have to constantly remind me about it!' An aggravated sigh escaped my mouth as I walked further into the 'room.'

This room was, exactly as Seymour put it, a small apartment. When you first walk in, there is a bathroom to your left that has a large tub, with a showerhead and all other necessities required for it to be a 'bathroom'. Further in there is a small living area, with a few couches and tables. There is also a huge window with a grand view of the temple. On either side of the living area were two small openings in the wall. These two openings led to two small rooms with beds in them. The rooms had no doors on them, but they also had a window with a nice view of the temple.

I dragged myself over to one of the couches and dropped myself down over the back of the couch. With one leg on the cushions of the couch and the other on the top of the couch's back, I pulled a pillow over my head, 'How did I get sucked into all this?'

"You're name is Brooke, correct?"

I pulled the pillow from my face and gazed up at the new girl, "Yeah… so?"

"Why aren't you sharing a bedroom with the Maester? Is it because you are not wed yet?" She innocently asked.

"What!" I shrieked as I jumped up, falling off the couch, "I'm not sharing a room with Maester Seymour because if I was forced to do that, I'd have to kill myself."

She smiled slightly, I think she was enjoying my disgusted outburst. She continued by saying, "So, you two aren't an item?"

My face contorted into a disgusted expression, "Ew? No. I'm engaged anyway," I held out my hand and showed her the ring on my finger.

She looked at it with an apathetic expression, "I see. Well that is too bad because Maester Seymour seems to enjoy your company."

"Only because I'm …" I stopped myself form blurting out 'the chosen one.' She looked at me with a strange curiosity before I continued, "I'm supposed to do stuff for the… temple."

"Oh," she said as she looked at me with an expression that clearly said, 'I don't believe a word you just said, but I'll pretend to'.

I finally got off the floor and sat correctly on the couch, "So, what'd your deal? How do you know the Maester?"

"I've known him for a while, I helped him and his mother some time ago," she replied as she walked into one of the small rooms, "What about you? How did you come to be traveling with him?"

I laid back on the couch once again before saying, "Well, tell you the truth, he found me. I had gotten attacked outside of Guadosalam and passed out once I got inside the city. He took me in and nursed me back to health. Now he insists on coming with me, while I do the stuff for the temples…"

Once she came out of the small room she sat on the couch opposite Brooke and asked, "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly are you doing for the temple?"

I froze. I wracked my brain trying to come up with something, but nothing came, "Uh…" But lady luck was on my side today, because before I had the chance to 'reply' there was a knock at the door. I jumped out off the couch, "I'll get it," I said as I almost ran to the door.

I opened the door to find a mousy looking woman standing at the door. I looked at her curiously before she said, "Hello, my name is Shelinda, I am an acolyte for Yevon. I have brought something for a Lady Brooke."

I opened the door a little wider and allowed her to enter, "I'm Brooke," I told her as she walked into the room. She walked into the living area and laid the package over the back of the couch.

"Maester Seymour requests that you wear this for this evening's ceremony," She placed a square box down next to the dress, "These are your shoes for tonight."

I forced a smile on my lips before saying, "Thank you."

She looked at me expectantly and I just stared back at her. I guess she finally understood as to why I wasn't moving when she said, "I am to stay to make sure the dress fits properly also to inform you that you are to meet the Maester within the hour in the lobby."

"Oh," I said as I lifted the dress in my arms, "I'll be right back," I was about to walk into the bedroom on the side, but decided to go into the bathroom when I saw the acolyte following.

I entered the bathroom, closing and securing the door behind me. I hung the dress on the door and stared at it, 'Do I really have to go to this thing? Shesh, if I had been invited by anyone else a month ago, I would have been thrilled, but now? I have more important things to tend to.'

I looked around the bathroom, examining my surroundings. After giving the room a once over, my eyes fell on a window. I put the seat of the toilet down and climb on top of it. I threw open the window and stuck my head out. 'Yes!' I thought when I saw the drainpipe, leading down to the ground. I was going to climb out, when someone knocked at the door. I pulled my head back in, "What?"

"Is everything ok in there?" the shy voice of Shelinda asked.

I hopped down for the toilet and responded, "Yeah… I was just admiring the dress before I put it on…"

'Tonight, that's when I'll escape.' I walked over to the dress and sighed before putting it on. After another twenty minutes of trying to get the dress on correctly, I stepped out of the room to show it off.

The dress was all black with the exception of a white trimming. It had long sleeves that belled out at the end, covering half of my hand. The ends of sleeves were white and had a velvety feel to them, as did the material that ran along the edge of the slit in the dress. It hung off my shoulders and was remotely low cut. It was form fitting until about the bottom of my waist where the skirt part of it began. It was a long dress, with a slit in the front that started mid thigh and got wider as the dress got long. The back of it just reached the floor as long as I kept the heels on my feet. With the exception of the length, the dress fit perfectly, which kind of made me wonder how he knew my measurements.

"Oh, how wonderful. You look lovely, Lady Brooke. You must be really special to Maester Seymour for him to do this for you," the disciple said, as she looked me over.

I frowned when I heard a giggle come from Crystal. I wanted to shout 'I wouldn't like Maester Seymour if he were the last man… guado… on earth!' but I bit my tongue and calmly replied, "Maester Seymour is a very kind gentleman to this, I agree. However, I assure you we are nothing more than associates."

"Oh, I see," she replied, as she stood straight, "Well, then I will allow you to finish getting ready," She turned from me and walked to the door and left.

I sighed as I dropped myself onto the couch. I crossed my legs and stared blankly at the wall in front of me, 'Maybe, if I'm real quiet… she'll leave without me.'

"Are you going to do your hair?" Crystal asked from across the room.

I shook my head. "Nope, I'm already in a dress, I refuse to 'do' my hair."

"It's a mess. That is no way to be seen in public, never mind by the Maesters of Yevon," she replied as she walked into the bathroom.

"That's spectacular…" I muttered as she walked back into the room holding a brush, "What are you doing?" I asked as she neared me with the brush.

"If you won't do something with that mess you refer to as hair, I will. I am not going to be seen with someone who looks like that," she said as she motioned to me head.

I narrowed my eyes at her, "Well I happen to like that!" I replied as I pointed to my hair.

"I don't," she came behind me and grabbed the tie out of hair.

I jumped up from the couch, my hair falling down around my shoulders, "Whoa! Do not touch the hair."

She shrugged, "Too late," She came closer, "I'm not going to do anything fancy, just brush it. I mean it looks like it hasn't been brushed in years. Now, don't make me use magic on you because if I have to… I will."

Reluctantly, I sat down and allowed her to 'do' my hair. Now, don't get me wrong, I knew I looked bad, however, I wasn't going to get all dolled up to impress these people. I didn't even want to go! With a few rough yanks of my hair, that were completely unnecessary, she finished my hair.

"There. At least now you look ladylike," she said as she put the brush away.

"Whatever," I responded as I walked into the bathroom to see what I looked like. It was simple. My hair was pulled back and put in a loose bun and a few strands were down in the front, simple and yet elegant. Though I refused to admit it verbally, it was nice and I did like it.

"Now, quickly. We must make haste, we don't want to be late," she said as she swiftly exited the room.

I made a face as I went, "No of course, don't wanna keep Maester Seymour waiting," in a sarcastic manner, before I followed her out of the room towards the lobby. When we reached the lobby, just as Shelinda said, the Maester was waiting for us. I shuddered as he made eye contact with me, 'Don't worry, I'm out of here tonight…'

He strolled over to the two of us, "Well don't you two look positively lovely," He looked to me and smiled, causing me to shudder again, "I'm glad the dress fit."

"Yea, it's fine," I muttered as I crossed my arms over my chest.

He gave me a stern look before saying, "Well then follow me."

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A/N: Well there you have it folks another rendition of Operation: Pay Back! Hope you all enjoyed it, and I hope to update soon! I'd give you a preview of the next chapter… but I haven't written it yet! Ok well, hope to see you again soon, sooner if you all review! So um… Yea not that I'm bribing you or anything, but it just might make me work faster….

Thanks You: Yea, I know, I'm not supposed to do it… well too damn bad .. so take that!

Anasazi Darkmoon: Well, you may have just realized that Tyseuh is Al Bhed for Damien, but you were pretty much the only person to do that! So congratulations:gives you totally wicked sticker: Don't worry, next chapter Brooke is out of Bevelle and away from Seymour, now will this occur without incident? Ha! Yea, that's it. And as you can see he did go into her room, he says it was because she was screaming… yeah… right, but if he did try anything, I'd sick Alphonse on him! Don't worry I won't stop writing it, because I like this story!

labrat-seph:Brooke mutters something about kicking Crystal: Yea, I used someone from the RP lol just in case you failed to notice that you know the last like 5 pages worth of story.

Habbo: No she didn't sneak out yet… key word yet. Next chapter she's leaving him. I was going to do it this chapter, but it was getting long and I was gah! People are going to expect every chapter to be this long! And Tyseuh, you'll learn more about his character as we go. So you'll have to wait to find out. And I'm glad you like it. Sorry there isn't no TidusXYuna but I wanted to try something different, so… I did and thus, Operation Pay Back was born! Well I updated so I hope you liked it!

Chaka the Chopstick Ninja: Yupp, crazy Brooke and her schizophrenia… hehe XD Well hope you like this chapter, and thank you for proof reading this chapter! It's a big help because even if I read over it… I always miss mistakes.

RTSGamer: Well I am glad you liked the story and I hope you like this chapter as well!

NeRrr :Ner! HOLY MOTHBALLS! I haven't spoken to you in like… ages! I miss you! You gots to call me sometime soo! 'k? alright well um glad you liked it toodles!

CeE CrOw: Col, now you know guns are 'forbidden machina' they are used for evil purposes. So I can't shoot him, but maybe I can kick him … some place…

pinK BuNni luVvv: Haven't seen you around in ages! What have you been up to? I'm glad you liked the story! Ok well hope you like this one too!