I haven't updated this in ages…I found it lying around somewhere near the bottom of My Documents. So here is the third chapter that has been very long overdue.

Disclaimer: I don't own FFX, or any of its characters, except for the occasional OC I might come up with…so keep ya lawyers as far away from me as possible.

NOTE: I've read that you can get either Luzzu or Gatta to die during the Operation Mi'ihen, but everytime I played Luzzu died, so that's how its going to be in this story.

Chapter 3: Luzzu's Call

Not much had happened since that meeting. The two Ronso, Biran and Yenke had been sent off to meet with the Ronso Elder of the Farplane, but so far nobody had heard from them. The most that ever happened was that Auron, Jecht, Chappu and Tidus would get too serious while training, and Braska would have to get involved, ending in a flurry of black magic spells just to keep everyone under control.

That was, of course, until the war started to pick up a bit.

Tidus walked into the living room. As usual, Auron was up the back, head down and leaning against the wall. Braska was nowhere to be seen, but Chappu was sitting in a chair watching the Farplane League blitzball series on the TV. Jecht was sitting back in his armchair, beer in hand, also watching the game.

"Who's playing?" asked Tidus, as he walked across the back towards Auron.

"Zanarkand Abes vs. Luca Goers," replied Chappu lazily.

"Will you two shut up? I'm trying to watch the game!" snapped Jecht, who then took a swig of his beer.

A low, quick chuckle came out of the corner, and Tidus spun around towards Auron.

"Never get between Jecht and a Blitzball game," said Auron, smiling. "I learnt that the hard way."

"I hear that," replied Tidus. "Where's Braska?"

"Studying," was the one word reply from Auron.

"Yeah, that old geezer never watches blitzball," piped up Jecht.

"GOAL! Zanarkand Abes up 1-0!" screamed the commentator on the TV. Jecht quickly spun around to see.

"What! Damn it! I missed it!" he screamed, looking like he was close to putting his fist through the TV. Chappu was up on his feet, cheering.

Jecht turned back to Auron and Tidus. "If they don't show a replay, they'll be hell to pay."

"Whoa!" gasped Tidus, putting his hands up in defence. "Chill out, old man."

Auron stood up straight and slowly walked off, but Tidus noticed the smirk on his face as he left.

"I'm sure they'll be another goal, ya?" said Chappu, trying to comfort Jecht.

Jecht just grunted and took a sip of his beer.

15 minutes later…

Auron was outside, sword in hand, swiping at the air. He suddenly stopped to listen to the cheers that erupted from inside the house. His guess was that the Zanarkand Abes had won. Sure enough, everyone except Braska ended up outside discussing the game. Jecht had got to see the replay of the first goal, and thus wasn't in a violent, drunken mood.

"I can see that I'm not getting any training done out here then," said Auron.

"'Course you can," said Jecht laughing. "I'm up for a little training."

"Me too," agreed Chappu.

"Me three," finished Tidus, and thus it was set.

"The teams will be Tidus and Auron versus me and Chappu," announced Jecht, as he took out his sword.

Tidus was already at Chappu before he had his sword out, slicing and cutting away with his sword. Chappu only just managed to get out of the way in time to withdraw his sword. He then lunged at Tidus, but Tidus easily blocked the blow. Tidus then used his strength to push Chappu back. Then Tidus went on all out offensive, slashing, slicing and cutting his way through Chappu's defences. Chappu eventually jumped out of harms way, but Tidus wasn't done yet. Suddenly a force surrounded him, and orange lightning sparked around him.

"Oh…damn," said Chappu, as Tidus performed the necessary movements for his Spiral Cut technique. As his blade came down on Chappu, Chappu managed to bring his blade up to block it, but the force of the attack still rattled his bones.

Meanwhile, Jecht's and Auron's battle was going well. Jecht was fast, but Auron was the calmer, more sophisticated warrior. Every time Jecht went for an attack, Auron would merely step out of the way.

"Come one Auron. Enough of these games!" screamed Jecht.

Auron merely chuckled. "Suit yourself."

Orange lightning began to surround Auron this time, and he jumped up into the air.

"Yes!" yelled Jecht. "Time to try out my new attack!"

Jecht held out a hand towards Auron. "Overdrive Drain!"

Auron felt his power sap away from him, and he landed on the ground in a heap. But Jecht was surrounded by orange lightning.

Tidus saw what happened and immediately cast Haste on Auron.

"Hey!" yelled Chappu. "I thought this was melee training! No magic, ya?"

"Your partner has no problem with it!" replied Tidus.

"It's a Special technique!" argued Jecht, now hearing the argument.

Suddenly they all got into one big brawl.

Braska was too used to the sound of multiple blades colliding in furious anger. He opened his upstairs bedroom window and dropped down to the commotion below.

"C'mon guys. Calm down," he pleaded, but to no avail.

"Thundaga!"

Jecht was sitting at the kitchen table, nursing his electrical burn when suddenly the telephone rang.

"Hello?" he said after picking it up.

"Jecht! It's Luzzu. Did you watch the blitzball game?" said the person on the other end, Luzzu.

"Yeah. Great game eh?"

"It was good. But did you see the after-game show?"

"No. I was, uh, preoccupied."

"The fools at Blitzball HQ have organised a game between the Ronso and Guado to try and bring peace back."

"Huh? That'd just cause chaos!"

"Exactly what I thought. But what are we going to do?"

"I'll tell the others. I'll ring back with the plan."

And with that, Jecht ran looking for the rest.