Wohoo! Ch.3! thank you to my readers which according to the reviews are The sword of salvation (ch.1-2) and Shin Ichimaru(ch.1-2)! Glad you liked ch.2 Salvation and Ichimaru that was my favorite ch. So far It wasn't really all that hard to write them as funny, well kinda but I always thought Jecht was the only one who caused Auron to lose his temper! Now on to the story!

Our World

Believe it can be done. When you believe something can be done, really believe, your mind will find the ways to do it. Believing a solution paves the way to solution.

David Joseph Schwartz

Ch.3: Fanfiction Debacle

"Wow, kinda cramped isn't it?" Jecht remarked as the three men and Ressia entered the small apartment. Ressia gave him a sideways glance as she shut the door and locked it behind them.

"I think it's cozy." Braska said cheerfully with a wide smile earning an appreciative grin from their host. Jecht flicked his nose with his thumb and mumbled kiss-up under his breath. Auron was on the brink of correcting him out of habit but ignored it instead as Braska chuckled.

"Sooo," Ressia began as a small silence settled between them.

"Why exactly are you three here anyways?" Braska was about to explain when Auron paced a hand on his shoulder silencing him. The less people knew who they were and their goal the better, this girl knew who they were already that couldn't be helped but as for other things…

"That…is a personal issue." Auron said simply as if discussing the weather. Jecht raised an eyebrow at the stiff before sitting and making himself comfortable on the surprisingly soft sofa, the Zanarkand man kind of wished he had some popcorn for the upcoming spectacle. Jecht patted the seat next to him as he faced Braska clearly indicating he wanted his company on the furniture. Braska sat just as Ressia raised an eyebrow at Auron.

"Personal?" Ressia tonged as if the word was foreign to her. Auron nodded simply as Ressia watched him.

"You expect me to be your 'guide' in this world but yet refuse to explain what I'm guiding you to...ya makes perfect sense Auron." Ressia said non-pulsed as she faced the legendary guardian. Jecht snickered as Ressia addressed his friend who was looking a bit taken aback by the sarcasm. This girl had a tongue she really knew how to use.

"…" Auron remained silent as Ressia stared him down. After a moment Ressia shrugged before turning to Braska.

"Anyways…you'll have to tell me sooner or later. First we change your clothes!" All three men raised an eyebrow at her statement.

"Come on! You can't walk around like that! You'll attract far too much attention." Ressia stated stubbornly. She was not letting them wonder that way, they'd ether A) end up in a mental house or B) given the award for most dedicated Cosplay in the country…and she doubted it'd be the latter. Auron surprisingly was the only one to disagree with the decision. Jecht and Braska followed her to her room as Auron followed reluctantly.

"I doubt you have cloths to fit us!" Jecht said as they entered her room. Ressia rolled her eyes, oh would they be surprised. Ressia walked over to her closet as Auron observed her room. Messy. Her bed was cluttered with several pillows all in disarray and tangled sheets, all of which were in varying colors ranging from light purple to black. Her walls were black as were her curtains on her one window. She had several drawings and clothing sketches plastered over her walls and bed. What stood out was the huge walk-in closet that could pass for a master bedroom, most unusual for a one bedroom apartment.

"Uh…here we go!" Ressia exclaimed as she reached up into the top of her closet and withdrew a large man sized chest which she surprisingly lifted easily and sat it down. Ressia pulled out a small kunai from somewhere in her closet and went to work on the lock which clicked in a matter of seconds unlocking the chest. Jecht jumped back momentarily in shock as Ressia lifted the lid and a bundle of clothes greeted them, all men sized.

"You were saying Jecht?" Braska asked humorously as he squatted down next to Ressia.

"Where'd you get these? Do you wear them?" Jecht asked as he squatted next to Braska. Ressia smiled sadly a moment before answering softly.

"They're my Ex's. He never came back to claim them when he left me." Auron felt a slight tug of sympathy as she looked at the clothes sadly; she apparently still held feelings for the man. Ressia smiled quickly pretending that she hadn't just been sad and looked at Braska.

"You first!" Braska hesitated but Ressia's encouraging smile prompted him to go on with his selection. He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder before searching the chest. Braska withdrew a black tux like vest.

"How about this?" Braska questioned holding up the clothes. Ressia laughed at the unexpected selection. It had a tux tail, was black with four black buckles latching it closed across the front, sleeveless, and came with a matching buckle choker. Braska also held up a pair of long black trousers with fashioned frayed edges at the bottom.

"haha that's a gothic punk tux! Can't wait to see you in it!" Ressia exclaimed as she pointed towards the bathroom. Braska nodded as he went to change. Ressia waited a moment before turning to Jecht. Jecht popped his knuckles before walking over and squatting next to Ressia.

"So what kinda threads do the ladies find hot?" Auron rolled his eyes at Jecht's inquiry as Ressia raised an eyebrow at him.

"Aren't you married Jecht?" Ressia dead-panned at the star Blitzer.

"Doesn't mean I don't like being stared at!" Jecht said with a smug shrug of his shoulders. Ressia stared at him a moment before reaching in and fishing out a pair of black trip pants and a custom made black muscle shirt that had a white version of Jecht's tattoo on the front with white splatter marks in varying sizes surrounding it. Ressia remembered briefly the first time Markus had come home with this shirt all proud and smiling. Pushing the memory aside she handed the clothing to Jecht.

"That's a lot of chains." Jecht mumbled as he held up the pants. Just as Ressia was about to respond Braska emerged from the bathroom in his new garments. Oh yes…he was attractive. Despite the thick robes and everything he had worn, he was well toned and the clothing just seemed to fit him perfectly. Ressia noted his hair was loose and long kinda like Laguna's from FF8, she had pictured it short maybe like luzzu's from the game but seeing this she really had to question how he managed the heat in his summoner garb. Auron on the other hand seemed mildly put off by his summoner wearing such 'reveling' clothing compared to what he was used to.

"Well well, aren't you the hotstuff! Who knew under all those clothes Braska was attractive!" Jecht teased earning a slightly embarrassed shaking of the head from Braska. Ressia laughed slightly before turning to Jecht.

"You're turn; let's see if you are half as attractive as Braska." Jecht snorted as he flicked his nose and carried his clothing to the bathroom to change. Ressia and Braska both turned to Auron who raised an eyebrow at the duo.

"Auron…" Braska began causing Auron to turn away from them.

"No." Auron said simply as if the matter was settled. Ressia stood and walked over to him till she stood in front of the guardian. Auron gave one of his signature glares, which Ressia was surprised to see actually did make you feel small and immature. Steeling herself she glared right back as she spoke.

"You can't walk around like that…not in…my…world. I will be logical and say it would be in your benefit not to draw so much attention as Jecht will draw, it will only hinder you." Auron's glare softened a little. Ressia had used a powerful tactic by using his duty to get to him. He would have to watch her. Auron stared at her a moment longer before walking over to her chest and withdrawing some clothes that Braska nor Ressia could see before walking to the living room to change.

Just as Auron left Jecht returned in his new cloths. Ressia looked at him. Whereas Braska had an elegant and graceful handsomeness Jecht had a sharp and quick beauty to him. She wondered momentarily where the looks had gone when Tidus's genetic make-up was fashioning him during his growth. Jecht sniggered rousing Ressia from her thoughts and causing her to realize she'd been staring.

"I guess these clothes will work." Jecht teased and laughed. Ressia sighed and turned to Braska. After a moment she was able to get Braska to let her braid his hair making him appear even more attractive. A whistle from Jecht caused Ressia to turn and see Auron standing in the doorway. She could have sworn her heart stopped in her chest. He wore a simple lose, baggy, red sweater with a wide neck line and a pair of Black cargo pants. He oozed pure male…this was going to be a problem. Ressia was the type of girl who was never truly attracted to a male unless they were dating and for a while at that but Auron had caught her attention just by wearing simple clothing that was more modest than Braska and Jecht's.

"Ressia?" Braska repeated startling Ressia from her straying thoughts. Blushing heavily she muttered something incoherently about needing a shower and changing as she shut herself in the bathroom. Auron raised an eyebrow as she shut herself away to go clean. He had noticed her staring and the heated gaze as she took in his appearance, as had Jecht and Braska. Auron looked at Jecht who was laughing whole heartedly and blushed lightly. Braska clasped his shoulder in passing and was also laughing lightly as he made his way to the living room followed by Jecht. Auron glanced at the bathroom door before leaving to follow his companions.

"Who knew Auron was such a lady's man?" Jecht chuckled as he plopped down on Ressia's couch. Auron glared at Jecht. He had had several women swoon and fawn over him due to his attractiveness and legendary guardian status. Sure he had never bedded one before believe it or not, it had been against the teachings for pre-marital sex, and then he had died so there really was no point and even if there was he was too busy with his promise and to guilt ridden to adhere to any such desires. It was all together just against his sense of morals. Years of training and teachings aside.

"Afraid you have competition Jecht?" Auron smirked as he walked over to the computer desk. Jecht laughed at the absurdity of the statement, he was the great Jecht! Everyone wanted him. As Jecht began a rant of how awesome he was Braska had found some papers lying under some scattered Cosplay things on the coffee table and was scanning it.

"Hey Auron, this looks like your name somewhat." Braska called as he held the small packet and continued to scan it. Auron and Jecht both went over to Braska and peered over his shoulder.

Ressia sighed as she turned off the shower and began to dry herself off; she mentally berated herself as she looked in the mirror. All that Fanfiction and admiration for the character had really gotten to her. These guys were exact look alikes of the characters it was un-nerving! But yet why did it feel as if they were truly honest to? She had dreams and hopes, impossible ones but yet if they…maybe her hopes and dreams weren't so impossible after all. Ressia told herself she'd see this to the end, no matter what. Ressia walked into her room making sure the door was shut and began to look for some clothes, settling for a black tank and long black skirt with built in shorts underneath. Hair still damp and somewhat dry, Ressia walked into the living room to see the three men peering at a packet in Braska's hands. Ressia frowned confused and then as realization dawned on her she blushed lightly as she walked over and took the packet from them.

"Hey! We were trying to read that!" Jecht cried. Ressia looked at the three men who had raised eyebrows at her simultaneously.

"It's nothing." Ressia said as she tried to walk away and put it away somewhere. Auron blocked her.

"Why is my name on there?" Auron asked as his impassive gaze seemed to eat at her. Ressia blushed furiously.

"Your name?" Ressia Stuttered trying to avoid his gaze, Auron frowned. He may not have been able to read the writing but it looked so similar to his name he had ventured a guess. So far based on her reaction he had guessed right. After a moment of stressed silence Ressia couldn't take much more and spoke up.

"It's…a Fanfic."

"A what?" Braska asked curiously. Ressia's blush deepened.

"It's a made up story with Auron as the main character." Ressia said almost embarrassed.

"Read it to me." Auron said simply. Ressia looked between all three men before steading her breath. She doubted Auron would find an Aurikku pairing as appropriate. As Ressia read the fanfic to them Auron began to blush as she described 'Rikku's feelings' and then 'his feelings'. Jecht was snickering as Braska's eyes widened and he began to blush. Auron thought he'd burst into flame as Ressia began to describe the intimacy 'him' and 'Rikku' were sharing. As Ressia began to describe the size and girth of his member and how Rikku couldn't wait to taste it, he hastily snatched the papers from her and turned away from them. Ressia stood looking at the ground as embarrassment flushed her features. Braska coughed awkwardly at the stretched silence and turned to Ressia expressing his hunger and Jecht's as well. Thankful for a reason to leave Auron to himself she hurried them to the kitchen. Auron slowly looked down at the papers he held. Him and Rikku? He had never pictured the young Al Bhed that way, and what was even more disturbing was how it had mildly aroused him. He looked over his shoulder to the kitchen watching Ressia joking and laughing with his friends. She read this kind of stuff about him? Yes he was a little angry but yet…flattered? He tossed the papers onto her computer desk as he walked into the kitchen. The only true problem he had was how many others read such things about him.

oOo

"Where are we?" Braska asked as he looked up at the humongous building. There were foreign words on the top of the four story giant but they were not in any of the script he knew of. He looked to the entrance to see many families and people walking in and some walking out with large bags. Braska turned to Auron and Jecht who were bickering as usual over how Jecht had wrongly tried to drive the car from the back seat almost causing everyone to wreak. Ressia stood watching them a moment giving up on trying not to let them cause a scene and walked over to Braska.

"The mall, it's where we buy things like from a collective group of merchants." Ressia said smiling a little. Braska turned to her.

"And why are we here?" Ressia looked at him and then thoughtfully up at the sky a moment before responding.

"Well…I need a few things."

"How is that constructive to our objective?" Auron asked as he walked over with a black-eyed Jecht. Ressia's eyes widened.

"Why did you hit Jecht! That black eye is going to draw a lot of stares!" Ressia cried out in exasperation. Auron glared at her not feeling the need to explain himself. Ressia folded her arms, he was really turning out to be an asshole…all those fanfics and the game didn't do him justice.

"You know what, it's not constructive. How can anything I do be constructive if I don't even know what the "objective" is?" Auron's glare turned withering causing Ressia to finch slightly. Auron smirked in slight triumph, served this girl right, who was she to speak to him thusly? She was turning into a real hindrance. Ressia and him glared for a moment before she turned away from him and began to walk to the mall, a frowning Braska following her.

"Hmph, I take back the lady's man comment. You have no grace with a fuming female." Auron growled under his breath to which Jecht ignored and began to walk off whistling. After a moment and a few deep breaths Auron composed himself and slowly trailed after his companions.

oOo

"Hold this Braska." Ressia said as she handed him a three foot katana and turned to the cashier to pay for it. Jecht snorted, they had been her for two hours now and he was bored. He had tried bugging Auron, but apparently the big lug was still sore from the car incident. Jecht watched as Ressia turned and took the sword back from Braska and started admiring the blade. Heh, he could show her a nice blade. Jecht chuckled under his breath. Truth be told he had already imagined all the naughty bits featuring her he could, and now wanted to see a new lady to imagine things about. Jecht yawned but stopped mid-way through as a slim, tall, and well-endowed woman walked into the store. He flicked his nose as he walked over to her.

oOo

Ressia watched as the light bent around the double folded steel of the blade. Her eyes shown in admiration, this would truly be a perfect Sephroth sword! She shared a look with Braska who also appeared to be appraising it, earning a small smile and slight nod from him. Auron sighed as they both looked like love-sick puppies over the object. The sword was not only an ill equipped fighting tool but also a storage issue. There was no way a person could fight with such a long blade; the weight of said blade would be far heavier than the hilt causing a strong unbalancement for the user. As for carrying it, it would drag on the ground damaging the sheath and Auron could only speculate how you could draw the weapon with the speed necessary for sudden combat situations. Ressia in her excitement turned to look for Jecht to show him as well only to find him with the one person she couldn't stand, well second person. Braska watched the smile drop from Ressia's face in a heartbeat and followed her line of sight. Jecht was speaking with a woman.

"Who's that?" Braska asked, rousing Auron from his thoughts to see who the high summoner was referring to. Auron took note of her appearance with a single glance. Shoulder length blonde-platinum hair, blue eyes, slender waisted with fair sized hips and chest. Auron frowned at his mental note and this time observed her closer. Her clothing was that of a low necked, tight, red dress that came just low enough to be worn in public. Her clothing stated confidence and the way she walked gave the impression of an 'experienced' woman. Her flirting with Jecht clearly demonstrated her practiced feminine power over the male psyche.

"Her name's Catherine." Ressia stated with a dead panned look. Ressia walked over to Jecht with Braska and Auron close behind her. Catherine looked up as the party approached her, her eyes flicking between Braska and Auron. She smirked lightly as her gaze locked on Auron and was now ignoring Jecht who hadn't seemed to notice.

"Hello Ressia, who are your charming…friends?" Catherine asked with false cheeriness never taking her eyes off Auron who had a near invisible blush on his cheeks. Ressia remained impassive as she answered.

"No one you need to know." Braska, Auron, and Jecht looked at her with a raised eyebrow as they all three noticed the slight bitterness she had tried but failed to keep out of her voice. Catherine's fake smile feel slightly as her eyes drooped.

"Still sore over Markus?" Hatred, pure hatred shown in Ressia's eyes as she glared at her. Catherine chuckled lightly as she walked past Ressia and offered her hand to Auron in greeting.

"Catherine Montage." Auron simply nodded not taking the pre-offered hand. Catherine smiled brightly as she asked his name.

"Auron."

"Just…Auron?" Catherine questioned. Ressia swallowed her anger, Catherine would go searching for Aurons all across the globe to just learn the man's favorite color…and sooner or later…plus she had little doubt Jecht didn't already use his name.

"Auron Montez," Ressia began gaining everyone's attention. "Jecht Bringer, and Braska Bhedian." Catherine raised an eyebrow in suspicion before seeming to accept the answer.

"Well I hope to meet you three again." Catherine said with a wink to Auron and Braska and a slow rub of Jecht's arm in passing as she turned to leave.

"Don't count on it…Mary Sue…" Ressia said earning a glare from Catherine who after a tense moment blew Ressia a kiss as she walked off. As Auron began to speak Ressia snapped.

"DON'T!" They stared as a single angry tear ran down Ressia's cheek.

"Don't ask." Ressia choked as she left the store, the three men following hesitantly.

Ya I know I've taken forever to update, For those who haven't given up on me thank you! A sucky chapter but next time I hope to get some action and major plot going. I've been sick, caught up in school, and dealing with some emotional issues involving love and friendship. Kinda have my real life fic going which is taken up a chunk of my time. Next I shall be Updating Akimichi Choji, I mean it! Thanks for the support, R&R if you want :P until next we meet!