Life of the Blitzed
a/n: GO BACKAND READ THE END OF CHAPTER 5!!! I added new stuff to the end, so you'll be lost if you don't read it!! Again, thank you SO MUCH for bearing with me on this, and i love every one of you! Now let's DO ET!
Chapter 6: Band-aids and Lettuce
The band-aids flew everywhere when Tidus threw them at his wounded companion. Yuna tried to snatch as many as she could out of the air before they fell in between the bleachers. Without looking at her, Tidus grabbed the damp, bloody paper towels Yuna handed him and left towards a trashcan.
Tidus had taken her to the sleek, silver Luca spherepool. It was the big, official one—not just one of the training spheres that Yuna practiced in—yet no one else was there. Of course, this was because it was rented out to the Zanarkand Abes for conditioning in an hour. The water was in the re-filtering process in preparation and was thus closed to the public. Tidus, however, was obviously recognizable as the star player of the Abes, so they got in without a problem.
Yuna was left to sit on the bleachers and watch the water churn as she applied her band-aids. Tidus would not look at her since the incident with Seymour. He was obviously annoyed… 'most likely with both Seymour AND me,' the brunette could not help but hypothesize.
The blonde blitzer sighed heavily as he sat down, staring blankly, yet intently, at the spherepool.
"Thank you," Yuna said after a silence that to her felt like half an hour. "Thanks for, um, carrying me, and… um, the band aids."
He shook his head as if to say "don't mention it", but his expression didn't change. Finally, he began to speak.
"So I forgot… I have practice for two hours before we can go home. You'll have to sit and watch… I would have said you could go and do something else in the mean time, but it might be best to keep your weight off that ankle…"
After a long hesitation, he added, "Sorry."
Yuna smiled nervously, even though he wasn't looking at her. "Um, I should really be apologizing to you! I'm really sorry this all happened… I'm sure we'll get in trouble with Seymour as well."
The athlete snorted, looking at Yuna for the first time. "Well, I will at least… he wants to get on you, so I'm sure he'll let you off easy."
Tidus began laughing as Yuna grew red, but it wasn't the Tidus-laugh that Yuna was so used to… it was a strange, strained laugh… one that sounded sad, dirty, and bitter. It sounded off, and it frightened Yuna.
All of a sudden, he looked up at the sky and stood up. "Anyways, I'm going to go change. You can, I don't know, do your homework, or…" he looked down at Yuna's feet, "…oh. I thought we forgot something."
All their things were still at school. They must have forgotten them in the struggle against Seymour. Yuna began to perspire heavily, though she tried to look composed and nonchalant.
Tidus could of course see through the act, and let out a "ha" as he reassured her that "we'll go get our stuff before you go home, okay? Don't worry about it… I forget my stuff all the time."
With that, he clanged down the bleachers on his way to the locker room. As an afterthought, he turned around and tossed his commsphere, pulled from his pocket, to Yuna without explanation. Yuna nodded her head and watched him go.
It had been 35 minutes, and still Yuna sat alone, fiddling with Tidus's commsphere. The other players of the Zanarkand Abes had joined Tidus in the locker room in the meantime, throwing curious glances to Yuna as they walked by.
Glancing up at the door for the thousandth time, Yuna sighed. It was beginning to go dark outside and she felt her stomach rumbling.
But before Yuna could go back to cleaning the commsphere screen AGAIN, a group of players emerged from the locker room. Yuna scanned them quickly for Tidus, and upon noting he was not among them, decided to look closer at the blitzers.
Four players had stepped into the aisles of the great stadium; first was a young man who looked in his twenties sporting spiky brown-and-red hair. He seemed to be the most talkative. Behind him was a huge, heavily tan man with short, curly, black hair, perhaps in his early thirties. The next player was so quiet and small that Yuna almost missed him—a slouching, shifty-eyed blonde who seemed to emanate contempt. His arms were crossed, and his mullet was accented by a pair of goggles on his forehead and spiky, side-swept pink bangs. He was followed by a busty, serious-looking woman, with goggles on her face and her meticulously small brown braids swept back into a pony tail, all save a few which fell in her face.
Spiky-boy didn't hide his curiosity as he walked right up to Yuna, pursued by his comrades.
"So you're Tidus's latest hottie?" Spiky-boy's attitude reminded Yuna of Gippal… only Gippal was less rude.
Yuna was speechless as she stared at him with huge eyes, her face turning the maximum shade of red.
Looking her up and down again, Spiky changed his mind. "Naw… you're not as slutty as the usual Tidus-one-night-stand-I-mean-"girlfriend"." On the "girlfriend" bit, Spiky moved his fingers like quotation marks.
"Yevon! What happened to your leg?!" the woman chirped in. Her voice sounded more curious than genuinely concerned.
Yuna tried to hide her leg from view, failing miserably. "It's really nothing… hard to explain."
After an awkward silence, Yuna added, "I'm Yuna… I go to school with Tidus."
"Ah! So you must be like… his tutor of something. Tidus doesn't exactly have the same way with grades as he has with goals." Yuna didn't even try to correct him. "All right, I'm Shaft." Spiky was saying, "This is Toma," he gestured to the brown, curly-haired one, "Kiryl," the small one with the mullet and pink bangs, "and Naya," the woman with braids. Toma and Naya nodded, while Kiryl just kind of spaced out to one direction. Yuna laughed nervously and bowed a little.
By this time, the other players were filing out, along with two blondes that Yuna recognized—Shuyin and Tidus. Shuyin was wearing black swim trunks and a white T-shirt, but this time with all his piercing gone, much to his dismay. Still, even without them, he looked dark as ever. Tidus, on the other hand, was wearing similarly black team practice trunks with a thin, black, sleeveless, zip-up vest, held on by silver clasps and belts. He seemed down—not his up-beat, hyper self, and Yuna could begin to see the circles under his eyes. Yuna could tell by the sly glances of his teammates that this was not Tidus's usual state at practice.
"HEY! BOY! 'GIT OVER HERE!"
Yuna knew that voice. Turning around, she looked up at Jecht standing on the upper bleachers, hands on his hips as he called over his legacy.
After a dejected, disinterested glance, Tidus dragged himself up the bleachers towards his "old man". In the mean time, Jecht saluted Yuna, smirking.
"Nice PE uniform!" Jecht called loud enough so everyone could hear. The players snickered.
"Thanks." Yuna surrendered, slumping a little.
As Jecht yelled at Tidus about one thing or another, Shuyin sauntered over to Yuna. Placing one foot on the level upon which she sat, Tidus's darker half greeted her.
"So… what is with the PE uniform?" Yuna should have known.
"It's a long story, Shuyin, I'm sorry, but I really don't want to go into it right now."
Shuyin shrugged. "That's fair. If you need them, you can borrow some of Lenne's clothes when we get to Jecht's house… I heard you're coming over to dinner."
The brunette raised her eyebrows. "Lenne's clothes? Why would you have Lenne's clothes?" Shuyin grinned evilly. "No reason."
Yuna was thankful when Jecht blew his whistle to begin practice. She did not want to go any further in that conversation…
All at once, Jecht was yelling instructions and the Zanarkand Abes moved as a single unit, diving straight into the spherepool. They all moved so fast that Yuna could barely keep track of them… except Tidus, of course, who always seemed to have the ball.
Yuna watched him intently without the fear of him noticing—when he was playing, he didn't notice anything else. It was funny… when practice was about to begin, Tidus seemed to lose all interest in Yuna. She knew of course that Blitzball was his passion, maybe even what his life was all about, and she knew that she was just "some girl" to him, but still… it almost hurt her feelings a little to know that Tidus loved a blue and white ball more than her.
Yuna came back to Spira for a moment as Tidus leaped out of the spherepool, flipping in the air before missing the ball. Jecht was yelling at him "YOU CHICKENED OUT, TIDUS! THAT COULD HAVE BEEN A JECHT SHOT, BUT YOU CHICKENED OUT, YOU LITTLE PANSEY! WHAT, YOU GONNA DROP THE BALL AGAIN?! YOU GONNA CRY?!" The game continued on around Tidus as he stopped and gave Jecht the most terrifying glare Yuna had ever seen grace his near-perfect features.
That was the scariest thing about Tidus… he changed so quickly. One moment he was a total joker, the next he was the sweetest person Yuna could imagine, and in the subsequent second he was dark and angry. Of course, most of the time he was just innocently teasing Yuna, but… the way he had been acting before practice almost scared Yuna.
Everyone at school always said Tidus was shallow, but obviously there was more to him than that…
He gracefully stole the ball as he swam swiftly by Shaft, before shoving player after player aside with what seemed like little effort, hurling the ball directly into the goal. Yuna watched him as if his game would somehow show her who he really was…
"…and that's why you can't do things like that, idiot! You leave yourself wide open and someone WILL attack you! You have to blend in with your teammates until you are positive you can score!"
Jecht was still directing Tidus, even as they were on their way home. The lecturing Jecht, miserable Tidus, bored Shuyin, and nervous Yuna all sat in the transport the famous blitz triumvirate owned; it was technology from Zanarkand that looked like a human-sized bullet and automatically carried them to their desired destination, home. It was like a mini-airship, Yuna noted, reminding herself to explain it to Gippal at school.
When they arrived at Mansion Jecht, the owner of the home was still yelling at poor Tidus. Yuna didn't understand… Tidus obviously played the best out of all of them. Shuyin just rolled his eyes and grabbed Yuna by the wrist, dragging her through the giant double front doors and up the winding white staircase in the front entryway.
The mansion really WAS a mansion… with three stories, a giant front gate, and a garage that held two similar transports as well as a midsized airship. The staircase up which Yuna was being dragged wound around in an upward spiral, directly below a giant skylight. Instead of stopping at the third floor, the stairs continued up to the ceiling, ending into the corner of the skylight. Shuyin brought Yuna to the second floor.
Several hallways later, the two arrived at Shuyin's room. The door was blank save for a metal plaque that read "SHUYIN". Under that, someone—Yuna assumed Lenne—had taped a scrap of paper that said in curly handwriting "I cleaned your room… hope you don't mind! I know you like everything in a certain place… sorry! I'll see you later tonight, babe! Love ya!" The note ended with a lipstick-ed kiss.
Without a second glance, Shuyin kicked open the door and sat Yuna on his bed. The bed was not made, but apart from that, the room was relatively clean. Of course, Shuyin didn't have much clutter to keep clean—there was a desk with only paper and pens on its surface, a chest of drawers, a closet, and a keyboard in a corner. A small sphere sat in an alcove with a beanbag chair opposite. There was one large window from which Yuna could see the backyard—which was basically a park—and next to it hung a whiteboard neatly split into a chart of days of the week with notes for practice schedules, homework due dates, and dates with Lenne. On the other walls, there wasn't much more than a few posters and flyers advertising big Blitzball events, as well as a couple advertising concerts, singles, and albums from Lenne.
As Shuyin rifled through his drawers for some of Lenne's clothes, Yuna looked at the photograph taped up by the head of Shuyin's low, queen-sized bed. It showed Shuyin and Lenne at some trendy nightclub—Yuna assumed somewhere in Zanarkand. They were sitting on a couch behind a table. Lenne sat partially turned towards Shuyin in an outfit seemingly just off the stage, with one hand on the back of her boyfriend's shoulder and the other on his chest. She was laughing as her long hair spilled over both her shoulders and Shuyin's, peering up at the camera through her broad, open-mouthed smile. Shuyin, caught in the moment, smiled down at her, not caring if the camera caught his uncharacteristically white teeth and disheveled suit.
The man in the picture turned around sighing with several garments draped from his arms. Yuna snapped back to attention as he tossed Lenne's pop-star attire onto his bed.
"Choose whatever… I don't think she'll mind much, and I'm not good at clothes and all that."
Yuna giggled and nodded, pawing through the clothes as she began, "I love that picture… where was it taken?"
Shuyin looked up, confused, before saying "Oh, that?" he gestured to the photograph. "Yea, that's from Zanarkand… Lenne said I should put more stuff on the walls… she says my room is dreary… I don't like clutter on my walls like she and Tidus do, but I don't mind that picture…" Shuyin turned away, folding some clothes that had wrinkled in his search for Lenne's stuff, Yuna guessed to hide his blush. Yuna could hardly help but blush too—Shuyin was scary and intense when by himself, but paired with Lenne, he was so happy… they both were so happy. That happiness spread to Yuna just by looking at the picture.
"So… when are you going to propose?" Yuna teased innocently. Shuyin turned away, but she could see his ears go red. "Just pick some clothes… you can change in there." He pointed to the bathroom door connected to his room.
Yuna grabbed the clothes as she made her way to the bathroom. It was gigantic inside, with a Jacuzzi tub and a shower, as well as a full counter top and floor-length mirrors. Yuna chose an off-white shirt that went over her hips over black skinny jeans that bunched around her ankles. The top had a halter strap and a deeply plunging neckline, as well as a very low back. It draped across her chest and fell loosely on her… on second thought, Yuna felt kind of uncomfortable. On the other hand, it was actually the least revealing outfit of the bunch… so Yuna had to settle. She sighed as she pulled her hair back in a ponytail, letting her bangs and random strands escape. Yuna wasn't at all surprised to find eyeliner on the counter, and used a little.
When she emerged from the bathroom, she found Shuyin's room to be empty, with nothing but a strappy pair of black high-heels in the middle of the floor. Yuna wasn't sure if she would be able to walk in them with both her sprained ankle and her natural clumsiness, but she sat on the bed and began putting them on.
Suddenly, the unmistakable voice of Jecht crackled through a mysterious speaker: "EVERYONE REPORT TO THE DINING ROOM… hehehe…" Jecht was obviously enjoying the intercom…
Yuna jumped, unable to find where the voice was coming from. She finished fastening her shoe as fast as she could before shakily getting to her feet and finding her balance.
She stepped out of Shuyin's room, unsure of where to go next. Slowly, she retraced her steps and found her way to the stairs. Clutching the slender railing for dear life, she carefully made her way down. From the bottom, she was unsure which way to go. There was a giant archway with two smaller doors to each side. Taking her chances, Yuna stepped through the archway, hesitantly following the path. After several large rooms and announcements from Jecht later, Yuna heard a familiar voice calling her name from behind her.
"Yuna…" Tidus breathed, causing the girl in question to spin around rapidly, nearly falling off her heels. Tidus lurched forward, as if he expected her to fall, but quickly crossed his arms to hide his intentions.
"The dining room is over here."
As Yuna followed Tidus, she noticed he was wearing a nice, white, long-sleeved and collared dress shirt. It was wrinkled from being balled up and thrown on the ground, and Tidus wore it open with a white wife-beater beneath it. His jeans were sagging and Yuna was embarrassed to see his white and blue boxers with little blitzballs on them. He was barefoot, but still just taller than Yuna.
The room into which they stepped was huge; the ceiling was high and arched like a church of Yevon, and not one, but three chandeliers hung from it. There where large, church-like windows on the far side, and the marble of the floor made Yuna's shoes click. The table was of deep, dark wood with intricate designs, and seated probably thirty people on either side, as well as one chair on each end. Jecht sat at the head of the table, opposite the window so he could look out. Shuyin sat to his side, wearing a shirt similar to that of Tidus, only black and buttoned completely except for the up most two buttons. A thick, gold chain wound around his neck, and his hair was slicked back. Jecht, the least formal of the four, wore a T-shirt with a tuxedo print on the front, but slicked back his wild mane. All the same, some of the front-most strands came free and hung in his brilliant blue eyes—eyes that Tidus had inherited.
Tidus sat begrudgingly on the other side of his father, though he left a couple seats between Jecht and himself. He immediately sighed heavily and clunked his head down on the table. Yuna sat on the other side of Tidus, not wanting to come between the two.
Once everyone was seated, Jecht cleared his throat and dramatically rang a little bell placed by his wine glass. "DINNAAAAH!!!" Jecht screamed in a girl's voice. Yuna could not help but giggle a little. Shuyin did not look amused, and Tidus didn't remove his head from the table.
To Yuna's surprise, none other than Kimahri emerged from the kitchen door, wearing the top half of a tuxedo and carrying a silver tray. Yuna made a mental note to ask him about it later.
"Kimahri hope Sir Jecht enjoy dinner." The blue kitty-man spoke in the most formal tone he could.
Once they were all served, they ate in awkward silence. Shuyin ate only a few bites before resigning to stare longingly at the window, while Tidus merely twirled his lettuce around with his fork, his chin in his other hand. Jecht ordered Kimahri to "take away this grape-shit and give me some REAL booze", to which Kimahri responded to bringing out a six-pack of beers, all still in the bottle. Jecht drank all of them.
After what seemed like hours, Jecht spoke, his mouth full of food. This was a habit of Jecht's Yuna would soon get used to.
"So what do you want to do when you're older, Yuna?"
Yuna swallowed her food before beginning. "I want to become a Summoner… I want to carry on the tradition of Yevon and bring the people hope. Either that, or a White Mage. I really can't imagine myself doing anything else, honestly."
Jecht let out a "hmm". He obviously didn't care too much about the Church of Yevon… Yuna knew. At least Tidus and Shuyin seemed to be listening… well… Shuyin did. Tidus glanced up, but returned to destroying his lettuce soon after.
After another awkward silence, Jecht spoke again, spewing food.
"I think you should pursue Blitzball."
Yuna nearly spat out her water. Tidus dropped his fork and looked up at his father. Shuyin kept his composure, but was all of a sudden much more interested in the conversation.
"W-what? I… I'm sorry, Sir Jecht, but… I really don't think-"
"I know what I'm talkin' about," Jecht interrupted, serious. "I've seen you play, Yuna. You have potential. You need to begin practicing if you want to make something out of yourself." He took a swig of his fourth beer.
Tidus and Shuyin both turned their heads to look at Yuna, waiting for her response. She could only squeak out, "When did you see me play?"
Jecht leaned back in his chair. "You practice in a public spherepool. You didn't think anyone would see you?"
Yuna turned red… she really hadn't considered the possibility of someone seeing her. But she guessed it could have been worse… maybe…
Jecht looked at Yuna for a few moments before returning to his food. "Think about it. We have a small spherepool here if you can't get a slot in at the Luca Stadium. I can easily get you a tryout for the Besaid Aurochs whenever is best for you."
Tidus snorted and Shuyin raised his eyebrows as he looked at his uncle. "The Aurochs? Is it even worth it to play for them?" he began.
Jecht didn't look up, concentrating on his food. "I said she had potential, I didn't say she was a ready-made player. Playing real games is what gives ya experience. I say go for it."
The color drained from Yuna's face. She hadn't known Jecht for long, but she knew him well enough that she could tell he wouldn't drop the subject until she was playing.
"Thank you Sir, I'll consider it." she said sickly.
Jecht waved his large hand in the air. "Call me Jecht! And I don't want you to consider it, I want you to DO it! Tidus, keep on her back until she says yes. Don't let go of her."
Tidus turned slightly red. "I don't see how…" Yuna could not catch the rest of what he was mumbling, as he grabbed his dishes and took them into the kitchen. Shuyin followed after throwing a questioning glance at Jecht. The "old man" nodded, sending his nephew off.
"So Yuna," he said, wiping his mouth, "do you want Tidus to walk you home? Or should I call your pa? You can always spend the night if it's too late for you-"
Yuna interrupted. "I'm fine on my own, I really am!"
"I'll walk her home," Tidus concluded as he walked back into the room, remaining on his feet. He threw a meaningful glance at Yuna. "I need to do some stuff anyways."
Jecht looked from boy to girl several times before grinning widely and lacing his hands behind his head. "I see how it is. I'll leave you two youngsters alone, then!"
Yuna was about to protest when Tidus cut in coldly, "Come on, Yuna." The angry tone in his voice took Yuna aback.
The girl tottered after the trudging Tidus on her heels, trying to keep up while keeping weight off her ankle. Tidus could most likely hear her uneven step, but he didn't look back, nor speak. He flung open the front door and waited for her to exit, closing the door behind her.
As he caught and overtook her speed, Tidus spoke. "I hope you're not too cold," he said quietly without looking at her.
After ten minutes of walking in silence, Yuna could not help but speak.
"Tidus…? Is there something wrong? You've seemed kind of… I don't know… distant."
Tidus threw a glance back to her, but Yuna caught the glint of sadness in his eye. "You're really nice, Yuna," he said as he turned away once again. "I really hope Seymour doesn't rape you."
"Wha-?" Yuna breathed as her eyes grew big. Tidus threw his head back and laughed—his regular Tidus-laugh. Yuna felt relieved for the first time that night.
"And I didn't know you played Blitzball!"
Yuna was glad it was dark so he couldn't see her blush. He fell back in step with her as she stammered, "I-I'm sure I've told you before…" Tidus shrugged. "Must have forgotten then, sorry… the Besaid Aurochs, though, that's gotta suck!"
"Hey…! The Besaid Aurochs are really nice guys… I'm sure you'd think differently if you met them…"
Tidus was unconvinced. "Uh huh…"
The blonde looked up at the sky and sighed, placing his hands behind his head. "What does it feel like to fight things… like, in the wild… when you summon those giant aeons?"
Yuna rolled her eyes. "Well, THAT wasn't random."
The boy cackled, startling Yuna. He grabbed her hands and began dancing around in a circle. "You made a joke! You were sarcastic! That's the first time I've seen you try to be funny!"
Yuna laughed, embarrassed. "I do joke around, you know… just not around you."
He looked genuinely confused. "Really?! You always seem so… serious."
The brunette laughed out loud, covering her mouth as she spoke, "Well, I guess I really am, but I'm not a complete robot, you know? That's why I like being around you-!" Yuna was embarrassed that she had said it.
Tidus looked at her. His smile still played on his lips, but he looked sincere. "Thanks… I guess it musta' sucked for you when I wasn't feeling so hot them."
Surprised at where the conversation was going, Yuna shook her head. "No… you're allowed to be human too. It… makes you less intimidating."
He laughed. "Intimidating?! I'm intimidating?!"
Yuna could not believe he didn't see it. "Are you kidding? Everyone's intimidated by you… you're just so… self-confident and… perfect."
"…Really? People think that? HA. I'm the opposite of perfect… sorry to break your heart there, Yuna."
For the thousandth time of the day, Yuna turned red. "You haven't broken my heart yet."
Tidus smiled. "I'll keep working on that, then." How come Yuna could never decipher what Tidus meant?!
Yuna waited nervously outside the school fence as Tidus retrieved their stuff from the locker room. She had no idea how he did it, but when he returned, he had all her things.
"Where is your stuff?" she asked. Tidus just smirked. "I want an excuse to not do my homework."
When they reached Yuna's house, it was fairly late at night. The girl would have preferred to leave Tidus a block away, so that her father would not see her with a boy. Her father was relatively paranoid about boys, and Yuna didn't want a curfew. But in typical Tidus fashion, the bitzer marched up to and knocked on the Braskas' door.
Lord Braska opened the door tentatively. "Yuna…? What are you doing dressed like this?! And… who is this boy!?"
Tidus seemed to be trained for this situation. He stuck his hand out, looking evenly in the man's eyes. "Tidus. Jecht's my old man. I wanted to walk Yuna home from our house, since it was dark."
Lord Braska squinted. "…Tidus?! Tidus! I don't suppose you remember me… I met you when you were very very young… I was a friend of your father's."
"I know," Tidus said in a bitter tone, "I'm sorry, but I must have been very young."
"Oh, not to worry! I expected as much… would you like to come in…? Maybe for some tea?"
Tidus shook his head, hair falling in his eyes. "No thank you. Maybe some other time? It's late and my old man wants me back. Nice to meet you again!" the young man's bright smile returned as he scooted off the porch of the father and daughter's humble home. As he went, he placed a hand on Yuna's shoulder, whispering "See ya later!"
Yuna stepped into the house as her father called his final goodbyes, sending his regards to Jecht. She ran as fast as she could in her present state up to her room and threw on her PJ's, hoping the thoughts of Tidus would drift into her dreams.
He certainly could turn on the charm when he wanted to. 'To the girl Tidus likes: beware!' Yuna thought… but that trailed away into a sigh as Yuna finally admitted to herself what she had feared for all this time.
She had a crush on Tidus, nothing more, nothing less. But she was sure she would never let anyone know… he was a celebrity—the star of the Zanarkand Abes with a mansion who apparently had a new girlfriend every practice… Yuna recalled Shaft's comment to the word. Not only that, but he obviously had some baggage… Yuna was dumb for liking him, really.
But Yuna could not kid herself. She liked him… his flippy hair and his skill at Blitzball and his issues… she just liked him, no matter that he didn't remember that she played Blitzball.
a/n: OH GOOD LORD IT'S FINALLY UP!!! I always seem to promise things that happen much later than i anticipate... sorry!
I'll update as soon as I can! But remember: your reviews are seriously the reason I am continuing this, so keep them coming if I haven't updated in a bit! You can even just leave a review like "DAMNIT BUCKY YOU PROMISED NOW UPDATE" if it gets really bad XD
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OOPS random note: have any of you guys unlocked the blitz player "yuyui"? it might be in FFX2… I don't know… because I don't know what she looks like I want to use her later in the story! You guys are AWSOME.