Tidus had been mentally preparing himself, pacing back and forth on his phone. He was speaking to someone, I figured it was one of his friends; Wakka, or that Rikku girl that always shows up at awkward times. I was digging through my suitcase at the moment, in search for clothing. I already had my jeans on since it seemed that the night was cool. I pulled out a grey T-shirt, my favorite chain-necklace hung around my neck. I sat there in thought wondering if I should bring a jacket.

"Just in case," I muttered to myself, pulling the darker-grey jacket on. It wasn't too hot, so I didn't zip it up. Soon after, I pulled my socks over my feet, and out of habit I stared at my feet, wiggling my toes for a bit. I had this weird habit since I was little, but it only lasted a few seconds before I returned to what I was really doing. Tidus walked back into the room, and then I realized he had gotten that call right as he stepped out of the shower, because he was still in a towel. After a quick glance, I went back to trying to slide my right foot into my shoe. Soon enough something had hit my head, and when I turned to look, it was Tidus's shoe. I looked up only to see he had another shoe in his hands.

"Get out, so I can change." He said as the other shoe was flung straight at me. I acted quickly, catching it before I suffered another blow to the head. I got angry with the fact that my head was pounding, when he could've just asked nicely. So I slowly stood up and he waited for me to get out. Instead I lunged at him and to dodge he fell against the bed, and I pinned him there. He glared at me for a few seconds, and for some reason he was trying hard not to crack a smile. He was trying to be as serious as I was.

"Next time… Just ask nicely," I kept him there then added, "understood?" With that little episode I hadn't even noticed that Tidus's towel had slipped from around his waist and then onto the floor. I was more focused on if he understood. Once he nodded, and soon enough my eyes wandered down to the floor. I saw the towel and I froze seeing how where I placed my knee, started making this a whole lot more awkward than it should be.

"Am I interrupting something?" Both our attention turned to the man standing there in the door way. I had an embarrassed blush on my face and this perfectly timed moment left me with tense muscles. I froze, hoping that the man would go away, that this whole episode would go away.

We stared at the man with the long hair that resembled the shine of the moon. In an instant Tidus broke his wrists loose, then grabbed the towel covering himself and shoving me off of him. For a second I stumbled. I soon stood up straight, regaining composure as the blonde shoved us out of the room and slammed the door. I stared at the other, he wore a soft blue jacket and a white undershirt, with a soft colored jeans. With the way he presented himself, you would never be able to tell.

"That was… Something," He spoke softly, and his eyes staring me down, they looked as pale as the moon with a hint of blue and lavender. This guy, there was something about him that got to me, but I shrugged it off.

"And you are?" I said, pounding my fist to my chest as a cleared my throat. He smiled, as if an introduction was the thing he loved the most.

"Oh! Pardon me then, I am Cecil Harvey." His lips curled into an amused smile. It was a stupid grin plastered onto his face. Unlike Tidus's smile, I hated his, it gave me chills. I didn't care much for his name, so I looked away from him and at the closed door. He held out his hand, and flexed his fingers as if to say "Give." He wanted my name now, so I stared at his hand for a while and quietly I spoke.

"Squall Leonhart." He smiled and held out his hand for me to shake it. The thought of touching him made me cross my arms and look away, to lock him out. He took the hint and his hand retreated to his side. He cleared his throat now.

"Well… It's a pleasure." He said softly.

"What are you doing here?" With that question, the door behind me opened. Tidus stepped out in black shorts, and a white T-shirt with the Zanarkand Abes symbol on it. Tidus replied to my question.

"Sorry, Squall. Cecil was coming to visit. He wanted to see the festival, and he was already on his way, I couldn't say no." Taking this in, I was hoping he was going to wander off on his own. I nodded.

"Right…" I grumbled as Cecil plastered that grin on his face, it made me sick.

"Oh and… Cecil?" Cecil looked up at the blonde for a moment.

"What you saw, it wasn't anything. Squall got mad that I threw a shoe at his head." With that Cecil chuckled and I threw up a little in my mouth.

"I would get mad too if you threw a shoe at my head." Tidus nodded and chuckled himself, seeing these two talking gave me no reason to scowl, but I did so anyway.

"Come on now, Squall! How about a smile, huh?" The next thing I know, Cecil's index fingers are pulling up the corners of my mouth. My lips curled upward, forcefully. I was about ready to punch him, but instead, I shoved him away.

"Don't touch me." Was all I muttered as I walked past them and towards the front door. I could hear Tidus apologizing for the way I was. Some bullshit about me waking up grumpy, about the sunburn, that maybe I had a headache from the shoe attack. I said nothing, I stepped outside and waited.

It wasn't even the case. I did have a slight headache, but that wasn't what was eating at me. I was hoping to spend time with Tidus alone. Even though, that was obviously not going to happen. What was even worse was that I hoped he wouldn't pick up on the difference later on. This guy, Cecil, I didn't like him. He bothered me, and I'm sure he was going to bother me even more so than I wanted him to.