Competition

After the fighting fiasco, Squall's reputation soared in the class. This was apparent during the remainder of the lunchbreak, when many girls were asking him on dates.

"Man, the girls sure love you." Tidus laughed.

"Shut up!" Squalll growled. The bell rang once more, for the four to go through two more lessons, one for P.E. and one for Literature, or for Luneth, getting past P.E. is the perfect time to see Terra in Literature. But it didn't help the time being, when the four were heading to the P.E. sector. Soon, Luneth found him in the boy's changing room, getting changed into their sports clothes.

"I don't know what the point is in P.E!" Whined Luneth. "It's just a waste of time!"

"Not really." Tidus said. "It could be practice for us if Chaos finds us."

"True, but it's sports, not fighting." Luneth argued.

"You could be surprised. My fighting often uses my blitzballs, so it could be practice for me." Tidus said.

"And what about the rest of us?" Asked Squall. Tidus laughed before scratching his head. Soon, the four were ready to do whatever sport they were ordered to do, being present in a sports pitch, with a woman "coaching" them; she had long black hair, wore the same style of clothes as the girls, and looked very fit. She blew a whistle for the others to pay attention.

"Okay! Today, the class will split from girls and boys. We'll be playing football today, boys split into two teams of six, girls likewise. So, everyone find a team to work with!" Soon, it was a hussle and bussle between the boys and girls, trying to find the right pairs.

"What say we make this fun?" Asked Tidus. "Let's go on different teams? How 'bout it, kid?"

"Well, it would be fun, actually." Luneth said.

"Me and Squall versus you and the kid!" Zidane proposed.

"We'll need four more players though." Squall said. Instantly, all the boys went to Squall, seeing as he was Class President. Eventually, they matched up their players evenly, to six apiece, with Squall and Zidane on one side and Tidus and Luneth on the other. They were teamed with a handful of tough looking classmates, but also with the weak-looking ones.

"Are you ready?" Called the teacher. Both captains (Squall and Tidus) nodded. "Then, game on!" She rolled the ball, to which Squall and Tidus raced for. Squall won the ball and dribbled at extreme speed towards the goal, in which Luneth guarded. Squall made a stamp to the ball, sending it skyward, and kicked it for the goal, but Tidus intercepted it and kicked it with equal force to their own goal, to which it made a powerful score, seeing as the keeper was one of the weak classmates.

"Wow! Nice going, Tidus!" One of his young-looking teammates cheered.

"No problem!" He replied, masking his pain on his foot, because to kick the ball so hard, it'd go at equal speed in the opposite direction, he had to take the impact of Squall's shot pretty hard. Squall gave a grunt.

"Don't give up!" Squall commanded. "Just a lucky shot!" Zidane took control of the ball soon after, doing well dribbling, but would be better if he weren't doing his best concealing his tail. He was confronted by one of the taller boys of the class, to which he craftily shot past him. The shot of course, made a goal, equalising the game.

"Oh yeah!" Zidane cheered.

"Time to get into this game!" Tidus battle-cried. The game went on for some time without a goal. Most of the valiant normal kids made brilliant attempts for goal, but failed when the Warriors intercrepted, or just plain attacked them. It was nearing the end of the match, when Tidus rallied his team together. "We're going all out! Make sure I get the ball and I'll score!"

"How do you know?!" Asked one of the weak students. "President Squall's too strong!"

"I know for sure!" Tidus said. Squall was the one with the ball, much to the opposing team's insecurity. But with the combined tactics of two of the weaker ones to shake up Squall, and Luneth to take the ball, possession was theirs.

"Tidus!" Luneth called, and passed the ball to him.

"Alright, old man! Let's see what your shot can do!" Tidus called, and kicked the ball for Squall, which made a direct hit, sending him flying to the ground, and a second shot to do the same to Zidane, and with a leap, and many 360 degree spins, sent the ball flying for the goal, making a direct hit. Scoring for Tidus' side two goals to one. "Oh yeah!"

"Hmph!" Squall muttered, after recovering. "Lucky shot!" Soon the bell rang, for the next class to start, once the four got their uniforms back on. They were ready to leave the P.E. department, but the P.E. teacher stopped them.

"Tidus, might I have a word?" She prepped.

"Eh, sure?" He said, departing from the three curious companions to hear his teacher out.

"That was a brilliant performance just now." She said.

"Awww, shucks, it was nothing." He said.

"Which is why I'm considering making you a part of the school's football team." She said in dignity. This got Tidus' eyes wide in amazement. "And if you work hard, you may even be captain, like today." Tidus was speechless.

"Yeah, totally!" He said in speechlessness.

"Excellent!" The teacher said. "Friday is sign-up day, so be sure to drop by."

"Thanks, teach'!" He said, before going to Literature to tell his friends.

While this happened. Jecht, on the world of conflict - or more specifically, on Dream's End - felt a sharp sensation befall him. On realising it, he couldn't help but give a hearty laugh. Kuja, who was with him, noticed.

"What's so funny?" He said, taking it as an insult.

"Looks like my little boy's growing into a man!" He growled in content.

"D-Does that mean you know their whereabouts?" Asked Kuja.

"Heh! Nope. I wasn't one to go with inter-dimensional travel hoo-hah, but my instincts as a father doesn't care what dimension my boy's in." Jecht explained.

"Then what is the point in being joyful?" Kuja asked in irritation.

"C'mon, you got a brother on Cosmos' side. You gotta be happy about that little monkey's doin' alright."

"Why would I care about that rat?!" Asked Kuja.

"You can't exactly hate him, seein' as he's your brother and all." Jecht said, picking up his large sword and walking away from the now-raging Kuja.

Meanwhile, in the almost desolate house the Warriors lived, the remaining six warriors were stuck with nothing to be done.

"I have had it!" Shantotto yelled.

"What's wrong?" Asked Firion.

"I am sick of letting the children have their fun-time whilst we do nothing!" Shantotto lectured.

"You are close to a child. You could be with them." Cecil offered.

"Do not ridicule me!" Shantotto smacked back. "I vote we go on another expidition, and gain more field around us!"

"Well, if it's an adventure, then I'm in!" Bartz said.

"I will join you." Cecil said.

"It will be worthwhile." Firion said.

"I'll stay." Cloud said. "I gotta rest for tonight. Plus it gives you the chance to go." He said "you" referring to the Warrior of Light.

"Very well." He said. "Then it is an adventure we will embark on!"