Well, here it is, the next chapter out in a fraction of the time that what the last one took,

I hope you all enjoy it because i am very happy with how it turned out and I hope you will be too,

I will try my hardest from now on to make sure that chapters updates are every week, two at the most because im very unhappy about how long it took for the last chapter and now that im starting to get deeper into the plot, i dont want to keep people waiting,

Anyway enjoy!

Chapter 3

3 days later...

"Tidus....." Yuna, is that you…?

"Sir Tidus? Are you okay?" Damn, it was just a dream.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," I said standing and gathering the items that lay around me. I stole a quick glance at the person who had disturbed me. He couldn't have been older than eighteen and he had short, dirty blond hair, spiked up and lightly tanned skin. He obviously hadn't been assigned to the Mi'ihen Highroad for very long. He wore a t-shirt, baggy shorts and old muddy boots. On top of that he wore light armour consisting of a shoulder plate on his right shoulder, a chest plate, elbow pads and knee pads, all of which were made of a slightly rusted, silvery steel. Attached to his belt was a long sword, made of the same chipped metal as his armour. He was obviously a new recruit to the Youth League.

"Then if you don't mind me asking Sir, why were you lying at the side of the road?" he sounded curious to say the least, though who wouldn't be? Sir Tidus, former Guardian and Lover of High Summoner Yuna, lying on a bed mat at the side of the Mi'ihen Highroad with a little fire, all on his own- That was bound to be a weird sight.

"What was I doing…? Eh..." I looked around trying to find an excuse for my being here, "I was… I was camping! ... Yeah that's right camping!" I must have looked a bit too glad that I had found an excuse, because the kid didn't look convinced.

"Camping, Sir."

"Ehh… yeah, I mean it's a... it's been a while since I've been in a situation where I... I've had to rely on survival… uh... skills and with all the special treatment I've been getting after helping defeat Sin…" I knew I must have sounded like an idiot, but by the look on the kid's face he seemed to be believing me so I continued. "I wanted to see if I still had what it takes to... eh do it again... Not… not that I'll have to 'cause Sin's gone forever but I just... wanted to make sure I was st-still up to scratch." Why did I not just ignore him and run away?! The look on his face didn't tell me anything and I was actually half expecting him to pull out his sword and shout 'Impostor!' but he didn't, he just smiled and nodded his head.

"Well Sir, I won't bother you any longer, I'd hate to stop your progress!" He bowed down making me feel uncomfortable. I hate it when people do that.

"What's your name?" I asked, taking an interest in this boy.

"My name, Sir?" he said looking around thinking I was addressing someone else.

"Yes, your name."

"Jaxx, Sir," he answered standing to attention as if this was a test.

"How long have you been in the Youth League?" was my next question.

"Six months, Sir!" he answered again but this time with a smile on his face.

"What's with the smile?" It faded slightly but was still evident on his face.

"The training of a standard soldier is supposed to take eleven months," he said and again his smile grew.

"So you finished early." He nodded. "That's quite an achievement, what made you want to join?" The smile faded completely asked and I regretted being so nosy, fearing I'd touched a nerve.

"My… father, Sir…" I looked him in the eye and he didn't seem sad which confused me.

"Did he fall in the fight against Sin?" I asked worried what the answer would be.

"No... no the complete opposite actually, he was a legend in the Crusaders, he survived many battles against Sin, and at one point it was thought that he even rivalled the legendary Sir Auron! I guess at some point he did, and I always said that when I was of age I would follow in his footsteps. But when Sin was defeated, I thought there was no point anymore and so I started to pursue a career in Blitzball." I smiled at this but still wondered why he had joined up with the Youth League when he looked similar to what I was like before I joined the Abes so I think he could be quite capable of being a really good Blitzball player.

He must have read my mind because he started to explain why. "On my sixteenth, I was just about to announce to all my friends and family that I was going to try and sign up with the local team, but he stood and made this huge speech about how proud he was that I was going to follow in his footsteps even in a time of peace, and he then hugged me and handed me one of his medals, which turned out to be his Medal of Valour which he was awarded for surviving Operation Mi'ihen. He said that he has the hope that one day I will be awarded one of my own. I didn't know what to do, so I just thanked him and started training for the Youth League…" I didn't know what to say, so I watched as he stared down at his boots and I felt sorry for him. However, I also saw a little of myself in him. He was stuck in his fathers shadow, but at least in my case, I was able to do something I enjoyed. He's being forced to pursue a career that he doesn't want.

"Have you never tried to tell him how you feel?" He looked up at me.

"I can't! It would destroy him if he found out that I didn't want to be a soldier! I can't do that to him!" He looked down again.

"I'm sure he might be upset at first… but if he knew it was what you desired to do, he would support you," I tried to reason with him.

"I… I don't know, I don't want to let him down."

"You wouldn't be letting him down, I'm sure he would understand," I said looking him in the eye.

"I'll need to think about it… I'm not sure if I should," he said still not convinced.

"Well, the Highroad is very long and peaceful, think about it while your on patrol?" I asked him hoping he would.

"I will Sir!" he nodded.

I was about to walk away when I had an idea.

"Hey kid, if you do tell him and it's okay, get in touch with me at the stadium because I'd be happy to help train you," I offered hoping to cheer him up a bit.

"Really…?" his eyes widened.

"Of course, now go on, carry out your patrol," I insisted, a nauseating feeling passing over my body.

He stood to attention and gave me a sharp salute but then as he turned around he stopped and turned back to face me again, his eyes filled with fear.

"Sir... Sir what is that on your arm?" he asked.

Confused, I looked at my right arm. Seeing nothing on my forearm, I looked further up to inspect my bicep and found something alarming.

On my upper arm there were several patches of skin that looked as if I had a rash, but the strangest thing was, they were black, pure black.

"What in the Farplane?" I said loud enough for myself to hear but low enough so that Jaxx couldn't. I looked up at him, and he was still gazing at my arm.

"Eh... It's.. it's probably just nothing, I must have touched something I'm allergic too, nothing to worry about," I said putting on a smile.

"Are you sure? It doesn't look like nothing," he said getting closer.

I backed away.

"Positive, now if you don't mind, I must be on my way, it was nice meeting you Jaxx," I shook his hand and picked up my bag of kit and left, leaving a dumbfounded and distressed young Youth League soldier behind.

Once he was out of sight I made sure no one was looking, I sprinted behind a large pile of ruins, a heaved my guts up.

As I calmed myself down once again I begin to think. It's been three days since it first happened and it just keeps getting worse and more frequent… And this thing on my arm disturbs me as well. I knew they were connected but I didn't know how and I had been trying to figure it out but I didn't have a clue. I still don't know where I'm going to go, but after my experience in Luca I realised there's nowhere in Spira where I wouldn't remember Yuna. We travelled the entire land, there's nowhere that won't remind me of her, so for the moment I'm just going to wander where ever my legs take me.

Yuna's POV

"What have I done?"

Its been four days since Tidus found out. I can't believe he found out, how can I have been so stupid?

I've lost the one person that I love the most in the world… But if I really loved him then why did I do it? Why did I use Baralai as a toy of my lust and me as his?

Maybe this is a good thing. I don't deserve Tidus and now he's gone, he deserves someone better, someone that will treat him right and not hurt him like I did. I don't deserve anyone after what I've done, and yet I still want to preserve myself in the eyes of others.

I did as Baralai said. He took charge and told Wakka that Tidus came to the island and told me he found someone else and that he was leaving me. That I followed him to the beach and he was about to hit me, but Baralai stopped him and took the beating instead.

I felt terrible, now Wakka and Lulu were out for his blood and if they didn't have Vidina to look after they probably would be out there right now trying to hunt him down.

Apart from that they keep trying to console me, which just makes me feel worse and makes me cry more which makes them think I'm hurt more. So they keep on trying to help and it just revolves in a constant circle of tears and pain. I don't deserve them, I should tell the truth… but I can't. I'm too weak to admit it.

Now all I do is lay in the bed we once shared, clutching a pillow and stare at the wall, crying. I can't look anyone in the eye anymore for fear they might see through my pathetic excuse of a lie.

As I heard the door open I readied myself for Lulu or Wakka trying to make me feel better when I got a surprise…

"Yunie!" Oh no, please don't be who I think it is. My plea was swept aside as I felt a light weight sit next to me and an arm lay on my shoulders.

"Yunie.. are you ok?" I buried my face into the pillow as another wave of tears hit me and I could feel my younger cousin pulling me closer to her. As she drew me into a hug she whispered to me, "Don't worry Yunie, we'll make him pay for doing this to you!"

This made me cry harder at the thought of Tidus being punished for something he didn't even do and that was my fault.

"No… no Rikku…" I tried to tell her but I couldn't.

"Shhh… don't worry about a thing Yunie, I'll take care of everything," was all that she said before she started to rock me back and forth and I found that after all that crying and virtually sleepless nights, that my eyelids grew heavy and I slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Because of the state I was in I didn't feel my petite cousin lay me in bed and put the covers over me, nor did I hear her activate her commsphere and say, "Hey Shinra, yeah it's Rikku. Can you do me a favour? Can you send a message to Baralai and tell I want to meet with him? Yeah. We need to have a talk." She then turned and left me to sleep.

Tidus POV

I finally made it to the travel agency. It took four days but I've finally made it to a place where I can sleep in a decent bed instead of the stupid bed mat I bought off that new trading stall that was recently set up at the Luca-end of the highroad. Mi'ihen Supplies it was called… waste of gil if you ask me, it doesn't matter now though.

I was about to enter the building when I suddenly had the urge to look out over the horizon, and when I did, I immediately regretted my actions. When I looked out I saw a very beautiful sunset and I couldn't stop myself from remembering the last time I was here.

As I started to picture myself and Yuna sat down in a state of relaxation I smacked myself in the head.

"No.. not again…" I shook loose the memories and entered the building asking for a room. I was assigned one immediately and so I handed over the sufficient gil and went straight to my room, not bothering to answer the questioning looks I was given by all of the occupants.

As the door closed behind me, I dropped my bag at the foot of the bed, kicked off my boots, undid my shoulder guard and let it fall to the ground. I then slipped off my gauntlet and arm-guard. I took off my yellow t-shirt and began to inspect the weird rash that was on my right bicep. It had grown since the last time I looked at it, instead of a couple small patches, it was now one big one and instead of looking like a rash, it looked as if the skin was rotting and dying but when I touched it, it didn't hurt it just felt like a dull prod, as if that part of my arm was slightly numb.

"Maybe.. maybe it will be a bit better if I have a shower… yeah that's what I'll do." My mind was made up.

I took off my shorts and socks and made my way to the bathroom. I switched on the light and the shower, removed my boxers and climbed under the hot water.

Having not felt water on my body since the Blitz game five days ago, I was extremely relieved of having the ability to clean the grime and dirt away that gathered on my skin and hair. I tried cleaning the thing on my arm but to no success.

I climbed out the shower and switched it off, and I took this chance to clean my teeth because after having thrown up the amount of times I have in the last couple of days, my breath was something to behold.

I felt disappointed that the shower did little effect on the rash. Not that I thought it would, but at the moment I'd do anything to get rid of it. It was starting to itch as I dried myself and switched off all the lights. So, I climbed into bed.

Looking up at the roof off the room I missed seeing the stars, but it was a good trade for warmth. I just realised how tired I was, and it wasn't easy getting to sleep with the noises of the wilderness around you, not to mention what else I'm going through. I slipped into a deep slumber, my last thought on the woman that broke my heart.

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