"I can't believe we're going to have a baby," Tidus told Yuna as he gently caressed her extended stomach. "Who'd have thought it? Me, a dad!"

"And a wonderful dad you will make as well," Yuna told him softly, a warm smile on her face that made her eyes sparkle and his heart flutter. As so often happened, however, his heart dropped once again as thoughts of Jecht pummelled their way into his head.

"Unlike my old man…" His voice trailed off and he sighed heavily, taking his hand off his fiancée's stomach and wringing them together nervously. Jecht was long gone now. So why did he still have such a hold on him?

"Sir Jecht was a good man. He and my father were very close. He talked about you a lot."

"All of it bad, no doubt," Tidus interjected. "Cry-baby Tidus. Always crying. Good for nothing but crying."

"No," Yuna replied, calmly. "Tidus, how many times have we had this conversation? Your father loved you. He… just didn't always know how to show it."

Yuna saw the best in everyone and Tidus admired her for that. She tried to get him to adopt her way of thinking, but it was too hard. It didn't matter how hard he wished for it, how could he change his feelings now? His hatred for his old man was ingrained into his head. If he changed, he'd only be feigning it for Yuna's sake. He couldn't do that to her. She was the mother of his future child.

As if reading his thoughts, Yuna said to him, "It would be foolish of me to expect you to change your feelings for your father, Tidus. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, Yuna," he replied. "He's in the past now, anyway. I'm living right here, right now. Living for the three of us," he added, defiantly.

He sidled closer to her and kissed her on the cheek. She slowly turned her head so that her eyes met his.

"For the three of us," she said.

Their lips gently touched and they kissed, neither one wanting to withdraw from the other's embrace.