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Wet Dreams	By : AceRagnarok Category: Final Fantasy X > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1794 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Part I, Star Player of the Zanarkand Abes
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Story Summary: On the eve of his 18th birthday, Zanarkand Abes star player Tidus decided to celebrate his Blitzball championship night and coming of age at Zanarkand’s most notorious Midnight District.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Final Fantasy franchise along with all the materials, characters and merchandise associated with it. These are the properties of Square Enix and their proper creators. And I do not profit out of writing these stories.
Author’s Notes: I enjoyed writing the first part of this chapter; it was my first attempt at sports journalism. No hot steamy action yet, but I hope the last part of this chapter can keep you satiated for now.

Wet Dreams Part I: Star Player of the Zanarkand Abes

The whole Zanarkand Stadium was cheering loudly as the Zanarkand Abes star player Tidus delivered a crippling score against their struggling opponents. The entire audience of the open-air water sphere amphitheater stadium was chanting “Jecht! Jecht! Jecht!” The Zanarkand Duggles were forced to play a little dirty, desperate to cover their lackluster performance on the championship game.
With a few minutes left on the clock, Tidus was gliding across the waters right into enemy field, about to deliver their final score for the night. All four Duggle fielders and defenders swam to block his path, with two fielders rushing in to tackle him, hitting him hard on both sides of his shoulders. During the course of the tackle, one of the fielders punched Tidus in the stomach while the other kneed him in the groin.
The referee was blowing his whistle madly while the crowd was booing loudly “Foul! Foul! Foul!” Tidus resisted the sharp pain and tried to focus; he kicked off the shoulder of the guy that just punched him and propelling himself off the surface of the water, the Blitzball above his head. The stadium suddenly went silent for a moment, as though gasping and holding their breath, anticipating something big will happen.
Tidus took this as a sign; he bumped the Blitzball above his head hard with the base of his skull and kicked it hard into the sky. Tidus inhaled very deeply, sucking in as much air as his lungs can contain, before diving back into the water sphere. The silent stadium started to chant once again “Jecht! Jecht! Jecht!” with each chant growing stronger and louder. Tidus was intent on fulfilling their request.
He took a sharp turn on his way down to the base of the water sphere, evading the incoming tackles of his opponents. As he reached the bottom, he kicked off the solid base hard propelling his body upwards. Just as he was rocketing upwards, the Blitzball he kicked into the sky came bolting downwards. The Duggles readied their defenses, anticipating the worst as the thundering chants of the crowd continued.
Approaching the middle of the water sphere, Tidus curled his body and spun like a yo-yo, focusing all the momentum of his upward rocket to his center. He met the violent Blitzball halfway, extending out his powerful legs and kicked it with all the strength he could muster. The Blitzball stormed towards the goalpost of the Zanarkand Duggles like a torpedo, forming a vortex system on its flight path – it was the Jecht Shot III.
The Blitzball bypassed all the Duggle defenses, knocked off two of their players and confounded one. The Duggle goalkeeper was able to grab hold of the vibrating Blitzball but quickly slipped off his grasp, the force of the projectile too powerful. The Blitzball hit the enemy goal and tore through the net, hitting the opposing stadium wall before bouncing back into the field and gently glided back into Tidus’ hands.
The chant broke into incoherent cheers as the whole stadium audience exploded in excitement – Tidus scored the Zanarkand Abes their last winning score with a new move they had never seen before. The other Abes came rushing in to cheer on Tidus while the Duggles remained dumbfounded on the field. Tidus helped usher in the team's historic win, the first since Jecht mysteriously disappeared ten years ago.

As soon as the Zanarkand Abes entered their locker rooms, the team broke into noisy chatter. Tonight was his night, Tidus thought gleefully. On the eve of his 18th birthday, he broke the record for the most number of scores on a finals game, got the best performance rating of any Blitzball player in its entire modern history, and managed to win the Zanarkand Abes a smashing victory on the just concluded championships.
Removing his boots, he felt his feet touch the cold tiled bathroom floors. He quickly removed all his garments, gears, and accessories, joining in with the rest of the team who were already enjoying themselves in the showers. The showers were filled with steam as his teammates continued to babble in excitement. Tidus studied the electronic touchscreen on the wall and configured the temperature and flow rate of the water.
Hot steamy jets of water hit him on his arms, chest and shoulder blades, soothing his aching muscles. He had received quite the beating from those Duggles. Never had he seen his opponents so desperate to cover their losses as to commit so many fouls in one game. His body had never received this kind of beating before. He grabbed a bottle of elixir he brought in with him and quickly emptied its contents.
The elixir was mildly bitter and sour with an herbal aftertaste, but it seemed to be doing its job. The bruises on his body were gradually disappearing and the redness was slowly dissipating. His glowing healthy skin color was beginning to show again – medium tanned skin with a dash of sunlight, a beautiful color resulting from fair Asian skin bathed with sunlight from years of Blitzball practice at the beach.
The amount of time he spent in Blitzball practice also shows. All the swimming he had been doing and all these years playing Blitzball had toned his body. Tidus flexed his muscled arms as the shower waters continued to massage his body. The water trickled down his well-built shoulders, his strong chest and his washboard abs, sliding down his tight round butt, to his powerful legs, well-formed calves and very clean feet.
Standing 5 feet 9 inches tall, his athletic frame resembles more of the swimmer-type and less of the heavy weight-lifter. His dexterous muscles are trimmed and lean but not too brawny, allowing his movements to be very agile and quick. His body is smooth and hair-free, eliminating the need to wax or perform hair-removal treatments. His sun-kissed golden skin really highlights the tight curves of his well-sculpted body.
Tidus quickly emptied a bottle of lemon-scented shampoo and applied a generous amount to his dirty-blond hair. As a child, he used to had a medium brown hair color. Now his hair glows a stunning gold whenever the right lighting hits it, especially during practice under the bright sunlight. Tidus applied the rich creamy coconut liquid body soap, gently massaging his recovering muscles while scrubbing away the smell of chlorine.
Tidus took his time in the showers, waiting for the others to finish first. He was thinking of how to best spend this perfect night. He allowed his mind to wander off while the soothing hot water jets continued to hit his body. The shower sounds from adjacent stalls began to die out. Hearing the last of his teammates leave, he turned off the shower water, secured a white towel around his waist and exited his own shower stall.

His bare feet stepped into the brightly colored tiles of the locker room. The rest of the team was busy packing their things and getting dressed while continuing in their chatter. Tidus slowly approached his own locker. He inserted the keycard and unlocked his locker door. Retrieving a large black duffel bag from inside his locker, he unzipped it, stashed in his dirtied clothes and pulled out the items he’ll be wearing for the night.
Tidus decided to wear his signature outfit for the night. He fit into a pair of blue skin-tight spandex cycling shorts. The garment wrapped around his groin and buttocks quite nicely keeping his lower part warm. Next, he slipped on a pair of dark blue cargo shorts with uneven lengths – the right side of the cargo shorts cut below the right knee, while the other side ending slightly above the left knee revealing his tight-fitting cycling shorts.
He grabbed a fresh piece of short yellow button-up shirt with a white hoodie and wore it around his shoulders. The pinstriped shirt didn’t actually had any buttons and it was cut short right around the ribcage, revealing his chest and leaving his abdomen and lower back exposed. To cover his abs, he wore a piece of dark blue suspender vest hung around his shoulders and fastened around his abdomen by a leather belt.
Tidus snatched a pair of socks from his bag and proceeded to slip them on. The socks appeared to be woolen but were actually made with synthetic fiber meant for water sports. He stepped into his pair of yellow and brown hiking boots with think rubber soles for traction. Ensuring that the belts are fastened and his garments fit securely around his body, he grabbed his duffel bag and went in front of the mirrored wall.
He noticed that the rest of the team had almost finished dressing up. He clipped on his accessories, including a chain that ran from his shorts to his belt. He pulled on his platinum necklace, sliding the Zanarkand Abes pendant to the middle. He also checked the earring on his left ear – the same matching Abes insignia gleaming under the locker room lights. He stood frozen in front of the mirror and gazed at his own reflection.
Tidus’ blue piercing eyes stared directly at those same cerulean orbs, the same color as the open sea and a clear sky – his colors. Hesitating for a moment, he quickly strapped on his military-blue pauldron around his left shoulders, slipped on dark blue leather gloves on his right hand and reinforced gauntlet on his left. Red bandages were tightly wrapped around his left arm to properly secure the protective gears to their places.
His other teammates were finishing up and getting ready for the awarding ceremony. Tidus approached the sinks and took out his toothbrush and paste. He began brushing his teeth when he was suddenly interrupted by their team’s goalkeeper Raudy, “Hey Tidus, what an amazing game tonight! I heard you’re getting the MVP title this year. That was some cool new move you used against those Duggles, no? You really showed them.”
Tidus tried to mutter thanks under his foamy mouth and attempted at a smile but ended up almost choking himself. This funny ordeal sent Raudy and the rest of the team laughing heartily. He spit out the foamy mixture and rinsed his mouth. Wiping the last bit of foam from his face, he felt a little embarrassed. “Thanks!” he was finally able to say. His crooked self-conscious smile quickly turned into a cheery grin.
“So Tidus, any plans for tonight?” asked Raudy curiously. He grabbed Tidus by the neck with one arm and started messing up his hair with the other hand. “Hey! Stop it.” Tidus mumbled under Raudy’s playful grab. “I also heard it’s your birthday tonight. Advanced happy birthday, bro! Our birthday boy MVP of the year – this calls for a celebration,” Raudy cheerfully announced before finally releasing Tidus from his grips.
Raudy was a six feet tall lanky Blitzball player two years older than Tidus, making him 19. He had short blond spiky hair bordering on silvery white, quite unlike the sunny golden hair of Tidus. Despite being tall, Raudy had a less muscular frame compared to Tidus. He sported a playful bordering-malicious smirk contrasted to Tidus’ cheery smile. His confident charm and persuasive gestures gave off a playboy-like impression.
Raudy was infamous for being the laziest in their team, usually late for team practice or skipping it entirely, explaining his rather fair skin color, unusual for a Blitzball player. “I don’t plan on changing again, so I’m gonna go with my casual wear tonight.” Raudy said. He was wearing a dark gray scoop neck T-shirt, a gold-lined black coat with a golden pauldron on either shoulders, white long pants, a belt and a pair of black leather shoes.
“I don’t exactly have any plans tonight,” Tidus finally replied. Raudy enthusiastically responded, “You have always been preoccupied with Blitzball. I’ll show you around town, for a change. I bet there are places you’ve never been to before, especially since you’re still underage. You trust ol’ Raudy to show you a grand night you’ll never forget. So how about it, see me later after the awarding ceremony. I’ll be waiting at the back door.”
“Uh, sure,” Tidus gave in, unable to think of any good excuse to reject Raudy’s invitation.

The team swiftly exited their locker rooms and proceeded back to the stadium. As they approached the amphitheatre, the loud music played by the Zanarkand Duos began to become more apparent. The large sphere of water was now gone, replaced by a large stage with dancing lights and magical sparks, where a dozen of backup dancers, a band and the famous Duos stood performing their hit single “Oh I Love You, Tonberry”.
The entire stadium erupted into cheer as the Zanarkand Abes marched in to the stage. Tidus waved to the crowd as he walked with the rest of the team to the platforms. “We would like to welcome this year’s victor, the champions among champions, Zanarkand Abes to the stage!” The PA system announced. “May we call on our judges, officials, sponsors and the media to proceed to the stage for the awarding ceremony?”
The stage lights changed to a dazzling mix of colorful hues, the magical sparks grew into larger fireworks, and confetti began to rain down on the stage. The wild audience continued to cheer as the officials brought in the medals and the large Blitzball trophy – a large golden metallic cup with a translucent Blitzball circling around the top spilling brilliant yellow light; the trophy appears like a powerful beacon with an undying luster.
“We would like to present this medal to Zanarkand Abe’s star player Tidus, with the title Most Valuable Player, for his amazing feats during the 10th anniversary Jecht Memorial Cup!” The judge proudly announced, his voice booming in the PA amidst the loudly cheering audience. “And to our victor, the Zanarkand Abes, for their amazing play, we present them the highest honor – Champions! Let this trophy be a testament to that.”
Tidus and the Zanarkand Abes stood, trophy and medals at hand, with the judges, officials and sponsors. They posed in front of the media who were feverishly taking their photos. The sheer amount of light and sounds drowned out their senses. There was a sudden rush of blood to Tidus’ head, giving him a mad rush of euphoria, courage and impulse. Widening his grin, he felt, tonight, he could do anything he wanted in the world.
End of First Chapter: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter *Please review!*
Notes: Raudy is based on Nine, a character from the PSP game ‘Final Fantasy Type-0’. Open this wiki address for a picture of him:
http://images.wikia.com/finalfantasy/images/b/ba/FFType0-NineRender.png
I imagined Raudy to be the cocky type, someone of the likes of Irvine Kinneas from FFVIII, a playful suave persona who is smooth with the ladies, who appears to be lazy and is quite carefree. He's an original character, so don't expect to see Nine in Raudy, he just had his looks, that's all.
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