It all Started with a Nickname

Ch 1

Pairing: FirionxTidus and others. It's a YAOI so if you dislike it, please do not read or leave nasty reviews.

Rating: M

I think these two are absolutely adorable and Tidus is my favorite FF character because he's so cheery and enthusiastic. I love it ^__^

This takes place in modern day and... just who knows what's going to happen. It all seems so simple at first but when things start developing and situations occur... du dun dun... -laughs-

I'm assuming those of you who are reading this have played (or are playing) Dissidia: Final Fantasy and will know where the nickname comes from. If not, just PM me or leave it in a review and I'd be happy to clear it up for you without giving spoilers ~_^

Do enjoy.

Firion was new to Dissidia University and wasn't expecting any type of welcome from his roommate when the silver haired boy walked in two weeks after classes stared. He was a transfer student from Quintlynn University and the papers he had filled out and sent were supposedly 'lost' and it was his fault. His fault? He had never lost anything in his life! Organization was a must on Firion's daily routine and lifestyle. Sure he wasn't completely insane about keeping things in place but for important documents and papers such as these were a must.

Everything had to neat and organized; filed into its rightful place so that it could be easily accessed later on when he needed it. That cheeky lady who told him that he needed to be a better student and re-send the paperwork was someone who ended up on Firion's dislike list.

As he made his way down the East Wing dormitory hallway, he noticed that it was eerily quiet for a Saturday afternoon. Weren't students supposed to be up and about, milling around with their friends? Playing football outside in this lovely, sunny weather? Well, it was sunny now but last night, there was an enormous thunderstorm. The heat from that day made for a great electric frenzy that lit up the night sky as rain pelted the parched earth. It was a little odd that a random storm hit like that at this time of the year.

He didn't understand why it was so quiet… it's not like they were partying all night. Goodness no, partying at school? What of their grades?

Firion reached his room- no. 343- at the end of the hallway. He should've just looked down the hallway to see the boxes and other luggage he had shipped to the school… that would've tipped him off that that was where he was staying. Well, the end dorms were a little bigger than those in the middle so Firion was quite happy with what he got.

I hope my roommate won't dislike me coming so late…

Firion set his black duffel bag down on the floor and dug around his jeans pocket for the key to his new room. Once grasping the shiny metallic key and placing it into the hole, Firion turned it and opened the door.

What he saw made him freeze in place on the border to what Firion deemed disgusting. Hallway light burst into the room that was completely shrouded in darkness as clothes lay thrown in every which direction, books stacked up on the…desk? At least it looked like a desk from Firion's point of view. Some of the tightly bound bundles of knowledge were flipped over and their wonderful pages lay folded in half, creases marring the crisp white paper.

Firion felt his heart cry out to the books. They did nothing wrong to deserver such treatment. As Firion's dark gaze moved from the book funerary site towards the bed, he noticed that it didn't contain a body. Wasn't his roommate supposed to be here?

He took a step into the disorganized room and made his way towards his bed. At least whoever thrived in this chaotic cavern had some decency to not mess with Firion's side.

Setting his bag down on the bed, Firion turned around and looked at his new room once more. The urge to clean was completely encompassing his entire being. He. Had. To. Clean.

He flipped on the light switch and illuminated the rest of the room the hallway light failed to show. Two beds were parallel to one another that were about fifteen feet apart, two dressers were stacked up next to each other on the back wall followed by each individual desk that was adjacent to the bed. A large window decorated the wall by Firion's designated bed.

Bending down and grabbing yet another discarded book, Firion started cleaning. He couldn't live like this. The guy wasn't OCD about cleaning but enough was enough. Shoving the clothes towards his roommates' side, the newcomer nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt a hand grasp his ankle.

"What the hell?!" Firion shouted and fell onto the floor, scrambling backwards towards his bed. His heart was pounding madly in his chest as grey eyes narrowed in on the exposed appendage erupting from underneath his roommates bed.

"Ngh…" The hand that released Firion's ankle was now joined by another hand and followed by golden, sun-kissed hair and two sleep filled blue eyes. "Who are you?"

Firion gaped like a fish out of water. What the hell was wrong with this guy? He came out from under his bed! "F-Firion… Are you Tidus?"

"Yup, that's me." Tidus's head went back to its resting place on the floor.

"If you don't mind me asking, why are you under the bed?" Firion continued analyzing the person in front of him.

Tidus raised one finger and pointed towards his new roommate. "That, my friend, is a good question. I don't have an answer for ya right now pal but… when I get one I'll be sure to enlighten ya."

Firion felt awkward. His roommate was awkward. This entire situation was awkward.

The silver haired boy continued sitting on the floor, watching the others' fingers drum the ground as if to a beat that he was listening to in his head. This year was going to be really interesting.

"So you're my roommate huh?" Cool blue eyes connected with grey. Wow he has pretty eyes.

Firion nodded. "Yes. Sorry I came so late in the day…"

"Late? Late? Firion, this is too early." Tidus's head disappeared under the fallen sheets above him and grabbed at something under the bed, emerging with his cell phone. "It's 12:27… 12:27... Oops…"

"What's wrong?"

"I was supposed to meet up with the gang by noon and go to lunch…" Tidus scratched his head.

"Oh." Friends. That was one thing Firion was slightly dreading. All his friends were back at his other school…

Tidus finally pulled out from underneath his bed and sat cross legged as the blue sheet fell and collected on his lap. "You're hungry right?"

"Well, I suppose so but, I need to unpack everything first and figure out my sche-" Firion's list was halted by Tidus's hand covering his mouth. How'd he move so quickly across that fifteen foot expanse of space?

"It's Saturday Firion. Don't speak of anything that's dealing with classes. You and I are going to get lunch. Got it?"

Firion nodded and mumbled a reply. "Yeah."

"Great!" Tidus stood which made Firion blush and advert his eyes.

"Tidus, do put some clothes on…"

"Oh…" Looking down, the golden haired boy was only clad in his blue and white boxers. "Mmm someone's a little shy."

Tidus laughed at Firion's blushing face, grabbed a pair of jeans that lie near him as well as a white top and put them on.

Firion's gaze couldn't help but wander towards Tidus's turned back and run up and down. He wasn't scrawny but he wasn't overly buff either. Tidus seemed to be the sports type… lean and muscular. He had a nice backside too… But marring the seemingly perfect tanned flesh, on his right shoulder blade was a long scar that reached from the top of the shoulder to the bottom of it. This made Firion wonder just what had happened to Tidus.

"If you want a look you can just say so." Tidus's cheerful voice snapped Firion out of his admiration for other.

"I'm sorry." Firion gazed down at his hands.

"You saw it?" Tidus turned towards Firion who was still admiring his hands.

"Hm? Saw what?" He had seen the scar but he didn't want to push the other into talking about it.

"The scar."

"..."

"It's ok, I really don't mind. You're my roommate, you would've seen it sooner or later." Tidus smiled slightly but it was only a facade, hiding the real truth.

"What... happened?"

"I got into a bit of... trouble when I was a kid and well, that was my punishment."

Trouble and punishment? What kind of punishment would ever be dealt to a child like that? "I'm sorry..."

"Pft, It's not like it's your problem Firion. It's really ok!"

"I just feel sorry that you had to go through that. I don't think that it's right that someone did that to you Tidus." Firion's grey eyes hardened as he imagined a child Tidus being hurt like that.

Tidus laughed. "You're one weird guy Firion! I like you! Now stop staring at me and let's go eat!"

"Uh…" The silver haired boy was at a loss. This was one hell of an afternoon. All he wanted was a regular roommate, a tour around the new school so he'd figure out where all his classes were and start studying to make up for the loss of two class weeks… but, no, the gods decided to throw him in with this bubbly guy and watch Firion make a fool of himself.

"Hm, I guess your other roommate didn't talk much… I'll make up for that, no worries." Tidus opened the door and shoved one of the door stoppers under it. He looked at the stack of boxes and bags outside, huffed and picked up two at the same time. "Oh, hah, forgot about all your things... Let's getcha moved in before we eat then."

"No, you really don't have to help, I can get everything. You go tend your friends." Firion wasn't used to his roommate helping him. His last one was barely in the dorm room to begin with.

"Yeesh 'tend to my friends'. Sounds like I'm taking care of a whole herd of sheep! Seriously, stop acting like I hate you. You're my new friend! And friends help friends out." Tidus placed the two boxes in the center of the room and went back out to get more.

Firion smiled. It was sorta nice being quickly accepted into a group of friends even though they all haven't met yet. "Thanks."

A grunt was heard as the energetic youth tried picking up the large, black duffel bag. "No… problem…"

"Just leave that one, I'll get it."

Tidus shook his head furiously. "No I can do it!"

Such determination. Firion lifted the final two luggage bags and brought them into the dorm room. He turned and silently laughed as he watched the other struggle with the final, largest bag. It really wasn't that heavy…

"Shit what did you put in here?" Tidus stood upright, placed both hands on his back, and stretched. "I think I pulled something..."

"Nothing, just clothes and other essential items." Firion walked out, grabbed the black handles and lifted the remaining bag with ease.

The golden haired boy's mouth dropped open. "You lifted it with one hand… You didn't even drag it."

"It's really not that heavy Tidus."

"Not heavy my ass."

Firion suddenly found a mop of golden hair underneath his chin as Tidus grabbed the other's arm. "Flex."

He did as was told which made the other groan, turn around and shake his fist to the air. "Holy shit man what the heck to you do?"

"What do you mean what do I do?" Firion took a step backwards, away from his roommate that didn't know the meaning of personal space. Just what in the world was up with this kid?

"What do you do to be so fit?" Tidus motioned to himself and said, "I try but all I seem to be good at is running and swimming."

"Well there you go, running has never been something I really enjoyed. I much prefer rock climbing and activities like that."

"Hey that's pretty interesting. Y'know, one of my friends, Squall, does that." Tidus nodded towards the open hallway. "You ready to eat and meet everyone?"

Meet everyone… there was more than this Squall character. "Sure. But, how long will we be? I wish to get to know this place more seeing as to how I'll be needing to catch up to classes."

Tidus rolled his blue eyes and grabbed his roommate by the wrist, pulling him into the hallway. "You pal, need to learn how to chill."

Shutting the door, Tidus lead the newcomer towards the elevators. "So, where is everyone else?"

By everyone else, Firion was implying the other boys living on this floor. All the study rooms were vacant and not a sound was heard besides the two walking towards the elevators.

"My guess is that they're all still sleeping."

"Why? It's almost one."

"Dude you seriously don't know?"

"Know what?"

"Yeesh I need to get you into the swing of things. There was this huge welcome back party last night. And by huge I'm talking about an entire block full of frat houses."

Firion sighed. Another one of those roommates…

"What's with that look?" Tidus's normal happy face was drawn into concern. He hadn't meant to upset the other.

"Nothing, it's just that… my last roommate did anything but study… he partied like that all the time." Firion didn't mean for it to sound that he automatically disliked Tidus because the other partied but... it sort of came out that way. The silverette did not dislike Tidus. Hell, the boy was already acting like they'd known each other for many years. Such a person was hard to come by these days.

Tidus's smile returned. "You don't have to worry about that Firion. My friends and I aren't like that at all. Sure we party but it's with just us."

Eyebrows came together in confusion as Firion stepped into the elevator. "Huh? Then why were you still asleep under the bed?"

"That's because we were out at a gay club and... I still haven't come up with a good reason for the sleeping under the bed part yet."

Firion froze. A gay club. "Are… you?"

"Gay? Yeah… I… I was never really fond of the whole clingy girl thing… or girls in general. Sure I have them as friends but, that's all I'll ever see them as. I hope that… this won't bother you too much…" Tidus remembered grabbing Firion's arm and blushed. He really did have a nice, strong body…

Firion, for some reason, ruffled Tidus's hair and grinned. "Not at all little guy."

"H-hey I'm not little!" No Tidus wasn't little but he was definitely shorter and smaller than Firion.

"How old are you anyways Tidus?" The elevator dinged as they reached the lobby and stepped out. Firion rather liked the energy Tidus had, regardless of his personal quirks. Then again, those personal quirks made him rather humorous and likable.

"21, and you?"

"22."

Tidus rubbed a hand over his face and groaned. "You serious?"

"Why? What's wrong now?" Firion looked around.

"Out of all of us now, including you, I'm the youngest still." Tidus opened the door to the outside and walked into the warm, emerging fall season. The weather really was an essence of perfection, not too hot and not too cold. "Damn I'm gonna be picked on forever!"

Firion laughed at Tidus's expression as the blonde flailed his arms animatedly, further stressing his point. They passed by a couple of other students walking about and Tidus waved at each one and called out to others that weren't close by.

"Seems like you know everyone Tidus." Firion noted. Well what's not to like, he's a really nice person.

"Well, I'm captain of the swim and track team here for DU. I don't mean to brag but I've won quite a few metals and trophies for the school and for myself." Tidus puffed out his chest and beamed with pride. "But, to be honest, it's all because of my teammates and friends. Without my team, I'd be nowhere and without my friends cheering me on, I'd be nowhere. Nothing is accomplished with just one; we work as a team."

"Wow you're really into the whole teamwork thing huh?" Firion chuckled at Tidus's seriousness. It seemed odd on such an energetic guy.

"Definitely. I'd do anything and everything for each one." Tidus nodded his head.

"That's a great quality to have Tidus. I admire that."

"Thanks. I like making people happy. It's so much better than being somber and blah." Tidus made a droopy face and sagged his body slightly.

Firion chuckled. "Very funny Tidus. Ever thought of being a comedian?"

Straightening himself again, Tidus shook his head. "Nah, stand up comedy isn't my thing. Besides, I like being an English major."

This piqued Firion's interest. "English eh? Same here. I want to research ancient scripts and books, decoding them to understand what they meant."

"Really? Cool! We might has come of the same classes then pal." Again, the excitement belittled the seriousness presented earlier. Just like a kid.

"That'd be great. I know that I will be taking communication 405 with Ernest at 10am Monday's and Thursday's and then Report Writing with McPhearson at 12 right after communications. Then I'm stuck in Biology with Erickson Tuesday's from 2 to 3:15 and then lab on Friday. I can't really remember all the other classes."

"Hell yeah it'll be great! So far, you and I have one English together, Ernest. I already completed my science last spring. I'm taking this stupid calculus course Tuesday nights from 3 to 5 with Knightly. The sooner I get that over with the sooner I can leave math in the past." Tidus clasped both hands behind his head, smiling broadly.

"What else do you like?" Grey eyes looked towards the other.

"I like food, playing games and… food."

Again, Firion laughed. "Is that all Tidus?"

Tidus smirked and quirked a brow. "Well you'll just have to figure that out for yourself there pal."

Firion scratched the back of his head as they neared the dining hall. "Damn, you're tough."

The golden haired boy laughed. "What about you? Besides rock climbing?"

Hm… what about me is interesting enough to talk about… "Uh… I like roses, reading and hiking."

They walked a few more steps in silence. Firion thinking about how stupid he sounded and Tidus trying his damnest not to burst out into uncontrollable laughter.

He failed miserably. "Oh god that's so funny! Roses… you're one hell of a guy Firion. Not many would say that. But it's great that you like them so much. Really."

"I don't see why that's so funny…" Firion pursed his lips.

Another round of giggles ensued. "Oh Firion… you have no idea what you just unleashed…"

"What?"

"Nothing… Nothing…" Tidus waved his hand as they neared a table outside next holding four others.

"Tidus over here!" A guy with cascading silver hair waved at him.

"Light! Come on Firion, I'm gonna introduce you to the gang." Tidus grabbed at Firion's hand and pulled him towards the others.

"Tidus, great to see that you're finally up." Light gave a small smirk towards the arriving party.

Tidus smiled at his friends' satisfied demeanor and looked over towards Cecil who in turn blushed a charming shade of crimson, and then back to the smirking Light.

"Someone must have had fun last night." Tidus joked.

"Indeed he did." A man with brunette hair smirked all knowingly at the other.

"Squall shut up." Light rolled his eyes. "Stop trying to act like a big bad lion."

"I hate you." Narrowing his eyes, the brunette crossed his arms over his chest.

"All is fair in love and war my friend." Light put his elbow on the table, placed his head upon the open palm, and grinned evilly.

"Bastard." Squall narrowed his eyes further, making his lips turn downwards into a noticeable frown; he really hated it when Light flipped the tables on him.

"If you keep doing things like that Squall you'll get even more wrinkles." The blonde sitting next to the arguing brunette finally spoke.

"Shut up Cloud." Squall still hadn't moved his gaze away from Light who stared right back without blinking.

"Squall you know you're gonna loose." Cecil jokingly said as he grabbed his drink and sucked at the straw.

As if on cue, the brunette blinked and rubbed his eyes. "Damn you Light…"

Said male gave a quick satisfied smirk and patted Squall's hand who in turn rolled his eyes and glanced towards Cloud who shook his head. "You'll never beat him Squall."

"Cloud…"

"GUYS!" Tidus broke up the friendly squabbling with his shout and got everyone's attention drawn towards him and Firion.

"Everyone, I'd like you to meet my new roommate, Rosebud."

That's how it all started… His relationship with the rest of 'the gang'.

Well I hope that you guys enjoyed the first chapter!

I'm working on another story as of the moment but this idea simply popped into my head last night and I just had to write it out and start it so I wouldn't forget.

So what'd you think?

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