Hello all. This is my second FFX-2 story ever so please read and review. Its based in glorious Bevelle temple from the point of views of the praetor Baralai himself. Yes, he finally has a fan club led by me. Only joking but not really. So enjoy!

I do not own Final fantasy X-2 characters including Baralai, (does sad face) or New Yevon.


Some how he just had a bad feeling that letting her become high priestess of his temple wasn't such a good idea as he had once thought. Lady Yuna, yes! She would make a perfect priestess, but her Yevon days were over and her finding of her missing guardian, Sir Tidus really complicated the matter. Paine, well she would do an Ok job but she was a little touchy about most things and he wasn't so sure he really wanted a table thrown at his head at council meetings. She was with the youth league any way. But her. What was he thinking? If Gippal wasn't his best friend then he probably wouldn't have even considered it. It wasn't the fact she was Al Bhed and it wasn't the fact that she was hyper and crazy and scary at times. It was the way she made him feel. Mainly Angry and annoyed and 'contemplating jumping out of his office window' crazy. She really drove him round the calm land. Again and again and again! He looked up from his paperwork he had been stabbing his signature at mindlessly, towards his staff that was sitting next to the coat stand. Would anyone notice if he went to her office and cast a few waterage spells over her till she stopped acting like she ran New Yevon? Or better yet he was going to write a letter. Yeah, a letter.

Dear lady Rikku, please reply to this letter when you decide to stop acting like a five year old who gets whatever she wants at a click of her fingers. Um, maybe a confrontation may be better than a letter. He walked over to the oak door and ran his hand over the dark wood handle tiredly. Upon opening the door he was confronted by sunlight. A lot of sunlight that seemed to target him personally. Damn being locked in his office all day. He walked all the way across the upper level of the temple to Rikku's office. Loud music was blaring out from the room as he knocked polity. No answer. He knocked again louder. " Rikku, its me open up" he said loudly. No answer. "Rikku open the Yevon damned door before I send Brother in to knock it down" He said with a louder tone that made a startled Nun look scared as she hurried off after her friend. " Sorry" Baralai called back to her. He turned back round to see a small crack in the door and a swirly green eye looking back at his dark chocolate ones.

" I believe you called?" She retorted back to his yell. His eyebrows rose drastically high at her. She smiled back in her most charming Rikku way. He put his hand on his hip in an annoyed manner. She giggled. He frowned. She nodded her head sideways in her cutest way. He tutted and shook his head. She poked her tongue out at him.

" Can you just let me in please, so we can talk in a civilised way and where people wont think i'm flirting with you?" Baralai asked the two year old in a seventeen year olds body. Rikku nodded and opened the door to her office and let in a speechless Praetor. He walked over to her desk and waited for her to sit down before he spoke.

" You know, when I said you may decorate your office, I meant tastefully. You know, Pale lilac or pastel pink if you wished. Not Hot Pink Rikku!" He stated looking at dismay at the ancient chamber covered in Bright pink paint and posters of guys. Rikku giggled in her girlish manner and placed her hand on Baralai's.

" Glad to hear that you know your shades of pink by name Praetor!" She giggled, spinning round in her big, yellow, office chair. " Whoa! Dizzy!" she panted at her very unimpressed boss. " Anyway, Whacha come here to chat about?" She asked after a couple of minutes of sticking her fingers in her ears till the dizziness went. Baralai raised the famous eye brow at her.

" Well Rikku, I came here to 'chat' about your behaviour in the temple." He paused waiting for a comment from his hyper co-worker. She mearly nodded and waved her hand in a carry on way. He took a deep breath before he continued. " Firstly, I don't agree with the loud music. Its unruly in a temple." he glanced up to see her emotionless face. " Secondly, I would appreciate it if you acted your age around here and treat the temple with respect. We are an organisation, not a party planning service Rikku. Do you understand?" He said worried that maybe he had actually upset her. She smiled back to his relief.

"But 'Lai, don't cha think that parties are way cooler than paperwork. And anyway, I do treat Yevon with respect." She replied in her usual Rikku thinking. Baralai smirked at her 'coolness'

"Oh really Rikku? How do you treat this place with respect?" He added looking once more around the room with disgust written on his face.

" hey!" She stood up at pointed a finger very near the praetor's nose. " I wipe my feet on the way in. I smile at the cleaning nun. I left the last chocolate biscuit for some other girl even though I really, really wanted it!" She warned. Without notice she walked around the desk and knelt next to her boss. " And if I didn't respect you, I wouldn't do this" She added, eyes twinkling with anticipation and fear.

" Do -whoa" He was rudely interrupted by a crazy Rikku pouncing at him and nearly knocking him off his chair. Her lips met his and her frightened boss lent back in shock. But that didn't stop Rikku. After about two minutes of sucking the air and the words out of the young Praetor's mouth, she stood up and walked over to the door.

" well, gotta go. Meeting Yunie for lunch!" She sang, leaving a very speechless Baralai alone with his thoughts. Did she, Rikku, Kiss him! Rikku, the girl who made calm Baralai flip his lid? Rikku, the one who obsesses over Baralai's best friend? Rikku, the girl who he despised at times? Despised? He may have thought that then, but he didn't stop her kissing him when he knew he could.

So that is that as they say. Please review so I can tell if I should carry on or not. So untill next time we meet- or read. Yeah, read! anyway toodles my readers.