A/N: Yay! Another thing on Rikku and Gippal! It's continued from my first story, so go READ. THAT. FIRST. Than review and come here. This story will probably only be two chapters or something—just to show what happened afterward...even though it doesn't show much. Oo

Disclaimer: The only thing that belongs to me in ALL the chapters of this story is the way I write-characters, setting, everything else belongs to them Final Fantasy people. That's right. 'Them Final Fantasy People.'

Rikku giggled as she undid one braid after another, an odd nervousness biting at her stomach. She hadn't taken her hair out of braids for at LEAST two years. But now was the time.

They were getting a little old.

"So!" Yuna cried, bouncing on the edge of Rikku's worn bed in Djose Temple. "What did he say?"

Rikku shrugged, but a small smile tugging at the end of her lips made Yuna gasp.

"Is he going to ask you to marry him?"

Rikku scoffed. "Yunie! Get that stupid idea out of your head!" Rikku winced as she pulled at another knot of braids. Her hair looked very different when not pinned up behind a bandana. And now that she was almost done unbraiding, it was long and crimpy after braids, cascading past her shoulders and making her look like some kind of summer goddess.

"Wow Rikku." Yuna hadn't seen her cousin in a few months, and already she had changed. She seemed more—mature, that's for sure. And now with her hair down, she definitely seemed older.

"You're so pretty!"

Rikku blushed a deep crimson as she finished pulling out the last braid. "You don't think it was a bad idea, do you?" Rikku saw Yuna shake her head vigorously.

"Come ooon!" Yuna whined, now seeming like the immature one. "Tell me what he said!"

Rikku just smirked. "If you can have your secrets with Tidus, I can have mine with Gippal."

The 19-year-old hummed an old song as she brushed out her rather knotted up hair. Her swirly green eyes twinkled at the thought of seeing Gippal again. Even thought it had only been a week or two since he went to go check out the excavations in Bikanel, it had seemed like eternity-especially since they hadn't left each other's side for two years.

But what had Gippal said? Augh, she had a terrible memory...it was over that earpierce he had given her so long ago...he had said...he had said...

"Don't worry, Goose-I'll be home soon, okay? But let's not meet at Djose...let's meet at the Moonflow. I have a surprise."

Ah, that was it. The Moonflow-where the two had admitted love for real that time. After so long of trying to hide it. But for the last two years they had been a happy couple-with exceptions from their constant tiff's and little arguments, of course.

The clock chimed 8:30 at night-almost 9:00, when she was supposed to meet him.

"What if ends up being-like-a new pair of goggles or something?" Rikku asked, admiring her now long worn hair. Different, yes-better-most definitely.

Yuna giggled. "Come off it, you know he'd be more caring than that."

Rikku thought of Gippal hanging her over the edge of the cliff constantly, and squeezed her eyes shut, trying to get rid of the terrible memory of heights. She laughed nervously. "I wouldn't be so sure."

"Well, I think he's going to ask you to marry him." Yuna finally said stubbornly, folding her pale hands in her lap. "You guys have been together forever. And you're a perfect couple!"

"Wow-I thought I'd never hear you say that, Cousin!" Rikku cried with a playful smile, giving her pathetic swap on the shoulder. Yuna just shrugged as Rikku walked over to her small closet and started to decide what to wear.

"Wear red-it goes good with your hair."

Rikku grinned as she switched over to the red shirts. "I'll remember that."

She finally decided on a small, (rather tight) red string tank-top that tied behind her neck. She wore a brown/gray colored skirt that went down to her knees, and her shoes adorned their normal blue and white boots with the yellow strings on the back. Rikku touched her hair one last time, admiring its smoothness.

"Tada!" She cried, stepping out of the closet and setting a pose for Yuna. Yuna clapped enthusiastically.

"Perfect!"

Rikku blushed once more.

"Now get 'em, Tiger!"

Rikku tugged at Yuna's long braid. "Shut your mouth-it's probably nothing."

Yuna just gave her a teasing grin. "Whatever you say."

Rikku folded her arms crossly. "Yes. Whatever I say." She saw her cousin roll her eyes slightly.

"What would you SAY if he asked?"

This caused Rikku to stop and think. She was nervous and excited enough about seeing Gippal again-let alone him asking to marry him! What WOULD she say?

"I dunno...what if marriage ruined the great relationship we have, you know?" Rikku slumped down the bed, her head in her knees, lost in thought. "But it'd be great to know we'd be together forever with a thing like that."

"Like what?"

"Marriage." Rikku replied dully. "I mean, I'm only 19! He has to have SOME respect for that..."

"It could just be engaged! Dona and Barthello are still engaged. HOW many years has it been?"

Rikku gave her a dry smile. "Only 5 months."

Yuna fell silent, her lips pursed. "You still haven't answered my question."

Rikku sighed and lay flat on her back, eyes closed. "I truthfully don't know what I'd say...I don't want to wreck everything-I mean, suddenly there'd be all these responsibilities—I'd feel so clingy and weird-what if he hates me afterward?" Rikku's stomach was a twisted knot now, and she was on the verge of tears.

"What if marriage totally wrecks EVERYTHING, or he gets mad at me for being too young, or-"

Yuna patted her head softly. "Stop worrying yourself-Gippal loves you, AND knows you enough if you two are ready for it not."

Rikku snorted.

"Than you don't know Gippal."

The clock chimed quarter to 9:00.

"Better go!" Yuna cried, lifting the arms of her lying down cousin. "Come on!"

Rikku moaned, her legs feeling like lead. "Thanks for ruining everything, Yunie."

Yuna shook her head. "I'm just trying to help."

Rikku stuck her tongue out childishly at her.

"Help is a rather strong word, don't you think?"

"Out, out, OUT!" Yuna cried, shoving her cousin out the door.

"And don't come back until you have a rock on your finger!" Yuna waggled a finger at her and than slammed the door, leaving Rikku to her own vortex of misery.

A/N: Yay! Whaddya think? Different than my first: I know. Sorry if it's not to your liking! R&R please!