Author's Note: Alright, this is my first story I've ever written in my life. I've been on forever, but never acquired the courage to write one.
Disclaimer: If I owned Final Fantasy, I wouldn't be here writing a story on it. So Square don't sue me. I don't own any of it.
This story is almost exactly based on my life. Some things are more exaggerated, but everything has happened to me. Also most of the things didn't happen chronologically the way it did in my life. I thought my life fits Baralai's and Gippal's lives pretty well. My best friend acts exactly like Gippal. I don't exactly fit Baralai's character, but to an extent I do. I thought it would be better to write a story on something that is real. To me, I always thought that there was something Baralai had for Gippal (or maybe I'm thinking too much into it) and it's the same thing for me. Also, no one ever comes onto the FFX-2 section any more and hopefully this will boost it.
I searched high and low for a good title. This title was a phrase used by robbers literally meaning to stop and give me your valuables. I thought it fit because I felt like I learned a lot from my best friend and he gave me all of his 'valuables' about life and to just sit back and let the wind take you wherever you're supposed to be.
Chapter One
Nature of the Things
Ring Ring
"Hello?"
"Yo Baralai, what you up to?"
"Um…nothing as usual."
"Wanna do something?"
"Alright"
"Ok I'll pick you up in ten minutes."
This was how it always was everyday: Gippal would call me up to just hang out. He was my best friend, why wouldn't he want to hang out with me, right? I would call him up every now and then but for the most part, I didn't. Maybe it was because I knew he would call me, or because I didn't want to feel to clingy. I guess it was just the nature of the things.
Ring Ring
"Hurry up, I'm outside your house!" Gippal practically screamed and then 'click' was all I heard.
I went outside to see him in his old white sports car, which basically expressed his personality. I opened the car door and loud music blared in my ears with him singing along in the background.
"I let her lick the wrapper…" Gippal sang along to the song. I chuckled, to myself mostly.
"So where are we going?" I inquired always wondering what's going on in his little mind.
"I don't know, anywhere you want to go. The mall, maybe?" He said nonchalantly.
"Alright that's cool." I said in the same tone he did. He blared his music even louder and I could barely hear anything. Most of the ride to Bevelle Mall was a quiet one, but most certainly not an awkward one. We would every now and then say stupid comments to each other, but mostly a silent ride.
Once we got there, he threw his remote (yes, he had a remote to his radio) onto the dashboard, got out and slammed the door roughly. I love his way with things. Sometimes, we just go to the mall for no apparent reason. Maybe to scope out the girls (even though the girls I wasn't looking at), or to look at new clothes, or new gear for his machina.
"Dammmnnn," Gippal whispered to me as these two hot girls walked by. "Come on go talk to them," He said to me giving me the eye. I'm a much more reserved person than him. I wouldn't go up to a random stranger and talk to them, but he would. I've never met anyone like him. He has the most confidence than everyone on Spira put together.
"Umm, no. That's weird," I said frowning.
"Fine whatever, they ain't that fine anyways," He remarked in that tone of his once again.
To tell the truth, I'm pretty popular with the ladies. I go on dates with them, flirt with them, and am even considered one of the biggest heartthrobs in Bevelle High, second to only Gippal. But in the end, these girls could never satisfy what I want. Most of the girls I go after are just because I feel like I'm always in direct competition with my best friend. I do have some sort of interest in them; however, it's just that they, how do I say it, weren't just right.
We went into a machina store where Gippal quickly roamed the whole area. I just walked slowly not really looking, more like dazing onto the items. This wasn't my thing. Having a hobby, or even obsession, with machina is more where Gippal came from: in the lower end of Bevelle, where most of the Al Bhed resided. I lived on the upper end, seeing as how my family is one of the most prominent in the city. I don't look at him any different than I would others. He's my best friend; I won't condescend as most people of my status often do.
"All of this looks so ghetto," I remarked in a lighthearted way. I always jab at his background; obviously he doesn't take it seriously.
"It's not ghetto!" He screams, chuckling at the same time. We goofed around, saying crap to each other, throwing things, and even almost getting kicked out of the store.
He bought this machina part to go with his new radio, maybe to make his speakers even louder. We left the mall and felt our stomachs growl. He said instantly, "Where do you wanna eat? Anywhere you choose." I'm sick of everything here in Bevelle. I mean, Bevelle is a huge city with lots of things to do, but if you've lived here ever since you were born, you've tried everything.
"Umm I don't know. I don't like anything here any more," I remarked disgustingly. I just want to leave Bevelle and move somewhere with a lot more culture, fun, and diversity. That's the main reason why I applied to Zanarkand University. I eventually convinced Gippal to do the same so maybe we wouldn't have to separate. But I don't think any of us will get in, that's one of the most prestigious schools in all of Spira.
We eventually found a spot: Rin's Diner. It was all right, the only place we can go to right now.
"Let's go eat at your house," He said suddenly.
"Why, how about eating here?" I questioned wondering what's the point of going all the way back there.
"'Cuz I like eating there," He said happily. He's such a happy-go-lucky type of guy, nothing that I could be. I give off the impression that I'm just as happy, but really I'm not. I'm not depressed or anything, it's just that I always have a lot of things on my mind, especially Gippal.
We ordered our stuff and went back to my humble abode. We ate the mediocre food, goofed around some more, and then decide to go to my room where I had two computers. We liked to do this to people: we would sign onto Instant Message, and message our group of friends the exact same thing; just to get them confused. We could take hours just playing around with people's minds.
"Alright, it's 11:30, I have to go. It's a school night," He said, disappointing me. I never wanted him to leave, but then again I did just spend the last 7 hours hanging out with him. I always walked him out and to wave him farewell as he got into his car.
I walked back into my room and contemplate about my day. I seriously cannot get him out of my mind. He wasn't perfect in any way whatsoever, but he was perfect to me. This is always how I feel after hanging out with him for a whole day, like I'm on a high. However, on the days that he doesn't even bother talking to me, I feel like shit.
Tbc…
Alright so how was it? Read and review please and be nice. It's my first story ever! Thanks a lot! I kind have made Baralai almost a little too different from how he was portrayed in the game. However I think he really does act like this and this is what goes through his mind. This chapter was just supposed to give you a little gist of how Baralai (me) lives his life and his ramblings.
