Wai's explanation: New series, mostly unrelated one-shots/drabbles that I've written. Most of them are short but the pairing remains the same. Gippalai only. So that means malexmale, people. Don't like it, then please don't read. If you try to flame/complain, I'll only laugh. OK?

This series is dedicated to Hidama-san, who is one of THE Gippalai authors out there. Plus, these were written for her enjoyment.

Note: BlahBaralai's thoughts

Part of the "This Never Happened Series"

Story I – Sweet tooth

Skittles.

Gippal was obsessed with them. At first it had been amusing, even cute. And then it became alarming and for some reason had settled on being annoying, borderline aggravating. Baralai was barely able to keep himself from screaming.

Gippal kept counting them, sorting them by their different colors. He even made sure they were the exact shade of red, purple or whatever color those DOTS from hell came in. It was quite funny, really, to see the New Yevon Praetor glaring at a row of sweets currently occupying half of his desk.

He nearly tossed them out of the window, but the cry in horror that came from Gippal, soon followed by that wounded puppy look that he had mastered behind Baralai's back, had prevented him from doing so. Thus preventing the evil, delectable treat's early demise.

"Gippal?"

"Hmm?" The blond looked up from his counting, flashing his lover a bright grin. "What is it?"

"How long do you plan on keeping these...things?" Baralai asked in a completely controlled voice.

"A month. Maybe two."

WHAT???

"Ah." Despite Baralai's effort, it came out sounding strangled, causing the younger man to stare at him in concern.

"Are you catching a cold or something? You sound like you've got a frog in your throat."

"Not at all." Croaked Baralai, shaking in rage.

"And you're shaking! Lai, are you cold? Are you having a fever or something?" Gippal got up, walking over to his lover. The hand that rested on Baralai's forehead was not unwelcome. In fact, Gippal had become so preoccupied with his obsession as of late that he couldn't even spare Baralai a glance, let alone a touch or even a kiss.

So the moment Baralai felt that familiar hand on his skin, a soft sign escape, which didn't go unnoticed. There was a small, impish grin on Gippal's face as he leaned closer to Baralai's face.

"I'm sorry." He muttered. "I've been neglecting you haven't I?"

DUH! You just NOTICED?

"It's alright." Baralai said, unable to help the fond smile, despite himself. "You've been...busy."

"I really shouldn't ignore you like that." Continued Gippal, as if Baralai hadn't spoken. "I'll make it up to you, I promise."

You better.

"As soon as I finish counting these skittles!"

AAAAUGH!

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Disclaimer: Wai owns...nothing. Not even the skittles. XD