A/N: Edited to add English text to all the Al Bhed sentences, per request of reviewers. Also made some other edits, mainly extending the conversation between Gippal and Rikku.

Everything You Want

By: Sirea

Chapter One

The sun rose over the Djose highroad, light creeping slowly back into the corners and crevices of the jagged rocks. Nocturnal creatures scurried to their holes and burrows within the cliff wall, hiding from the warm rays as if it were the plague. An Al Bhed man began lifting the tarps off his hovers for another day of ferrying tourists and potential diggers alike back and forth down the road, which ran a good three miles down to Mushroom Rock. The sun continued it's daily journey towards Djose temple, Machine Faction headquarters. Excavators, eager for more treasure hunting in the Bikanel desert, and engineers, their minds filled with machina specifications and blueprints, began to stir inside their tents scattered about the large lot, surrounding the lightning aeon's former home with small white triangles.

A tall, young Al Bhed with spiked blonde hair and an eye patch could be seen emerging from the temple. He stretched his arms high above his head, which was much easier to do today since he had decided to abandon the large shoulder plate he usually wore. A sigh escaped Gippal's lips as he prepared for another day of work. He nodded to various people as he walked though the encampment, making his way over to the small hut off to the side of the yard. Things sure had changed around here in the last year. He squinted his green swirl eyes as he looked eastward at the sunrise; sporadic clouds scattered over an orange and purple sky.

Oib, yhudran fuhtanvim tyo uv fung (Yup, another wonderful day of work), Gippal thought in his native language, slipping on his fingerless gloves as he entered the shed containing piles of machina parts awaiting his careful inspection.

The sun was high overhead by the time a bubbly blonde Al Bhed girl, about 19 years old, bounded energetically out of Djose Temple. Rikku, in her normal outfit consisting of khaki shorts over a yellow bikini, blue and white cowboy-style boots, white arm-sleeves and a long red scarf wrapped around her neck, scanned the front lot for her boyfriend. She strode up to one of the men standing guard at the front door, her hands on her hips.

"Frana'c Gippal? Frana ec dryd bydradel aqlica uv y puovneaht?" ("Where's Gippal? Where is that pathetic excuse of a boyfriend?") She demanded.

The guard raised his eyebrow. Gippal and Rikku had obviously fought about something last night. Unsure of whether he was getting his boss in trouble or not, he motioned toward the small building to the left.

"Ujan drana, ehcbaldehk byndc pnuikrd pylg vnus Bikanel." ("Over there, inspecting parts brought back from Bikanel") He answered. Without so much as a 'thank you', Rikku stormed over to the tiny hut. Bursting in the door, she could see her significant other in the very back, turning a machina part over in his hands, and getting quite greasy in the process. She quickly noticed Brother and Buddy too, as well as Shinra, who was tapping on a computer nearby. Brother stood, expectant, while Buddy crossed his arms over his broad chest, a knowing look on his dark face.

"Ed'c hu kuut," ("It's no good") Shinra concluded from his analysis of the machina.

"Aqyldmo, ed'c lnyb. Caneuicmo, E renat oui kioc drehgehk oui ghaf cusadrehk ypuid aqlyjydeuh, zitkehk vnus dryd ujanknufh rujan byngat uidceta," ("Exactly, it's crap. Seriously, I hired you guys thinking you knew something about excavation, judging from that overgrown hover parked outside.") Gippal gestured toward the fire-engine red airship stationed outside, the Celsius, which was now used mainly to transport diggers and parts from the Bikanel desert.

"Pid-" ("But-") Brother started.

"E tuh'd fyhd du rayn ed! Uha suna suja mega drec yht oui'na venat." ("I don't want to hear it! One more move like this and you're fired.") Gippal threw the useless part on the ground, bits of metal flying up from the wreck. Without so much as a frustrated grunt, Brother walked briskly towards the door, his face scrunched up and his hands clenched into two fists at his sides. Buddy followed, a little smirk playing across his lips.

"E dumt oui ra fuimth'd dyga dryd clnyb uv sadym. Pid hu..." ("I told you he wouldn't take that scrap of metal. But no...")

"Crid ib!" ("Shut up!")

With her bothersome sibling out of the way, Rikku snickered. "You know you can't fire him. You need the Celsius."

"I know," Gippal replied, sorting through a new box of attack assemblies. "It's just fun to see him squirm."

After a moment of rare silence between the two, Rikku proceeded to pick a major bone with Gippal. "Why can't we go see Yunie? You are such a party pooper!"

"Hey, I do have a job around here, you know. I can't just abandon my responsibilities." He lifted another box of machina parts and set them down next to Shinra. "I'm gonna need these analyzed too."

"I'm on it."

"That's a sorry excuse to not go visit someone who made sure you could go on playing with your precious machina," Rikku retorted, kicking the box full of machines.

Gippal set the gears he had been inspecting down on the counter, and looked at Rikku lovingly. "Aw, honey, oui'na cu lida frah oui'na syt," ("Aw, honey, you're so cute when you're mad.") he teased.

"You can't charm your way out of this one, buster!" She jumped up and down, frustrated, the braids in her haphazard hair style following her movements. "Now give me a GOOD reason why we can't go. We haven't seen her in almost a year!"

Gippal sighed. "If we go visit Yuna, will you stop making me feel like crap? Three days of listening to you nag is long enough."

Rikku squealed in delight. "You really mean it? We can go to Besaid?"

"Yes, we can go to Besaid," he responded, imitating her in a high-pitched sing song voice. His tone then softened as he looked down at her. "I'll find someone to leave in charge, and we can leave tomorrow."

Absolutely forgetting that she was mad at him, Rikku threw her arms around her boyfriend's shoulders, no easy task considering he was a little more than a foot taller than she was. "Ooh, you're the best boyfriend ever! I've got to go call the others!" She bounced out of the hut, leaving Gippal somewhat confused.

"Others? Oh, no. Rikku, don't go bothering Nooj and Baralai!" he called after her. But it was too late, she had already run back into the temple to contact their friends.

Gippal groaned. "Shinra, damm sa ykyeh fro oui syta ymm uv ic bancuhym commspheres? Fyc ed du tneja sa ehcyha?" ("Shinra, tell me again why you made all of us personal commspheres? Was it to drive me insane?")

Shinra shrugged. "E's zicd y get. Tuh'd pmysa sa." ("I'm just a kid. Don't blame me.")