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"Ooooh. Look at these!" Rikku was standing in the marketplace in Kilika, dangling a pair of pretty earrings in her husband's face. It had only been three days since their honeymoon began, and already Rin's patience with Rikku was wearing thin. She had insisted upon staying in the nicest villa in the island village, setting Rin back a few hundred thousand gil a night. It wasn't as if he couldn't afford to spend the money. It was that Rikku didn't think twice about doing it. And now, in the marketplace for the second day in a row, she was steadily burning a hole in his pocket.
"Rikku, don't you think that you've done enough shopping today?" Rin asked her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.
Rikku just gaped at him. "What?" She asked as if burned. She hadn't even bought that much. Just a dress, a new bathing suit, and a few pieces of jewelry. Although, now that she thought about it, she had bought two new dresses yesterday, not to mention a few pairs of shoes, and a lot of jewelry that she couldn't find room for in her jewelry box.
"Rikku..." Rin just couldn't find the right words to say. It was as if his heart couldn't say no, but his brain knew better. He had to fight his heart in order to save his wallet. "I'm just saying that...we've got our whole lives ahead of us to go shopping and spend gil. Perhaps you should slow down a bit."
Rikku closed her mouth and glanced down guiltily at her shopping bags. She nodded slowly, and shuffled into his arms. "I'm sorry. I just got so excited, seeing all of this stuff." She whispered to him.
Rin patted her gently on the back, ignoring the shopkeeper, who was trying to sell him more jewelry. "I know. Let's go back and have dinner. The perhaps you could try out your new bathing suit." He smiled into her hair, smelling her fruity shampoo. She was a gil spender, but Yevon did he love this woman.
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"I'm coming out now. Don't laugh!" Rikku shouted from inside the bathroom. She quickly checked all of her straps, buckles, and buttons before opening the door. She closed the door behind her, and walked out into the bedroom where Rin was sitting on the bed. She giggled as he blushed.
"You look beautiful. Why would I laugh?" Rin asked, letting his eyes glance over her body. The fabric that covered her body was more a work of art than a bathing suit. But it fit her perfectly.
"You're sweet." Rikku said quietly, slowly moving her way towards the bed. She leaned down even more slowly, closing her eyes and letting Rin kiss her.
"Don't you want to swim?" Rin asked her, looking into her eyes.
At that moment, everything they had been working up to was lost. Rikku grinned from ear to ear, grabbed a towel, and was sprinting for the beach before Rin could blink. She was still such a child, not yet grown up. Her emotions were still a little cloudy too. He could sense her desire, but at the blink of an eye, it could be gone and replaced with something else. Perhaps that was why he loved her so much. He kept thinking about it as he followed her trail of small footsteps.
"Come on! It's not cold at all, I promise!" Rikku was as far out as her height would allow her. Rin could just barely make out her blonde hair above the crystal clear blue water.
Sighing a little dejectedly, he shed his shirt and shoes, and waded out into the water. He soon found that Rikku was right, the water wasn't cold, but it wasn't warm either. Finding a shallow spot where he could still keep an eye on her, he sat down in the water. He saw her smack the surface of the water, and slowly swim her way towards him.
"Why didn't you come out?" Rikku asked, joining him. As she did, her head went below the surface, and she got a mouthful of saltwater. Swallowing a little, she felt strong hands grip her shoulders and pull her up, and out of the water. She landed on his lap with a yelp.
"Are you okay?" Rin questioned, looking a little worried. He laughed as Rikku spit out a mouthful of water.
"Yeah. I'm fine." Rikku answered, noticing that Rin was avoiding her question. "Why didn't you come out?"
"I'm not one for swimming." He replied, glancing at her. Off in the distance, he could see a group of young people playing voraciously. Two of them were girls, who were being thrown about by the young men they were with.
"But you used to Blitz. You were good at it, too." Rikku pouted, and looked at him. He wasn't looking at her, he was looking off somewhere in the distance. "What's got your attention?" She asked him, getting a little miffed. He ignored her still, prompting her to grip his chin with her tiny hand and turn his attention to his wife.
"What's wrong?" He asked her, a little confused by her sudden assertiveness.
"Stop watching girls play in the water and try listening to your wife." Rikku spat. She stumbled a little while getting up from his lap, but she kept on going, back to their villa.
Inside, she went into the bathroom and stripped off her bathing suit, throwing it into the sink. She couldn't help the sobs that escaped her as she toweled off and slipped into a robe. Her honeymoon was turning out to be a disaster. First she made him angry by being a princess. Then he went and took out his anger on her feelings by ogling other girls.
"Rikku, what's the matter with you?" Rin knocked on the door, trying to get her to come out. She ignored him, curling up in the bathtub, content to cry herself to sleep.
Rin ran a hand through his hair, sighing heavily, the air escaping his lungs with a loud swoosh. It was harmless. It wasn't as if he was touching them. All he had done was watched them swim. It was Rikku's fault he was doing this anyway. She was already getting a little annoying.
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The following morning, Rikku woke up in a tangle. She was impossibly twisted in the shower curtain and her bathrobe. "Rin! Help me get out of here!" She hoped against all things possible that he was awake to hear her.
Rin looked around groggily from the bed. He had thought he heard something. A voice calling his name.
"Rin!" Rikku shrieked. "I'm stuck in the bathtub!"
Rin bolted from the bed and tugged open the bathroom door. Inside was Rikku, trapped in the shower curtain. The sight of her made him chuckle.
"Don't laugh! Get me out." Rikku was getting red-faced as she struggled. She looked up and saw Rin still standing there, doing nothing to help her. "Why are you just standing there?"
Rin folded his arms across his chest. Why was he standing there, watching her struggle, with a smile on his face? It was cruel, but he was enjoying seeing her like this.
Rikku huffed and pulled at the curtain, trying to free herself. Rin was still watching her, and she was getting madder by the second. Finally, she freed herself and crawled out of the bathtub, stalking out past Rin. She searched wildly in her suitcase for something comfortable to wear.
"Where are you going?" Rin asked her as he approached.
"Oh. You care now?" Rikku whipped around, smacking him in the face with her dress. "We've been married what? Two, three days? And I'm already sick and tired of you!"
Rin stared down at her. Was their marriage deteriorating so easily and so quickly? What had happened between them for this to happen? A few arguments?
"I'm leaving tonight. After I go out for a little. I'm going back to Bikanel. Without you." Rikku told him as she took off her robe and pulled the gauzy dress over her head. She looked frantically in one of her other bags for her new shoes.
"What happened?" Rin asked, watching as she grabbed her purse and headed for the door.
"I don't know. You tell me." Rikku yanked open the door. She stood there for a few moments, in silence, waiting for Rin's answer to their problems. Of course, she didn't get one. "That's what I thought." She said quietly as she slammed the door and walked slowly down the sidewalk. Things would be over in a matter of weeks. She knew she was overreacting, but she didn't care. She never wanted to get married in the first place.
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"Can I get you somethin' little lady?" The bartender asked as Rikku plopped down on a stool.
"Any thing." Rikku replied, resting her chin in her hand. All she wanted to do was go Home and forget that the wedding ever happened.
"She'll have what I'm having." A familiar voice said as someone sat next to Rikku.
A/N: Okay...I know I took forever to update...I'm sorry. I've been really busy lately with moving, and ideas just weren't flowing as easily as they used to. But I promise that I'll try to update again as soon as I get some comments on this one, good or bad If you didn't like this chapter, say so. I apologize for ending the relationship so quickly, but...it's just the way things happened for me.
