by PrettyGothGirl
All Disclaimers Apply
Summary: Cid contrives a way for Rikku and Gippal to spend some quality time together. Interlude 5: Rikku
discovers where Gippal actually went and that now he wants her to go too.
A/N: Happy Holidays everyone, Merry Christmas. This is the last time I'll be updating until
after Christmas. So, no chapter ON Christmas. I'm going to be away with family. See you then!
Rikku stared at him. He had lost his mind. "You want me to go where?"
"You were the one saying I couldn't leave you behind. Wrote that I was a jackass if I recall." He smirked at her. "Deal."
"Bite me." She growled.
"Anytime."
She glared at him for a second and looked away. "So, it's a gentleman's club and I use that word loosely."
"Yeah, I figured I could get you in as a table dancer." He played with a few machine pieces so he didn't have to look at her face. She sputtered. He grinned. "And I'd sit at the table. Turns out our man is a regular, has a regular girl he likes to tip and sits at the same table every night with the same group." All those ladies, and it still had been a lousy night. Gippal sighed inwardly. It hadn't been a physical problem. The girls had been pretty and all that. It'd been a mental problem. It'd been fantasizing about Rikku doing what they were doing problem. He grimaced. This wasn't going to helptheir little role/pretending problem. Oh well, at least he'd get to see his fantasies come true. He flipped the bit over. Rikku was still sputtering. As long as Rikku didn't kill him too much later it might even be worth it.
"I'm not going to do it." She muttered. "I don't know how they do it."
"I found a girl willing to teach you. I used my charm and tact." He tilted his head and tightened a screw with his fingers. "I'm also paying her a ridiculous amount of money."
"You're forgetting my first sentence." She flipped her hair over her shoulder.
"Think of it as a new valuable life skill, just in case saving the world ever becomes unnecessary."
"I haven't saved the world in months." She got up and started to pace. "I've been excavating, fiend hunting, sphere hunting, criminal catching with you."
"We're getting paid for this?" He perked up and looked at her.
She spun on her heel and put her hands on her hips. "Yes. Or did you not notice the extra bits of credits Pops is slipping into our accounts."
"I thought it was interest."
She flushed. "So did I at first. Okay, it's not very much, but we are getting paid."
"Interesting. You think if we catch this guy we can get a raise?"
"I'm sure if you bring it up nicely, Pops, the gil monger, will consider it." She started to pace again. "Why me?"
"I guess not. And you essentially volunteered. I like my life as undifficult as possible, so I can be as lazy as possible."
"Just to make a point, Pops originally volunteered both of us."
"True, but my point still stands. Besides, me in a dress does nothing for anyone."
Rikku stopped, snorted once and then began to giggle. "Gi-gi-Gippal. That's not fair."
"You're the girl. You get to wear the dress. Thus, you get to dance on the table." He snickered.
She wrinkled her nose. "Just wait. Wait until you have to do something that's embarrassing. You'll get absolutely no sympathy from me. None!" She stabbed her finger at him like a sword.
He paused in his fiddling and looked at her through the parts. All she could see was one highly amused light green eye. "I look forward to it."
She snorted. He would. "So, other than I dance and you sit, do we have a plan?"
He returned to fiddling. "Well, we could cause a ruckus and get him in the aftermath."
She sat as abruptly as she got up. She placed her feet on his desk and crossed her ankles. "Exactly how in a dance joint of this nature do you start a ruckus?"
"They have waiters, have one patron knock a loaded tray onto another patron, wah lah."
"How very predictable."
"You didn't ask for originality here. You have a better idea?"
She shook her head. "And if we can't-"
"We sneak out behind him and get him in the back."
"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?"
"A feeling?" He paused again and looked up.
"A feeling, a hunch… yeah… and it's bad." She twisted her bangs together.
"We could kiss for luck."
Her eyebrow rose. "You haven't earned a kiss recently."
"Now I have to earn them. You're cruel."
"Deal."
"Bite me."
"Maybe someday."
"Tease."
She grinned. "Absolutely positively, you better believe it."
He rolled her eyes and she stuck out her tongue at him.
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