What I Wouldn't Do For You
Chapter Six: The Solution
How could this happen? How could my whole life turn into a soap opera just like that? If there really is a Yevon, he has a really sick sense of humor. Either that or he simply has a mean streak against me.
I wanted to believe that what I had heard and seen an hour ago was a horrible nightmare. I wanted to wake up to Rikku's voice and find myself in my machina-littered room. But I couldn't. Reality can't be escaped, and it's a bitch if you try to ignore it.
Still...I feel like I just want to shoot myself. Repeatedly.
The party was still going on after Cid's announcement. Although people were still dancing, there was a lot of talk going on about what they had just heard. The women were going off about how Rikku was so damn lucky to marry a guy like Cibaneun, while the guys were cursing him for being engaged to a girl as hot as Rikku. The birthday girl had scampered off into the temple with Yuna and Paine following her. I knew that they were like older sisters to her and were always there for her when something had happened, just like the way I wanted to always be there for her. Cid was talking to that bastard Cibaneun, probably trying to apologize for his daughter's lack of enthusiasm and gratification. Believe me, I wanted nothing more than to beat that pretty boy's face into a bloody pulp, but I felt a stronger need to be with Rikku. I started off into the temple until I felt someone holding me back.
"Hey!" I shouted angrily at Nooj and Baralai as they were keeping me from going into the temple.
"We should leave them alone for a little bit," Baralai told me. He always was the voice of reason, which was exactly why I paid no attention to his advice.
"I think they need a little girl talk," Nooj added, and both of the guys dragged me beside the item shop that was set up near the temple, away from Cid's view. And that's where we met that blonde guy who came with the High Summoner, sitting alone and balancing a glass half-filled with soda on his head out of boredom.
"I'm surrounded..." I said cynically, and Nooj and Baralai finally let me go. The blonde guy grinned widely and stood up, catching the glass with his hand as it slid off from his hair.
"Hey!" He greeted with a cheerfulness that reminded me of Rikku. "Name's Tidus. Nice meeting you guys!"
Baralai was the first to shake his hand. "Hello, I'm Baralai."
Nooj was the next. "Nooj."
Tidus smiled at both of them, and then turned to me, expecting a handshake. I paid no attention; my eyes were glued to Cibaneun and Cid while they were talking to each other.
"Don't mind our friend," I heard Baralai apologizing. "He's-"
"Gippal, right?" Tidus finished, and I finally turned my head at him smugly.
He took the hint that I wasn't exactly feeling sociable, and scratched the back of his head. "Heh, so you're the guy that Rikku's been staying with."
"Yeah. What of it?"
He waved his hands in protest, that stupid grin of his still on his face. "Nothing, nothing. I'm just glad that SOMEONE is looking out for that girl. She gets into trouble constantly when she's alone, y'know?"
"You know Rikku?" Baralai asked, obviously trying to make up for my lack of talking.
"Of course! Both of us were Yuna's guardians. Still the hyper one, that kid, but she's always good for a laugh."
...good for a laugh...I remember that I used those same words when I teased Rikku that one day her and the Gullwings stopped by. If she only knew that she meant more to me than comic relief...
"I can't believe what Cid is thinking, arranging a marriage for her. That's wrong in every sense of the word."
I felt Nooj and Baralai staring at me, watching for me to react after Tidus had brought up the last topic in Spira that I wanted to talk about. But I had to admit that I agreed with him.
Tidus didn't notice the awkward silence and continued talking. "I know that she's eighteen, but that doesn't really mean that she's ready for marriage, especially to a guy that she doesn't even know. Hell, Yuna and myself have never heard of this Cinnabar guy, so we don't know whether or not he's even dating material for Rikku-"
"He isn't," I interrupted, surprising them all. "He doesn't know a damn thing about Rikku. I've never seen this guy before at Home, and something's telling me that not even Brother knows him."
Tidus nodded. "Yeah, he looked just as surprised as the rest of us. His lower jaw literally dropped onto the ground."
"...now that you mention it, he looks Al Bhed but he certainly isn't dressed like it. His clothes look similar to what the people of Bevelle wear," Nooj pointed out.
"You wouldn't catch a sane Al Bhed in a get-up like that," I scoffed.
Baralai cleared his throat loudly, probably to show that he was offended. "And what's wrong with our clothes?"
"Nothing. I'm just saying that there aren't any Al Bhed guys that would be caught dead wearing one of those dresses-"
"They're robes!" Baralai yelled at me. "There's a difference!"
"I dunno," Tidus chimed it. "I didn't wanna say anything, but you do kinda look like you're wearing a dress."
"It is NOT a dress!"
"Quit it, brats," Nooj ordered, being the responsible adult that he was. "Baralai, have you ever seen that man in Bevelle?"
My silver-haired friend cleared his throat again, trying to regain his calm personality. He rubbed his temples with his fingers, like he was in deep thought. "I don't remember if I've seen him, but he looks familiar. His name rings a bell, too. I think that I once overheard it a few times when I joined with the ranks of Yevon three years ago."
"Were they condemning him?"
"No...I think that I've actually heard his name being praised by some of the higher priests. I don't remember hearing anything bad about him..."
Nooj scratched his chin thoughtfully. "An Al Bhed that is commended by the superiors of Yevon...that does sound strange."
"Wait, wait, wait!" Tidus stepped in and looked at me. "That can't be right. Weren't you guys forced to live in the desert because the Yevonites hated you?"
I rolled my eyes, feeling like my day had reached an all-time low. "Why else would we live in the hottest place on the face of Spira, genius?"
"Gippal, you've never seen that man?" Nooj questioned in an attempt to avoid an argument.
"No, I haven't. I remember every single Al Bhed being driven into Bikanel Desert and constructing Home, except for that guy. I haven't seen him at all when I was growing up with Rikku, otherwise I would've remembered him."
Yeah, and he wouldn't have a chance to be her future husband. I would've beaten the crap out of him way before any of this.
"Ah, if it isn't Praetor Baralai of New Yevon," a voice broke my thought. Sure enough it was the Al Bhed I wanted nothing more than to kill, but I figured there were too many witnesses at the time. I doubt that Baralai and Tidus could have something like that on their consciences.
He bowed down to Baralai, the same way that the priests of Yevon do when they're greeting someone important. "It's an honor to be in your presence."
There was something about the guy's voice that sounded confident and proud, making the thought of Cibaneun having all of his limbs broken all the more delightful.
"Likewise," Baralai returned the bow out of sheer politeness. He never wanted to be confrontational to strangers.
"How is New Yevon? Making progress I hope?"
"Actually, Nooj and I have put a lot of effort into settling the small disputes between New Yevon and the Youth League. We don't want either faction to have more power over the other."
Cibaneun smiled. "A wise decision, as expected of the Praetor." His dark green eyes than turned to Nooj, and he bowed once more. "Nooj of the Youth League, I presume?"
Nooj grimaced when he saw him bow; he hated everything out of the Yevonite custom. It was the whole reason why he started a faction against Yevon in the first place. "Yes."
"It is great having this opportunity to meet the legendary veteran of the Crusaders."
Nooj simply nodded. Both Baralai and him weren't much for compliments. The guy than concentrated on Tidus who was kicking the dirt around his feet, paying no attention whatsoever. Or at least it seemed like it. I swear that the guy has the attention span of a flea.
"Sir Tidus, I presume?" Cibaneun addressed, catching the idiot's attention. "You were one of Lady Yuna's guardians along with Miss Rikku, am I correct?"
"Yep," he simply answered. I was getting the feeling that Tidus was suspicious of Cibaneun. "And you're Cinnabar?"
"Cibaneun," he corrected him, and Tidus shrugged his shoulders.
"Close enough, right?" He said, and I couldn't help but snicker, earning disapproving glances from Nooj and Baralai.
Cibaneun observed us all with a confused look. "I sense something troubling here. Is there anything I can do to help?"
"You can leave," I let the words slip off my tongue. I was being serious: I wanted him to go already.
Of course, being the gentleman he was, Cibaneun put the spotlight on me. Looks like he had something nice to say about everyone. "You must be Gippal," he extended out his hand, but I just looked at it. "I have heard many admirable things about you from Cid."
Normally if I didn't want to kill the guy, I'd be surprised that Rikku's dad had anything nice to say about me at all. But now wasn't one of those times.
I glared at him with loathing. Nooj and Baralai were about to get Cibaneun's attention before I got any angrier, but luckily Tidus did that for them.
"Hey, where is the old man? Wasn't he talking to you?"
The Al Bhed smiled, focusing on the former guardian. "Cid went into the temple to check on my wife."
I snapped when I heard that. "Cra ech'd ouin feva!" My friends didn't need to speak Al Bhed to get an idea what I was yelling about. Cibaneun bowed down his head, looking like he was sorry.
"Forgive me, you are right. I should not be rushing into things. I am not officially married to Miss Rikku as of yet-"
"And you won't be," I said coldly. Like hell I was gonna let him marry her! I don't know what Cid was thinking to go through with this, but I'll be damned if he expects me not to do anything.
"What do you mean?" Cibaneun asked, a bit bewildered. "Has Cid changed his mind already?"
"It doesn't matter what the old man thinks! Did either of you even ask Rikku herself if she was comfortable with marrying a complete stranger?!"
Thinking that I had said enough, Nooj grabbed me by the arm and dragged me away from the bastard, while Baralai was taking the heat for what I had said. Tidus followed us, not wanting to apologize with Baralai for my actions. Nooj pulled me away into the temple, where I saw the High Summoner and Paine standing.
"What's going on?" Paine asked, probably surprised by how pissed I was.
"Gippal had a little spat with Cibaneun," Nooj explained, letting go of my arm. "I had to take him away before something 'unfortunate' happened- "
"Don't bother, Nooj! I'm through talking with that pompous prick!" I fumed, taking a cigarette out of my pocket and lighting it as soon as I put it between my lips.
"Where's Rikku?" Tidus asked out of curiosity.
"Cid is talking to her in her room," Yuna answered.
As if on cue, we heard angry voices yelling from Rikku's room. The door swung open with a frightened Cid running for dear life. A stuffed chocobo was flying right at him from the room, but he dodged it and the toy headed in my direction. I caught it easily while Rikku slammed her door shut so hard that I think that the temple was shaking.
"Damn that girl, she's so stubborn sometimes!" Cid cursed, and then looked at Yuna. "Yuna, I think it'd be best if you talked to her. She's too angry to listen to her old man."
The high summoner nodded and Paine and her went into Rikku's room, gently closing the door. I was left alone with Cid, Tidus, and Nooj.
"We have to talk, Cid," I said to him between drags of my cigarette.
"Dryd sygac dfu uv ic!!" We all looked to the entrance and saw Brother walking towards us. "What are you thinking, Father? Why did you not at least TELL me that you arranged a marriage for Rikku?!"
"Calm down, the both of ya," Cid ordered. "I'll explain everything outside."
We followed him out of the temple away from Nooj and Tidus, Brother at my side cursing in Al Bhed. The guy gets way too excited, but I guess I can't blame him. I certainly wasn't peachy with the idea that the girl I loved was gonna get married to someone she didn't know.
Cid looked at us sternly as he took a deep breath. "I know what both of y'all are thinking. You're probably wondering if this old man has finally lost his marbles."
"Believe me, you have no idea..." I muttered under my breath, exhaling smoke.
"I guess the first thing I can do is tell you who Cibaneun is. As you can probably tell, he looks a little funny to be an Al Bhed-"
"He looks like Yevonite!" Brother interrupted. "I don't trust him!"
"He looks like a follower of Yevon because his family has had connections with Yevon. Not exactly sure what those connections were, but-"
"Hold it! You're giving your daughter away to a guy that has been rubbing elbows with a corrupt religion?" I cut in, refusing to listen to any of this.
"Dryd'c lnywo!" Brother added.
"Will you two let me finish? Anyway, it wasn't exactly Cibaneun who was involved with all that. It was actually a great-great-great-great grandpa or something like who was connected to Yevon. I'm not really sure about what he did, but Cibaneun's family are probably the only Al Bhed that have gotten along with the church of Yevon. Because of that, he didn't live at Home because his family was actually wealthy enough to live away from the rest of the clan. Because of their ties, they weren't forced to live in Bikanel with the rest of us."
"And that doesn't bother you one single bit?" I seethed through my cigarette. "That his family got off the hook while our people were persecuted and sent to the desert to die?"
"Hear me out, boy!" Cid tried to defend himself. "I was skeptical of him at first when he showed up. I think he came to me a little after that crazy boyfriend of Yuna's came back."
"How does Rikku fit into all of this?!" Brother hollered, jumping up and down like someone who had escaped from a mental institution.
"Son, do you know how I suddenly got all those new supplies and machina to rebuild Home with?"
"Yes, you told me Rin loaned you some money."
"Well...that was a little white lie."
I didn't know what was more laughable. The thought of Rin actually loaning money to someone, or the fact that Brother was stupid enough to believe it.
"Cibaneun was the one who gave us funds. The whole Zanarkand tour trip thing was a bust with Rikku and Yuna getting on my case about it and those damn monkeys that suddenly sprung up. Cibaneun heard about our plan to reconstruct Home and he came to me to help us."
"I see. And what did he want in return for his 'charity'?" I sneered, throwing down my cigarette onto the ground and grinding it into the dirt with the heel of my boot.
"...he wanted to meet Rikku," Cid answered finally. "At first, I wasn't comfortable with a funny-looking boy like this asking to meet my only daughter. But as the months went by, I saw that there's some good in the kid. He was helping the other workers by always encouraging them, and he's donated so much to our cause. After all of that, I decided that he would be a great husband for my little girl."
"Why? Just 'cause his family is loaded?" I retorted while lighting up another cigarette.
"Because he could provide for her, Gippal," Cid said as his eyes concentrated onto the ground below us. "I made a promise to my wife that I would take care of our children no matter what it took. I wasn't worried about Brother, although he can be a bit of a nutcase..."
"Crid ib!" was Brother's reply.
"But I was worried about Rikku, being that she's the youngest and our only daughter. I realized that I'm an old man, and I ain't gonna get any younger as the days go on. I won't always be there to keep my promise, and my son won't be able to keep it for me. That's why I arranged this marriage between Rikku and Cibaneun. I know that he could give her anything that she would ever need without a problem. She would be happy with a man that can treat her right."
"She didn't look happy," I said, my hatred towards Cid disappearing a bit. I wasn't as angry with him as I should've been. Cid wasn't a selfish man; he would do anything for his kids, especially Rikku. "Why didn't you even tell her about this?"
Cid sighed. "You try catching that girl! She's always flying around in that dang ship. It wasn't until I heard that she was staying with you that I decided to surprise her. I was hoping that she was gonna be happy, but I guess I was wrong."
"But Cid, what if she doesn't WANT to go through with this arranged marriage? Rikku's not exactly the type to let people make decisions for her, y'know."
"Well...I'm hoping that after she's done helping out with the Machine Faction, she'll finally want to settle down and see that Cibaneun would be a perfect husband."
I knew that Old Man Cid was long overdue for a midlife crisis...but this is ridiculous.
"You didn't answer my question. What if Rikku still doesn't want to be married to this guy, no matter what he could do for her?"
Cid crossed his arms and thought hard. "Hmmm...well, then I don't know. An arranged marriage can make a mess of things when it's cancelled..."
Then why did you arrange the stupid marriage in the first place?! Jeez...
"But I guess that if she found someone that I knew could take good, even better, care of her, then I would call it off."
That makes no sense whatsoever! If taking care of Rikku meant you had to have a fat wallet to Cid, then how many other gillionaires besides Cibaneun were there?!?
Yevon, if you exist, I wanna say this to you: damn you. Damn you to the deepest reaches of the Farplane.
"Gippal," I heard my name being called from the temple entrance. Nooj was standing there, signaling me to come inside.
"Hey Gippal," Cid called behind me. I stood still to hear what he had to say. He looked like he was guilty, probably because he knew that Rikku wasn't exactly happy with him at the moment. "Damm ran dryd E teth'd sayh du syga ran ibcad."
I nodded and then went back inside the temple with Nooj. When we were inside, the girls and Tidus were waiting.
"You're still carrying that thing?" Paine asked
I didn't know what she was talking about, until I saw the plush chocobo in my hands. I hadn't realized that I was holding it the entire time that Brother and me were arguing with Cid.
"You said that you had a gift for Rikku," Nooj changed the subject. "Perhaps now is the best time to give it to her. We're going back to the party."
"Hey, you think that there's any cake left--oww!"
The High Summoner elbowed her idiot of a boyfriend, and all four of them left. I quickly went into my room and grabbed Rikku's wrapped present from my desk and with it and the stuffed animal, I knocked on her door.
"Bmayca, E fyhhy pa ymuha!" I heard her voice say from the other side. I think I heard some sniffling in there, but I didn't leave.
"Ed'c sa," I said, knowing that she would recognize my voice. "Lyh E lusa eh?"
I took her silence as a 'yes', so I opened the door and stepped into her room. There she was, lying face down on her bed, the ends of her scarf sprawled against her almost bare back.
"C'mon, birthday girl," I said, trying to cheer her up. "You didn't open all of your presents."
"I don't care," she said, her soft voice muffled by her pillow. "I don't want anymore gifts, not after what my dad gave me!"
I chuckled and took a seat on her bed. "Well, guess I can't blame you for that."
"I hate him so much!!!" She whined, beating her fists onto the mattress.
"You don't mean that, Rikku," I told her. I knew that she didn't mean those words. Whenever she said them, she never meant them. Rikku was too caring and sympathetic of a person to ever really hate someone.
"...well...then I really don't like him right now!" She pouted like a little kid.
I remembered my conversation with Cid, and then I felt guilt building inside of me. I couldn't sit there and listen to Rikku thrash her dad, not when I knew that he didn't mean to make her life a living hell.
"...your dad didn't mean to make you angry, Rikku. He actually arranged this marriage because he was worried about you."
Her face lifted off of her pillow, her braids dangling from her blue bandana. "Why?"
I sat there for a half hour telling her everything. I didn't want her to get the impression that Cid had the intention to ruin her life on purpose. The old man and I had our differences, but we both had one thing in common: we would've done anything that we thought would make Rikku happy.
I saw the understanding look on Rikku's face, which indicated she had forgiven her dad a little, if not any. But the misery still remained in her usually sparkling eyes.
"...my Pops sure has some crazy ideas, huh?" she asked, pushing back a stray braid.
"Who do you think Brother got it from?" I asked, making her giggle a little.
But that sadness...I could still see it in her eyes...
"What am I gonna do?" she hugged her knees tightly. "I can't exactly say 'no', not after all that Cibaneun has done for Pops. With the exception of him, the Al Bhed aren't really seen as good friends in the eyes of the Yevonites."
I knew what she was saying. If she flat out denied marriage to a person who was respected by Yevon, there's bound to be some trouble between the Yevonites and the Al Bhed.
"But...I'm not ready for marriage. Especially to someone that I don't know anything about...why did this have to happen on my birthday of all days?"
I suddenly remembered my present, and I showed it to her. "Here. This is from me."
She stared at me, but then broke into a smile and took my present onto her lap. She slowly tore off the yellow wrapping paper and she smiled again when she had finished opening it. She held my gift in her hands and examined it.
"Wow, it's really pretty!" she exclaimed, but suddenly frowned. "...does it do anything?"
"Yeah," I answered, laughing. I opened it, and as soon as I lifted the lid, a bright image suddenly appeared and music was softly playing.
"It's Home..." Rikku whispered, gazing at the image happily. "Gippal...where did you get this?"
"I made it," I said. I was telling the truth, too. I made her the gift a few weeks before her birthday. I carved a smooth rectangular box out of this really pretty crystal I had found while wondering around Macalania Woods. I heard that they were fading, so I decided to visit them one more time before they completely disappeared. I wanted to bring one of the crystal formations that were all over the woods as a souvenir, and I chose to use it to make Rikku's gift. After I used a few small machina parts, I installed one of my old spheres that I used to record Home with when I was younger, and the finishing touch that I added was that the music box could play a short version of the Hymn of the Fayth. I chose that song because I heard Rikku hum it several times before.
It's funny. Whenever I work on a machina, I need to put a little of soul into it. When I was making Rikku's gift, I think that I had put my entire soul into it. I was tired in the end, but I was happy overall. All I thought about was her smile, and I was satisfied knowing that the words I couldn't say, the feelings that I had for her, were all in the form of the music box I had made.
She stared at me with those mesmerizing eyes of hers, the emerald spheres gazing at me with a soft glow. "Dryhg oui, Gippal."
Rikku threw her arms around my waist, her gift still in her lap. I responded by wrapping her small shoulders with one of my own arms.
"Oh, and I wanna give you back this little fella," I gave her the plush chocobo, and her eyes widened when she saw it.
"Gippal...your hand..."
I looked down and saw blood smeared all over my fingers and palm. I also noticed that some of it had stained the yellow wings of the chocobo where I had gripped it.
"Man...I'm sorry that I got blood on it-"
Rikku's arms tightened around me, burying her beautiful face in against my chest. "I don't care!"
Her little body heaved as she cried heavily, her tears soaking through my sweater. I moved the music box from her lap onto a place on her bed so it wouldn't break, and I held her close in a hug.
"I can't go through with this!" She sobbed, clinging to me desperately. "I don't even love him, Gippal!"
I felt like tearing Cibaneun limb from limb, but I just stayed there, running my fingers through her silky golden hair. "I know, Rikku...I know."
For another hour or so, I didn't say a thing. I was too depressed to try and get her hopes up with lies, and I was too angry to go back to the party. All I cared about was that Rikku was crying, and I wanted to be there with her.
For that short fragment in time, we forget Cibaneun and about the people that were outside the temple. We only knew that we were there for each other, and that was all that mattered to us.
After she had gotten all out of her system, Rikku wiped her eyes and fixed her hair. She said that she wanted to go back to the party because she didn't want to worry any of the guests. After she insisted that she wanted to get out of her room, I finally gave in.
"Don't look so serious," she scolded me. "It's a party, not a funeral!"
"Whatever you say...Cid's girl."
She rolled her eyes and laughed, returning to her old self. Rikku and I walked out of the temple and back to the party, where everyone was still having a good time dancing and socializing. All of her friends and mine were gathered in a circle near the item shop, and Cid was still talking to Cibaneun at the refreshment table. Even if she was smiling, I knew that Rikku was still miserable inside. She had to make the decision to either turn down the marriage of a respected man of Yevon to save her happiness, or marry him to avoid a nasty conflict between our people and the Yevonites.
I felt sick to my stomach, the events of today going through my mind. I remembered waking up to find that all of the guests arrived, I remembered when my friends were teasing me about Rikku, when Cid had presented his 'gift', when I confronted him about Cibaneun...
...if she found someone that I knew could take good, even better, care of her, then I would call it off...
I was dumbstruck when I remembered Cid's words, a secret happiness swelling inside of me. I grabbed Rikku by the hand and took her quickly to where Cid and pretty boy were standing. I wanted to make sure that they would hear what I was about to say.
"Hey people!" I shouted to the crowd at the top of my lungs. The guests fell silent and the music once again stopped. Rikku stared at me like I had gone crazy, and I felt everyone's eyes on us.
"I've got something to say that I want everyone to hear," I said. Our friends were watching us, and so were Cid and Cibaneun. Perfect.
I got down on one knee, holding Rikku's delicate hand with both of mine. I stared into her brilliant green eyes, completely focused on what I was going to do.
"Rikku..." I spoke her name with a sense of compassion that I didn't know I had. "The past month that you've been here has made me realized how much I've missed you all those times when I wasn't with you. I didn't want to say all this before, but now...I want you to know how I feel about you. That's why I wanna tell you something..."
It was dead silent, the breeze the only thing I heard. It was like...time had stopped and I felt like all of Spira was watching me.
Well Gippal...you started this, so you might as well finish it...
"Rikku...I want to be your husband."
The sound I heard was of hell breaking loose. Everyone broke into a mixture of 'awwws' and chatter that I couldn't make out. The High Summoner had thrown her hands over her mouth in shock, AGAIN, and Tidus has once more spit out the soda he was drinking. Paine's red eyes had widened like they had done earlier, and Nooj and Baralai were both smiling as if they had known something that they didn't want to share with anyone else.
I saw Cid gaping at Rikku and me, and Cibaneun was staring at me with a look that was anything but friendly.
Heh, looks like you'll be having a bit of competition on your hands, pretty boy. I'm not gonna let this arranged marriage happen. No matter what anyone has to say about it.
***AUTHOR'S NOTE***
Man, it's 3:23 in the AM and I've just finished. See what you people make me do!
Anyway, I'm in awe about all the great things you guys have to say about this fic. I really hope that this sudden change in events haven't made my story into a complete melodramatic sappy soap opera. I just wanted to make it interesting.
Well, I'm going to bed. Enjoy!
Translations:
Cra ech'd ouin feva- She isn't your wife
Dryd sygac dfu uv ic- That makes two of us
Crid ib- Shut up
Dryd'c lnywo- That's crazy
Damm ran dryd E teth'd sayh du syga ran ibcad- Tell her that I didn't mean to make her upset
Bmayca, E fyhhy pa ymuha- Please, I wanna be alone
Ed'c sa... Lyh E lusa eh- It's me...can I come in
Dryhg oui, Gippal- Thank you, Gippal
Chapter Six: The Solution
How could this happen? How could my whole life turn into a soap opera just like that? If there really is a Yevon, he has a really sick sense of humor. Either that or he simply has a mean streak against me.
I wanted to believe that what I had heard and seen an hour ago was a horrible nightmare. I wanted to wake up to Rikku's voice and find myself in my machina-littered room. But I couldn't. Reality can't be escaped, and it's a bitch if you try to ignore it.
Still...I feel like I just want to shoot myself. Repeatedly.
The party was still going on after Cid's announcement. Although people were still dancing, there was a lot of talk going on about what they had just heard. The women were going off about how Rikku was so damn lucky to marry a guy like Cibaneun, while the guys were cursing him for being engaged to a girl as hot as Rikku. The birthday girl had scampered off into the temple with Yuna and Paine following her. I knew that they were like older sisters to her and were always there for her when something had happened, just like the way I wanted to always be there for her. Cid was talking to that bastard Cibaneun, probably trying to apologize for his daughter's lack of enthusiasm and gratification. Believe me, I wanted nothing more than to beat that pretty boy's face into a bloody pulp, but I felt a stronger need to be with Rikku. I started off into the temple until I felt someone holding me back.
"Hey!" I shouted angrily at Nooj and Baralai as they were keeping me from going into the temple.
"We should leave them alone for a little bit," Baralai told me. He always was the voice of reason, which was exactly why I paid no attention to his advice.
"I think they need a little girl talk," Nooj added, and both of the guys dragged me beside the item shop that was set up near the temple, away from Cid's view. And that's where we met that blonde guy who came with the High Summoner, sitting alone and balancing a glass half-filled with soda on his head out of boredom.
"I'm surrounded..." I said cynically, and Nooj and Baralai finally let me go. The blonde guy grinned widely and stood up, catching the glass with his hand as it slid off from his hair.
"Hey!" He greeted with a cheerfulness that reminded me of Rikku. "Name's Tidus. Nice meeting you guys!"
Baralai was the first to shake his hand. "Hello, I'm Baralai."
Nooj was the next. "Nooj."
Tidus smiled at both of them, and then turned to me, expecting a handshake. I paid no attention; my eyes were glued to Cibaneun and Cid while they were talking to each other.
"Don't mind our friend," I heard Baralai apologizing. "He's-"
"Gippal, right?" Tidus finished, and I finally turned my head at him smugly.
He took the hint that I wasn't exactly feeling sociable, and scratched the back of his head. "Heh, so you're the guy that Rikku's been staying with."
"Yeah. What of it?"
He waved his hands in protest, that stupid grin of his still on his face. "Nothing, nothing. I'm just glad that SOMEONE is looking out for that girl. She gets into trouble constantly when she's alone, y'know?"
"You know Rikku?" Baralai asked, obviously trying to make up for my lack of talking.
"Of course! Both of us were Yuna's guardians. Still the hyper one, that kid, but she's always good for a laugh."
...good for a laugh...I remember that I used those same words when I teased Rikku that one day her and the Gullwings stopped by. If she only knew that she meant more to me than comic relief...
"I can't believe what Cid is thinking, arranging a marriage for her. That's wrong in every sense of the word."
I felt Nooj and Baralai staring at me, watching for me to react after Tidus had brought up the last topic in Spira that I wanted to talk about. But I had to admit that I agreed with him.
Tidus didn't notice the awkward silence and continued talking. "I know that she's eighteen, but that doesn't really mean that she's ready for marriage, especially to a guy that she doesn't even know. Hell, Yuna and myself have never heard of this Cinnabar guy, so we don't know whether or not he's even dating material for Rikku-"
"He isn't," I interrupted, surprising them all. "He doesn't know a damn thing about Rikku. I've never seen this guy before at Home, and something's telling me that not even Brother knows him."
Tidus nodded. "Yeah, he looked just as surprised as the rest of us. His lower jaw literally dropped onto the ground."
"...now that you mention it, he looks Al Bhed but he certainly isn't dressed like it. His clothes look similar to what the people of Bevelle wear," Nooj pointed out.
"You wouldn't catch a sane Al Bhed in a get-up like that," I scoffed.
Baralai cleared his throat loudly, probably to show that he was offended. "And what's wrong with our clothes?"
"Nothing. I'm just saying that there aren't any Al Bhed guys that would be caught dead wearing one of those dresses-"
"They're robes!" Baralai yelled at me. "There's a difference!"
"I dunno," Tidus chimed it. "I didn't wanna say anything, but you do kinda look like you're wearing a dress."
"It is NOT a dress!"
"Quit it, brats," Nooj ordered, being the responsible adult that he was. "Baralai, have you ever seen that man in Bevelle?"
My silver-haired friend cleared his throat again, trying to regain his calm personality. He rubbed his temples with his fingers, like he was in deep thought. "I don't remember if I've seen him, but he looks familiar. His name rings a bell, too. I think that I once overheard it a few times when I joined with the ranks of Yevon three years ago."
"Were they condemning him?"
"No...I think that I've actually heard his name being praised by some of the higher priests. I don't remember hearing anything bad about him..."
Nooj scratched his chin thoughtfully. "An Al Bhed that is commended by the superiors of Yevon...that does sound strange."
"Wait, wait, wait!" Tidus stepped in and looked at me. "That can't be right. Weren't you guys forced to live in the desert because the Yevonites hated you?"
I rolled my eyes, feeling like my day had reached an all-time low. "Why else would we live in the hottest place on the face of Spira, genius?"
"Gippal, you've never seen that man?" Nooj questioned in an attempt to avoid an argument.
"No, I haven't. I remember every single Al Bhed being driven into Bikanel Desert and constructing Home, except for that guy. I haven't seen him at all when I was growing up with Rikku, otherwise I would've remembered him."
Yeah, and he wouldn't have a chance to be her future husband. I would've beaten the crap out of him way before any of this.
"Ah, if it isn't Praetor Baralai of New Yevon," a voice broke my thought. Sure enough it was the Al Bhed I wanted nothing more than to kill, but I figured there were too many witnesses at the time. I doubt that Baralai and Tidus could have something like that on their consciences.
He bowed down to Baralai, the same way that the priests of Yevon do when they're greeting someone important. "It's an honor to be in your presence."
There was something about the guy's voice that sounded confident and proud, making the thought of Cibaneun having all of his limbs broken all the more delightful.
"Likewise," Baralai returned the bow out of sheer politeness. He never wanted to be confrontational to strangers.
"How is New Yevon? Making progress I hope?"
"Actually, Nooj and I have put a lot of effort into settling the small disputes between New Yevon and the Youth League. We don't want either faction to have more power over the other."
Cibaneun smiled. "A wise decision, as expected of the Praetor." His dark green eyes than turned to Nooj, and he bowed once more. "Nooj of the Youth League, I presume?"
Nooj grimaced when he saw him bow; he hated everything out of the Yevonite custom. It was the whole reason why he started a faction against Yevon in the first place. "Yes."
"It is great having this opportunity to meet the legendary veteran of the Crusaders."
Nooj simply nodded. Both Baralai and him weren't much for compliments. The guy than concentrated on Tidus who was kicking the dirt around his feet, paying no attention whatsoever. Or at least it seemed like it. I swear that the guy has the attention span of a flea.
"Sir Tidus, I presume?" Cibaneun addressed, catching the idiot's attention. "You were one of Lady Yuna's guardians along with Miss Rikku, am I correct?"
"Yep," he simply answered. I was getting the feeling that Tidus was suspicious of Cibaneun. "And you're Cinnabar?"
"Cibaneun," he corrected him, and Tidus shrugged his shoulders.
"Close enough, right?" He said, and I couldn't help but snicker, earning disapproving glances from Nooj and Baralai.
Cibaneun observed us all with a confused look. "I sense something troubling here. Is there anything I can do to help?"
"You can leave," I let the words slip off my tongue. I was being serious: I wanted him to go already.
Of course, being the gentleman he was, Cibaneun put the spotlight on me. Looks like he had something nice to say about everyone. "You must be Gippal," he extended out his hand, but I just looked at it. "I have heard many admirable things about you from Cid."
Normally if I didn't want to kill the guy, I'd be surprised that Rikku's dad had anything nice to say about me at all. But now wasn't one of those times.
I glared at him with loathing. Nooj and Baralai were about to get Cibaneun's attention before I got any angrier, but luckily Tidus did that for them.
"Hey, where is the old man? Wasn't he talking to you?"
The Al Bhed smiled, focusing on the former guardian. "Cid went into the temple to check on my wife."
I snapped when I heard that. "Cra ech'd ouin feva!" My friends didn't need to speak Al Bhed to get an idea what I was yelling about. Cibaneun bowed down his head, looking like he was sorry.
"Forgive me, you are right. I should not be rushing into things. I am not officially married to Miss Rikku as of yet-"
"And you won't be," I said coldly. Like hell I was gonna let him marry her! I don't know what Cid was thinking to go through with this, but I'll be damned if he expects me not to do anything.
"What do you mean?" Cibaneun asked, a bit bewildered. "Has Cid changed his mind already?"
"It doesn't matter what the old man thinks! Did either of you even ask Rikku herself if she was comfortable with marrying a complete stranger?!"
Thinking that I had said enough, Nooj grabbed me by the arm and dragged me away from the bastard, while Baralai was taking the heat for what I had said. Tidus followed us, not wanting to apologize with Baralai for my actions. Nooj pulled me away into the temple, where I saw the High Summoner and Paine standing.
"What's going on?" Paine asked, probably surprised by how pissed I was.
"Gippal had a little spat with Cibaneun," Nooj explained, letting go of my arm. "I had to take him away before something 'unfortunate' happened- "
"Don't bother, Nooj! I'm through talking with that pompous prick!" I fumed, taking a cigarette out of my pocket and lighting it as soon as I put it between my lips.
"Where's Rikku?" Tidus asked out of curiosity.
"Cid is talking to her in her room," Yuna answered.
As if on cue, we heard angry voices yelling from Rikku's room. The door swung open with a frightened Cid running for dear life. A stuffed chocobo was flying right at him from the room, but he dodged it and the toy headed in my direction. I caught it easily while Rikku slammed her door shut so hard that I think that the temple was shaking.
"Damn that girl, she's so stubborn sometimes!" Cid cursed, and then looked at Yuna. "Yuna, I think it'd be best if you talked to her. She's too angry to listen to her old man."
The high summoner nodded and Paine and her went into Rikku's room, gently closing the door. I was left alone with Cid, Tidus, and Nooj.
"We have to talk, Cid," I said to him between drags of my cigarette.
"Dryd sygac dfu uv ic!!" We all looked to the entrance and saw Brother walking towards us. "What are you thinking, Father? Why did you not at least TELL me that you arranged a marriage for Rikku?!"
"Calm down, the both of ya," Cid ordered. "I'll explain everything outside."
We followed him out of the temple away from Nooj and Tidus, Brother at my side cursing in Al Bhed. The guy gets way too excited, but I guess I can't blame him. I certainly wasn't peachy with the idea that the girl I loved was gonna get married to someone she didn't know.
Cid looked at us sternly as he took a deep breath. "I know what both of y'all are thinking. You're probably wondering if this old man has finally lost his marbles."
"Believe me, you have no idea..." I muttered under my breath, exhaling smoke.
"I guess the first thing I can do is tell you who Cibaneun is. As you can probably tell, he looks a little funny to be an Al Bhed-"
"He looks like Yevonite!" Brother interrupted. "I don't trust him!"
"He looks like a follower of Yevon because his family has had connections with Yevon. Not exactly sure what those connections were, but-"
"Hold it! You're giving your daughter away to a guy that has been rubbing elbows with a corrupt religion?" I cut in, refusing to listen to any of this.
"Dryd'c lnywo!" Brother added.
"Will you two let me finish? Anyway, it wasn't exactly Cibaneun who was involved with all that. It was actually a great-great-great-great grandpa or something like who was connected to Yevon. I'm not really sure about what he did, but Cibaneun's family are probably the only Al Bhed that have gotten along with the church of Yevon. Because of that, he didn't live at Home because his family was actually wealthy enough to live away from the rest of the clan. Because of their ties, they weren't forced to live in Bikanel with the rest of us."
"And that doesn't bother you one single bit?" I seethed through my cigarette. "That his family got off the hook while our people were persecuted and sent to the desert to die?"
"Hear me out, boy!" Cid tried to defend himself. "I was skeptical of him at first when he showed up. I think he came to me a little after that crazy boyfriend of Yuna's came back."
"How does Rikku fit into all of this?!" Brother hollered, jumping up and down like someone who had escaped from a mental institution.
"Son, do you know how I suddenly got all those new supplies and machina to rebuild Home with?"
"Yes, you told me Rin loaned you some money."
"Well...that was a little white lie."
I didn't know what was more laughable. The thought of Rin actually loaning money to someone, or the fact that Brother was stupid enough to believe it.
"Cibaneun was the one who gave us funds. The whole Zanarkand tour trip thing was a bust with Rikku and Yuna getting on my case about it and those damn monkeys that suddenly sprung up. Cibaneun heard about our plan to reconstruct Home and he came to me to help us."
"I see. And what did he want in return for his 'charity'?" I sneered, throwing down my cigarette onto the ground and grinding it into the dirt with the heel of my boot.
"...he wanted to meet Rikku," Cid answered finally. "At first, I wasn't comfortable with a funny-looking boy like this asking to meet my only daughter. But as the months went by, I saw that there's some good in the kid. He was helping the other workers by always encouraging them, and he's donated so much to our cause. After all of that, I decided that he would be a great husband for my little girl."
"Why? Just 'cause his family is loaded?" I retorted while lighting up another cigarette.
"Because he could provide for her, Gippal," Cid said as his eyes concentrated onto the ground below us. "I made a promise to my wife that I would take care of our children no matter what it took. I wasn't worried about Brother, although he can be a bit of a nutcase..."
"Crid ib!" was Brother's reply.
"But I was worried about Rikku, being that she's the youngest and our only daughter. I realized that I'm an old man, and I ain't gonna get any younger as the days go on. I won't always be there to keep my promise, and my son won't be able to keep it for me. That's why I arranged this marriage between Rikku and Cibaneun. I know that he could give her anything that she would ever need without a problem. She would be happy with a man that can treat her right."
"She didn't look happy," I said, my hatred towards Cid disappearing a bit. I wasn't as angry with him as I should've been. Cid wasn't a selfish man; he would do anything for his kids, especially Rikku. "Why didn't you even tell her about this?"
Cid sighed. "You try catching that girl! She's always flying around in that dang ship. It wasn't until I heard that she was staying with you that I decided to surprise her. I was hoping that she was gonna be happy, but I guess I was wrong."
"But Cid, what if she doesn't WANT to go through with this arranged marriage? Rikku's not exactly the type to let people make decisions for her, y'know."
"Well...I'm hoping that after she's done helping out with the Machine Faction, she'll finally want to settle down and see that Cibaneun would be a perfect husband."
I knew that Old Man Cid was long overdue for a midlife crisis...but this is ridiculous.
"You didn't answer my question. What if Rikku still doesn't want to be married to this guy, no matter what he could do for her?"
Cid crossed his arms and thought hard. "Hmmm...well, then I don't know. An arranged marriage can make a mess of things when it's cancelled..."
Then why did you arrange the stupid marriage in the first place?! Jeez...
"But I guess that if she found someone that I knew could take good, even better, care of her, then I would call it off."
That makes no sense whatsoever! If taking care of Rikku meant you had to have a fat wallet to Cid, then how many other gillionaires besides Cibaneun were there?!?
Yevon, if you exist, I wanna say this to you: damn you. Damn you to the deepest reaches of the Farplane.
"Gippal," I heard my name being called from the temple entrance. Nooj was standing there, signaling me to come inside.
"Hey Gippal," Cid called behind me. I stood still to hear what he had to say. He looked like he was guilty, probably because he knew that Rikku wasn't exactly happy with him at the moment. "Damm ran dryd E teth'd sayh du syga ran ibcad."
I nodded and then went back inside the temple with Nooj. When we were inside, the girls and Tidus were waiting.
"You're still carrying that thing?" Paine asked
I didn't know what she was talking about, until I saw the plush chocobo in my hands. I hadn't realized that I was holding it the entire time that Brother and me were arguing with Cid.
"You said that you had a gift for Rikku," Nooj changed the subject. "Perhaps now is the best time to give it to her. We're going back to the party."
"Hey, you think that there's any cake left--oww!"
The High Summoner elbowed her idiot of a boyfriend, and all four of them left. I quickly went into my room and grabbed Rikku's wrapped present from my desk and with it and the stuffed animal, I knocked on her door.
"Bmayca, E fyhhy pa ymuha!" I heard her voice say from the other side. I think I heard some sniffling in there, but I didn't leave.
"Ed'c sa," I said, knowing that she would recognize my voice. "Lyh E lusa eh?"
I took her silence as a 'yes', so I opened the door and stepped into her room. There she was, lying face down on her bed, the ends of her scarf sprawled against her almost bare back.
"C'mon, birthday girl," I said, trying to cheer her up. "You didn't open all of your presents."
"I don't care," she said, her soft voice muffled by her pillow. "I don't want anymore gifts, not after what my dad gave me!"
I chuckled and took a seat on her bed. "Well, guess I can't blame you for that."
"I hate him so much!!!" She whined, beating her fists onto the mattress.
"You don't mean that, Rikku," I told her. I knew that she didn't mean those words. Whenever she said them, she never meant them. Rikku was too caring and sympathetic of a person to ever really hate someone.
"...well...then I really don't like him right now!" She pouted like a little kid.
I remembered my conversation with Cid, and then I felt guilt building inside of me. I couldn't sit there and listen to Rikku thrash her dad, not when I knew that he didn't mean to make her life a living hell.
"...your dad didn't mean to make you angry, Rikku. He actually arranged this marriage because he was worried about you."
Her face lifted off of her pillow, her braids dangling from her blue bandana. "Why?"
I sat there for a half hour telling her everything. I didn't want her to get the impression that Cid had the intention to ruin her life on purpose. The old man and I had our differences, but we both had one thing in common: we would've done anything that we thought would make Rikku happy.
I saw the understanding look on Rikku's face, which indicated she had forgiven her dad a little, if not any. But the misery still remained in her usually sparkling eyes.
"...my Pops sure has some crazy ideas, huh?" she asked, pushing back a stray braid.
"Who do you think Brother got it from?" I asked, making her giggle a little.
But that sadness...I could still see it in her eyes...
"What am I gonna do?" she hugged her knees tightly. "I can't exactly say 'no', not after all that Cibaneun has done for Pops. With the exception of him, the Al Bhed aren't really seen as good friends in the eyes of the Yevonites."
I knew what she was saying. If she flat out denied marriage to a person who was respected by Yevon, there's bound to be some trouble between the Yevonites and the Al Bhed.
"But...I'm not ready for marriage. Especially to someone that I don't know anything about...why did this have to happen on my birthday of all days?"
I suddenly remembered my present, and I showed it to her. "Here. This is from me."
She stared at me, but then broke into a smile and took my present onto her lap. She slowly tore off the yellow wrapping paper and she smiled again when she had finished opening it. She held my gift in her hands and examined it.
"Wow, it's really pretty!" she exclaimed, but suddenly frowned. "...does it do anything?"
"Yeah," I answered, laughing. I opened it, and as soon as I lifted the lid, a bright image suddenly appeared and music was softly playing.
"It's Home..." Rikku whispered, gazing at the image happily. "Gippal...where did you get this?"
"I made it," I said. I was telling the truth, too. I made her the gift a few weeks before her birthday. I carved a smooth rectangular box out of this really pretty crystal I had found while wondering around Macalania Woods. I heard that they were fading, so I decided to visit them one more time before they completely disappeared. I wanted to bring one of the crystal formations that were all over the woods as a souvenir, and I chose to use it to make Rikku's gift. After I used a few small machina parts, I installed one of my old spheres that I used to record Home with when I was younger, and the finishing touch that I added was that the music box could play a short version of the Hymn of the Fayth. I chose that song because I heard Rikku hum it several times before.
It's funny. Whenever I work on a machina, I need to put a little of soul into it. When I was making Rikku's gift, I think that I had put my entire soul into it. I was tired in the end, but I was happy overall. All I thought about was her smile, and I was satisfied knowing that the words I couldn't say, the feelings that I had for her, were all in the form of the music box I had made.
She stared at me with those mesmerizing eyes of hers, the emerald spheres gazing at me with a soft glow. "Dryhg oui, Gippal."
Rikku threw her arms around my waist, her gift still in her lap. I responded by wrapping her small shoulders with one of my own arms.
"Oh, and I wanna give you back this little fella," I gave her the plush chocobo, and her eyes widened when she saw it.
"Gippal...your hand..."
I looked down and saw blood smeared all over my fingers and palm. I also noticed that some of it had stained the yellow wings of the chocobo where I had gripped it.
"Man...I'm sorry that I got blood on it-"
Rikku's arms tightened around me, burying her beautiful face in against my chest. "I don't care!"
Her little body heaved as she cried heavily, her tears soaking through my sweater. I moved the music box from her lap onto a place on her bed so it wouldn't break, and I held her close in a hug.
"I can't go through with this!" She sobbed, clinging to me desperately. "I don't even love him, Gippal!"
I felt like tearing Cibaneun limb from limb, but I just stayed there, running my fingers through her silky golden hair. "I know, Rikku...I know."
For another hour or so, I didn't say a thing. I was too depressed to try and get her hopes up with lies, and I was too angry to go back to the party. All I cared about was that Rikku was crying, and I wanted to be there with her.
For that short fragment in time, we forget Cibaneun and about the people that were outside the temple. We only knew that we were there for each other, and that was all that mattered to us.
After she had gotten all out of her system, Rikku wiped her eyes and fixed her hair. She said that she wanted to go back to the party because she didn't want to worry any of the guests. After she insisted that she wanted to get out of her room, I finally gave in.
"Don't look so serious," she scolded me. "It's a party, not a funeral!"
"Whatever you say...Cid's girl."
She rolled her eyes and laughed, returning to her old self. Rikku and I walked out of the temple and back to the party, where everyone was still having a good time dancing and socializing. All of her friends and mine were gathered in a circle near the item shop, and Cid was still talking to Cibaneun at the refreshment table. Even if she was smiling, I knew that Rikku was still miserable inside. She had to make the decision to either turn down the marriage of a respected man of Yevon to save her happiness, or marry him to avoid a nasty conflict between our people and the Yevonites.
I felt sick to my stomach, the events of today going through my mind. I remembered waking up to find that all of the guests arrived, I remembered when my friends were teasing me about Rikku, when Cid had presented his 'gift', when I confronted him about Cibaneun...
...if she found someone that I knew could take good, even better, care of her, then I would call it off...
I was dumbstruck when I remembered Cid's words, a secret happiness swelling inside of me. I grabbed Rikku by the hand and took her quickly to where Cid and pretty boy were standing. I wanted to make sure that they would hear what I was about to say.
"Hey people!" I shouted to the crowd at the top of my lungs. The guests fell silent and the music once again stopped. Rikku stared at me like I had gone crazy, and I felt everyone's eyes on us.
"I've got something to say that I want everyone to hear," I said. Our friends were watching us, and so were Cid and Cibaneun. Perfect.
I got down on one knee, holding Rikku's delicate hand with both of mine. I stared into her brilliant green eyes, completely focused on what I was going to do.
"Rikku..." I spoke her name with a sense of compassion that I didn't know I had. "The past month that you've been here has made me realized how much I've missed you all those times when I wasn't with you. I didn't want to say all this before, but now...I want you to know how I feel about you. That's why I wanna tell you something..."
It was dead silent, the breeze the only thing I heard. It was like...time had stopped and I felt like all of Spira was watching me.
Well Gippal...you started this, so you might as well finish it...
"Rikku...I want to be your husband."
The sound I heard was of hell breaking loose. Everyone broke into a mixture of 'awwws' and chatter that I couldn't make out. The High Summoner had thrown her hands over her mouth in shock, AGAIN, and Tidus has once more spit out the soda he was drinking. Paine's red eyes had widened like they had done earlier, and Nooj and Baralai were both smiling as if they had known something that they didn't want to share with anyone else.
I saw Cid gaping at Rikku and me, and Cibaneun was staring at me with a look that was anything but friendly.
Heh, looks like you'll be having a bit of competition on your hands, pretty boy. I'm not gonna let this arranged marriage happen. No matter what anyone has to say about it.
***AUTHOR'S NOTE***
Man, it's 3:23 in the AM and I've just finished. See what you people make me do!
Anyway, I'm in awe about all the great things you guys have to say about this fic. I really hope that this sudden change in events haven't made my story into a complete melodramatic sappy soap opera. I just wanted to make it interesting.
Well, I'm going to bed. Enjoy!
Translations:
Cra ech'd ouin feva- She isn't your wife
Dryd sygac dfu uv ic- That makes two of us
Crid ib- Shut up
Dryd'c lnywo- That's crazy
Damm ran dryd E teth'd sayh du syga ran ibcad- Tell her that I didn't mean to make her upset
Bmayca, E fyhhy pa ymuha- Please, I wanna be alone
Ed'c sa... Lyh E lusa eh- It's me...can I come in
Dryhg oui, Gippal- Thank you, Gippal