Notes and Warnings: Minor spoilers for FFX-2, as it is post FFX-2.
A Gippal/Baralai eventual slash, and romancing.
The Warning everyone else has' Warning: I am (probably) ignorant thereof and don't own anything in the legal sector of ownership of: FFX, FFX-2, and all other things. It's ©2003 SQUARE ENIX CO, of course. And if it's not, then I don't have a clue.
Personal Note: Happy New Year and One Year Anniversary for our fic. Yep, our fic; it wouldn't be here without you guys. So happy 2005!
XoxCabrera27xoX: lol, well I updated; glad you seem to be so taken. It is, afterall, my right to unofficially convert people to gippalai-ism.
Big-Purple-Lizard: Hey, and Happy New Year to you too. And I'm glad you can enjoy sweet moments too.
nat : A spoon and q-tip? Ehh...please, spare me the details. Yes, yes, I do have plenty of oneshots; but at they're for holiday's sake. Oh-oh, at first I was threatened with violence if I didn't update soon, and now I'm being threatened with molestation? Geeze, isn't that peachy..and scary. But, relying on the common good of man, I put in more interesting words, hoping to appease you and not be demanded of more one-shots or molested. Here's to world peace.
PrinceRyu: And a late Happy New Year to you. I hope your Christmas went well and your 2005 year goes even better.
futago akuma-tenshi02: Guess what I celebrated the new year with? A new Hello Kitty calendar; crazy, but if anything would make me smile a silly grin, hey, it's worth it. FFX pillow, you say? I have two FFX Auron posters...heh, I'll work on the teleportation device for the gippalai convention, just give me a couple of decades. Let's see..how many gippalai fans where I live..wow, a whopping one, and that's me included. Can't wait to get on campus during the fall and see if I can find any gippalai fans. And thanks for compliemts. Happy New Year!
Samurai Bishie Queen: Gippal's so smutty..lol. I have a tatxtsuxhis one-shot about mistletoe.. heh heh.. I could definitely email that to you..Yay for empaths.
Yonaka Niji: My utmost apologies for using the All I want for Christmas' song.. it was that or Alvin and the Chipmonks.. .
rebrose: Aww, you're so sweet...and mislead. I'm maybe a good author, but not one of the best and you can't make me change my mind about it. I write stuff, and post it.. and edit it..so, yay for persistence. That's what you can cheer me on for; sheer blind, dumb luck. Well, here's to more sheer, blind, dumb luck in the future.
BlueOasis: I'm afraid I forgot to do this little review to a review' for you on the last chapter; my apologies! And I updated, so.. wala!
Wai: If you're reading this, then ha ha' more smut.I thought we'd save the horse this time, and ride the cowboy...
Additional Comments: I write too many random one-shots
Enjoy Chapter 19: A Bit of Insanity
Gippal chuckled at Baralai's unique complaint, and Rikku's dramatic, devastated look. She puffed up a like a cat, easily offended, sputtered out her response, finding the perfect revenge.
Yeah, well, Baralai's a virgin! So there!
Silence once again filled the room.
Gippal pulled Baralai tight against his side, tilted his head back, and purred licentiously to his companion.
...Baralai, is there something you want to tell me...?
The man in question, barely maintaining his face, stared hard at Paine, giving her a most thoughtful idea.
I think it's time we let them be, eh? We can head back to the ship and stay there. Paine graciously, and quickly, ushered everyone from the room, leaving Baralai trapped in his love's persistent hold.
Baralai turned up his face, smiling coyly as he gently kissed a tan cheek. Nope. There's nothing I have to tell you.
Gippal looked suspiciously at the solid, brown eyes. Oh? You're not denying that you're lovely ass is only for my taking?
With a snide air, Baralai grinned, retorting, Who said you were taking me? And such crude language in a presence of an innocent.
Gippal sported a grin that spoke of success. So, in that sense, besides...that.. you're
Baralai laughed airily, slipping from the grasp, wandering with remembered ease to the other side of the room. Did I say I was the innocent?
Gippal's eye twitched, his head jerking to the side, working his mouth like someone smacked him hard in the jaw. Apparently Gippal doesn't like assumptions. Wait a minute, dove, who said I wasn't up to par?
Baralai didn't even bother turning around, too busy stroking his hand down a section of wall. Oh, not up to par. It's quite beautiful; your youthful eagerness makes up for the most of it.
Gippal eyed his lover suspiciously, just wondering what he was up to. Makes up for the most of what?
Baralai smiled successfully at the fading wall, turning around confidently. Youthful eagerness makes up for the most of the lack of experience.
Gippal's corner lip twitched as he watched Baralai walk into the hidden room like he owned the place. With a bit of annoyance, he realized he was following his companion. The rest of his thoughts gave his smile a bit of a lecherous appearance. And here he thought he was the only one who knew about this place. He should have known.
Baralai smiled pleasantly as he crouched down. Of course, his love would pick this room; it had bathing facilities. More specifically, a sunken tub, made most comfortably for one. Leaning forward on the balls of his feet, he turned a small facet, pleased to see clear water beginning to flow into the tub. He let his hand play under the water, a smile reaching his features as the water finally became warm.
Gippal was staring curiously at the crouched man. How presumptuous of him just to walk right in here and, if he read the intentions right, take a bath. Talk about inviting yourself in. Finally, he just couldn't hold the ridiculous question in.
Just what the shit do you think you are you doing?
Oh so nonchalantly, Baralai rose from his crouch, carefully unlacing and removing his boots. What does it look like I'm doing?Looks like you're undressing, Gippal grumbled.
Baralai smirked softly, in his own way. Oh, and suddenly now that bothers you?
Willing to take the bait, Gippal moved towards the older man, watching with rapt attention as the white, Al Bhedian shirt was to be slipped off next.
Not really... Gippal stalked closer, a grin on his face as the praetor tugged off his shirt.
Baralai responded curtly, throwing the white garment at Gippal. A shirt unjustly covering half of his face, the younger man felt compelled to scoff.
Yeah, well, it bothers me that you walk right in here, like you own the place. His mouth promptly went dry as he watched Baralai undo the single belt.
Technically, I do own this place, he spoke with such ease, hands pausing at the covered waist, instead reaching down to stop the steaming flow of water. Gippal couldn't help but stare as he watched those nimble fingers move back to the taut stomach, deftly reaching for the sinfully accentuating, black pants. Gippal must have made a noise somewhere in the process, the hands freezing after working through the three buttons. Baralai looked up, a raised eyebrow proving his curious amusement.
Maybe you should sit down before you faint.
Gippal thought that was a wonderful idea, considering it was rather hot in here. But one to be a man, and also because he couldn't get his body to move, he stayed still, but finally worked his brain, continuing their conversation. Who says you own this place?
Baralai smiled, that small, yes, I do know everything' smile he gave when he loved to lecture, especially to prove he was right. Sliding the fabric over his hips, he let the pants drop to the cool, tiled floor while explaining his logic to the enraptured audience.
While you are the current users of the temple, you are not the owners. You did not buy the temple nor build it, you just occupy it. So legally, it is not under your ownership. The original ownership would go to the local priests, townspeople, and Bevelle. But since the temple was not built by the local inhabitants' profit, instead by Bevelle's, it would be lead most to believe it was under the ownership of Bevelle, not only the jurisdiction. And myself being the current praetor of Bevelle, I'd say I own more of this than you do. And with a raised brow, and a smirk, he sunk a long leg into the warm water, his features relaxing a bit at the feel. With one last, hopefully sultry, look at Gippal, his body was fully emerged, his head resting against the edge. He chuckled quietly at Gippal's response.
Oui meddma... ( You little...)
E meddma fryd? ( I little what?) Baralai responding with a relaxed grin, enjoying the soothing heat of the water.
Gippal walked over, his booted feet stopping to rest with the white head between them. You're...what was the word Rikku used? A spoil sport.
Baralai smiled, pulling off his addictive headband, and slinging it in the general direction of his clothes. Leaning back, looking up the length of his lover, he sighed, closing his eyes.
Why am I a spoil sport? Gippal didn't hear the question at first, his eyes drawn to the long, lily strands, their tips skimming the water near the man's bare shoulders. Remembering he was supposed to be upset, not enraptured by the absolutely indecent sight, he looked back into the bright eyes, answering the question.
Gippal elaborated vaguely, you're wearing... those.. short-things.Oh, Baralai smiled in response, and opened his eyes, revealing impossibly dark, sinful colors, so you're upset that I don't bathe nude while you're watching?
Gippal felt undeserving heat rise in his face. I-I'm not a... a juoain.Are you sure about that? I'd call what you just did-Ahh! Hu, E's hud!.(ah, not I'm not!)
Baralai stopped his lecture; why was he always right? He looked at Gippal with a side glance, that little I know' smile back.
Gippal stood straighter in renewed pride. Alright mister, scoot over; I'm coming in.
Baralai smiled, closed his eyes, and stayed perfectly still. The law of physics says it's you or the nice, warm, soothing water. I think you know which one I'm more partial too.It better be me... The Al Bhed grumbled, slipping off his gloves, his shirt and boots quick to follow. Baralai looked up at the shirtless man, swallowing and licking his lips at the sight of the sun-kissed, lean, muscled body.
If you come in, a lot of water is going all over this nice tile; in fact, our clothes might get wet.
Gippal shrugged, looking down at his tacand vmufan, letting his eyes follow the distorted image of the olive flesh underwater. That's why there are drains, Dove.
He got no reply. Instead, the older man closed his eyes, and slipped down further into the heat, the water barely touching his chin. Taking that as a yes, he removed the last barrier, moving to kneel over his mostly submerged lover. He noticed with a little amusement that the water did spill over. Uncaring, he stretched out, lying flush against his lover, the heat of the water feeling chill compared to the man beneath him.
I told you the water would spill over, Baralai chastised, eyes still closed.
Gippal was far too interested in the current sensations to be worried about being scolded. In fact, he was far, far too interested in the lovely sensations just resting against the lean body.
A heavy sigh issued from the submerged man. Sometimes I feel like a child molester.
Gippal, although very, very keen on starting something, was not quite beyond being completely dumbfounded by his lover.
Baralai finally opened his eyes, which shocked wider at just the mere image of Gippal. If you were a year younger..Yevon, this wouldn't even be remotely legal!
The slightly relieved Al Bhed pressed a kiss into the soft flesh. Oh yeah, and a year ago how old would you have been, hmm? 19? We're only two years apart. Man, is that what's been bothering you?Nothing's been bothering me, Baralai stated defensively, closing his eyes again. It was hard not to concentrate on the ache for the body above his.
Ohh..going all defensive and denying it? Feel guilty, cause I'm the young, innocent little boy, and you're the big bad wolf?No no, I think I'm onto something here. Well, besides you. Gippal grinned lecherously, and Baralai turned his head away, sensing the strong gaze. Gippal frowned. So that's why you could get all kissy, but then suddenly get all shy. Gippal laughed as if he just heard the most ironic story. And maybe he had.
Gippal, it really isn't that funny. You're barely legal! It's just.. I mean, I love you, but I don't.. ah! You're only 18 for Yevon's sake!Hey, don't bring Yevon into this! Gippal was laughing, purposefully pressing himself harder against Baralai.
Gippal, stop that.
The Al Bhed finally seemed to catch his breath. Sure, but let me tell you a funny story. There once was this young man, who was afraid of.. tainting' his friend's purity', all the way to the fact he blindly didn't see it was his friend actually trying to get with him. Gippal, I shouldn't push you into anything; you should have time to think something like this over.Baralai, I've had 2 1/2 years to think this over. And it's still a yes. A definite yes.
Gippal silenced any protests with a humbling kiss. Now now, don't question it. The only thing you should be question is why you're just lying there when I finally got both of us pretty darn close to completely naked.
Baralai grinned. Oh, so you finally got me where you wanted.Oh yeah.So what are you going to do with me? Baralai teased.
Mmm.. I have a few ideas. Gippal slid a knee between the slim thighs, watching with utmost interest as Baralai shuddered, releasing a shaky sigh. Heh.. and maybe some of this... He leaned down, ignoring the expectant lips and caught an earlobe between his lips, grinning as he felt the man shiver below.
Turn about is fair play, Baralai hissed, snaking a hand between their bodies.
Oh cred! Gippal about jumped out of his skin as a hand closed around him, a sound caught in his throat. He raised his hips a little, allowing more room for the eager hand to explore. It started out teasing and light, the sensation under warm water driving him mad.
Baralai leaned up, whispering sweet, lascivious words against his panting lover's lips. Grinning, he stopped his mantra, whispering much more pertinent question. Are you suitably distracted, Gippal?
Gippal choked on his words, his body shuddering violently as he felt the sinful feel of the cool water, warm hand, and hot body all against his skin in an absolute fulfillment of bliss. He finally processed the question, hands gripping the strong shoulders desperately. If I can hardly concentrate, then yes.
Baralai spoke faintly, brown eyes dulled and dark. Then concentrate on me, Gippal.
Gippal groaned. If there was anything he shouldn't concentrate on, it was the sexily nude Praetor of New Yevon so submissively lying beneath him. No, those thoughts only helped the steady and sure hand to bring him to the end sooner. But despite that hazy thoughts, he couldn't help but lock eyes and whimper. Wait, no, that wasn't a whimper.. it just was a high pitched noise from the back of his throat. Gippal of the Al Bhed Nation does not whimper; even if he is being jacked off by an achingly beautiful man.
Gippal laughed. Well, inside his head. He was too busy trying to breathe. Baralai must have sensed the change of mood, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. Y'know, I'm surprised we haven't gotten interr- A hand at the back of his head quickly pulled him down into a fierce, short kiss.
Don't you dare jinx our outrageous luck, scolded Baralai breathlessly.
Gippal grinned, about to retort when suddenly it got much hotter, tighter, and oh..cred. He gritted his teeth as now both hands worked on him, one sliding up as the other slid down, only to meet in the center and start all over again.
Gippal harshly cried out, his vision fading around the edge as his muscles tensed to the point where he was under the constant assault of shudders and fine, spine-tingling shivers. He felt all his muscles tighten and spasmodically release, the shudders racking his whole frame. The heat inside burned him beautifully, fire racing through his veins as all breath was denied in the pure, carnal moment. His mouth dropped open, but no sound escaped as he arched beautifully into completion, muscles clenching painfully in a decadent discord of needs and sensations. Blinded and exhausted by the sheer intensity of the orgasm, he didn't even conceive of reality until he heard the dark chuckle from below him.
Baralai chuckled, one arm securely around the exhausted man's waist, the other carefully sliding off the currently loose grip of the tan, calloused fingers. Gippal smiled weakly, resisting the pull the stroking the soft skin. He stiffened, rising slightly from his slump as he felt the small, multiple indents on the olive flesh.
Baralai's eyes were bright again with mirth, covering Gippal's mouth briefly before pulling back to answer. You had quite the grip on me.Same goes for you, Gippal said quietly, still trying to level his breathing. Then he grinned, shifting his thigh, feeling his lover very hard and hot against his bare skin. Y'know, I actually thought we wouldn't even make it this far before someone came barging in. This is kinda nice, and it's high time we get rid of your... Gippal searched for the word, ..boxers.
Baralai grinned licentiously, the dark thoughts deepening his eyes. I had totally different ide-Well I was sure they were both in here, I mean, I never saw them leave.
Gippal's blue eye went wide, and his body stiffened, while Baralai growled, letting his head fall back painfully against the porcelain edge. I told you not to jinx it, he sighed.
Yeah-yeah. At least they don't know we're in here.
Baralai felt a hand brush the inside of his thigh. he sent the young man a stern glare, let me remind you there are three, possibly five people who do know about this place.
Gippal paused his actions, brows furrowing in confusion.
Baralai sighed, seeing an explanation was in need. You, myself, Lady Yuna, and possibly Tidus and Rikku, ex-guardians.Ah. I see.Well maybe they're in the baths.There are baths in here?Of course, this is the summoner's and guest priest's rooms. A pause. I know the panel is somewhere along this wall.. The panel disappeared, revealing the bathing room and their occupants.
Well, there they are. Heh, Baralai looks beat, Tidus stated, amused. The young praetor was lying on the floor, a towel around his waist and shoulders; laying on his stomach, head resting on folded arms, he certainly was the image of exhausted sleep.
Cid looked over to Gippal who laid back, a lazy smile on his face as he relaxed in the water. Mywo yc ajan, E caa.(Lazy as ever, I see)
Tidus gave a strange look between the two men, before grinning and turning to Gippal. Well my wife here wanted to know if you two would join us for a late dinner, but looking at our dead-to-the-world traveling buddy over there, I'm just going to take it as a no.
Gippal shrugged in the impeccable whatever' manner he possessed.
Alright, I'll leave you be with sleeping beauty over there. You must've worn him out pretty fast, Tidus tossed out lightly.
Gippal grinned, realizing the man was baiting him to let something slip. He smiled overly pleasant, catching the blond's sea-blue gaze. Oh, you know, it's the good ol' Al Bhed charm.
Tidus stared back a little longer, chuckling to himself. Ah, poor man; so young to be bored to death. Tidus replied, careful not to talk too boldly; after all, his uncle was standing right next to him. Well, I'll leave you two be. C'mon Cid; let the lazy bums one day of rest. Cid threw a parting scold at Gippal in Al Bhed, before following his newly acquired nephew threw the faded doorway. As soon as they were gone, Gippal was up out of the water, making his way to the still psuedo-napping praetor.
Y'know, you can stop pretending, they're gone now. Not a sound. Baralai, I know you're not sleeping.I know I'm not sleeping, mumbled Baralai, but I am tired.
Gippal sighed the martyr. Ur, fryd milg E ryja! (Oh, what luck I have)
Baralai pushed up and his spine dipped, satisfying pops heard under the quiet groan of satisfaction.
Gippal watched in awed jealously. You make more sexy noises stretching than you've ever made with me, he said defensively, for his pride's sake.
Baralai stood up gracefully, grabbing Gippal's wrist as he passed by on his way to the bedroom. That's because you've never given me a back massage.
Gippal, once again, was confused. What? I've given you-A back massage, not a shoulder massage. You have to get right between the shoulder blades, Baralai gently rubbed a closed fist against Gippal, the fist slowly uncurling, two fingers sliding down either side of the spine to rub the lower back, and especially down here, where all the tension builds. Gippal leaned in appreciatively.
Mm.. feels real good B.
Baralai stopped the motions, lips curling into a slight smirk. I know. Now, I'm going to bed, he tossed the towel around his shoulders to the chair, and you can do whatever you want to do.
Gippal maintained a straight face, but the vibrant eye revealed his true intentions. Me too; I think it's high time we both went to bed. He coyly slide under the covers, moving right next to his lover, who already slipped his arms under the pillow, resting comfortably on his stomach, much like on the tile only minutes before. Getting himself comfortable, the Al Bhed leaned on his left side, reaching out with his right hand to his lover. As soon as he pressed hard into the sore muscle, he was rewarded with the most erotic sound he ever heard come from a man.
Gippal said, feeling the whole body language shift and change just from that simple, easy motion of his hand.
Baralai pressed his forehead into the soft pillow as he felt his lover shift, carefully nipping at his shoulders as the hand kept at it's task. He bit is lip, not wanting to release a sound, but couldn't help the groaning plea, Yevon, Gippal, harder... please...
Gippal found his cheeks heating up at just hearing that tone of voice. This was the almightily, calm and collected Praetor of New Yevon, right? He pressed harder, digging into the muscles. The reward was an even more strange, but beautiful sound muffled by that pillow.
Suddenly, Gippal began to appreciate his new level of influence over his lover's reactions. Yes, Baralai was much like a cat; graceful, captivating eyes, sly, purring, and apparently completely content if rubbed the right way. He bent to his task, already forming a plan that would leave his lover reeling and begging for more.
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Gippal: Heh heh..
Baralai: rolls his eyes You'll never top me.
Gippal: Oh you just wait.
Baralai: Pfft. Yeah right. Anyways, it's been a year since this was first posted so.. many thanks who think Gippy over there and I should be together.
Gippal: Well of course we belong together. Wait, it's been a whole year; this fic made it that long? Wow, I'm impressed.
Hidama: It took a lot of key-punching by our authress, but really, it's all you fans. Without you she probably would've -
Gippal:- or could have
Baralai: -stopped month upon months ago.
Gippal: Didn't she say, something around the second chapter, that she'd update about once a week?
Baralai: laughs Yeah, that was funny. That was when she actually had free time.
Gippal: Wait a minute, what were we doing?
Baralai: We're thanking the readers.
Gippal: Eh.. that can't be it. I distinctively remember smutty thoughts in my head.
Baralai: sighs Forgive my lover and his teenage hormones.
Gippal: Mmm.. Baralai sundae.. hey! I heard that!
Baralai: Anyways, much thanks and super appreciation; this was only made possible by people like you.
Gippal: Like me? Woah, didn't know there were that many perverts chasing my Baralai.
Baralai: sighs Gippal, for the love of Yevon, try to think with your brain.
Gippal: Yevon had a thing for you two.
Baralai: sighs Actually..
Gippal: Did you know I can only be jealous of so many people, right?
Baralai: Then be jealous of me.
Gippal: Why?
Baralai: Because I have the best thing in the world.pause You.
Gippal: Aww.. you're so sweet.
Baralai: So are you. So you ready for the finale?
B&G: Thanks and here's to more in 2005!