Edonil: So, now that we have that out of the way… A new chapter! I must get at least two thousand words written today… More like three thousand, actually, because I haven't written much lately… I was at a rehersal for my school play until late last night, so yesterday's word count was 350. I'm sad. Anywho…
Disclaimer: As per usual, I do not own FFIX. I never will own it (unfortunately). It makes me sad.
Claimer: The beautiful Crims is all mine! Mwa ha ha ha… Erm, yeah. Sarah is mine, too.
To Change
Chapter Eleven
Alexandria was almost exactly like Kuja remembered it. The stupid little people bustling around, the dull roar of airship engines in the distance, the frequent yells of enraged buyers to sly merchants, the annoying clank of the soldiers and knights who were patrolling, the flamboyant colours of shop signs… All very picturesque. The yelling, soldiers, knights, and colours were annoying, of course, but still, the town was very… cute.
Kuja showed Crims around the small but happy town. Crims was greatly delighted by the smallest things. She liked the yells and clanking and flamboyant colours… It didn't make much sense to Kuja, but then, one of the reasons he'd never dated anyone before was that women didn't make much sense.
Crims also liked the shops, with their cute little wooden interiors and bright colours (curse those colours!) and friendly little shop-owners bobbing around and oh-so-eager-to-please. Annoying merchants. But Crims was amused. Kuja was bemused.
"Kuja, would you look at that!" Kuja looked where Crims was pointing. A pair of leather boots. "Aren't they beautiful?"
"Um… Yeah, I guess…" Crims sighed.
"You just don't appreciate good boots," she informed him loftily. Then, "Look at that shirt! Isn't it pretty? Do you think it would look good on me? Perhaps I should buy it…" She turned to Kuja. "Too bad I don't have any money," she commented airily.
"Fine, fine," Kuja sighed. Had Mikoto ever been like this? He didn't think so. "I have money. What do you want to buy."
Apparently, saying that was a mistake.
Crims wanted that shirt, and the boots, and some new breeches, and that belt over there, and those wrist-knife sheaths were so nice, and those wrist-knives were lovely too, and that hairbrush was amazing, and would he just look at that cloak, and would this and that and everything look good on her? Kuja carefully put a lid on his impatience. The must be something he was going to have to deal with.
Finally, Crims decided that she was done shopping- temporarily, she warned. And she was hungry. Knowing nothing else to do, Kuja took her to lunch.
That cost him a small fortune. It was a good thing he was rich…
Finally, Crims "retired" to her room, saying she was exhausted, and had to sleep. Kuja liked her, but at that moment, he wasn't too sorry to see her go. The morning had exhausted him, too…
So with a parting kiss- well, more than one, but that was beside the point- Crims returned to the inn, and Kuja returned to the palace.
Edonil: So, what did you think? Did you like my little shopping trip? I hope I got guys' opinions of shopping right… Kuja's opinions actually coincide with mine own rather closely. Please Read and Review!