Chapter Three: How am I gonna get this stain out??
A/N: A huge love-hug to all my readers! I LOVE YOU!!!! It's you that inspire me to keep going, and I sure am happy that you all like this ficcy! You're all loverly ^_~ Also, this has a soft-core scene that you might want to sheild your virgin eyes from ^_^ (that is, if you have 'virgin eyes'). Just a little warning. And to clear things up, the italics is a dream, kids. ^_~
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"That's nice. But Yuna, I like you a lot. You really...impress me in a way. It's like...you just CAN'T say no. Come on, once every now and then." Gippal protested, and Yuna shook her head.
"You tell me that I never say no, yet you beg me not to kick you out of my house." she said, and he sighed.
"Just give me one more day. Please?" he asked, and she uncrossed her arms.
"All right. Since you asked nicely." she said, and Gippal grimaced.
"You got yourself a deal. Now I'm going to go to sleep." he said, and Yuna shrugged.
"Fine with me." she said, then shut the door. Gippal stood up, then, and looked out the window. Did Retardus even know what he had? Yuna was actually a one-in-a-million girl, and her cousin, which he could've just so easily had, was a one-in-a-trillion girl. And here he was, eating with his fingers and belching.
And people say the Ronso are stupid.
Either way, Gippal didn't really feel like doing much thinking, so he just set his mind to sleeping. After laying down, he thought for a few seconds, then fell asleep almost instantly.
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"Where am I?" Gippal asked the desert, realizing almost instantly he was all alone. Nobody was coming to save him, that was for sure. He only had himself to rely on-the best tool of all-and began to look around, in case he could find some food without having to shoot up a Cactuar. They really did make good meals, but when it comes down to it, he was the one who had accidentally eaten one of the Ten Gatekeepers (A/N: I can't find Chiapa >_ After looking around for a while, an old tent was located and he took a seat. Thankfully, he found some old firewood, and never left home without his lighter, so he could make a fire. The Desert might seem to be hotter than hell in the daytime, but at night, it was probably nearly twenty degrees. That, and the fact that fire kept fiends away. Or so he heard.
And if he was lucky, she was a lot smarter than a Zu. IF he was lucky.
But unfortunately, it didn't keep away his visitor.
"Where...am I?" he heard a voice ask, then took a look outside his tent. Yuna was standing there, shivering and obviously lost. She had apparently followed the fire to him, assuming that fire meant people. Luckily for her, she was right. But it wasn't exactly lucky for him. If Yuna could do it, so could a Zu.
Or so he had always thought. But in the last day he'd learned that Yuna wasn't half as stupid as she seemed. Just gullible and shy. And her heart was always in the right place, no matter what. Whether what she said was mean or the nicest thing the person had ever heard. Yuna was even one hell of a songwriter.
"Yuna." Gippal called, and she ran to the tent and entered.
"Gippal! What are you doing here?" she asked, and he rolled his good eye.
"Chasing the pink fairies. What about you." he asked, and Yuna looked away.
"Sorry." she said, and he sighed, then felt a nagging feeling. A feeling he didn't like. A feeling that made him stand up and comfort her. Try, anyway.
"Yuna, don't cry dammit." he said, then held her. She was still making sniffle noises, but looked up at him.
"Did you really mean that about me deserving better than Tidus?" she asked, and he nodded.
"Yeah, you do deserve better than Re-Tardus." he said, and Yuna sighed.
"Yeah, I do. I've realized that. And I think that you're a lot better than Re-Tardus." she said, then stood up on her tip-toes and kissed him.
It was the best damn kiss he'd ever had. She tasted like strawberries, and was a good kisser. Apparently she had a lot of...experience. And he doubted it was all with Re-Tardus. After kissing for a while, Gippal began to think about things a bit more...'impure' than a kiss. He tried to get her onto the bed, but she was stronger than she looked and obviously wanted to keep in their current position. And he was so desperate too, desperate to pin her down and do things to her she'd never even thought possible.
But she didn't want to, apparently.
Boy was he wrong.
"Yuna..." he said, his voice hoarse. She looked up at him and smiled, then pulled away from him and ripped her top off as Gippal just stood there and eagerly watched her. After pulling off the rest of her clothing, she laid down, and he had her just where he wanted her. Or so he thought.
"Excuse me." she said, and he looked at her face, then at other parts of her that were more beautiful than he imagined.
"Yes?" he asked, and she grinned evilly.
"I believe you're naked and I'm not." she said, then grabbed him and pulled him down to her. It was all a blur after that.
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"...dammit." he said, then looked around at the room. They weren't in Bikanel Desert any longer, and Yuna wasn't wrapped in his arms. She was probably somewhere down spoon-feeding Re-Tardus 'Chicken & Stars'. Moving slightly under the covers, he noticed something. Something that shouldn't have been there. Something nice and...wet.
"Ah shit. How am I gonna explain this stain to Yuna??"
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