Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, I don't own Final Fantasy X-2, I don't own my house, I don't own my car, I don't own my pants.

Warning: Sexual Content…I repeat Sexual Content. Lemons and Limes are my kind of fruit, and if you ain't cool with that turn around now.

Koken: I appoligise if this seems to be a lot about Paine and Baralai but I assure you that isn't going to stay that way. Please R&R

Intruder Alert

Paine's high heeled boots clicked as she walked down the long entrance to Bevelle. Anger bubbled up inside her. She poured her heart out to him in that sphere, and he didn't even dignify her with a response.

She remembered how long it took her to just think of what to say. She remembered how long she sat in the Celsius with her recorder going over what and over the words in her head. Why couldn't he have the guts to even talk she wondered.

She approached the door to the temple and pushed until the heavy doors swung open. Stepping forward she noted the guards blocking her path. Paine put a hand on her sword hilt. "I'm here to see the Prater."

The guard lifted his gun to show the device in a threatening manner. "He does not currently wish to be disturbed."

Paine snickered under her breath and tilted her head. The crimson eyes fearing deep anger. "I'm a Gullwing. You little nitwit. I defeated Vegnagun and I'm able to defeat more powerful fiends then you can imagine with my eyes closed. Do you want to get in my way?"

The guard gulped but held his ground, letting the gun fall. He pulled back the hammer and held his breath. Maybe she would back down?

Not as lucky as he thought the guard felt a sword slap him on the temple. He was unconscious before he even hit the floor.

She stepped over him. Despite more guards near the transport, no one attempted to stop her. She walked into the thrown room. Letting her heels echo, she wanted Baralai to know just who was coming.

Paine rounded the corner and looked up at the dais to where the Prater stood. The shocking part however was it wasn't Baralai. The platinum blonde man looked almost exactly like the man Paine couldn't get off her mind. He moved the correct way, even sounded similar.

"You, must be the girl who forced her way in to see me." He said lifting an eyebrow.

Paine was startled and caught off guard but decided not to show it. "The proper question is, who are you?"

The man cracked a smile, one little beautiful smile. That was just like Baralai's, even the slight shyness. "I'm Sorin" he said lifting his arm to invite her forward. "Prater Sorin, Baralai's father."

She braced herself ready for anything as she scanned the room. "Where is he?" She asked, a bite of venom in her voice.

He turned to smile. But it was more skewed then the last one. "Safe where I can watch over him."

She felt something cold climb up her spine. The air felt icy, the room felt very small all of a sudden. A voice, full of concern and surprise, broke out in the thick air "Paine!" She whirled around to look up at the balcony. There he was. Soft tan skin, Platinum blonde locks, high green coat above his chin. Everything went black.

The two guards who had knocked Paine unconscious bent over her. One ripped the sword from her stony grip. While the other began searching her pockets, whatever fabric could possibly conceal a pocket anyhow.

"Father" Baralai growled, a new assertiveness in his voice. "What are you doing?"

Standing taller Sorin looked at his son with sudden concern. "Is there something wrong?"

"That is Paine, the girl I told you about. She saved my life. What do you think your doing."

"My son," Sorin said stepping off the dais and letting his long robes glide on the marble floor. "She forced her way in here and immediately challenged me. Am I to believe every hostile who enters my home to be benign?"

Baralai felt tongue tied and helpless. He didn't know what to say. "Father, She has done nothing wrong, she just came to see me."

Sorin and his son looked at one another. They're eyes were very different. Silence roared between them like a raging river. Eventually the older man nodded and walked to the nearer guard. They spoke but Baralai could not hear them.

The young platinum blonde ran turned and headed down to confront his father closer, bounding down the stairs and into the large thrown room. By the time he arrived Paine and the guards were gone, only Sorin stood there. Alone. "Where is she, Father?" Baralai's fists were tight, he felt his feet grow heavy with anger, with determination. I may not be willing to fight for myself he told himself, bit I am willing to give everything for her

"Baralai, calm down." Sorin said a creepy smile crawling across his features. "She is being disarmed and delivered to your quarters where she can rest comfortably. You can also then be available for when she awake." The older man did not step closer to his son. Did not attempt an embrace or a kind motion of any fashion.

"If she is of no harm then you will have your talk, you too will join the court for dinner, and all will be well." Sorin stepped father away. "I do hope she is worth your trust my son. I hope she will forgive you for what you have done."

Baralai felt the steely cold of eyes on his back. Guards to escort him to his quarters. "Father" he spoke in a low growl of a voice. "I do not understand what you are doing…"

"That is the pleasure of being Prator my son" Sorin gave a gruff laugh and turned away, his footsteps echoing. "You don't have to explain yourself to anyone."

Baralai turned before the guards griped him. Shrugging off their reaching grips and took a long strike back out. Baralai bubbled on the inside. Walking out of the room, under guard, the young Bevelle man walked to his room.

As the guards opened the large lock to his room he stepped inside and felt the door slam behind him. He shuddered as the deadbolt slid into place and sealed him inside. "Paine?" he asked the dead and silent room.

Walking to the other end of the room he looked at all the obvious seating arrangements. Every comfortably padded chair was empty. When his eyes fell on the velvet emerald comforter of his bed his saw something he did not expect. Paine. Naked. Her beautiful pale flesh was sharp contrast to the sheets. She lay face down with her arms down, blocking all but the smallest view of her softly compressed breast. He took a long deep breathe, but who was he kidding? He already had an erection from that much exposed skin. His eyes trailed down her graceful back and he almost collapsed as his eyes fell on her butt. The smooth round shape blending right into those long silky legs.

Baralai spun himself around quickly. I …just saw Paine naked? I just saw Paine naked. I JUST SAW PAINE NAKED? Immediately glancing back to see if she was still there Baralai saw the perfectly naked girl and gasped. Can't look…Stop looking … BARALAI! He snapped his head back and closed his eyes tight but the image of her naked body just filled his mind. The thought also managed to flush out his pants.

He took a few long deep breathes and reached back, folding the comforter back over her naked body. God…she's beautiful He took deep slow breathes trying to calm down but when he looked back at her he only saw that bare woman on his bed. Slowly removing his coat her draped it over the foot of the bed, and climbed into the soft enclosure and let himself look at her. He just watched her sleep, until eventually he wrapped an arm around her and fell asleep himself.