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Trick Question

Title: Trick Question
Rating: PG
Challenge: sun, sweat, grit
Note: Happy birthday, siilentfall!

The hot sun beat down on Gippal as he lay face up on the beach towel, the sand underneath him gritty and familiar. It had been forever since he had come back to Bikanel, back home. Granted, everything from his childhood and early teenage years was now under tons of sand and reduced to scrap metal, but still. He had caught himself spending way too many hours hunched over his desk or elbow-deep in machine parts at the wee hours of the morning and had decided that he needed to take a well deserved vacation. Besides, he knew that things would be taken care of while he was gone. He had a good group of employees that didn’t need constant hand holding on projects.

He stretched his arms out and folded them behind his head. He couldn’t see it, but he felt the shadow loom over his face. “Out of the way, Cid’s girl,” he muttered, still not opening his eyes. “Sunbathing requires sun, not Rikku-shade.”

“How did you know it was me?” she asked, sitting down beside him.

“The perfume you have on. I could smell you from miles away.” He was teasing and his tone said as much, but he couldn’t help the deep inhalation that made his nostrils flare. She smelled fantastic, like someone had taken all of his favorite things and wrapped them up in flowers and silk. She was warm and soft and very, very feminine.

Which is why, even though he knew her and how she would react, the punch she gave his right arm still surprised him.

“You say the nicest things,” she cooed sarcastically, batting her eyes at him.

“I try.” He sat up and braced his palms behind him. “So, what’s up?”

She shrugged. “Nothing. Just thought you might be lonely.” She scooted closer to him, claiming a portion of his towel for herself. The move gave Gippal a very nice view down the top of her bikini, but he wasn’t about to complain. Shifting so that one of his palms was planted beside her hip, his arm effectively trapping her in place, he raised an eyebrow.

“Oh?” His nose nudged her cheek, his breath stirring her hair. “So you decided to fix things?”

“Uh huh.” She tilted her head to the side and sighed when she felt his lips follow the curve of her neck. “I mean, keeping your boyfriend company is part of the Girlfriend Handbook, right?”

“Wouldn’t know, you never let me read it.” His teeth grazed her collarbone and he smiled against her skin when she gasped. “You could at least let me skim the parts that would help keep me off the couch. I know there’s a chapter titled Is She Prettier Than Me and Other Trick Questions somewhere in there.”

She laughed. “Now what kind of fun would that be if I let you in on all the girly secrets?” She used her free hand to sift her fingers through his hair. Spending a good part of the afternoon sunning had left it somewhat damp with sweat. “And when have I ever made you sleep on the couch?”

“Just trying to prevent something before it happens. My couch is really lumpy; I’d hate to have to spend the night on it.” He lifted his head and stared down at her. She was looking up at him with a playfully disbelieving look on her face, her lips turned up in a wry grin.

“You worry about dumb stuff, Gippal.” She wrapped both of her arms around his shoulders. “Just shut up and kiss me already.”

Because he really didn’t need a handbook to tell him what to do when there was a beautiful girl in his arms, he did just that. If he had thought that she smelled fantastic before, it had nothing on the way that she tasted. He was about to use his teeth to undo one of the straps of her top when he heard a loud noise above them. He was fully prepared to ignore it completely when something heavy dropped inches away from his head. The bright blue and white he caught from the corner of his eye told him it was a blitzball.

“So, are you gonna come Blitz with us like we sent Rikku to ask you or what?” Buddy asked, shaking his head at the two of them.

“I got distracted,” Rikku answered, acting as if she hadn’t just gotten caught making out with her boyfriend by one of her teammates who might possibly inform her brother of her whereabouts. She was banking on the little known fact that since Buddy was a real softie when it came to romance that he wouldn’t snitch on her.

Gippal untangled himself from Rikku long enough to pick up the blitzball and toss it back to Buddy. “I’m guessing that was a or what type of answer,” Buddy said, walking back to the shoreline.

Once they were alone again, Rikku ran her hands over Gippal’s arms. “Good answer.”

Gippal grinned as he kissed her. It was a very good answer, indeed.

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