Characters: Rikku and Gippal
Content: Rikku's wandering the fairgrounds, and a certain one-eyed someone decides to tackle her.
Setting: The Badlands, race course
Time: Before the races.
Warnings: Cute, fail flirting, and general Rikku--Gippal-y goodness?
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"Geez, stick a knife in my ribs next time, why don't ya?" He sighed and just started walking off, still holding onto Rikku's hand, in the general direction of the ice cream vendor he'd seen earlier. Without looking at her, he added something just quietly enough it could be taken as serious, or missed entirely. "Someday you'll get them."
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"Sorry, Gippal," Rikku murmured, moving closer. "I just...no one takes me seriously, y'know?"
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Sometimes women completely perplexed him. "Right, so what kind of ice cream do you want?" It was a change of subject, and just in the nick of time. The booth was right ahead and he sure didn't plan on having this conversation out in public.
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"Truth or dare, Gippal," she replied, taking a lick of her ice cream and getting some on her nose. "You didn't want to tell everyone that you were wearing pink bunny and kitty underwear since I'd stolen all your other pairs that morning. So you kissed me."
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"I have a secret for you." He leaned in ridiculously close just to watch her squirm. "I'm better at it now."
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"Why won't you kiss me, huh? Too afraid of your technique?" she teased. "That's not like you, Gips."
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