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Chapter Eleven: Jailbreak
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Rikku stared out at the crystal blue waters of the Oasis and
sighed. She hadn’t been able to pull herself from her depression for days
and rarely moved from her spot except to shower and eat.
Baralai had been murdered by Gippal.
One
of her best friends had been murdered by the man she loved.
Good
gracious, her life sucked.
As
she stretched her long limbs on the sand, Rikku let
herself fall backward and stare at the sun as it slowly made its way across the
sky. She couldn’t stop herself from wondering ‘what if’. What if
she had just told Gippal how she felt about
him? What if they hadn’t split up from Baralai?
What if…
She
groaned and stretched. The bottom line was that Baralai
was a talented fighter. He had been difficult to beat when the female
trio had fought him during his possession. He would have been able to
defend himself from a full on assault which led to only one logical
conclusion. Baralai had been caught off
guard.
However,
though Rikku knew this, try as she might she could
not get herself to believe completely that Gippal had
snuck up behind Baralai and wrapped the belt around
his neck. Although all evidence pointed to him, Rikku
knew Gippal just like he had said she did. Gippal might have killed Baralai
in anger, but never in a preconceived plan.
“I
thought I’d find you here.”
Rikku turned her head and smiled up at Paine who was walking over the
final sand dune to take a seat next to Rikku.
The Al Bhed had to stifle a laugh at the fact that
her friend was still wearing black leather in the desert. She
nodded, “You thought right.”
“We
saw Gippal today.”
Rikku frowned. She didn’t want to think about Gippal
in that horrible place and about the part – the huge part – she played in
having him sent there.
“I
don’t think he did it, Rikku”
Her
eyes connected with the crimson spheres of her friends and she asked, shocked,
“Why? You went there this morning so sure that he had done it. What
happened?”
Paine
shrugged and dusted some sand off of her boot, “Well, he pointed out how stupid
it would be for him to use his own belt to kill Baralai.
Plus, by not wiping the prints off he would have just been asking to be
arrested.”
“I
suppose you’re right,” Rikku admitted, “but who
killed Baralai if Gippal
didn’t?”
Paine
gave Rikku a half-grin, “That’s where Gippal and I disagree. The person he immediately
suspected, I don’t think could have done it. However, his theory on how
the killer might have gotten in, then out, makes sense.”
“Who
did he think it was?”
“Tidus.”
Rikku practically flew to her feet, throwing her hands onto her hips,
“What?! Now he’s going to accuse innocent people!!”
Paine
stood and put a calming hand on Rikku’s shoulder, “I
told him he was nuts.” She said, “But his theory on the killer’s escape might
have merit.”
Rikku sighed and sat again. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to hear
Gippal’s theory. Just knowing that he thought Tidus was capable of hurting someone made her
furious. She had known Tidus for almost a year
during Yuna’s pilgrimage and he had never – would
never – hurt another living soul unless provoked. However, curiosity got
the better of her, “What’s his idea?”
“Did
you notice the window open when we found Baralai?” Paine
asked.
Rikku thought for a moment. She had felt a slight breeze coming
from the direction of the windows and at quick glance it had looked like one
was open a little which she thought was strange since Brother insisted those
windows be kept shut. She had made a move to shut it when Yuna had found Baralai and
everyone had gotten distracted.
“Yes.”
She replied.
Paine
nodded, “When Gippal mentioned it, I immediately
realized where he was going with it.” She used her hand to draw a small picture
in the sand, “Now, suppose that the killer killed Baralai
with Gippal’s belt intent on framing him. That
is why the prints were there.”
“But
what about the killer’s prints?”
“That’s
what made him think of Tidus.” Paine revealed, “The
killer had to have been wearing gloves…”
“And
Tidus wears them…” Rikku
finished before she shook her head and rolled her eyes, “So he thinks that
nobody else could have gotten their hands on gloves?”
Paine
laughed, “That’s Gippal for you. He’s a little
slow.”
The
girls laughed hard at that one for several minutes before Rikku
calmed, “Finish the explanation.”
“Well,
he was thinking that after the killer offed Baralai, he opened the window and slid down the side into
the sand. That’s also where he goes back into his Tidus
thought, because Tidus would have then been able to
get back in the front and make it look like he was just coming back.”
“But
Gippal was in the ship!”
Paine
shook her head, “No, he said he was coming up the engine room entrance.”
“There’s
an engine room entrance?” Rikku asked, scrunching her
nose in confusion.
At
Paine’s nod, the Al Bhed grew quiet and
thoughtful. This theory made just as much sense as the thought that Gippal would have murdered his best friend over her.
Actually, this theory made a lot more sense. Gippal
would have been an idiot to use his own belt and then just leave the
prints on it. Gippal was an idiot, but not that
much of an idiot. However, the one thought that continued to plague her
was Gippal’s alibi. He hadn’t given one.
She voiced this now, “What about Gippal’s
alibi? Where was he before the engine room?”
“That
part is what’s weird.” Paine said, reaching into her pocket, “He told me that
this was his alibi and that you’d know what it was.” And she firmly planted a
bright red rock in Rikku’s hand.
Rikku stared at the rock for a moment, utterly confused, until a memory
flew back into her mind from a faraway place. She was 14, Gippal was 16. It was the party before he joined the
Crimson Squad. The two of them had walked 10 miles west of Home to a
bridge that jutted out from a sand dune. It had been there for years and
no one knew if water used to be there or not. Nobody really cared,
anyway. Under the bridge was a group of bright, red stones unlike anything
ever seen on Spira. Rikku
loved them and Gippal told her he would bring her one
day when she least expected it.
Gippal had been at the bridge – 10 miles from the Celsius. She
quickly figured times and distances in her head and realized that, unless Gippal possessed the ability to travel at the speed of
light, there was no way he could have done 20 miles round trip in time to kill Baralai and escape again without being caught. More
than likely, when he was coming up from the engine room he was actually just
returning to the ship.
Climbing
to her feet she said to Paine, “Do not tell anyone about this conversation.”
“Where
are you going?”
Rikku broke into a run, shouting the lie over her shoulder, “The Moonflow!”
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Drumming
his fingers on the cement floor had become Gippal’s
favorite pastime since his incarceration had started. There wasn’t much
else the imprisoned Al Bhed could do to pass the
time.
Cid
had finally taken pity on him and allowed Gippal to
shave the thick stubble that had been forming on his angular jaw and Gippal was most grateful for that, however he had wished he
could have done that before Nooj, LeBlanc, Paine, and
Yuna had seen looking like a homeless dog.
A
shadow on the wall caught Gippal’s attention,
followed immediately after by Rikku’s tiptoeing
figure with her finger firmly planted on her mouth indicating silence. Gippal shot her a confused look as she dangled the key to
his cell in front of him, “I swiped it from the sleeping guard outside,” she
whispered, “Be really quiet.”
His
cell opened silently and he wanted desperately to ask Rikku
what she was doing but he simply followed her silently as she replaced the keys
back in the guard’s lap and snuck him out the back door and into the fresh air
of dusk on Bikanel.
“Now
I need to get you to Guadosalam.” She said with a
grin, “I talked to LeBlanc and she said you could stay at Chateau LeBlanc for
the time being. Nobody would look for you there.”
“Rikku…” Gippal said, staring into
her eyes.
She
shook her head and waved her hands in front of his face to ward off any of his
questions, “I spoke to Paine. Enough said.”
Their
journey to Guadosalam on a stolen boat was a silent
one. Neither knew what to say to the other. Words just didn’t seem
enough to express their feelings so they sat silently as the moonlight bathed
their bodies and the water lapped gently at the side of the boat. It was
almost dawn by the time they landed at the shores of the Moonflow
and quickly made their way to the entrance of Guadosalam.
It
had been a long time since Gippal had been to Guadosalam and was excited to be given the opportunity to
have free run of it. However, from the look on Rikku’s
face, he could tell she just wanted to leave. He was aware that this
house used to belong to Lord Seymour Guado and just
that name brought shivers down the spine of his companion. However, like
the tough woman she was, Rikku marched up to the
doors and entered the mansion first.
“This
is it.” She said as she motioned around the green tinted entranceway. With
a smile, she turned to face him, “Home sweet home, at least for now.”
Gippal looked into her bright eyes with a serious expression, “Why are
you doing this for me? You’re father will flip when he finds out.”
“Pop
doesn’t believe you did it either,” she replied, “He’d probably thank me.”
“I
don’t know about that.” Said Gippal with a smile that
quickly faded in shock as Rikku lifted herself on her
toes and kissed him gently. He let his hands wrap around her waist,
pulling her closer to him and relishing in the fact that she was the one
initiating this melding of the lips. However, reality brought him back to
his senses. He was a condemned man who had just escaped from jail.
She was an accomplice in a jailbreak.
This
was no time to be getting romantic.
Gently
pushing her away he tried to ignore the look of disappointment that was visible
on her face, “What?”
“This
isn’t the time.” He replied.
She
frowned, “This is a perfect time. Nobody knows where we are. We’re
alone. What more do you want?”
Gippal stood firm to his decision. She was upset and running on
adrenaline. He didn’t want to take advantage of her only to have
her hate him in the morning and he voiced this to her.
“So
you don’t want me?”
“Not
tonight,” Gippal said, kissing her hand softly, “If
you still want me when this is over, then it’ll be a different story.”
“Fine!”
shrieked Rikku in a display of angry frustration that
Gippal didn’t expect. Storming toward the door,
she flung it open with all her strength and said, “I’ve got to get back before
people start suspecting me. I told Paine I was at the Moonflow,
so…”
“Rikku,” Gippal interrupted,
placing a gentle hand on her shoulder, “Rikku, I love
you.”
She
looked at him with absolutely no readable expression on her face and Gippal didn’t know what to make of it until she let out a
loud laugh. Shaking her head and trying to catch her breath, Rikku said, “Gippal, you don’t
have to tell me that just to get in my pants. You already have a free
pass.”
“Rikku, I wasn’t…”
“Don’t
worry about it.” Interrupted Rikku, stopping Gippal before he could tell her that he wasn’t lying, “I’ve
gotta go. Stay out of sight. I’ll be by
occasionally to bring food and check on you. LeBlanc said there should be
plenty of food to last you a month at least.”
With
one last glance over her shoulder, she was gone and Gippal
whispered into the night, “I love you, Rikku.”
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Yuna broke to the surface of consciousness and sat up quickly.
She had never passed out before and she wasn’t sure why she had suddenly done
so. Tidus’ handsome face was staring at her and
she relaxed against his chest, “What happened to me?” she asked.
“You
passed out.” He replied, kissing her ear gently.
“But
I never pass out.” She frowned and ran a hand across her stomach thoughtfully,
“You don’t think I’m pregnant, do you?”
“Absolutely
not.” Came Tidus’ reply. His certainty brought
with it a feeing Yuna hadn’t expected to feel.
Skepticism. There was something in his positive response that made her
wonder just how much he knew about her fainting spell.
Quickly
pushing that feeling away, she climbed to her feet, “What did you want to do
today? You said something about doing something alone.”
He
smiled at her, “We can do whatever you want to do.”
She
walked over to the mirror and ran a brush through her tangled knots, “I really
wish we had something to celebrate.” She sighed, “But with everything going on
with Gippal, I don’t think we’ll be able to celebrate
for quite a while.”
“There’s
always something to celebrate,” Tidus replied, coming
up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist, “Even when things suck
the most.”
“Like
what?”
“Anniversaries,
birthdays, births, holidays…”
Yuna smiled and turned to kiss his nose, “Speaking of birthdays…” she
said as she twisted completely around and wrapped her arms around his neck,
“I’ve known you all this time and yet you never told me when you’re birthday
is.”
She
thought she caught a glimpse of a frown but it was quickly gone and she thought
she just imagined it. Tidus thought for a
moment before letting out a small grin, “It’s today. I had completely
forgotten.”
Yuna practically squealed with glee, “You’re 20 today!”
“1020…”
Tidus whispered under his breath before quickly
correcting himself and subtracting 1000 from the age. Yuna
didn’t say anything about his slip up. She knew how confusing it must be
to be only 20 and yet born over 1000 years before.
She
smiled at him, “Let’s go out and celebrate!” Excitedly, she twisted out
of his arms and focused back on fixing her hair. Tidus
had wandered back to the bed to put his shoes on and she smiled. Reaching
down to replace the brush, something shiny caught her attention. It was
in a darkened corner next to the table, almost as if it had fallen off.
She reached down to grasp it and her breath caught. It was a diamond
ring.
“What
are you looking at?” Tidus asked.
Yuna spun around with the ring in her hand, “What’s this?”
The
quickness that Tidus ripped the ring from her finger
and muttered, “Nothing” told Yuna that the ring
wasn’t nothing.
It
was a diamond ring and Tidus had bought it. Was
that his ‘errand’ on the day that Baralai was
killed? Did he buy her an engagement ring? If so, why was it on the
floor? Did it fall? Yuna had so many
questions but she didn’t want to pressure Tidus about
them and spoil any surprise he might be working on for her. Accepting his
answer with a smile, she acted like she had already forgotten about the ring as
they made their way to the door, but in reality the ring was the only thing on
her mind. She needed to tell the girls about it.
Was
he going to propose?!
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NOTE: The sequel fairy paid me another visit this morning and
brought to life a silly little idea that I had been playing around with ever since
I noticed the similarities between FF8’s Esthar and
FFX’s Zanarkand. Basically, I’m thinking of
making a Silver Wings 3 (hopefully the last in the series, but with me you
never know…lol) in which I combine characters from
FF8 and FFX,X-2 into one story tentatively called “Silver Wings 3: Back Into My
Arms”. I don’t want to give too much of the plot away since it
would ruin the ending I’m thinking about for Silver Wings 2, but if anyone is
interested in another sequel, let me know.
Author’s Notes: Okay folks, Yuna grows a brain in this chapter. I know many of
you have been wondering when that was going to happen. Unfortunately, she
only grows a brain after Paine grows one first. Oh well, it’s better then nothing I suppose. However, just because she
grows a brain doesn’t mean that it won’t vanish in subsequent chapters.
You’ll just have to wait and see :)
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