Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ But, just wear this ❯ But, just wear this ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

[Title]: "But, just wear this"
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: A FFX-2 Baralai/Isaaru fic. Baralai is going on a "date" with Gippal and Isaaru is not very happy with that. Inspired by an old commercial and a LJ community called drabble_me.





“Oh goodness! What am I going to wear?" Baralai asked while pacing around his room. He held a black robe in front of him and while it looked nice, it didn't seem good enough for Baralai because he shook his platinum haired head and put it back in the closet.

Isaaru watched him intently with narrowed eyes. If he had his way, Baralai would be in a burlap sack for his date with Gippal. He knew they were friends, but every time Baralai went on an outing with Gippal, Isaaru couldn't help but feel resentful.

"Why must you go at all?" He ventured, knowing full well what the younger Praetor would say about that.

Baralai stopped pacing and put his hands on his hips, "Isaaru, you know why! Gippal is a good friend of mine and I have to see him sometime.”

“I understand that, but...” Isaaru trailed off. “But...” Baralai raised his eyebrows as if asking ‘well?’ The former summoner shook his head, honestly not knowing what to come up with.

“But, what, Isaaru?” Baralai asked, slowly approaching Isaaru.

“I don’t know what,” Isaaru replied, slumping forward. “He’s your friend and of course have to see him sometime, but you two were former lovers...”

“Oh, I see,” Baralai tilted his head. “You don’t want me to go. You never approved of my outings with him.” He grinned. “I should have sensed that sooner.”

“Uh...well, it’s not that,” Isaaru stammered.

“Isaaru, please!” Baralai interrupted, holding up his dark skinned hand. “Whatever Gippal and I have done in the past is just that--the past. There’s nothing more between us now, thanks to you, I might add.” Baralai smiled, wrapping his arms around Isaaru and giving him gentle kisses throughout his face. The former summoner returned the embrace, feeling little shocks as he felt Baralai’s soft lips against him. “Don’t you worry, my love,” Baralai whispered softly, pulling away to move his hands up and down Isaaru’s arms. “When I get home tonight, I’ll kiss you all over and you’ll feel much better. Perfect for a jealous lover.”

Isaaru couldn’t help but smile as he felt his body almost radiate with warm desire. “Me jealous? No...” However, when Baralai backed away with a knowing look in his golden brown eyes, Isaaru shook his head and saw an orange robe in the closet. Trying not to laugh, he handed the hideous article of clothing to Baralai. “But, just wear this.”

Baralai’s eyes widened, “Isaaru, that’s horrible. Orange is NOT my color.”

“I know!” Isaaru grinned. “Well, at least it’s not animal print!”

Baralai smirked, "If it were animal print, I'd kill you!"

"I know that too." Isaaru said before they both nearly fell down laughing.