Wreck it Down

For when those other two people arrive.

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It had taken damn near forever to get to the same city that the girls were in, but after a good deal of forwarded photos and a bit more bribing Rude, Reno had managed to talk him into zooming in on a tag that had worked its way into the shot.

From there, it simply was a matter of figuring out an address.

Reno was never, never going to take a store label tag for granted again. Ever.

"That it up ahead, Romeo?" Reno pointed down the street.

One could hope, after all.

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"I think so," Romeo allowed, craning his neck to see the sign better. "If not, perhaps they would know where the other lingerie stores are? Or we could buy gifts and send shots of those to the girls."

He had finally hit on the idea of bribery.

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"I dunno 'bout you, man, but everything I saw 'em in? Shit. I don't think I could go through life knowin' they were just window shoppin', yo."

His credit cards were going to be molten by the time they were finished here.

"Better hurry up before they run outta stuff to try on, yo!" Reno was grinning. A lot. And maybe jogging some, too. Because... Well.

Wouldn't you run after getting pictures like those?

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"Yurika needs the red one," he decided. "And the pinstripes. And the other red one." He was on the verge of a revery, but snapped himself back before he ran right into a newspaper box. Focus. Right.

"It might not be so bad if they ran completely out of things to try on," he added wickedly.

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Reno had to smirk at that one.

"I'm gettin' Rikku one of everything in the pictures, man. I'll spot you if you're short for any of Doji's. It'd be a freakin' sin that those things get left behind. Did you see those pictures?"

This was, of course, a question of the utmost rhetoric.

"Romeo! Man, I think this is what we're lookin' for!"

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"I think they had that other one in black, though," Rikku said, poking her head out of the dressing room and looking around at the racks. "It's right over there. I'm gonna go see."

She was halfway there before she noticed a couple of figures in the doorway of the store, and she sprinted back to the dressing room, hoping she hadn't been seen.

It couldn't have been them. They were in Fandom. What the --

"They're here."

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"Uso bakkari!" Dōjima hissed, cracking the door just slightly. "What? How?"

She peeked out, eeping slightly as she shut it. "We are in soooooooo much trouble," she said, toying with her cuffs nervously. "Buuuuusted."

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There was a flash of familiar blond hair. "We're at the right place," Romeo told Reno with a smirk as he opened the door.

He found the assistant and asked, in French, //Are there two blond girls speaking English here?//

She looked bored. //All afternoon. Are you here to collect them?//

//In a way,// he said, and turned back to Reno. "We just need to get them to come out.

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Reno grinned and nodded.

"That should be the easy part, yo. This clerk ain't worried about the mess, is she?" He pulled his wallet from his pocket and waved it around, then gestured to the dressing rooms. "Don't worry 'bout nothin'," he smirked. "We got le money."

Reno and French did not mix.

"To the changeroom, Romeo?"

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"Best idea you've had today," he said. "And no, I don't think she cares about the mess. I don't think she cares about much of anything, as long as we've the coins to cover any damage." Ahem.

He strode toward the back of the store, looking for a changing room.

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Rikku clapped a hand over her mouth and tried to stifle the giggles.

"How did they even find us?" she whispered. "I mean, I don't know where we are!"

Being not from this world made her geography suck pretty hard.

"You think they're gonna be mad?"

She kiiiiinda had a feeling they wouldn't.

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"I have no idea! You're the one dating super-spy dude, you tell me!" she replied, covering her own mouth to keep from laughing. "They don't look mad, Rikku."

Just, um, very very determined. Yes.

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Very, very, very determined.

Reno was going to march right up to that dressing room door. And he was going to knock. And he was going to grin.

"Anyone in there? We been lookin' for this pair of girls? Been takin' hot pictures? Messin' up the display racks? I was hopin' you'd know where they got off to?"

Reno? Really didn't sound at all upset.

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Rikku's eyes were huge. And she had to stop giggling if it meant biting her lip, hard.

Finally, she cleared her throat and lowered her voice, trying very very hard to sound like an irritated French shopper and not a giggly teenage girl.

"Excusez-moi, monsieur," she called out, in the worst French accent ever, "où est la salle de bains?"

Look, she didn't know any other French. She was just hoping Reno didn't know any, and didn't realize she'd asked him where the bathroom was.

Edited Date: 2008-07-03 02:24 am (UTC)

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Reno probably didn't, but Romeo did.

Even if it was bad French.

"If mademoiselle comes out, I will show you," he offered, in an equally terrible accent. And in English, because he was pretty sure Rikku wouldn't understand the French.

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I think we're doomed, Dōjima mouthed silently, eyes wide.

Well, if you're going to go, go out in style.

Flipping her hair over her shoulder, Dōjima walked over and opened the door a crack, leaning against the frame and giving both of them her best smirk. "Ano, you boys offer to take strange girls to the bathroom very often?"

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"All the time," Reno said. Nice and smooth.

It mostly managed to cover the shock he felt upon discovering that the discussion they were having had been about using the bathroom. He'd get over it.

Very quickly, given what the girls were up to.

"So nice of you two to tell us where you were hidin'," he added. With that grin of his. The very big, rather mischievous one.

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Romeo was trying to keep his eyes in his head, thank you very much. The wristbands on Yurika's costume (he could scarcely call it an outfit) were just perfect, one of many perfect things.

"We ..." his mouth was dry, and he smiled to cover it ... "greatly appreciated the invitation," he agreed. "Do you come here often?"

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And there was another blonde, squeezing her head under Dojima's arm and peering through the crack in the door.

"All the time," she said innocently. "Every week, we come here and take naughty pictures and send them to guys we like. Just happened to be you two, this time."

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"Sometimes to girls we like, too," Dōjima said sweetly, settling her arm around Rikku's waist. "You just got lucky."

"Most of then don't make it this far, though, so I guess you two get a prize."

Somehow, despite the odds, Yurika managed to keep an angelic, innocent smile plastered on the whole time.

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"There better be a prize," Reno cooed as he attempted to look past Dōjima to get a better look at what Rikku had on. "We had to portal all the way here from the South Pole, yo. Didn't even get frequent flyer points for that or nothin'."

So, so worth the trip.

"What kinda prize? There's the question there, yo."

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"Iiiiiiiiii don't know," Rikku said sweetly, looking up at Dojima innocently and back at the two boys. "You deserve something really special, for all that work. You have anything nice in mind?"

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Romeo tried to look as sweet as possible. "We could buy you everything you tried on and liked," he suggested. "Unless you've a better offer in mind."

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