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In front of the dorms, Sunday afternoon

Mellow completely restored after his very successful trip to Toronto, Jude had spent most of Friday and Saturday, to no great surprise, sleeping.

Now, he was engaged in his other favourite pasttime. Or he would, if he could figure out what had happened to his axel after that fountain dive from the second floor of the mall over the dude in the panda suit.

He sat on the steps with his board across his lap, deep in concentration.

[[I live! Sleepily, but I live.]]

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"Oh! Nah, bra, totally not upset." He smiled for her. "It's awesome that you got a friend around now."

He wasn't so sure how he felt about a friend around who potentially knew the degree to which their relationship had progressed . . .

"It really is," she said with a shiver. "I'm gonna be her TA, too. Oh. Uh. Does it ... bother you, about ... the letters? Uh." She scratched her head uncertainly. "I just ... never, uh, had anyone else ... to tell me things. That's all."

"Well . . . it's kinda weird, knowing that someone else knows about our . . . stuff," Jude said slowly. "And I just got Jonesy, and he's like no help, so . . . no, it doesn't bother me."

"Oh." Rikku bit her lip. "S-sorry? I just ... I mean, you had ... class or something, right? I never ..."

She laughed, a little awkwardly. "When I was eight, Pops pulled me aside and said 'Boys wanna touch things. Don't let 'em.'" Her impression of her dad's voice was actually pretty good. "I had no idea what he was talking about. I guarded the engine room for a few months. That's all I ever got. I was kind of ... really ... lost, you know?"

"Class covered, like, the basics. Tab A, slot B, don't do it 'til you get married or God kills a kitten," he said with a slightly lifted shoulder. "That sort of stuff." He cupped her cheek. "But I kinda like figuring it out with you."

Rikku blushed. "Kills a kitten?" she giggled. "We, uh, we Al Bhed were already heathens, so I guess we never heard that kinda stuff. The Yevonites might've. They cared a lot about ... you know. Being married, and they, uh, didn't like ... you know. Couples that were both boys or both girls."

She leaned in just a little. "I ... I like that a lot, too," she said softly. "It's ... you know, reading about stuff it sounds all weird and impersonal. I ... I like just ... h-having time and sitting with you and ... being together. Yeah?"

"Yeah," he agreed with a smile. "Yeah, I like that too." He nudged her nose with his. "I like doin' anything with you. Even just, I dunno, napping is better if it's with you."

"I've missed that," she smiled, nudging back before snuggling in. "It seemed so unfair that you were downstairs on the couch and I had to be asleep up in your room and we couldn't cuddle. I mean, I totally get why, it just ... sucked, yeah?"

She grinned. "You're a champion snuggler. If they had competitions, you'd totally win."

"Thanks, bra," he said brightly. "You're not so bad yourself."

Rikku giggled. "I'm in training. I have an expert coach. But I'm kinda low on practice lately. Isn't that awful?"

"Well, I'm totally free for the afternoon if you wanna get some hardcore cuddling in."

"You are?" Rikku grinned. "Well, if it's gonna be hardcore snuggling, we probably shouldn't do it here. What would people say?"

"'Dude, they look totally comfortable'?"

Rikku blushed a little. "I, uh, I was hoping for an advanced course in Snuggling. One with ... less clothes?"

"Then it'd probably be more like 'Dude, who's the hot naked chick?'," he teased.

"Well then. Either I've gotta put a name tag on my back, or we should go to your room," she grinned, leaning up for a light kiss.

"You got pizza money? I'm broke." Jude tried to keep an arm around Rikku and scoop up his board at the same time.

"I always have pizza money," Rikku giggled. "I totally don't want you going broke 'cause of ... uh. Me. Us."

"I am so glad Mikey-bro is so laidback about this stuff," Jude said happily.

"I feel bad it's always your room," she said nervously. "But, uh, I can't imagine ... asking Hermione, yeah?"

"Yeah," Jude considered. "That . . . totally wouldn't work."

Rikku shivered. "I know. Yeah. Uh. So ... lemme split the pizza costs, yeah? It's only fair."

"I'm a totally modern-type dude," Jude said mellowly. "That's okay by me." He squeezed her slightly.

Rikku giggled. "Besides, I'm the one with the pimp hat. Okay, not really. I need to get one. I think I would rock the heck out of a pimp hat."

Jude chuckled. "Okay, I totally know what I'm getting you for our next anniversary."

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