Selective Breeding | EDITING

part 27

A couple of days past.

Ruma spent one of them rearranging her room so that it didn't matter where she sat, none of the area couldn't see both the hallway door and the bathroom door.

It came a quick routine of Deon and Ratok sleeping in the bed with her. That was where she was the most touchy. During the day besides a quick hug, or arm pat she didn't climb over either male like she typcially would.

Ratok was up and dressed; as he had to actually head out and go do work. Else he'd start to anger the others.

"You want me to take Deon with me?" he asked curiously.

Ruma nodded and repeated the please.

Ratok sighed, "Okay, but are you coming with or going out?"

She shook her head, "No, I am going to stay here. I want to be alone for a while."

He lifted a brow, "Why does that worry me."

"Don't"

"I can't promise that." he walked up to her, holding out his hand. She stared at it for a moment, than laid her head in it, for him to kiss her forehead.

Deon opened the bathroom door and walked out, "You two aren't boning again here are you?"

"No, why do you wish to watch again?" Ratok teased him.

Deon rolled his eyes. Then walked up to the other two. "We having a secert meeting in here?" he asked.

"Secert no, but Ruma asked me to take you out today. You'll be joining me on my guard watch."

"Whose going to stay with Ruma?" Deon quickly ask.

Ruma perked up a bit, and rubbed her head against his hand. He pet her, rubbing at the back of her jaw.

"She is staying in today, so no one."

Ruma and Ratok could see that Deon didn't like that but he didn't openly express why he didn't.

"Let's go." Ratok said after a few minutes of silence. Deon followed after Ratok, looking back and seeing Ruma wave with a smile. He moved.

The two rode down the elevator in silence.

"Your not so bad." Deon said. Just before the last floor dinged.

Ratok huffed amussingly. "and Your not much of a rude bastard after all."

Deon hmmed, "I'm not so sure about that." watching Ratok walk out ahead of him, he kept up but stayed one step behind.

"Glad you took my advice." Ratok had them both heading towards the guard tower.

"What advice?"

"To let Ruma near you."

Deon shook his head, "No, that wasn't really on par with your advice."

"Oh than what-"

"Alien. The silver alien."

"Oooh." Ratok nodded, "Do you care for her now then?"

Deon shrugged, "I think so?"

"You think so?" Ratok questioned.

Deon stepped away and continued walking, "your not going to kill me if I say the wrong thing will you?"

"No, I don't need Ruma angry at me."

"I think I care about her, but I am also not sure. I do know that I was furious when you finally told me what happened, I know I was angry seeing her hurt and not knowing why or how to help. I also know that-" he trailed off.

Ratok looked over, "Know that?"

Deon shook his head. "It's stupid,"

"How would I know if it is if you don't tell me?"

"She's safe,"

"That's not stupid. I understand that one." Ratok opened the door to the guard house. Letting Deon in.

"Ahh!" Deon stumbled backwards as he looked at Rolif and Beskra. The cell. The liquid. Ratok bumped into Deon's back. Deon trembled.

Ratok lowered his head. "Walk, don't look at them," he got Deon walking again. Deon kept his eyes down but moved where Ratok moved him too.

"What's with the Human Rat?" Rolif asked sniffing the air at him.

"He's Ruma's." Ratok answered grabbing a pad off the stand where they charged at.

Rolif snickered. "All that fuse over her and she still needs someone else?"

Ratok stopped and turned.

"I'm more like a pet. She doesn't fuck me at all. That's all Ratok's department." Deon spewed. Then getting really red in the face and heading.

Rolif awed and left it. Ratok was more stunned than anything. "Anyways" Ratok said. "We will be going"

He turned and shooed Deon out. Who couldn't get out of that place fast enough.

"What was that?" Ratok questioned. "Your terrified then what wing man of the year?"

"Look. Those two were the ones who grabbed me and pulled me around that Lab the most. So I froze. But honestly I was more scared at the idea of you getting pissed off so I was able to shake it somewhat."

Ratok bobbled in head in a make since way. "Glad I could be of assistance." They were quite. For a while as he headed towards a quadrant. "Can I ask what did he do?"

Deon rubbed his arm thinking about it. "He strapped me into this chair."

"I saw."

"And shoved some liquid down my throat. It burned at first. Then it got worse and worse and it was like that for hours. It wasn't even that bad but it messed me up."

Ratok groaned.

"Pathetic I know?"

"Shut the fuck up"

Deon looked up. "You and Ruma both. I fucking swear." Ratok was rubbing his forehead.

"I'm confused."

"Your allowed to have something bad happen and not undermine it. You know that right?" Ratok stared at him.

He nodded.

"I don't know if I believe you." He looked up at the large white building. "But I don't have time to question you about it. Keep to my side."