Brave Heart

25 : Hello, I'm Home!

        "Forgive me,"
        "I forgave you," she said. Eyes locked on the floor.
        "Please look at me," he pleaded.
        "I think I can't. I feel disgusted," she bowed her head and walk towards the door. He grabbed her arm, not too rough and made her stop.
         "I didn't mean to hurt you," he purrs. Still, she locked her eyes on the floor. "I told you, that you are forgiven. I have nothing to discuss. Please excuse me. I'm tired," he slowly let her go and Tul'ya walks with her. Dachande shook his head, patting his friend on the shoulder and said, "I don't think your female wants to sleep with you today. So let her sleep with Tul'ya," he nodded. Agreed with Dachande.
He deserved to be treated like this.
"But I think she has a very sweet and beautiful voice, isn't she?," Dachande added and chuckles.
         "She is. But her pleading, screaming and moaning my name when we mated is the most beautiful sound I've ever heard," he said under his breath.

******

            "Hey. Wake up,"
            "Mmm?,"
            "Two hours we're going to land on your planet, my dear,"
She sat abruptly, and glanced over the window. Tul'ya chuckles looking at her friend with her swollen eyes and messy hair.
            "Im gonna take my bath first. Oh my God! Oh my God!," Eclair running across the room, waving her hands into the air. "Sit down and calm your tatas," Tul'ya smirks. Eclair turned to look at her. "Since when you learned some human phrase?," she asked, cocking her head.
"I knew a lot, my dear. But I prefer the keep it to myself," she replied, tossing new fresh clothes to her ooman friend.
          "Wait. I'm not going to wear this. You know human. A life being with a lot of curiousity," she said, undress bare naked in front of her. "I agree," she said, walk out and went to the kitchen.       
           "Hey boys,"
           "Hey. Where's she?,"
Tul'ya poured some naxa juice into her goblets, looking at the dark green Yautja. "She's getting ready," she sit down, digging food for herself and added, "Don't disturb her. Let her be alone," she glared daggers to L'arja, as she saw the male stood up from his seat.
           "Alright," he sigh, digging more food for himself.       

Staring herself in the mirror, she almost can't believe with what she saw. Her body especially, went through a lot of changes.
A well toned arms and legs, flat abs with 6 packs but not too obvious since she's a female, her hair began to touch her lower bottom.
         "I need to trim this," she sigh, playing with her hair. Take a last look of herself with a pair of black jeans, red tube top and leather boots. Grabbing her black leather jacket, she went to the kitchen to eat her breakfast.

//Somewhere on Earth//

        A 60 years old man was busy trimming his small trees while his wife was watering her flower pots. A young woman holding her small baby while another young man was washing his car with his wife's  help.
         "I... I feel weird today," said the 57 years old woman. "What is it darling?," asked the older  man. "It's.. Its her," she said, sit down on a wooden bench.
The man, scrunched his grey brows, and shook his head.
          "She's dead. Almost four years. Even police and sheriffs couldn't find her body anywhere," he said, rubbing his wife on her shoulder. "I still have a feeling that she was safe. Somewhere," she sobs, wiping her tears with her cloth. "May God bless us, darling," he said. Hugging her sobbing wife.

******

           They safely landed in the abandoned forest, very far from the human residence. Eclair smiles widely as she saw a clear blue ocean, and made her jump in excitement.
          "How I long to soak my body in the water," she said, slowly walk out from the ship. "But I don't like it," said Dachande, crossing his arm. "The water taste very salty and made my eyes sting," he added, waving his hand. Eclair chuckles, and began to undo her boots and jacket. "What are you doing?," asked the Yautja female. "What else do you think? I'm gonna bath. Since no one is here, I think its fine," she giggles, undo her top and jeans, leaving her in a black color human bikini.
"Wanna join, Tul'ya?," she grinned, looking at the female. "Oh well.... Yea.... Humm," she looks at her  mate, and he nodded. She smiles and purrs softly at her mate.
          L'arja is the last one who step out of the ship. He saw his mate just wearing her ooman bikini. He then turn his body, but suddenly he felt something warm and soft pressing on his back.
Looking at his back, he saw his beloved mate was hugging him tightly.  
           "Are you okay?," he purrs.
           "Thank you," she said softly, planting her  face on his back and inhales his sweet scent.
"I will do anything for you, my love," he said, cupping her chin gently. "And I can't forgive myself for hurting you," be sighed, lowers his head in embarrassment.
          "I forgave you. And I'm sorry too," she said, planting a soft kiss on his lower mandibles and made him purrs even deeper. "Tul'ya and I want to go to bath in the water," she chirps happily. He nodded, and smack playfully on her round butt. She stick her tongue out and ran to her friend.

         "See the line where the sky meets the sea, it calls me. And no one knows, how far it goes.
          If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me, one day I'll know,
          If I go there's just no telling how far I'll go"
Eclair singing happily, splashing water like a small pups.
" she's making that noise again," said Dachande, pointing his claw to the ooman. "You told me it was 'singing'. Not a noise," L'arja glances at him. He shrugged and added, "That makes the ooman is unique. They have a vocal chords that obviously not the same with us," they both then looks to their mates.

Still playing and swimming in the water, Eclair keeps on singing happily like tomorrow doesn't exist. All the anxiety, pain washed away.
     

     "See the light where it shines on the sea, it's blinding. But no one knows, how deep it goes.
            And it seems like it's calling out to me so come find me, and let me know,
            what's beyond that line? Will I cross that line?
The line where the sky meets the sea, it calls me. And no one knows, how far it goes.
           If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me, one day I'll know - how far I'll go-"

            Before she could do anything, a huge bulky arms scoops her body out of the water and she yelps. L'arja chuckles, nudged her on her cheek gently.
              "It's very hot. Need to take you out before the sun burns you," he chirped, walking to the ship with his mate secured in his powerful arms.
          "I put on some sun block on my skin. So I won't get sunburn," she giggles.
What did she do to block the sun? Ooman language is very complicated. He thought to himself.
          "Okay. Meals are ready!," Dachande scream, while carrying a large mammal on his shoulder.
         How I missed you, Earth. I'm glad that I can be here... Again. She thought to herself and smile into the blue sky.