Personal Time
It had been a hell of a day for Keoni. There was a newbie to the group of fishermen and boy was he cocky. He would constantly size himself up to Keoni, trying to appear strong and confident, but Keoni knew better. He and his buddies just ignored the cocky bastard and did their job. But finally, today Keoni had had enough of this idiot making remarks about Keoni and his relationships with Moana and Maui. The comments had been going on for about a week now, and Keoni simply ended it with a punch to the face. It shut him up, and Keoni was smart enough to know that the guy would hopefully think twice before talking around him, after all, Keoni would become chief soon.
His muscles were stiff and sore from hauling up the heavy nets and traps. He sometimes had moments where everything was just overwhelming for him. He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. He took notice of a trail that lead into the brush and became hidden after a few feet. He hadn't noticed it before, and since it was growing dark outside, he took a torch with him. He carefully made his way up the trail, as most of it had been cleared, so it had been used before. Okay, this would be interesting.
After a few moments of walking, he spied a cave opening in the side of the cliff. A stiff, cold sea breeze blew in through, whistling in his ears, making him shiver. He couldn't tell whether he was hearing the whistling from the wind or if it was an entirely different sound. Curiosity got the better of him so he made his way inside. There was a tunnel that seemed to lead to darkness, but he was more interested in seeing where it would lead to versus being unnerved. Finally, he made it to the end. It revealed to open up to an absolutely massive cavern. Numerous wooden planks were scattered about, which made him realize that this was where Moana's ancestors ancient voyaging boats once stood. All those boats were now out of the cave and were restored. So the cave was empty except for the wooden planks.
Other than the scattered wood, it didn't appear anyone was in here that much. He looked at the walls and saw the ancient painting and numerous petroglyphs, hundreds, if not a thousand years old. So simple but beautiful. He traced a finger over a few figures before settling down on a pile of rocks that had flattened and smoothed over the years.
It was peaceful in here, and quiet, except for the sound of the waves lapping on the shore.
He sighed, tracing shapes in the sand with a stick he found. He found himself drawing a messy picture of him, Moana, Maui and his sister. He smiled at the thought of his sister, she was now happily married and was expecting. The village healer had told her that it felt like there was more than one in her belly. Huihana was absolutely delighted at the news knowing she might be expecting twins. She was informed that birthing twins would be far more painful and much longer than a single baby.
Keoni was just as ecstatic knowing he was going to be an uncle soon. But thinking about that made him wonder when he and Moana would have children together. He smiled at the thought. He automatically imagined that they'd have a little girl. She'd have her mother's eyes and hair... Maybe even her spunky personality.
As he drowned in his thoughts, he didn't notice someone approaching him from his left.
"Keoni?" He blinked and looked over to see Moana standing there.
"Hey, Moana." He greeted her softly.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just... Lost in thought I guess." She smiled and sat down next to him. There wasn't much else to say, she rested her head on his shoulder and placed a hand on his thigh. He glanced down and took her hand in his, his thumb tracing over the ink in her hand gently. Together they remained quiet, enjoying the sound of the waterfall outside and the waves lapping at the shore.
"I think I might come here more often." She nodded.
"Yeah, it's a good place to think and contemplate isn't it?"
"It is..." She kissed him softly on the cheek and closed her eyes.
Keoni didn't like awkward silences, they made him cringe. He glanced down at his girlfriend/fiancée and sighed, nudging her up. When she looked at him in the eyes, he felt his heart flutter. No words needed to be spoken when it came to them. He smiled at her and brought her in for a passionate kiss.
It only took a few minutes before the heat of the moment got hotter, soon enough, Moana was pinned to the wall, not being able to move due to his strength, but she wasn't scared or uneasy. No, that fluttery feeling in her stomach was good. She smiled against the kiss and wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him closer against her. His kiss was soft and gentle. He smelled of sea air and wood left dying down after a fire. She took a few seconds to take a quick breath before going back to kissing him. This was the first time either of them had kissed long enough to not be interrupted by Maui, her parents or other villagers.
The sudden motion of his hips gently thrusting against hers caught her attention. She was driving him mad with desire, she knew that very well. Eventually they pulled apart to look at each other, Keoni's cheeks had flushed a deep red now, which Moana thought was adorable. He sighed shakily, pulling away and letting her move. She smiled.
"Never seen or felt you so impassioned before." She gently bumped him with her hip and he laughed nervously.
"Ehehe... Yeah. Got caught up in the moment." She smiled again at him, quickly pecking him on the lips.
"We're going to have dinner. Don't stay here too long okay?" He nodded and bid her goodbye as she left. Soon he was alone again, but he was in a better mood now after that kiss. There was something so intoxicating about her. Whatever it was, he definitely in love with her.
He sat back down on the rock, leaning back and supporting himself with his arms. He could see the brightening moonlight through the waterfall and shimmer into the cave. It was beautiful. Perhaps Hina the moon goddess was smiling upon him tonight. He smiled at the thought of that. He began to wonder if perhaps Hina and his mother knew each other and were friends. That'd be pretty cool.
Suddenly he began to wonder about his father. All his life he grew up without one. Huihana said that their father up and left a year or so after Keoni was born so she was old enough to remember bits and pieces of him. She said that Keoni resembled their father. The hair, the nose, the jawline. He wondered if his father was dead or had somehow ended up on another island. He and Huihana had never brought up their father to Moana or her family before. Not that it was necessary. As far as Keoni was concerned, his father was all but nonexistent. And he didn't care. Even if he had never met him, he hated his father for abandoning his family. His wonderful mother was left to raise two toddlers by herself. There were many in the village who judged her for not remarrying. But he didn't remember much of that.
With a sigh, he decided he should go back to the village and join Moana and her family for dinner. As he made his way back, the thoughts of his father danced in his mind. And he wasn't sure what to do about it. Perhaps after dinner he'd feel better. He finally got back and settled down, enjoying his meal.