Ho Ho Ho Merry Christmas. I hope everyone has had a great year and is looking forward to the start of a new one. I was at work the other day and a sudden thought popped into my head. What would Christmas be like on Amoi? I'm guessing they've probably never heard of it. So I thought my not write about Amoi's first Christmas. Strange yet different.

So enjoy.

Special Christmas Chapter-Eos's first Christmas.

Amoi, third planet of the second star system, 24 December 3124

BANG.

Eos tower shook violently. The impact shaking the building down to its foundations. Iason felt the tremors all the way to his penthouse, which was on the top floor. Iason opened his front door and poked his head out, just like others on his floor were doing.

'What the hell was that.'?

'Sounded like an explosion.'

Smoke filled the foyer, causing pets and elites to cough and splutter. Seiren coughed and tried to push away the smoke around him with his hand. He looked angrily at the large contraption in front of him. 'You stupid piece of shit. Why won't you work.' He gave it a kick for good measure. The snow machine he had been trying to fix just would cooperate with him. Whenever he fixed on thing, something else decided to shut down. He huffed and tightened the grip on his screwdriver; he would not be beaten by a heap of metal and bolts. He would get this tin can called a snow machine running before midnight if it killed him.

A light chuckle was heard behind him. 'Give it up man. This heap is done for.' Heath said. 'You've been at it for hours.' He sat on Seiren's toolbox and watched the Amorian's numerous and not to mention, hilarious attempts to fix the broken machine.

'Shut up. I have gotten it to work before and it was more of shit heap then it is now. I refuse to have Christmas without snow. Christmas without snow is like having an engine without power.'

'What's Christmas.'? Seiren and Heath turned their heads and looked at the pets that had gathered around them. The mindless pleasure dolls looked at the machine with curiosity.

Heath slapped his forehead. 'You've never heard of Christmas before.' What was he thinking? Of course they haven't heard of Christmas before. These are pets. Sex was the only thing they were bred for. Hell he didn't know what it was until he travelled with Ion. But how do you explain to a few mindless pets just what was the meaning of Christmas.

Heath rubbed his neck. 'Christmas is…its…ark Seiren help me with this. Your Amorian, you would know more about this then I do.'

'Hopeless, absolutely hopeless.' Suddenly a light switched on in Seiren's head and he smiled with excitement.

'Come on Seiren. I'm from a planet where my kind is shunned upon as scum and engineers breed mindless pets for the purpose of pleasuring their pushy masters. No offence.' Heath looked at the pets. 'I think they skipped out planet on the jolly Christmas tour of eighty-eight. ' Heath said dryly at the pets who looked at him with wide eyes, not even realising that he had just insulted them, oh and their masters.

'Ignore him. His an idiot. If you really want to know what Christmas is gather around.' Seiren sat down on the snow machine as the pets gathered around him, wanting to hear about this Christmas they keep talking about.

….

The doors to the elevator opened on the eighth floor and Iason stepped out, almost walking into a green looking plant, hanging from the ceiling. He brushed it aside and stopped mid step. The whole hallway was decorated with some kind of read and green string with hanging shining balls with decorations of trees and stars. The occupants on the floor looked at it with unconcealed interest. 'Did you get the invitation.'? They whispered.

'Yeah. Its tonight at his penthouse.' Iason walked past them, mindful that he had a destination to get too. He came to the set of double doors and knocked once. He waited a moment before the door open and he found himself looking down at Ion's furniture, wearing the most unusual hat he had ever seen. It was red and white with a fluffy white ball on the end.

'Oh good morning your Excellency.' Noel greeted formally.

'I was inquiring if your master was available.' Iason lifted an eyebrow. 'Explain to me what is that hat is you're wearing.'

'Oh um Ion, ah Master Ion gave it to me to wear. He said it's a Christmas hat. People wear it on the festive occasion.' The furniture reached up to touch the hat. ' My master is in the living room with the others decorating the Christmas tree.' Noel moved to the side to let the tall Blondie into the foyer, taking his coat from him. 'A refreshment for you, your Excellency.'

'No, thank you.'

Iason walked through Ion's penthouse into the living room were he could hear laughter, or more precise… Riki's laughter. Riki was perched on Ion's shoulders, in his smaller form and were placing ornaments on a tall green tree, decorated with many hanging decorations and ornaments. Was this the Christmas tree Noel was talking about? The two female mongrels were wrapping large red string around the tree and the pregnant Feaier was on the floor with paper of red and green, wrapping.

'Can you please hurry up or this tree is never going to get decorated by tonight. And we still have to go shopping.' Ion said to the mongrel above.

'Then stand still. I can't put them on with your big body moving around. Its hard enough I can't see.' Riki reached up and felt the feathery needles of the tree. Without his sight he had to rely on his other sense, like touch. He slid the ornament onto the branch. 'There, done. You big baby.'

'Great.' Ion reached up and lifts Riki from his shoulders, placing him on the floor. He turned to inspected the tree. ' Ok, for the finishing touch.' Ion squatted down and plugged in a long green cord into the socket. Twinkling lights came to life all over the tree like coloured jewels. It brightened up the room, giving it life. Ion nodded with satisfaction. This was his favourite time of the year, ever since he had come across this festive holiday many years ago. And he was determined that this year Eos would experience its first Christmas. He had it all planned out. A party here, in his home then hoping- if Seiren can pull it off- at the stroke of midnight snow would rain down on Eos. It would be a night never to be forgotten.

Ion turned and was quite surprised when he spotted Iason standing there in his living room, looking at his Christmas tree as if it was an unidentified life form.' Sir Mink. What a surprise to find you in my home. Come, lets go to my office.' Ion turned to Riki. 'Be ready to leave in ten minutes.'

'Yeah, Yeah.' Riki waved him off. Iason glanced at Riki before he followed Ion through his large home towards the Blondie's office. Ion motioned him inside and closed the door. Iason large frame sat down in the chair in front of Ion's desk.

'I apologise for not receiving you at the door, your Excellency for its been a mad house here this morning. My attention was directed to setting up the Christmas tree, ready for the party I am hosting tonight.'

'Party.'?

'Yes a Christmas party. It is Christmas Eve after all. I messaged you the invitation early this morning.'

'I have never heard of such a thing called Christmas.' Iason said. His piercing blue eyes studying the red and green sparkling streamers along the ceiling.

Ion smiled. 'Not many have. On the mythical planet called Earth they would celebrate it around this time of the year. I have read many stories on the celebrated holiday. They say it's a day celebrated to honour the birth of their saviour and Lord. But its also a time were people get together and just enjoy being together. I find it quite enjoyable, actually.'

'And the contraption down stairs.' Iason asked. 'Its causing quite a disturbance.'

'Oh that.' Ion laughed and folded his hands in front of him. 'It's a surprise. One I am sure will never be forgotten. You'll just have to attend tonight and see for yourself.'

'I shall be there.'

'Excellent. I am just one my way out to Midas to collect a few supplies. Your welcome to join us if you desire. I'm positive Midas has changed since I've been away.'

'I'm afraid I must decline for I have an important meeting to attend to. Your furniture can go to Midas in your stead. Or have your goods delivered here instead of going yourself. ' Iason pointed out, still marvelling in the way Ion went about doing things.

'Well I could, but that would defeat the purpose wouldn't it. I have put my research on hold for the moment. Aya is in her last trimester of her impregnation and needs my full attention. She could be ready to deliver at any moment. Think of it, a baby in my home.' Ion leaned his head on his palm. 'Besides, preparing your own party is so much more fun.' Ion said with a smile.

Ion's hover car drove through the streets of busy Midas. Its sleek white exterior catching the light from the sun, giving it more sheen and class. Its tinted windows proved the perfect cover for anyone inside. That's the way Ion wanted it, as he was actually driving. Noel sat beside him and Riki propped up on the back seat. His small hands spread over the glass, tempting to look out the window, but not seeing anything. Ion had tired the mongrel's long hair up into a ponytail and fitted him with black pants and a red top. He didn't like to expose Riki so close to his old home but seeming his appearance is slightly altered, it out weight the possibility of his old crew recognising him. Anyway it would be good to get him out of Eos for a while.

Ion parked and turned off the engine. 'Ok. First we'll head to the food exchange and get the supplies. Then a little present shopping. After a spot of tea might be in order. Sounds good.' he asked his companions. Shopping was defiantly not a Blondie's duty but Ion enjoyed it. Just as much as he enjoyed doing things his own way.

'Yeah.' Riki said with enthusiasm, this being his first time in Midas. His instincts urging him to explore. '

'You re to stay by me Mr. No running off. I know you. 'Ion warned to the energetic Riki. The mongrel stuck out his tongue towards the Blondie. Ion laughed at his pet's-still an unfamiliar word to him- humorous antics. Ion spotted his furniture's nervous expression and tried to comfort the boy.

'Don't worry so much Noel. Think of it, as you accompanying your master and pet on an errand. You will find I do things a little differently then others.' Noel nodded and satisfied, Ion opened the door and stepped out, drawing the eyes of people walking by. The door beside him opened and Riki hoped out. As did Noel from the other side.

'Wow it really has changed.'

'The food exchange is this way.' Noel pointed towards a large food market just ahead of them. Ion nodded and started walking, with Riki stopping every couple of minutes to inspect sometime he felt or smelt interesting until they were standing in front of the busy market place. They strove inside.

The overseer of the market exchanged practically pushed a customer out of the way when he saw a Blondie standing there. 'Welcome.' His long face lighting up with promised greed. Hoping to at lest get good credit for this Blondie Ion strolled round the market; the director happily willing to advising him on what was the best produce. What were his best important goods. Noel took everything down on his holographic notepad. Never once faulting in his cataloguing. His master ordered so he obeyed.

'Do you have any fruit pudding.'? Ion asks, inspecting things as he went.

The owner's eyes shot down in confusion. 'Fruit pudding, my Lord.'

'I am having a very special party tonight, Sir and fruit pudding or something of that nature is what I require.'

The man gulped. 'Of course my Lord. ' He snapped his fingers. 'Actually, I might have something that would suits your needs perfectly.'

Down at the docking bay of the market, the boss led them over to a small crate and opened the lid. 'These just arrived from one of our neighbouring planets. They call it a berry cake.

'That will suffice.'

Satisfied, Ion gave the man his extensive order, directing it to be delivered to his penthouse by the afternoon. When the owner assured him that it would be on time, Ion paid the man handsomely and left. Almost fainting at the amount the Blondie had paid for his goods. Business was defiantly good today.

'Right. Round two.' Seiren reached down and flicked the switch. He jumped back when the machine jolted to life. Its engine spurting and coughing before it gave way with a bang and smoke and oil was spat in his face. He closed his eyes and had to count to ten, otherwise he was seriously considering grabbing his hammer and hacking the bucket of bolts of pieces. He took the rag from his pocket and wiped his face.

'At the rate you're going, there's going to be nothing left of it.' Heath yawned and laid his head on his palm.

'As I have said before. I will get this shit heap working if it kills me.' Seiren narrowed his eyes. 'You could at least give me a hand, you know instead of standing there, letting me suffer.'

'I'm a navigator, not an engineer. Do you see me fixing an engine? I wouldn't now a nut from a bolt.' Heath said.

'Still not working.' Seiren and Heath looked up and found Ion, Riki and Noel standing there. An amused smirk gracing Ion's features. 'The great Seiren, can't fix a broken down engine. I never thought I would live to see the day.'

'Maybe if someone would actually thrown this hunk of junk out and invested in inquiring a new one, we would be in this predicament.' Seiren place his hands of his hips. 'Are all Blondie's so cheap, your is it just you.'

Ion laughed. 'Has my purchases arrived yet.'

'Yeah they delivered them to your room about an hour ago. Are you feeding an army.'

'No just the elite.' Ion said and walked away.

…..

That evening the elite gathered and marvelled in enjoyment, the sight of Ion's home lit up in different coloured lights and decorations and tinsel, Ion had called it. The atmosphere was warm and somewhat happy. Food was served in abundance, each morsel better then the last. The host lavishing all the praise to his furniture who had exhaustedly prepared everything. Of course everyone pitched in but it was Noel who had taken upon himself to do more, hoping to please his master greatly. He felt like he had the perfect master, kind and gentle. He was the envy of every furniture in Eos.

Ion couldn't ask for a better turn out. Every elite he had invited had come, bringing long their pets, who as well looked excited. Many had commented on the splendour of the evening. Declaring this should be a yearly occurrence. Ion had decided tonight to dress in black and white, his blonde hair left down to sweep down his back. No one could deny that he looked regal and strong. A king in his own home. Luca and Maddy stayed close to Aya, who was resting on the couch. The strain of walking to much had taken its toll on her already stressed body and Heath and Seiren was downstairs trying to get his present to work. He surveyed the room, blue eyes sweeping every face and realisation set in that he had not seen Riki in a while. The mongrel had returned to his full size and know seemed to be hiding. Not unusual but some elites did ask him where his pet was. Also there was someone else who he had not seen since he had arrived. As the dots clicked, Ion smiled and went back to talking with his guests.

Iason stood on the balcony looking out to the twin moons high in the sky, away from the open doors. The stars were especially bright this night. Twinkling like diamonds. His white-gloved hand rested on the ledge and his blue eyes took in the sight. It truly was beautiful. The night sky reminded him of Riki's raven hair, so dark and deep. He could loose himself in it for all time. Brushing his hands through it just like he did in the late hours of the night all those years ago. Was this the magic of Christmas. The magic of being with the one you love, even if the one you love is just beyond his reach.

'Is it as beautiful as I imagine.' Riki's deep, sensual voice said from behind him. Iason turned and his heart skipped a beat. Over the last couple of years he had to train his body mindlessly to fight the urges Riki had instilled within him without his perfect body to sustain them but with one look of that body, all his efforts got shot to hell. He knew Riki could read him so he didn't try to hide his desire.

'Even more so. Come, pet.' Iason held out his hand and strangely without hesitation, Riki reached for it. And it was almost Iason's undoing. He was glad at that moment that Riki could not see him for his expression was one of deep sorrow. Riki's hand fit so perfectly in his, like it truly belonged. He cursed himself for wearing gloves this night. To feel that warm skin against his own. If this really was a time of miracles let this one be granted.

Suddenly Iason felt a light caress against his cheek and realised Riki had reached up and was outlining his face using his fingertips. As if trying to imprint his image in his mind. Iason didn't move an inch, not wanting to spoil this moment. Not wanting it to ever end. His mongrel's fingertips travelled over his face with such care, Iason felt he might break into a million pieces.

It was Riki's quite voice that broke him out of his dream. Those fingers leaving his face.

'Why were you so sad.'

'I'm sorry.'?

'I felt your sadness. It was overwhelming.' Riki said and came to stand beside the Blondie. 'What were you thinking about just now'?

Iason looked down into the mongrel's sightles eyes and saw nothing but the stars. ' A time, long ago when I thought I truly had the world.' He said truthfully.

The dark beauty beside him was silent for a moment. 'Did you love him.'? Riki was able to read between the lines.

'Yes I did. But I never got the opportunity to tell him.' Iason answered without hesitation. He couldn't lie to himself. Riki was his heart, his soul, his everything.

'Love is hard when you re giving someone the power to destroy you…but trusting them not to.'

Iason looked down t his dark-haired angel and his heart shuddered in his chest. 'You know of what I speak.'

'Have you ever wondered what hurts the most; saying something and wishing you hadn't, or saying nothing, and wishing you had. I don't know why but somehow I understand your pain.' Riki paused and touched the place over his heart 'Right here, there is a constant void I don't know how to fill. I feel like I have forgotten something or someone very important to me. But the memories are so unclear.'

'Maybe one day you will remember what you have lost.'

Down below, Seiren was kneeling down beside the snow machine, his head inside its engine, giving it one last tune up. It's either sink or swim. The moment of truth. He sighed and wiped the lingering sweat from is forehead. With a close of the hatch, He stood up and looked at the machine, which had given him so much grief, and gave it a pat. 'Come on baby, work for mummy.'

'This is our last shot, Seiren make it count.' Heath wrapped his coat around his body. 'I at least want a drink before those elites drink it all.'

He looked at his watch.' Would you shut up. Eleven fifty nine pm.' with a prayer to the gods and the crossing of his fingers, he flicked the switch and the machine came to life, spluttered then cut off. Seiren felt like crying when suddenly it spluttered again and a tower of white shot out from the middle, towards the sky. They jumped up and high-fived each other.

'Yes baby go. GO.' Seiren screamed and very carefully turned up the speed. Flakes of white fell from the sky to blanket the whole street in white. Pets, elites and furniture had their faces glued to the sky and reached up to catch the white flakes before they melted in their palm. It was beautiful. Magical. Laughter escaped their lips. The guests inside Ion's penthouse practically had their noses to the window, glancing out with fascination at the wonderful spectacle of the white snow.

Iason watched the white snow fall around him like white crystals with serene calmness. This must be what Ion was talking about when he said surprise. He could help but admire Ion's creativity and inspiration. He had brought something to Eos that many had not seen before. He just happened to look down and spotted a snowflake caught on Riki's long black lashes before it melted and caused them to sparkle in the moonlight.

'Here. Merry Christmas.' Riki said softly and held up a small black box to Iason. The Blondie took it, trying to keep his hands steady and slowly opened it. 'I know its nothing much but I found it today while in Midas and you suddenly popped into my head. I thought you probably wouldn't have one.'

Inside the black velvet cushioning was a silver chain with a small black stone hanging on the end. He picked it up and watched the moonlight catch the silver. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He curled his fingers around his precious gift tightly, afraid that it might blow away. He would wear it always, close to his heart.

'Its an onyx crystal. The element of fire. I was told it was extremely helpful in helping someone through difficult times.' Riki said and turned away, hoping the Blondie wouldn't see the pink creeping over his cheeks.

'I appreciate it. Thank you.' Iason meant it with all his heart. 'Merry Christmas, Riki.'

Riki smiled warmly,' Merry Christmas, Iason Mink' the dark angel brushed his hand light over Iason's jacket before walking back towards the party, leaving Iason to stare longingly after him. Little did he know that Ion was watching them from the window. His azure eyes soft yet sad. He had watched them talking on his balcony, Iason's eyes never leaving Riki's face. There was so much love there. A love that was as forbidden and untamed as the wildest planets. A love that gave birth to legends. A love that would never die, even in the fires of death.

The end, well not really the story still continues.

I did this kind of spare of the moment thing. In the future what would Christmas be like? Would there still be Christmas? I almost cried when I wrote the ending with Iason and Riki. Things are sure going to get heated between them. So have a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.