Flight from the Mystic Moon
A week had gone by and I was so busy... For a person who had not ties to friend of family, riding the curtails of a clan leader was time demanding.
Ragan was often unavailable. You;d think the sole chief of a people would have some free time. Instead he was getting taught this and that.
"This is how you rule.""This is how we deal with this and that. ""You cannot speak so freely..."
"You can't say what you mean?" Ragan sat cross-legged with his chin in his hands. Some times I wondered if he just liked to listen to someone for once talk about something not important.
"No. Else I may offend some-one." When ever he spoke to me he gave his undivided attention. Unlike humans on earth, a conversation was made up of hand gestures and facial expresions... A lot of a conversation was not made up of words. But here,with these people, they almost stared.
"But you are their king." I was being obstinate. I didn't like that he had been forced into this position for me. Even though I was thankful, I felt guiltly like you wouldn't beleive.
"No. I am their chieftan. We have a king and his rule superceeds mine. We live in harmony." That was the other thing I found he and the rest of his people did often. They didn't say mro than what needed to be said. A 'yes' or a 'no' was often enough to make them happy, but Ragan didn't seemed to think 'harmoniously' about it in the slightest.
"You don't like being a cheiftan... Why don't you leave?" I left what I really wanted to say out of it.
"It is hard. That is why I fled so many years ago. But they need me..." People had a sense of purpose that the inhabitants of earth didn't have either.
"They seemed to be doing fine before you came."
He smiled and called me over to him. I sat down right in front of him and he leaned forward. his nose almost touched mine that was how close he was to me. He's going to kiss me! I was red from hair tip to toe nail.
"Why do you color?" He couldn't be serious. They couldn't be that oblivous on Gaea.
"Your too close."
"Too close?"
"To me."
"How so?"
"We are practically kissing me!" I stood up and glared at him while I could. As soon as he stood he would tower over me by a good foot and a half. Again he smiled.
That irked me.
"So you thought about me kissing you. Even though I did no such thing?" He finally stood. I felt cornered.
"I did not think about that."
"So what one does is different then how they feel and act?" My brained kicked into high gear.
"This is a life lesson? Don't act on what you don't know? Don't presume?" His smile widened. He was actually a very cute guy know that that thoughts was driven home into my head.
"In a sort, yes." He opened his arms and I walked into them. A hug was somethng completely different here as it seemes. It was a way of saying hello and goodbye amongst our human interpritation.
As Ragan settle his arms around me I wondered why it would have been to kiss him. It was a passing thought seeing as I never had been kissed before. I looke dup at him and gacve him a frown.
"Your going back to work aren't you." It wasn't really a question. I knew.
"Yes. I will finish soon and we will eat together." He sounded like my father had when I was a kid. It wasn't until his hands held the sides of my face in place that the thought altered forever.
It was just a passing thought.
His lips were so soft and so light on mine that I wasn't even sure I was seeing what I was seeing. I barely even notied he'd let go and left me standing there.
Hours later I forwent diner and recalled hearing him say something was he walked by me. That grin ever so evident on his face.
"Now you can freely think of me kissing you." And I did just that. In fact I couldn't get him out of my head and that kiss... not even when I managed to fall asleep.