Sorry for delays. I will be updating this story about once a week and sometimes every other week or once a month...that's a stretch.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Predator, Alien, or Predator vs. Alien franchise. The characters of this story and this storyline are original.
Chapter 2: Changes
The rest of the main course was uneventful until Dhi'rauta stood from his seat in front of me. Looking directly at me, he exclaimed,
"We now present you with a dessert from our planet. It took most of our journey to have it prepared. S'pke and my cousins and I have prepared an Earthly dessert for our hosts as well. Chocolate cake. We gathered the chocolate from one of the planets where our chivas were held."
With that, two very large Yautjas set out the sweet desserts on the table. Since this was a gift to my parents and I, we get first serve. Once my parents and I got our desired amount of each, chaos erupted. Our Yautja guests started jumping over and pushing each other to get some dessert. My three friends were the brutest. My parents watched with amused faces. I just sat in my chair, eating my dessert, as if all was quiet and I was the only one there. All was calm for me until Dhi'rauta tried to sneak some of my s'pke from my plate.
His hand froze when he saw the look of fury on my face, he looked shocked. My expression didn't waver until his hand was placed firmly on his side of the table. I hadn't realized that everyone was now silent around us. Glancing around, I saw my other two Yautja friends were growling lighting at Dhi'rauta. It almost seemed like they were scolding him for his behavior and they should. In Yautja culture, when a female allows a male to feed or take food from her plate, that is a sign of interest in mating. So, my reaction was a good way to defer from his antics. Dhi'rauta grunted and slumped in his chair. Everyone around us quietly started eating again.
After everyone finished their meals it was time for me to show them to their rooms for their visit. My three friends followed very closely behind me. They were close enough that I could feel their radiating body heat. From the high temperature they gave off, they were either exhausted from their journey or...lusting for the only available female in the house, me. Sighing, I took them to the top floor of our house. There is ten large rooms designated for any yautja visitors and five on the second level for them as well. We usually keep these rooms locked until we have Yautja guests to fill them. My room and four regular rooms are designated for us humans. Standing at the top of the stairwell, I let my Yautja brothers pass me and go to their desired rooms. Dachande, Dahdtoudi, and Dhi'rauta stood by my side. They usually stay in the rooms on my level by my bedroom, guess their desire to sleep near me hasn't changed. To the other Yautjas that chose to reside up here, I said,
"Dhi'ki-de h'ka-se mei mei'hswei. Na'tauk."
My three friends now followed me back downstairs. They clicked lowly behind me so that I wouldn't know what they were saying to each other. I can understand their language, but not their clicking. Not to be conceited or anything, but they are most likely talking about me. My body tensed at what they could possibly be discussing so I walked a little faster. They each seemed reluctant to go into their rooms as I stood by each of their doors. They all purred to me gently which I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes. When they realized I was not affected by their purring, they bid me goodnight before sulking into their rooms, leaving me alone to myself.
Once I was in my room, I shut the door and locked it promptly behind me. My parents would be up for another hour cleaning up the mess and storing leftovers from dinner. Normally, I would help them but I am strictly supposed to guide the Yautja on their first night in our home. I relaxed and shed off my too skimpy for comfort clothes and grabbed my pajamas from my bed. I took my time in the shower, careful not to wet my hair. Taking deep breaths and scrubbing my skin clean, I began hearing a noise from the bedroom beside me. The sound of water hitting the tiled walls of my shower drowned it out. But once I turned off the water and stepped out the shower the noise was clear to me. It was purring. A deep and loud purring that I could hear straight through the 3 foot thick walls separating my room from Dachande 's.
Huffing in agitation I wrapped my large towel around me as I realized he'd have to be directly on the other side of the wall to be this loud. Putting my hand on the wall, I could feel it vibrate from his deep purring. I ran my hand across the wall, feeling for where he most likely would be on the other side. Once I found the spot, I knew that he could sense me listening and he purred louder. Vaguely, I thought I heard him making grunting noises. My eyes widened at what he was quite possibly doing on the other side of this wall. In a quick haste, I dried off and put my pajamas on. His purring growing ever so louder, made me very uncomfortable. He knows I can hear him and that seems to drive him to do whatever he is doing even more because his grunts were now as loud as his purring. My heartrate was now racing as I quickly brushed my teeth and ran from my bathroom. Shutting the door behind me loudly as I heard him let out a muffled roar.
After I turned off my bedroom lights it felt like I couldn't have gotten into my bed any faster. My eyes snapped shut and I tried everything to get what I just heard out of my head. I counted sheep, tried clearing my mind, and played soft piano music to lull me to sleep. None of it worked. He echoed in my head. My body felt too hot all of a sudden but when I felt my skin, I felt almost ice cold. He's just lucky that the Yautja rooms are larger than mine, so nobody else would've heard him. Because as he roared, he screamed my name.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
I jolted awake from my dreamless slumber to the sound of a large Yautja fist banging on my door. Ripping my blankets off of my body and I ran to the door.
"Who is it?!"
I shouted through my closed door. I could hear someone breathing loudly from the other side.
"Dachande. I would like to apologize. I do not wish to discuss this openly… I would like to come in to talk to you."
Sighing I put on my robe that was hanging on the back of my bedroom door. Rubbing my eyes quickly so that I could see clearly as well. I then unlocked my door and opened it to see a guilty looking Dachande. His eyes and head hang low. Opening the door wide, I allowed him in. His strides were light and long, as if he was being extremely careful not to do anything to make me angry. I filed my arms together once I closed and relocked my door. At the sound of my door locking, Dachande turned nervous. Negate was on everything but me and he looked uneasy. I walked to my bed and sat cross-legged on it. Dachande came and sat on the floor directly in front of me. He purposely positioned himself lower to show submission. Almost immediately he started apologizing.
"Vita, I sincerely apologize for my actions last night. I find that my abnormal behaviors have caused you discomfort and for that I do say that I am sorry. I am sure that your parents and the other Yautja have warned you that my brother, cousin, and I would be ... different when we returned. Our life of fun and games with our female ooman friend is over. The three of us must prove that we are dedicated as warriors to our clan. All three of us have been exposed to females but none of us have been able to mate with one. As you know, our females are very aggressive in mating and it takes more strength to subdue a Yautja female. I have found that... I do not like this... at all. I wish to have a female ooman mate."
Dachande slowly looked at me. I sat in front of him with a look of concussion on my face,
"But, Dachande you have to be bonded to a Yautja female. Other more strict and traditional clans won't respect you. You will make many enemies in doing so my friend. Even though you are capable of protecting a dozen humans, you would be inferior to other Yautjas. Only now are some of the strictest clans are beginning to see humans as more than prey for the first time and accepting us. Dachande, you must know what could happen if you choose to have a human mate. She will be called lou-dte, tarei'hasan. Whatever child you have with a human would be an u'darahje."
Dachande growled at this and his mandible all flared in anger but he said nothing. I continued,
"Dachande, you are my friend. In only telling you this because you know it is true. Once you have mated with a Yautja female, all these ideas of bonding and mating with a human female will escape your mind."
He head dipped low,
"And if it doesn't?"
"Then you may do as you wish. Just remember all that I am telling you. As human females are accustomed to suit male humans. When or if you get a human mate, know that your male organ size most likely won't fit her and that you will not be able to mate with her immediately. Besides the obvious, what makes you want a human mate Dachande?"
"I have wanted a ooman mate for years. Since we were kids, I have wanted one. I have only known one ooman female in my entire life. Vita, I have wanted you for a long time. We never talked about mating and bonding as pups. I have hunted and killed two xenomorph queens. I have killed fifteen of Earth's criminals. I have killed beasts three times my size. I have the skills of all my kills. All the while, I was thinking that they would impress you. But after I had mounted the skills on my walls did I realize, you are not a Yautja female, yet I want to impress you in the only way I know how."
How could I reply to that? He's looking directly at me now. His gaze is strong and he is waiting for me to say something. I want to sigh and put my hand over his face to get him to stop staring. But I settled for a more appropriate reply.
"Dachande, that is very nice of you to think of me while hunting, but like you said, I am human. I don't even know if I like any guys yet and I'm almost 18. Besides, you have a lot of time to not worry about permanent mating yet my friend. Who knows, five years from now, you could look back and wonder why in the hell you wanted a human mate in the first place. And then there's Dahdtoudi, and Dhi'rauta. They have interest in me as well, though I think their's isn't as serious. I don't want you three fight because of a simple crush."
Oh gosh, I feel like I'm friendzoning him. Dachande grunted and turned his head away from me slightly. He finally looked away from me. But I could tell his pride was wounded even though I complimented him on his kills.
"Vita. This isn't a crush. I know my feelings for you. My feelings haven't changed in over six years. My feelings have only gotten stronger, Vita. I will be as patient as possible, the best warriors have the best patience."
Now I sighed and stood, Dachande rose with me. His towering figure staring down at me.
"I trust you my friend. But don't get your hopes up. I can always choose to be with a human and I'm not looking for that kind of relationship. I won't be looking for a while. So, I say we wipe this under the rug for a while and just let our relationship remain as it was when you left."
Dachande nodded eagerly and pulled me into an embrace within his arms. I returned his hug by wrapping my arms around his back, but my hands never touched, he's too wide. We embrace for a moment when I look to my left to see that in red numbers, my clock reads 10:37am. I gasp and pull out of his embrace and push him out of my room saying,
"I have to meet up with my human friends in less than thirty minutes!"
How could I have forgotten? Oh geez, I haven't even ate breakfast yet. Once Dachande is out, I lock my door and tear off my robe and run into my closet. My human friends and I exercise together every morning. I take a 5 minute shower, scrubbing through my hair quickly and wringing it out because I don't have time to blow dry. I throw on my black yoga pants, black nylon-spandex tank top, and running shoes. As I run out my bedroom door I grab my iPod and sweatshirt. Sliding down the banister of the stairs, I hear yelling. I almost scream in frustration. Blocking my path to the front door of my house, I see Dachande, Dahdtoudi, and Dhi'rauta fighting. Out of the glass sides of the front door, I see Jefferson and Mimi, walking up my driveway. In my loudest octave I scream above all the Yautja's growling,
"STOP FIGHTING, GET THE PAUK OFF THE FLOOR ,AND GET UPSTAIRS THIS INSTANT BEFORE I RIP ALL YOUR PAUK-DE HEADS OFF YOUR SHOULDERS!"
Translations
Lou-dte - child bearer (insulting)
Tarei'hasan - unworthy opponent/ insect
U'darahje - abomination
Pauk- fuck
Pauk-de - fucking
Dhi'ki-de h'ka-se mei mei'hswei. Na'tauk. - Sleep now my Yautja brothers. Salute.