After the shower, he went to go find Zuri. He slid open the nursery door, finding her inside. She was in fresh clothes, a gorgeous blue skirt and top that he'd picked out for her. She had Meketre in her arms. She was swaying back and forth as she looked down into the babies green and gold eyes-they were identical to Uri's.

"You know, Uri didn't want to do the things he did." Keta-ki walked up behind her, placing his hands on her forearms, "He was manipulated into assassinating that couple, someone else used him. Arbitrators are in pursuit of the yautja that planned the crimes Uri committed. I know that doesn't make what happened any better, but I thought you may want to know."

Zuri swallowed and nodded.

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The blazing sun was beating down on her tan skin as she knelt in the garden. She wiped her forehead then began ripping out more weeds. She never wanted to do the work, but once she had started, she found it calming somehow. Zuri started to think that the heat was getting to her head though, as a weed right in front of her fingertips uprooted itself. It lifted into the air, its leaves twizzling back and forth as though someone was rolling it between their fingers.

Her heart began to beat faster, "Uri!"

She launched herself at his invisible form excitedly, stumbling when her aim was off. She clipped his leg and would have fell on her face if he hadn't caught her. She could feel his big hands around her as he hauled her upright. She smiled broadly at the empty air in front of her, only the slightest bit of shimmer visible. When her hands reached out, her palms only found metal and leather.

"Why are you here? It's not even dark out."

"I wanted to see you. I never know when it's going to be the last time I do. They are following my movements closer every day."

Zuri wrapped her arms around his torso and leaned her head against him. She could feel something wet on the side of her face though, and reached to wipe it off. Her fingers came back painted with green. She blinked at it, then back at his invisible form. She knew it was blood.

"You're hurt! Someone attacked you!"

Uri let her drag him inside the house. She closed the blinds, locked the door, and Uri let the invisibility drop. She gasped at seeing the bloody wounds on his chest. She grabbed a towel, got it wet, and began wiping off the blood. Uri trilled lightly as she tended to his wounds.

"Who did this to you?"

"A bounty hunter...some wanna-be arbitrator sent to execute me. But don't worry, he doesn't know I come to earth at all. I always give him the slip before coming-he won't know I'm here unless I want him too."

Zuri rinsed the towel and lifted it to his wounds again, but he caught her wrist, "I'm fine."

"You need stitches."

He growled at her playfully, "I am fine." Zuri reluctantly dropped the rag in the sink. "Do you like to hunt?"

"I don't know. I've never tried."

Uri stood up straighter, chest puffing out, and his voice growing louder, "You've never hunted? What sort of planet is this? Where do you get your food?"

Zuri started to giggle, "A friend of mine has goats in a field. Every so often I walk over, throw a rope over ones neck, and bring it home to be butchered."

"There is no sport, no challenge! Follow me, I will teach you how to really hunt."

Uri grabbed her hand and led her outside, staying invisible until they were under the cover of the jungle. Then, he grabbed a small metal object from his back. With a click of a button it folded out into a crossbow. He stuffed it into her hands then produced a sleek projectile similar to an arrow. Zuri looked down at the weapon, then to the expanse of green foliage.

"What am I shooting?"

Uri scanned the jungle, then said, "Anything you wish. There are many life forms here and you are not bound by yautja laws."

"Yes, but I am under human laws. I can't just go shooting things. I'd need a permit, a registered weapon, the right clothes even."

Uri huffed, "A little law breaking won't hurt anything. Jump on my back, I'll find you a good post." When she hesitated, Uri grabbed her and slung her over his back.

Her legs tightened around his waist as he stared to climb a tree and she tried not to strangle Uri as she clung to him. She stared down at the ground as it got father away. She'd never had a fear of heights, but hanging on someones back as they climbed a tree like a squirrel was a different matter. When they reached a sturdy branch, he had to pry her off him. She wobbled and Uri had to steady her as she sat down.

He sat beside her, and grabbed her hands to show her how to use the crossbow. His claws went under her chin to position her head, and he pointed out a bird for her to aim at. He kept his arm under hers and his body pressed close. His finger moved hers to the trigger.

"Take a deep breath, aim, and pull the trigger as you slowly exhale."

She did exactly as he said, but the dart flew right over the birds head. The animal cocked its head, squawked, then flew off. Uri took off his mask, grabbed the crossbow, and shot it way in the distance. She watched as he swung down, and pulled the small arrow from a tree trunk. When he returned, he held up a skewered slug.

"Damn."

The yautja had exceptional skills, and yet she couldn't even drive a stick shift. She tried over and over, to no avail, even aiming at bigger targets. Uri handed over a different weapon, similar to a gun with a silencer. He showed her how to use it, and she loved having him so close to her, teaching her.

She shot at deer and squirrels, birds, and lizards but hit nothing. When he produced another weapon, like a collapsible spear, she just laughed at him. So he gave her weapon after weapon, having her try each. She tried throwing spikes, a net gun, and more. It was horrible, especially since Uri had to go retrieve every spent projectile.

Finally, he left her sitting in the tree for several minutes to go to his ship for other weapons. Uri came back with an ornately decorated, very fat, hand-held gun. As he passed it over, it was much lighter than she expected, but she still had to hold it with both hands. Her fingers fit in a grooved hole on the back while her thumb was upright against a button. Her other hand supported the muzzle of the gun.

Uri simply said, "Point and click."

As they waited for a target, Zuri stared at him. She kept her head looking strait so he wouldn't notice, but admired him from the corner of her eyes. She loved the way the gold beads in his hair swayed when he turned his head. She bit her lip just looking at the groupings of muscle all over his body. Uri perked up at finding an animal within range, and pointed it out to her.

It was such a small fuzzy animal, and it wasn't very close, so she did her best to aim. She squinted her eyes, exhaled, and pulled the trigger. A burning glow of blue exploded from the gun like an enormous firework. As soon as it hit the ground near the little rodent, it exploded with a huge bang. Like a mini atomic bomb, a rush of wind caught her hair, and the whole area lit up with bright light.

Zuri's jaw dropped. As the smoke cleared, she could see the deep crater in the earth. The surrounding brush was black and singed. A tree near the impact began to whine and creek before its trunk cracked and the tree fell to the ground with a huge thumping whoosh. Her head slowly looked down at the gun in her hands.

At first, she let out a dark chuckle, but then shoved the gun back into Uri's hands, "You had me completely vaporize that guinea pig!"

Uri started purring before he pulled her in for a kiss. It didn't matter that she'd annihilated part of a rainforest just to kill one guinea pig-she was female, and she had hunted. Zuri had killed something, and that was turning him on. His skin was burning hot against her body. With his mouth moving against hers, her hands went to his body, just craving to touch him.

When he leaned closer and she started to fall off the branch, they both seemed to agree it was time to go back to the house. She carefully climbed into his back and he swung down from the branches until he could safely drop to the ground. Zuri looked back at the gaping hole and the charred earth. The guinea pigs body was nowhere to be seen. They raced away from the scene of the crime, right to Zuri's bed.