Uncharted Love

Chapter 2

Kira walked the halls of Moya, headed towards Alkies chambers.

I'm insane. I know I am. He not gonna change just because I ask him to, she thought to herself. He is just gonna stay the way he is. She rounded the corner, saw his door and took a big breath. "This is it …"

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She isn't coming ... They probably knew that I was eavesdropping and planned the whole thing just to soften me up ... We-" Alkies thoughts were interrupted by a knock on his door.

"Then again, maybe she is …"

"Come in, its open." It was Kira.

"Hi," she said confidently.

"Hi," he replied. "Can I … help you?"

"We need to talk."

"Ok …"

"I am tired of the way you have been treating me. I demand some respect!"

"Hey! Your wearing MY pants!" he blurted out bluntly as he noticed.

"Sorry, they were in MY drawer," she replied sharply.

"I'm gonna want them back."

"Fine. But pants aren't important right now. I want a little respect from you. You have been treating me like dirt ever since you got here!"

"WOAH, slow down! I have been treating you like dirt!" This wasn't turning out to be as pleasant as he planed.

"Yes. You have. And it hurts. All I ever wanted to do was be your friend and talk to you, you are the only other Sebacian that's my age on board!" I was right, he isn't gonna change ...

"Sorry," he said quietly. He never realized what he had been doing to her. He was always worried about what she was doing to him. "I never knew you felt like that."

"I'm sorry if I have treated you improperly," she said, "but when ever I was nice to you, you would snap back with some smart remark."

Alkies was silent. His eyes couldn't help but wander down her body. He swallowed hard. "Well, what do you want me to do about it?"

"Just be a little nicer, that's all," she said quietly, admiring him secretly as he lounged on his bed. She longed to go to him and hold him in her arms. But she knew that if she couldn't, he would never forgive her.

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Fine." She started to leave. "Goodbye, I hope that our little talk made an impact on you."

"I love you." He didn't know where it came from, but he knew that he meant it.

"What!"

"I-I-I love you, Kira."

She was silent. She had waited for this for five cycles. She had fantasized about how it would be when he said it, where they would be. But now she didn't know how to react.

Oh no. I blew it. All of my chances are gone. I made a complete fool of my self, he thought to himself.

She smiled slowly. "Well, I don't know what to say …" She didn't.

"Say that you love me too."

Kira thought for a moment. What if he is bluffing, just to sucker me into saying that? She was willing to take the chance. "I love you, Alkies."

A large content smile spread across his face. He stood up and walked to her. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For coming here today. If you hadn't, I probably never would have told you how I felt about you." He was now only inches from her face, oh, how much he wanted to take her in his arms and kiss her.

"Well …"

"Well what?" He was confused.

"Are you going to kiss me or not?" She surprised herself and him with her blunt statement.

"Ok then." He definitely wasn't objecting. He leaned forward and placed a light tentative kiss on her lips. Even though he wanted to go further, he stopped himself.

Kira closed her eyes. That was it?! She had always imagined much more than that. Not satisfied, she leaned forward and up to meet his lips again; catching him off guard.

Alkies' eyebrows went up in pleasant surprise. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. All that he wanted, at that moment, was to be with Kira like he was in that moment. The kiss, intensifying, rose hairs on his neck and body. Like Crichton always said, he saw fireworks.

Kira was living out her fantasy. All she wanted was to be with him, to taste him, to feel the heat of his body next to hers. They were both lost in the moment.

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Aeryn had just finished preparing the evening meal. In the past few cycles, she had discover a love for cooking. Using all of Moya's food resources to her, and the crew's benefit. It usually worked out pretty good, too. The crew liked the food, and so did she. Everyone was happy. She smiled contently to herself as she brushed away a strand of silver hair. WHAT, she thought to herself, IS THAT?! She ran to her bathroom and looked in the mirror. There it was. A long strand of silver hair, sticking out like a sore thumb amongst the black. "Oh no, you don't," she said as she plucked it from her head. "HA!"

She really wasn't old. Only about 47 cycles old. Crichton was certainly still in his fittest. She looked at herself in the mirror. Not so bad. I still got it. And in fact, she did. She was in better shape than she had expected herself to be at her age. What am I worried about, everyone's got them, at least one …

"Yes, you do, sweetheart!" John said exuberantly as he said as he snuck up on his wife and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Ayie!" she exclaimed, surprised. "You scared me, John!"

"What are you worried about; you ain't getting old," he said while kissing her cheek. He didn't look a day over 35. He seemed to defy the aging process and was proud of it.

"I know, I'm just not as young as I used to be …" She broke away from him and went back to the kitchen to finish the meal. "Pilot?"

"Yes, Officer Sun?"

"Could you tell everyone it's time for the meal?"

"Of course, Officer Sun."

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Kira heard Pilot's voice come through her com.

"Kira, it's time for supper."

She reluctantly broke away from Alkies. "We have to go." Kira looked into his eyes and saw love. He wasn't bluffing.

"Such timing your mother has …" He looked into her eyes, those deep pools of green and gold. "You have beautiful eyes …"

"Thank you." Kira pulled away from him, grabbing his hand. "Let's go greet the world!"

They walked out of the room and down the halls of Moya, hands clasped, never wanting to let go of each other completely. But when they neared the Kitchen, they reluctantly gave their hands back to each other, lest they got found out. That was the last thing either of them wanted.

Rygel floated in behind them. Unlike Aeryn and Crichton, time had taken a toll on him, and he was crankier than ever. "So, what have you two been up to lately? Get into any good quarrels? Heh, heh, heh." Rygel was just one of those beings who will never change.

"Wouldn't you like to know, worm," Kira spat at him. "Go shove your face with crackers!" She hastened her pace into the dining area. The only being that she fought with more than Alkies was Rygel. He was always starting trouble.

When she got into the dining area, she took her seat, and so did Alkies. Kira felt so far away from him, even though he was only three seats down on the opposite side of the table. She saw Laiua come in.

Laiua sat down next to Kira and whispered in her ear, "Did you do it?!"

"Yes I did," she smiled at Laiua.

"And …!"

"And what?"

"And how did it go!" shrieked an excited Laiua. Unfortunately, she shrieked a little too loud and everyone stared blankly at her.

"He is going to be more polite and considerate of my feelings from now on," Kira whispered to Laiua.

"Oh, good, very, very good." At times Laiua spoke very much like her father, making her sound insane most of the time. "Your problems are all solved now …"

"Yeah they are …" Kira smiled at Alkies from across the table as he rolled his eyes at Laiua's speaking.

Noticing that she was looking at him he smiled back. He couldn't wait till the meal was over so that he could be with her again. If it was only for an arn, he would be satisfied for the rest of his life, or, he would be left wanting more and not want to leave her company. He hoped it was the second option ...

The crew took their places at the table, Rygel hovering at the end. "Where is my dinner?!" blurted the cranky old being.

Everyone, annoyed at Rygel, threw their crackers at him.

"Hey! What's the big idea!"

Aeryn came out with the meal. It looked delicious. Everyone forgot their problems and ate, and for that half an arn, all was silent, except for the sounds of eating.

When Kira was finished, she got up to leave. "Thank you, Mother, for the lovely meal, it was delicious--" She was cut off by her father.

"Kira, hun, would ya mind takin' a look at my ship and seein' what those two little trouble makers did to it?" At the mention of that incident, D'Argo narrowed his eyes at his two children, who he had punished earlier. Shikiera and Nadira lowered their heads.

"Don't worry, John, they have been reprimanded accordingly," D'Argo stated as he looked at his children harshly. "You two will precede to your quarters after you are done with your meal, understood?"

"Understood …" they said quietly in unison.

"Yes, Father, I'll take a look," Kira replied to her father's earlier question. As she was leaving, she motioned for Alkies to meet her down in the hanger.

He nodded and smiled at her.

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Kira walked the halls of Moya, heading for the hanger. She had an odd feeling in her chest, that her father called 'Butterflies.' She earlier in life heard him talking about butter, a creamy substance that humans put on bread (whatever bread was); she didn't know why it was flying, and in her chest no less ... One thing about her father she would never understand was his "Earth" words.

"Yo!" Another one of her father's Earth words the crew had come into habit of using. But like all of the other ones, sounded very odd when Laiua used them.

"Hello," Kira replied to her friend, who was now walking next to her.

"Hi."

"Can I help you …?" she said, smiling.

"No, I was just wondering if I could help you with your father's Farscape ship."

"Um … I don't think so Laiua … I don't know if he would like that, it is kinda small in there, we might break something else … hope you don't mind …" It was only a little white lie, and she was, in part, telling the truth.

"Ok then, I'll go see what I can do for my mother. Bye!" Laiua walked away down the hall to her family's side of the Leviathan. "Good luck."

Kira, now in the hanger, climbed into the small ship. It wasn't in too bad a condition: the glass on one of the dials was cracked and the safety belt was ripped a little. No biggie. She got out of the ship and walked to the tool table. "Now what do we have to fix glass," she said aloud to herself, a habit she must have picked up from her father. He was always talking to himself.

"You don't fix glass, you replace it, love," said Alkies. He walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Oh! You startled me!" She turned her head around to meet his lips for a short but well-worth kiss. "Maybe you could show me how to replace it … do we even have any 'glass?'" It was another odd substance from her father's world.

"I don't know, but we have some zycron, it's like 'glass' but not. It's more durable, and we have some in the cargo hold. Come on," Alkies said while leading her to cargo hold, which was conveniently next to the hanger.

They walked to a large, flat, upright case in the corner. Alkies undid a latch on the top of the case and the top opened up. He stood on a nearby case and pulled out a long piece of zycron. "That should fit, shouldn't it?"

"Yeah. I guess. You're the expert in this field, you tell me …"

"It should get the job done." Alkies pulled it out all the way and carried it above his head to the hanger. "So um … what are we gonna tell your parents?"

"I don't know. Maybe we shouldn't."

"Yeah, you're probably right. Your father would maul me if he found out …" He placed the slab of zycron outside of the Farscape, grabbed a measuring tool and climbed in.

"It should be a perfect fit." Alkies climbed out of the ship, went over to the tool table and grabbed a pry bar.

"Need any help?" inquired Kira from the front of the ship.

"No, not really, but you could do the safety belt. They must have really been fooling around to break this stuff. Or the people who made it weren't all too smart when they put it together," Alkies said from inside the ship.

Kira heard a loud crack. It was the glass. "Are you okay?" she said with concern in her voice.

"Uh huh, I got it out … Could you hand me that zycron please?" he said, poking his head out of the door.

"Sure." She handed it to him and went back to the table to get a needle and thread. When she got it, she went back to the ship and climbed in next to Alkies, sitting backwards on the captain's seat to fix the safety belt easier. She sewed it together and was done. "Well, I'm done, how about you?"

"Just one more thing..."

Kira heard a sucking noise then a pop. "What was that?"

"It was the zycron settling into place." He turned to her and smiled. "All done."

Kira climbed out of the ship and motioned for Alkies to follow her, and he did. She led him down the hall to the cargo hold.

"Where are you taking me," Alkies chuckled.

"You'll see …" She led him through cases and boxes to a large window that looked out into space. There they saw all of the nearby planets and galaxies. It was a beautiful sight. They went past the window to a small room where three of the walls were windows that looked into space; it had a bed in one corner, with blue satin-like sheets and many little pillows; in the other, there was many large blue bean bag chairs; in the last, there was a small table with a silver stereo system; the walls were painted dark blue and on the floor there was a blue shag carpet. "This is my secret spot. Only I, Pilot, and now you know about it." She smiled at him.

"It's beautiful …" he said quietly, but he wasn't looking at the room, the only thing that was on his mind at that moment was her.

"Thank you."

They were locked in each others gaze, and neither wanted to break free. Alkies enfolded her in his arms and kissed her passionately. Kira melted into him and put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

"Can I have my pants back?" Alkies murmured in her ear. With a sly grin across his face he undid the clasp around her waist and moved her slowly over to the bed, without breaking their embrace.

Kira pulled his shirt up over his head as they lay down together on the satin sheets.

But without them noticing it, they accidentally turned on Kira's com. All of the crew heard what was happening in the room without their knowing.

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John Crichton slumped down in his chair and relaxed. Everyone else was still in the dining area.

"What stressful times these are …" Crichton murmured to himself as he drifted off to sleep. "Aye …"

At that moment he heard his com click on, and from it he heard quickened breathing and soft low moans. He sat up abruptly and cocked his head to the side. "What the frell?" he said aloud to himself. He put the com to his ear, in hopes to discover where and from whom these sounds were coming from.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" he heard coming from the other side of his com.

"Is that Kira?" he said aloud to himself.

"Oh, OH, OH, ALKIES!" came the voice form his com. It was Kira, he was sure of it. And with Alkies. He got out of his chair and started to Kira's bed room.

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Pilot cocked his head to the side as he heard the odd sounds.

"They are Sebacian. But not Aeryn and Crichton … for once …"

Pilot felt Moya laugh. It was Kira and Alkies. But there was nothing he could do to stop the transmission. They must have somehow bumped it on during their … um … activity. Pilot laughed to himself.

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"What the frell is that noise?!" inquired Rygel.

Everyone else cocked their heads to the side as they listened to the odd noises coming from their coms.

"Sounds like whoever it is, they are having fun …" said Chiana, while trying to suppress a giggle.

Aeryn looked around the room. It wasn't her and Crichton … obviously … or Chiana and D'Argo … or Zahn and Stark. The only two it could possible be was … "KIRA AND ALKIES!" she shouted.

Everyone stared blankly at her and burst out laughing.

"Are you kidding? Those two can't get within two feet of each other without quarreling!" said Rygel while laughing.

A low giggle then some laughter came from the com. "Alkies, what are you doing …"

"Trust me love …" Then some more giggles and a low moan.

Aeryn got up from her seat and ran to go find Crichton. She would com him but … ya know ...

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Crichton ran down the hall. When he got to her room, he opened the door and found nothing. So he headed to Alkies chamber, where he also found nothing.

"Where the frell are they?!" he said aloud to himself. He headed to Pilot.

"Pilot!"

"Yes, John?"

"Where is my daughter!"

"With Alkies, Crichton."

"Well, I know that!"

Pilot chuckled. "Did you check their chambers …" said Pilot between bursts of laughter, not really intending to tell John where they were; it was a secret between Kira and himself.

"Pilot, I know you know where they are." John was practically shouting over the noise from his com. He kicked Pilot's console out of frustration, "Guess I'll just go WAIT OUT THE STORM THEN!" John stormed out of Pilot's chambers. "FRELL!"

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Kira lay next to Alkies, using his chest as a makeshift pillow. "That was wonderful …"

"Aye, it was. How do you feel?"

"Pleasantly numb …" she said as she kissed his hand that she was holding.

"Any regrets?"

"No, of course not." She looked up at him and smiled, and when she did, she saw the clock next to the bed. "OH FRELL! We have been in here for nearly two arns!" Kira abruptly got out of the bed and started to dress, Alkies did the same. When she went to put her shirt on, she noticed that her com was on. "FRELL!"

"What!" said a hurrying Alkies.

"My com is on!"

"Oh no …" he stopped mid pant leg and looked at her.

"What am I going to do!" said a frantic Kira, "I- we just cant go out there and face them!"

Alkies leaned his head on the wall and punched it, hard. "FRELL! FRELL! FRELL! There is nothing that we can do ... "

Kira sat on the corner of the bed. "My father is going to kill you …" she brushed a tear away from her face.

Alkies got up and sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "We'll figure out something, love … don't worry."

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"Well, it appears that they are done … hehehe," snickered Rygel.

Shikiera and Nadira looked at each other and laughed. D'Argo looked sternly at them and they were silent. "You two may precede to your chambers at this time." The two Luxon/Nebari children left the room. D'Argo looked at Chiana and they both started laughing.

"They are gonna get in big trouble," exclaimed the busting Luxon.

Zahn, Stark, and Chiana all nodded in agreement. Laiua who was sitting in her chair at the end of the table left with a cross look on her face.

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Crichton wandered into the cargo bay, searching for the two of them. He saw a light coming from the far corner and a small hallway. "Now why have I never seen that before …?" he said to himself. John walked over to it and saw the two of them sitting on the edge of the bed together. He started towards them with nothing but anger on his eyes.

Kira and Alkies looked up just in time to see John Crichton charging at Alkies …

Hungry for more? Look for chapter 3 to find out the fate of these two young lovers.