This is an odd type of answer to the challenge, in that it does have sex
(though not even vaguely described). It was going to be pure fluff fic, but
evolved into this. It was originally summarized as "A heartwarming (note,
sarcastic summary here) tale of Kyle, Tess, Jim Beam and ... alien anal
probes?" But, well, actually it still could be that, kind of.
This was my first completed Roswell fic. It was written in October of 2000.
Title: "Hey Journal: Everything Zen"
Disclaimer: I don't own them, if I did I'd have them all
go to their home planet which turns out to be a nudist colony world.
Rating: I'll say PG-13 or so, best guess.
Category: Challenge Answer
Summary: Kyle and Tess get really close when she's drunk, as told to Kyle's journal.
Hey Journal,
Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine I'd lose my virginity to an alien. Well, that's not entirely true, I may have imagined it after finding out about the Roswell grouping, but I never thought it would happen. And especially not with who it happened with. I'm glad it was one of my friends, well, kind of friends at least and not the kind of aliens who take you in spaceships and do anal probing, I just don't swing that way.
Note to self, pick on Michael about the alien anal probe jokes.
Now here's the story, non-graphic (I have the memories, and I know I'll never forget them, so why should I confess it to you, huh?), of how I ended up having sex with an alien and falling in love with her. And I will note here, that the sex was before the love. Oh, and in case you're wondering, the whole Buddhist thing got thrown out the window here.
Dad was out for a romantic getaway with Amy tonight, and to say that Maria and I were unhappy about it would be redundant. I'd spent some time out alone in Roswell thinking about life, I'd examined how I was currently stationed in life and where I wanted to go, and I thought on my new found Buddhism. I suddenly realized that it wouldn't work for me, it might give my mind some temporary comfort, but I just don't have the patience or willpower to really stick to it right now. Plus, anyone who tries to become Buddhist from a book called "Buddhism For Beginners" has no business in that religion I think.
So this is what was in my head when I opened the door to my home and heard, appropriately enough, "Everything Zen" blasting from the speakers. Tess was dancing around and smiling, two things which immediately made me a little wary. She had her eyes closed and her hair was bouncing around in a way I couldn't help but stand a minute and smile at the sight. Snapping out of my daze I walked over and turned the music down, no reason to get the neighbor's angry.
Tess turned around fast to see what had happened to her music, and apparently she was a little too fast as she lost her balance and literally fell into my arms. I was expecting an awkward moment between us when she started giggling, it was then I noticed the smell of whiskey on her breath. I'd had a talk with Max awhile back and he explained about what happened the night of Liz's blind date, and how apparently his kind couldn't handle their liquor that well... it seems no one told Tess.
"Tess, have you been drinking?" I knew she had but it seemed impolite to just say she was, and I have no real idea why I was wanting to be polite.
"Just a little," she said and motioned with her fingers to indicate about a half inch, then she moved her fingers further apart to about an inch. Then she moved them even further apart. "Well, maybe not so little," she clarified as she started giggling again. I was intimately aware of how close I was holding her, as I seemed to feel every one of her giggles. I shifted her out of my arms and sat her down on the sofa while trying to decide if I needed to call the others to make sure Tess was okay.
Tess became quite fond of my hair apparently, as she started rubbing her fingers through it and giggling. Being a teenage guy, well, I was suddenly wishing she was either sober or that I could find a good cold shower soon. "I wish you'd have been my destiny Buddha-boy, I'd have liked that. Wish it had been you, you wouldn't reject me and I actually like you 'cause I want to, not cause I have to." Tess kept running her hands through my hair as she said this and laid her head on my shoulder. To say the least, I was shocked at what she said. Though she was speaking in a very slurred voice (I'm not going to write in a slurred way in my journal, okay?) I did make out the words.
The girl who had pushed so hard for destiny didn't want it? And wait, she wants me, I think, she said that right? This and so many other things were in my mind right then. I was trying to figure out a way to be a gentleman and yet not ruin any chance for something to happen when she was sober. Suddenly she starting crying on my shoulder, now, I've been around enough drunks to know how the moods go, so I just put my arm around her and let her cry.
Thank you journal, telling you that made Hootie's "Let Her Cry" come into my mind and take up residence, damn. Back to the story.
I was curious as to why she'd drank tonight, so I asked her. Through the tears she said, "I just got so fed up with everything I needed an escape. I never asked for this damn destiny, I don't want to have to love him to save a planet. I was raised to have to love him, but now I don't want to, and he sure doesn't want me. No one wants me, no one from my planet, not Max or Isabel, Michael tolerates me because I'm his sister or something. Alex, Liz and Maria all hate me because of Destiny and now Nasedo's dead." She started crying even more after that.
I don't think anyone had any idea she didn't like destiny. I sat there and listened to her, I rubbed her shoulder with my hand and tightened my hold on her. I didn't really know what to say to her, but I felt this urge to protect her and make her feel better. I said the only thing I could think of, though looking back it's like I was trying to pick up on her, which I WASN'T. "Tess, you are wanted here, okay? I like having you around, you're fun to argue with. And Alex and them, they don't hate you, not really. And Max and Isabel? They want you as a friend, they just don't want the destiny, and you just said you don't want it either, so you're all on the same side. And hell, Michael doesn't tolerate anything and you know it, he loves you for being his sister. And I want you here, I really do." I realized a little late the implications of what I said.
She calmed down after I said that, her crying eased down but she was still nestled in my arms. But, that's when the trouble started.
Now, I'm not proud of all of my thoughts as I was holding her, it seems that teenage guys can't keep from thinking about sex no matter what. I didn't mean to, I felt bad about it, but I'm seventeen year's old and the most beautiful girl I've ever known is in my arms. Sure she was drunk and crying, but a teenage libido doesn't really care about that kind of thing. I remembered, a little late, that Tess could kind of read minds. I remembered right as she stopped crying and looked into my eyes.
I figured I was a dead man, that at any moment she was going to use her powers and poof I'd be gone or, worse, she'd call Michael to come kick my ass. I was shocked as hell when she kissed me. Now, I've had a crush on her since she first came to town. That was obvious by how I followed her around like a little puppy at the beginning. I did what any guy would do, I kissed her back and got lost in the moment.
The moment ended though and some blood made it's way into my brain and I pulled away. I vowed to do the gentlemanly thing, escort her to bed and then go take a long, long cold shower. "Tess, believe me, if you weren't drunk I'd be so happy right now but I know this is the whiskey making you do this. I don't want us to do anything you'll regret in the morning. So, why don't you just go to bed and I'll check on you in the morning." It was at this moment that I realized I must have saintly qualities about myself, or be the biggest idiot on the planet.
She looked me in the eyes, and let me tell you she has such beautiful eyes, and said "I don't think I'll regret it in the morning, but I know you'll regret it forever if you don't. Please Kyle, I'm a big girl and I need to spend the night with someone who wants me." I was about to object, honestly I was. I was going to stick to my gentlemanly saint-like guise... but I looked into those eyes and saw this pain and sadness and longing and need. No, I'm not trying to justify my actions now, I just, I could feel her, her need to know someone did want her. So I caved in, and I guess she saw it in my eyes, because she planted her lips on mine again and we were kissing heavily... that's when I got the first flash of her life, the first of many from that night.
I won't say what we did after we started kissing again, but I will tell you what I saw in the flashes I got from her throughout the night we spent together. I saw her life with Nasedo, her as a child constantly having to move around with him. Her being trained from an early age to use her powers. Nasedo drilling it into her head about her Destiny, what she had to do. I saw her dreamwalking at night throughout the years, going into other people's dreams and imaging what it would be like to be normal. I felt her start to believe what Nasedo told her of their Destiny, of how she had to feel for Max and how he would feel the same for her. I felt her pain at Max's rejection. I heard her crying as Nasedo yelled at her for ruining the Destiny. I saw myself, her noticing me her first day at Roswell. Her attraction to me, her desire for me, her wishes that she was normal so that she might be able to be with me.
She was lying next to me in bed sleeping, I don't know if she got any flashes of my life from me. I was thinking about what I saw in her, and trying not to get a big head about it. As I laid there, her nestled in my arms asleep I suddenly realized I loved her. I loved her for surviving with Nasedo, for the sacrifices she was willing to make and for how she saw me. And I decided right then I'd do everything I could for the rest of my life to see that she's happy, even if it meant she went with Destiny. Though I think she won't, we shared something very special that night. I fell asleep looking at her, my last conscious thought was "I'm turning into as big a sap as Max."
I woke up first and watched her sleeping, again. In the morning, I got a little scared. I was afraid she'd regret what happened, or any host of other things that would just be horrible. I waited for her to wake up, for her to give me some sign of how she felt for me. Finally, those beautiful eyes of hers' cracked open and looked at me. She seemed a little disoriented at first, I'm guessing she was hungover and she just used her powers to fix that (handy skill). I broke the silence, as she seemed to be thinking, by asking if she wanted
me to go.
"No Kyle, I have no regrets, okay? So please stay, and thank you for being here for me last night." When she finished saying that she kissed me, and of course, I kissed back. It was the polite thing to do. You ain't buying that, are you? Okay, so I wanted to kiss her.
I looked at her after the kiss and I had to ask her something, and it was a big question to ask. "Tess, um, does this make us a couple? This was amazing and I'd like to be with you again... Wait, I mean, not be with you like this, well, yes, like this, but not only like this, and now I'm rambling. Let me start over. I'd like to see you again, dating wise, as a couple, and maybe a repeat of this could happen, if you're sober and want it, and I'm making a jackass out of myself, aren't I?"
"Not a total jackass. And yes, I'd like to date you, and to do this again." She smiled at me, and it was a mischievous yet sweet and loving smile that I was a puppy dog again. We snuggled closer and just laid there, for me, this was the most content I'd been in years. I was happy, and I think she was too. I know one day I'll tell her I love her, I know I do now, but I know I'll say the words I've never said before.
One disturbing thought came to me as we lay there, and I had to mention it to Tess. "Tess, um, Michael isn't going to kill me for this, is he?" My only reply was the soft sweet sound of her giggling.
This was my first completed Roswell fic. It was written in October of 2000.
Title: "Hey Journal: Everything Zen"
Disclaimer: I don't own them, if I did I'd have them all
go to their home planet which turns out to be a nudist colony world.
Rating: I'll say PG-13 or so, best guess.
Category: Challenge Answer
Summary: Kyle and Tess get really close when she's drunk, as told to Kyle's journal.
Hey Journal,
Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine I'd lose my virginity to an alien. Well, that's not entirely true, I may have imagined it after finding out about the Roswell grouping, but I never thought it would happen. And especially not with who it happened with. I'm glad it was one of my friends, well, kind of friends at least and not the kind of aliens who take you in spaceships and do anal probing, I just don't swing that way.
Note to self, pick on Michael about the alien anal probe jokes.
Now here's the story, non-graphic (I have the memories, and I know I'll never forget them, so why should I confess it to you, huh?), of how I ended up having sex with an alien and falling in love with her. And I will note here, that the sex was before the love. Oh, and in case you're wondering, the whole Buddhist thing got thrown out the window here.
Dad was out for a romantic getaway with Amy tonight, and to say that Maria and I were unhappy about it would be redundant. I'd spent some time out alone in Roswell thinking about life, I'd examined how I was currently stationed in life and where I wanted to go, and I thought on my new found Buddhism. I suddenly realized that it wouldn't work for me, it might give my mind some temporary comfort, but I just don't have the patience or willpower to really stick to it right now. Plus, anyone who tries to become Buddhist from a book called "Buddhism For Beginners" has no business in that religion I think.
So this is what was in my head when I opened the door to my home and heard, appropriately enough, "Everything Zen" blasting from the speakers. Tess was dancing around and smiling, two things which immediately made me a little wary. She had her eyes closed and her hair was bouncing around in a way I couldn't help but stand a minute and smile at the sight. Snapping out of my daze I walked over and turned the music down, no reason to get the neighbor's angry.
Tess turned around fast to see what had happened to her music, and apparently she was a little too fast as she lost her balance and literally fell into my arms. I was expecting an awkward moment between us when she started giggling, it was then I noticed the smell of whiskey on her breath. I'd had a talk with Max awhile back and he explained about what happened the night of Liz's blind date, and how apparently his kind couldn't handle their liquor that well... it seems no one told Tess.
"Tess, have you been drinking?" I knew she had but it seemed impolite to just say she was, and I have no real idea why I was wanting to be polite.
"Just a little," she said and motioned with her fingers to indicate about a half inch, then she moved her fingers further apart to about an inch. Then she moved them even further apart. "Well, maybe not so little," she clarified as she started giggling again. I was intimately aware of how close I was holding her, as I seemed to feel every one of her giggles. I shifted her out of my arms and sat her down on the sofa while trying to decide if I needed to call the others to make sure Tess was okay.
Tess became quite fond of my hair apparently, as she started rubbing her fingers through it and giggling. Being a teenage guy, well, I was suddenly wishing she was either sober or that I could find a good cold shower soon. "I wish you'd have been my destiny Buddha-boy, I'd have liked that. Wish it had been you, you wouldn't reject me and I actually like you 'cause I want to, not cause I have to." Tess kept running her hands through my hair as she said this and laid her head on my shoulder. To say the least, I was shocked at what she said. Though she was speaking in a very slurred voice (I'm not going to write in a slurred way in my journal, okay?) I did make out the words.
The girl who had pushed so hard for destiny didn't want it? And wait, she wants me, I think, she said that right? This and so many other things were in my mind right then. I was trying to figure out a way to be a gentleman and yet not ruin any chance for something to happen when she was sober. Suddenly she starting crying on my shoulder, now, I've been around enough drunks to know how the moods go, so I just put my arm around her and let her cry.
Thank you journal, telling you that made Hootie's "Let Her Cry" come into my mind and take up residence, damn. Back to the story.
I was curious as to why she'd drank tonight, so I asked her. Through the tears she said, "I just got so fed up with everything I needed an escape. I never asked for this damn destiny, I don't want to have to love him to save a planet. I was raised to have to love him, but now I don't want to, and he sure doesn't want me. No one wants me, no one from my planet, not Max or Isabel, Michael tolerates me because I'm his sister or something. Alex, Liz and Maria all hate me because of Destiny and now Nasedo's dead." She started crying even more after that.
I don't think anyone had any idea she didn't like destiny. I sat there and listened to her, I rubbed her shoulder with my hand and tightened my hold on her. I didn't really know what to say to her, but I felt this urge to protect her and make her feel better. I said the only thing I could think of, though looking back it's like I was trying to pick up on her, which I WASN'T. "Tess, you are wanted here, okay? I like having you around, you're fun to argue with. And Alex and them, they don't hate you, not really. And Max and Isabel? They want you as a friend, they just don't want the destiny, and you just said you don't want it either, so you're all on the same side. And hell, Michael doesn't tolerate anything and you know it, he loves you for being his sister. And I want you here, I really do." I realized a little late the implications of what I said.
She calmed down after I said that, her crying eased down but she was still nestled in my arms. But, that's when the trouble started.
Now, I'm not proud of all of my thoughts as I was holding her, it seems that teenage guys can't keep from thinking about sex no matter what. I didn't mean to, I felt bad about it, but I'm seventeen year's old and the most beautiful girl I've ever known is in my arms. Sure she was drunk and crying, but a teenage libido doesn't really care about that kind of thing. I remembered, a little late, that Tess could kind of read minds. I remembered right as she stopped crying and looked into my eyes.
I figured I was a dead man, that at any moment she was going to use her powers and poof I'd be gone or, worse, she'd call Michael to come kick my ass. I was shocked as hell when she kissed me. Now, I've had a crush on her since she first came to town. That was obvious by how I followed her around like a little puppy at the beginning. I did what any guy would do, I kissed her back and got lost in the moment.
The moment ended though and some blood made it's way into my brain and I pulled away. I vowed to do the gentlemanly thing, escort her to bed and then go take a long, long cold shower. "Tess, believe me, if you weren't drunk I'd be so happy right now but I know this is the whiskey making you do this. I don't want us to do anything you'll regret in the morning. So, why don't you just go to bed and I'll check on you in the morning." It was at this moment that I realized I must have saintly qualities about myself, or be the biggest idiot on the planet.
She looked me in the eyes, and let me tell you she has such beautiful eyes, and said "I don't think I'll regret it in the morning, but I know you'll regret it forever if you don't. Please Kyle, I'm a big girl and I need to spend the night with someone who wants me." I was about to object, honestly I was. I was going to stick to my gentlemanly saint-like guise... but I looked into those eyes and saw this pain and sadness and longing and need. No, I'm not trying to justify my actions now, I just, I could feel her, her need to know someone did want her. So I caved in, and I guess she saw it in my eyes, because she planted her lips on mine again and we were kissing heavily... that's when I got the first flash of her life, the first of many from that night.
I won't say what we did after we started kissing again, but I will tell you what I saw in the flashes I got from her throughout the night we spent together. I saw her life with Nasedo, her as a child constantly having to move around with him. Her being trained from an early age to use her powers. Nasedo drilling it into her head about her Destiny, what she had to do. I saw her dreamwalking at night throughout the years, going into other people's dreams and imaging what it would be like to be normal. I felt her start to believe what Nasedo told her of their Destiny, of how she had to feel for Max and how he would feel the same for her. I felt her pain at Max's rejection. I heard her crying as Nasedo yelled at her for ruining the Destiny. I saw myself, her noticing me her first day at Roswell. Her attraction to me, her desire for me, her wishes that she was normal so that she might be able to be with me.
She was lying next to me in bed sleeping, I don't know if she got any flashes of my life from me. I was thinking about what I saw in her, and trying not to get a big head about it. As I laid there, her nestled in my arms asleep I suddenly realized I loved her. I loved her for surviving with Nasedo, for the sacrifices she was willing to make and for how she saw me. And I decided right then I'd do everything I could for the rest of my life to see that she's happy, even if it meant she went with Destiny. Though I think she won't, we shared something very special that night. I fell asleep looking at her, my last conscious thought was "I'm turning into as big a sap as Max."
I woke up first and watched her sleeping, again. In the morning, I got a little scared. I was afraid she'd regret what happened, or any host of other things that would just be horrible. I waited for her to wake up, for her to give me some sign of how she felt for me. Finally, those beautiful eyes of hers' cracked open and looked at me. She seemed a little disoriented at first, I'm guessing she was hungover and she just used her powers to fix that (handy skill). I broke the silence, as she seemed to be thinking, by asking if she wanted
me to go.
"No Kyle, I have no regrets, okay? So please stay, and thank you for being here for me last night." When she finished saying that she kissed me, and of course, I kissed back. It was the polite thing to do. You ain't buying that, are you? Okay, so I wanted to kiss her.
I looked at her after the kiss and I had to ask her something, and it was a big question to ask. "Tess, um, does this make us a couple? This was amazing and I'd like to be with you again... Wait, I mean, not be with you like this, well, yes, like this, but not only like this, and now I'm rambling. Let me start over. I'd like to see you again, dating wise, as a couple, and maybe a repeat of this could happen, if you're sober and want it, and I'm making a jackass out of myself, aren't I?"
"Not a total jackass. And yes, I'd like to date you, and to do this again." She smiled at me, and it was a mischievous yet sweet and loving smile that I was a puppy dog again. We snuggled closer and just laid there, for me, this was the most content I'd been in years. I was happy, and I think she was too. I know one day I'll tell her I love her, I know I do now, but I know I'll say the words I've never said before.
One disturbing thought came to me as we lay there, and I had to mention it to Tess. "Tess, um, Michael isn't going to kill me for this, is he?" My only reply was the soft sweet sound of her giggling.