Beka lay on a bed in a huge room. It was done in all creams, beiges, and pastels. The bed had white sheets, to match the white couch, to match the white chairs, to match the white curtains. The two chairs and couch were plush. The curtains were almost see threw. And the pastel yellow rug was shag. The bathroom for the room was pastel green, blue and yellow. With a striped shower curtain of all three colors. The tile floor of eggshell white and rugs of pastel green. And a sink of pastel blue. All toothbrushes, hair dryers, toilet paper, and other such were all pastel yellow. Yep, everything in the bathroom matched, except for the gloating neitzschean.
With about half an hour left before dinner with Beka's family, Rhade was finishing getting ready. He could hear Beka's steady breathing in the other room. He would wake her up so that she could also get ready but as she was drifting off to sleep before she mumbled something about castration if woken up before it was actually time to leave, and he wasn't taking any chances.
He hoped his good luck of the day would continue throughout dinner. Granted, it slipped for a while after Reeco appeared and captivated Beka's attention for a few hours. But then she started to get annoyed at him after he took the three of them on a hike to places where they used to hide from parents and other authority in the woods. So then Beka was all his again. Just like she should be.
He knew that Beka didn't get along well with these people, and hardly considered them family no matter what blood ties. She considered the 'drom crew her family, and her other various friends family. But Rhade, being neitzschean, still wanted them to like him. In his culture, if the female's family did not like him, then, well, the guy had no chance in hell. So he hoped to make a good impression on them. Of course, Reeco had probably spent the last few hours bad mouthing him and all neitzscheans. But still no matter what, he would be there for Beka. Besides, Beka liked him most, and that's really all that mattered.
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"What do you mean they have to share a room!" screamed an outraged Reeco at the top of his lungs to a servant who looked like he was going to pass out.
Rhade smirked.
"Reeco, calm down. What's wrong with you? It's not his fault, and besides, I've spent time with Rhade in closer quarters. The Maru's smaller then this." Beka then thought to earlier when she and Rhade had fallen asleep together. And then turning to the servant, "Look, it's no big deal, don't worry about it. Can you just show us to the room so I can put my stuff down?"
Reeco went off ahead to survey the room that his Beka and that uber would be sharing. Honestly, did the man really think that Beka would fall for a neit when she could have one of her own species? Really, it was preposterous.
Entering the room Reeco's eyes immediately moved to the bed. A king sized bed against a wall near the bathroom door. The room's bed. The room's ONLY bed.
"ONE BED!"
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Beka and Rhade had been walking along in silence when suddenly, "ONE BED!" Beka walked into the room wondering why her childhood friend seemed so distraught over a bed, while Rhade walked in trying not to laugh.
"Well, Mr. Rhodes here will just have to find somewhere else to sleep then."
"For the last time Reeco, his name is Rhade. And no, he does not. He will stay here with me. Now please, get out, I'm tire from walking all day and just to get some sleep before dinner tonight with the 'family'."
"But Beka-".
"We'll be fine daddy, no need to baby-sit, now please, get out. I'm sleepy and grumpy and I just want some peace and quiet."
Rhade pushed Reeco to the door and shoved him out as Beka put her stuff down and lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. Reeco sputtered in the open doorway as Rhade smiled and said "Bye dad" and then promptly closed and locked the door on his face.
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Rhade exited the bathroom buttoning up his shirt and looked at Beka lying on the bed. She was so gorgeous when she slept that it was almost a sin. Turning to look at a mirror on a dresser Rhade fixed his hair so that it wasn't flying every which way.
"Ya kno-o-o-ow, it looks good all mussed up l-l-like you just woke up." Yawned Beka as she stretched across the bed, her shirt sliding up slowing Rhade her smooth creamy skin as she flexed and distracted him.
"Y-yes well, this style is more presentable."
"Mmm-hm. Well, how long do we have before the dinner of doom."
"About 15 minutes."
Beka stood, grabbed a bag, and walked into the bathroom leaving Rhade alone in the larger room fixing his black tie and put his jacket on and buttoned it just as Beka came out of the bathroom ready to walk down to the dining area.
While Beka had been in the bathroom she quickly slipped out of her clothes from earlier that day and slipped on a dress. It was a deep crimson red, one that her mother and her creams and beiges would hate. And she looked hot in it so it was a win-win situation, well, for her anyway. It fell down to her ankles, and hugged her body, with a skit going from her right ankle to about mid-thigh. This had two purposes, to look good, and enable her to kick someone if a fight broke out. It didn't always have the slit, but dining with Dylan Hunt tended to do that to a dress. The neckline curved down in a v shape, and the sleeves her merely scrapes of fabric hanging loosely on her shoulders. She shook her hair a slightly darker shade of blonde for the night to match her dress a little more, put on a simple necklace.
It was a simple silver chain and a charm of a rocket ship that looked like a picture from a child's book. It was a red ship, with blue circle windows, and black filled in the circles. With yellow exhaust fumes trailing behind it with some orange near the end of the ship. Her father had given it to her when she was little, since she was his little rocket. He had been the first one to ever call her Rocket, which was why it had remained her favorite and she only let certain people call her that.
She then stepped out of the bathroom to meet Rhade's appreciative gaze.
