He felt like walking on air now. Who would know, entering into a relationship with his young protege could feel so right? I'Son had been so caring during their first passionate encounter. There was no need for the usual brute force. And Bleylock found, that giving and taking was a new concept he needed to integrate into his own world.

To wake up in the mornings, seeing I'Son sound asleep next to him,his own arms around his slim waist, kissing him good morning. It sounded like one of the many dreams he had once had. How life could be, without the control of his father, without having to live like an abraxian. I'Son was right. There was a whole different world to live in, one he had never seen before.

On Abraxor, he was groomed and prepared for power, one of the most important things in an Abraxor family, especially for the Bleylocks. They were a family destined for power. Galactik power. And the way his father tried to work this, you used any tool available to get it. To him, the tool had become Technoid. He climbed the ranks fast, not caring who he stepped on to achieve his goals.

Scientists, technicians, the whole lot of them, they were stepping stones to his destiny as a galactik ruler, His father was already too old, it fell on him as the oldest son, to have something done about it.

But then, this young genius, I'Son Danvers, had stepped into his life, and now, the goal of galactik power all of a sudden did not seem so tempting.

Bleylock had to admit it, he wanted something more. Something...not like Abraxor ways at all. He wanted to love, to be loved.

With I'Son, he had found all that. He went to all his football matches. I'Son was as good on the pitch as he was with science and chemistry. A force to be reckoned with. He had also started a more in depth study on how various energetic liquids worked, and some new forms of energy was made. It was not flux energy, that was banned since the wars, but durable light bulbs and liquid energetic light sources.

And more so, He had taken an interest in how to grow crops, helping where starvation due to failing crops and those alike was going on. He had tested his invention on Bleylock personally, by making a meal of only crops salvaged by his invention. The salad had tasted delicious. Bleylock was normally not a salad person, but this time, he had tried it, and been pleasantly surprised.

"How does it taste?" I'Son asked, leaning against the bench.

"Very juicy, I did not know you went grocery shopping this early" Bleylock said, as he put his plate away.

I'Son chuckled at that.

"I did not either. This is the crops that died in the test greenhouse. I added the formula I created to see if it would work. Sounds to me,it improved matters to a higher level than I expected" he mused.

Bleylock looked at him.

"You tell me, this is dead crops that you managed to salvage? From draught?" Bleylock was truly surprised. I'Son nodded, as he got up to put his plate in the disher.

"Yes is how they came out after a week, if given longer to grow, they may be even bigger. A win win during draught season. I get that is the case right now on Abraxor?" he said.

Bleylock winched somewhat at the name of his home planet. Why did he have to ruin the moment bringing that up?

"That is true, and since you brought it up my dear, I assume, you will suggest to do something about it? To help my people?" he asked, looking at his lover.

I'Son nodded, as he drank a glass of milk.

"If you have the tools to bring about change, to keep millions from dying, your own people, would you not do it? I know you hold resentment because of your past, but is it really worth having millions die over?" I'Son asked.

Bleylock thought it over for a minute, his lover had a point.

"You are right. I guess..I am just not ready to expose you to the hostile place my planet often is. Our relationship is so new, and I feel so good about it being just you and me for now. I am..." Bleylock went silent.

"You are what, General? If we are in a relationship, and you truly love me the way you claim you do, then why are you hiding us, what we are, as if it was a dirty secret? People in this galaxy are more tolerant to two men being in a relationship than you would think. Or has Abraxor hurt you that much?" I'Son said, and Bleylock could tell from his tone of voice, that he felt hurt by this thought. The last thing in this galaxy that he wanted, was for I'Son to feel that way.

"Off course not I'Son. I am parting with the ways of my planet, because of what I found with you. I dont know how you do it, but you make me see the galaxy differently. Make me see things, things that I was thought was only for the weak, not for a warrior, and certainly not for a Bleylock" he said.

I'Son looked thoughtfully at him.

"Then show me that this is true. Remove any doubt I may have that you are sincere about what you are saying. And take that damn mask you wear most the time off. Sometimes, the only place I know you are real, is in the bedroom. Try to be the real you around me all the time. Show me that kind of trust that I show you, by sharing your bed, your life, all the things we share. Give me a chance to see who you were then, and who you are now, and let me help you move in the direction you want to go" I'Son said.

Bleylock swallowed, hard. I'Son was asking a tall order. But if he wanted to keep his relationship to this remarkable young man, his hearts true love, he had to comply with his wishes. And take time to prepare him for what Abraxor would be like.

"I will make the arrangements, for us to go to Abraxor and save the crops. But I must warn you, the stay will be hard on both of us. I will soon tell you why. There is also a list of things we cant do, wich could be hard on you, unless you are able to fake it, with a female partner. My father is sure to have one of his concubines ready to take care of your every need that way. But be careful. She will also act as his spy, telling him all about what you say and do when around her. We can not be seen as a couple there. For me, it would mean disgrace and shame, wich I can live with. What I fear, is what he would do to you, if he found out just how much you mean to me" Bleylock whispered.

I'Son cupped his face gently as he kissed him.

"Thank you for your honesty, General. I will be careful" he whispered.

Bleylock put his hands around his waist, and pulled him close.

"I can handle anything, but loosing you I'Son" ...

A few weeks passed. I'Son had received an award for his new invention that had saved crops. Bleylock had gone with him to receive it. A boring ceremony at best, but seeing his lover receive the award for his work made it all worth it. He had earned the recognition he got, and so much more. When they came home, Bleylock had persuaded him into a very special celebration of their look over at him, relaxed and smiling, where he lay, only hidden by the covers that made him decent, Bleylock knew he had found the partner he wanted to share his life with. He would do anything for him. Abandon his planets ways if that was what it took, to keep this relationship going. I'Son had even introduced a new routine. A morning jog. Bleylock did not like physical excersize like this normally, but doing it with I'Son, looking at the muscles in his legs, arms, made it worth while. He even made sure I'Son got a special treatment, by hiring a masseuse to come over and give him a full body massage after work. He himself, would sit down, and watch the masseuse do her work. I'Son almost fell asleep from the treatment. When she was done, and I'Son put his robe on, they had called it the night.

Now, he was preparing the ship and all the permits needed for the trip to Abraxor.

And he did not look forwards to it. This was the place that brought out the worst in him, the darkness that he tried to conceal from I'Son.

Bleylock did not admit to what he had done to prisoners, how he had still taken out his need for control on them, rather than expose I'Son to this side. The prisoners could take it. I'Son..there was something about him, a side of Bleylock, that he had kept under wraps for years, had bee stirred by the other man. A side that did not want to act on these dark impulses. He wanted to be the man that I'Son brought out in him. The man that saw a more beautiful galaxy, where power was not everything. A man that could see the beauty in colours, find love just by looking into a pair of blue eyes. Bleylock clenched his fists. If only there was a way.. A way to make his father see that the abraxor way was the wrong way. If he only could persuade them to allow him to be his true self. If they could only see I'Son the way he saw him, how he was the perfect partner for him...

Bleylock sighed. He knew all too well this would not work. If he even suggested something like that, he was likely to put his lover in great danger. Other couples like them had been mysteriously separated in the past, he had never gotten an answer as to what had happened, but one of his fathers many concubines had revealed, those that was caught, being in a same sex relationship, would be split up and sent to different mines, to work the rest of their days there, always kept apart by a regime that saw their love as a sin. He, being a Bleylock, would have to live with the disgrace, and most likely, a forced marriage to a suitable lady of good family to breed with. I'Son... What would become of him if they were found out.. If it happened on Abraxor, he would not be able to protect him. If it happened outside of Abraxor, on Technoid base, their home, I'Son could not be touched. Then it would be all on him.

Bleylock shook that thought out of his head. He would see to it that no one could separate him and I'Son. And he would go to great lenghts to protect his lover as well. And at Abraxor, he would have to keep his distance to him, even if it would feel like hell. He would have to use the time travelling there, to inform I'Son of what they could do and not.

The stay was meant to be just one week. And Bleylock already felt like this would be a hellish long week. But For I'Son, he would do this and a lot more. He was worth the pain and suffering that would come...

I'Son looked at him. The ship was loaded with the mass produced liquid that would save the crops on Abraxor. I'Son was going as Technoids special technician on the matter, and the inventor of the substance that would save the planet from the starvation the draught threatened them with.

"Are you ready,I'Son?" Bleylock asked, looking at his lover, whom put the bag in the back of the ship.

It would take a few days to reach the planet.

"I am ready,General Bleylock." he smiled, reassuringly, sensing Bleylocks nerves.

Bleylock nodded. No need to delay things.

As they strapped in to their seats, Bleylock engaged the autopilot, while they were on a set flightpath.

"I'Son, I need to tell you. No matter what happens while there, no matter how cold I may be towards others, I still love you, with all my being. Dont fall for the act I have to play while there, please. And be careful what you say. I will try to keep you as close to me as I can. They may not react to that, as you came with me as a co worker and guest. You are new to our planet and our ways. Just make sure you make no gestures that indicate what we are" Bleylock said.

I'Son looked at him.

"I take it this means separate bedrooms during our stay. I get it. You told me just how serious your people are about this. I will be watchful. Is there anything else I need to know?" he asked.

Bleylock sighed.

"There is a chance, my father will have me introduced to suitable young ladies while we are there. At some point, I am expected to marry a lady, to secure a line of succession to the Bleylock family. If so, dont feel jealous please. I hate the fact that I have to suffer through this. But even more so, I hate the fact that one of his concubines will serve as your lady while we are there. The thought of someone else caressing you, even kissing you..."

I'Son stopped him, by stroking his hands through his hair.

"I get it, General. It will be hard, on both of us. But it is only for a week. We are there with a mission. To save the crops, so your people dont starve to death, remember? As soon as that is well taken care of, we will return to Technoid base and our lives as we know it. And, I was once told, that seeing but not being able to have what you crave, is a way to build up to an amazing climax when we do get to act on it. Lets test if that is true" he smiled.

Bleylock leaned over to kiss him.

"You are something else I'Son, I am truly lucky I won your heart"...

There it was, in the distance. Brown, engulfed by its nine rings. This should feel like home, except, Bleylock felt like he had a nuse around his neck. A nuse that threatened to chocke him. I'Son also looked at the planet they were approaching.

"Definately not looking like a cheerful place" he muttered.

Bleylock agreed.

"Once, I called this home...Well, lets get things taken care of so we can leave as soon as possible" he suggested.

I'Son nodded as he followed Bleylock to the cockpit, to start entering the planets orbit.

Bleylock looked at it.

"Home sweet home"...