New friend

Inspiration: INFINITY by Niykee Heaton

The next few days I began avoiding the 3 boys to the best of my abilities. From the moment I saw Kuj'hade's face in the bath, I couldn't get the image out of my mind, and honestly it gave me the creeps. I HATED spiders with a deep passion. They made my palms sweaty, and half of the time I have an anxiety attack just seeing one in my bathroom shower. As far as I was concerned, they were the closest thing in space that I knew of that looked like spiders, and I wanted nothing to do with them without their masks on.

Of course, it didn't help that they'd begun walking around without their whole get-up on all together. And they were smart too. They'd caught onto the fact that I was avoiding them, especially Kuj'hade. Him being the ever persistent one, took it upon himself to be my personal torturer. If I was preoccupied in a room, I'd often turn around to find him standing behind me, beady eyes staring me down from his towering height above me.

One time, he cornered me in a small observatory area on the ship. It was a decent sized area, filled with one very large seat, big enough to comfortably accommodate one of the aliens, and a single standing platform placed a few inches in front of it. I'd learned that swiping my hand over the surface would bring up a map of the galaxy around us, and it shifted as the ship moved through space. There was also a button on the right corner that opened a panel on the wall in front of me, about as large as a movie theater screen.

I would sit in that room, staring into space and think. It was the most calming place I could find in the entire ship, aside from the training room. Kuj'hade had taken it upon himself to seek me out one particular day. On most occasions, he simply stood in the doorway, staring me down while flexing and clicking his mandibles to see how quickly I could start hyperventilating. And normally I would stand as far away from him in whatever room I was in, sweating and shaking, until he became bored and walked away, allowing me to calm down.

Well on this occasion, I was in the observatory preparing to leave, when Kuj'hade stepped into the doorway and blocked my path. Immediately my mind went into fight or flight mode, and I began looking around frantically. He had ended up leaving enough space for me to slip past him, and I had bolted like a frightened deer to the doorway. Unfortunately, I had misjudged the gap, and ended up having the press myself against him in order to squeeze through the space. He didn't even move an inch, simply looked down at me and instead raised the octave of his clicking.

Frantically I had pushed against him to create more space, and when I finally passed him I crashed hard to the ground, fog billowing around me, before getting up and running my ass out of the hallway straight to the room they had deemed as mine. I'd even gone as far as locking myself in the room for a whole day. The three never bothered me when I was in my room, and at that point it was like heaven. Eventually I'd gotten hungry enough that I left my room, but I wanted nothing more than to avoid Kuj'hade at all costs.

Thwei-Sain'ja seemed the least interested in me of the three. The first time I'd run into him, he was in the medical bay- as I'd named it- and he seemed to be working with some type of blue phosphorous liquid. I had stopped in my tracks, waiting for him to mess with me like Kuj'hade had, but the only thing I was greeted with was silence. He hadn't looked up at me once, so I opted to walk around the area, looking through clear jars and admiring the charts around the room depicting the alien's anatomy.

I wasn't able to read anything on the charts, they were in whatever language the boys spoke, but they showed the muscle structure of both their bodies and their dreads, and it even looked like there was blood and nerves running through them if I was guessing correctly. I stepped away from the charts, glancing over at Thwei-Sain'ja. He still hadn't looked up at me, and was holding a jar up above him, swirling the liquid around.

I walked around the room some more, and came upon jars with strange looking creatures floating around in liquid. I leaned closer to one jar examining the contents. It was a spider looking creature, with three legs on each side of its body, and 2 legs by its head. It was curled in on itself, and it looked like it had a long spine tail wrapping around the length of its body. I went to tap the jar, when a voice cut through the silence.

"I wouldn't touch that if I were you." The sound of Thwei-Sain'ja's voice startled me, and I whipped around to face him sheepishly, hands tucked behind my back.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you." I replied, staring around the room to avoid his eyes.

"What is bothering you? I have noticed you don't seem too fond of any of our company." I glanced at Thwei-Sain'ja, and he had yet to look up at me. He was tapping on his wrist device, so I leaned against one of the counters behind me. I folded my arms in front of me as I considered what I would say to him. I was scared as shit of their faces, but when they had their masks on I wasn't as afraid.

Yes they could rip a corpse in half with barely a flex of their muscles, and yes they kidnapped a group of people, threw them on an island and killed them all, but other than that, they'd done nothing to me, to make me fear for my life. Well, except tossing me into a pit and using me as bait. But the idea of these giant 8 foot tall aliens having spider faces, well…it gave me the creeps. I inhaled deeply, then exhaled with a shaky breath.

"I have a fear of spiders. They have eight legs, a shit ton of eyes, and half of them can kill a human with a single bite. They freak me out, and honestly…your faces remind me of them." I rubbed my arm, staring at the floor. I was prepared for Thwei-Sain'ja to get angry, enraged that I was insulting. I'd be pretty pissed off too.

"Your species isn't the most appealing either."

I'd never thought about it that way before. Stopped to wonder if they were freaked out by the way that I look. I mean, obviously they weren't because they probably hunted worse creatures in space, but the idea was still the same. I chuckled quickly to myself and leaned away from the counter.

"Thank you, for your words of wisdom." I said, jokingly and watched as Thwei-Sain'ja tipped his head in my direction.

"You're welcome." He replied. I rolled my eyes before turning toward the doorway. I might as well go find Kwei-Bhu'ja. I doubted he really wanted to torment me the way Kuj'hade had been the last couple of days. Before I stepped out the door, I turned partially toward Thwei-Sain'ja.

"Hey, can I ask a favor of you?" I watched as he glanced up in my direction. He didn't say anything, so I took it as his agreement.

"can you tell Kuj'hade to leave me alone. If I tell him he'll just torment me even more. He loves the fact that he can creep me out so easily." I crossed my arms, huffing out a breath. Thwei-Sain'ja chittered quickly in laughter, shaking his head.

"What do you expect? He doesn't have his hounds to occupy him currently. He is the only one who is not kept busy. But I will speak with him for you."

With that, I turned out of the room and listened to the soft sound of the door closing behind me. I began walking toward the front of the ship, where Kwei-Bhu'ja preferred to be. I assumed that he was a mechanic, because he was always tinkering away at something in the room. If Thwei-Sain'ja was the medic, and Kwei-Bhu'ja was the mechanic, I guess that meant Kuj'hade was the muscle.

I laughed softly to myself. Being the muscle fit Kuj'hade perfectly. He had the intimidation tactic down to a tee. When I arrived at the control room door, I placed my hand against the wall and watched as the light above the door lit up. It stayed lit, but the door didn't immediately open. I looked around the hallway and began to turn around. If the door wasn't opening, I had figured out that it was a room the three didn't want me in without one of them in it.

As I stepped away from the door, I heard the door slide open. Turning quickly, I stared around the room for a moment before spotting Kwei-Bhu'ja in the captain's chair.

"Are you going to come in?" He asked without looking at me. I stood still for a moment longer, steeling my nerves. I walked forward until I reached the massive chair, and leaned against the side of it with my left arm. There was a giant holographic planet pulled up on the console in front of him, and he was tapping against a keyboard every so often.

I could feel the anxiety begin to kick in, so I took a calming breath trying to avoid looking at Kwei-Bhu'ja for the moment. "So, what are you doing?" I asked crossing my arms in front of me.

"I am making sure the coordinates for Borthall are input correctly. We are a short distance away from the trading planet. We will stop to get supplies, then head out for our next hunt."

I stayed silent for a while, staring at the rotating hologram, listening as Kwei-Bhu'ja shifted slightly in his seat to stare at me. My palms began to sweat and I felt like I had to move and walk around the room. I stayed planted, wiping my hands against the tunic I wore.

"Is something bothering you?" I smirked slightly at the question. It was so strange the way he acted around me. One moment he's yelling at me, and the next he's concerned with my feelings. I looked down at my hands, wringing my fingers together.

"Yeah I'm ok." I gave a short laugh, glancing at him from the corner of my eye. When I made eye contact, I quickly looked away to focus on the hologram again. "Well, I get a little freaked out when I look at you guys." Kwei-Bhu'ja gave a quick snort turning away from me.

"It's not as bad as it used to be!" I said, looking at his profile. "It's just that Kuj'hade keeps fucking with me. He's been creeping me out on purpose." I crossed my arms, as Kwei-Bhu'ja stopped his tapping on the console. He looked at me from the corner of his eye, then began tapping away again.

"I will speak with him if that is what you want." I took a deep breath and stared at his hands moving across the keys.

"Thwei-Sain'ja already said he would do it for me. But I don't really care who gets him to leave me alone." Kwei-Bhu'ja stilled for a moment on the keys before picking up the speed of his tapping.

"So, I am the last one you sought out?" I gave his side a quizzical look. It almost sounded like he was bothered by the fact that I'd already seen both of the boys before him, after days of being on the ship.

"Technically, I've been avoiding all of you equally. Kuj'hade is the one who has been finding me. And Thwei-Sain'ja is always moving around, so I just happened to run into him in the med room. Did you know that Kuj'hade decided to trap me in the observatory and forced me to squeeze between him and the doorway to get out? He KNEW it would freak me out!"

Kwei-Bhu'ja gave a quick laugh, shaking his head at the idea. I gave a huff of breath, crossing my arms for the millionth time.

"It's not funny to me; It's terrifying. But either way, I came looking for you. You're always in here as far as I know. I've been wandering around the ship for days and you haven't come out."

"I have to make sure the ship stays on coarse. Would you like to watch as we crash onto another planet?" He replied, not looking up from his work.

"Well it seems a little unhealthy to me. I doubt you've even been to the bath since we left the planet. Besides, you're imply that this ship doesn't have autopilot?" He stayed silent, then began tilting and turning the hologram planet. I decided to mess with him a bit, and give him a taste of his own treatment. I leaned toward him, and sniffed at him like I was smelling a strong odor. He didn't smell too strongly, which surprised me a bit. There was only a small hint of dirt and blood.

He whipped his head toward me, and I turned my head quickly away- not quick enough to miss what I assumed was shock on his face- to stare at the opposite wall and began pretending to whistle. I heard him press a button on the keyboard, and there was a loud beep before he stood and stepped away from the captain's chair.

"I will be back. Do not touch anything while I'm gone." He told me, then quickly turned to leave the room. I laughed to myself before sitting in the large chair and tucking my legs into my chest. I couldn't believe that really worked.

About a day later, we were finally docking at Borthall. I was walking around the ship, when Kwei-Bhu'ja came to find me. He was in his full outfit, but his mask was strapped to the side of his hip.

"We are headed on planet. While we are there, do not stray far from me. We only have a few things we need to restock. Then we will be leaving." He turned away from me, and waited until I was following him to begin walking. We walked to the exit of the ship, where Thwei-Sain'ja and Kuj'hade were already waiting. I found it odd that they would all exit the ship together, when they clearly stated they had different things to get.

Before I could think further, the oval light of the doorway appeared, and the door slid out of view. I could hear the bustle of the planet clearly, but it was all in so many languages. I began wondering if the translator was only to translate the boy's language, or if it worked on other aliens as well. Once the ramp touched the ground, Kwei-Bhu'ja stepped out of the ship ahead of the other two, and immediately all noise around us went silent.

I looked around at all the different races of aliens. Some were taller than Kuj'hade, and some were shorter than even me. It reminded me of a Star Wars movie. Thwei-Sain'ja pushed me forward until I was standing next to Kwei-Bhu'ja, then like a force they were walking forward, emitting aggressiveness. I looked up at the side of Kwei-Bhu'ja's face. His head was held high, and I could see that his mandibles were tucked tightly into his face.

As we passed by people, I could hear them begin to whisper. Only once the door to the ship was fully closed, did the sounds of the planet pick up again, and before I knew it vendors were shouting over my head into the crowd we were moving through. Every step of the way, someone was jumping out of Kwei-Bhu'ja's path with a look of freight on their face, afraid to make eye contact. At least im not the only one afraid of these guys.

As we passed by one stall, I watched as the vendor looked up at us, then immediately did a triple take, even going so far as to rub his eyes. I watched him as I walked, and he held eye contact with me until I felt uncomfortable and looked away.

"I will go find some hounds." I heard Kuj'hade say. Before he could turn away I called out to him.

"Can I go with you? I just wanna see what the hounds look like." He stared me down for a moment, then turned his back and began walking away.

"No." Was all he said, not even bothering to look over his shoulder at me. Ass wipe. I turned away from his retreating form, to see only Kwei-Bhu'ja standing staring at me. As I made eye contact, I began to feel my palms sweat, but I forced myself to look at him as long as possible. He looked away, then motioned for me to follow him.

We walked for a while, Kwei-Bhu'ja stopping every once in a while, to look at weapons and armor. If something stood out to him he would ask to get a closer look, and the vendor would hand the item to him with shaking hands. By the third stall, I began to recognize when Kwei-Bhu'ja was smirking, enjoying the stall vendors squirming uncomfortably. I looked around the stalls, but didn't see anything that really interested me.

I figured while we were on planet, I might as well try and find shampoos and conditioners to use. And definitely feminine products. Horror ran across my face as it occurred to me that I had no idea when my period was going to hit. Who knows, maybe space and different atmospheres fuck with my menstrual cycle.

"Hey Kwei-Bhu'ja?" I said, lightly touching his arm to get his attention. He made a soft trilling sound, then looked down at me.

"Do you think I could get something to wash my hair with? And I kind of need other products too." He tilted his head in question at me, then looked up at the stalls around him. He turned, then motioned for me to follow him. We walked up to a stall that looked like it was specifically for bath items. At least, that's what I assumed it was. There were jars of flower petals, jars of pastes, and bags filled with ingredients that smelled fruity. They even had a few flowers in pots that I recognized, from vines in the bath on the ship.

Kwei-Bhu'ja turned away from the stall, and proceeded to stare down every alien that tried to step up to the stall, until I was the only one standing at it. I looked around the table, but I had no idea what anything was. I didn't want to choose something that wasn't going to work, or wasn't meant for my species somehow. I began get upset, prepared to turn to Kwei-Bhu'ja, when suddenly an arm reached out in front of me, picked up 2 jars of thick liquid, and handed them to me.

I looked at the jars in my hands, then to the person who had handed them to me. She was a human, and she stood at 5 foot 1. She had a braided mohawk with beads and colorful threads weaved through them. She had braids draped over her shoulders, and her arms were crossed under her chest. Her body was covered in tattoos, with only small patches of skin having no ink, and she wore armor similar to Kwei-Bhu'ja's. She had a mesh body suit on, but her armor over it was metal instead of leather. Her skin was slightly darker than mine, the bridge of her nose was covered in freckles, and she had strikingly hazel eyes.

"You can use the green one as shampoo, and the clear one as conditioner." She said to me, pointing at the jars I now held. I looked to my hands then back at her again.

"um…thank you."

"No problem. You just seemed confused, and that one over there doesn't seem like he knows anything about what you need." She said, thumbing in Kwei-Bhu'ja's direction. He was too busy growling and chittering as passerby to notice me and the stranger talking.

"I'm Amani by the way." She started to pick out random items on the stall and began handing them to me. She said something to the stall vendor that I couldn't understand. He walked away for a moment, then came back with a small sack of item. He handed them to Amani, and she handed them to me.

"These are their version of pads basically. I always have to ask for them on special order, because apparently humans are the only species that don't go through heat cycles and absorb the blood back into their bodies." I gave her a wide-eyed look at how blunt she was. I didn't say anything, because I was actually VERY glad that she showed up when she had.

"My name is Grace. And that over there is Kwei-Bhu'ja. He's…interesting." I said, glancing between the two.

"Yeah. I can tell." Amani said. I turned toward Kwei-Bhu'ja and called out to him.

"Is there anywhere I can put these, so I don't have to carry them all day?" He walked back to me, then looked at the vendor. He said something to him in his aggressive way, and the vendor spoke quickly back to him. Kwei-Bhu'ja turned back to me and started grabbing the items out of my hands.

"He will have them delivered to the ship." He said, then stopped abruptly when he noticed Amani standing so close to me. He began growling, but before he could say anything to her, there was a responding growl behind me. I turned to look at the one who made the noise. He was a large alien, and looked exactly the same as Kwei-Bhu'ja. He was decked out in silver metal armor, and wore the same mesh underneath as Amani.

His dreads fell over the sides of his face and his shoulders, instead of being swept back from his face, and he was shorter than Kwei-Bhu'ja by a good foot and a half. His skin was a dark forest green, and he had a black and tan diamond pattern along the crest of his head.

"You would be wise to leave my ooman alone, Yautja Zabin."

"You think you are any threat to me?" Kwei-Bhu'ja replied. Amani grabbed my arm, and pulled me away quickly. By the time I knew what was happening, a hole had opened in the crowd, and the 2 aliens were swinging punches at one another. There was growling and howling as I watched the two exchange blows. Before long, Kwei-Bhu'ja got the upper hand, and began over powering the shorter alien. He grabbed the other alien and threw him over his shoulder, slamming him to the ground.

I tried to run toward Kwei-Bhu'ja and stop the fight, but Amani pulled be backward.

"You don't wanna get caught in that. You'll make your n'yaka-de look week, and you could get hurt." She said, holding onto my arm with an iron grip.

"But he's gunna kill him! That doesn't bother you?" I said, frantically looking at her calm face.

"They aren't allowed to kill each other. This is a neutral planet. All disputes are to be settled without death. You can beat the living shit out of each other, as long as both parties can walk away. If he DOES kill Tarei'hsan, he'll be in a shit ton of trouble." I looked to Kwei-Bhu'ja, noticing the two aliens were no longer punching each other, but seemed to be wrestling to overpower one another.

"So…they're just seeing who's the stronger one?"

"Yes." Amani replied, releasing my arm once she was sure I wasn't going to run into the fight. I stood beside Amani, watching as the fight seemed to end, and Kwei-Bhu'ja walked toward us, chest puffed out. He had a broken mandible, and it sat at an awkward angle. He stopped in front of me, and I could see the other alien walking up behind him, brushing dirt off his armor.

"I would have beaten you in a fight to the death." He said, looking up at Kwei-Bhu'ja.

"We can always fight again off planet. I would be more than willing to prove you wrong." He said, crossing his arms. He looked down at me, then down to Amani. He inspected the outfit she wore, then turned back to me making a mental decision.

"I still have to buy items for our next hunt. You may stay here if you like." I looked at Amani then to the two aliens standing in front of me.

"I think I wanna stay here and talk with Amani for a while. It would be nice to be around another human for a while." Especially one that isn't going to be turned into a trophy. Kwei-Bhu'ja nodded his head, before turning around to continue shopping. The shorter alien stepped up to Amani, grabbed her shoulder and shook it quickly.

"I will be back. I still have things to buy as well." Amani looked at him skeptically.

"Are you sure you'll be alright with him for long? You know how they can be." She said, grasping his forearm lightly.

"Yes, we should be civil for a while. I cannot guarantee that we will not at least fight again." He unclasped a small bag from his waist and handed it to Amani. She gave a quick woot, before he walked away. I followed Amani as she walked away, and we sat on the edge of a giant fountain. The spray from the water felt good on my skin, and it was a nice reprieve from the hot sun.

We sat talking for a while, getting to know one another. I learned that Amani had been with Tarei'hsan-Thwei for about 2 years. He had taken her as a pet also, but while they were on a hunt, she had saved his life and proven herself as a worthy warrior. She explained that the aliens were called Yautja, and they were considered the ultimate hunters of the universe.

I learned the basics of Yautja culture, and that Tarei'hsan was surprisingly the usual height for a Yautja. He was 7 foot tall, so that meant that Thwei-Sain'ja and Kwei-Bhu'ja were 8 and a half feet tall, leaving Kuj'hade at a whopping 9 foot.

"Can you explain to me what their names mean, since you know the language. Thwei-Sain'ja told me that some words don't translate with the chip they put in my neck." Amani laughed, leaning back against the edge of the fountain.

"At least they gave you a translator. I had to fight my first year having no idea what Tarei'hsan was saying. But yeah, I can at least roughly translate them. Thwei-Sain'ja basically means Blood-Warrior, and Kwei-Bhu'ja means Sly-Ghost." I imagined them in my mind, now that I knew what their names meant. Oh yeah, definitely fits them perfectly.

"Ok, well what about Kuj'hade?" Amani stopped for a moment, before taking a deep breath.

"That…is a very aggressive name. It means destroyer. For a lack of a better word at least."

"Well just wait. You think his name is aggressive, wait until you meet him. He's an asshole, who has made it his personal vendetta to fuck with me on every given occasion. He was probably breaking necks by the time he was a year old." She laughed harshly, slapping my shoulder in a friendly way.

"How are you even friends with those three then?" I rubbed my shoulder, looking into the busy crowd.

"Technically speaking, I'm not really friends with any of them. Thwei-Sain'ja is the only one who hasn't completely flipped his shit on me yet." We sat in silence for a while, just people watching in the hot sun.

"So…what are these guys? My Yautja at least. They have yet to tell me anything about themselves, other than the fact that they're hunters." I asked, watching as Kwei-Bhu'ja rifled through a box of trinkets at a stall.

"As far as I know, they technically don't have a name. Or at least, not one that anyone is willing to share. I just call them the SY. The 'Super Yautja'. They're bigger- as you can see- stronger, faster, more aggressive, and sometimes I think they have better weapons. Not that Tarei'hsan would admit that."

Amani laughed quickly to herself before leaning in closer to me. "None of the Yautja actually want anything to do with their kind. I mean…they're the same species yeah, but they're different at the same time. They're just kind of crazy. "

"So you mean, they're like bad bloods?" I gave Her a worried look, becoming afraid of what she might say.

"Technically speaking? Yes. If we were going based off the normal Yautja culture, they've broken all the rules. They've kidnapped people, hunted people with no mercy, used no honor at all. But since they're considered their own 'species' so to say, the arbitrators can't do shit about it. They just don't allow the SY onto Yaut Prime- that's their home world by the way- and they try to avoid them at all costs. If you run into one on non-neutral ground, well…that's just the dice you've been dealt."

"What is that supposed to mean?" I said, giving her a skeptical look.

"Well if you haven't already noticed, the SY love to kill. Not just for the trophies, but because they like it. The blood, the guts, the fighting. It turns 'em all on. More so than a normal Yautja, the SY crave that shit. So if you run into one out in space or on a hunting planet, you can kiss your ass goodbye. Why do you think everybody keeps giving you weird ass looks? Think about it; nobody really thinks twice about pets. They're normally dirty and smell bad- unless you have a shit ton of money to keep them clean and well dressed- and they're like dogs would be to humans. Everybody pretty much has one.

But NOONE…has ever seen a SY own a pet. They're too bloodthirsty, and they either wanna eat you, or make you a trophy. Especially a human. You're a fucking Enigma dude." She plucked at the small bag of candies Tarei'hsan had given her, then reached over to offer me some. I grabbed a handful, then shifted to stare into the water of the fountain. This was all too crazy. The three boys were no normal Yautja, and as far as everyone on this planet was concerned, I should already be dead.

"So there really is no explanation for why Kwei-Bhu'ja made me his pet? Am I just doomed to never fucking understand these guys?" Amani laughed harshly, holding her stomach for a moment.

"Well, unless you're a sacrifice of some sort, I really don't have an answer. But if you were, I guarantee they would have told you. And you definitely wouldn't be sitting here eating candy with me. What did Kwei-Bhu'ja tell you the reason was?"

"He never actually said anything to me about it. But Thwei-Sain'ja told me it was because he found me INTERESTING. But he's the only one; Thwei-Sain'ja doesn't really care about me, and Kuj'hade only ever wants to push me around. " I crossed my arms, thinking about the midnight colored Yautja. The simple fact that he wouldn't let me help him pick out new hounds pushed my buttons. In a childish way, yes. But upsetting none the less.

"What the hell did you do to make yourself interesting to HIM?" Amani exclaimed, leaning in closer with a look of wonder on her face. I threw my hands into the air, making an exasperated sound.

"I literally didn't do anything! I was in the forest one day because I love walks in nature, and it helps me clear my mind. I was by a waterfall high up in the mountain, so I decided to do some yoga. I'm pretty good at inversions- When you do poses upside down, or with the main use of your core muscles- and then next thing I know I'm being chased out of the forest, stalked in my own home and given fucking skulls as some sort of twisted gift!"

Suddenly she was choking beside me, and she started hacking and pounding her fist on her chest. Before I could even help her, she took a deep breath in and turned on me frantically. She went deadly quiet, to the point that I could hear a ringing in my ears, despite the bustle of the aliens around us. She slowly leaned toward me, and scooped my hands into hers before making eye contact.

"So you're telling me…that he gave you a skull. As a gift. For no apparent reason at all?" I stared at her, taking in the features of her face to try and determine where the conversation was going. My heart beat picked up, and my palms began sweating from the intense stare she was giving me.

"Well…yeah. I mean it was before I'd even seen what he looked like. Plus I have a crystal skull collection, so I think he just wanted to add something to it. Or something." Amani squeezed my hands tighter, and took another deep breath before leveling a wide tooth grin at me.

"Dude." I hesitated a moment before answering.

"Yes?"

"He. Wants. To. FUUUUUUCK. You."

She stared at me as I registered her statement, then immediately began squealing as realization dawned on me. The reason he finds me so "Interesting". The only reason I'm his pet, is so he can have sex with me!

"Are you fucking kidding me right now!? I'm his damn sex slave?"

"No, no, no! Not at all. If you were, he would have already forced himself onto you like, forever ago." She waved her hand in the air dismissively. "You're just a pet, but I'm willing to bet it wouldn't bother him if you wanted to hit it, and never fucking quit it."

"O.K, O.K already. I get the mental picture. But why are you so excited about this?" I ran my hands down my face, feeling slightly overwhelmed. She hooked her arm over my shoulder and pulled me close.

"Because. Look at him. What do you see?"

"A 9 foot tall alien with a crab face, that KIND OF reminds me of a spider."

"Yeah that's true. BUT…look at him as a whole. What can you tell me about Kwei-Bhu'ja?" She shook my shoulder a little, bumping me against her arm.

"Um…he has a shit ton of muscle, but it's not over done like a body builder. He's lean, and fast and can run for fucking miles." Amani unhooked her arm from my shoulder, then held her hands out in front of us with her thumbs and forefingers in the shape of a square. She began moving them forward and backward, pretending to zoom in a camera.

"Exactly. Now imagine; with all that muscle, don't you think he'd be able to lift you up like you were a fucking twig? Your weight wouldn't mean shit to him. And…he has stamina baby. Stamina for days."

I began leaning toward her, pretending to look through the "camera" she was pointing at Kwei-Bhu'ja's ass, then she pretended to zoom in on his crotch as he turned toward us to walk to another stall.

"Plus; since he IS 9 feet tall, you know what they say about big ass aliens."

My face immediately flushed as I leaned away from her, and my eyes widened as she looked at me and began wiggling her eyebrows. "Holy shit, stop! I feel like such a fucked-up person!"

"No. It's the exact opposite of fucked up. You're in space. AND you're the pet of a bad ass alien with a killer body. I envy you right now honestly. The Yautja have a shit ton of taboo about 'inter-species' sex. It's kinda like bestiality to them, but only certain clans will acknowledge the fact that humans can be mates too. I've only had the pleasure of sleeping with Tarei'hsan once. And holy shit it is glorious. He just won't have sex with me again until he can figure out a way to switch clans without everyone thinking he did it for me. But the SY don't abide by normal Yautja society. They could give a rat's ass what anybody says. Nothing is forbidden between the two of you.

In addition, you really don't wanna be having sex with any of these male humans. They're hornier than men on earth, and they're more sexist and aggressive than them too. If you starve a dog long enough, it starts to bite the hand that feeds it. At least Kwei-Bhu'ja wont possibly hurt you doing it. And if he does, he can patch you up on his ship."

I covered my face with my hands, as the heat grew. I couldn't believe I was having this conversation with a woman I just met this morning. It was beyond strange, and deep down I felt like it was taboo to humans as well. But Amani made a good point, I am in space. And Kwei-Bhu'ja specifically told me on the reserve planet, that I was never going home. I would be on the ship with three 9 foot tall aliens, 24/7, and only able to see other humans when we made pit stops at neutral or trading planets.

And really, what were the odds that there would be a human that I'd even wanna have sex with, or even that I'd run into the same human twice. Especially one that didn't have some sort of disease if I was being honest with myself. I didn't wanna be one of those girls who had sex with just anybody because I was horny enough, on earth or off.

"Alright. Say I WAS taking all this into consideration. His face still creeps me the fuck out. And since we're being honest here, I'm not a strictly doggy style kind of girl."

Amani smiled at me, thinking for a moment before bumping me with her elbow. "Well, you could always ask him to wear his mask the first time you do it. They look pretty damn cool, and if anything he might just think you're some kind of super kinky human. Then if it's good enough, which I think you'll agree, you won't really give a shit what his face looks like after that."

We both immediately cracked up with laughter. I held my stomach to stop myself from falling off the fountain bench, and I could see Kwei-Bhu'ja walking toward us, exchanging an odd head tilt with Tarei'hsan making us laugh even harder.

Kuj'hade: Destroyer

Kwei-Bhu'ja: Sly-Ghost

Tarei'hsan-Thwei: Scorpion-Blood

Thwei-Sain'ja: Blood-Warrior

N'yaka-de: Master

Zabin: Insect

Alright guys, I know I said this chapter would be out right after the last one, but it took me a little longer than I anticipated to get the full effect I was looking for from this chapter. I hope you guys enjoy it, and if you have any ideas for what you wanna see happen in future chapters just let me know. I love new ideas! I hope you like Amani too. She is officially inspired by my lovely roommate. Thank you guys so much for the love and support, and I'll see ya next time!

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