Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Stars of Fate ❯ Chapter Sixteen ( Chapter 16 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Yori looked back from the fridge with a fish in his mouth. Cooking it would take too long so he was already eating on it. He took it out and wiped his lips as he looked up at her. "Well...I'm your boyfriend, right? So now you have a boyfriend."

"Boyfriend..." she whispered. She had never really thought of him as a boyfriend. Then again she never really put him in any category. He was just the guys she cared a lot about who happen to be sleeping with her on occasions.

Yori turned his head to the side as he looked at her. "Well...if we're not that then what are we?"

Again she shrugged. "Just two people. Two people who like each other and fool around sometimes."

He took small bites out of his fish while thinking that over. "That's what they call boyfriends and girlfriends," he said after a moment.

"I doubt all couples are like us. You know, we are the first. The first of our kinds to be with a different species." She let her thoughts wander. Ever since that one time the genetic neutralizer beeped on Yori, she always wondered if they could ever reproduce. Her kind and his kind might not mix. The neutralizer has never beeped again, not on him or her. Maybe it's not possible for them to have children. Not that she wanted any at the moment, but if they were the first to come together, then would anyone follow in their steps if pregnancy wasn't possible?

Yori knelt back on his back legs and looked down at the ground. They were the first to do this. Nothing really applied to them. Nothing really in the English language that he could think of. Smiling up at her, he jumped onto the counter beside her. "Well since we're the first, we should get to decide what we're called."

Alana laughed. "It's called 'forbidden.' I don't think it has another name for it."

Yori smiled. "Well, my people have a word," he said. "It's" he stopped to fiddle with his collar. He wasn't certain if the built in translator would actually let him say it. Pressing a button, the light on his collar flickered, "rashna." He pressed the button again to smile. "It means the committed. That what we use to call couples."

Alana smiled and jumped off the counter. "Call it what you want to, Yori. It doesn't matter to me."

He shrugged. Tossing the skeletal remains of his fish into garbage neutralizer, he slipped off the counter and stretched. "Well, I'm gonna go put on something more comfy," he said as his tail slid up Alana's leg. "I was wondering.... would you want to go out to dinner tonight?" He bit his lip and began playing with his tail. "We never really go out...but I was thinking...what if I modified my holo ring to make me look human? Then we could go out and do stuff."

Alana tensed. "You can go just as you are. It doesn't matter to me. But if you look human, I still won't touch you. When you wear that thing, you aren't Yori. And Yori is the only one that gets to have me. I think I have my limit when I have to share myself with two personalities. I won't share with anyone else," she said then started upstairs. "I think tomorrow or later tonight you should let Golden Yori out. He's been cooped up for a week now."

Yori shook his head. "I still don't want him to come out," he told her. He was afraid of what his other self might do. He didn't want to see Alana hurt like she was before. He scampered up the stairs to follow her. Getting to his room he began to take off the suit that he had to wear to her speech. He stretched, enjoying the feeling of wearing nothing but his boxers. Taking his ring off, he started to rifle through clothes to put on.

Alana took off her nice dress and hung it. She went really far today. She wore an expensive designer dress with diamond ear rings. Her hair was neatly curled and pulled back with diamond clips. She even wore a push up bra. She took the earrings our and set them on her dresser then walked in her closet to find something to wear.

"Maybe you should just go as Haden in case something should happen. Haden is suppose to be my bodyguard and if someone else is there if someone tries to hurt me, it might be hard to explain why. They will want to know where Haden is and why I'm out with and Eldarian prince."

Yori looked at her, his lips turning into a smile as he saw her in her underwear. "I like that bra," he purred. It took him a second to remember what she'd been saying. "But if I go as Haden I have to be all stiff and grumpy and you won't touch me."

"I wouldn't touch you if you went as anyone else either. If you don't like it so much, let Golden Yori take over. You get to spend a lot of time with me. He should get the same," she said as she put on a skirt.

Yori pouted. "He's not me," he muttered. "If he was he wouldn't hurt you like he does. I'm not going to let him come out." He grabbed some of his Haden outfits. He didn't bother trying to hide his disappointment as he slid it on. Haden was getting to spend more time with Alana then he was.

Alana walked over to him. "I don't think you have a choice, Yori. Golden Yori is a part of you and if you don't let him out at times, he could snap. He cares about me like you do only in a different way. He wouldn't do anything to seriously hurt me," she said. "Let him out or I will have to bring him out myself, Yori. It's unfair for me to play favorites."

"You're not playing favorites," he told her. "It's my body. Can't I be who I want to be? I don't want to be the other me. I just want to be me."

"He is you! Both of you are one in the same. Do you really want to push him so far back that one day he just bursts out and really hurts me or other people?" She rubbed his ears. "Let him out or I will, Yori."

Yori shook his head, his eyes narrowing as he pulled away from her. "I have control, I won't let him out. Maybe if he stays inside me he'll just disappear. Then I'll be the only Yori again."

Alana pushed him back against the wall. "Let him out! He's not going to disappear! Let him out before you end up hating me Yori! He will get stronger if you push him back! He will hurt people! Let him out now!" she screamed at him. She didn't like raising her voice at him. But anger pulled Golden Yori out...as well as sex and physical pain.

Yori shook beneath her as she yelled. His eyes widened as he stared at her, as if she was actually going to try and hit him. The blue in his eyes was slowly turning to amber as he glared at her. "No!" he said beneath her. "I won't! I don't want him out!"

Alana pulled him up the slammed him into the wall again. "Do it, Yori! Do it or I will force him out and you will hate me! Just do it now!"

Yori growled. Why was she doing this? Couldn't she just leave well enough alone? "I do hate you!" he yelled as the final remnants of blue faded from his eyes. His hair covered his face as he began to chuckle. "Quite the little performer you are." He looked up at her, a smirk graced his lips as he looked at her holding him against the wall. "I do like a woman in charge on occasion. It's kind of...kinky."

Alana pulled back. She was shaking. He said he hated her. Did he mean it? She went back to her closet and grabbed a shirt. "You'll be Haden tonight...don't fuck this up. I went through a lot to get you out," she said turning her back to him.

"You went through all that trouble to get me out and I don't even get to full around with you? I don't care about a dinner date," he said as he pulled at his clothes. They were rather nice, much nicer than he was accustomed to fish boy wearing. "I want a refund...and sex. Not dinner at some god awful restaurant."

Alana slammed her closet door. "Fine!" she yelled. She turned to him. "We won't go out. We will stay here and you can do what you do best."

He smirked as he leaned against the doorway to her room. "Did what fish boy say really make you that upset?"

Alana sat on her bed and threw her shirt off then her skirt. "Are we going to do this or not? Because as far as I'm concerned what I feel about Blue Yori is none of your business."

"Oh, but I thought we were the same person. Share and share alike." He shrugged and tossed off his coat as he crawled up on the bed.

"I share with you just as I do him. I don't tell him how I feel about you and I don't tell you how I feel about him. My body is something you want, so I give it to you. My heart is something he wants, so I give it to him. I share. More than you could possibly know," she said and laid back. "I know that if he tries pushing you back, you will only get stronger and frustrated. So I had to bring you out. You are here now, do what you want then bring him back."

He smirked as he trailed long, hard, and wet kisses down her neck. "Didn't you get the memo? Fish boy won't be coming back. Not for a while," he hissed in her ear. He could still hear fish boy yelling in his head. It was pathetic, but the little runt was actually upset. Upset enough not to want to come back out.

Alana pushed him away from her. "What? He's not coming back? For how long?" She said sitting up.

Yori was getting annoyed now. "Hell if I know. He's pissed and hurt. I can still hear him sobbing in my head. Rather annoying actually, but for the time being he said that I could do whatever I want and have all the control I want."

Alana rolled away from him. "You won't touch me. Not until I know when he's coming back," she said and pulled the covered over her body.

Yori groaned. Really? Was she really that thick headed? "He's not exactly talking to me right now, so it's kind of hard to say. Once I get a look at his travel plans I'll be certain to let you know."

"Yay for me," she said. She snapped her fingers and the lights went off. "You can sleep here or in your room. I don't care."

His golden eyes seemed to shine in the darkness. "Well I don't sleep alone," he said as he crawled over. "And I was promised something that I've yet to receive...."

"You weren't promised anything," she snapped. "I never said you can have what you want whenever the hell you want it. Not even Blue Yori is that lucky."

Yori growled. She acted as if he was asking for her permission. His hand went to her face, stopping just inches from it as his hand started to shake. "Damn it," he hissed. Fish boy didn't want to come out, but he spared no expense at ruining his fun. He was gonna pay for that.

"Well, fish boy won't be back for quite some time," he told her. "You wanted me out, well here I am, but the next time you want someone to talk to and go out with leave me alone." Getting off of the bed, he tossed off his clothes and crawled in the bed with her. He couldn't touch her, not tonight.

Alana woke the next morning with him sleeping next to her. He looked so peaceful that she was sure it was Blue Yori. Her hand reached out and caressed his face. "Yori..." she said and moved closer to him, pushing herself against him as she wrapped her arms around him.

He smirked as he felt her pressed against him. "Not every part of me is awake yet. Would you like to fix that?" He opened up his eyes, his golden orbs staring at her. She looked upset. "I told you, fish boy isn't coming back."

She moved off him. Slowly, she sat up. Yori...her perfect blue eye Yori wasn't coming back. She walked to the bathroom and slammed the door. If she showered with the door open, he would consider it an invitation.

He rolled his eyes. "Females are so damn dramatic," he muttered. Getting out of bed, he uttered small curses as he started to get dressed. Somehow he felt like he wasn't going to be getting anything anytime soon. How the hell did fish boy handle her when they weren't screwing?

Alana made breakfast like always, fish for Yori and eggs for herself. She poked at her food while staring at him. "Is he ok?"

Yori was picking at his food, not really paying attention to her. When she asked him the question again he shrugged. "I dunno. The runt has been pretty quiet since I woke up."

Pushing their food on the ground, she jumped on the table and slid over to him. Her hands went to his ears and started to rub them. "Do you hear him now? Is he coming back?" she asked hopeful.

Yori just stared at her. His expression a mixture of confusion, anger, and more confusion. "I was eating that," he said as he pulled away from her. His fish was ruined. Looking back up at her, he frowned. "I didn't feel anything so quit moping. God, if I knew you'd be this pathetic without him I wouldn't have even bothered taking control."

Alana just sat there on the table. She sat back on her knees and looked out the window. He didn't even feel Blue Yori. Her hands fisted on her skirt. She didn't need him...she didn't need him at all. But maybe...she was pathetic. Maybe she had grown so attached to him that it was sad. Slowly, she slipped off the counter. Going to the wall she pushed a button and a robot came out to clean the mess. Not even bothering to look at him, she went back upstairs.

Yori watched as she went upstairs. Apparently he was going to have to fix himself something else to eat, even though she was the one who messed up his meal. He sighed and began raiding her fridge. "You know she cares about you, you idiot," he said, talking to himself...his other self. "You can't just leave me with her. I'll kill her. She's seriously driving me crazy."

There was only the slightest of reactions from his other half. "Why do I even bother? It's not like you'll remember any of this once you take over."