Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Black Velvet ❯ Conversation Between Wolves ( Chapter 5 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
“Aya,” Ben called from the kitchen doorway.
Aya turned from the pot he had been stirring for Belle to look at the other man. “Yes?” he asked warily.
“I'd like to start your training first thing tomorrow morning if that's acceptable to you.”
“Fine. I have questions.”
“I'll answer as best I can and if I can't, I'll direct you to someone who'll be able to.”
Aya nodded solemnly. “Thank you.”
“No trouble,” Ben said. “That smells fabulous, as always, Grandmere.”
“It should,” Belle said. “Here, you keep a watch on that bread while I go call Ceile.”
“Certainly,” Ben said before turning to Aya again. “I suppose we can start on those questions now if you'd like.”
“What am I . . . are we, exactly?”
“No one is really sure if we're an offshoot of the human race or a different race all together. Our DNA has been tested, naturally, and found to be essentially human. It does have certain abnormalities in the structure. A muscular test or x-ray will come up completely normal until after several shifts. You'll heal faster now than you ever have previously. Though I'm guessing your recovery time has always been exceptional.”
“It has been,” Aya said. This set him thinking along another track. “My sister was in a coma for years after being run down by a car.”
“It probably would have killed anyone else. And before you ask, no, it isn't likely that she'll be able to shift. Women are predominantly carriers but don't fully shift like the males do. Though our Alpha is female and does fully shift.”
“My sister apparently didn't age the whole time she was in the coma.”
“How long was she under?”
“From the time she was sixteen until she was eighteen.”
“Well, you really don't age much then anyway. But, Aya, we are exceptionally long lived.”
Aya's heart sank a little. “Exactly how long?”
“Some of us have lived to be well over five hundred years old. It's why most of us didn't take human mates for centuries. Because we outlive them by so much.”
“But your wife, she's human.”
Ben nodded. “She is. She's also a telepath. Which means I'll probably lose her even faster.”
“Why would her being a telepath matter?”
“Telepaths usually don't last long unless they frequently have somewhere to go where it's very quiet with few people. As I understand it, it's like being constantly plugged into a badly tuned radio even with good shielding. It's the reason most of them don't do drugs. Because that tends to drop the shields almost immediately and let everything in unfiltered.”
“I'd think that certain drugs at least would dull the roar somewhat.”
“You'd think so. But apparently not according to Cassie. I swear she's done every drug known to man and then some just to try stopping it for a while. I can't begin to imagine how much of a nightmare it is for Tante Rose-Star to you, and others who are exceptionally strong.”
“No wonder Schuldig is crazy and obnoxious most of the time,” Aya said thoughtfully. “I suppose he's trying to keep everyone at a distance.”
“That's a very distinct possibility. I need to talk with Brad about Schuldig anyway. I have no idea what's going on between them but I know what needs to be going on.”
“We all know what needs to be going on but it just isn't happening.”
“We'll just see about that,” Ben said, grinning.
Belle walked back into the kitchen at that point.
“Well, Ceile says she'll be in for supper and Goddess should be here soon with our other guest. I sent the enfants out to get more crawfish. That should please them,” Belle said. “They always did like to be in the mud.”
The oldest of the children sauntered into the kitchen grinning.
Belle put her hands on her hips and said, “What?”
The girl shrugged. “I think that pretty blonde boy Mister Aya brought with him has lost his mind.”
“What makes you say that?” Aya asked, starting to worry.
“Cause, he's out there pettin' that big ol' nasty gator like it was a lap dog.”
Aya bolted for the door saying, “What put into that radiant head the detestable delusion that it held a brain?”
*************************Author's Notes****************************************
Thanks to everyone reading and reviewing.
The quote Aya used is from Edith Wharton's “The Eyes”