Perfect Enemy

Chapter 2 Betwixt the twain shall meet



As dawn broke Echo found herself partially asleep, soothed by the now even breaths of the alien male. His large head was resting upon her sizeable chest she giggled at the thought of it being the prefect pillow.

It wasn’t until the alien shifted that the demon girl realized he was awake. Awake and watching her, when their eyes met the male let out a soft clicking purr.

“Looks like someone’s in a better mood this morning” Echo teased.

The alien simply continued looking up at her.

“Your eyes are stunning,” The girl spoke before she could stop herself.

The Alien was pink on the lightest parts and red on the darkest. His eyes were the most gorgeous blue she had ever seen, extremely bright and welcoming. His hair although mostly in what appeared to be dreadlocks had a braid on the left side of his head.

She noticed he wore mostly silver and decided the color complemented him.

While distracted by her thoughts Echo heard a voice, deep and foreign, but it came out in English none the less.

“You are the strangest Ooman I have ever seen” The alien said without much mirth.

“I’m not human,” Echo shrugged showing her pointed ears and fangs. “I’m a demon,” she laughs softly at the warrior’s obvious confusion. “Never mind,” she continues. “What’s your name?” She asked, “My name is Echo” She paused awaiting his response.



~*~*~*~*~



It was then that the Yautja realized his body was still nestled against the female’s his head resting on her mammary glands; a place he thought Ooman females were sensitive about male’s touching.

He knew he should pull away, this position was compromising and dangerous in case of an attack, but he couldn’t bring himself to move away from this odd woman.

He looked up into her eyes, the color of Ooman blood, she had said she wasn’t ooman, and he couldn’t help but wonder if her blood would be the same color as her eyes.

At the same time he found himself hoping he would never have to find out.

Shaking off the thought he remembered she had spoken to him.

Name, it was a question.

Hers was Eck-co or something like that.

Should he tell her his name? She was an enemy, prey. Before he could stop himself, though, the words escaped his preverbal lips.

“Rue-n’” he answered.

“Ruin” she asked checking her pronunciation, coming close enough.

He nodded in approval.

Silence

Until finally Echo spoke again, “Do you have a way off this planet? Home?” she asks.

Rue-n’ remembered his ship, the reason they were there, and… His comrades, bodies still and cold in death; his eyes flashed with remorse.

The girl seamed to understand, and; in a gesture of human like compassion, held the male closer to her chest.

Now his comrades were dead and Rue-n’ was left with the strange Ooman girl.

She asked about his ship, she must want to leave, who wouldn’t? But Rue-n’ didn’t want to move, he wanted to stay in the odd girl’s warm embrace. She was soft, far from malnourished or sickly, and Rue-n’ was thankful for that. ‘More flesh to hold…’ He started ‘Wait, did I really just think that?’ he asked himself. The female was prey, not a prospective mate! What was he thinking?

Regardless she didn’t shy away from him, and had helped him. By Yautja law killing the female would be dishonorable. Or so he wanted to think. He resolved to simply ‘go with the flow’ as the Ooman’s would say.

Forcing himself into a decision the yautja stood, and turning reached down and helped the female to her feet; indicating, he hoped, his wish for her to come with him.

She seemed to understand as, after he gathered his things, she began to follow him. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of her following like a pet. Oh the possibilities.

Rue-n’ looked back at the girl, she seemed to desire closeness between them and he couldn’t understand why. Ooman’s ran in fear of his kind. They were repulsed by, their customs, their face.

His Face!

She had seen it! His face was exposed to her all night and during the light hours as well. She had surely seen it and still chose to hold him against her, as if he was her pup.

They were there, Rue-n’ stopped but Echo didn’t. Not that he expected her to know the ship was only a few feet from where they were standing, although if she had continued walking she would get hurt, and the male didn’t want that.

He grabbed her, wrapping and arm around her middle.

~*~*~*~*~

Echo let out a squeak of surprise and in response he pressed his wrist consol and a moderately sized ship appeared.

The girl’s face flushed and she smiled up at the male apologetically. He only nodded in response and the door opened. Gently Echo was ushered by the alien into the craft.

“I’ll take you home” Rue-n’ informs the female.

Echo didn’t know what to say.

“Is Earth far out of the way?” she asks.

He shakes his head indicating no.

“It comes before my home” he answers, walking to what Echo assumed was the pilot’s seat and begins feeding directions into the touch screen.

Echo stays silent, but remains close to the alien, who remains more than aware of her presence, which he indicates with his frequent and tender looks.

“It will take about twelve of your earth days to arrive at your home,” Rue says finally.

“Thank you” Echo looks into his eyes.

“You helped me, there’s no need for thanks,” He looks softly at her, “I’m only returning the favor.”

Echo Yawns reminding herself of the hours spent watching over the male who had seemed to have made a miraculous recovery.

She decides to wonder off and explore the ship.

She didn’t get very far, though, since one of the first rooms she had recovered was what appeared to be a bedroom.

Instantly she was reminded of her fatigue, and as if controlled by some outside force she found herself on the bed drifting off to sleep.

[Some time later]



~*~*~*~*~

Once everything was ready and the course was set Rue-n’ decided to head off to bed.

In the back of his mind he found himself wondering where the bizarre girl wondered off to.

His question was answered, however, once he entered his living quarters. He found her curled up in his bed and couldn’t help but enjoy the idea.

She was small in the vast ocean that was his bed, large enough to fit at least two of his kind.



~*~*~*~*~

Through female, or demon intuition the girl opened her eyes to spot the yautja enter the room.

“Is this your room?” she asks; sleep still lingering in her mind.

Rue-n’ nods unsure what to do.

“I’m sorry,” she moves to stand.

Only to have the male raise a hand, “you stay” he says simply.

Echo pauses and the two watch each other.

Finally the Echo speaks again, “How about we share the bed? It’s big enough,” She suggests watching for the male’s reaction.

“There are other rooms” he says off hand.

Echo didn’t answer, instead she moves against the wall giving him plenty of room; after a moment’s lapse she was joined by the male.

Smiling at the Alien’s coy reaction Echo reaches back, carefully, and takes his arm. She moves it around her waist and shimmies back into him. She would force him to relax when she touched him, eventually he would loosen up around her.

~*~*~*~*~

Rue-n’ stiffens, but allows the demon girl to do as she pleased.

He found himself enjoying her touch more and more with every contact made.

He didn’t know why he joined her in the plush bed; he just couldn’t bring himself to leave her there. He wanted to be with her, just couldn’t understand why.

~*~*~*~*~

Echo found herself unable to sleep as she felt the male’s warm body pressed against her. His breathing was soft and calming, the only sound in the silent room.

She was reminded of their solitude.

Rue-n’ had lost two friends today by her count and must have been suffering. And all she could do was touch him.

Echo immediately became angry with herself, she was so selfish! With a sniffle she found herself stroking his forearm apologetically, and her empathy took over.

She began wondering how she would feel if she lost her friends and nearly her own life in one day. Tears begin to drain from her crimson eyes.

~*~*~*~*~

Rue-n’ awoke to a strange noise below him.

Looking down at the odd female he catches a glimpse of her face.

She was leaking water!

“What’s wrong?!” he asks alarmed and in shock.

The girl startles looking up at him; she releases his arm and wipes her face.

He stops her, shifting his position to her laying on her back him on his side over her.

Rue-n’ brings his hand to her face wiping the tears himself. He brings the tears collected on his finger to his face. Studying them he rubs his fingers together feeling the liquid before bringing it to his mouth.

~*~*~*~*~

Echo watches in amazement, in awe of his reaction to her tears.

She can’t help but giggle at the confused expression.

“They’re called tears,” she says softly.

“Tears?” he asks.

“They come out when someone’s sad,” she shrugs, “I guess your kind doesn’t cry huh?”

He shakes his head ‘no.’

“Why are you sad?” he asks.

She shakes her head tousling her short, dark hair.

“You lost friends today, are you not saddened by it?” She asks holding back a sniffle.

He pauses studying her. “I am” he responds wondering whether he should be insulted or not. “My kind doesn’t show our sadness the same way” he touches her cheek letting his hand rest there. “We honor the dead by telling stories about them,” he finishes.

Echo watches him with admiration; she sits up.

He too sits up raising an eyebrow at her change of position.

“What were their names?” She asks inviting the Yautja to talk about his friends.

~*~*~*~*~

Again she does something he doesn’t expect.

Why does she care?

We watches the strange female, her face was kind and patient. He found himself wanting to tell her everything.

“Their names were Rick-ion and Sol’on” the male tells her.

The female remains silent listening intently to the male before her.

In her silence the alien decides to continue.

“We were on a hunt” he watches her. “Not a seriously difficult one, more so we could get away for a while… and so we don’t get rusty.”

Echo nods telling him to continue and that she understood, all with one silent gesture.

It was all he appeared to need as he continued a moment later.

“We had been hunting a handful of Ooman’s and had just finished when those bad bloods appeared…”

~*~*~*~*~

Echo watched silently with a kind expression as he told the whole story of his comrades’ deaths. By the time he was finished she found herself sitting in his lap holding both of his arms around her soft form. She resumed gently stroking the think but sensitive skin.

Then something hit.

“Did you bring me there?” she asked raising her face to look up into his.

He shakes his head, “no, they must have, we only brought Oomen”

She purses her lips slightly in contemplation.

“Why?”

“To hunt” Rue-n’ says simply as if it were obvious.

“No I mean, why would they bring me to hunt when they were hunting you?”

He seems to consider this for a moment before answering. “Maybe they didn’t know we were going to be there or maybe they thought we would work together and provide a better hunt?” he concludes.

The girl seams to accept this as she moves closer to the male’s form.

~*~*~*~*~

Something hit rue-‘n and he had to ask.

“Why do you do that?”

“Do what?” the girl tilts her head looking back up at him.

“You keep touching me.”

The girl tries to move away saying, “I’m sorry I didn’t know it bothered you”

Rue-n’ finds himself catching her and easing her body back to his.

“I don’t mind it, I only wanted to understand why, most non- Yautja wouldn’t dare touch one of us,” he explains.

The girl laughs apparently deciding there was no need to say anything.

Silence persists for sometime as Echo relaxes and Rue-n’ studies her.

“What were those things you used before?” Rue-n’ asks after the silence.

“Things? Oh my jewel beasts,” She shifts pulling out her pouch but making sure to remain pressed against the male’s body.

She empties out the bag on Rue-n’s much larger hand.

“They allow me to summon various creatures… this red one is a human, and the violet ones turn into snakes. The big blue one is a skeleton whale… don’t use him much,” she lifts up a large, level, black one presenting it to the Yautja. “You met him… he’s one of my favorites,” she pets it lovingly. “They react to my energy and come when I call,” she explains returning them to their velvet home.

“Do all… demons-” he pauses trying to remember what she had called herself “- have this ability?” he asks.

“No, as far as I know it’s only me,” she shrugs. “So what do you call your people?” She asks.

He seems surprised by this question not expecting it. “We are called yautja,” he answers.

“Yow- tja” She mimics. “Rue-n’ the yautja” she muses to herself.

After another pause she remembers his wounds.

“We should change your bandages,” she says dreamily reaching up to the colorful bandage on his arm; the fabric that had once been part of her skirt.

When she removed the violet and blue fabric stained with his oddly colored blood she found his wound mostly healed.

“My you heal quickly,” she looks up at the male who, in return, simply shrugs. “I don’t think we need to keep this on here anymore,” she takes the fabric planning on depositing it in the trash.

The male captures her arm watching her hand clutching the material quietly.

“What?” she asks confused. “You want to keep it?”

He nods.

“Oh fine, go for it” she hands it back to him.

Instead of placing it on his arm, however, he ties it around his belt making sure to secure it.

Echo shakes her head chuckling softly.

“I’d love to get to know you… you seem very interesting” she emphasizes the very.

He tilts his head in confusion.

“Yeah I know I’m strange” she laughs patting his chest, he contact causing him to let out a noise like a purr.

“Ah ha!” she exclaims, “I knew I wasn’t imagining it, you do purr” she declares.

Rue-n’ looks away guiltily.

“I’m sorry” she asserts upon seeing his face.

“I can’t help it sometimes”

It was then she felt the alien male must be young, acting so sweet and bashful towards her. She needed another approach.

“Oh no, no darling, don’t worry about it sweetheart it doesn’t bother me, I just didn’t expect such a” she pauses choosing her words carefully, “big tough guy to let out such an adorable sound,” she strokes his arms making sure to avoid his wound.

He looks at her, as she admires his form, instantly his chest swells at the female’s attention and praise.

Seeing his response the girl continues to stroke his ego.

“I mean look at you” she walks around him caressing his lower back and chest once she returns to stand in front of him.

~*~*~*~*~

Rue-n’ watches her purring deeply by some uncontrolled reflex.

‘What the hell is wrong with me!’ he yells at himself, ‘I’m acting like an unblooded pup with this woman’ he adds.

She’s touching him again.

‘I’m acting like I’ve never had a mate before, a horny pup vying for any female’s attention’ he remembers his own mating history, not one to laugh at; some males never get the chance to mate.

He has had a fair amount, much more than many warriors have a chance to get. The touches of those females, however, were nothing like this woman’s. She was gentle and loving, he found himself never wanting to hurt her.

Very odd

All the while the female’s menstruations had him purring again. She was making his body ache for her, He wanted her!

She was prey, a pet at best, how could he want her?

She was speaking; again, he forced his thoughts away and tuned in to her voice.

“You could probably kill me without breaking a sweat” she said, “Assuming you do sweat” she looks at him grinning mischievously.

‘we don’t, and I could’ his mind unconsciously answers her. (*)

~*~*~*~*~

It was then Echo realized something. What if he had someone? She could, for a lack better word, seducing someone’s man.

Upon this realization she pulled back looking guilty.

~*~*~*~*~

Rue-n’ watched her with confusion, why had she stopped? Did he hurt her? Insult her? Was he supposed to have done something? He didn’t know her customs, and for all he knew he did something erroneous.

Something that hurt her deeply by the look on her face

He reached out his hand, being careful of his claws, and began to caress her cheek gently purring.

She seemed to like that.

~*~*~*~*~

“I’m sorry” Echo spoke as the clawed hand lovingly stroked her face.

“Why would you need to be sorry?” the male asks confused.

“I don’t know anything about you, I don’t even know if you have a mate, a girlfriend, or a wife, whatever your kind calls it,” she stumbles through her apology.

The male shrugs

“What’s that suppose to mean?” she asks pulling away.

“Mates,” he clarifies, “I’ve had several.”

“Several?” she asks.

“We mate, create a suckling, then go our separate ways,” he explained. “It’s not like with Ooman mating rituals”

“Oh, so…” Echo felt foolish. “Do two, Yautja ever keep the same mate?” she asks after pausing momentarily to remember what he called his kind.

“Sometimes” Rue-n’ shrugs.

Then another realization, Rue-n’ said they mated to make sucklings and since he has mated…

“So you have… sucklings of your own?” she asks.

“They are raised by mothers, I rarely see them,” he answers as if it were nothing.

“That’s sad, so males never get to see their children””

“Usually”

“That’s sad” Echo repeats unable to come up with something else to say.

“Not really, it’s how things are” Rue-n’ shrugs again waving it off.

“So you never knew your father?”

“Me? No I knew him… My mother was killed and he was permitted to raise me,”

“Really?”

He nods.

“Until my father died… killed on a hunt”

“I’m sorry” Echo moves closer to him and instinctively wraps her arms around his form.

He does the same to her only needing one arm to encase her shoulders.

“But then I was taken in, so to speak, by his best friend”

Echo nuzzles his chest. “That’s nice… is he still…” she tries to be delicate in her questioning.

~*~*~*~*~

“Oh yes, in fact he probably wouldn’t mind meeting you…” he said with excitement. That was until he remembered the plan; she wouldn’t be coming home with him.

She seemed to recall the same thing since she too looked away.

She jumped in his arms and Rue-n’ caught her looking at her reflection in the dark window. She ran over to it looking at something, clutching her neck in alarm. She proceeded to shake her top and even her skirt.

When she hadn’t received what she wanted she moved quickly to the bed searching the covers franticly.

On her knees she looked under the bed as well, but soon fell against the mattress concealing her face.

Rue-n’s confusion turned to panic as the girl fell to her knees. He was quickly on her, his arms around her own, inquiring as to what was wrong.

“It’s gone” She said muffled by the mattress.

He gently pulled her back so he could hear her.

“It’s gone!” she cried out and fell back to the bed when Rue-n’ had let go due to his surprise.

What was gone?

A stifled noise emanated up from her body, she was crying again!

Acting on instinct Rue-n’ sat on the bed and pulled the girl up with him, he coddled her in his lap. Like his father use to do to him when the other kids had picked on him for being raised by a male.

“What’s gone?” He asks as gently as he could.

“The charm on my necklace,” She pulled back reveling, a black strip of material around her neck, the little silver skull once sitting there lost.

“It was given to me” She looks down, “My mother gave it to me, the day before her and my father were killed by demon slayers in the human world, earth” she sniffles clinging to his uninjured arm.

At a loss for words Rue-n’ caresses her hair attempting to soothe her.

After a while she calms down and drifts off to sleep.

The Yautja male holds her, gently, afraid to wake the odd female. In the time since they had woke up she had gone through such a wide range of emotions, it baffled him. She was sad, and then Sexual, then embarrassed, loving again, and then back to sad.

The female was more than confusing, but Rue-n’ found himself wishing to learn all her secrets. Briefly he wondered what mood she would be in once she woke up before he, himself, drifted off to sleep.



**Notes**

I know I know, It’s an annoying, fluffy, campy, buy your dentist a summer home type of story, but I’m working on that. Also I know it’s really mary-sue and all that but I promise the bits like the attraction and being ‘drawn to’ the other will be reviled and hopefully seam less… mary sue…

So on to the reviews… I’m not really upset…

bloodravyn: I had literally just posted it when I remembered this one did have some errors but was under the impression it was only here or there and didn’t really take away from the story… sorry if I was wrong and it was an annoyance. Thank you for taking the time to review though, I appreciate it though.

now the big one (haha)

Hale: I’m not upset, I understand you’re trying to help and that’s all I ask, because “this sucks” doesn’t help anyone… honestly I forgot I put “Youkai” in there and probably meant to assimilate it better by using it more than the once, I apologize for that. Not that it’s an excuse, but I think I mentioned I’m not super good at starting stories, and I assure you I’m more confident about the other chapters, this one was just a get it out there and move on because the rest will be better. Also plot holes like the demon thing are resolved and are in fact a rather important part of the story, at least in the next couple of chapters. As for the fighting, I didn’t want to focus on that, it wasn’t the point of the story and just a jumping spot; there will be more conflicts later and a plot will develop. The characters do grow and evolve, but it’s slightly difficult to create a character for a fan story that doesn’t come off mary-sue, naturally in a non mary-sue story she would have been killed and that would be the end of that. Regardless thanks for taking the time to review.