Early Days III (PG-13ish)

The years passed on and things did change. I grew accustomed to eating Fathers scraps. To sleeping over by the fire. To not hearing Mothers light humming to sleep. To hearing smacking noises instead. I changed. The one thing that I never got used to was my friends absence.

They never came out anymore. They did their best to avoid me at all times. If I saw them around the village they would hide their face from me or straight up run away.

One time I pounced on them alone and tried to talk to them but they ran again. Their golden hair flowed in the air when they took off. They were fast, but like I said I changed.

I had spent the years hunting, learning how to stalk my prey. Learning how to maintain my patience. Learning how to hide myself amongst the forest. Learning how to fight with my life on the line for a meal.

So when they took off I was on top of them in a hurry. Their arms in my hands my legs over theirs pinning them to the ground. My face slightly above theirs. I asked them one question. Why?

They struggled to get free, but I was stronger. Finally realizing the futility of it all they sighed and turned their face to mine. Our noses could have touched, we were barely a centimeter away. I stared at their face. As they stared into mine. I could see them notice my tears and something changed inside of them. They were no longer trying to fight me, and had a solemn look on their face. One I had only seen on my Mothers face once.

They let out a small "Yip" one that they had never said to me before. One that I would never hear again. Then they pressed their mouth upon mine.

When our lips met. I lost all motor functions outside of my lips. Their eager mouth sought to control mine, dominate mine, like how they dominated my mind all these years. Their tongue penetrated my mouth and embraced mine, not as forceful now, but tenderly. They put every emotion, every thought, every ounce of love into this kiss, and tried to make it last a lifetime.

They somehow maneuvered our bodies so they were now on top of me. I was still to lost in the moment to notice them pulling away what little coverings I had. They removed their own coverings and their body was laid bare for me and me alone to see. Our mouths met once more as our bodies came together.

When everything was winding down we found our faces close to one another. They looked into my eyes and told me this was goodbye. They had to fulfill their family's duty and were to become one with the fire man's child. This is why they had sought to stay away, in hopes I found someone else.

I asked If they would run away with me. Start our own village. Stay together. That's when their tears started, they asked If I could leave my Mother? My new brother and sister? My life in the village? My only response was a whispered "Yip" They cried harder. 

They gathered their coverings while I closed my eyes. Getting clothed they looked at my face one last time and said "Maybe in our next lives." They ran off once more. I didn't rush to get up. I laid where I bodies had been joined as one.

Not so many days later the village came together to greet the new addition to the fire mans family. Everyone was celebrating at their happy union. I did my best to give off the same expression, while some danced and sung all around me. My Mother was again with a new sibling inside of her and my Father was drinking heavily. The celebration lasted until late into the morning.

That night when we returned to our cave, my Father had asked when I planned to move out and become my person. His drunken state did not help the conversation. I told him I was unsure and he responded with a curse. I left when I awoke the next day.

I spent the next few years traveling from place to place. Spending time with traveling merchants. A year at sea. Getting caught up with some terrifying beasts. Even a few stints into a dungeon. When I barely escaped with my life for the tenth time I decided it was time to head home.

Coming back to the village brought back all the warm memories that I had. It was the same as how I remembered it. The children playing in the river. Women with large baskets weaving or filled with fruit. Men with some sort of game on their backs.