The Xolt

Chapter 1

Worse then spiders, ghosts, monsters under the bed, Vampires or just about anything else you could think of, the thing I've always hated was Aliens. I couldn't express my fear for them with words. I just knew that they were something to be feared. My brother thought that I was a nut case. "They aren't real, dumbass," he would always say. For as long as I could remember I was a victim for my younger brother's torment. He would force me to watch horror movies--

especially

ones with aliens-- and laugh at me when I screamed or hid my face.

Then we grew up. At the end of my four years of teachers collage I really had to pay attention and study. I didn't really have time to 'have fun' or 'hang out' any more. I knew I was losing touch with a side of me that I didn't realize I had, or would miss. Being 24, my brother was 18 there was a large six year difference between us. I didn't really know what kids his age were into. I also didn't realize how

fast

they grew up.

During his time at his high school he had found new friends, a group who enjoyed horror as much as he did. Thankfully he left me out of the movies--

most

times. But there was one friend he had that...I hated to admit it but he aroused me. All I'd have to do is look at him and I'd feel myself grow. I was insane and perverted and I knew that, but that's what happened.

So there I was, studying in my room, trying to focus so that I didn't fail my last exam, and I heard laughter on the main floor of the house. I know that's pathetic, a 24 year old who still lived with his parents, but it was much cheaper then finding my own place and paying my own rent. I started to wonder if he was there.

Ryan.

I shook my head and got back to my notes. I could spend forever just thinking about him and the end result will always be the same. I'd get hard, I'd masturbate, then I'd feel guilty and I wouldn't touch myself for days.

But studying with them around was almost impossible. It wasn't too long after they arrived that I heard my name being called. After all, my brother had to show how he could push his 'big bro' around.

"Steven! Get yer ass down here!" My brother and his fowl mouth. I didn't know what I was going to do about him. I was surprised that mom and dad hadn't done anything about it. I sighed and set my pen down. There was no point in fighting it anymore. Once I was gone he wouldn't have anyone to push around. So I just grit my teeth and pushed through it. Besides, I'd get to see Ryan.

My mom was an interior decorator and her favorite pattern in the world was floral. I didn't have an issue with it because for some reason they way she used it looked tasteful, not tacky. But when they sat on the sofa in the family room I couldn't help but smile. Over the years my brother had picked up the "Goth/Punk" look. It suited him, but he looked awfully strange sitting on our couch. His friends weren't any better either.

I was right. Ryan

was

there. Gorgeous. His dyed green hair flowed over his shoulders into a hair tie at the end of the strands. His eyes were the brightest blue that I've ever seen and I had seen a lot of blues eyes. He had a piercing at the bridge of his nose and two on his lips. I could see a small spacer in his right ear plus three more regular earrings and five on his left ear. I was pretty sure he had a tongue ring as well. He had on tight black jeans and a white dress shirt that was ripped to shreds. It looked like one strong breeze and it might've fallen off. I sighed because I knew that he was just the best looking guy I've ever seen in such a long time.

"Get over here, Faggot," my brother said. He probably noticed that I had been checking his friend out again. My whole family knew that I was gay, hell, even the school boards did too, but for some reason my brother pushed me farther away because of it. It's funny, because even my grandmother kept trying to hook me up with the pool boys at her senior home and yet my brother hardly ever let me see him and his buddies.

"Would it be so hard to use my name and ask nicely?" I grumbled. If I was going to be tormented then he could at least use his nice words... But I was defenseless against Ryan's happy blue eyes and charming lop-sided smile. I walked over to them and looked at the T.V screen. Lucky for me I made it in time to watch VanHellsing kick a vampires' head off. I didn't want to seem like a pussy, but I couldn't help it and I gave them a gasp and looked to the floor.

"Haha, I can't believe you get scared over this shit!" My brother and his friends laughed. I couldn't help but notice that Ryan did too. Sighing, I walked to the kitchen and got myself lemonade. My dad had some beer on the bottom shelf and I thought about taking one after I was done with studying but I decided against it. I get drunk easily, thankfully hangovers aren't a bitch but I throw up at least once. But I've heard I'm a silly drunk.

"Give us the case of beer dad left," my brother ordered. I sighed, he was under age. He thought that since he was graduating he was allowed to drink till he dropped. It didn't help that mom and dad were out on a date. But since I was around I wouldn't let him. Instead I grabbed a flat of Pepsi and dropped it on the coffee table.

"There," I muttered as I started to walk up the stairs.

"Hey, asshole, this isn't beer." I looked at my brother's friend Paul. He was an asshat. I didn't like him at all.

"You're still under age. You can't have alcohol."

They all looked at me as if I were stupid. "All we're askin' you to do is forget the beer on the table and go back doin' your faggot shit. That's all," he snorted in laughter.

Fucking asshat

.

"You know what?" I started, "Go to the fucking store and get your own beer, you high school drop out. See what happens then!" I managed to finish that comeback by walking the rest of the stairs without crying. But once I got to my door I felt a hand on my shoulder. The grip was strong and I was so sure that it was Paul or my brother getting ready to give me an ass kicking. I was ready to cover my stomach and run when I noticed who it was. It was Ryan.

"I wouldn't go into your room if I were you," he warned. I raised my blond eyebrow. What right did he have to say whether or not I could go into

my

room?

"And why not? Do you want to make fun of my homosexuality as well?" I asked, fierce but not loud enough for the boys to hear downstairs. I didn't want to cause any more issues then I already had. Getting into a fight with my barely legal crush was not what I needed.

"No, I don't." His blue eyes flickered and I swear they changed, but I was not sure how. I must've been tired; I had been up late everyday that week trying to get ready for the exam.

"That still doesn't explain why I shouldn't go into my room. Care to elaborate?" My hand was on the door handle and I gave him what I thought was my 'challenge me if you dare' look. He returned my look with one of his own, and his worked, but only for a flicker of a moment. "You know what, you may be taller then me but I'm much older then you. You have no right to tell me what to do. Go back down to see your friends." I turned around and opened my door before the young man could say anything else.

What I saw was probably the worst and scariest thing that I had ever seen in all my 24 years. He was tall, at least seven feet tall, and his hair just as green as Ryan's and his skin was glossy and white. His eyes were mud brown and they didn't appear to have pupils. Scared, I start to scream but a strong hand covered my mouth.

"What the hell took you guys so long?" Ryan asked, shutting the door to my room. The alien said something but I didn't understand it, but I could feel the aggression in his voice. I squirmed my way out of Ryan's steel grip and ran to the corner of my room. I sat on my bottom and crossed my arms over my knees and I started counting, hoping that once I hit zero, the alien wouldn't be in my room.

The alien said something and Ryan shushed him, "Steven, love, don't worry. We wont hurt you. I would

never

hurt you, Steven." I felt warmth spread through my torso and I knew he was speaking the truth, but there was a fucking alien in my room! How was I supposed to be

calm

with that? Any sane person wouldn't be fucking calm, and I was scared of them, that alone made the situation ten times worse.

"H-h-he's going to kill me, he's going to hurt me...Ryan, what are you doing talking to him!" I burst into tears and I couldn't see. My breathing hitched and I had to gasp for air. I knew I was shaking but I couldn't stop it. I probably looked like a crazy person, I felt like one.

"Xolt, go up to the ship, I'll be there in a moment," Ryan said softly, I shivered at the words but I remembered; Ryan would

never

hurt me. I heard the alien grunt and I looked up to see him gone. Ryan smiled at me and kissed the top of my head. "I'll explain this all to you, I promise. But for now you need to trust me. Can you do that for me Steven?" I squeezed my eyes shut and I kissed his lips, lightly but it felt more like I was just brushing my lips against his. "Good boy," I heard Ryan smile, "this isn't going to hurt a bit." Next thing I knew, I was out.

*~**~*

When I woke up it was really dark out, or at least it was dark in the room I was in. I tried to take in my surroundings, but it was hard to do scared and in the dark. I knew I was on a bed, but I also knew that it wasn't mine. The sheets were silk and probably black, I didn't own silk sheets. I fell out of the bed and jumped to my feet. Looking around I noticed that there were two doors that glimmered in the dark. One to leave the room and one to a bathroom, that is, if aliens even needed one. I ran my hands along the wall and I noticed when the wall stopped. There was an arch way to what appeared to be a living room, but I wasn't sure. I kept walking till I found a door. It opened automatically and I jumped and fell on my ass. A bright light spilled out and I was happy to know that I was right. A bathroom. It had a large glass stand up shower, a toilet and a sink.

With the bathroom light on I could see the bedroom better. I saw two lamps on either side of the bed, they looked strange but I was sure they worked. And shutters. Huge, almost the size of a classroom chalkboard. I ran over to the lamps and turned one on, the one closest to the wall. Once my eyes adjusted, I walked to the shutters and I flipped a switch. That was when I saw Earth. It should have been obvious that I wasn't on Earth when the door jumps into the ceiling to let you in, but I was still stunned. I was scared, and I really wanted to go home, but seeing the Earth like that...It was amazing. For a moment I was happy I was on a spaceship. But then I remembered I

was on

a spaceship.

"W-what the fuck!?" I screamed, I fell and my head hit the mattress. I slid to the floor and crossed my legs like I did in my room. I heard a clicking sound and I knew some one was in the room with me. "Who the

fuck

are you?" I kept screaming; I couldn't handle the fear I felt in my chest. I needed someway to let it out. Against an alien I knew I couldn't win a physical fight, annoying the fuck out of them was the second best thing I could think of.

"Steven it's me," Ryan's voice filled the room. It was different though, it was like he grew four years while I was asleep. It was deep, gruff and yet nice, and sexy. I wanted to slap myself for thinking that. He was, after all, one of

them

...

"Ryan..." I whispered; I wanted it to be Ryan so badly. I wanted to be with him so much that it hurt. I wanted to be in his arms and I wanted him to kiss me and tell me that everything was going to be alright.

"That's right, Steve, it's me, love." Oh, how I wanted to hear him call me that for so long. I stopped crying but I was still scared. I felt him kneel next to me and his rough hand brushed my cheek making its way down to my chin. "Keep your eyes closed," he smiled; it was clear in his voice. I listened as he pulled my chin up. I felt his breath on my face and I shivered. I wanted him to kiss me so badly I was about to beg for it. Luckily it didn't come down to that.

His soft lips pushed themselves onto mine, it was sweet. When he was about to leave my lips he nipped at my bottom lip then told me to open my eyes, but slowly and calmly. So I did. The first thing I notice were his pants, black but shiny almost. As I made my way up his body I notice that they weren't pants, but a whole one piece suit. There were two white stripes that went down the length of his body, and a symbol on his chest. The outfit had no sleeves and had white trim. I also noticed that his skin wasn't really skin; it was more like small tiny silver/white scales. His face was strangely human and beautiful. I wanted to cry and deny it but I couldn't. His eyes were still bright blue, but with out pupils. His lips looked grey with a ting of pink and his hair was thick and green. I also noticed that he had a silver white tail.

I jumped and tried to make my way over the bed, away from the alien. Instead of that, Ryan pinned my hands above my head and sat on my waist.

"What are you doing?" I yelled kicking the air behind him.

"Trying to stop the love of my life from leaving me," he replied simply. I looked him in the eyes and saw the love he had for me. But I could also see hurt in his eyes, like my fear was killing him. I wanted to soothe him, make him feel better and loved.

"What?" I breathed. He was an alien and I was human. There was no way that we could be lovers. That was wrong on more then one level. One starting on the fact that he was an alien. Another was the fact that he kind of looked like a lizard.

He sighed and loosed his grip on my wrists. "Promise you wont run away?" He asked the look he gave me almost broke my heart. It was as if he were pleading with his eyes. Those eyes showed all his emotions and it was the most frightful and yet beautiful thing I had ever seen.

"I promise," I whispered. I wasn't sure why I was so affected by him but I was. He took my hand into his and used my palm to rub his face. He pushed his face into my palm and smelt the air. I looked and finally saw the silver nose bridge piercing. I felt brave and brushed his hair off his shoulders too see that all his piercings were still there. He never removed them.

"My given name is Xe'Trygg, but you know me as Ryan. I'm a scientist for the Xoltarian Republic. I was on Earth for a really long time...100 years I think. I was there trying to study humans and their...

your

culture. When I decided to see what "high school" was I met your brother. I decided that it was best to learn more about humans through him. And through him I met you." He took a deep breath and kissed my palm then let it rest in his lap. "Steven, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I wanted you so badly that I had to have you, no matter the cost. I wanted you so badly that I told my Captain. He said that I should just take you, and I stupidly agreed. I'm sorry Steven."

"What am I going to do?" I looked at the ceiling. "What about my family?" Maybe I was in such great shock, or maybe it was because I knew deep down that I loved him. But either way I was reacting too calmly. It was like I was accepting my fate too easily. Maybe it was for the best, maybe not. But I decided that I was going to try and at least trust Ryan. He may have changed appearances, but he was still the same Ryan I met back on Earth.

"I don't know. My captain said that he would deal with them in a non-violent fashion. So they're safe and unharmed." He smiled as he brushed my hair back, "I hope that you can grow to love me," he whispered, his voice screaming with pain to the thought that I wouldn't love him. But this was too much. For one, I had an Alien sitting on me and I

liked

it, two the Alien was taking my breath away, literally. He was so heavy that I couldn't breathe. Three, I had no idea what happened to my family, and four he wants me to love him. I didn't want to, but I ended up sleeping on it. Not out of choice but lack of air mainly. I could hear Ryan calling my name asking me if I was alright, but I was sleepy and I needed to think about whether or not I could still love a man who turned out to be an Alien. He was still the same Ryan that I met back in Earth,

right

? Just a little more reptilian...

*~**~*

"He'll be fine. By the time he wakes up everything will be healed."

"Thank you, Xolt. This means a lot to me," Ryan... Xe'Trygg said.

"No worries, what are friends for?" I opened my eyes to see two seven feet tall aliens standing a few feet away from the bed. One I recognized as Xe'Trygg, the other was the same one from my room. But this time I understood him. His hair was different though. It was parted in half and on either side of his face. It appeared that glass balls were holding the hair in place, like hair elastics. He wore the same outfit that Xe'Trygg wore; only his was white with a blue stripe. "Oh, he's awake."

Xe'Trygg practically jumped to my side and grasped my hand, "Are you okay? How do you feel? Do you want some water?" I couldn't help but smile. Here was this giant alien asking if I wanted water...because I fainted. It was cute.

"I'm fine. But why is

he

here," I sat up and grasped my legs. I looked at the extra alien and scowled. I could accept Xe'Trygg but I wasn't sure about anyone else.

"He is my friend and his name is Xe'Zhi. He's a medic on this ship. He wont hurt you," he whispered the last bit into my ear. He took my blond hair and started to brush it with his fingers. It was comforting and I rested my head on his shoulder. My head felt so heavy all of a sudden.

"You are probably experiencing the side effect to our drug. Don't worry they're just pain killers. While you were out we gave you a translator. You could probably go to anyone and talk to them now." Xe'Zhi said, "If you don't feel any better in the next few hours it's best if you call me." Xe'Trygg stood up and walked to his friend and patted his arm.

"Leaving so soon, Xolt?" He looked disappointed. Even though he didn't have eyebrows the muscles pinched where they should have been.

"You have a mate you need to tend to. I'll see you at work later. Oh, and Xolt? Tell him everything; it could cause problems if something surprises him." Xe'Zhi left the room with nothing else to say.

Xe'Trygg walked back to me and sat on the bed, gently brushing my legs. He gave me small touches and didn't move too fast. I knew he was just trying to keep me comfortable but it was hard to accept him if he was treating me like that, like he was afraid of hurting me. I looked into his pure blue eyes and smiled. It wasn't the best smile in the world, my head was heavy and I was still scared but I wanted to trust and love Xe'Trygg. Just at my own pace.

"What did he mean by that?" I asked. I touched his arm and was pleasantly surprised when I found out that he was warm and soft. I thought the scales would be rough, but they were delicate, kind of like a snake's skin.

"He just wants me to make sure you understand our life and culture." Xe'Trygg smiled, "He accepts you as my mate and wants you to be safe."

"Oh," I smiled. It was going to take more then nice words to win me over, but that Xe'Zhi was slowly inching his way onto my good side. Xe'Trygg already had his foot in my door. "Are you going to explain then?"

Xe'Trygg looked tired and slumped down onto the bed, his head resting on my feet. I smiled and brushed my hand through his coarse green hair. I was amazed how long it was, reaching just above his butt. It was well taken care of and it suited him. But then again, even on Earth it looked good on him. "What would you like to know?" He asked, playing with my light blond leg hairs.