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We staid looking for each other for some time. Who cares how long was it! What's important that it's been the best minutes of our lives. We're starting to look beyond our differences, appearance and origins and looking to ourselves as equals, free thinkers, free beings and free souls.


But what about love ?”, you may ask.


Ah, love... Love is the inner strength, the fuel that moves the beings to do anything they want if used correctly.

“He” can be also used to unite beings that are separated by all sorts of obstacles, be it internally or externally, which is happening to me and Citrine at this very moment. And, like I said before, love can make two completely different beings look like equals, can make their feelings and thoughts act as one, like in a perfect symmetry.

Like an opera concert, where all instruments play in perfect harmony, without any problems whatsoever.


That surely was a moment to take to our hearts.



“-You did not invite me to just see the stars, did you ?”, she asks with that sweet voice I never get tired of hearing.

I reply with sincerity, in a calm voice:

“- No, Citrine...I also invited you to tear apart our differences and understand each other. I confess that I'm blessed for meeting you.”


She replies, with her shiny, half closed eyes and pretty smile towards me:

“- And I confess  that I am glad for had found someone like you, Goblinko: wise, free and...”

“-.....cute ?”, I reply, suggesting a nice adjective to me.

“- I would say sincere, however, I have to say that you are also a cute rotund bat.”, she replies, giggling afterward.

“- 'Chubby' bat would be the correct term, alien gal.”, I reply, smiling with a skeptical look.


Then she lifts herself up and jumps off from the rock and walks to me until she stops by my right side. She proceeds to slowly lay down sideways on the grass by my side, turning her head and looking at me, accompanied by her sweet voice, which is music to my ears:

“- May I stay together with you, to admire this night some more ?”

“- S-sure you can.”, I replied in an heartbeat, and she turns her body and look to the stars, taking a deep breath afterwards.


However, before I could ever watch the stars, I keep watching her while almost getting hypnotized by her beauty.

Oh yeah, I wonder if I watch the stars with her or watch this yellow star that's close to me. Ha, ha, ha...


After looking at her for a moment, I turn my look to the beautiful night above us for some minutes. Then she breaks the silence again, turning her shiny eyes and pretty smile to me, saying the following:

“- So, tell me more about this journey of life.”


I look into her eyes and reply, smiling back to her:

“- Well, adding to all that I said before, in this journey we live our dreams and ambitions, we find ourselves, we constantly learn valuable lessons, learn with our mistakes and improve with them, giving no room for perfectionism and absorb what's gonna benefit you and make you mature as individual and reject what's gonna put you down. In my opinion, all boils down to be your best self, to have your custom universe, personality, behavior, tastes and so on. And, of course, live your life to the fullest without stereotypes, labels and standardized behaviors.”


I was expecting to start another healthy debate with her, however, she picks and holds my right hand, looking me in the eyes and asking with the sweetest of voices:

“- Can two beings share the same journey, despite their differences ?”


Which made me feel happy but also ashamed inside. Happy for she starting to like from my presence and ashamed because, of course, this was an unexpected gesture. But I can't miss the chance to approach myself from her.

I feel like that we have some things in common, and I could care less that she's not perfect enough to be the girl of dreams. What matter is that If you like from someone, you're accepting him or her for what he or she is, with their qualities and faults.


I reply, smiling to her and saying in a calm and gentle voice:

“- If their love or friendship is sincere and mutual and if they look to themselves beyond their differences, yes. Yes they can, Citrine. It's like they say....”

“-...Two heads are better than one., we said at the same time, and I complemented:

“- Or better yet: two hearts beat better than one.”


We exchange looks again, and I wish I knew for how much long. It's always a special moment when this happens, and I feel so happy, so comfortable, so harm and so good with her that...That I wish I could've knew this alien woman earlier. I just hope she feels the same about my presence in her life.


Still holding hands, we lifted up and stood on our feet looking to each other. Afterward, she makes a confession:

“- *sighs* I have been giving so much priority to my 'job' that I simply forgot many things: my own life, that living goes beyond reports, how good is to feel this...'heat' that comes with close relationships. I also forgot how to live, and to make part of this so called Journey of Life.....”

She looks down, and I notice that her eyes are becoming tearful, which gets me by surprise. While tears fall from her eyes and she starts sobbing, she opens her heart to me while looking at me with a sorrowful face:

“- Sorry, Goblinko... (sob) It's because I...(sob)I just want to live my own life like you do, you know.....But...all my life now is.....(sob)resumed to reports, researches, studies and etcetera....I wish I could got rid of all this and walk in my own journey......”


She struggles to continue, however, she starts to cry and holds my hand tighter than before. After some seconds, she tries to talk again:

“-....Forgive me, Goblinko... But.....(sob)I am afraid that I can't stand to stay stranded in this planet anymore due to not only my damn job but...(sob)but also because I do not want to stay alone anymore.....I(sob)...I can not take this loneliness anymore.....”


She cries once again, and, as I've thought, her life wasn't of her property anymore: now, she was literally “bound” to this job that she couldn't even have a chance to “extract” and learn something with life. She became nothing but a “tool”, an object. And I guess it's up to me to change this situation, to guide and help her to take her own life back once again.


Slowly, I hold her up by her waist, flying up above the forest with her afterward. Conveniently or not, it seems like if the light of the moon is following us, as a spotlight of sorts. While she's hugging me, I say the following words to her, in a calm, patient and serene voice:

“- You are bigger, more precious and valuable than your duties, Citrine. Don't allow that these obligations bind you: be free, like me. Instead of wishing for better days, make them happen in your life from now on.”


With tearful eyes, she replies:

“-...but it is not that simple, Goblinko.”


But I encourage her:

“- Nothing in the journey of life is so simple, Citrine. However, if you are courageous enough to do the first step, everything becomes more easy. Also: courage doesn't mean lack of fear to do things but it means to do your best even scourged by it.”


We then slowly start to smile to each other, and she replies:

“- Thank you for supporting me, Goblinko. I feel myself more secure now that I have someone to rely on in this crazy planet.”


Our eyes meet themselves again, but at this time, we feel attracted to each other, like if love started to wrap us in its heartwarming hug. Then, it wasn't “you and “I anymore: it was “us”. This love came to stay, I can fell it...

Then, looking into her serene, shining and tearful eyes, I say:

“- Citrine...Since the first time I met you, I wanted to confess you how I love you so much, and how you're beautiful, sweet, gentle, intelligent, attractive and kind.”


She then replies, with her usual tender voice:

“- And I never imagined to find someone who I could count on and suppress my loneliness.Thanks for being with me...Bob.”


Afterward, we silently exchange looks, getting our faces closer and closer to each other.

Slowly our mouths touch themselves....and our first kiss happens. This is the apex of our meeting, which seals the start of a wonderful relationship between two different beings from distant universes.

It's sure an epic and remarkable moment....


He, he, he, he, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha......


 Excuse my laughter, but I'm soooo happy to be together with her! This is the best moment of our lives....

Will this new and uncommon relationship last ?

Alien Hominid is © The Behemoth and Dan Paladin.
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