Planetbound by DM Arnold (best contemporary novels TXT) 📕

Nyk opened a package of wheat porridge and set it before Suki. He took his place across from her. “Maybe we can take a walk on the beach later,” he said. “It was one of my favorite activities as a kid.”

Suki scooped some porridge. She paused, spoon in mid-air. “What's that?”

Nyk listened. “It's the outside scanpad. Someone's scanning their way into the house. You'd better go into my room.”

Suki hustled into the second-floor bedroom. Nyk stood at the top of the spiral staircase. He heard the front door open and footsteps on the spiral stairs. A tall woman with oat- straw white hair climbed the steps. His eyes met hers of palest blue. “Andra!”

“Nykkyo!” She ran to him, embraced and kissed him. “What are you doing here? When did you come in?”

“Two days ago. I heard enforcers were sent to Earth...”

“Senta! She told me she was going to Agency Enforcement. I implored her not to, Nyk. She wouldn't hear it from me.”

“Senta turned me in?” Nyk sat on a kitchen stool. “I knew she was upset about my filing for separation.” He shook his head. “I never imagined she'd be so vindictive.”

“It's a matter of principal with her, Nyk. How did you get here?”

“Seymor arranged it. He called in a favor with someone in the communications corps. One of their relay tenders picked me up.”

“I'm surprised your father-in-law ... your father ... didn't arrange it.”

“Agency enforcers are watching for packet diversions. This way, it looks like a routine communications maintenance operation. Come, I have someone here I want you to meet.”

Nyk led Andra to his bedroom. He rapped on the door and it slid open. Andra's eyes widened. “Sukiko! I happy you meet ... in person,” she exclaimed and rushed to embrace her.

“Saluti, Andra,” Suki replied.

“Now we amfen be -- yes?”

“Yes -- ji. I'd like that.”

“Ji-ji,” Andra said. “Xa mi plak -- that me please.” She stepped back and looked at Suki's abdomen. “Mi zu ventra senti permes-zi vave?” Suki looked at Nyk. “Sorry ... umm ... you ... me ... let...” Andra looked toward him.

“She wants your permission to feel your belly,” Nyk said.

“Okay ... ji.”

Andra placed her palms against Suki's abdomen and smiled. “Awe ... me give ... you child ... our people.” She threw her arms around Suki again, tears filling her eyes. “Denke ... Thank you.”

“Kelke matinmanja ard-zi vave?” Suki asked and pointed to the breakfast trays.

“Ji-ji. I very hungry am.” Andra smiled at Nyk. “She good is. I from Lexal on early packet arrive.” She walked to the house's control panel and touched its screen. The storm shutters flung open. “Let's light have.”

Nyk warmed and opened another meal package. Andra sat beside Suki and scooped a mouthful. “Sukiko -- you no worry. Nyk ... answers will find. You relax and enjoy.” She picked up the empty breakfast trays and dumped them into the waste reprocessor. “Now I rest -- tired am.” Nyk watched Andra head up the spiral staircase to her third-floor room.

Suki approached Nyk as he scanned Koichi's journal. “I have more evidence -- Koichi's family lived in Queens for over two hundred years.”

“I suppose by the twenty-third century, many could claim such.”

“At the same address -- In the same house?”

“You mean my parents' house?”

“It's more circumstantial evidence.”

“Nykkyo, why is Andra here?”

“She's working at the Sudal University sea research center, south of here. I'm letting her live here -- I'd rather the house be used than shuttered. The Agency arranged her position there, as a way of thanking her for helping bring down Zander. That man abused her horribly during their marriage. Suki, I know you were abused. I don't want to trivialize what you went through, but it was a walk in the park compared to what Andra endured. To think Zander was my childhood friend.” Nyk stroked a pair of scars on his left wrist and showed them to her. “Zander made these when we were boys in a silly bonding ritual.”

“I thought she was beautiful in a vidphone image -- she's nothing short of breathtaking in person.”

“Andra has looks that would stop traffic. All her ilk do. She's an ax'amfin. Don't use that word in front of her -- it's not polite. She was genetically engineered to look that way. Like all ax'amfinen, she was taken from her parents before puberty and sent to a special finishing school. They're trained in carriage, politics, protocol and statecraft. Most become consorts to high government officials -- like her friend Janna. Suki, Andra and I are bonded and friends for life. We trust each other with our lives. You can trust Andra.”

“I do like her, Nykkyo.”

“Senta's another story. Andra told me Senta's behind our current dilemma. We must be more cautious than I first imagined.”

“Why? Senta's in Floran City.”

“Senta is opening another set of labs, here in Sudal. As my wife, she has rights to this house, too.”

“So, when Senta said you wouldn't get away with it...”

“I had thought I could convince her. It appears I was mistaken. One thing is for sure.”

“What's that?”

“I know now beyond doubt Senta doesn't love me nor ever did. If she had, she would've done as Andra did.” Nyk rubbed his eyes. “I must be getting old -- I can't sit in front of this thing day and night like I used to. Let's see if Andra would join us in a walk along the beach before dinner.”

Nyk walked barefoot on the black sand, holding hands with Suki and Andra. He sat, cross-legged on the sand and gazed at the sea. “How I loved this spot as a boy.”

He glanced toward the women and saw Andra stroking Suki's leg. “Your skin,” she said, “so smooth.”

“It's from shaving my legs.”

Andra looked toward Nyk. “Ka?”

“Lita litu gamben deraz't,” Nyk explained.

“Why?” Andra asked.

“My hair...” Suki pointed to her head.

“Hara, ji,” Andra replied.

“... is so dark ... malume. It would be unattractive, otherwise.”

Andra looked at Nyk. “Un...”

“Malbele,” he translated. Andra nodded in comprehension.

“You don't shave ... deraz ... your legs?” Suki asked.

Andra shook her head. “Ne ... no ... no need. See...” She swung her legs around.

Suki stroked Andra's shin. “So light and fine -- like baby hair!”

“All Florans like that are,” Andra replied. “Viren ... men...” She stroked her cheek with the backs of her fingers. “Fronten...”

“Faces,” Suki prompted.

“Ji-ji. Men faces deraz. Women ... ne.”

“Not at all?” Suki asked. Andra shook her head. The two compared their arms and legs and stroked each other's skin. “I see why... I knew Nykkyo had light body hair. It must be a racial characteristic...”

“I can't believe it!” Nyk exclaimed. “We come two hundred lightyears and all you can discuss is ... body hair?”

Suki and Andra joined hands. “It's interesting!” they said together.

Nyk shook his head, stood and walked toward the sea. Suki and Andra followed him. He stopped at the edge of the surf and felt the water wash up to his ankles. “Let's wade,” Andra said. She stripped off her tunic, walked into the water to the depth of her knees and turned to face them. “Come!”

“Care to wade?” he asked Suki.

“I ... I guess.”

Nyk lifted her tunic from her, and then stripped off his own. “Florans are casual about nudity -- at least among friends.” He held her hand and led her into the water.

“Look,” Andra said and stooped to pick up something. She held a crustacean-like creature. “Filter-feeder.” She returned the animal to the water.

Andra walked further into the sea and lowered herself into the water to her armpits. Suki pulled her hair into a ponytail, coiled it up and held it with one hand as she lowered herself into the sea.

“This is delightful,” Suki said, “once you get past the smell. If I had a way to tie up my hair, I'd do some swimming.”

“Smell I ... no mind.” Andra replied. “I ... accustomed am.”

The orange sun made a ruby disk in the western sky as it set.

“This is a lovely world,” Suki said.

“We should go back and have some dinner,” Nyk replied. “I should be returning to Koichi's journal.”

Nyk stretched out on his childhood bed. Suki cuddled beside him. She nuzzled his neck. “I like Andra and I love you, Nykkyo. I enjoyed myself today.”

A knock came at the door. “Yes?” Nyk said.

“Sukiko ky zi dorm-mi niva?”

“Andra wants to sleep with us?” Suki asked in a whisper.

“Yes -- she wants to share our company.”

“Is this a Floran ... thing?”

“Oh, yes. Florans hate sleeping alone. We love the companionship of having friends in bed with us.”

“All right, tell her she may.”

“Ji. Zi dev en ziven, Andra.”

Andra entered the bedroom, slipped off her tunic and placed it on a bench. She lay beside Nyk.

Suki jumped. “Oooh! He just kicked me.”

“Can I feel?” Andra asked. Suki guided her hand.

“Do you feel him?”

Andra nodded. “You beautiful woman,” Andra said. “She beautiful, Nyk.”

“Very.”

“Even pregnant?” Suki asked.

“You're very beautiful and sexy pregnant. I love it. Pregnancy's the most...”

“Don't tell me pregnancy is the most important thing a woman can do.”

“Oh, no -- it's not the most important. It is one of the most beautiful.”

Andra reached across him and held onto Suki. “Bon'noka, Nykkyo. Bon'noka, Sukiko.”

Light from Floran's golden dawn flooded into his wall-less bedroom and waked Nyk. Suki was asleep to his left and Andra drowsed to his right. He sat, eased himself to the foot of the bed, stood and headed for the shower. A touch on a panel caused the door to swing open. Jets of water sprayed onto his body and he scrubbed himself with a vegetable soap. The shower switched off and a blast of warm air dried his skin.

Nyk walked to the kitchen and brewed some green tea. He carried a cup, a cold breakfast and a pack of snack wafers to his vidisplay and began scanning Koichi's journal.

He felt a hand on his shoulder and saw Suki. “Oh, you're up,” he said. “The difference in the lengths of the days can take some adjustment. There's tea in the kitchen.”

Suki turned and headed for the kitchen. Nyk heard Andra activate the shower. He picked up the pack of snack wafers, carried them to the kitchen and sat with Suki.

“Would you like a snack wafer?” She avoided eye contact. “Korlyta, is something wrong?” A tear formed and rolled down her cheek. “Suki, what's wrong?”

“Oh, Nykkyo -- I'm so sorry! I had no idea Andra was gay! I can usually tell.” She looked away from him.

“Suki, did you and Andra make love?” She pressed her fist to her lips. “Did you?” She nodded. “Do you know what this means?”

“I don't know what got into me. Andra is such a beautiful woman. I opened my eyes and she was awake, looking at me. We talked and touched each other's faces and one thing led to another. I didn't mean to be unfaithful, Nykkyo. I have no self-control. Please forgive me.”

“You want me to forgive you? For making love with Andra?”

Tears flowed down her face. “Please -- if you can find it in your heart. I know after the Alice incident I promised you it would never happen again. I feel terrible. I cherish our love, Nykkyo. I don't want to lose you because of a weak moment.”

“I can't forgive you...”

“I don't blame you. If anyone's love is worth fidelity it's yours, Nykkyo, and I...” She buried her face in her hands.

“You've done nothing to forgive. Suki, I understand how important faithfulness is to Earth customs. I've pledged fidelity to you to demonstrate how strong is my commitment to you. Such notions don't exist in Floran's culture. I'm happy for you. You and Andra were bonding in a very Floran way.”

“You're not angry?”

“Of course not -- I'm delighted. Andra's quite selective with whom she shares the gift -- that she would with you means she values you as a special friend.”

“A special friend?”

“Yes -- consider it a compliment of the highest order. But, you're wrong about one thing -- she's no lesbian. You see, korlyta -- gay and straight are Earth notions. The terms are without meaning here. On this world, two people who wish to share the gift of intimacy -- may do so. We don't love each other as men and women. We love each other's personas. It doesn't matter if the other's persona happens to live in a man's or a woman's body. We've talked about this.” He looked into her face. Suki was biting her lip and tears continued to flow. “It's something else, isn't it?”

“Yes,” she sobbed. “I ... I ... it felt so good, Nykkyo. Andra is exactly what I find appealing in another woman...”

He held her and stroked her hair. “You're not alone in that assessment. She was gifted with perfect beauty by the genetic counselors who designed her.”

“...her skin, her hair, her touch, her scent ... it all felt