Kxani Yawne - Forbidden Love By 'ì'awn 'awsiteng.

[Moopels]

Chapter Fourteen
Yawne shivered, the warmth of the cabin making her realize just how cold she really was. The dampness of her clothing didn’t help either. She was inside Ku’yah’s own personal hut, having discovered that the whole tribe had their own land; it was small and yet tranquil, and very very beautiful. Various members of the tribe were in the hut with her, some were staring and others seemed to be avoiding her, and only looked when they thought she wasn’t looking.
Ku’yah entered the hut, her hair now damp from the heavy rain that was plummeting against the hut and everything around it. Behind her stood La’Ki, who seemed distraught, she looked around wildly until her eyes fell upon Yawne. She immediately smiled upon seeing the young na’vi female. Her eyes gleaming and a sad smile played upon her face.
“I was worried you know,” La’Ki said softly, a hint of a sob in her voice. “I’m just happy you’re safe.” La’Ki walked over to Yawne and gently went to put her arms around her, until Yawne stopped her abruptly.
“Don’t.” she whispered gently. “Don’t touch me, please.”
La’Ki nodded, her face showing both hurt and at the same time it was as if she understood…
Ku’yah looked from both Yawne to La’Ki and smiled, she then walked to Yawne and bent down, making her head level to the small chair where Yawne now sat.
“You know… La’Ki really was worried about you; I don’t think a hug could hurt… Do you really believe that giving La’Ki a hug could harm either of you?”
Yawne considered this for a second, before giving up and eventually opening hers arms to La’Ki, who came forward and closed the gap between them. La’Ki stayed in Yawne’s arms for almost half a minute, just taking in her lover’s scent, her breath, the sound of her heartbeat.
“You know… I don’t blame you for what you did…” La’Ki whispered, she gently held on to Yawne, her arms becoming ever so tight, as she held the na’vi female closer. “I could never blame anything on you. None of this is your fault…” La’Ki let go of Yawne and pulled back, and stepped to the side. Ku’yah looked from both La’Ki to Yawne and smiled a knowing, and yet somehow unhappy smile.

“I went through this you know.” Ku’yah said wisely, “I went through this pain you are both going through now, and while the circumstances may not be exactly the same, they are so similar…”
Yawne and La’Ki were both paying full attention to Ku’yah now, although she didn’t say anything else regarding the subject. It was as if a shroud of silence had entered the hut. Ku’yah turned and walked towards the entrance.
“You are welcome to stay here for the remainder of the night, I wouldn’t go around outside right now if I was in your shoes, the storm may look timid, but inside it’s a raging tornado.”

Ku’yah left the hut, and so did the other na’vi females, all nodding to La’Ki and Yawne before exiting. One however stopped, and turned to face them both.
“You can both win this you know, your love is pure. You will lead happy lives.” She said affectionately, before turning and walking into the cold damp rain.

Yawne turned to La’Ki and whimpered pathetically, she was still soaking wet, water dripping from her causing a puddle on the dry surface below them. Turning she knelt over to a small bundle of warm material that had been left for her, and wrapped herself around it and laid on the floor, still not speaking to La’Ki, and not making a sound at all.
La’Ki scowled, and walked to Yawne and laid next her, pulling her into a hug, and gently moving the fabric of the bundle of material and wrapped herself in it, her body touching Yawne’s causing them both to blush.
“I’m sorry about running away…” Yawne whispered sadly, however to this La’Ki scowled, and brought her hand to Yawne’s face and caressed it gently.
“No… I’m the one at fault, I’m sorry if I frightened you.”

Those last few words echoed throughout Yawne’s head, cycling on and on in and endless blur, and before she knew it, she realized that she was no longer curled up with La’Ki; it was as if she’d lost all track of time. And now, as everything became clearer she became aware that she was looking at herself.
Yawne glared at what she assumed was her reflection, and then her face grew confused as she realized. This wasn’t her, not anymore, the ‘reflection’ in front of her showed a child, it was her, and yet it wasn’t. She looked so innocent, but the oddest thing about everything was that the ‘reflection’ wasn’t copying her movements. It was if she had a mind of her own.
“I knew you’d come.” The reflection spoke softly and sweetly, her voice angelic and beautiful, bringing in light among the smog surrounding them. “I knew that La’Ki would unlock me, your memories, your love…” The reflection moved in to Yawne now, her eyes glazing over, Yawne felt a sense of dread. It was almost as if this wasn’t meant to happen. She didn’t want her memories back, not like this. As the reflection came nearer and nearer to Yawne, she stepped backwards, and then broke into a run. She didn’t understand why, but she had to get away… Had to run…

*
“Wake up Yawne! Please wake up!” cried a voice in the darkness. Yawne bolted upright. Sweat gleaming over her whole body, soaking against her already damp clothing. “Are you okay? You were screaming….” cried La’Ki, her eyes red with tears. “I was so scared; I thought you’d never wake up… What… What happened? Did you have a bad dream?”
Yawne thought about everything for a second, and then sobbed deeply and hugged La’Ki to her harshly, almost as if she was desperate to feel her touch.
“I… I’m so scared; I don’t want to remember… I feel that if I do everything will be different, everything will change, and I’ll forget everything instead of remembering… There has to be another way…”
La’Ki looked at Yawne, confusedly, and patted her back gently.
“It’s all going to be okay, it was just a bad dream…”
However this did little to calm down Yawne, she was sure it wasn’t just a dream….