Metaphase. Part 31

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"I'll stay with her. She'll be okay, honest. I promise."

"I'm sure that's true," Satos.h.i.+ said, "but I still have to talk to her."

Satos.h.i.+ stepped around Mitch and entered the deep shadow of the tree. Fox sat against its spindly roots, her head buried against her folded arms.

"Fox." Satos.h.i.+ knelt beside her.

She raised her head. Her face was blotched and tearstreaked.



"You're not speaking to me," she said.

"Of course I am. You haven't made it easy, though, the last few days."

"I didn't want her to do anything!" Fox exclaimed. "I just wanted to .

. . to tell somebody how I felt."

"I know."

"I really do love him." She stopped, as if she had just realized who she had said that to. "I'm sorry, but I do."

"I know you do," he said. "It's . . . hard not to."

She smiled, shakily. "You're so lucky. You and Victoria."224 Satos.h.i.+ turned the conversation away from the partners.h.i.+p, back to Fox.

"Please try to understand how he feels about what you offered him. He won't-he can't-accept."

"He told me why, but it doesn't make sense. He didn't ask me-and there weren't any conditions!"

"No. But . . . things can change."

Satos.h.i.+ started to tell her that Stephen Thomas's decision was for Fox's own protection; but that would insult her, to have the decision so one-sided, so out of her hands. He almost told her that the situation had nothing to do with her directly, and decided she would be even more insulted.

She hid her face against her arms again; her voice was m.u.f.fled. "It hurts so bad," she said. Her shoulders shook.

"I know," he said. "I know."

He waited till she had stopped crying.

"I think you should go home," he said, when her breathing eased.

"No! I don't want to talk to my housemates tonight. I don't want to talk to anybody. "

"And I don't want to leave you out here all by yourself."

She pushed herself back against the tree, glaring at him.

"What could happen?" she shouted. "I want to be outside, okay?"

The tall shadow that was Mitch moved from the reflected starlight into the darkness nearby.

"I couldn't help hearing what you just said." Mitch hesitated. "Nothing before, but, when you yelled . . ." His voice trailed off. "What if I hung around? For company, I mean."

Fox took a deep breath and let it out slowly, steadying her voice.

"That'd be okay," she said. "I'd . . . I'd like that. I'll be all right, Satos.h.i.+. Hey. It isn't like Stephen Thomas is the first person to ever turn me down. And . . . I'm glad you're still talking to me, anyway." 225.He suspected that Stephen Thomas was, in fact, the first person to ever turn her down, but he appreciated what she was saying to him.

"Everybody's talking to you," he said. "It's justEverything will be all right,"

"Yeah," she said. "Okay. Sure. I don't want to talk anymore." She turned away, huddling against the tree. It should have been a thousand-year-old oak, with great gnarly roots reaching out around her.

"Okay," Satos.h.i.+ said. He rose. Mitch pa.s.sed him and hunkered down near Fox.

Stephen Thomas has a high opinion of Mitch, Satos.h.i.+ thought. He's a good kid, and he'll keep Fox company as well as anybody can. Lord knows, better than I can, all things considered.

Mitch glanced up at him and raised one hand in a gesture of acknowledgment and farewell.

Satos.h.i.+ returned the gesture, and joined J.D. and Zev.

"Is she all right?" J.D. asked.

"I think so," Satos.h.i.+ said. "I hope so."

They returned, in silence, to the partners.h.i.+p's house.

Coldly courteous, Victoria mopped the worst of the beer off Florrie's dress. The antipathy between them had reached a new peak.

Victoria delegated Lehua and Bay to see Florrie home. Finally the main room of the partners.h.i.+p's house was empty except for Stephen Thomas and Victoria; the garden was deserted.

"That horrible woman," Victoria said.

Stephen Thomas covered his face with his hands, then pushed his fingers up through his hair.

Victoria tried to grin. "What did her aura look like tonight?"

"I don't know," Stephen Thomas said. "There's no such thing. You were right all along. Auras are bulls.h.i.+t."

Victoria looked at him curiously, but let the comment pa.s.s.226 She cleared up the gla.s.s; it made a wet, sc.r.a.ping noise when she scooped it into an empty bento box. The house did not even have a broom and dustpan; cleaning the floor was the housekeeper's job.

When she was done, she sat on her heels beside Stephen Thomas and stroked his arm, moving her fingers along the growth pattern of the fine gold hair.

He tensed at the trickle of pain that crept along his bones. Victoria took her hand away.

"What a f.u.c.king nightmare," Stephen Thomas said.

"I don't suppose," Victoria said hesitantly, "that you could have let her down a little easier?"

"Oh, s.h.i.+t, Victoria!" Stephen Thomas exclaimed. "How could I let her down, when I never picked her up? One minute I was telling her that no, Satos.h.i.+ wasn't mad at her because the genetics building fell on top of us while we were trying to talk some sense into her-"

"Very convincing," Victoria said dryly.

11.-and the next she was telling me she was in love with me. And I told her what I always tell grad students-"

"Okay, I'm sorry, never mind," Victoria said. "Into the shower with you."

Stephen Thomas levered himself up. The towel slid off his toes. He yelped in pain. His right big toenail had gotten caught in the terrycloth loops.

Only the nail of the left big toe remained. He could barely put his feet on the floor.

"I feel like my toe bones are coming out the ends of my feet."

Victoria grimaced in sympathy tinged with disgust. She slid her arm around his waist. His cold wet s.h.i.+rt warmed, where her body pressed against his.

Stephen Thomas laughed suddenly.

"What?" Victoria said.

"My bones sort of are coming out the ends of my toes."

"Stop," Victoria said, her tone unsure. "Please stop." 227."All right." They reached the bathroom. "I'll be okay now. I just want to slop off the worst of the beer."

"Will you come to bed?"

"I don't . . ."

"I only want to know you're there!" Victoria took his hand and held it between her own. "It feels like forever since I've touched you!"

Stephen Thomas drew his hand away. "This'll all be over soon," he said.

"Soon. Then everything will be back to normal."

Victoria let her hands fall to her sides.

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CHAPTER 10.

THE LIGHT TUBES HAD JUST BEGUN TO change from night to day, from sheer black touched with brilliant, multicolored stars to an antique-gray lumi- nescence.

Victoria, Satos.h.i.+, and Stephen Thomas crossed the dunes. A silver cres- cent of beach curved around Starfarer's warmest lagoon. Cool night air, flowing over the surface of the water, turned to gilded fog.

Phosph.o.r.escent waves crept like living tendrils over the sand.

Stephen Thomas had his doubts about this excursion. But he did not have the heart to turn Victoria down.

n, some Not again. She deserved some fu 229.play. She had even persuaded Satos.h.i.+ to get up early and come along.

Maybe it would work out all right. Stephen Thomas felt pretty good, especially compared to the way he had felt yesterday. His last toenail had fallen off, and his feet did not hurt quite so badly. He suspected they would hurt worse later; he could already feel the small sharp lumps of claws developing where his nails had been.

Last night's stabbing pain, from his p.e.n.i.s to his spine, had not reoccurred. The pain had scared him. His bruises should be healed by now.

Maybe the slugs had hurt him worse than he thought. A hairline fracture, something the health center could miss?

Victoria stood on the beach, up to her knees in dense fog, kicking off her jeans and stripping her s.h.i.+rt off over her head. Satos.h.i.+ undressed beside her, slowly and deliberately.

"Come on," Victoria called, her voice low and eager. Water condensed in her hair and caught the light, s.h.i.+ning soft as transparent pearls. She splashed into the sea. The fog closed over her, muting sounds.

Naked, Satos.h.i.+ folded his pants and laid them on a twist of driftwood.

"Reminds me of the genetics departmenthe said. "During the attack. The fog . . ."

"I don't-" But Stephen Thomas did remember- The missile struck. The building quivered and fell around Stephen Thomas and Satos.h.i.+ and Fox. It crushed the freezer. Liquid nitrogen flowed out in a thick, unbreathable fog. A shard of rock foam struck Stephen Thomas across the forehead, and blood flowed into his eyes. Everything he saw after that, he saw through a red haze. When he saw his own blood, he fainted.

-The flash of memory disappeared. Stephen Thomas s.h.i.+vered.

Satos.h.i.+ drew a deep breath. "Oh, h.e.l.l!" He sprinted across the wet sand.

With a yelp, he launched himself and belly-flopped into the waves.230 Stephen Thomas took off his shorts and s.h.i.+rt and kicked away his sandals.

The new diver walked into the sea for the first time.

The warm water slid up his body, raising the fine new hair away from his skin. Air bubbles caught and sparkled beneath his pelt. Stephen Thomas stroked forward into the sea. The bubbles escaped, swirled away, spiraled to the surface, and burst with a velvety pop. The warm water soothed and relaxed his body. He wished the water were cold and exhilarating.

He opened his eyes.

He could see perfectly. The water was very clear, the bare white sand arrayed in ripples. His hair tendrilled in front of his face. He pulled forward with a long b.r.e.a.s.t.stroke, and the motion pushed his hair out of his eyes.

Victoria swam toward him, her stroke smooth and strong. Satos.h.i.+ slid beneath him, nearly silent. Satos.h.i.+ was close enough to touch Stephen Thomas, but he kept his arms close to his sides, streamlining his body.

Victoria did touch Stephen Thomas, swimming past on the surface, stretching out her arm, stroking him against the direction of his fur from the back of his knee, up his thigh, across his b.u.t.tocks, along his spine. He tensed, shuddered, relaxed. He kicked forward, rising beneath Victoria's hand, letting her fingers and the pressure of the water smooth his delicate pelt back into place.

When she swam beside him, he turned to face her. They sidestroked, slowed, and he caressed her. He wondered where Satos.h.i.+ was. With the thought, Stephen Thomas found his partner treading water behind him in the faint, fuzzy sound picture of his surroundings.

Exhaling explosively as he surfaced, Stephen Thomas gasped in a deep breath and dove beneath Victoria. He touched and teased her, all over, with his fingers and his tongue. He slid his hands, his swimming webs, over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Her nipples hardened, their heat glowing. He could smell and taste her excitement, familiar, comforting, arousing, intensified by his changing senses. He listened for Satos.h.i.+; he opened his mouth 231.and let the sea water flow over his tongue. Satos.h.i.+ hovered, near, yet out of reach, and the taste of his body in the water was cool, uninterested.

Stephen Thomas blew his breath out in a stream of bubbles. Victoria touched his hand, then swam toward Satos.h.i.+. Stephen Thomas followed, kicking along easily beside her. lie touched her b.r.e.a.s.t.s again, stroked his fingertips down her body, and slid his hand between her legs. He let the rhythm of her kicking rub the swimming web against her c.l.i.toris. She gasped and pressed her legs together and lost her momentum. Stephen Thomas jerked his hand away, afraid he had hurt her with the strong, resilient edge of the web.

But Victoria grabbed his wrist."Yes," she said. "That's just right-it's like . . . like being made love to by a silk scarf."

They trod water together, face to face in the warm sea. Victoria embraced both men, drawing them to her and against each other, clasping Stephen Thomas's hand between her thighs. She kissed Satos.h.i.+, then Stephen Thomas, her tongue quick against his lips, sliding between his teeth, hesitating as if she had never kissed him before. Stephen Thomas tasted her, with new intensity.

The triad sank. Breath bubbled from Victoria's mouth, from her nose, tickling Stephen Thomas's lips and face. She pulled back and kicked to the surface.

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