The Invasion

                                    

                                          
Kennedy's POV:
                          
"Negative thoughts....? It's true though........" 
                          
"No, Ken-ee-dee, it's not." Cetanu sighed and his hand moved from on my shoulder to under my chin, then he pulled my face back to face him. "It's not true." He put his mask on the floor and hugged me once more. He put one hand behind my neck and the other around my hip. I wrapped my legs around him like a child and buried my face into the cold armor on his chest as he stood up. 
                          
"Wow.... Why is your armor so cold...?"
                          
"Sorry, I forgot to put on the heater." He replied sarcastically.
                          
"Dang... Okay..." I laughed slightly. Then it dawned on me. I was being hugged. By an alien. And........ I liked it. A lot. I felt my cheeks turn red. 
                          
"Human?"
                          
"... Yes...?" 
                          
"Why is your heart racing? Are you okay?" Cetanu was about to stop hugging me, but I wouldn't let him see my face, and I wasn't ready to end this. 
                          
"Just.... Just a little longer...."
                          
"Your emotion, what is it?"
                          
"Huh...?"
                          
"Well, I see human emotions as colors. Your current emotion is a mix of all colors." 
                          
"Well.... Well...." 
                          
"Mainly purple. Which is happiness. Then pink, which is confusion. Then red, flustered. Blue, nervous." 
                          
"Uhhh.........." 
                          
"I have to admit, I am confused myself." I laughed slightly at his comment. He put me back down we both removed our arms, and legs in my case, from one another. 
                          
"... Thank you..." 
                          
"Of course." Cetanu smiled and I smiled back. I yawned slightly and stretched a little. "Tired? The ship is on autopilot, we can sleep if you want." I nodded slightly. 
                          
"Yea... That'd be nice..." 
                          
"You can either follow me, oooorrrr.... I could carry you." A sly smile crossed his face. I reached my arms up like a child, waiting for him to pick me up. He reached down and grabbed me by my hips and wrapped his arms around my ribs and held his mask in one hand. I wrapped my arms around his neck, like if I was to kiss him, and put my head against his chest, also wrapping my legs around his ribs. He walked to a door and opened it, then closed it behind him. He placed me on his bed and laid on a couch on the other side of the room. The room had skulls in display cases, paintings of Cetanu and his kind, then huge fur pelts both on the wall and on the bed for blankets. I laid on my side and looked at Cetanu. 
                          
"I feel bad...." I sighed.
                          
"Huh? Why?" He looked to me and tilted his head. 
                          
"Well.... You have to lay on the couch... And not your bed...." I sat at the edge of the bed. 
                          
"What? You wanna switch or something? Then I'll feel bad." A frown appeared on Cetanu's face. 
                          
"Well..... I don't want you to feel bad....."
                          
"And I don't want you to feel bad."
                          
".... Well...." 
                          
"Well?" 
                          
"... I... I don't know...!"
                          
"Fine. Fine." Cetanu stood up and walked over to me.
                          
"Fine what...???? Fine what???" I looked up at him. He smiled and slowly took off all his armor, leaving him only in the clothing around the front of the middle of his legs and behind the middle of his legs.