There they were, the two people, in love and ready for their first date. Mori stood beside the sickbed with moist eyes and trembling lips. In front of him lay Torio, still in his regenerating sleep, within reach, so peaceful and only covered with a thin varnish. The slim man simply wanted to be with his partner. Admire him, just look at him, watch over him. Every breath that raised and lowered the astronaut's chest filled Mori even more with love and passion. Torio was his life, through him he could blossom even without feelers. The fear of not feeling anything, not feeling affection or infatuation without these unique sensory organs should no longer worry him.

Already at the first examination of Dr. Yamanak it turned out that Mori's heart was much stronger than that of an alien. He was clearly an affinity with the human race, and the astronaut was the key to unlocking Mori's trapped passions into the light of day, or into the starlight.

Carefully the curly head sat down on the edge of the bed, careful not to wake the sleeping person. His fingers, still covered with the small suction cups, slid under the blond man's much larger hand and sucked on the calloused fingertips from playing the guitar every day.

"You have made me into a human being. You have awakened my heart. I am so happy ..." His fine voice was very soft, hardly audible when he began to sing:

"I want to dance as if no one was watching me.

I want to love as if it were the only thing I know.

I want to laugh from the bottom of my heart,

and I sing,

cause every single note and word,

is just for you.

Is it enough?

I want to tell you, and this is the only way I know.

There is that hope,

to be understood by you one day and you say

that you finally see what I see.

A song for you, about our love.

I wish you could see it from this view,

how everything around you shines a little bit brighter of your love.

I will always sing for you,

cause every single note and word

is just for you.

The only way I know,

and I hope it is enough.

Suddenly the handshake solidified very gently and a heat wave passed through the former Alien. But these flames felt completely different. The fear to burn had given way to curiosity about the reaction of his body. His heartbeat resembled a drum roll and the shortness of breath he usually felt only after hours of vocal exercises.

"I'll never get enough of you," Torio whispered with his eyes still closed, led Mori's hand to his mouth and kissed her back. "Let everyone hear you sing, you are supernaturally good." His sleepy look caught the shy smile of the smaller one and despite the aching shoulder, he threw the blanket aside and pulled the singer over himself.

"At last... without ice and burns..." The first kiss was only breathed, the lips touched for a short moment, as if to test if they could believe the promises of Takuyan.

"Did it hurt much? I actually thought they were quite pretty, except for the strong color. Very striking and bright, but ... cute and ... anyway ... sexy." Torio smiles dreamily and the man on top of him straightened up to be able to rub certain parts together better.

"I don't need the feelers anymore... I am ready for my new life. ... All is well, ... if you are only with me." He lifted himself up with his thin arms and swayed slightly up and down, not without losing sight of the other person.

"Why did you make me wait so long? Fifteen years have passed, fifteen long years." Torio felt dazed. The pressure on his body became stronger and familiar voices sounded from everywhere. Just scraps of words that had disappeared again the next moment.

"Mori? ... let's return to Earth as soon as possible and lose no more time," he said worriedly. A strange feeling spread in him. The astronaut sluggishly sat up and pressed his friend's small butt against his lap. Then he took him in an intimate embrace, buried his face in the thick dark brown curls and breathed heavily.

"I was dreaming... of the two of us. We were walking through the forest in the middle of the night. It was pitch dark, only your feelers illuminated the way, next to the mountain lake. "Without effort, I walked over roots and stones, hand in hand with you."

"That sounds good," Mori smiled and leaned even closer into the arms of his friend.

"It was so quiet, only the water clapped against the large stones on the shore and millions of stars were reflected in the pitch black lake.

I wanted to stop to watch this wonderful spectacle, but you always pulled me further. As if we were on the run or on a schedule." Torio sighed softly, stroked Mori's back, and it seemed as if he was thinking about continuing.

"What happened? Were we being chased by wild wolves?" asked the smaller one, but he wanted to think of a good end to the dream and added with a giggle:

"I know, ... we were in such a hurry because I was so eager to tear your clothes off ..." he leaned back slightly, into the strong arms of the astronaut, pressing her hips even closer together. A sweet groan escaped the full lips as his neck was overlooked with little kisses. "Uh... come... go on. What have we done?"

"I'm not sure. "but it all felt so real, and it won't let go of my mind. It shouldn't bother you too. ... Maybe it's better to stick to your version..." He let Mori slide further back and unbuttoned the buttons on his white shirt, which was hanging rather untidily from the slim body. "...and I'll undress you slowly," he continued to murmur, dividing the fabric over the upper body of the man in front of him and exposing his light, almost hairless chest.

"You are so tender and fragile..." The blond bent forward and continued the caresses with his tongue.

„... Torio. I want..." breathlessly, Mori tried to regain his composure. They were in a hospital room, someone could walk in the door at any moment.

"Yes, I know what you want...", the Russian's deep voice breathed close to his sensitive nipples and apparently wanted to continue the game, but the former alien rose again and protested with a broad pout:

"I want to hear the end of your dream. ... And we'll sort out everything else later." He took Torio's big hands in his and kissed her. "Let me carry part of your burden... please."

"You won't like it... "and I don't want to remember it. It was so beautiful at first... and ended in a..." He faltered again, thought about it, but Mori nodded to him encouragingly.

"Continue...?"

"The last few meters we had to climb up a staircase. That was a hurdle I could never have overcome, but I'll just follow you blindly. It wasn't the fear of being physically exhausted. No, my senses were completely overwrought and then this constant counting, one countdown after the other. Just not getting out. Keeping every second count. Then I lost sight of you. It was so loud, the sound of the wind a whirring and the ever-recurring thunderclap, after the countless flashes. My calls were much too quiet and something was holding me tied up in my place. I couldn't leave ... and suddenly I had lost you." Torio pressed his friend gently to him. His narrative was so detailed that Mori had goose bumps all over his back. A mixture of fear and excitement rose into his consciousness. He did not know whether he should tell the blond man. The curly head was constantly dreaming about similar things.

"I am afraid... "I'm terribly afraid of failing." The astronaut's voice sounded harsh and sickly.

"How can you say such a thing? Look at me, I am here. You have achieved everything you wanted." But when he noticed the sad and desperate look of the Russian, he only wanted to comfort him. He leaned forward and started to kiss him, but Torio pushed him away, held him by the shoulders and visibly struggled against his tears.

"No, you don't understand, Mori. . . It wasn't my legs that prevented me from coming to you, no one who held me down... it was your voice that captivated me." Thick tears glided down his pale cheeks as he sobbed. "You asked me what I want from you, what I want to see and believe. Your singing sounded so painful, full of devotion. You accused me of being a liar and I would bleed your heart until you could not stand it anymore. A liar..." His tired, half-closed eyes reflected his feelings. Shocked by the accusations, sad and hurt.

"Suddenly you lay on the ground in front of me, hunched and whimpering. Everyone stared at me reproachfully, screams came from all sides, ... I don't know who it was and how many. My only way out was the lake. I wanted to go into the cold water with you, it was supposed to be our medium, wasn't it? But the small mountain lake was a sea full of screaming people? Distorted faces, howling women, staring eyes? It was horrible... all so real..."

He fell silent, buried his face in the shoulder of his friend, who stroked his back carefully and sought words of consolation:

"It was all just a bad dream. None of this will happen." He said more to himself, as the whole thing seemed like déjà vu to him. How could this be, how closely were the two really connected, that they had the same dreams?

Mori kissed the blond man's soft neck and noticed the slight trembling of the strong body. "You will protect me down there, I'm not afraid. I know you can do it." He sought eye contact with the taller one and smiled. "I am your treasure... ...aren't I?" A tender kiss followed, which made Torio smile again with happiness.

"You're right, nothing will part us. "Once I find you on earth, I will never leave your side. "I will be strong for both of us. my sweet baby." They merged into each other and neither of them noticed the proud looks of the alien in the door frame.

'He has actually learned something from my therapy. Sono un genio, I am a genius.' Two more characters appeared behind the redhead. They were made of sheet metal and terribly interested in all the events in this strange hospital. The miraculous change of location had confused them and now they were looking for familiar faces.

"Ah Hichan, you can certainly tell us where your beloved is. I'm still so excited and happy for you," Tomoya babbled away and nudged Ryo to congratulate the aliens just as kindly.

"Eh, ... yes... welcome to the Yamatosh family. It didn't sound very exuberant, but clear.

"Ciao voi due compagni, that's very nice of you but..." He gave the view of the couple at the bed and grinned: "La prossima volta, some other time." The robots made big eyes and while Tomoya approached open-hearted and curious, Ryota backed away. "Master Torio, I'm glad you're so... anyway... active. It obviously does you good." He pointed with his tin finger at the Russian's legs, which had crossed behind Mori's back.

"Oh... yes, it looks good, doesn't it?" The astronaut nodded his approval and the little man in his arms smiled embarrassed:

"Hey guys, ... how are you? I am Mori and... no longer an alien."

"It doesn't matter, alien or not, the main thing is that Torio is happy and making progress", Tomo said friendly and seemed to have no problems with the quick change of partners. He folded his tin hands in front of the fetching chest and bowed slightly. "Konichiwa, I'm very happy," the robot greeted, slightly confusing Torio. But he didn't want to go into detail, because Hichan, who was still standing at the door, waved at him joyfully.

"Oh, yes, I think I owe this mobility of my weak limbs to Hichan and his healing hands.

"Healing hands! My son is not a miracle healer or charlatan! He will be my successor in the IUCHIS special unit and will keep law and order," Shinji Kazmi railed, who was now also available to him. His wife behind him slightly rolled her eyes.

"I beg you, darling. Let Hichan decide for himself. He should not leave us too." A grateful smile came from the redhead.

"Don't worry, Father. My feelers are very important to me." He stroked the extended tentacles. "I have learned a lot from you, but in your early years you also healed people on earth who were doomed to die. You performed small miracles and made others heroes. Is it not logical to want to emulate you. I want to become like you. ... Strict and just... and un padre amorevole."

"Thanks, Dad." Mori now joined in and broke away from Torio, who again felt a slight dizziness. The voices in his head became louder, so many names he couldn't assign. He blamed these recurring mood swings on teleportation. The vivid dream was also a side effect of the arduous journey. He could still remember well enough when he had landed in the bathroom with the redhead. Horrible,' he thought. But now he was in very good condition, he thought, and should not complain. After a few seconds the loud calls faded away again and he took a deep breath of relief. Everything is good. The only important thing is the return to earth. Once we have done that, there is nothing to stop us. '

They had to travel separately, Torio in the course of his scientific expedition and Mori in secret alien mission.

In a few weeks they were to meet in a city in Japan. In a small restaurant. Mori would be there to sing, on a small stage, with some other musicians. The astronaut was sure to recognize him immediately, even though the shy singer would always stare at the ground.

Only a few more weeks separated them from a life together.