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The Life of Seeon - 9. Chapter 9 - A New Seeon

The honeymoon evening is over and Seeon has to face the High Priest on last time. What will this morning bring?

The loud banging on the door woke Mika straight away. He couldn’t slip out of bed immediately, because Seeon was presently nuzzled into his side, holding him tightly in his sleep. A smile broke across his face until the loud knocking at the door forced him to rise.

“Seeon, wake up.” Gently, Mika moved the long dark hair from Seeon’s face. He leaned in and kissed Seeon’s cheek and then spoke a little louder. “Seeon, we have company.”

Seeon opened his eyes and was immediately captured by Mika’s deep green eyes.

“I need to get out of bed, Seeon. Would you mind letting me go?”

Seeon blushed and let go of his husband.

Mika stood and picked up one of the robes from the floor. He turned and found Seeon still in bed with just a sheet over his body. The banging on the door got louder.

“Put on a robe, Seeon. I am not going to have my husband exposed to everyone just to make some fool priest happy.”

Seeon could hear the anger in Mika’s voice and moved quickly to cover himself. He found his robe and slipped it on. He realized in a panic that the room wasn’t clean and he wasn’t dressed to entertain guests as his husband strode over to the door.

“This is my honeymoon. You think you could wait and not wake us up before the sun has come up?” Mika growled into the face of Over Priest Deda. “We weren’t ready to get out of bed yet.”

Queen Nixa and Dr. Oma Parta tried to hide their smiles as they followed the priest into the room.

“I am here to –“ began Over Priest Deda.

“I know why in the seven hells you are here. I just can’t see why you couldn’t wait ‘til we were out of bed!” Mika’s green eyes flashed and his hands balled into fists.

Seeon stood frozen by the bed. The priest still scared Seeon, but he was also worried about the anger his husband so easily displayed.

“I’m here to do my job. Ma’ Nee strip and bend over.” The priest glared at Seeon.

Seeon began to reach for the tie of his robe when Oma walked over and touched his arm.

“I can do this much quicker and help you to keep your dignity.” Oma set her bag down and took out a small scanning device. “I’m sure your nation has developed these.”

Over Priest Deda stared, but would say nothing.

Oma ran the scanner over Seeon. A moment later her machine beeped and she walked over and showed it to the priest. “This is the scan I took of Seeon when he arrived here. This is the scan I just took of him. You can see the change here.” Oma pointed to one of the marks on the scanner.

“This proves nothing!” The priest moved again toward Seeon.

Queen Nixa grabbed Deda’s arm. “I am sure there is yet another way to check without having to have the poor man disrobe.”

Oma immediately smiled. “Where did you put the stuff you removed from Seeon last night?”

“What?” Mika looked at Oma in confusion.

“Last night you had to remove a lot of stuff from Seeon.” Oma bit her lip and then let a small giggle escape. “Where did you put the bud?”

A smile came to Mika’s face as he understood. “It should be over on the table there.”

Oma rushed over and quickly spotted the bud. She picked it up and walked over to Seeon. “Hold this.”

Seeon took the bud and looked down. A moment later the bud began to glow a deep red color. Once it did, he began to blush a nearly similar hue.

“It’s still keyed to his body.” Oma smiled as she continued, “So it shows he is no longer a virgin.”

Over Priest Deda looked from Oma to Seeon to the brightly glowing bud in Seeon’s hand. He then turned on his heel and stormed out of the room.

Queen Nixa walked over and closed the door before she broke out into peals of laughter.

“How did you know the bud would work like that?” Mika looked at his sister in awe.

“I examined it before it was placed into Seeon. I knew it wouldn’t reset until after it was completely cleaned.” She stopped and shook her head, trying hard not to laugh. “Last night was your honeymoon. You were going to be a little busy to worry about cleaning up anything Seeon might have worn that day.”

Queen Nixa nearly fell off the chair she was sitting in. Mika looked in shock from his sister to his mother. Seeon stood there unsure what was happening.

“I’m sorry, Seeon. You can set that down. You are safe now.” Oma smiled and walked over to her bag and put the scanner away.

Seeon still held the Majana Bud tightly in his hand as he stood shaking in fear.

Mika walked over and gently removed the bud from Seeon’s hand. He guided him to a chair where both Nixa and Oma immediately checked on him.

“Mother, I am going to personally kill that man.” Mika slammed his hand down on the table.

“Relax, Mikanos. You are scaring your husband. Batea and Deda leave this morning. I have to give the final farewell to them. No one said you or Seeon had to be there.” Queen Nixa smiled and patted her son’s shoulder. “Seeon, is there something you would like to eat? Something we can get for you?”

Seeon tried to stand, only to find Oma’s hand on his shoulder. “No. There is nothing for you to do. I want you to rest.”

“Is he okay?” Mika stared at the pale pallor of his husband.

“Dump anything liquid of his that came with him. They were drugging him. He is gifted like we are, but they have been suppressing it. It is affecting how he acts and sees things. Give him a bit of time and just stay calm. Every time you blow up, Seeon nearly jumps out of his skin.” Oma kissed her brother’s cheek. “I’ll be back to check on my brother-in-law later.”

Queen Nixa walked over and kissed Seeon’s cheek. “You’re safe now. You are part of my family, and we will take care of you.”

Seeon looked up and found Mika watching him carefully. Seeon went to stand up and try to do the tasks he had been taught, only for Mika to pick him up and carry him to bed.

The Queen and Oma left quickly.

“You need your rest. Today, we spend our first day in bed.”

Mika slid his robe off and climbed into bed beside Seeon. He smiled as he helped Seeon out of the robe he was wearing. Last night had been rushed and worrisome. Now he took his time exploring Seeon’s body and finding new ways to make him gasp and cry in pleasure. After Seeon exploded in ecstasy for the second time that morning, he fell into a deep sleep beside Mika.

The late afternoon sun poured through the doorway and onto the bed. It was what finally woke Seeon from his restful sleep. He studied Mika as he slept. There was a small scar on his shoulder, dark curly hair across his chest, and dark pink nipples that were larger than his thumb. He knew he should be cleaning and preparing the food for when Mika awoke, but for now he just studied the man who had become his husband. He probably would have continued to stay there if his body hadn’t forced him to make a much needed trip to the bathroom.

When he entered, he found his jewelry still scattered around the room. He took care of his bodily needs and then cleaned up the room. He took a shower and cleaned his body, but he couldn’t find the bathing gels that he was always given to wash with. He realized they were probably still in his trunk, but didn’t want to take the chance of waking Mika. Instead he showered, relaxed, and felt more like he had a long time ago. He dried off and cleaned his teeth. He looked in the mirror to find his hair was a mess. He no longer had the hundreds of combs that he did back in his brother’s castle, and there didn’t seem to be an elaborate design to the hair of the women here. Seeon took the time to brush out his hair, and then wasn’t sure what he should do with it. He finally found a piece of cloth that he hoped Mika wouldn’t miss and simply pulled his hair back and tied it.

When he returned to the bedroom he found his trunk but the clothes he had, even those for cleaning, seemed too complex for the room he was in. He noticed everyone, male and female, seemed to wear very simple clothing. He would have to ask for cloth and begin to make new dresses. He still had to figure out how he was to fit into this strange new world he had become a part of. He was bent over the trunk and was surprised when he felt a soft kiss on his bare shoulder.

“You could have woken me, I wouldn’t have minded.” Mika smiled gently and rubbed Seeon’s shoulder.

“I was not sure what you would have to do today, my husband.” Mika stood with the robe still barely over his body.

“Mika, Seeon. Just call me Mika.” Mika smiled and pulled Seeon to his feet. “Let me shower and then we can call for food.”

“My job is to make your meals.” Seeon stood, unsure what he should be doing. He had been told he might be cooking, but he had never been allowed near the kitchens and didn’t know how to make anything.

“Do you know how to cook?” Mika stood, looking at Seeon.

“No,” whispered Seeon as he blushed.

“Then don’t worry. Anything you want to learn you can be taught. Let me shower and we shall go for a walk and let you see some of the city here.”

Seeon stood in shock. He had never been allowed outside the castle and here he would be able to walk into the city itself?

“Do you have a pants suit to wear around?”

Seeon shook his head. “Only my three gowns, but they are much too heavy for long walks. I was told I would be told what sort of clothing to wear by the first wife. If I may be given cloth I promise to make a new lighter one within a few days.”

Mika laughed. “Seeon, you need not make your clothing. Let me call Oma. She can have a few outfits made to your size in an hour or so.”

Seeon stood, shaking. How could the doctor make clothing so quickly?

“Hold on.” Mika walked over to the wall and pressed a button on a screen a few times. A moment later Oma appeared on screen. “Hey brat. Seeon and I need a favor.”

“There is no way you could have gone through all that lube already, Mika!”

Mika blushed and looked at his sister. “Would you kindly get your head out of the gutter? You said you wanted to check on Seeon. When you come over, could you take his measurements? The poor man only has some dresses, and I’d like to take him out to show him the city and maybe the space center.”

“Ah.” Oma laughed. “That I can do. I have his measurements from when I first examined him. Can I talk to Seeon for a moment?”

Seeon stood off to the side afraid to interfere until he heard his name being spoken.

“Seeon, come talk to Oma. I’m going to go shower.”

Seeon wandered over to the screen as Mika walked into the bathroom. A moment later, the sounds of the shower could be heard.

“Knowing my brother, he will be in there for a while. He loves his hot showers.” Oma shook her head and smiled. “Seeon, what sort of clothing do you like?”

Seeon immediately thought of the comfortable clothing he used to wear as a priest. It was only a moment ‘til his life as a Ma’ Nee came back and he thought of the dresses he had worn at the castle. He was about to say he would wear the dresses she did, but Oma and her mother rarely wore such outfits.

“Seeon? Are you okay?” Oma’s concerned face filled the screen before him.

“I am not sure. The outfits I wore at home are not what you wear here. I would not like to offend my husband or his family. What should I wear?” Seeon’s voice was soft and he barely could bring himself to look at Oma.

“I’ll tell you what. I will order up a few different styles of clothes. Do you have a favorite color?”

Seeon thought of Mika and his deep green eyes. “Green.”

“Alright. I’ll be by in about a half hour to an hour then. Tell Mika not to get carried away with you. I don’t want to walk in during a love making session.” Oma teased, but she watched Seeon turn a brilliant red as he blushed. “Relax. I am only teasing you.”

“I will tell my husband.” Seeon stood quivering in the light robe he had on.

The screen went blank and Seeon began to clean the bedroom up. He picked up Mika’s wedding outfit and carefully arranged it over one of the chairs. He stripped the bed and managed to find a drawer in one of the cabinets that held fresh sheets. He remade the bed and placed the dirty sheets into a basket. He wished he knew where he could get food for Mika, but with everything that had been fed to him, it was all new and he hadn’t asked for the names of any of it.

Unsure what he should be doing, Seeon finally sat down in one of the chairs and waited for Mika to come out of the shower. When Mika did come back into the room, he was naked and damp. His dark curls clung closely to his head and his face was freshly shaved. Seeon couldn’t help but stare at the beautiful body of his husband.

“What did Oma say?”

“She will be here with clothing for me shortly. She said you should not get carried away with me.” Seeon blushed and looked at his feet.

Mika shook his head and laughed. “Yeah, that sounds like the brat. Let me get dressed then.”

Mika strode across the room and went to one of the tall dressers. He bent over, allowing Seeon to see his muscular back and ass as he rummaged in the drawers, pulling out various clothing items. He seemed to take no time at all to dress, but every move he made was carefully observed by Seeon.

Mika finally walked over to Seeon, dressed in dark black pants, a deep green shirt, a black sweater, and a pair of mid-calf boots.

“Hopefully, Oma will find something appropriate for you. The dress was interesting for the wedding, but I hope you will find something more comfortable to wear daily here.”

Before Seeon could speak another word, there was a knock on the door.

Mika walked over and opened it. “Speak of the brat and she arrives.”

Oma stuck her tongue out and walked into the room carrying a bunch of bags. “Always nice to know you are so sweet to your older sister. Next time I will look for a bigger needle to stick you with.”

Mika rolled his eyes as Oma walked over and hugged Seeon. “Are you okay? Have you eaten anything?”

“I told Seeon I’d order us food when I got out of the shower. Of course if you were hungry, you could have ordered anything you like. Are you hungry?” Mika looked suddenly concerned at his husband.

“I am fine.” Seeon looked down. As he did his stomach rumbled.

“That is what I was afraid of. They don’t have the tech we do, so I wasn’t sure if he knew how to operate the food dispenser.” Oma shook her head. “We always brought food to them. I should have thought about showing them the dispenser and how it works.”

“What do you like to eat, Seeon?” Mika moved quickly to another of the strange panels on the wall.

Seeon sat quietly for a moment. The one food he did enjoy was a simple dish of brooka. Brooka was a small animal that ran very quickly and had delicious meat. It was usually skinned, fried, and served in a rich gravy. It was something he got to eat only on his birthday, and then only before he became Ma’ Nee.

“If I can, may I have brooka?”

Mika looked blankly at Oma. He shrugged his shoulders and bit his bottom lip.

“Must be a meal from his country. We will have to have to have the cooks look up the recipes and foods of his country and add them to the machine.”

“I’m afraid we don’t know how to make that yet for you, Seeon. Did you enjoy the foods from yesterday? Or any of the foods you have had so far?” Mika walked over and kneeled by his husband’s side.

“I will eat what you eat.” Seeon looked into Mika’s eyes and smiled.

“Go prepare a few platters of food. I’m going to show Seeon what I brought him.”

Seeon turned and stared at Oma for a moment.

“Well you didn’t think those bags and boxes were for me, did you?” Oma smiled and moved toward the packages she had been carrying.

“I didn’t know what to think, sister.”

“Mika doesn’t know a thing about clothing. He wears what he is issued as part of the military, or the clothing I pick out for him. Which is why he called me to help you out. The creator only knows what will happen if he gets his posting to the space center.” Oma winked at Mika as he glanced over at them. “Anyway, Seeon, I have a bunch of different styles and cuts of clothing. Let’s see what looks good on you, what you like, and get you dressed.”

Oma handed Seeon a small package first. He opened and looked at the collection of materials inside, unsure what they were.

“I noticed you tied your hair back with a piece of cloth. That was okay, but you need things that are yours. There are leather ties, metal ones, and some different cloth ones. That way you can tie your hair back and keep it out of your face.” Oma beamed at Seeon. “You don’t have to wear those very fancy designs you and your sister-in-law had when you first arrived. Most of us just go for comfort and ease.”

Seeon smiled as he realized how to use the gift that had been given to him.

“Seeon do you like wearing dresses?” Oma cocked her head to one side and carefully watched her brother-in-law.

Seeon sat very still. In his young life he had been dressed in silks as a young prince, in the robes and workout outfits of a priest, and finally in the dresses of a Ma’ Nee. He knew he was now a married Ma’ Nee but he still didn’t enjoy the dresses, even if he had been wearing them for the last few years.

“I didn’t think so. Here, take this and try it on.” Oma passed a large package to Seeon. “It has everything you need including boots.”

Seeon bowed his head and was too afraid to say anything. He had been taught that a Ma’ Nee was only to ever wear a dress, but he was no longer in his own country. The laws and rules he had been taught were evidently not the laws and rules here. He was first wife, not second. Maybe wearing pants would be okay here.

Seeon entered the bathroom and opened the box. Inside he found a complete outfit. He lifted out a pair of small shorts that he wouldn’t have known what to do with if he hadn’t seen his husband put them on first. He slide into them and then looked back into the box. There was a beautifully embroidered shirt with a high collar, similar to his dresses, done in a deep sea green. There was a matching pair of loose fitting pants and a pair of knee high boots done in some sort of soft leather. Also included in the box was a long dark green jacket that came to just below his knees. Seeon caught sight of himself in the mirror and couldn’t help but stare. This was a Seeon he had never seen before.

“Seeon? Can you come out?” Mika’s deep voice rumbled through the door and Seeon hurried to exit the bathroom.

“Oh. Mika, your husband is stunning.” Oma stood looking at Seeon.

“You look incredible, Seeon.” Mika walked over and hugged him.

“I look okay?” Seeon fingered the pants feeling he was doing something wrong.

“You look fantastic.” Oma walked over and kissed his cheek. “Enjoy your meal. I will talk to you tomorrow. Mika, make sure he eats something before your walk.”

Oma showed herself out as Mika walked over to the table that was now full of all sorts of food.

“I’m not sure what you would like to eat, but try some of these. Most of them are my favorites. Then we can go see the city.”

Seeon stood looking at the table and kept wondering how this came to be his life. It was like sometime during the night he had been reborn.

Seeon is now married and life is beginning again for him. Where this will go exactly isn't clear, but he has a few surprises left before the end. Comments are always welcome.

Thanks to Cazpedroso and Rustle for stepping in to become the beta and editor as this story is finished. Enjoy.
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