Eternal Blossom

Aiyana woke up the next morning with a groan. Brian had brought his duffle bag into her house after accompanying her on her delivery errand, and had made a few drawers in her dresser home to some of his clothes and personal affects. She was still impressed he’d fit so much into the duffle bag.

Rolling over, she snuggled up to Brian’s bare back and wrapped her arm around his waist, resolved to get a little more sleep. Brian didn’t move or make a noise when she cuddled up to him, so she figured that he was still asleep. Closing her eyes again, she placed a quick kiss to his Haner tattoo, and attempted to drift back off.

After a few minutes, all she had done was frustrate herself into giving up on sleep. Aggravated that he could sleep so well while she was wide awake, she rolled out of bed and stalked to the shower.

One steaming hot shower later, she stuck her head into the bedroom to check on Brian. He was still out cold, so she went to the dresser to find some underwear, and a pair of shorts for the day. They were going to be leaving for LA in a few hours, and she wanted to make sure that she would stay comfortable for the duration.

Pulling on a matching set in black lace, she slid into her favorite pair of shorts. Not sure what top to wear, she turned around to head for the closet, and saw Brian finally awake. His eyes were on her, and he quirked an eyebrow at her when their eyes met.

“I enjoyed the show. Why didn’t you wake me,” he said with a grin.

“I was pissed because you were sleeping like the fucking dead, and I couldn’t,” she said with a roll of her eyes before walking to her closet. As she walked to the closet, the lace rubbing across her skin immediately hurt, and she fought to hide the grimace because she didn’t want Brian to see it.

Brian laughed, not seeing the look on her face, and slid out of bed. Opening the dresser, he grabbed a pair of boxers. As he walked past her on his way to the shower, he pinched her ass.

“Cut your shit, Haner,” she warned playfully as she stared into her closet, rubbing the spot he’d just pinched.

Once she heard the shower running, she hastily removed her bra and panties, her eyes closing with relief once the offending items were removed. It was a textile day for her. Her Ehlers was acting up in the form of not agreeing with certain fabrics today. It felt like she was on fire anywhere that the lace was touching her.

She slid into a pair of less sexy underwear that wouldn’t cause the same burning sensation, and put her shorts back on. Grabbing a deep purple, flowing halter top, she slipped into it, and walked to the bathroom to start working on her damp hair.

As Brian climbed out of the shower, she passed him a towel. Picking up the blow dryer, she watched him dry off his body, and began blow drying her hair. She was glad that they were so comfortable around one another that her having one bathroom wasn’t a hindrance. They spent most of their time together at her house due to her Ehlers and the need for the waterbed.

“Honey, I really think you need a water bed,” she shouted over the sound of the blow dryer.

Brian laughed and shook his head. This had been an ongoing trend since he’d asked her why they barely stayed at his place. He understood completely once she told him, and he truthfully didn’t mind. Wherever she was, he was happy to be.

“I’m not buying a water bed with how much I travel, you crazy thing,” he smirked at her in the mirror as he secured the towel around his waist.

“Well then I need to remodel. I didn’t know what I was missing until that shower of yours,” she told him, thinking about his huge walk in shower with powerful overhead shower heads.

Brian rolled his eyes at her day dreaming about his shower and walked to the bedroom to get dressed so he could do his own hair. They worked well despite the limited space of her bathroom, and had gotten ready together several times, sharing the large mirror.


An hour later, Aiyana fisted her hands on her hips to stop herself from messing up his hair as he put the finishing touches on it. Her own hair was curled to perfection, and pinned up on the sides into victory rolls.

Exiting instead of messing with him, she made her way through the house gathering what they would need into a single bag for their overnight trip. Hopefully if this went well, he might be persuaded to go with her back to Oklahoma for her cousin’s wedding in a month.

Her text tone went off just as she zipped the bag shut.

From Rayne:
Can we ride with you? I miss your face.

Aiyana laughed, knowing that this was probably going to happen. Rayne hated driving in LA traffic, and would rather swim with jellyfish than navigate a car through the busy streets on her way to Yona’s house.

To Rayne:
Yes, but if you ask me one time if we’re there yet, I’m kicking your punk ass out, and you’ll have to walk.

From Rayne:
Fine. I don’t like it, but I’ll accept it. Are ya’ll staying the night at Papa Bear’s?

To Rayne:
Negative, Ghost Rider. We’re staying at a hotel. Could you imagine trying to drunk fuck while there?

From Rayne:
10-4 In that case, you best book us a room too….3 floors away from yours.

Brian walked in with his hair finished to a laughing Aiyana, and just shook his head.
He knew it had to be Rayne asking to ride with them, so he just left it alone.

“Feed me. I’m starving,” he whined as he wrapped his arms around her and looked over her shoulder at her phone screen. “Wait. Book a room? We aren’t staying at Yona’s?”

Aiyana looked over her shoulder at him and handed him her phone so he could read for himself before walking into the kitchen to find something to whip them up real quick. She heard Brian chuckle behind her, making her smile to herself.

Walking in while she was making them sandwiches, he stood to the side until she raised her hand for a high five she knew was coming. He slapped her palm with his own, giving her a ‘good game coach’ and then moved away to get them both drinks.

Brian boosted himself onto the counter before he spoke, “I vote 5 floors between us. Zack snores loud enough to wake the dead.”

Aiyana laughed and handed him his sandwich, “Rayne talks in her sleep, so we might need opposite ends of the building too.”


Two hours later the group pulled up at Yona’s home on the outskirts of LA. It was a large ranch style brick home that sat on a few acres. It was her second home, so Aiyana led the way into the home without even knocking.

“Daddy, I’m hooooooome,” she sang as she walked into his living room.

James stood from the couch and held his arms open. Aiyana didn’t disappoint, and jumped straight into his arms, hugging him tightly. Brian chuckled at her exuberance, and shook Yona’s hand as he entered from the kitchen.

Releasing James, Aiyana walked over to her father, hugging him just as warmly as she had James. Rayne was quick to follow suit, and jumped into James’ arms, causing him to grunt with the unexpected force.

“Damnit, Rayne,” he chuckled as he hugged her back, “I missed you, little one.”
Rayne released him from her clutches and stepped to the side so she could introduce Zack, her hand still on James’ shoulder. The guys shook hands as they were introduced, and Aiyana introduced Zack to her father once James and he had exchanged a few words.

“I’ve heard a lot about you, sir,” Zack said as he shook Yona’s hand.

“It’s all lies, if it isn’t that I’m the most amazing father she’s ever had,” Yona said with a wink in Rayne’s direction.

Everyone laughed except for Zack and Brian, who just stood there with puzzled expressions on their faces. Zack hadn’t had any discussions her biological father before, so now he was intrigued. He decided now probably wasn’t the time for the conversation, though, so he gave Yona a smile as he wrapped his arm around Rayne’s waist.

“Come on, sit down. The meat’s marinating. Ya’ll are early,” Yona said as he took off for the kitchen again.

The Avenged boys sat down with James, instantly discussing albums, writing styles, guitars, and other musician things while Rayne and Aiyana walked into the kitchen behind Yona, ready to be helpful.

Rayne looked at all the meat, and raised an eyebrow, “Are you feeding an army, Papa Bear?”

“Well, baby girl, we’ve got a shit ton of people showing up. Seems like you two coming home made a lot of people want to see you,” he chuckled as he pulled more seasonings out of the cabinet.

“Daddy, where are you hiding my venison jerky,” Aiyana whined, digging through his pantry for her favorite home made snack.

Yona laughed, and shook his head, “Oh Blossom, you and that damn jerky. I’ll give it to you, but you better share with Rayne. I’m not going to have you two running around the house fighting over it again.”

“Deal,” Aiyana and Rayne said in sync.

Yona walked over to the fridge and moved a box of cereal out of the way on top of the fridge before pulling down a large tub of venison jerky. He handed it to his daughter, and ushered her out of the kitchen.

Aiyana and Rayne scampered out of the kitchen victoriously, and sat in one of the large recliners together, the tub in their laps as they happily began to munch.

“How did you get his jerky already,” James exclaimed as he saw the girls cuddle up with the tub. “I asked him about it this morning and he told me to fuck off.”

“You can each have a piece, but we’re daddy’s girls. Of course we get special treatment,” Rayne laughed.

The boys got up and grabbed a piece before sitting back down. Brian bit into it, and his brows drew together as he chewed. Zacky took a bite, and smiled at the flavor.
James sighed happily and leaned back on the couch again with his large piece in hand.

“What kind of meat is this,” Brian asked, curious at the flavor. It was good, but it didn’t taste like normal beef jerky.

“Venison,” Aiyana grinned. “Daddy makes the best venison jerky in the world.”

“That’s deer meat, right,” Zack asked from his place beside Hetfield.

Aiyana nodded, her mouth full. Brian walked over to snag another piece, and got his hand slapped as he reached for the container by Rayne. He looked down at her, and tried again, only to have Aiyana slap his hand this time.

“They’re territorial over it. Be glad you got any. They’re usually fighting each other over it,” James laughed from the couch.

Brian, not one to back down from a challenge, bent over and whispered in Aiyana’s ear a promise for later if he could have another piece. Her eyes sparkled at his words, and she handed him a large piece.

“What the fuck, Princess,” James grumbled from his spot on the couch.

“Hey, he made a deal. And it was one I couldn’t refuse,” Aiyana laughed with a shrug
of her shoulders, her cheeks coloring lightly.

Rayne threw James another piece, and then held one up for Zack. “If you want another piece, I need a kiss.”

Zack gave her the required deep kiss, and snagged the jerky. As soon as he turned around both girls slid out of the chair and ran back to the kitchen to hide the tub again.
If they didn’t put it up, they knew they’d sit there and eat the whole thing.

Done with their snack, the girls began to help set things up for the party, making sure the speakers were outside, and the tables with booze were ready for when everyone showed up. The guys all sat in the living room talking, including Yona, who was relaxing for a minute before the arrivals began.

Notes

Just a little filler because someone wanted an update. ;)