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Title:  Sugar In the Morning
Author: OdoGoddess (odogoddess@odospadd.com)
Website:  soon to be at www.odogoddess.com
Rating: PG
Pairing: O/K
Ep/Spoilers: none, sometime after "His Way"
Archiving: please ask, thanks
Linking: same as archiving
Summary:  Kira wakes up to Odo's sweet nothings.
A/N:  with thanks to my beloved Ce (and the 
      McGuire Sisters!) for the title ;-)

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DISCLAIMER: This non-profit material was produced 
out of love for Star Trek: Deep Space Nine and is 
not intended to infringe upon Viacom, Paramount 
Pictures Corp., Pocket Books, nor any other holders 
of Star Trek copyrights, in this or any other universe...

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Sugar In the Morning
by (-|-)* Judith (odogoddess@odospadd.com)


"Do you know how pretty you are?"

Odo's voice was pitched low and he spoke gently, but Kira
heard him nonetheless, smiling as she roused from sleep.

"You are very, very pretty."

Kira tried unsuccessfully to pry open an extremely
uncooperative eye. It had been a very late night and she
felt as if she'd barely had any sleep.

She couldn't even lift her head up and gave up the attempt,
hoping he could see she was waking.

"Oh, yes," Odo practically purred.

Kira sighed contentedly, smiling, eyes still closed. She
could listen to that particular tone of voice all night.
Sometimes she *had*...

"And cuddly. Did you know you were cuddly?"

Her smile widened, feeling very content and dozy.

"And so cute. Do you know how cute you are?"

Kira's smile grew radiant as she nodded and made a
stronger effort to open her bleary eyes. She tried
to swallow past a dry tongue and began to work her jaw.
This elicited a yawn, which made her jaw crack and
caused her to wince.

__Getting older, Nerys. Better start working out more.
Maybe running that massage program Dax goes on about.__

"Easy now. There's no need to rush."

Kira rubbed at her jaw and managed to peel one eye open.
Which promptly shuttered before she got a glimpse of 
anything aside from her pillow. She sighed again.

"It's okay. We've got *all* morning*."

Kira smiled again, relaxing. Trust Odo to remind her they
could stay in bed all day if they wanted. She felt a wave 
of warmth and affection. He made her feel so loved.

"Are you hungry? Did you eat enough last night?"

She shook her head to the first and nodded at the second,
thinking of the large dinner she'd had at the new restaurant
on the Upper Promenade. Something Julian had said was
Italian food. Something called a pizza. Strange round, flat 
human food. She'd only ordered and eaten one, but still it 
made her feel as if she eaten an entire Algorian mammoth.

"How about something to drink then?"

She shook her head again, grateful for such a solicitous
lover, and finally managed to open her eyes.

She looked over to her beloved... who was faced away from
her on the bed, one long arm reaching over to the bedside 
table where something moved.

She frowned, blinked and focused on... a tribble. A
particularly fuzzy white and brown tribble about the size
of her fist. It was next to a small pile of what she
recognized as a handful of Cardassian groats. It didn't
seem to be eating, merely nuzzling at the food dispiritedly,
apparently full.

"Not thirsty?" Odo murmured, stroking it gently with a
single finger.

The tribble wriggled a little and seemed to stretch to try
to press against his hand. The constable smiled and began 
to lovingly carress the happy creature that began to trill 
its contentment loud enough for Kira Nerys to hear it across 
the bed. It apparently did not want food, but some attention.

"Who's my little precious one, eh?" Odo said soothingly.

Kira smiled at his tone, swallowed a little to clear her
throat.

"Should I be jealous?" she managed to ask in a
sleep-roughened voice.

Odo swiftly turned and smiled at her.

"Nerys? I thought you'd sleep until afternoon."

She shook her head, still amused, and indicated the tribble
with her chin.

"Where'd that come from? I thought all the tribbles had
been removed from the station?"

"They were except for those that Bashir kept to study.
This is one of them. He marked them." Odo gently lifted
a bit of the tribble's furr where she could see something
shiny, a small metal tag, that stuck out from it's skin.
"See?"

She nodded and he continued, still petting the animal,
"After I reformed this morning I heard an odd noise in the
vent shaft and went to look. And it was all alone in there,
warbling piteously."

His voice changed to a softer higher pitch. "Weren't you,
little one? Did you escape from the cold Infirmary with
all those nasty bright lights?"

Kira smiled at his tone of voice and then remembered,
"Didn't Julian sterilize them, too?"

"Yes. At least, I recall him saying he was going to."
Odo gently scratched the tribble's back and it purred
loudly. "If he hadn't, the station would have been
overrun by now."

The colonel relaxed, laying her head back on the pillow.
She watched her lover communing with the tiny animal.

Not that it needed saying, but she felt the need to fill
the silence punctuated only with cooing, trilling noises.

"So you rescued it." It wasn't a question.

Odo looked back to her.

"Well, I couldn't leave it alone in there. It's probably
been wandering the station, looking for its friends,
wondering where they went to." Odo turned back to the
tribble and began to stroke it again. "Weren't you little
fellow? All alone. Poor little thing."

Kira arched both brows at this, bemused.

"Did you tell Julian you found it?"

"Well, no. Not yet. It's still very early. I... didn't
want to wake anyone."

Odo's voice dropped again into a soft, soothing tone as he
picked up the little animal and held it to his chest.

"We wouldn't want that, now would we?"

The colonel nodded, watching the pair. The tenderness in
Odo's expression and the gentleness of his hands as they
stroked the soft fur made her smile.

"I guess that answers that question."

"What?"

She looked over at Odo who was looking at her
questioningly.

"I asked if I should be jealous." She smiled so he would
understand she was being facetious.

"Jealous? Of a tribble?"

She arched a brow rather pointedly and he looked down to
the soft, spotted creature which, despite having no visible
eyes, seemed to feel his gaze and began to trill a bit
louder. She smiled as she noticed his expression grew
softer as he simply watched it and eventually gave in to
the impulse to gently stroke its soft fur.

After a moment he seemed to come back to himself, and he
turned back to see her smiling.

"There's... just something about them," Odo admitted.
"I don't know. They seem to ... radiate love."

"Well, that's okay, sweetheart. So long as you remember
it's not the only thing one around here that loves you."

"Nerys..."

She was surprised at his expression, which was stunned
and almost disbelieving, and thought back over what she'd
said.

__I said I loved him.__


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Sugar In the Morning, pt. 2
by (-|-)* Judith (odogoddess@odospadd.com)


__I said I *loved* him.__

Kira suddenly realized it was the first time she'd ever
spoken the words, despite the many months they'd been
together.

__But surely...__

"I... I thought you knew," she whispered.

Odo spoke a bit hesitantly. "I... I didn't figure you
hated me. But I didn't know how much you cared."

She reached out and put her hand on his chest, beside the
tribble. "I love you, Odo. I should have said so sooner."

"Nerys..."

His gratified gaze met her own and he carefully put the
tribble down on his lap, before leaning over and kissing
her.

She responded with ardor and as their kiss grew deeper and
more fervent, the tribble filled the room with the sound of
very contented cooing.


...


Some hours later, Odo and Kira were contentedly wrapped up
in each other, smiling as they watched the tribble scuttle
back and forth between them, when the comm panel chime
disturbed the room's peace.

"Bashir to Odo."

"Odo here."

"Constable, one of my laboratory animals seems to be
missing.  I checked the tag signal and it appears the animal 
is in your quarters. Have you seen a tribble?"

"Yes, doctor. We found it."

"Oh. Well... could you bring it back to the Infirmary when
you have a moment?"

"Very well. Odo out."

Kira could not mistake the grumpy tone in her partner's
voice.

"What's the matter, sweetheart?"

He looked at the small animal and sighed. "Seems... unfair
somehow, to have to return it to the laboratory."

"Well, it does belong to Julian. But... maybe he'd let you
have one if you asked him?"

To her surprise, Odo seemed a bit taken aback by this
suggestion.

"Me? Keep a... a pet? No, I don't think so."

"Why not?"

"I was in a cage for most of my early years. I won't
imprison another creature simply for my own entertainment."

His tone was adamant and his expression fierce. Kira felt
bad for having brought up painful memories.

"I'm sorry, Odo."

Her quiet tone made him look to her and he sighed.

"I didn't mean to destroy the mood."

"You didn't. I just didn't know you felt so strongly
about not keeping pets."

"I won't stop someone else from having any, but... for me,
it's wrong." He sighed. "I was glad to find this little
fellow. And pleased for the time I was able to spend
with it. But I don't want to keep it so it's beholden to
me for its food and water and liberty. I just... I just
feel it's wrong."

"All right.

Nothing was said for a long moment, and they watched the
little creature trundle along the bedclothes, making
small chirruping sounds. Occasionally, Odo would reach
a long finger out and stroke its back. Kira sighed.

"Well, I suppose we'd better get this little guy back
to where he belongs."

"How can you tell it's a male?"

"I can't. Just an expression, Odo. I don't think it
matters."

"Oh."

They both got up and the Colonel began to dress.

Soon the trio was in the Infirmary, where the Doctor
smiled upon sight of the little creature.

"There you are, you little rascal. How did you get
free, eh?"

Kira watched as Odo reluctantly handed back the
small creature.

"Well, thank you both very much. I appreciate it,"
Julian said, turning to take the tribble back to the
lab.

"Julian!"

He turned at Kira's call. "Yes, Colonel?"

She smiled, looking over briefly at Odo. "Julian, do
you think it would be all right for Odo to... oh, I don't
know... *visit* with the tribbles from time to time?"

The doctor was non-plussed. "Er... well... I suppose.
I don't see why not. I'm not conducting any real
experiments with them so it wouldn't affect anything
adversely. I'm just studying their metabolism. It's
really quite fascinating."

"Then it's settled." Kira smiled at the constable.
"That is, if it's okay with you, Odo."

His eyes expressed what his facial features could not
as he nodded, and his expression was deeply gratified.
"I think I'd like that very much."

"Good," Bashir said. "If you'd like then, Constable,
to follow me - I'll show you where they're kept."

Odo looked from Bashir to Kira and she nodded. "Go
on, sweetheart. I'll see you after shift."

To her surprise and Julian's amusement, Odo gazed at her
for a moment, then leaned over and gave her a quick, but
heartfelt kiss.

"*Thank you*, Nerys."

Then he followed the doctor and the tribble into the other
room, leaving a smiling Colonel watching them go.


~ FINIS ~

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On RAFL (Rene's fan mailing list) Chris wrote:  
"Hmmm ... the image of Odo cuddling a tribble 
certainly makes *me* feel warm and fuzzy ..."

This was born as a result.  I hope you enjoyed it.  I send 
Happy Easter weekend wishes to all who celebrate and a very
happy spring weekend to all who don't.  


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