A/N: Hooray, new story (sort of)! (punches air with fist in victory before realizing how stupid it looks) It's technically a sequel to my other fic called Doors, but I think it could stand alone. Unfortunately, for those of you who liked Doors for its humor, TIE has only one funny chapter (chapter two). But it's a pretty good one and it's my favorite because it still makes me laugh even though I wrote it and it was a while back. Sorry if you're disappointed…Leaving the love of your life to head into the Unknown Regions and fight scaryful Sith just doesn't seem like something you can poke fun at…Y'know, if you have a soul. ;)

I would've posted this closer to when finished up Doors, but I've been having some trouble with chapter three, debating between two endings, but I think I've got it now. I may just write the alternate ending separately just so my mind will stop writing it in my brain when I'm trying to write the other version. XD Idk about posting it...

Oh, but I do have an excuse for once in my life: I'm taking a super boring computer course this summer so I may not be able to update as quickly as usual. But if I wait until it's over it'll be like… late July? I'm not sure. But I'll try to update like… every week…? (hesitant smile)

Ha, well, I've rambled on for far too long, so enjoy. :D

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything! How sad…(searches for pic I drew of Atton for comfort)

Take it Easy (Love Nothing)

Chapter One: Lua

"You okay?"

Silently, Ryn nodded and continued walking.

Atton frowned as he saw her shiver; it was getting colder on Nar Shadaa. Without any hesitation, he pulled off his tough ribbed jacket and placed it on her small shoulders. In that moment of contact, they felt so tiny, so fragile. It worried the pilot like a pack of mynocks in the engine room. "Sorry, hun, but we don't have a swoop bike like we used to. We'll just have to walk."

"It's alright," she replied softly before her eyes faded away to memories yet again. The dark orbs he'd fallen in love with were cloudy and distant, not sparkling and intelligent like they used to be. The couple continued to walk until they reached the apartment they had rented until Ryn felt up to going to Dantooine. Bao, Mira, Mical, and Visas had called about a month ago; they had been asked to come to the Academy to help. He had planned for the two of them to celebrate today as their last day (and night) together on the smuggler's moon before going to live in a chaste place like the Jedi Enclave. But ever since that call, Ryn had been silent.

Atton opened the door for her and she glided in like a ghost, not saying a word. The ex-smuggler sighed. She was lost. Ever since Malachor V, Ryn was a shadow of a person and it was killing him. Gently, he steered her to the couch and sat her down with him. She said nothing; she just continued to stare into space.

He took her face in his hands and tenderly placed a kiss on her lips. As he felt the weight of her heart, he tried to kiss away the pain, but it didn't help. After realizing for the umpteenth time that there was nothing he could to do help, he broke away.

"Why, Atton?" she whispered suddenly.

He blinked. It was rare she would speak other than when necessary. "What do you mean?"

"Why are you still here?"

The words hit him like a blow. Did she want him gone? Her so-far loyal apprentice was, after all, a deserter by nature. He would go if it would make her feel better, but he'd also promised her to stay no matter what. "Would you like me to leave?" he asked quietly, his throat tight.

"No. I'm just… confused."

Atton took the opportunity to take a look at the Jedi he'd fallen for. She'd lost a lot of weight; he wondered if she even ate at all anymore. There were dark circles under her eyes and she would often toss and turn in their bed. He would try and soothe her as best as he could, but nothing seemed to work.

"I think…" he finally replied, "that it's because, on a smaller scale… I've gone through the same thing."

"You killed a planet?" she snapped.

Taken aback by her sudden anger towards him, he quickly spoke, "Alright, a much smaller scale. But I've felt guilty too, Ryn. And for a while it was killing me, eating me up inside. Then you came along and saved me. I guess I just want to return the favor."

"Oh."

She's not going to get any sleep tonight, he thought to himself. Reaching into his pocket, he found a flask that he kept on him just in case. "Here," he offered her. "You look like you could use a drink."

She wordlessly accepted and took a large swig. The effect was almost immediate. "You drugged me, you bastard…" she murmured sleepily as she nestled into his arms.

"Promise me you'll get better, Ryn," he whispered to her. "I need you back." She shakily ran her fingers over his face, stifling a yawn as she did so. There was no logical reason for him to keep trying. It wasn't as if she would respond; but he had to keep going. It certainly wasn't a recommendable life, but it was theirs and they had to live it.

"I love you, Atton," she replied. She gave him a small kiss on the cheek before she returned to her sleeping position.

Atton smiled. That was all he needed; she would get better, and he knew it.

A/N: I've never done an ending note before. Well, thanks for reading and I forgot to give a big thanks to everyone who reviewed Doors! Lilliwyn, almostinsane, AdylinJ, BananaLollipop7, and bmjewell, you guys are too awesome! Especially the first three for multiple reviews. And Lilliwyn for the messages, those are cool to get :D Gracias to all; it makes me happyful to get reviews :)