I've returned with yet another songfic. There will be plenty from me, you can count on that. This one if for the song "Something About Us" by Daft Punk. Atton/Exile pairing. I named my exile Maya Zilar, so if that name comes up and you shouldn't be asking "who is this flusie stealing Atton from the Exile?"

Disclaimer: The most vauleable thing I own is my shoes, aka not Star Wars.

Atton sat at his usual seat in the cockpit. The Ebon Hawk was drifting smoothly through hyperspace while everyone was resting. Everyone but Atton. Here he sat, staring at the holodisc, trying to decide if it would really be a good idea to give it the Exile.

Come on man, it's not like it's a video of you giving her a strip tease. Just give it to her.

Yeah it's not, but on the other hand it's a pretty personal message. What if someone finds it? Like that suck up, Mical.

You really think she would leave something like this just laying out for anyone to see?

.. I don't know, maybe. Why am I even talking to myself. See we..I mean I need to sleep. A clear mind, well as clear as my mind can be, will help with I actually give this to her.

So Atton set the holodisc on the control panel in front of him, leaned back and soon fell asleep. Maya on the other hand couldn't sleep. Even after running around Nar Shadda for so long, ready to finally take a break, she couldn't. Not to mention Kreia's bantha snoring was keeping her up. (How Mira and Visas could sleep through that, she'll never know) Trying to play pazaak in her mind wasn't helping either. Pazaak. Atton.

Hmm, I wonder if he's still awake. Only one way to find out. Well in my case only one way.

Maya slowly slipped out of her bed. Making sure not to keep her steps light. Once at the door, she quickly darted out of the room and began her walk down to the cockpit.

"Atton. Ohhhhh Atton."

"Why no officer, I didn't call your wife a schutta."

The Exile lightly chuckled. Atton was so cute when he slept.

No! He's not, stop thinking like that.

Before she turned to leave, she noticed something odd of the control panel. A holodisc? Maybe, but why would it be there? Maya moved closer to it. Atton flopped over, now facing her. Maya inched slowly and, when in reach, snatched the holodisc. She then backed away from Atton, towards the co-pilot's seat, and played the holodisc. (It did say "To: Maya" so it's not like she was completely in someone else's business.) Music began, slow at first but then a beat kicked in. And soon, a voice. Male, familiar, Atton.

It might not be the right time
I might not be the right one
But there's something about us I want to say
Cause there's something between us anyway

His face appeared on the holodisc, in an eerie blue glow. Eerie, but beautiful. Maya couldn't take her eyes away.

I might not be the right one
It might not be the right time
But there's something about us I've got to do
Some kind of secret I will share with you

It seemed she was paying to much attention to her gift to notice Atton stirring. He slowly opened his eyes, ready to yell at whoever was making the noise that woke him up, only to find the Exile.

I need you more than anything in my life
I want you more than anything in my life
I'll miss you more than anyone in my life
I love you more than anyone in my life

She stood there, teary eyed, as the music began to fade away. Still oblivious to Atton, who was now making his way towards her. When it finally ended, the Exile snapped back to reality. Face to face with a certain scoundrel.

"Oh," Maya muttered, " I see you're awake."

"Yeah..I see you found your gift. Didn't like it, did you?"

"No, no I liked it. Loved it really. Do you..do you really feel that way?"

"Of course. I wouldn't lie to you. I don't even think I can." Atton chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. Maya smiled and closed the gap between the two by wrapping her arms around him, burring her face into his chest. Slightly shocked, Atton's arms eventually found their way around Maya's waist.

" I love you too."

Before he could reply, the door to the cockpit slid open. Sending a burst of harsh light into the small room.

Muahahahaha! I should be asleep (it's 1 am but I had to write this or explode), or working on my science project but instead I've taken time out of my boring Spring Break to torture anyone who will bother to read my story with extreme suspense. Wow. Is that a run-on sentence or what? Well there will be an another chapter soon. Got a couple more days of spring break, so I should be able to do something productive.

Until next time readers, chocolate bear out!