Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or these characters.

This fic was inspired bya scene from the movie The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (which is a great movie by the way). It got me thinking about writing a more realistic "first time" story than most. Be warned, this first chapter is a strong PG-13. This will end up being a short story- only 5 to 10 posts. It's J/Z and will be kind of angsty, but I hope everyone enjoys it. Without further ado...

Too Young

Part 1-The Mistake

It was our graduation night. We were finally leaving the Jedi Academy on Yavin Four to pursue bigger and greater things. I was going off with my aunt Mara to be her new apprentice, and my twin brother Jacen was going back home to Coruscaunt, to train under our uncle Luke. Our future was looking bright, like a glowing ember burning in the mass of the great fire of life. Nothing could stop me.

That evening Uncle Luke was hosting a grand reception for all of us young Jedi Knights who had passed our trials and were ready to move on as apprentices. There was plenty of food and fun to keep the parents and the students entertained, but my mind was somewhere else.

Glancing across the room, my eyes locked with his. He smiled just a bit to let me know he saw me and then he began to slowly make his way towards me. Zekk. My handsome, funny, rebellious boyfriend. Tonight was our night.

Once he made his way over to the small circle of people I was standing with, he leaned down and gave me a sweet kiss on the top of my head, slipping his hand down to rest at the small of my back. I could see my father eyeing him from his place between myself and my mother. It's not that my dad didn't like Zekk, he just wasn't completely sure if he could trust him with his baby girl. Zekk was two years older than me, making him eighteen, and just a short year before had been the Shadow Academy's Darkest Knight.

That had been a difficult time for Zekk, but he had overcome his inner turmoil and came back to the light. I'm convinced that the day I saw him resting in a bunk here on Yavin Four after he led the attack on the academy was the day I fell in love with him. I was only fifteen at the time, but even at that young age I could see that he truly was a remarkable man. He fell to the Dark because he didn't feel like he was good enough for anything else, but he came back for me. He could have killed me on that fateful day, but he didn't. I think that was because he realized then that he loved me too.

I was swiftly brought back to the present when I heard someone say my name. Looking up I saw my uncle Luke Skywalker, hands clasping Jacen's shoulders and a big grin on his face. "You must be pretty excited, Jaina. Leaving tomorrow to go off with Mara. I sure wish I had a chance to spend some quality time with my wife right now."

"Farmboy, we have years of quality time left to spend. Can't I have just a few months alone with my favorite niece," Mara said from the place where she had walker up to, slightly behind Jaina.

"Aunt Mara, I'm your only niece," I could hear myself saying, a big grin on my face. I really was excited about going off with her. Mara and I always had a good time together and I couldn't think of a better person to be my master.

"What about you, Zekk? Are you excited about your next move?" Mara asked the young man whose arm was wrapped around my waist.

"Yes Ms. Skywalker, I'm looking forward to what the future brings me," he answered politely and slightly nervously. We were both looking forward to what the immediate future would bring us. "But I am going to miss not having Jaina around all of the time to keep me in line."

I blushed a bit at his comment as the others around us laughed. I was going to miss all of this; the camaraderie and friendships we had built in our years here at the academy.

"You two will just have to make the most of your last night together then," Uncle Luke said with a grin. He meant it in a harmless way, but both Zekk's and my face flushed of all color. Did he know what we had planned?

I felt a slight pressure coming from Zekk's hand on my back. He was letting me know that everything was okay; no one knew about what was going to happen later that night. "On that note, I think I might just steal Miss Solo away for a few moments. Jaina, would you like to dance?"

I smiled up at him; he could always make everything better. "Of course. If you all would excuse us." We received a few nods from the group before Zekk and I stepped onto the dance floor hand in hand. "I hope they don't suspect anything. It could ruin tonight."

"Everything is fine, Jaina. Your uncle was just making a joke. But if you don't want to, then we don't have to go through with it."

My brown eyes flashed up to his emerald ones. "No. I want to, really. I'm just a little nervous."

Zekk brought his hand to my chin and tilted my face upwards. "It's okay. I'm nervous too." He leaned down and brushed his lips against mine. "You know I love you, right?"

I smiled against him. "Yeah, I know." Stepping away from Zekk, I gave him a big smile before I walked away. It was time.

I walked back to the circle of my family and friends near the food table. They were laughing at some corny joke or another that my brother had just told and didn't even notice my arrival. Taking hold of my mother's arm, I said, "I'm going to head on back to my room now. I still have a lot of packing to do."

"Are you sure honey? I could help you pack up later."

"Thanks mom, but it's okay. I want to get to bed early tonight anyway."

"Well then, have a good night princess," my father said before he hugged me and gave me a kiss on the head. "We're very proud of you and your brother."

"Night Dad," I said before turning back around and heading for the exit.

By the time I had reached the student quarters my pace had quickened. I passed by my bedroom and headed down the hall to Zekk's. We had decided that it would be smarter to do it in his room because I had an adjoining room with Jacen. We didn't want any surprise entrances tonight.

As I reached Zekk's room, my hand faltered slightly before reaching for the door panel. Why was I so nervous? We had discussed this for weeks now and decided that tonight would be best. It would probably be our last chance for awhile.

Gathering up my courage I entered the room. Glancing around, I took in the familiar setting. It was sparsely furnished, with only a small desk on the left wall and a bed and chest on the right. Scattered around the room were a few loose nick nacks and spare parts, very similar to what you might find in my quarters.

"So, you were able to escape."

I jumped at the sound of his deep voice behind me. I could hear the door shutting behind us and the lock clicking. I could feel him wrap his arms around my waist; kissing my neck. Trembling slightly, I brought my hand up to brush his arm and turned into him. He kissed me, slowly at first and then he deepened it, running his tongue over my lips. I nearly fainted from the sensations he created with his kiss.

All to soon Zekk backed away, putting a few inches in between the two of us. "Jay," he said softly, "are you sure about this? I only want it if you do."

I nodded my head; it was all I could manage to do since for whatever reason words were evading me. "Zekk," I cried softly before crushing my lips against his.

He brought his hands back up and slowly unbuttoned my flight suit. Underneath it I had intentionally worn the only semi-sexy underclothes I had- a matching black lace bra and undie set. I had felt silly putting it on this morning, but now from the look on his face I could tell that he liked it a lot.

Still mustering up every last bit of courage I had left, I began to unbutton the front of his shirt. I was having a little bit of trouble because of my shaking fingers so he helped me to undo the rest.

Before I even really knew what was happening, the two of us were standing there, scantily clad and shaking in each others arms. I realized then that he was just as scared and uncertain as I was.

Deciding that he needed to make the first move, Zekk scooped me up into his arms and carried me over to his bed where he dropped me non-too gently.

"Uumph," escaped my lips as I hit the firm mattress beneath me.

"Sorry," he said, a look of embarrassment crossing his face.

"It's okay," I replied while scooting over so that he would have a place to sit down. Taking his hand in mine, I leaned over to kiss him but at the same time he was leaning up and we bumped heads. "Ouch," we said at the same time.

A small laugh escaped Zekk's throat. "I'm afraid tonight might be a bit of a bumbly affair."

"Yeah," I said. At least my nerves were calming down some. Well, they were starting to calm down until he ran his hands up my sides and reached behind me to unclasp my bra.

I closed my eyes as he removed the thin material, and I could feel my face turning pink. Slowly peeling one eye open to gauge his reaction, I noticed that he looked just as red and embarrassed as me.

"Um, have I ever told you that you're really beautiful Jaina?"

That kind of surprised me. I actually couldn't recall a time when he had ever said those words, and the fact that he had chosen to for the first time now while I sat half naked before him made me feel kind of strange.

He must have felt my discomfort because he added, "Well, you are. You are the most beautiful girl I know."

Girl. That word sat kind of oddly with me. I was sixteen years old. Did that still leave me a girl, or was I a woman? I wasn't quite sure, but I decided that I must be somewhere in between. But Zekk was definitely a man. I had seen my two scrawny brothers with their shirts off before and neither one of them looked anything like Zekk. His muscles were large and hard and ominous looking.

"You okay?" he asked, concern filling his eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said quickly. Am I fine?

Nodding his head, Zekk continued. Before I knew it, we were both lying beneath the thin sheet on his bed, all of our underclothes scattered on the floor. I had kept my gaze focused on a small dent in the wall the entire time we undressed. Zekk's eyes didn't once leave my figure.

Brushing the hair out of my eyes, Zekk leaned down and kissed me gently. A little uncertain of what he expected me to do, I let him guide me. Soon he was lying down on top of me, crushing my small body with his large one.

I was just beginning to get used to the feel of his weight against me when a jolt of pain shot through my body. It must have been evident on my face because Zekk immediately stopped and asked if I was all right.

Nodding an affirmative, I closed my eyes. He continued in deeper and this time I cried out, tears escaping my closed lids. No one had said it would hurt like this. Zekk stopped once more and brushed away my tears. He asked if I wanted to leave, but I slowly shook my head no. He had been looking forward to tonight so much and I wasn't going to take that away from him.

Over the next several minutes we slowly and sloppily did what so many refer to as making love. While I knew that I loved Zekk, I didn't understand the reference when it came to this act. Yes, it brought us closer together physically, but emotionally it was like I could feel us slowly slipping further apart.

I could hear Zekk crying out, and I felt him collapse atop of me, but it was like I was somewhere else, watching myself lose my innocence. As we laid there together, sweaty and gross in the aftermath of the deed, a thought occurred to me. I was sixteen, and while that was old enough to feel love and to bask in its radiance, maybe I was still too young for this act which was supposed to bring people together in the most perfect way.

So...what do you think? Like I said before there will only be a couple of posts for this fic but I would still like to get plenty of feedback. (Constructive criticism is always welcome, but no flames please).