Rey had known nothing else but her life on Jakku. As such, she was accustomed to the dry sand, the dessert heat, and the utter lack of art around her.

As she stood on the balcony of her room and looked out to the gorgeous view of Naboo, she hugged herself tenderly so that she could slowly get used to the cool air.

It was Leia's idea to land on Naboo. She knew that they couldn't keep running forever, exhausting resources, and tiring out those that was left of the resistance. It would have only served to aid the First Order's plan to find them and destroy what was left.

Rey heard stories of Naboo. Stories of art, bustling classical people, and the natural beauty that made the planet so inviting from those of distant lands. Nowadays, the lives on Naboo appeared as bleak as their surroundings.

Although, it was able to survive many dangers, The First Order's threat of tyranny frightened the beings and people. Even the loyal servants to the Naboo palace appeared afraid even through their genuine attempts to warmly welcome Princess Leia and The Resistance.

The palace itself, even though extremely elegant and extravagant looked as well felt like its' shine was feigning.

Rey sighed to herself as she thought of the one man who seemed to belonged on Naboo, but at the same time belonged in the deep darkness of the universe. Kylo Ren had begged for her to stay with him and rule the galaxy together.

His eyes held disparity; however, she couldn't take his hand. It did not mean she did not feel guilty from rejecting his offer. Even if Rey did not want to admit it to herself, she knew she and Kylo Ren shared a connection on Ach-To. She knew loneliness better than anyone, she knew of his loneliness, and she still rejected him.

Could she have added to his already growing list of reason to stay on the dark side? If he only knew how much she needed him to see the light, to see his future with her…

"Wishing you were home?" A familiar female voice said from behind her.

She turned around to find her leader Leia standing there with what seemed to be a folded dress in her hands.

Rey smiled lightly, "I didn't have anything on Jakku. I have a lot here."

Leia walked to her and held the folded dress out for Rey to take, "I was able to find a proper dress for you. Here my child"

Rey took the dress so she could drape it onto her arm after taking a look at it. She chuckled shortly, "General..perhaps I can wear my own clothing..befitting a scavenger..." She glanced down at her own hidden shame.

Leia held her hands to Rey's face, "My child, there is no difference between you and I... As far as this old soul is concerned, I would have been greatly fortunate to have had you as a daughter." The old Queen smiled motherly at her before excusing herself to give Rey some privacy to change.

The sun was setting; however, the candles in Rey's spacious room kept the room seeable. The Scavenger Girl let her hair fall from her three buns, letting it flow so it could end at her shoulders.

She sighed to herself as she started to strip off her clothes to put on the dress.

She had slid herself through the dress, and was about to pull the halter of the dress behind her neck to tie it when she felt a sudden pull from her surroundings.

There was a familiar presence that made her whip around as she clutched the upper parts of her dress to her bare chest.

The tall shadowy figure of Kylo Ren stood in be middle of the candle lit room. Although she couldn't see his surroundings, she could tell that it looked like he was getting undressed as well.

He had his dark pants on; however, she noticed that he only had a fitted black robe on him. He didn't bother to the tie the robe so the middle of his bare chest showed in the candle light.

Rey's face felt heated and flushed while she scrambled to find her words, "Th-this isn't a good time..."

She turned herself around, holding the upper parts of her dress tightly to her chest. Her naked back flashed at him, which only made him feel a slight tug at his natural manly urges.

He kept his composure.

"Go ahead." Kylo Ren said. "Finished what you were doing."

Rey's face blushed even more. She desperately wanted him to leave, but they both knew neither of them had control of when the force chooses to bring them to this mental bond.

Nevertheless, Rey resolved to pull up the dress entirely.

Kylo watched her bare back as she completely dressed herself. For reasons he couldn't explain, his heart pounded against his chest at the sight of her pale smooth skin.

Rey pulled the halter strings to her neck in attempt to tie them behind her neck. Unfortunately, her arms were still sore from the fight they had a few days ago.

She hissed quietly at herself as she struggled to lift her arms toward the back of her neck.

Kylo Ren watched her struggle with the halter part of her dress.

He appeared behind her. "May I?" He asked even though he did not bother to hear her answer. His hands inevitably brushed a little with her own hands when he took a hold of the straps to tie the halter.

She gasped silently to herself but she was sure he could hear it.

Her heart continued to beat rapidly as the blood rushes to her face.

Why wasn't she feeling rage towards him and what he had done to her and The Resistance? Perhaps, it was because she knew that she had done just as much damaged to him so therefore they were pretty much even in her opinion.

Adding to her guilt, she knew that deep down in the depths of her heart she wanted to see him these last few days. Her desire to share the bond again, to discover more of Kylo Ren and of Ben Solo.

Still.. Rey knew they could not be this close or comfortable. It was wrong to anyone's eyes.

Kylo fastened a bow with the thin silk straps of her halter dress. Before stepping back, he traced the back of his fingers along her spine until her smooth skin hid underneath her dress. "You're cold on this planet aren't you.."

Rey stiffened at his touch. Her skin felt like it was frozen and then melted all at the same time.

What was he doing…?

She could feel his breath at her shoulders, causing her to be at a loss of how to react to his sudden physical closeness.

"You look different." He said in an indifferent tone.

"You're right...". Rey replied lightly. She found herself leaving him to look in a full length mirror in the corner of the room.

He followed but stopped a foot behind her. She saw his reflection in the full length mirror along with her own.

The Scavenger Girl stared at herself first so that could admit to herself that his comment was accurate. She then glanced to him in the mirror, "I've never worn a dress before.."

Kylo Ren wanted to tell her that she looked lovely and quite stunning with her hair down to her shoulders and the silky silver fitting halter dress that complimented her already exquisite figure.

His desire to tell her all he was thinking was halted with the thoughts of her being his enemy.

He knew of this all too well, and yet he couldn't help but feel like he wanted to be in her presence.

His stare intimidated her. For the first time, she could not stare back defiantly.

Rey finally broke the silence "I can't tell what you're thinking...Are you trying to think of ways to murder me?"

"No" He replied. "That's not true"

Rey swallowed hard, "Then what is it…?"

"That you look befitting in that dress" Kylo Ren blatantly stated before continuing further, "But that doesn't make you any different than what you really are."

Rey's eyes slowly began to glisten with tears, she breathed brokenly before replying, "I saw a future of us in Harmony."

"I saw one too." He stalked smoothly to her, so he can stand behind her once more. "But...that is of no more. We've made our decisions..now we must lie in the graves we've dug for ourselves."

"K-Kylo.." Rey stammered. "Have you ever wondered why we are still connected like this..? Even with your master gone..? Why we suddenly appear to each other..?"

He lifted his hand to the top of her shoulder and softly trailed his fingertips along her skin as he answered, "Does it matter anymore to wonder why..?"

"Y-Yes..." She breathily answered. "K-Kylo... If we are to be enemies in your heart then at least find a way to sever this connection..I cannot go on having you appear in and out of my life like this..."

"Do you think I enjoy this..? Do you think that being around you like this is easy?" He questioned almost in a seductive tone. "We're enemies. I must find a way to defeat you...To destroy you.."

The connection she felt with him was unique, even she had realized that she never felt that way before.

"H-How could you say that..As if what we went through didn't mean anything to you at all... Kylo, don't lie to yourself.."

"What we went through?" He looked at her eyes in the mirror reflection, "It must have meant something of great importance to you when it means absolute squabble to me. You mean nothing to me."

Her tears began to well in her eyes but they dare not yet fell.

He leaned down to her ear and continue to whisper a lie, "You're as worthless and as nothing as your parents. You are scavenger trash from the worst planet of the galaxy. I am of royalty and now The Supreme Leader."

His words began to stung a bit even to himself; however, he needed her to believe that she was not effecting him.

His comment finally made her blood boil. Her guilty despair was now mixed with utter anger that made her snap around to slap him but the moment she did, their connection ceased and he was no longer there.

She felt dizzy from the lack of air. She began panting to herself as she found herself crying uncontrollably.

What's wrong with me...why am I so emotional toward that bastard...Why does his words hurt so much...I know what I am… I'm not like my parents. I'm someone… Somebody…

Rey kept on in her attempts to remind herself of her righteous strength and the honor that she processed.

But...

It wasn't working..

She sank to the floor while holding herself in order to silence her sobbing.

The thought of her parents abandoning her because they deemed her as "nothing" hurt as much as his words did. The fact that he had to bring them into the conversation was overwhelming.

He now saw her as nothing as well..

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Kylo Ren sat himself down at the foot of his bed when he lost connection with Ren and stared blankly into the air.

He sighed as he thought to himself of the inner conflict he was fighting.

It was clear to both him and Rey that they indeed have some form of connection with the force and also within each other.

The incredible urge of wanting her presence, as well as his lust for her was increasing at every moment.

Her choice in rejecting his offer cemented the decision to become mortal enemies; nevertheless, he couldn't stop thinking of her.

She appeared so genuine and so convinced of the good in him. This was something that not even Luke Skywalker saw in him.

Kylo heatedly stood up from his position, and walked to his wide viewing window so that he could look out into the stars.

He knew that no matter how he felt, he had to destroy her.

The Supreme Leader knew exactly that he also needed to crush her heart and any hope she saw in him. Even as of now, he felt her hope in him through The Force.

She was his major distraction.

She was right...We have to find a way to break this connection...Even as of now I can feel her like we are almost one...

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