Love me hate me.

alright, well i don't own star wars, or really anything, i honestly don't own anything, anyways, i noticed a lack in stories for our silly commander, silly Fox you have the same name as another trooper in the 501st hah hah. well i thought i might as well. like i said i own nothing, not even Leana, who belongs to my friend. who we all call karma.

enjoy

Commander fox X Leana

The sounds of armored feet echoed the long ally on the floor of Coruscant, a pair belonging to a clone commander, who was going after a kidnapper, the man in question was a Trandoshan who was paid nicely for the safe return of a young slave girl. She struggled in his grasp, but she couldn't break free.

"Let her go," the commander ordered once the Trandoshan was cornered.

He gave the commander a toothy grin and held the girl up by the neck, she didn't cry it seemed like she had been through this before. She lifted her green eyes to meet the commanders, though she couldn't see them. She knew that they were like chocolate, sweet and warm, but right now, they must be filled with anger and fear. She looked down and mouthed the words 'forgive me,' before she pulled a detonator out of her pocket, finally tears began to form and roll down her soft cheeks, cheeks tattooed with the red stripes of her clan. She hoped that he wouldn't hate her for what she was about to do, but like she had told him before she was never going back. And she hit the button…

They call me karma, cause whatever happens to me you would get back tenfold.

Chapter 1: run fox run

"Commander Fox of the Coruscant guard, was fooled once, and is sadly placed on the lower levels of the city, protecting this blasted building, where I have to get through," a short kiffar girl said sitting back in her seat in her speeder, she had long dark blonde hair, and green eyes, red facial tattoos ran across her light skinned cheeks. She sighed as she pulled on the drawstrings of her hat, which seemed to fashion black bear ears, while the hat was white. She seemed to like that color combination, black and white. She was chewing on a toothpick, and decided that now would be a good time to get going. She parked on the corner of building, where she would have to be checked by the clone commander; she jumped out and pulled out her backpack, walking childishly to the check point.

"And where are you headed?" Fox asked as he saw a girl in odd clothing walking up to the check point.

"Oh, hi mister, I'm here to see my uncle, he works here," she beamed showing him her little tags.

"I see, well, everything checks out, have a nice day with your uncle ma'am," Fox smiled and waved her off.

She looked back at him, and smiled, "thank you sir, have a nice day," she beamed and skipped inside, over to the right side. After she was out of sight and hearing range, the childish expression on her face was replaced with a more serious look. And she unzipped her jacket pulling out a small device she used to hack into computers and such. She continued to chew on her toothpick until she got in.

"this is a drag," she huffed as she unplugged her device from the terminal, "I have a long ways to go," she puffed standing up and putting her hands in her pockets, there was something she had to get and she really hated going through so much trouble.

"Stupid Hutt, I better get something out of all this," she muttered as she made her way to a lift, she took out her data pad and made a mental note of where the item she is stealing was located. Standing in the lift she waited till she got to the top, and then walked out causally, she skipped all the way over to one of the offices that must have belonged to someone important for there were two guards standing on either side of the door. She walked up to them and put a piece of candy in her mouth. She looked up at them then at the door and pointed to the door.

"Anyone in there?" she asked.

They looked down at her with a question look on their faces. They looked at her then at each other. One of them put a hand on her shoulder.

"You shouldn't be here."

"I don't like being touched," she said coldly, then lifted her hands up to their faces knocking them out with knockout gas. She placed her hand on the cold metal, closing her eyes, and then punched in the number combination in the pad above her hand. With a smug smile across her face she walked in and looked around the large office. She whistled once then walked further in, running her fingers across the desk, and multiple items that were laying there. She didn't like how flashy it looked; no one should have a flashy office. She didn't even bother finding out whose office she was robbing, she just knew whoever it was, and she didn't like them. There was a small necklace laying on the desk, it was pretty so she pocketed it, then went through the cabinets, and such, she finally found what she was looking for, a small statue looking thing, it was pretty but it was worth a lot to her master, and she had to take it back, at least that's what she was told. She placed the statue into her backpack and ran out the door locking it, and then walked back to the life like nothing happened. She even kept her heart from beating too fast and giving herself away. When she got back to the front, she was smiling, she was almost there, just a few more feet and she would be in the clear, right? Fox smiled and waved her goodbye, when she waved at him. She skipped a few more steps before Fox told her to halt, he had been called and told of the situation, and those guards must have woken up.

She turned around, and then ran as fast as she could, seeing that he had lifted his blaster towards her. She ran down the busy streets running her hands along the walls, then turning a corner abruptly, heading down a dark ally, she climbed up the wall and waited. She could hear Fox and some of his men behind him. They went straight, while Fox went to check out the dark alley the girl ran through. He turned on the lights on his helmet and walked through cautiously looking around for the thief.

"All clear in this ally," one of Fox's men called in.

"Alright keep looking I'll meet up with you after I'm done here," Fox said back, then continued his search.

She lay flat on the roof and hoped that he would just leave, say nothing was here and continue his search, but as the day proved, she just wasn't that lucky, Fox had turned his head up, noticing that a fire escape ladder was still vibrating from being quickly used. He looked up; trying to calculate where she might have ran off to.

"You can't hide from me kid, might as well give up!" he yelled.

"I'm never going back," she hissed, then got up and ran, Fox noticed and quickly followed her.

She was free running across the buildings, and Fox was right on her tail. She turned and faced him. "You won't catch me," she smirked.

"No one gets away from me," he said proudly.

"Then let me be the first."

And with that she jumped again, Fox shot at her, but missed, and with a light sting of cursing, he followed her again. Their chase lasted till night fall, and Fox had to go back, he would have to continue his search for the little thief later. His men weren't all that high in spirits either, some of them taking up the night shift, and others finally being able to get some rest. This wasn't the first time someone got away, but it was the first time that they out ran them, and they weren't so happy about that, seeing as they were physically superior to normal humans. They even trained harder than normal troopers, so why couldn't they catch a little girl? In the corner of a fire escape near the corner where the girl had parked the speeder, she sat waiting, and cold. She finally felt like it was safe enough to get back to the speeder. She was so tired she didn't bother moving the vehicle from where she had parked it. She took off the backpack and rolled in up to the first seat on the left side of the back seats, and lay down, trying to get some sleep. Shivering, she pulled her knees closer to her chest and closed her eyes, trying to sleep.

It was about three hours into the night, Fox insisted on staying out a bit more, but his men insisted that he hit the sack and get some well-deserved sleep. He sighed, laughing a bit, and agreed, but he had to make one last round before he left, and as he made that round, he was pulled into attention as he heard a woman scream, he ran to a speeder, looking both ways he couldn't see anyone in need of assistance. About to turn and head back, he heard whimpering, and then sobs. He turned facing the orange speeder, with an open roof. Peering in he saw the girl he was chasing for almost the whole day. She was shivering, and she seemed to be having one heck of a nightmare. At first he was going to call in the others get them to arrest her, but she seemed in pain already, and Fox couldn't bring himself to arrest a kid. He lifted her head and pulled her backpack up and away from her head, slinging it onto his back, and then gently picked the girl up, wedding style; she shivered in his arms, and tried to get closer to him, seeing that he was far warmer than the seats of the speeder. She rested her head right below his shoulder, and turned her face towards him, snuggling up to him as best as she could. Fox chuckled silently to himself, and walked over to his private quarters.

He laid her down on his bed and placed her bag in the closet, he pulled a chair up, and after pulling the covers over her, and he sat down and fell asleep, refusing to take off the armor. Her shivering had stopped and she was warm, but this warmth made her wake up, she looked around and rubbed her eyes with her hands.

"alright Karma old girl where are you?" she asked then she spotted Fox, and her face went pale, she dug her hand into her pockets and wondered if he had taken the necklace from her, no, she looked for her backpack, and couldn't find it, she got up off the bed and looked at Fox, Karma couldn't tell if he was awake or asleep, but she wasn't willing to find out. She took a few steps to the door, but turned around. She walked back to Fox and waved her hand in front of his face, nothing, she wrinkled her nose and bit her bottom lip as she hooked her fingers under the helmet, holding her breath she lifted it off, and his head fell back as the room was suddenly filled with his snoring. She covered her mouth with one hand trying hard not to laugh. She placed the helmet on the floor and then looked at Fox with much interest, she tilted her head as she circled around him once, then biting her lip once more, she ran a smooth finger over his face, outlining his features, she was glad that she couldn't read the memories of living things, that would be cool, but also a huge drag. She was happy with her already weird skills. She touched his cheek, and watched as his eyes moved from side to side, giggling softly to herself, she ran her finger down the bridge of his nose, he wrinkled it, and swatted her hand away, but she moved quickly and he wasn't able to touch her. After he calmed down and was once again in deep sleep, she went back to what she was doing before. She looked at the small wrinkles on his forehead, shaking her head; he was what twelve years old? How sad to see someone go through this, she shook her head. And looked down his face, using her pinky finger she outlined his lips, he still didn't move, and she began to wonder if all clones slept so deeply, or if he was the rare few who would only be woken up by shouting orders. She pulled her lips into a tight 'O' shape and pressed her finger gently on his lips, they were moist, and soft, and if she was paying attention she would have noticed that Fox was awake. He grabbed onto her arms and sat up, wincing as she shrieked in shock.

"Well that was an interesting way to wake up," he smirked.

Karma glared at him and tried to pull away, but it was impossible, Fox was stronger than she was, and far larger.

"Alright kid, since your awake, care to tell me who you are, or do I have to go find your parents?"

"Good luck with that, I have no parents," she scoffed.

"Well then, I'll contact an orphanage."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm not an orphan either, you won't find me in your records," she stuck her tongue out at him.

He sighed, and stood up still holding her arms in his firm hands, "well, who are you kid?" she groaned and finally pulled away from him, she turned around so that he was facing her back, and she started undoing something underneath her top, Fox lifted an eyebrow in confusion, wondering what she could be doing and as she continued to mess with her top, he saw a long line of cloth falling down from her left side and then her long jacket fell to the floor, revealing her curves, she was wearing a shirt that cut off right below the breast it seemed. And was tight fitting, she turned around and placed her hands on her hips.

"I'm no kid," she said.

"No kidding…."

i sort of rushed into this in the first chapter, i realized that, but i didn't know how to drag it out, so left it as is, soooo ya, i had fun writing this, just hope the rest of it goes nicely