A/N: I tried to post this on KFM but I think it was too short or something. -sad face- Oh well, that just means you get to read it here. -happy face- So anyway, this is an AttonExile fic. Rated T for innuendo. I attempted to be humorous, but this was written after my Spanish final exam so I was a bit tired. And still thinking in Spanish. So, sorry if it's not very good. I tried to edit it, but if there are any mistakes, I apologize. Also, there is a slight CanderousBastila reference in there, so if you don't like the pairing, I'm sorry. You can just look over it as if it's not there, because it's very small anyway.
Disclaimer: I don't own. I don't own, at all. As sad as it is to admit, I am only a teenage girl. Okay? Now...read!
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The Ebon Hawk cockpit door was closed, locked tight. Nobody had seen either Atton or the Exile all day. Any time someone knocked on the door, Atton would grunt a low and distracted "Go away." Both had their thoughts blocked, much to Kreia's annoyance. The sound of talking, which usually was audible even through the thick durasteel door, was absent. Every once and a while, a sigh or groan could be heard.
Given the signs, anybody could make a guess as to what was going on in there. Mical was frantic. What was that dirty scoundrel doing to Ada? Kreia was pissed. She assumed that whatever was going on in there was not imperative to their mission, and was therefore unimportant and unnecessary. She strongly disapproved of any kind of companionship with Atton. Visas wasn't particularly perturbed by it. To her, the chemistry between the man and Ada was obvious right from the start. Other than that, she had nothing to say on the matter. Mandalore didn't particularly care, though it amused him how the blond Disciple was worrying. Though Ada was very attractive, and a fierce fighter that could best many of the toughest Mandalorian warriors, he was already committed to a woman whom he loved. Despite Bastila Shan's arrogant, self-righteous Jedi nature, he was very much in love with her. Mira found it hilarious that Atton had finally gotten himself locked in a room with Ada. All that time the man spent pining after the Exile, and now hopefully he'd stop pathetically trying to hide his attraction for her. Bao-Dur just sat back with the droids, silently hoping that this new relationship would not end with the General hurt in any way.
As for Atton himself, he finally had Ada right where he wanted her; and Ada was happy where she was as well. They both wanted desperately to know what the other was thinking, and if she had wanted to Ada probably could have easily invaded his mind. To Atton, it appeared that he had the advantage. To Ada, it appeared to be exactly the same.
Then, Atton drew a plus three card, swore, and opted to stand, praying that Ada got something, anything, that would set her score higher than his. Ada flipped a plus four, smiled, and looked into Atton's defeated eyes. "Twenty-one to twenty," Atton grudgingly admitted. "You win."