Soooooooo...I know I should be working on Star Wars-wait what?! (BTW I am open to a suggestion for a better title) BUT I was watching Rebels (yet again) and when a Kanera moment-ish came along I couldn't help but think "Man, Kanan and Hera need to kiss at least once! Other wise the writers are just trolling us all with these little moments" and then I thought of this so...yeah. Plus I want to get something up for Valentines Day!

Sorry if I suck at writing romance, but I don't think this is so bad I just wish it was longer ='(

"You've been at this for hours."

Hera looked over her shoulder at Kanan standing in the doorway of the Ghost's cocpit. She pursed her lips and went back to the controls she was repairing. "Well, thoses TIE's took out our internal com system and without Chopper or Sabine here to fix it, someone has to." She tugged at the wires in front of her, but pulled her hands away as sparks flew out at her.

"You could take a break..." Kanan offered. The Twi-lek gave him a look as she set down her tools.

"Shouldn't you be training Ezra?" She asked skeptically. Kanan shrugged and leaned against the doorway.

"He's hiding somewhere. Again. So, you wanna come take a break or not?" He inquired. Hera rolled her eyes. Kanan could be so persistent sometimes!

"Fine." She followed him out of the cockpit and out onto the ramp leading outside. They sat in silence for a while before Kanan said something.

"How do you do it?" He asked.

Hera raised and eyebrow. "Do what?"

Kanan stared over Lothal's plains. "Pilot the ship, manage the guns at the same time, fix everything Chopper doesn't," he paused, looking into the Twi'lek's bright green eyes. "And keep us all from falling apart?"

She shrugged. "Practice, I guess." Hera smiled as a memory came to mind. "I remember my mother used to tell me "To love is to trust. To trust is to believe." I don't think I ever understood that until I met you. I believed in you when we first met-"

"More or less." Kanan reminded her with a smile.

"And I believe in you now." She turned to face him and looked into the Jedi's eyes, they seemed to be getting bigger. She didn't notice how close they were until she could count every single fleck of gold in his eyes. "Have your eyes always had that gold in them?" The pilot whispered, moving forward. They were leaning toward each other, getting closer, and closer...

Hera hadn't realized they had kissed until it was over; until the kiss had passed. Until she remembered she had to fix the com. Hera excused herself and went back to the cockpit, her heart pounding and her face flushed.

Back outside, Kanan stared out across the plains once more, in deep thought. That is, until he heard a teasing voice behind him.

"Kanan and Hera sittin' in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G."

Kanan turned and gave Ezra a look as the Padawan placed a grin on his smug little face.

He was never going to live this down, was he?

So I know this is short and rushed but hey, I'm trying to write the next chapter of the other story! I'm only doing what you want!

(This was partly inspired by my amazing cousins, we were joking around one day and one of them said "Wouldn't it be hilarious if one of the "Kids" caught Kanan and Hera kissing and sang that old song from elementary school?" And I thought it was amazing! Kudos to "Da Boss" and "BonnieKitty"!)