The dry, warm plains of Dantooine were unusually quiet. The kath hounds were sunning themselves, and everyone seemed to be indoors. Well, almost everyone. Some Jedi could be seen walking through the plains, contemplating something... perhaps meditating. It seemed one Jedi was waltzing to her own tune, though... dancing to the music in her head.

She looked about 17, and she moved with a silent grace that did not stir the tallest of grass. Her stormy gray eyes took in every patch of sky, as if she was never to see such a sky again. Occasionally, the girl would leap up and twirl around, holding her hands in front of her as if they were holding some invisible weapon. In this one swift movement, her long black hair would whip around her.

"Damn, I've got to start tying my hair up. I can't see a damn thing." she said to herself.

Across the plains, there was a tiny grove with some large, shade giving trees. The girl was getting hot from her exertions, and started to make her way towards the grove. As she walked, she noticed a boy she knew from her classes studying some sort of datapad under one of the grove's trees. She smiled inwardly and began to walk over to him.

"So she's seen me." The boy said with a sigh. He rubbed the top of his head, which, like the rest of his head, was without hair. His hazel eyes darted from side to side, wondering if anyone else was nearby. He saw no one, and began to "study" his datapad again. He realized mere seconds before the girl was in front of him that his datapad had been upside down the whole time.

"Hello Malak." The girl said with a smile.

The boy- Malak- was finding it hard to make eye contact with her. In fact, he seemed to be looking in every other direction so as not to meet her stormy gaze.

"Revan." Malak murmured.

Revan wasn't discouraged by the unfriendly greeting, and plopped down next to him.

"Nice tree you've found here. I've been seeking shade all afternoon." Revan cursed her own stupidity. She had been within view of the grove for hours- it was only that she had just found someone under them. She hoped Malak wouldn't notice her blunder.

Malak looked up at Revan and found her face to be mere inches from his. He could see the flecks of gold among the storms clouds in her eyes. The smoothness of her fair skin was visible from this close, and he longed to touch his hand to her cheek. He began to go red at the thought of it, and could see now that Revan was smiling at him.

"You're awfully quiet, Malak... Kath hound got your tongue?" She added playfully.

"I'm sorry- my... my mind is on my studies... what with the trials" He trailed off.

"Ah, yes. Jedi knight trials. Well, we've got nothing to worry about, you know. I'm sure we'll pass. Why, I've never seen anyone wield a saber like you. Some of our peers... I know they take you for a bit of a brute. They're just jealous they can't swing a blade with such force."

"I'm happy for the praise, and your confidence. I value your opinion over that of my master." Malak realized the nature of what he had said and waited to be reprimanded, but no such scolding came.

"Thank you, Malak. I feel the same way... Zhar doesn't really understand me. He says I'm too bold... too passionate. Emotions lead towards the dark side."

Malak heard the mockery in Revan's tone at the last two words and laughed.

"Let's go for a walk- we're both done with our training for today. We can go down to the bridge."

"Alright. I wasn't getting much studying done anyway."

They both looked down at the upside down datapad and laughed.

The two walked through the grove without talking. For once it seemed even Revan had nothing to say. After a few minutes, Malak felt Revan take his hand in hers as they walked along. Malak's heart leapt at the gesture, and gently squeezed her hand in response. He wasn't sure what else to do- he never expected anything like this.

"You're getting ahead of yourself... she's just being nice." He said to himself. But Malak couldn't help but hope otherwise, even if that did mean trouble with his master.

Malak saw that they had reached the bridge and stopped. The two of them looked at the creek and the sun escaping behind the hills. Finally, Revan broke the silence. She turned to face Malak and took his other hand in hers.

"I... I know this all probably seems, so wrong. A Jedi isn't aloud to love, and here I am...loving you." She was smiling sheepishly.

"I must seem such a horrid girl to you- disobeying her master all the time, openly questioning the code... I just can't believe in it. Not when it means I can't have you." Revan touched a hand to Malak's cheek.

"Whatever my appearance, I love you. I love your quiet strength, your outbursts during class" Revan grinned slightly.

"I had to tell you. I couldn't pretend any longer. I'll understand if you don't feel the same way, or if you think it's wrong"

"Revan." Malak's voice broke a little.

"I love you more than my life. More than anything the Jedi code could teach me. I would do anything you ask of me"

Revan wrapped her arms around Malak's neck, colliding softly with his chest. Malak lifted her in his arms... and they shared a kiss. A kiss of emotion, of ignorance, of passion. A kiss which would lead to chaos. A kiss, which would lead to death