Chapter 1: Out of the Blue

Beru quickly showered, washing the sweat and sand from her body. She was just rinsing the shampoo from her hair when suddenly parts of the ceiling fell at her feet. "Huh?"

"Woah!" THUMP!

"Ahh!" The eighteen-year-old blonde girl screamed in surprise as a young man that she did not recognize lay at her feet.

"Owen!" Two male voices, one Beru recognized as her father's, called from the roof, and she heard running footsteps from above her.

The young man she assumed was Owen moaned with his eyes closed, and ignoring her unclothed state, she kneeled down to see if he was all right. The act of lowering herself allowed the water from the shower to hit Owen's face. Slowly, he opened his eyes, and blinked.

"Are you alright?" She asked softly, her voice full of concern. She turned to switch off the water, and then looked back at him, gently rubbing the water from his face with her fingers. She smiled with a slight blush as she found him rather cute.

At first, Owen had trouble focusing and blinked a few times before he could see the most beautiful face he had ever seen. "Um, yeah, I think." Then his eyes widened as he realized the body this face belonged to was just as beautiful… and naked.

Several things happened at the same time at this point. First, after Beru saw the look on Owen's face, she suddenly became painfully aware she was fully exposed, and quickly grabbed a towel to wrap around herself. Second, Owen turned his face away from her and tried to get up, became extremely dizzy, vomited, and then passed out. Third, the face of Beru's father appeared at the freshly made hole in the ceiling.

"Beru, is he alright?" Her father asked in alarm.

She looked up at her father and mutely shook her head.

"We'll be right down!" He said before his head disappeared. Then he looked back down. "And Beru, get some clothes on, girl, we have guests," he said before disappearing again.

"Ok," she said quietly and looked back down at Owen. She gently rolled him over on his side, ignoring the mess, so if he vomited any more he would not choke on it. She smiled slightly as she looked down at him and caressed his cheek quickly before hopping out of the refresher then went to throw something on.