AN: couple of things, since Rey thought the force was a myth there have probably been a lot of stories and rumors about it. That's what I based the powers she requested to learn on. Also, does anyone have a preference on romantic, sibling, or platonic Reylo? At this point I can go any way.


"No"

"No?"

"This isn't a joke. This isn't just-" he pounded his fists on the table frustratedly. "Even when you're not in my head, you're in my head. Iv'e never told anyone about that before. Never. You can't just jump on the bandwagon because my uncle said no. Go back to the resistance. Or better yet, go find some outer rim planet and enjoy the rest of your life. Forget about the force."

"Could you have done that? The force calls to us, you know it does. It's not something you can run from."

"I can't be a teacher. I thought I could, but I can't."

"You can't teach or you can't teach me?"

"Does it make a difference?"

"So it is about me."

"You're too old to begin training."

She rolled her eyes. "Is it because of this?" She points to his helmet. "Or that?" She points to the scar across his face.

"Do you still want to kill me?" She gave him an affronted look. "Last time we were in a situation like this, you very much wanted to kill me. What changed?"

"I- nothing. The things you've done are unforgivable."

"So you do want to kill me?"

"No. I don't know."

"Do you trust me?"

"No" She answered quickly.

"How am I supposed to be your master if you don't trust me?"

"You are not my master!"

He jumped before sighing in realization. "They still have slave trade on Jakku. You were..?"

She glared at him darkly. "Don't. I'm warning you."

"I have nothing but respect for slaves."

"You don't know anything about them."

"More than you might think. Go ahead, look." He gestured to his forehead.

"I understand if you don't want to train me, but i wont have you making a mockery of my-"

"Your?" He interupted "So you were."

"Not for a long time and never again. Not to you, not to anyone else."

"I wasn't mocking you. Vader was a slave as a child. I really do have the utmost respect for them." She nodded in acceptance. "So what would you prefer instead?"

"Prefer?"

"Instead of master. What would you refer to me as?"

"Have you changed your mind?"

"No, I'm just curious." She scowled and he turned his mouth up in an expectant smirk.

"How about 'I've already beaten you once so you don't get a title'?"

He grinned "That's kind of long."

"Don't do that."

"Do what?"

"Laugh, joke around like a normal person."

"I'm not evil."

"I know that. That just makes you more scary."

"You're afraid of me?"

"Terrified. I had nightmares about you for weeks after Starkiller."

"Honestly, I did too. Some about me, some about my father, and some about you. Do you think you would have killed me?"

"I don't want to. But I did hope you had died from your injuries."

"I would have killed you."

"I know" she said without judgement.

"Why do you belive me about my new teaching? I would have thought you of all people would laugh in my face."

"Why do you wear a mask?"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Just answer the question."

"Because Vader did. That should be obvious."

"Because Ben Solo is a bad liar. The mask, the voice, they make you more believable. Without them you're not that hard to read."

"Then you know how serious I am about this. Some days this is the only thing that keeps me from turning my blade on myself."

"I believe you. This isn't as crazy as it sound. It doesn't have to be a bad thing."

"You don't understand, one day if we are extremely lucky we may be accepted again. Until then, we will both be branded as traitiors."

"Does that mean you've changed your mind?" She tried to contain her excitement.

"Stop and actually think about this. You would have to give up your friends, at least temporarily. The stormtrooper, the pilot, my mother. Can you do that?"

"This is right. Don't tell me you don't feel it too. The force wants this to happen. Everything will work out."

"I've been defying the force for a long time now. I don't have to stop now."

"You're going to die out there. Not Ben Solo the jedi, not Kylo Ren the sith, you, the real you. You know it's true."

"Fine"

"You can't just keep- Wait, what? Fine?"

"Yes, fine. I have nothing to lose right? Worst case scenario, I die either way." Her face stayed blank but he could feel the emotions exploding inside her. "Second thought?" He asked nervously.

"Teach me something. Anything. I want to learn something now."

"Meditation usually comes first."

"No, teach me something good, something fun." Teach me to breathe fire or talk to animals."

He raised an eyebrow "...right. How about we start by unlocking these chains and then we do some meditation." She groaned and pulled the key out of her pocket. "Give it here." He held his hand out.

"No."

"You want a lesson? Give it here." She reluctantly droped the key into his hand. "Now take it back." She reached her hand out to grab it again. "No" he closed his fist "No hands. You've done this before, I've seen you. Clear your mind of anything but the key and call it to you." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and unsurprisingly, the key flew into her hand.

"I did it! Ha! I actually did it! Did you see that!?"

He grinned at how her joy made her look almost childlike. "I would celebrate with you, but I'm still chained to the table."

"Oh, right, sorry."

Things grew much more tense once he was uncuffed. They stared at each other, neither sure if their semi-truce would continue now that they were both free.

"Nice work on your force pull."

"Yeah, thanks."

"Do you want me to put the cuffs back on?"

"Huh?"

"Are you afraid? I wasn't lying. If you were serious, I would like to be your teacher."

She nodded slowly. "No lightsaber and no helmet."

"Those terms are acceptable. I don't need them you know, to kill you. If that's what you were worried about."

She would have been afraid if the words had been spoken with any malice at all. "You had them last time and they didn't help you much."

"Big words for a padawan." He smiled, and for the first time in a long time he thought his future might not be totally miserable.