After Ahsoka's heroics, Rex had been rather grateful for her. He still hung around her, though most of what he talked about was Sari, in particular an upcoming date he had planned for her. Ahsoka wasn't keen to listen so she spent most of her time tuned out and umm'd and ahh'd in the places she thought appropriate. Rex seemed happy enough.
One particular day, Ahsoka noticed Rex was particularly quiet. She watched him carefully. He seemed nervous and a little anxious. Curiosity got the better of her.
"What's up Rexter?" She asked trying to sound upbeat.
Rex looked at her with a strange expression. "We're friends right?"
Ahsoka nodded. What on earth made him think they weren't? Ahsoka's thoughts spitefully turned to Sari.
"Could I ask you about something... awkward?" Rex murmured looking around himself.
Ahsoka nodded again, not quite sure where this was going...
Rex hesitated. "Do you know much about...s..?"
"Speak up Rex, it's me." Ahsoka prompted.
"Do you know anything about ...sex?"
Ahsoka felt her cheeks heat up and her eyes well up with tears. She tried to control her emotions as much as she could and spoke very carefully.
"No. Not much..." She stared at a point on the floor. She knew she was going to regret this. "Why?"
"I-I want to do it with Sari. I think we are ready. I just don't want it to be awkward," Rex said, sounding a little more enthusiastic in talking about it.
"I don't think you should," Ahsoka said curtly.
Rex stared at her. "Why?"
Ahsoka shrugged.
"Come on Ahsoka, it's me," Rex said grinning.
Ahsoka didn't quite know why she said it. Maybe she thought it would make her feel better, maybe she was sick of hiding it.
"Because I'm in love with you...!" She shouted angrily.
Rex stared at her with his mouth hanging open. "I- I have to go"
He jumped up and basically ran from the room. Ahsoka sat down and cried.