Omigoodness, I'm updating three stories today? *le gasp* And they're all from different fandoms? *even more gasps*

Whaddup, people - I'm back with a new chapter today and yes, summer vacation is almost here! I've just got two more final exams (they're both on Monday - foreign languages...) and then I'll be freeee! Well, free for two and a half months...then, I'll have to go back to school and work and study and do homework and look for colleges...but I'm sure you guys don't want to hear that stuff - heck, I know that some of you guys are going through more stress than I am so...*blinks guiltily* Sorry. *hugs all the people who are stressed out* HANG IN THERE, YOU GUYS!

Guest -Throw Rex and Ahsoka into the bedroom. Sexytime for the Captain and Commander. Also, do a Bly/Aayla humor/romance story. Please! Thank you.

My Response - As much as I like Rexoka, I don't think I'm going to go so far where I'm writing a bedroom scene for the two. I'm sorry, but I don't plan on writing any limes/lemons/whatever-they're-called anytime soon. Firstly, I just feel like I'm not old enough and therefore, not mature enough to write it. (I'm fourteen years old - yes, I know I'm about to go to high school next year, and YES, I've had a billion classes on this sort of stuff, but I still feel uncomfortable talking/writing about it.)

As for Bly/Aayla, well...I don't think I really ship them together...? I dunno - I just always felt like they didn't have a lot of screen time to support the ship. Then again, I felt the same way about Rexoka...so, who knows? Maybe I'll write one in the future, but no promises.

Anyways, (I've realized that I italicize the word anyways a lot - oh, look at that - I've italicized it again! O.O What was I talking about? Oh, right -)

This chapter was requested by Zipitnow - I'm sorry if it's not exactly what you had in mind, but I hope you (and everyone else) enjoys it! :)


Situation Seven. A Lucky Crash

It was Ahsoka's idea to ask Rex for a night out – why not? The two were close enough and Ahsoka thought that they could both use with some relaxing time, especially since the last few weeks had been stressful and tiring.

Really – it was just a quick get-together. Nothing more, nothing less.

So, why was Ahsoka so nervous?

She wasn't even wearing anything special – it was just her normal attire except she had thrown on a cloak over herself. Rex wasn't really wearing anything that special, either. However, Ahsoka noticed that he did trade his usual armor for some casual clothes.

In fact, this was probably the first time Ahsoka had ever seen him dressed up…normally.

Ahsoka quickly smiled. "New clothes?" She joked, walking up to meet him.

Rex turned around and laughed. "You could say that," he replied, gesturing at himself.

"Well…you look nice." Ahsoka said. She blinked upon realization about what she just said. "I mean, of course you look nice – seeing that it's the first time that you've ever been out of uniform and it's really cool, seeing that this is definitely new so – er – you just look good for someone who's never –"

She abruptly stopped as the captain let out a light, gentle laugh. "It's fine, Commander," he said with a nod of his head. "I appreciate the comment."

Ahsoka smiled sheepishly and then placed her hands on her hips. "I told you before, Rexter – no need for the usual formalities when we're not on duty. Just call me by my real name, okay?" She asked.

"Of course, Ahsoka." Rex replied.

Ahsoka smiled. "Good." She pointed down the street. "Shall we?"

Rex nodded and extended an arm. Ahsoka raised an eye-marking and grinned. "Being a gentleman, now, hm?" She teased, but placed her arm around the captain's.

Rex shrugged. "You said that we don't need the usual formalities." He replied, humor coloring his voice.

Ahsoka giggled and shook her head. "I did say that…" She agreed. "Well, at least you're paying attention."

Small smiles were quickly exchanged at those words and the two walked on with a comfortable silence settling in between them like a warm, comforting blanket. They didn't know where they were really going – for hours that seemed like minutes, the two simply walked around and talked about anything and everything.

"You should have seen Anakin's face when the Twilight dumped oil all over his face," Ahsoka was giggling. "Seriously, I've never seen his that grossed out before."

Rex chuckled into his fist and replied, "I can only imagine it – it wouldn't be a good idea to tell him that you told me this, I suppose…?"

Ahsoka grinned and shook her head. "You wouldn't dare," she agreed. "He'd kill me on the spot if he found out that I told you."

"Well, then, for your sake, I'll keep my mouth closed." Rex replied, pretending to bow down before Ahsoka. The Togruta grinned and punched him in the arm.

"Stop!" Ahsoka laughed, clutching her stomach. "I'm gonna puke if you keep that gentleman act up!"

"Who says I can't be a gentleman?" Rex asked, his voice uncharacteristically teasing and light. He straightened himself and pretended to fix his non-existent tie. "Miss Tano, I would like to pronounce how absolutely fine you look this evening –"

"I do not," Ahsoka smiled, but this time, her lekku stripes darkened.

Rex grinned and stuck his hands casually in his pockets. "You do," he replied, his voice quieter this time. "Look nice, I mean."

Ahsoka's smile faded to a quizzical, puzzled dimple. "Thanks, Rexter." She said softly, looking down at the ground in embarrassment. There was a small, awkward silence between the two until Ahsoka finally said, "There's a club just a few blocks away from here – it's not that bad, actually, so if you're interested, would you like to maybe…?"

"As long as there aren't any drunkards, I'm fine." Rex replied with a small smile.

Ahsoka threw her head back with a laugh and shook her head. "Yeah, well, we'll stay clear of them, won't we?" She asked lightly and the two walked down the street in a comfortable, steady pace.

Loud, cheerful music greeted Ahsoka and Rex when they reached the club. As always, bright, neon colors flashed in multiple directions around the large, spacious room. The place was crowded with people of all kind – Twi'leks, humans, (Ahsoka even spotted a few hybrids here and there,) – and though there were several people who looked drunk, Ahsoka thought that it was a fairly nice club to be with Rex.

"Not too bad," Rex said, looking down at Ahsoka. "Do you remember –"

"The time that guy was chasing me down the street?" Ahsoka finished with a laugh, her lekku stripes darkening at the memory. "Yeah, of course I remember – ergh, I think this night won't finish like that, though."

"Why'd you say that?" Rex asked as the two made their way to one of the booths in the corner of the room.

"Well, you're here with me, aren't you?" Ahsoka replied with a shy smile. It might have just been the lights, but the Togruta thought that the captain's face pinked for a second. However, before Ahsoka could really observe the color, the lights that were shining on their table disappeared and traveled to a new spot in the room.

Ahsoka sat back in her seat and smiled. "Uh…do you want to dance? I know that you don't really like to, but…"

"It's fine." Rex replied, standing up. He reached out his hand and Ahsoka took it, feeling her heart race. For the first few seconds, the dance was a bit awkward and well…uncomfortable, but then Ahsoka would remember that she's only dancing with Rex – a friend (and a good one,) and she would slowly ease back into an easygoing, gentle state.

However, the moment between them didn't last too long – before Ahsoka could even properly process what was going on, a trio of girls (with braids – Padawan braids?) ran into her. She crashed into Rex and was startled to see that Rex, too, had been bumped into her by a small group of…troopers…?

"Oof!" Ahsoka grunted and quickly straightened herself. She and Rex glanced up (or, in Rex's case, glanced down,) at each other and with a few embarrassed, murmured apologies, quickly stepped back.

Ahsoka whirled around to look at the girls with the Padawan braids and asked, "What are you all doing here?"

She heard Rex asking, "Troopers? What are you doing at this time?"

Both parties stammered and stumbled over their words.

One of the girls – a Togruta-human hybrid – managed to mumble, "We were just…having a night out and decided to –"

"At this time?" Ahsoka asked humorously. "I doubt your masters really let you all out."

Another Padawan – this one with blonde hair – replied, "Er...we got lost…?"

Ahsoka crossed her arms. "Lost. In a club." She said disbelievingly.

The last girl – this one with dark hair – rubbed the back of her neck and mumbled, "Well…yeah. It's dark and uh…" Her voice trailed off as Ahsoka gave the girls a stern look.

"Funny enough, I don't think I find your story very believable." She replied. "What are your names?"

"Kira," the Togruta-human hybrid replied, clasping her hands in front of her.

"Sara." The blonde murmured, lifting up a hand halfheartedly.

"Cadena." The dark-haired girl said with a sigh, looking down at her feet.

"Well, Kira, Sara, Cadena – I think we'll have to get out of here soon." Ahsoka said, shaking her head. She turned around to look at Rex, who also happened to look rather cross with the troopers. "What are they doing here?" She asked him, crossing her arms.

"Same reason as everyone else, I suspect – to have fun…by sneaking out." Rex replied, palming his forehead.

Ahsoka turned to the troopers, who gave her sheepish smiles. She sighed and turned back to the Padawans, who wore equally apologetic and bashful grins.

"Come on, you all," she finally said tiredly, pointing out the door. Without another word, they all walked out of the doors of the club. Once they were out on the streets, Ahsoka turned the group of girls. "Wait right here." She instructed and turned to Rex.

"Sorry how this turned out – I have to get them back to the Temple before they get into any more trouble." Ahsoka said with a sad smile.

"It's fine – I have to do the same thing with the troopers." Rex replied, giving a small shrug of his shoulders. Ahsoka nodded and looked over her shoulder, where the small group of Padawans were waiting from behind the corner.

"Well, good night –" She started to say but when she turned back around, Rex had placed a calloused, warm hand under her chin and planted a soft, surprisingly gentle kiss on her lips.

Ahsoka's voice died in her throat and she blinked frantically – was Rex kissing her?

Oh, Force, she thought giddily to herself and closed her eyes. She placed her hands on Rex's shoulders and leaned in slightly, feeling her entire body fill up with warmth and electricity and –

"Er…Captain – whoa."

Rex abruptly broke off the kiss and turned around. Ahsoka peeked over his shoulder to see one of the troopers looking at the two of them with a peculiar, almost embarrassed expression on his face.

"Were you uh…" The trooper's voice faded away as Rex shook his head.

"No, we were just…talking." Rex replied steadily and Ahsoka let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Rex knew as well as her that if the two were caught…oogh.

"Right." The trooper nodded slowly and pointed at the corner. "Well, we'll just be waiting here if you want to keep…talking."

Rex turned to Ahsoka and she shook her head with a small smile. "No, that won't be necessary, trooper." She replied. "I was just about to leave, anyways."

"Ah." The trooper could only reply, but walked around the corner, anyways.

As soon as he was out of ear-shot, Ahsoka took a deep breath and mumbled, "Uh…that was…" She struggled for the right words – oh, Force, she got her first kiss – well, technically, Lux would be her first kiss, but that didn't count, seeing that he had to (or at least, that's what he said,) because of the circumstances – and…what was she supposed to say?

Thank you? That was nice? I want to do that again? Ahsoka's mind fizzed with activity and finally, she just managed to say, "Goodnight. I'll see you around, then?"

"Of course." Rex replied with a nod. He turned around on his heel and for a few seconds, Ahsoka couldn't do anything except watch him. Then, the captain turned his head around and for a half of a second; he gave Ahsoka a smile before walking around the corner.

Ahsoka felt as though her heart had just jumped into her throat. She sighed and leaned against the doors of the building, her brain already drifting from reality.

"Er…Ahsoka? Is everything okay?"

Ahsoka turned around to see one of the Padawans – Sara – looking at her curiously. Kira and Cadena were right behind Sara with the same, identical, confused looks.

Ahsoka cleared her throat and straightened herself. "Hm? Of course, everything's fine. Brilliant, actually – let's get back to the Temple, shall we?" She asked and pointed down the street.

Her smile never left her face for the rest of that night.


A/N: Thank you, MusicKeeper and CasAndClones/WhovianJedi/TheDoctorCT-21-0408 for allowing me to use your original characters. If anyone's curious, Kira belongs to MusicKeeper and Sara belongs to CasAndClones/WhovianJedi/TheDoctorCT-21-0408 and Cadena belongs to me. :)

Check CasAndClones and MusicKeeper's stories out, because they are awesometasteaful writers and awesometasteaful people. Plus, they're part of my FanFiction family. :) Technically, all of you guys are part of my family so -

Anakin: STOP BLABBING. YOU'RE BLABBING AGAIN.

Me: I prefer the term rambling, thank you very much.

Ahsoka: *sighs* Did you drink soda again?

Me: Me? Soda? No - I just call this being drunk on life. Yes, students, write that down in your notebooks - that was an original phrase made by katierosefun. :)

Ahsoka: You do realize that being drunk isn't always a good thing, right?

Me: Shut up, I like the phrase! (But seriously, I don't want to be drunk. Ever. I've heard of stories where students/adults/someone gets really, really drunk and BOOM, they either end up in a serious accident, or do something incredibly stupid, or become some crazy Internet sensation or something. And it's usually for something really, really stupid which leads us back to point b.)

Ahsoka: Thanks for the health lesson, Caroline. *rolls eyes* Please review, give constructive criticism if you have any, and no flames.

Me: I'm serious! That sort of stuff always scared me and -

Anakin: *clamps hand over my mouth* No more rambling for you!