Jira's POV...
I run down the hallway with no real destination in mind, only hoping to put distance between myself and that interrogation room. My legs are on autopilot as my thoughts delve back to my childhood..
The sunset reflects against the long stretch of water in front of us as I lean my head carefully on his shoulder. The 15 year old boy, 3 years older than me, glances down and smiles.
"We'll get away from here someday, ya know." Poe mumbles. "I'm going to fly us away from all of this."
"You mean it?" I raise my head, smiling at the feeling of butterflies in my stomach.
"You and me, J."
I grunt at the memory. You and me, my ass. I find myself inside the training room, feeling more anger bubbling to the surface with each memory returning to my mind. I look around, half expecting Kylo to be behind me and release a thankful sigh upon realizing I am alone. I pound my fist angrily against the metal island in the enterance of the room, over and over again. Stupid. Hit. Smug. Hit. Bastard!
I unclip my lightsaber, running across the room at full speed and smash the blade against a pillar. A new kind of energy washes over me as it crumbles to the ground and I instantly feel the need for more. I twirl around, grunting as I impale a nearby control panel. As sparks fly off the machine, I hear the blaster door burst open. I close my eyes and slice the wall. Kylo Ren is the last person I want to deal with right now.
"You knew him." Even with my back turned I can see the blackening eyes glaring at me as he speaks.
"I don't want to talk about it." I stubbornly retort.
"You were in love with him." He spits. The disdain in his voice could almost be mistaken for jealousy.
I whip around, infuriated that he would assume something so ridiculous. Whatever he saw in Poe's mind is only one side of the story.
"I said I don't want to talk about it!" I yell, fighting the very primal urge inside of me begging me to slap him.
"You have a past with a prisoner!" His voice booms. His menacing stare is enough to give me nightmares but I am far past the point of calming down. "As you superior, I deserve an explanation!"
"So that's how it is then?" My lips curl into a cynical grin. "Ben Solo can have a past, but no one else?"
As the words leave my lips, I wish I could take them back. Too far, Jira. I think as he stalks toward me. He shoves me against the wall, pinning my upper arms back with his gloved hands. The weight of his strong body presses against me and I feel a fire rip through my belly.
I look into his eyes and feel my breathing catch in my throat at the frenzy of emotion inside of them. Fury, lust and desire twist into a deadly cocktail behind his already dark stare. In an instant he covers my mouth with his in a greedy kiss. As our lips crush together, I fling my arms around his broad shoulders, not bothering to pretend I don't want this. The caress of his lips is softer than I could have imagined even in the rough nature of his kiss. His arms snake around my waist, holding me tighter against his solid form.
"Mine." His voice whispers inside of my mind, sending deep chills down my back. I tug at his hair in response. Yours...
It feels like only seconds before our moment crashes around us as an alarm blares through the ship. Our breathing is synchronized as we both pull away at the sound. Kylo Ren slams his fist against the wall behind me in frustration and I can't help but laugh.
"Sounds like an emergency.." I whisper, not fully trusting my voice as I catch my breath.
"I don't care." He shakes his head stubbornly, tightening his hold on my waist. Again I laugh, pushing lightly on his chest.
His lips brush gently against mine for a moment as the pounding footsteps of stormtrooper sounds through the halls outside. He releases me from his arms, growling under his breath.
"Sounds like an emergency." He repeats with a tight lipped scowl.
He fastens his helmet into place and starts for the Command Bridge. I follow, almost jogging to keep up with his long confident strides.
"General Hux," He begins. "Is it the resistance pilot?"
"Yes." Hux states, turning away and staring over the shoulder of an officer. "And he had help from one of our own. We're checking the registers now to identify which stormtrooper it was."
"The one from the village." Kylo speaks quietly. My brow dips in confusion at the rush of guilt that I sense in him. "FN 2187."
"Sir," a nearby Lieutenant interrupts. "Ventral canons hot."
"Fire." Hux sneers.
I shift closer to Kylo, my knuckles just brushing against the hem his robes. He tilts his head and I feel his gaze on me. I vaguely overhear Armitage questioning Captain Phasma in the space behind us, but my full attention remains on my master.
"Send troops to the wreckage." Hux's statement seems to jolt Ren out of his thoughts and he stiffens.
"See that the droid is brought here. Unharmed." Kylo Ren begins for the door, nodding at me to follow. I do so without question.
"Supreme leader Snoke was explicit." Armitage narrows his eyes at the two of us, stepping just behind my shoulders as he speaks. "Capture the droid if we can but destroy it if we must."
"How capable are your soldiers, General?" Ren taunts. I fight the urge to roll my eyes.
"I won't have you questioning my methods."
"They're obviously skilled at committing high treason." He continues, illiciting a subtle nudge to the ribs from me. He ignores the gesture. "Perhaps Supreme Leader Snoke should consider using a clone army."
Hux crosses in front of us, stopping just in front of Kylo Ren. I flinch, knowing just how hard that comment will hit my brother.
"My men are exceptionally trained." He seethes. "Programmed from birth."
Ren leans closer, tilting his visor down intimidatingly.
"Then they should have no problem retrieving the droid.. unharmed."
"Careful Ren," Hux mimics his stance. "That your personal interests do not interfere with orders from Leader Snoke."
"I want that map." Kylo steps closer, his disguised voice just above a whisper. "For your sake, I suggest you get it."
Hux swallows whatever comment he was about to make as Ren pushes passed him. I glare for a moment at my brother, tired of their childish arguing and continue out the door.
"You will not undermine me in his presence again." Kylo Ren whirls around to face me. I'm taken back by his sudden action and bump directly into his chest.
"I didn't say a word, Master." I begin, his mood swings leaving me questioning if this was the same man I kissed just minutes ago. Before I can continue, he cuts me off, dismissing me with a wave of his hand.
I remain standing, dumbfounded, in the middle of the dim hallway as he stomps away.