AUTHOR'S NOTES~~~ Hey guys, just a head's up, this chapter is very different from all the other ones. No, the story won't be like this chapter from now on, it's just an establishing Fara's character. Also, I don't want to hear any more bitching about updates if you all don't even read the damn thing! I got hammered by people demanding an update and then guess what. Padawan? Where's Hell, and Exchange Student, and a Honeymoon sequel? Why are you updating Padawan? Oh you guys… seriously.

Fox yawned as he slowly awoke. He was lying on his bed over the covers but felt so comfortably warm. The vulpine shifted and found that a body was pressed up against his, its arm wrapped around his chest embracing him affectionately. He smiled to himself when he opened his eyes to find the beautiful fennec sleeping soundly with a small smile on her face.

This sort of affection and closeness was forbidden according to the Jedi Code, but the vulpine seemed to have misplaced his knowledge of it at the moment. The longer they laid together, the more he started to wonder exactly why this was not allowed. He liked having her against him, hearing her gentle breathing, sharing her warmth, and feeling the vixen's soft fur.

'Why is this wrong? We're not doing anything bad and I feel… so good. I… love… this.' Fox thought as he used the word that was such taboo, but was the only one that could possibly explain this feeling.

Before he could dwell any more on it, the vixen let off a little mewling sound before a long winded sigh.

"I wish I could wake up like this every time." She whispered and nuzzled the larger fox's chest.

"You slept well then?" Fox asked as he stroked her behind the ears.

The little fox's ear twitched and she giggled. "Better than I ever have before."

"It's still three o'clock. Do you want to go do something?" Fox asked once he checked the alarm clock beside his bed on the table.

"Like what?"

"… I've got an idea." Fox said with a sly grin making the vixen's heart start beating harder.

Fara sat up and crawled on top of the orange vulpine. She sat on his stomach causing him to tense and become filed with strange emotions, that didn't even compare to what he felt when she gave him a salacious smile.

"I've got a few of my own." She purred.

Fox blushed a bright red that made the orange fur of his face glow. "Fara, I didn't mean that!"

"Well… what did you mean?" She asked, playing with the tip of her left ear.

"If you want-" Fox began just as Fara slowly moved her body a little further up his chest.

"Sorry, I'm just trying to get more comfortable." She said with a coy grin.

Fox bit back the urge to say she knew otherwise and instead picked up where he left off.

"If you want, we could go out to town. There isn't much to do but at least no one knows who you are out there."

Fara thought it over as her fingers walked up and down Fox's chest. The vulpine was a little uncomfortable about it, but it didn't bother him as much as he'd thought. There was something exhilarating about having her sitting on his chest, smiling, and teasing him constantly. It got his heart beating and ruined his inner peace but why couldn't he stop smiling?

"So it's a date?" She purred and giggled when the larger fox flinched.

"It's- it's not a date! We're friends! W-We aren't even mates!" Fox stuttered, his whole body flexing and becoming one of the most comfortable chairs Fara had ever sat on.

"You're so cute when you blush, Fox." Fara purred and reached down to play with his ear.

Fox's breathing quickened the longer she scratched, pinched, and tickled his ear. It wasn't enough though, he wanted more, he wanted her to touch him in even more places, but he quickly remembered his oaths.

"So do you want to? To go, I mean." He added quickly when another flirty smile started curling across her lips.

"I suppose. We could get in a whole lot of trouble together." She said and finally got up off of him.

She hadn't even taken a step before Fox reached out to her. He didn't want her to leave or get off him. Yet just as his fingers wound touch her, he stopped and pulled away. It was wrong of him to have these thoughts and he knew he had to resist his… urges, when he was around her.

"We're not kids anymore, Fara." He reminded her and sat up on his bed. "I'm also responsible for you and whatever trouble you get into, I get into it double."

The fennec turned around and held out a petite hand. Fox took and was surprised to feel himself being yanked up as if it was Storm pulling him. They wound up pressed together, staring into each other's eyes.

"Well… you'll have to think of clever ways to keep me on your best behavior, won't you?" Fara purred, licking her lips.

"And what if you misbehave?" Fox growled, not threateningly, but rather playfully.

Fara's hand moved as fast as lightning. It wrapped around Fox's side before smacking him on the rear, groping tenderly before he even knew what was happening.

"You could put me over your knee and spank me." She said, her hand still groping him tenderly.

Fox gasped and immediately pushed away. He was breathing like he'd ran around the temple a hundred times full sprint. He looked at Fara who was acting like nothing happened.

'Why is she doing this? Why am I letting her? Why don't I want her to stop?'

Fox cleared his throat and growled. "Don't do that. Let's just… go."

"Whatever you say." Fara sighed and wrapped her arms around his. "Care to escort me?"

"Only if you behave like a lady." Fox replied and did not shake her off.

The two foxes opened the door and hadn't even taken a step before stopping dead in their tracks. Instantly, Fox began to feel like he had done something very wrong, as a cold and stone faced vixen stared at him and the fennec attached to his arm. Krystal only looked between the two of them, not saying a word but Fox could tell what that meant. Her nose was twitching and it easily picked up the vixen's scent on the vulpine.

"He-Hey, Krystal." Fox stuttered.

Her once bright warm eyes had turned icy and bitter. She looked at him very judgingly and he could hardly keep eye contact. The fact that Fara was clinging to him and giving Krystal such an innocent, but antagonizing smile didn't help.

"Hello, Fox." Krystal said very curtly, like she was on the verge of biting him.

"Hello, Krystal. So good to see you." Fara purred as if the two vixens didn't hate each other's guts.

Krystal didn't respond, she just casted her an ugly look before turning it to the vulpine.

"Fox… Master Vane has sent me to tell you that we have a new mission next week." She said, her tail flicking back and forth violently.

"That's great!" Fox said, wishing Fara would stop nuzzling his arm in front of her. "Will Storm and Rare be joining us?"

"No."

Fox shivered as ice leapt from her eyes and started to freeze him. He knew she was mad and he knew he was in trouble, so why was she acting so passive about it?

"Um… listen." He started even though he knew it was a terrible idea. "Fara and I were about to head into town, would you like to come with us?"

"But Fox!" Fara whined and gave Fox such a pouty look. "This was supposed to be our special trip."

'Why are you doing this to me?!' Fox thought as the blue vixen gave both of them one of the most putrid looks he'd ever seen. As beautiful as Krystal was, it was now clear just how capable she was of being equally terrifying. Before Fox could say anything else, Krystal beat him to it.

"You two go have fun. See if I care." She snapped before storming off.

Fox watched her go with a disbelieving look on his face. Krystal had come so far in controlling her emotions, especially her anger. It confused the Fox to no end why she was acting this way, but he sure it had something to do with the purring fennec wrapped around his arm. It never dawned on him that Krystal could be jealous, not when she was so gifted, talented, and better than every other Padawan at pretty much everything.

"Oh forget her, Foxy. Let's go while we're young." Fara cooed and started pulling and tugging him away.

~X~X~X~X~X~X~

Krystal could not explain it, but she was livid as Hell. Something about seeing Fox with that… woman, infuriated her. And the way she did it, clinging to his arm, smiling so innocently, and giggling with every word he spoke just made it even worse. She knew what she was doing; the fennec was intentionally antagonizing her like before. Not that she cared, but if that was the case then why was she so upset?

"That stupid vulpine!" Krystal shouted the second she was behind her room's closed door. Her blue eyes snapped over to a training boulder in her room. Using the Force, she lifted the boulder, crushed it, and watched the broken pebbles and dust fall to the floor.

Breaking the rock gave her no satisfaction, and she went on thinking of what the vixen might be doing with Fox. Thoughts of her seducing her best friend, making him break his vows, and using her perfect body as a weapon to lead him down the wrong path manifested in her mind.

"Just what does he see in her? Why is he prancing around with that… fennec and jeopardizing his oaths?" Krystal growled as she sat beside the pile of pebbles and dust.

'Her ears are abnormally large, she was a Sith and could turn on him at any moment! And her breasts are…' Krystal brooded but stopped suddenly.

Now that she thought about it, Fara was a vixen in her prime, unhindered by vows of celibacy and without morals. She could do, and would do anything to get what she wanted. It didn't help that the tan, young fennec had a body that matched and even beat her own in some aspects. Fara was shorter than her, smaller than her, but her body was perfectly shaped. Fara had the body of goddess, both perfectly toned and voluptuous. Her breasts also put Krystal's to shame, her hips were wider, and hind swayed in such a way it made even her stop and look.

Just last night Krystal witnessed how fortunate she was. Fara had stripped down to the bare essentials, almost as if she was showing off or even trying to provoke her. She had no sense of modesty, prancing about the room, stretching, and putting herself in awkward poses just to show off.

"Boy I'm tired." She sighed as she flopped down on the bed she stood over.

Krystal growled in her throat for a moment but suppressed her anger.

"…Fara." She said with difficulty. "That is my bed you're lying on. Your bed is on the other side."

"Oh, but it is SO comfy!" Fara moaned as she rolled around on Krystal's bed, spreading her scent all over the recently washed sheets. "Fox must give it to you so hard on this-"

"Fox doesn't give me anything!" Krystal spat, completely taken off guard by the other brazen vixen's comments.

"He doesn't!?" Fara gasped as she sat up, her legs dangling off the bed and breasts squeezing together. "Krystal! How have you let him slip by for so long? I'm surprised you aren't dropping litter after litter of his kits by now."

Krystal turned bright red. She hated this vixen, none of her Jedi teachings or training could make her see otherwise. Now she was talking about kits of all things when they were not even legally adults in the eyes of the Cornerian Republic. On Cerinia Krystal had become a full-fledged woman already at the age of fourteen last year. Now she was fifteen, without a mate, and no victories to speak of, something that Cerinians considered pathetic.

"The Jedi don't take mates; a Jedi is celibate." Krystal growled pride-fully to which the fennec laughed.

"Celibate? And waste that gorgeous body?" Fara asked standing up, her white T-shirt on loan from Fox thankfully coming down past her waist. "Come now, Krystal. I know about you and your culture. You're a Cerinian! A proud warrior race that puts as much honor on battle as it does children. You can't stand there and tell me otherwise that you don't long for it, to yearn for a mate to take you and ravish you over and over, blessing you with his child."

Fara was but a step away from Krystal, her deep brown, judging eyes boring into her. Krystal wanted to agree with her, to admit that sometimes she thought of raising kits of her own, but she took an oath forbidding her from even mating. She would never know the joy of motherhood, raising a young one, and giving birth to a new and beautiful life. It pained her to think of it, especially when girls her age back home were winning honor hunting, fighting, and having kits of their own.

"Get away from me!" Krystal snapped and pushed past the vixen.

She laid down in her bed ignoring the foreign scent of the vixen on her sheets as best she could. Yet Fara wasn't about to stop; not when she was so far ahead tormenting her.

"I bet there are girls back home raising kits of their own. They'll grow up to be strong Cerinian warriors themselves too. Such a blessing it is to watch a child grow and live knowing that you birthed it, carried it, and made it with your loving mate." Fara said sympathetically, trying to push every button of the blue vixen's she could.

Fara couldn't see it since Krystal was lying down with her back to her, but she knew she was winning. The way Krystal's bed groaned, the sheets quietly ripped, and the small sniffle she made all told her she was suffering.

"Do you ever shut up?" Krystal growled, her voice a little lower pitch than before. "If you want to talk, go find a wall somewhere other than here!"

"I'm sorry, am I keeping you awake?" Fara apologized and sat on her own bed. "Please forgive me, I do prattle on sometimes. I'll try harder not to keep you awake with such silly thoughts from now on."

"See that you do." Krystal huffed as the lights went out.

"One thing though, before you fall asleep and dream of your clan and family a million light years away. We both know that Fox is a man, and all men have certain… needs. And when a man fills those needs he puts a child in you. Just think of how amazing that would be, wrapped in his arms, his large manhood pulsing inside of you, he whispers in your ear he loves you just before your release." Fara purred on and on, her ears twitching and lips smiling bigger every time she heard Krystal let out a little whimper. "Not that you'd even know what it's like, or ever will. A Jedi is celibate." Fara giggled evily upon hearing Krystal let out the smallest of sobs that only her large ears could hear. "Anyways, good night new best friend."

Krystal's fist suddenly came down hard on her floor, her concentration and meditation broken by the memory of last night. A small tear scrolled down her face and she let out a sob.

"I hate her. I HATE HER!" Krystal shouted as her fists rained down on the floor in a desperate attempt to expel her anger and hatred.

Everything she had learned was lost in that moment of weakness, and she felt herself reverting back to when she was a proud and powerful young warrior in training. She had such hopes, such potential, such dreams of glory, but look at her now. She was little better than a slave to an order that only wanted her people so they wouldn't become enemies. Fara made her realize that she had such little control over her own life now, how much she would never experience because some wrinkly old men and women told her it was wrong and immoral.

Fara was getting to her, and both her and Krystal knew it. They hadn't even known each other for three days and yet she was here sobbing and crying while Fara was out with Fox spending the day with him.

At one time, Krystal would have taken what she wanted, challenged Fara in battle and won her right to be Fox's mate. If Fox would not have her she'd challenge him to and when she won, force him to be her mate. Together they'd experience it all; together they'd lead wonderful lives for themselves.

But not now.

Never now.

She was a Jedi, and for the honor and safety of her people, she must prove herself worthy and help her people be absolved into the Jedi. Fox, children, honor, pride, love, and happiness were all things she had forsaken for her people. A mistake or not, there was no turning back.

"I hate you, Fara Phoenix… but I swear to you this, you will never break me and you will never have him."

~X~X~X~X~X~X~

'All too easy.' Fara thought to herself as the speeder slowed to a stop on the outskirts of the small city.

It had taken almost a whole hour, but now she and Fox were finally here, alone, and unsupervised. Fara had even persuaded Fox to put on something other than those "dusty old robes" in favor of a more casual, and normal look. She told him it was because she didn't want people to wonder why a Jedi was escorting around a fennec and that it might look suspicious. He had no idea the under-meaning of it all though. With him out of the Jedi robes and in a green T-shirt and grey pants, he looked just like any other fox while she looked like any other vixen. So no one would question why they were holding hands.

"Are you sure this isn't… weird?" Fox asked, his hand shaking and sweaty.

"Of course not!" Fara giggled, not caring one bit if he shook or sweat, not when she had him all to herself after years and years of yearning. "You're simply escorting me. There's nothing wrong with a handsome gentleman doing that, is there?"

"I… I guess not." Fox said, blushing like he was sick with a fever.

Fara purred to herself as she looked up at the nervous fox. She loved how innocent and naïve he was. It welled up feelings and urges inside her to help him open his eyes to what he was missing out on, show him new things, sights, feelings, and pleasures. It made her heart beat faster and faster thinking of when she would finally get him to submit; to succumb to her teachings of life and corruption. As noble and heroic it was to be a Jedi, she wanted more than that, she wanted a bad boy.

"Where should we go first than, handsome?" She flirted while squeezing his hand a little.

"Depends. Are you hungry?" He asked but shivered when she gave him a hungry look.

"Famished." Fara said licking her lips, slowly and deliberately.

"Well let's go get some food!" Fox yipped and started striding with his long legs towards the nearest diner. Fara was a little hard pressed to keep up, what being a foot and a half shorter and all, but Fox did eventually slow down when they were inside.

They didn't even wait a minute before a waitress came over. She was taller than Fara, but six inches shorter than Fox who was six and an inch tall himself. Fara found herself to dislike the white poodle, as she recognized Fox right off the bat and seemed just as interested in him as she was.

"Fox! How wonderful to see you again." She said with a bright smile on her face. "How's the training going?"

"It's going great, Fay!" Fox smiled back. "I'm finally a Padawan now."

"That's so great, Sweetie!" She yipped and gave him a long hug.

Fara felt a sense of territorial anger rise within her and it spiked when Fox let go of her hand and hugged Fay back. Once they pulled away however, his hand quickly returned to hers, although she wasn't as quick to hold his as she was before.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Who's this? Your friend?" Fay asked now finally taking notice of the short vixen.

"You could say that." Fox admitted. "Her name is Fara, Fara Phoe-"

"Just Fara."

"So nice to meet you, Fara." Fay said offering her hand which Fara took it to appear ladylike, as part of the deal Fox and her made.

"Likewise." Fara said despite the urge to break her hand as they gently shook.

"Are you a Jedi too? I haven't seen you around before."

"No… I'm just an old childhood friend of Fox's. Nothing special about me, really." Fara lied.

Fay's light blue gray eyes spied them holding hands.

"Just friends? My dear, Fara, you must be something special to get a Jedi to break his vow and land this delicious hunk of man meat." Fay giggled as it became clear as to why Fara disliked the canine. She had a thing for Fox.

"We're… we're not-" Fox began but was interrupted.

"He's my escort. I've never been to Papetoon and from what I hear it can be very dangerous." Fara once again lying.

Fay nodded. "It can be, dear. It can be. We've been having mercenary problems of late as well. Groups of mercs have been robbing, raping, and pillaging across the countryside. We're getting a lot of refugees lately and I wish the Jedi would send someone to smoke them out."

"Yeah, sucks. Could we uh… get a table? I haven't eaten since yesterday." Fara said quickly diverting the conversation away before that stupid "I should do something" look on Fox's face could set in. Fox was her hero, her hero. Not a bunch of smelly farmers' hero.

"Of course. Sorry you two, I do prattle on a lot sometimes." Fay shrugged and led them to an empty booth.

She handed them their menus and told them she'd be back in two minutes. Fara watched her go, thinking of ways she could "make it look like an accident" before turning her attention back to Fox. He had a distant look on his face, no doubt thinking about those poor farmers being robbed, raped, and pillaged. Where it didn't concern the fennec one bit, it upset him to the point he was ignoring her.

Unacceptable.

"Fox? Fox, don't worry about those people. The Jedi will most likely deal with it soon and everything will be as it was." Fara assured him while rubbing her foot against his leg under the table.

"I'm sorry, Fara. I just can't help but feel bad for them. These people support Papetoon, the temple, and me even. Without them and their generous donations we'd all have starved and forced to have eaten our Lightsabers." Fox admitted.

"They'll be fine." Fara pressed. "It's not like the Jedi will abandon them!"

"No, but they will take their sweet time." Fox growled. "If Venom can convert planets and people to their cause openly and unchecked, what hope do these poor people have enlisting our aid? I don't know, sometimes I wish I could leave and start doing things that mattered. For the last seven years all I've been doing is needless chores, training, and studying! It got fast."

Fara sighed. "Do you remember what I told you a few hours ago? Why not just leave? Let's just go and leave all these silly oaths behind! We'll become mercenaries, get contracts to kill bad mercenaries, and even fight Venom. Best of all, you'll be a free man! Able to take control of his own life again, free to love, be happy, and do anything he wants."

The vulpine stared into the vixen's eyes seeing the truth in her words but couldn't agree with it. He sighed and shook his head.

"I can't, Fara. I made a promise and I won't break it."

Fara rolled her eyes. "Fine. But one day I'll make you see, and when I do you'll love me for it."

~X~X~X~X~X~X~

"…and you're sure it's her?"

"Of course I'm sure!" Fay whispered at the hologram fox in her hand. "Fox is with Andross' right hand, and by the looks of it, she's got him wrapped around her little finger!"

The vulpine let out a string of curses. "How can my son be so… dumb sometimes?!"

"I can think of a reason." Far said looking around the cold meat locker to make sure she was still alone. "The girl is gorgeous! Probably even better than Krystal. The size of her tits and her being able to still stand up straight is mind boggling!"

"Knock it off, Fay."

"I'm serious, James!" Fay growled. "She's hitting on him left and right and he probably has no idea how to respond thanks to the Jedi. He knows nothing about girls and how crafty some of them can be."

"Alright. See if you can't do something, anything. Seduce him if you have to; just keep him away from her." James growled.

Fay gave James a look. "Seduce him? First a taste of the big bull and now the young calf?"

"Fay." James growled menacingly to which the canine giggled.

"Only kidding, boss. Don't worry; I'll put their little flame out." Fay said assured.

"Make sure that you do. It's bad enough he's jeopardizing his vows but now he's doing it with a Sith assassin! It would have been so much easier if it was Krystal." James groaned as he massaged the bridge between his eyebrows as a sudden onset headache attacked him.

"As if. Ain't no man getting in that vixen's robes." Fay scoffed. "I'll check back in a half an hour. Fay out."

~X~X~X~X~X~X~

"Do all ladies play footsies under the table?" Fox grunted as the vixen's foot inched up his leg and then slowly trailed back down.

"Only when the gentleman allows it, and since you haven't yet stopped me…" Fara said with a smirk.

At that, Fox quickly shifted his legs away making the vixen pout. He gave her a serious look and she quickly looked at her menu. Every so often she would look up from the menu that didn't interest her in the slightest. Fox noticed her big blue eyes dart up every now and then and chuckled. She kept driving him crazy, but he would eagerly come back for more.

"Are you and Krystal getting along okay?" Fox asked putting his menu down.

Fara let out a very sly smile. "Krystal? Oh she is such a sweetheart."

"Really?!" Fox gapped, expecting the worst but felt a wave of relief wash over him.

"Yeah really." Fara sighed giving him a look like he was stupid, but he was too relieved at the moment to notice. "We were up last night talking and talking."

"About what?"

"Lots of things." Fara said rolling her eyes around so not to make eye contact.

"Hey you two. Ready to order?" Fay asked coming back suddenly.

"I am but if you need a few more minutes, Fara." Fox said looking to the vixen.

"Yes I'll have the- Fox?!"

Out of nowhere Fox jumped out of the booth and to his feet. His senses shot out in all directions, something was wrong and he was trying to find out why. The young Jedi's sudden outburst drew all eyes to him but he didn't care. Everyone's lives were in danger and if he didn't act quick enough they would all die.

'What is it? Where is it? How can I stop it?' Fox thought as the sense of danger descended upon him, threatening to choke him out. His senses were dull as he had been focusing all his attention on Fara for the whole day, and it was difficult to see the danger creeping closer and closer.

'It's a… it's a hovercraft. A hovercraft? Why is that danger- bombs… there are bombs on the hover car and it's-'

"EVERYONE GET DOWN!" Fox shouted and spun around, throwing both hands out in front of himself.

He summoned every ounce of his abilities and threw a wave of force out at the wall behind him. The wave Fox sent out blew a large hole in the wall from floor to ceiling eight feet wide. It went on to slam into the small personal vehicle outside, flinging it away like it was a toy. Unfortunately the hovercraft only flew ten feet away before detonating. The explosion was massive, sending Fox and Fay flying back and a wall of fire shoot in all directions. Fara was smarter than everyone else and actually took cover so she was better protected from the explosion but the flames still burned her and her clothes.

Fox felt himself land after what felt like minutes later. His body slammed into another table and crashed down to the floor. He kept blacking out and waking up feeling brief moments of intense agony before falling back under. When he finally came around and maintained consciousness he could taste blood, feel burns on his body, and could hardly move a muscle.

The vulpine opened his eyes, seeing the diner was completely devastated. Chairs were knocked over, people were screaming, and smoke was filling the room. He moved his head, getting a report of pain with every millimeter he moved. His green eyes blinked and he found Fara standing over him, and she was smiling.

~X~X~X~X~X~X~

AUTHOR'S NOTES~~~ Yeah, thought it was just gonna be about Fara trying to get in Fox's pants and assert her dominance of Krystal, didn't you? Yeah. Go ahead; say Superman will save the day. Go ahead. …WRONG! Weaseled that bit of plot in at the last minute. Anyways. I'll have you know that this story is rated T for TEEN. No M for Mature naughtiness. That's Krystal's Honeymoon, which is getting a sixth chapter and an update might I add! Don't tell anyone, this is for you loyal fans only.