A/N: This is a romantic one. X) For those easily grossed out by mush, please turn away now. XD Just kidding, read on! For Kimsa's prompt, "Would you die for me?" Grievous POV. Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: If I only had the rights to this awesome franchise...I guess it's a franchise...is it a franchise?
"Would you die for me?"
I jump slightly at the words that break the stillness of the room.
She shifts against me. "Grievous?"
I don't look down at her. I stare at the moonlit window. "What?"
"Did you hear me?"
"What did you say?"
I give her a chance to withdraw the words. Hoping she'll take it.
She doesn't.
"Would you die for me?"
Wincing, I glance down at her sharply.
At her eyes.
At her face.
At her convictions against everything I stand for.
Her chest is still against mine; she's holding her breath.
With a twinge of hesitation I don't let seep through to my voice, I answer.
"No."
I expect her to be shocked. To cry. To hit me. To leave.
So I am utterly shocked when her face splits into a wide, relieved smile.
"Excellent," she whispers, cuddling closer. "I wouldn't die for you either."
Despite my best efforts, a spike of hurt dashes through my heart.
Hurt that I, again, refuse to show. "Any particular reason why?"
She looks up at me as though confused. "Well, dying is easy, General. For you, I'd fist-fight through every last creature holding you captive."
A/N: YAY! 8D FLUFF ALL AROUND! Oh, c'mon, don't tell me you guys weren't worried when he said no, and then she agreed with him. XD So was I. I had no idea how I'd dig myself out of that hole.