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Ahsoka's POV
I was leaving... Why was I so sad? Was it because of knowing that I was leaving such a beautiful world? No! I visited many planets, including my people's artisan colony on Kiros where some of the most spectacular art ever made in the galaxy was centered within... And I didn't feel an ounce of grief by leaving... No, it must be the easy going feel of being away from war. But I have been stationed on Coruscant for countless occasions and always wanted to be out on the front lines...
It had be because of Bonteri... I mean, it is not that I loved him as he loves me. It's just that I feel so guilty of randomly ridding myself so suddenly when he places so much of his source for happiness uncomfortably on my shoulders... There was no way I could just completely rebuff his feelings. That would plunge him in depression... And he was already sad well enough if it wasn't for me beating him like a slave.
But I was angry then... And completely paranoid with a nagging fear that he may make himself so noticable in public that everyone can spread 'rumors' that we were a couple. We are not! He's simply another boy...! And yet I still couldn't push him away from how lovestruck he obviously shows himself as.
So he always wants to follow me, he is distracting to us both, and if I leave him, I hurt his feelings..., but I don't have any feelings for him...
GRRRRR! Why does he put me in such a difficult situation?! None of my Jedi training could have prepared me for this! I can learn to avoid attachments and negative emotions, but what do I do if someone else easily falls in love with me merely because I behave as myself... I didn't ask to be hind-tailed by many, many men... and I always wish to remain forever as a Jedi, always having a battle every day... But this sort of 'battle' is something I could have never been able to prepare for.
And yet sometimes I wonder what it is like to be a regular woman (whatever regular is considered as), like gossiping, laughing, flirting, baking... That is if an average girl really does such things as that... But I still feel as if 'unlucky' girls my age who are not Force sensitive wish wholeheartedly to be a Jedi, even if being a Jedi means they are bent with limitations...
Everyone in the galaxy sees Jedi as invincible super-heroes (or corrupt super-villains, depending on one's point of view) and that they can magically solve anything with the flick of their wrist... Far from the truth. We Jedi can hardly solve anything right...
Lux's knee-high boyish goggling is proof of that!
"I think they're ready to give the 501 some competition." My Master was trying to start a conversation as we came out the doors, all of us (except Rex) cloaked to hide our identities.
This, with the Captain being very possessively proud of his men, was taken aback at the comment. "Let's not get carried away, General... Though, these Rebels have impressed me." With what was it so impressing?! They can hardly work with each other, and even less do they treat their job seriously!
"We'll share the developments with the Jedi Council. Ahsoka shall stay here as an advisor." Obi-Wan was talking, as he turned his attention towards me. "Monitor them and report back with their progress."
Wait? I am staying alone... with no one but the rebels and Lux? I couldn't tell if this was luck or misfortune... I will be able to get some taste as to how people around my age behave in a war-time setting, but that means that Lux could get more bold... I didn't know if I was ready to face another 'closet' scenario...
I bowed respectfully, but before I could comment back, my Master grabbed my shoulder which caused me to jump slightly. "You sure you're up to it, Snips? Or would you like to return to Coruscant?"
I was deep in thought again, biting my lip in enigma. But before I could finish my thourough debateful thought process, I realized that my two superiors are waiting for a quick answer. "No, Master... I want to stay." I felt a little embarrassed at how unneccessarily firm my tone of voice was... Like my 'brother' once said, 'Following orders is one thing. How you go about following orders is another.' I didn't quite understand what Anakin meant then until now: 'It doesn't matter what you say, but the feeling you have in saying something must be straight'... Something I so wasn't now. My mind and desires are completely out of balance.
"Good." Obi-Wan commented with enthusiasm... Wait, are they planning something with me by giving a separate mission? Perhaps they are not leaving at all. Maybe they wish to see how I can righteously control my emotions, which were as out of sync as a snowball on Tatooine. "We will continue to provide supplies and credits, but they must learn to operate on their own. Their survival depends on it." I knew perfectly what he meant. If the Jedi continously intervene enemies of 'helpless' planets, the threat will only be gone for a short period of time. Once the protectors leave, then the scavengers would just come back. It's like how the saying goes, 'Give a man a fish and he'll eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he'll eat for a lifetime.'
But I still don't know how to apply that moral with the trouble that Lux brings.
"Yes, Master." I bowed, mildly happy that I will not have any presence of the Republic narrowing their eyes on me like a hawk... It's like the freedom a child feels when their home alone.
But what my 'Skyguy' said next left me more troubled than I needed to. "Remember your purpose." And then they all went and left.
I look down and continued to bite my lip until it started to swell... 'Remember my purpose'? How can I do that if people just want me to be pushed away from it? And then there's still Lux to consider... He will be overjoyed to know that I will be staying for a week, but I don't know if that is good news for me...
He could very well make me forget my purpose. Purposeful righteousness of doing my duty as a Jedi... and still keep the duty of a sentient being.
Anakin's POV
"So how do you think she'll do?" Obi-Wan commented... My master was interrogating me... I could tell he just wanted to get a grip of how unsure I was of this whole setup. Yes, I was the one who suggested to the Council to speed up the process of the trials, but I didn't want that to happen. If I was given my way, I would want to keep Ahsoka at my side for the rest of my life. But what progress would that give her? She, like the Rebels need to learn to operate on their own.
Lux Bonteri wants to be by my Snips' side as much as I do. As much as I wish Padmé was always with me... I could sense the young insurgents emotions... He craves her presence as much as I crave Padmé's. It's a simple feeling of invincibility that a loving woman can give. And I was curious if my sister's presence will help Lux in his fight.
I know that I didn't know him well, but I knew enough to know that his love for Ahsoka is the exact same as my love for Padmé.
"I think she will do perfectly well..." That was hard for me to say. If she was perfectly successful (whatever that success may be), than the sooner she will be gone from my life. But if she fails her mission, then she will be with me for a much greater time... But then she'll feel completely lost and helpless if that were the case. And I couldn't let her go like that. I could hardly let her go at all.
"So, Generals," Rex spoke out, almost before we hit the peering crowds of people. "How do you plan on getting off this rock."
"That is where you were suppose to help, Rex... You know someone within the walls of this city who is willing to give a ship? When you were out on the shopping excursion with Commander Tano, Bonteri, and Cello..."
Rex thought for a minute. "Yes, they mentioned they had a fast ship... One that is stationed in a secret hold, that can get us away faster than we are able to be stopped."
"And who has it?"
"Terrence and Lando of Malgan Market... They got a very fast freighter... Or so they say."
Lux's POV
I stared at the door..., thinking. Cheekily thinking of who I loved... I wondered if her presence here would be a distraction... But it would definitely make me feel better... That is if she doesn't get mad at me again, which she probably will considering how fast she got mad at me the last time.
I closed my eyes and imagined her.
In my fantasy, I was in front of another door with a similar outlook... I was at the age of 21, in an expensive tuxedo (Capped off with a bow tie bearing Ahsoka's colors of orange and green), and my 'Soka was the same age as me. I knocked on her door.
And when she opened she was dressed up in a silver lace sparkled flow, cut at the side to show her left leg whenever she would walk, and (like her Jedi bodysuit) her back was completely bare along with her graceful arms... I didn't know why she would dress like this, as if she knew I was coming...
"Oh, Lux, you finally came for me!" Finally? This isn't like her at all. My imagination was going crazy... And before anyone could say 'Rob's your droid!', she pulled me inside by my wrist and I was plopped on the couch... I laid there and looked to the side as Ahsoka glanced at the flowers, chocolate, and wedding ring box that I dropped.
She picked up the flowers, and gave a strong inhale, and lulled, "Are these flowers for me?" She announced ecstatically... Well of course they are for you? Who else would they be for?
She set them on a nearby table and then picked up the box of chocolates... "Oh, they are as shaped as a heart... That is so cute!" She opened the box. "Wow...! Wow, oh, wow, oh, wow...! What is it?"
I would have laughed at the situation if it weren't for the fact that I knew my 'Soka wasn't behaving as herself... There was something strange about this 'girly' Ahsoka. "Well, Beautiful..., they're chocolate... You eat 'em..."
"OK?" She gave me a strange look before popping one inside her mouth. "MMMMM!" Well, she obviously loved the taste of it. "They taste... It is..." She seemed lost for words. That was so unlike her. "It is really scrumptous..."
That made me most happy, "You think so?" I haven't moved from my current position as Ahsoka walked up, set the box down with the lid, and moved to the left side of the couch, carrying the most mischevious expression that I never seen her use.
"I know so... But there is another 'taste' that has been denied from me for too long..."
I was dumbfounded and before I could assume any further, Ahsoka was straddling me. Our pelvis' met between us (causing an odd sensation, as you can predict), her legs wrapped around my own making me nothing more than trapped, her arms found there way into my hair as she started to play with it, and her breasts pressed forward, sliding back slightly against my tux.
"Ahsoka?" I got nervous of her behaviors. "Uh..., this isn't like you."
Ahsoka giggled, "It wasn't before but it is now... I was told you were coming... I wanted to make your visit special." She licked the shell of my ear, calming me down enough for her to get her way with me.
"'Soka..." A lascivous smile came on my face as I forgot completely why I was here in first place. I was going to propose to her, but now there was only one desire: Salacious lust! "Do that again." She came this time, not to my ear but to my face, and licked my lips, curling her tongue as she exhorted her un-Ahsoka-like actions.
She pulled back, rubbed my cheek, and put pressure to my lower regions. "Someone's getting excited."
Before I could answer back, she bent down and gave me another soaking kiss... My eyes closed and I was close to complete slumber with every nerve in my body relaxing tremendously. Her lips were sticking to my top lip as she sucked on it with moaning joy, like it was one of my 'sticky' toys that I played with as a child.
But none of this was childish at all.
She leaned back, making me come forward for more, but slammed my head completely against the cushions for another assault. Her tongue was licking the crevice of my mouth slightly, asking for entry... I opened my mouth willingly, and her tongue came in with numerous and plentiful slurps as she gorged herself within the cave. Her tongue was compressing on my own and there was this odd taste. Sweet, sugary chocolate... I was hintingly tasting the caramelized chocolate that she just ate, nowing coating her tongue with a wondrous glow... And to tell you the truth, I loved the taste of chocolate. But Ahsoka's lips were ten times more sweet, now twenty times more with her chocolate-essenced tongue.
When she leaned back, I opened my eyes again... And noticed my entire coat, shirt, and tie was gone. She must have removed them when she was tackling me. I thought she might be disappointed with my bodily looks, but she actually dranked up the sight... Perhaps completely oblivious to the 'better looks' of the outside world... And I could assume she was ignorant of such facts by being a Jedi, completely forced to not delve with attachments.
"Now there is one more taste that I am dying to discover for my own."
My eyes widened, knowing exactly what she was hinting about. Her attention went to my belt as she started to loosen it. I grabbed her wrists with worry.
"Ahsoka, I don't feel ready for this."
She gave a toying smile that one would only expect a siren to give. "But you do. You wanted this since we first met. You have been ready for five years. I do believe I said you were my only 'taste' of what a couple was like outside the Jedi."
"I... I enjoy this greatly, Ahsoka." I was becoming a victim to her again, but this time in a lot different way. "I love everything about you-"
"Do you love me?" She questioned.
"I will never stop loving you, but the fact remains that-" She smashed her lips on mine when I was least expecting, her hands busy in my hair, literally having a 'tongue-in-cheek' moment.
And like smoke, all my clothes were off... as my body hung on the thread of the bed as if I were dead. But I wasn't dead. Only obsessively aroused. There was only certain thoughts going through my mind as my body was motionless with the siren as it were in the cave.
My mind was in chaos, with an overwhelming sense of euphoria; completely stilted as someone else continued her wishes... and mine...
"LUX! LUX! LUX! LUX!"
"Lux..., Lux..., Lux, are you there? It's me... Lux, quit daydreaming."
I opened my eyes and found myself in my home on Onderon. Back in the Tecora Bartford Gerrera's apartment complex... Back in the real world with real limitations...
I looked around and people were staring at me with confusion...
I looked down and found Ahsoka there giving the most questioning look... I wanted to hug her back. Maybe kiss her like there was no tomorrow... But the daydream kept a glaring fear in my mind, spooked into submission of a burning enemy inside me. "Lux, it's me... I'm staying for a week... Are you OK?" She hugged me, her head resting to the side to hear my heartbeat (At least if it would if the armor wasn't there). I remained silent.
"I... I lo-..." She cut me off as she stood on the tip of her toes, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me with a controlled passion.
People were cheering, clapping, hooting, whistling... Like this was one big night-out teen party...
Oh, I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you, Ahsoka!
The kiss she gave was light one. No sucking. No tongue. Just a light press of the lips.
But as much as I wished to kiss her back, my mind was plagued with fear... I was afraid this could lead away from where I wanted to go. Out of control... I mean Ahsoka, in her right mind, would always be in control... But the shadowy nightmares were shunning me nonetheless.
She pulled away and the room was left into complete silence... 'Come to me, Ahsoka. Come to me...'
But my thoughts were different than what I uttered next. "Go away." The room was even more silent, my 'Soka was flabbergasted at the words, thinking none too lightly that she heard me wrong.
"What?" Her voice cracked, unsure if there was tears in her eyes or denial with her mind.
'Come to me, Ahsoka... Never leave my arms.'
"Go away."
I ran off from the center of attention with my face puddled in my palms as I cried all the way to my room, leaving everyone confused beyond comprehension.
What will happen next? Hmmmmm.
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