Rila: I'm back with some fluff~ :P Because I think that'd be cute. Yes~ There's another fluffy one after this. The patch of fluff has returned. :3 I think this makes sense. As I've said before, I'm better with angst - not fluff.

Disclaimer: I think I'm a romantic at heart. Blrrgh.

Word Count: 627

Chapter Description: A little corner of peace.


There was no need for a fire this time, the twin moons of the planet providing enough light to see without it. The temperature, while cool, was not enough to provoke the need for added warmth. The atmosphere was all together pleasant, and he was reminded that this planet had not seen the darkness of war - something that he, his brothers, Ahsoka and General Skywalker, were trying to keep from happening.

Though there wasn't any real need for a patrol - after all, the inhabitants of the planet seemed more concerned with hiding from them than attacking -, he found himself outside, breathing the cool night air and walking around aimlessly.

And that was how he found her. She was nestled in the knee length grass, near invisible in the way she was laying on her back, her arms eagle-spread away from her body. In fact, had it not been for the gentle sigh and the darkness of her skin, she would have blended with the grass that was a near silver in the light from the two moons.

Her attention shifted from the sky to him as he approached, her mouth curving into a soft smile. "Hey there," she greeted, lifting a hand in welcome before lowering it and patting the space beside her. "Care to join me?"

He saw no harm in it, and he took a seat next to her as she propped herself up on her hands, head tilted towards him. "Couldn't sleep?" he inquired, thinking that her reason for being outside was along the same lines as his. It was not, after all, the first time that she had been found outside when she should have been sleeping.

Ahsoka's smile softened into something more wistful, and her head turned and tilted back, gaze focusing back upon the star-studded sky and the thin, silver-gray clouds that drifted along. "Something like that." Before he could ask further, she continued, "This place reminds me of Shili."

Her homeworld, a place inhabited by her own people - a place that she had only seen twice. He watched her, trying to read her expression. She inhaled and then exhaled in a soft, slow sigh before glancing over as he asked, "Do you want to go back?"

She blinked, iris color made brighter by the reflection of silver light above, and her head tilted in contemplation before she answered, "Someday. Just for a little bit." She scooted closer and bumped her shoulder against his, mouth curving into a wider grin. "I'd bring you along, too." The grin suddenly faltered, and the chevrons of her montrals darkened. "I mean, if you want..."

Her voice wavered at the end, dropping down into silence as she turned away, watching a soft breeze send ripples across the grass. Blades bent, a whispering touch across her shoulders. A hand landed on hers, and she turned.

"I'd like that," he answered, and his tone was honest, matching his gaze. Her mouth curved into a smile. Impulse took hold as she watched him, and she leaned forward. The kiss was not their first, and different in the fact that it was not a chaste, dry brush of lips against each other - it was warmer and more confident, guided by the fact that it was not witnessed by anyone, save for the two moons.