Jaina's Journal_Entry # 3
"The Kiss"

By obi's girl

Summary: Weeks after the events of "Obsession to the Limits", Jaina reevaluates her relationship with Jag; as he reevaluates his with her.
Timeframe: Set after Dark Tide 2. Don't ask me when or which book. I'm really not sure. This is sorely for fun.
Genre: Romance, though it is only the beginning.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: All the below characters belong to George Lucas. I'm just playing around.

I sighed to myself as I watched the stars above. It was a beautiful night and peaceful...of course if the Vong attacked without warning it wouldn't be peaceful at all. Months ago, no one ever thought about the rest of the galaxy and the reaches beyond that. Now, the universe is no longer safe and it isn't exactly the best time to think about ones' first kiss.

It doesn't matter. The idea that Jagged Fel would even give me a second glance is...only in my dreams. That's another thing. Lately, I've been dreaming about what it would be like to kiss Jag. Would he kiss me first or would I? Was he a good kisser? All these questions have been bouncing back and forth in my head and I don't know how to deal with it.

**

Wedges nodded watching his nephew straighten his uniform. He had known Jag had a crush on Jaina and she on him, but it was more amusing how they acted around each other. Everybody knew they had feelings for each other, though they never admitted it openly. He was certain Jacen knew his sister liked Jag, though the boy never said anything. But aside from that, all it was just flirting and talking.

Jag turned and smiled, "How do I look?"

"It's nice. But, can I give you some advice?"

He shrugged.

"Why go to all this show if all you have to do is tell Jaina you like her?"

Jag slumped his shoulders and plopped onto the bed. Because he was raised as a Chiss, he was never good at expressing his feelings.... even to a girl and Jaina. "It's just how I am. I can't help it. I can try to be human but it's hard. I'm not used to living loudly and openly." He paused, slightly worried. "Is that going to be problem?"

"It might. Or it might not. Jedi are the same way. Unemotional at times, but completely emotional the next. Mostly, it's about philosophical. Jaina, for example, though she is Jedi, she's not like that all time. She's a teenager and acts like a teenager on occasion." Wedge paused, smiling. "If it helps, I think you bring the teenage side out of her."

"You really think so?"

Wedge leaned back, trying to suppress a smile. "Let's put it this way, she wouldn't challenge anybody to a duel." And winked at him.

"That was only the first round. Next time, I'll beat her.... that's the teenager side talking, Uncle."

"Well, at least there's something there." Wedge added.

**

After wandering through the halls, Jag found me alone in the gym where had sparred only weeks ago and kicked his ass. It was a tie actually because we decided to be equals. No one really won. No one won, which meant at one point, there would have to be another fight to see who is the better fighter. He smiled menacingly, clearing his throat.

I turned a strand of sweaty of hair stuck to my cheeks and forehead. I gasped, staring at him. My mouth was practically open and gaping back, unable to comprehend. There he was, Jagged Fel, dressed, in an officers' suit or was it one? I wasn't really sure. He was dressed up nicely, almost like gentlemen but the thin shirt he wore almost revealed his tight muscles. Oh no, Jainy! Don't even think about.

"Jag, what, uh, is something wrong - I mean what are you doing here?" I asked, practically falling over myself.

He walked closer, eyeing me, trying to see if he could size me down but it didn't work. He didn't intimidate me, but I still felt he was here to see me for a reason. He stopped, facing me and brushed my head, clearing the sweat off my forehead and sides.

"I was training, sir. Jedi exercises and...Sorry, I forgot. We're equals."

Jag nodded, met my eyes and kissed me softly without saying a word to respond to my answer. Only, there was no question. He didn't say anything. He just showed up, interrupted my exercises to kiss me...a kiss that wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I relaxed a bit, my arms crawling around his back as his slithered onto mine. He pulled away suddenly and smiled.

"I always wanted to do that." He whispered.

I smiled back, fingering his hair between my fingers. "I always wanted you too, but I wasn't sure if you felt that way about me. When we met, you saw me as a kid, I didn't think you saw me as a woman."

He shrugged and smiled again. "It's like what you said. A meeting is only a meeting until otherwise indicated." Jag raised a hand and brushed my cheek, making me flush a bit. "We're equals, Jaina Solo and...even though we are, there's still a small business we have to take care of." He backed away and dropped his robe to the floor. "Second try, another round, only this time, none us don't hold anything back. All or nothing."

"You're just so determined to beat me because I'm a girl. Male ego. It never changes."

Jag shrugged and raised his arms and fists, smiling at me. "Well, you've had the time to warm up. It's only fair, we see who's better."

I shrugged but raised my arms, hyping myself up. He moved around, trying to size me down like he did before and this time, I have to admit it worked a little bit. I nodded off the feeling as he swung at me first, I ducked it and positioned myself on his left side. He turned to me and nodded.

"Come on. I know you're better than that, Sticks." He teased.

"I am." I replied stoically before flipping over him and locking his arms in mine. I flipped him over onto the mat and once again, straddled him like I did during our first sparring session. I nodded my head before bending down and kissing him. "Now, we're equals. No more fight. Deal?"

He smiled, kissing me back. "So, I can't beat you sparring. That doesn't mean I can't beat you at flight simulations."

I laughed. "Oh no, Jag. I learned from the best. If we face off on flight simulations, you're going to wish you never met me."

"Then what else can we compete in?"

I tapped my chin with my index finger, as if thinking and smiled back. "How about nothing?" I continued, "We've gotten this far and if we continue to compete, our relationship, our friendship, it'll be hurt, that and our prides. I don't want that. I don't want to hurt you."

He nodded, understanding my meaning. He also gestured I stand up. I scooted off, standing up. "Sorry." I whispered, sensing he was somewhat disappointed.

"I'm not disappointed, Jaina. In fact, I'm kinda of glad I don't have to face you. You're a Jedi and rumor has it, the best rookie pilot in the Rogue Squadron - something that tends to intimidate any pilot of any status and background."

My smile widened as I looked back at him, but waved my hand. "You're just saying that because you don't want to hurt my feelings. Thank you."

He nodded no. "No, I meant it."

"Thank you." I whispered back.

"Oh, before I forget. There's a small social gathering next weekend. It's for all flight officers, no generals or admirals, except if they're monitoring the party. It's nothing fancy, just something to relieve tension and...I was wandering, would you like to be my date?"

I cleared my throat, looking at him honestly and placed my hands behind my back. "I would be honored, Jagged Fel."

He smiled, partly amused by my reaction to his invitation. "All right. It's in the mess hall at 12:00. Don't be late."

I nodded. "I don't plan to be."

Jag smiled again before exiting the gym and vanished down the hallway.

So, that was a kiss from Jagged Fel. It wasn't bad.... I just hope our first date is better and memorable.

TBC