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This is my first fanfiction I have ever written. Stories, I write, but never fanfiction. I feel it destroys a plot line of something someone worked hard to build. But now I realize it adds a little fun to a story. More like an "untold" story of a story.

I chose to write a Star Wars fanfiction because I know that there is so much left out and the Galaxy is obviously huge, so I am able to write a story that isn't contradicting or even retelling that of Luke and Leia or Padme and Obi-Wan. But I had to decide what I should write it about. I was thinking maybe something along the lines of KOTOR I or II, but that seems to be overdone, with the "Exile" and all though I still may write on, so if you end up liking this story, please look out for that one or my others. So I stuck with the movie genre. And then I thought: "Where did that stupid love rule come from, anyway?" And that's what we are going to find out.

Why an M rating?

Because my story will start getting into some graphic content, in sexual nature, violent nature, and some strong language occasionally. I can say, however, that the sexual nature will not go too far, though there will be a hint at intercourse many times, and it will happen, though not too much graphically.

Disclaimer

I do not own the Star Wars logo or Lucasfilm Ltd. and those, along with all names that might be mentioned from those movies, books, etc., and any other Star Wars related ideas or items are registered trademarks and/or copyrights of Lucasfilm Ltd. or their respectable trademark and copyright holder, including the Authors of the books.

I can, however, say that this story is of my own work, therefore if anyone steals it, I will hunt you down. Aaliexandria and any other made up character is of my creation. The plot line, and all dialogue and written action is also of my creation. Therefore, it is all my proper.

I do not own, moderate, or am an admin of I merely use it to post my stories. Thank you.

Last remarks

Enjoy the story!

I now present, To Love And To Hate.

Chapter One

Sensual Visions

"There is no passion; there is peace. There is no ignorance; there is knowledge. There is no chaos; there is harmony. There is no death; there is the Force. Can any of you explain to me what the force is?"

A child of six rose his hand, and Aaliexandria pointed to him."It's…it's a field…around all of us…all living things, and…and—oh! It binds everyone together…it is life and life makes it!" The boy spoke fast and excitement clouded the understanding of the words spoken.

The woman ended up laughing quietly. She could not understand this little boy to save her life! "Thank you, youngling. Does anyone else want to give it a shot? No? Alright then, you may go into the next room and watch some of the Padawans train for a Master."

Cheers rang out and younglings, all fifteen of them, got up and ran towards the door behind them the group. "Walk, now. Walk!" A laugh was admitted again as Alexandria, a Jedi Master herself, slowly shook her head.

Oh, how would she like to have one of her own a child, that is. Lexi knew that every woman here, Jedi or not, wants a child and family in some part of their life…but the Council seems to be debating about that idea. 'Yes, we shall teach the Force to others, but there must be rules, and regulations, there must be standards. This is something that's not to be trifled with. If this got into the wrongs hands…' 'The wrong hands? Aniren…the Force is everywhere, in everyone…You cannot simply deny it to a person, they would die. The Force is life and life makes the Force.'

The arguments, the meetings, the rules…It was chaos and maybe it was not a good idea for them to have gotten together. It has been nearly sixty-eight years, apparently, since the Order first met. Aaliexandria is among the third generation to have joined, at a rather young age of 27, becoming a Master, too. The Force was relatively new, though hermits in the outer rim used it quite often. The problem with the Order is the rules it will set up. Lexi was at her first meeting when she was only five and a half years old, when her grandfather brought her. It was then that they decided to "train" people in this "Force".

Now…however…they were making standards. And according to these standards, the Jedi, as they were named, were not allowed to have a life. And that is what Aalexandria is fighting for. The chance to live and have a family while still being able to do good and help people. It was possible…and she knew it. It was just a matter of convincing the other Masters of her plan. "Markus, I shall be meditating in my chambers. Come and seek me if anything important arises."

Finally…a chance to rest. Real rest. Sleep. Okay, so she said that she was going to meditate, but sleeping was a deeper form a meditation, no? Reaching her room, Lexi closed the door and slipped off the heavy robes she was given today. The new uniform. "'Modest, humble and serene…that is how the Order of the Jedi shall dress, eat, act, and live'," Aaliex repeated, having heard this from Master Daren hundreds of times. Suddenly she giggled and slowly shook her head, though a sense of guilt came over here.

Maybe she should meditate…it would be good. Great, actually. It was rather calming…and…Aw, Hell, she'll just do it. The female's fingers delicately undid her tunic and slipped out of that and her pants, leaving her in her undergarments as she stared at the full length mirror in front of her. She was relatively attractive for a female human. Tall, grey eyes, brown hair, a good sized chest, and most importantly, toned. She worked with sabers, and dance training—something that helped with the gracefulness of battling with a lightsaber.

Brushing some brunette locks from her eyes, she gave a sigh and kneeled onto the floor, her hands coming up together, palm to palm out in front of her chest, her head bowed and eyes closed. Okay…breathe…just breathe…and…don't think about anything…that is simple. Don't think. Okay…

…………

…how do I not think? Arg, I knew this was going to be hard…

It was nearly fifteen minutes later and Lexi was in this state of mind…calm and passive, and simply thinking about nothing. Images whizzed past and it was like she was watching a movie that had no plot line. She was watching the Force and becoming one with it. That was when, deep in the crevasse of her mind, she heard a moan. The eyes under Aaliexandria's lids fluttered slightly, but she did not break from this trance.

This time when a picture came into her mind, it seemed almost real; it stayed there, too, and played all the way. It wasn't like the snippets and bits that had appeared before and also the last time she meditated which was probably when she was 13.

Two bodies were pressed up against each other, a male and female. Moans and whispered sounded, breathes of exhaustion but pleas of continuing. It was all very sensual and Lexi still did not awaken from this…in fact, she was drawn to it. She still had yet to see who these two were, but she could certainly hear that it was all very pleasurable. Lips upon the neck of the female, and a sigh of content was brought forth, while her hands traced up the back of the man, only to end on the back of his head while his lips made a trail down, and began caressing her chest. Moans and entanglement of hushed sentences were brought forth while—

"Master Lexington. The other Masters…they need you." Markus knocked on the metal door once more, repeating what he had said. Aaliex was in a sweat and breathing heavily. "Markus! I will be out in a minute! Can't anyone get a good mediation around here?" That was not what she was worried about though…she really wanted to continue to see what she was seeing and figure out who it was. It was so real. Lexi had heard of visions, things set in the future, but what of this? With a sigh of irritation, her grey eyes moved about the room as she got back into her pants and tunic. Now, however, she has a Council meeting to attend to.