TITLE: "My Sassy Princess"
AUTHOR: Maiden of Endor
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the copyright of Star Wars; just using the characters and situations depicted in the movie for a bit of fun. Stanza from the song "Do You Think I'm Sexy" belongs to Rod Stewart.
SUMMARY: Han and Leia are becoming more aware of their feelings for each other. Leia's eyebrow mishap almost led Han to kissing her while he placed the band-aid on her eyebrow.
(Read about Han doing a strip dance in this chapter!)
CHAPTER VIII- "Why him?"After the fight they had last night, the next day came. Until then, Leia and Han weren't still on speaking terms with each other. Both could feel the tension during breakfast time, when they would only talk to each other when one was asking the other to pass the container of sugar or the bottle of maple syrup. Beyond that, no more trivial conversations were held.
Han couldn't take anymore not to let the day pass without having a good talk with Leia, so to make matters better, he decided to start the reconciliation with himself. It's now time for me to make the first move with her, he thought.
He decided to ask her about what she did with Luke the other day. As he passed by her room, he saw that the door was ajar. He caught a glimpse of Leia sitting by her vanity table, her long hair spread out. She was in intense concentration in cutting the tips of her hair with a pair of scissors. So, she's cutting out her split ends, Han thought humorously. Maybe she should have her hair shaved, after all. He chuckled a little to himself and stood by her bedroom door. Leia didn't notice his presence until she heard his voice from behind her.
"If I were you, Princess, I'd have my hair relaxed." She turned her head and saw Han standing at her door, smiling at her. She still can't get over what had happened last night, so she just stared at him blankly and continued with cutting her split ends. Get out of my sight, won't you, she thought. But even in the mirror, she could still see his reflection. And to make matters worse, he entered her room and sat at the edge of her bed.
Come on, talk to me. Han felt that his efforts were about to go down the drain. It was no use trying to make it up with someone who doesn't feel the need to do so. A moment passed by. Han continued to watch her and soon after, she placed the scissors on top of the table. She pulled her hair up in a bun and reached for a blade. With that, she carefully reshaped her left eyebrow.
Oh great, now she's fixing her eyebrows. She's probably making it thinner so that she could raise it more at me. Han thought about her trademark eyebrow-raise, which she does whenever she's pissed off with him. He felt like asking her, "are you making your brow thinner so you could raise it more at me?" But then he remembered his vow to be nicer to Leia. He changed the channel of his mind, and soon came up with a much sensible question.
"Why do you women have to be so vain at everything, even with your eyebrows?" He smiled, thinking that it was already a less offensive question. But Leia took it the wrong way. Who do you think you are to interfere with what I'm doing? She stopped for a while and turned her head to Han. "For your information, it's none of your business to ask why women do the things we do," she replied snootily. She went on with reshaping her left eyebrow, and when she was over, she started shaving the right one.
"Why, what's wrong with asking you that question?" Han asked, looking aghast with what she said. "There's nothing bad with being curious. I'm just wondering with what you're doing."
Leia sighed heavily and thought of a reply to his question. Okay, here's my answer, so you'll be shutting up your mouth, you nerf-herder. "Women shave their eyebrows so the brows would look proportionate with the face," she said, not turning her head to Han. She thought of a witty tirade to make him quiet, and asked, "How come men like you don't shave their eyebrows?" she asked, smiling naughtily.
"Why would I? If I did, people would think I'm gay." Han looked embarrassingly amused with what he said. Then he added, "So, you probably think I'm a closet queen, huh?"
"Did I say anything like that?"
"Are you trying to insult my masculinity?" Han didn't like being insulted that way, and by a woman at that! If only you knew, I've kissed about 25 girls in the Mos Eisley Cantina, and had a one-night stand with five of them, so there's no reason for you to think that I'm gay. He felt like saying that right in her face, but thought, I might offend you again. So instead, he told her, "I'm a true-blue man one hundred percent. If you want, I can prove it to you." Maybe you're starting to like my gorgeous self, aren't you? And you probably can't admit it to yourself. With that in mind, Han stood up and started to do a sleazy strip dance.
"If you want my body, and you think I'm sexy, come on sugar let me know," Han sang while he gyrated his body naughtily. Leia, who was engrossed with shaving her right eyebrow, looked at him in the mirror, dumbfounded. Han enjoyed seeing the shocked looked on her face, so he continued to tease her more. He started to unbutton his polo shirt while he sang, "If you really need me, just reach out and touch me, come on honey, tell me so."
"Oh no, don't do that!" Leia exclaimed upon seeing Han unbuttoning his shirt and was on the verge of taking it off. Her hand was still holding the blade and lost control of her movements, so on impulse, she accidentally shaved her right eyebrow in the middle, and add to that, there was now a distinct cut above her right eye.
"OWWWWW!" Leia winced in pain as she dropped the blade on the table. She sat on the ground, her hand placed on her injured eyebrow.
Han immediately came to her rescue. "Princess! Are you okay?"
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Moments later, Leia sat in front of Han as he placed some ointment on her wound. "Stay still," he told her while he gently rubbed the ointment on her eyebrow area.
"Hey, that stings," she reprimanded him. "Try to be more gentle."
"Don't talk too much, will you?" He reached for a band-aid on the medicine box. He unwrapped the packaging before placing the band-aid above her right eye. "Don't move while I place this on you." As he did, Han can't help but notice how flawless and white her face looked, how her eyes were a perfect shade of brown, and how her lips looked so pink and soft. Nice lips, princess, he thought. His face was so close to hers, and became aware that his lips were only two inches away from hers. He felt like kissing her right then and there...
Looking deep into her eyes...
He leaned his head towards her...
His lips were about to lock with hers...
Oh what a wonderful kiss would that be...
"Han, hello, are you there?"
Han was brought back to his senses by the sound of Leia's voice. She was waving her hand in front of his face. He snapped back to reality. "Err..." he mumbled. What was I thinking about? he thought. Why the idea of kissing her suddenly popped in my mind? He tried to erase such a thought. For the first time, he felt something strange in his heart. Something he had never felt with any other woman. "You okay, Princess?" he asked, concerned.
"What do you mean I'm okay!" Leia exclaimed whiningly. "I'm not okay! This is your entire fault! If only you didn't do that strip-dance in my room, then maybe..." She stopped short for a while, on the brink of tears.
"What are you so disturbed about?" Han asked. "Are you ashamed of seeing me naked? Haven't you seen a naked man before?" Oh yeah, she's not used to seeing me naked, after all. Tension filled again the room. Han stood up and prepared to leave, and as he turned his back on Leia, he suddenly heard an ear-piercing wail coming from her. He looked at her again, and saw her crying and wailing like a little girl.
"AHUHUHUHUHU!" Han was flabbergasted at seeing Leia cry that way, her face looking like that of a whiny girl. "I hate you Han!" she cried out. "Why do you have to make me feel this way? Why are you ruining my life like this? AHUUUUUU!"
He just looked at her, dumbfounded with the way she was acting. How childish of her to cry over her eyebrow. "What are you crying about?" he asked her, annoyed. "Is it because of your stupid eyebrow? Or is it because of my strip dancing?"
"You don't have to do that just to let me notice you!" Leia exclaimed in between tears. Her whiny crying had died down a little, but her screaming voice was still deafening enough for Han. Han covered his ears while he could still hear her say, "Stop trying to get my attention, because I'm already starting to like you!"
Did I hear that right? Han removed his cupped hands over his ears. He looked at Leia quizzically. What did she just say? Is she starting to like me? "What did you said again?" he asked.
Leia couldn't believe she actually said that. Why did those words suddenly came out of my mouth? Is this what I was feeling all along? She was always poised, calm, and in control, but this time, she did say something she never imagined she would say. She tried to speak, but no word came out of her mouth.
Han continued asking her. "Did you really say that you're liking me?"
Leia felt like a total moron, what with her mouth dropped open, at a lost for words to say. Overwhelmed with her feelings of confusion, frustration, and guilt, she wanted to run away from it all, away from her feelings, from the reality that's starting to dawn on her. And away from him.
Leia stood up and headed for the door. As she did, she felt Han reached out for her. He grabbed her by the arm, and when he did, she felt electrocuted with his touch.
"Don't run away from me," he told her calmly. "We can talk about this."
"Forget what I said," she replied, and with that, she removed his hand on her arm and went off.
Han stood by as he watched her go. Until that time, he still couldn't forget what Leia had said. I'm starting to like you! He could hear her voice echo in his head. Was she serious with what she said? He felt sure that she was not kidding him when she did.
But there was one question hanging on his mind.
Of all women, why does it have to be her?
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Leia walked around the halls of the apartelle, trying to sort out her feelings. She caught her reflection on a hall mirror, her eyes red from all the crying, and that stupid band-aid plastered above her right eye made her feel worse. She looked at herself for a while, and then went on with her walk.
For the first time since she'd been with Han, she had become more aware of his presence. His touches seemed to electrocute her, and the way he stared at her made her felt like melting. She recalled that when he placed the band-aid on her eyebrow, his face was so close to her, and he looked like as if he wanted to kiss her, what with the way he spaced out as he looked at her dreamily.
This can't be real, she thought. All of a sudden, she was seeing Han in a new light. I can't be feeling this way.
It was something she wanted to feel in her heart for a very long time.
But one question was hanging in her mind.
Of all men, why him?
A/N: Looks like they hit it hard with each other! Is the love starting to begin? Find out! Please review! Han and the number of girls he kissed and one-night stand with, I made it all up. So don't sue me! Leia must have had a bit of whiny Ani (her real dad, a.k.a. Darth Vader) in her. Like father, like daughter.