"My Sassy Princess"
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters of Han Solo, Leia Organa, and everything Star Wars. Just using it for this story. Haven't I told you that I don't own the title of this fic? I borrowed it from the title of a Korean movie, "My Sassy Girl". (A must-see!) Don't own their copyright. Stanza is from the song "I've Fallen For You" by Frenchie Dy. The singer named Ryza was my idea, so if there's actually a singer by that name, it's purely coincidental.
A/N: I've read all your wild reactions regarding the last chapter. Even if I'm breaking my own heart, I just have to add the scene of Leia being kissed by another guy. Don't worry, folks, THEY WILL END UP TOGETHER! (Woohooo!)
SUMMARY: Han gives Manny Pacquiao a run for his money (Go, Han, Go!)
as he punches that asshole named Ross. Han ends up in detention.
CHAPTER XIV- "You Love Her, Don't You?"
He really couldn't take it anymore. Fists clenched in anger, he soon didn't knew what he was doing.
In one swift motion, Han managed to give Ross a big punch on the face, as Leia was able to break away from that unwanted kiss. The crowd went even wilder because of the fight scene. Ross was about to strike back, but before he could do it, Han gave him another punch on the nose. Ross fell to the ground in a heap, and when he raised his head, his nose and mouth were bleeding, and has a dark bruise around his eye. Leia, whose head was still reeling, and not just because of the liquor, lost her balance and staggered towards Luke, who was able to catch her.
"Are you all right?" Luke asked in a whisper as he helped Leia stood up. Leia was speechless and just nodded her head.
Hooting and wolf-calls echoed in the entire lounge, as this time, Ross fought back and punched Han on the nose. Han slammed against the wall and hit his forehead. Fuming with rage, anger, and annoyance, he disregarded that his forehead was aching so badly, and punched Ross once again.
"Han, stop!" Leia exclaimed. She was already worried that something bad might happen to him.
"How dare you to kiss her!" Han exclaimed as he punched him.
Ross fell again to the floor, and laughed mockingly at Han. "Ha!" he exclaimed sarcastically. "Why are you so jealous? Why, is she your girlfriend?" He got up and punched Han with his closed fist. Han fell to the floor and, even if he was already feeling dizzy, he wiped off his bleeding forehead and punched back, saying, "Don't you touch my princess again!" Because of what Han said, the crowd hooted in unison, jeering at him to fight back. Han was shocked at what he just said. My princess? Is this really I?
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" the crowd cried out. This urged Han to punch Ross even more.
"WOOOOOOOO!" the crowd cheered and hooted.
Among the crowd, Luke, who supported Leia, as she felt too weak to stand by herself, just watched, dumbfounded. Leia, on the other hand, couldn't believe what Han had said. Don't you touch my princess again! It was still echoing in her head, and she felt it in her heart that he truly meant it. Does he really love me? She thought, awestruck.
The fighting continued until the manager of Stairway to Heaven arrived, and ordered Han and Ross to stop. The wild screams of the crowd died down as the manager came to intervene.
Han gave Ross one last punch, and felt Chewie's furry arms hold him back, while Luke and Leia stood nearby. Ross fell towards the manager, and he was able to catch him.
"Oh, it's you again, Ross!" the manager exclaimed in anger. "This is already your third offense in this bar! Did you kiss again another girl?"
Han, Luke, and Leia couldn't believe at what they heard. They looked at each other in confusion, thinking, He did that for the third time?
Ross pointed at Leia, smiling slyly at her. "Believe me, she's my girlfriend, and this guy appeared out of nowhere and punched me! Right, Leila?" He even had the gall to wink at her, black eye and all.
Leia felt enraged. Even though she was drunk, she heard what he just said and was very annoyed with it. She ran limping towards Ross and hit him on the head with her handbag. "You maniac! You just knew me for three hours!" she cried out as he continued to hit him on the head, while Ross covered his face with his arms. "I HATE YOU! YOU MORON, YOU NERF, I HATE YOU!" she screamed. This made the crowd even wilder than they were a while ago.
"Stop it, lady," the manager of the bar said as he went in front of Leia, trying to stop her from hitting. "We'll take this case to the Police Headquarters, okay?" Then he urged Ross to stand up and go with him, while Leia, Han, Luke, and Chewie followed suit. The manager looked back at the four and said, "Come with me and we'll report this case. This Ross guy is really a maniac."
The crowd watched in silence as the group went out of the lounge; the manager helping Ross, whose face was covered in bruises as he walked, Han, clutching his bloodied forehead while Chewbacca the wookie lingered, and Leia, whose arm was wrapped around Luke's shoulder as she walked with a limp. When they finally reached the exit, obnoxious Ross looked at Leia and gave her a wink, still taking advantage of her drunkenness. "Stop denying that you're my girlfriend, Leila," he whispered in a naughty voice.
Leia went up to hit him again. "You're not my boyfriend, you moron! And for your info," she shouted, her hoarse, drunken voice even louder, "MY NAME'S LEIA! LE-YA! GET THAT THROUGH YOUR HEAD!" she screamed, followed by a punch on the nose.
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Later on, they were at the Bespin Police and Detention Headquarters. Leia was seated next to Luke, and in front of them were Han and Ross, who were black-and-blue, and stared at each other with dagger looks. Chewie stood behind Han, and so did the manager. At the side of the chairs, a police officer was seated at a table. He was filing the complaint of Leia against Ross.
"Case: Molestation and Harassment," the police mumbled while he typed on his computer. "Name of complainant?" he asked.
"Leia Organa," Leia replied while trying to sound sober.
"Leia...Organa..." the police officer typed. He stopped short for a while, and looked at Leia quizzically. "Wait a minute. Are you sure that's your real name?" The police had read articles about Princess Leia Organa, youngest Senate member and princess of the royal family of Alderaan. He was quite familiar with her name, although he had never seen how Leia actually looked liked in person. In Bespin, nobody knew how she looked like, except for the rebels at the Alliance. The papers never posted a picture of her, for security reasons.
"Of course it is!" Leia snapped back. "Do you think I would be lying to you?"
"Okay, okay, so you're Leia Organa," another police officer butted in with the conversation. He sat at a table in the corner of the room. "Just the other day, we arrested a deranged woman because she's claiming to be you. Lots of women here can have the ability to admit themselves as Princess Leia. We've been swamped with such cases during the past month, and please, don't add anymore to the statistics."
Why would they want to be me? Leia thought, confused. Don't they know how hard it is to become me? Am I a celebrity here or something? Sometimes, I wish I were someone else. Maybe life for me would be easier that way.
"Sir, I'm telling the truth," Leia quipped up. "I have proof here that I'm really Leia Organa." She brought out her wallet from her bag, and took out a small, golden plastic card. She gave it to the police officer in front of her, and a group of police crowded around the officer. The police officer's eyes widened as he saw what was written on the card. Indeed, the woman in front of him, garbed in a tube top and mini skirt, smeared lipstick across her face, was Leia Organa. In the flesh.
"Oh, so you're really her!" the police who butted in exclaimed. Murmurs from the other police could be heard.
A female police with dark, curly hair, looked at Leia carefully. "I've read about you, and I didn't know that you'd be this pretty in person!" she exclaimed in admiration.
"Thanks for the compliment," Leia smiled sheepishly.
Han meanwhile was already growing irate over the way the police were treating Leia. Like, they've never seen a petite brunette with big eyes. Why the celebrity treatment being showered upon her? "Ummm..." Han pretended to cough in order to grab their attention. "Excuse me, enough of the dilly-dallying here," he said. The police officer and the others turned their eyes on him. "I think we should get to business now, and get it over with this case." He looked at Ross sharply and added, "So that this maniac would be going to jail." Ross grew angry again and was about to strike back, but Han managed to stop him just in time by twisting his wrist.
"OWWWW!" Ross exclaimed. He withdrew his hand away from Han and held his wrist, trying to relieve the pain.
The police officer typed again on his computer, and turned at the group of four men, a woman, and a wookie. "How did it all started?" he asked.
Han narrated the story. "I arrived at this bar, and this maniac was kissing..."
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After the long deliberation of the case, Ross was immediately brought to an insane asylum for treatment. They found out that it was the third time he kissed a girl in a bar, and for some time now, he would sit beside female customers of Stairway to Heaven and molest them. According to the manager, he became a maniac after losing his girlfriend to another guy. Not being able to cope with the loss, he found himself spending more time at the lounge, and, to his delight, molesting and kissing any girl he laid his hands on. Leia was his third victim, and she was relieved that right then and there, he was now out of her sight.
Han, meanwhile, was asked to spend a night in detention, for public misconduct. As he was led to his detention cell, he looked on as Leia, Luke, and Chewie prepared to leave. Leia looked back at Han. She looked like she was about to cry again. Then Luke urged her to go, and finally, they left.
Inside the cell, Han sat on the makeshift bed and buried his head in his hands. He felt angry and dismayed at Leia for kissing a guy in a bar. Even if the maniac initiated the kiss first, he felt betrayed. How could you? he asked himself again. If only I was kinder to you, then maybe, we'd be together by now. These stupid feelings! Of all women, why do I have to fall in love with a princess?
He took out her picture from his wallet, which he cherished keeping, and glared at her. "Don't worry, Leia Organa," he mumbled bitterly, his voice growing louder as he spoke, "I'll get over you. I don't even have a right to worry about you! I'm so stupid to fall in love with you! Who are you, anyway? You're the same as any other women out there! I'm sure to find someone else!"
Han felt even more frustrated as he looked at Leia's picture, her smile melting again all of Han's insides. But he suppressed his thoughts of how pretty she looked like when she smiled by saying, "You're not even pretty, don't you know that? You're too short, your eyes are too big, you're so white, you looked so scary at night, and add to that, your boobs are probably implants! What guy in his right sense would love to hang out with a girl who had breast implants? You're rich enough to afford implants, right?"
Han stopped when he heard the elderly police officer laughing in his seat nearby. He felt Han's gazed upon him and laughed even more as he stared at Han. "You make me laugh," he said, "with what you are saying." "You reminded me of myself when I was younger."
Han looked at the police officer, his brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?" he asked.
"You love her, don't you?"
A long silence followed. Han, knowing it was the truth, couldn't think of any words to say. He didn't know whether he should pursue his love for her, or just leave it at that, even though he felt his feelings for her growing stronger each day.
"I see it in your eyes that you do love her," the police finally spoke up. "I know you know you do. If I were you, don't let her go, no matter what happens." He sighed and continued, "When I was a young man, just like you, I fell in love with this rich young lady. But because of the fact that I was only a policeman, I was afraid to tell her how I felt because of my inhibitions. I lost her, and she married another man. It was too late when I found out later on that she loved me too."
Hearing this story tugged at his heartstrings. Han realized right then and there that he, too, couldn't bear to lose her. "I'm sorry," he told the policeman in a low voice, "that you have to lost her."
"That is why I'm telling this to you. So what had happened to me will not happen to you. If you love her, go for it! Tell her!" the police encouraged.
Han felt like it was the right thing to do, although still, he was apprehensive at telling Leia how he truly feels for her. "But..." he trailed off, "She's a princess. A senator. An aristocrat. And I'm just a good for nothing smuggler. Face it, a princess and a smuggler can't be together," he said sadly. Then he suddenly thought of Luke. Maybe Leia would be better off with him. Yes, I get jealous every time she talks about Luke and how kind he is to her.
"Let go of all your inhibitions," the police replied soothingly to Han. "Both of you are human beings, and that makes you compatible enough with each other."
"But what if she likes somebody else?" Han asked with Luke in his mind.
"Don't jump to conclusions." The police realized that Han was talking about Luke. He remembered him being with them a while ago. "Are you talking about the blue-eyed guy who were with you a while ago?" he asked. "You're jealous of him, aren't you?"
Han blushed. "Well...sort of. Didn't you notice how close he was with her?"
"Yes, I sensed that they're very close with each other. But I guess that won't make them lovers, right?"
Han didn't manage to come up with a reply. The gray-haired policeman chuckled at him and said, "You really do love her, after all."
Nearby, a song was playing on the radio.
I've fallen for you
Finally, my heart gave in
And now I'm falling in love
I finally know how it feels
So this is love...
Han smiled a little. He recognized the song, and remembered that he once caught Leia singing it at the apartelle. It happened a day before he left for Tatooine.
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"I've fallen for you...finally, my heart gave in..."
Han, who was sitting on the armchair turned around and saw the sight of Leia, who was walking around and singing to herself. A headphone was stuck in her ears, and she even closed her eyes and smiled to herself as she sang.
"I finally know, how it feels... so this is love..." Leia continued with her singing. He saw her removed the headphone on her ears and hung it around her neck.
"Well, well, well, I never knew our Princess-ness could carry a tune," Han joked as he saw her approach him. She frowned at Han as she sat on the sofa, embarrassed that Han actually heard her sing. Leia was the type of person who would never sing except when she was alone.
"Why, what's bad with hearing me sing?" she asked snootily.
Han smiled his lopsided smile at her. "Well, I never thought you could actually sing that well," he commented.
Leia blushed at the compliment. But she tried to keep her composure and did not allow Han to see that she was affected with what he said. "Oh, when I like a song, I sing it," she said.
"Who sang that?" Han asked curiously.
"Ryza," she replied with a smile. "She's my favorite singer. I like her songs."
"Never heard of her before." The only singer Han knew was the female vocalist of the Max Rebo band, the band who performs for Jabba at his palace, aside from those trying-hard humanoid singers who were now popular around the galaxy.
"Ryza was the grand winner of Alderaan Idol some few years back," Leia narrated. "Since then, I've become a fan, because of the way she sings her love songs. I'm glad she wasn't in Alderaan when it got blasted off, because during that time, she was having a concert here in Bespin." Her face saddened again upon her mention of her beloved home planet.
Han put an arm on Leia's shoulder. "Aw, don't be sad again. At least your fave singer's alive, and that makes you happy, isn't it?"
Leia smiled at him. "Yeah. Oh, by the way, do you want to hear this song?" She gave Han the headphone, and Han put it around his ear. He listened intently to the song, and found out that he liked it too. Han never liked listening to mushy love songs, but he actually liked this one. Is it because Leia likes it too? He wondered.
When the song was over, he gave her the music player. "You know what, your highness, I never imagined you being a fan of anybody else." He always thought of Leia as a serious type of person who had no time for fun, much more, watching singing contests on the Holo-Net and liking mushy love songs. "I never knew listening to these kind of music was your guilty pleasure."
"Well, it sure it is," Leia replied laughingly, not embarrassed at all that Han found out something about her that no one never knew.
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Han looked at the ceiling of the detention cell as he lay down on his bed. By morning, he would be out of here. But he didn't know how he would face Leia. He promised the kind policeman that he would confess his love for her. When, he didn't know. He was still angry with her: angry for breaking his heart, angry for liking Luke better than him. Add to that his anguish over his feelings. How hard it is to be in love, he thought. How can her icy-cold heart be so numb? How I wish I never had a heart so I won't be having these love problems.
For Han, feelings meant weakness. But this time, he could not resist her. Leia drove him crazy in both senses of the word.
But he'd be crazier without her.
A/N: I enjoyed writing the part about Leia and her favorite singer, because I feel like I'm making her character more human. It was fun thinking of Leia and her guilty pleasure; listening to love songs. Ryza the singer's real life counterpart may be JoJo or Hilary Duff.
If you want to listen to the song "I've Fallen For You" by Frenchie Dy, log on to: http/ can hear the song itself. Tell me what you think of it!
Again, thanks for your support, and RR please! Stay tuned!