A/N: Sorry for the wait! I'm really glad that people like this story! And for my loyal readers...I present to you this chapter! I know you will enjoy asI enjoyed writing it! I mean...you will REALLY like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own SW or KOTOR 2.

Chapter 6

After the little 'episode' in my room I couldn't really look anyone in the eye. Actually, I could look them in the eye...they couldn't look me in the eye. I can only imagine what they thought we had done or almost done. I honestly don't know what came over me but it wasn't an experience that I wished to repeat anytime soon. I definitely need to learn to better control my emotions. Especially around Atton.

Then again...it wasn't all my fault. Atton was the one who just showed up in my room uninvited! I mean, I didn't ask him to come into my room and start making out with me. Actually, I was the one who started the making out thing...so maybe it was kinda my fault. Great, now I'm second guessing myself! Was it or wasn't it his fault in the first place?

I don't know what I'm doing anymore, much less thinking. I feel like the Force is playing games with my head...like it has suddenly decided to declare war on me for my past actions. Hell, maybe it's mad at me for being a 'wound' in the Force! I just don't know...I don't even think I really care anymore either. I really need some guidance right now. I'd even take some advice from Mandalore at this point...

"Hey Oriah." Mandalore's voice suddenly sounded from out of nowhere. I just had to ask...

"Need something?" I asked a little too eagerly. I had to admit...I was pretty bored just wandering around the ship.

"Hnh...bored already without your little boy toy?" I had never really taken any of Mandalore's comments that seriously, but this one suddenly just pushed me over the edge. Maybe it was my boredom, for lack of a better excuse, but I finally just snapped.

"What is your problem!"

Mandalore looked a little taken aback by the sudden outburst. I almost smiled seeing him confused. Almost.

"Well? Are you going to answer me or are you going to just continue to stand there staring at me like a big oaf?" I yelled at him impatiently.

"What's with you-"

"What with me? What's with me! I should be asking you and the rest of the crew that! I mean, the ship isn't that big...but it is too much to ask for just a little privacy? Well, is it?" He looked as if he was about to answer but I didn't give him a chance. "No! So let's get the story straight! I want to be left alone with Atton for a little bit and you all just automatically assume the worst and come barging in!"

"Settle down. I wasn't the one that interrupted your little mating ritual!" Mandalore snapped back.

"Mating ritual! Just because I was-" I began a futile attempt to defend my dignity.

"Oriah, you can't fool me. We all know that you were wearing very skimpy clothes and Atton happened to be wearing very little armor as well, so don't bother to tell us that nothing was going on because we all know better."

"Why do you even care?"

Mandalore began walking away.

"Fine...yeah, go ahead and walk away! See if I care!" I slumped into a nearby seat and sighed angrily. Sitting there made me remember how tired and exausted I was. Not too long later I slipped into a deep sleep.

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I woke up laying in my bed in my room. At first I feared the worst, but then noticed that I was alone...and fully clothed. For a second I thought that I may have been drinking and that I may have done something that I would've regretted. Lucky for me, I was wrong. Someone must have noticed that I had fallen asleep and carried me to the bed. It was then that I noticed what was covering me.

It was Atton's jacket. So Atton was the one who had carried me to the bed. He tries so hard most of the time to be this big macho tough guy...but then he does a sweet act like this and proves how sentimental he really is. I wrapped the jacket around me tighter and could smell Atton's scent. Luckily, Atton is pretty good with hygiene and washes his clothes a lot. Honestly, I would not want to be sleeping with this jacket, had it not been washed.

I got up and stretched, still holding the jacket tenderly. I remember once on the trip I had asked him to put this new armor on and he downright refused me because he didn't want to take off his precious jacket. I know how much the ratted thing means to him and for him to leave it with me...let's just say, it made me immesely happy. He trusted me. For Atton Rand that was nothing taken lightly. So I decided I'd pay Atton a little visit...

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Without even turning around Atton acknowledged that I was there with a simple. "Hey."

I handed him his jacket and sat adjacent to him in the co-pilot's seat. The small wall seperated us and there was a silent tension in the air. After a little more silence I decided to speak up.

"Thanks." I mumbled.

"Hey, it's no problem. It was my pleasure." He breathed. I could sense he was nervous. That made me a bit upset. It meant that he was ashamed about what had happened in my room.

"Atton-" I began.

"I'm sorry, Oriah. I didn't mean for things to happen the way they did back in your room." Atton said softly.

This wasn't the Atton I knew. The Atton I knew would've had some quip about how bad a kisser I am or something of the sorts. "I know, Atton."

"You do?" I walked over to him and sat on his lap. He was more than a little surprised at the action.

"Yeah. You meant them to go faster and better." I laughed. He remained silent, as if in deep thought.

"Oriah...I need to-" Atton began.

"Make up to me what we didn't get to do in the bedroom? I agree." I don't know what comes over me whenever I'm around him but I always end up doing things that I shouldn't be doing. I knew if we started this here, there would be no going back. Even though I knew full well what was going to happen and what the consequences were going to be I wasn't going to stop.

I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. I felt him put his arm around my waist and pull me tighter. I leaned in more and let him kiss me even more. I opened my mouth allowing his tongue to duel with my own. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pulled me to him closer. He placed his hand on the nape of my neck and his touch sent a wave of pleasure coursing through me. I whimpered low in my throat and then he pulled back reluctantly.

"Are you sure you want this, Oriah?" He said through uneven breaths.

This was my one chance to escape. If I said no, we could end this and go back to the way things used to be. There would be no relationship between us...we would be friends. And then it hit me faster than a speeding starfighter. I didn't want us to be friends. Not anymore...I wanted usto be lovers.

"Yes." And then there was no going back.

A/N: The next chapter will possibly be rated M for reasons that you can probably guess. :) The next update will come soon depending on how many reviews i get. So...if you want this to continue...you better review!