Emotions

Chapter 3: From Bad to Worse

Disclaimer: Starwars: KOTOR II: TSL belongs to Lucas Arts, Bio-ware, and Obsidian.

Atton's POV

I groaned in pain, 'I fell like I've just been trampled over by a herd of crazed bantha.'

"Atton?"

'Whose voice is that?'

"Please wake up! Atton!"

'A-Alanah?' I slowly opened my eyes to see a blurry figure above me. My vision slowly cleared and I was able to recognize the figure, it was Alanah, with a worried expression on her face. She was cradling me in her arms... it felt... nice. Once she noticed my eyes had opened, she replaced the previous worried expression with a sigh of relief. I groaned, "What happened?"

"A few 'unwanted guests'..." Alanah informed, exhaustion clear on her face.

"Unwanted guests?"

She nodded, "The Red Eclipse, a gang of slave traders, boarded the Ebon Hawk, while Bao-Dur, Mical, and I were gone. Apparently, they weren't quite happy to see another ship on 'their' landing pad. I'm assuming, they stunned you while you weren't aware of their presences and you fell into unconsciousness. Luckily, Kreia, Visas, and T3-M4 were able to defend the ship until the rest of us got here."

'Great... I make myself look even more like an idiot by getting stunned by a bunch of slave trading thugs.' I said sarcastically in my head. 'What a way to impress her even more, Rand.' I struggled to sit up, I groaned in pain from the ache in my head. "Is that so? Well, I hoped you taught them that its impolite to trespass on private property." I remarked sarcastically, while rubbing my forehead.

"His men went down easily. Actually, I persuaded the leader to give up. He may be stupid enough to enter the Hawk unaware of the people inside, but he is not that stupid enough to try and attack five jedis all at once." She paused and stared at me.

I looked at her, "Persuaded, huh? I guess wearing a get up like that could persuade anybody, really..." I smirked, "Now, that's a vast improvement from jedi robes or that underwear you wore back in Peragus." 'I will NEVER get this image out of my head.' I thought mentally to myself. Apparently, I must have been drooling quite a lot as I stared at her chest.

Alanah's POV

I felt the blood rush up heavily in my cheeks as I blushed furiously. I also felt a rush of emotion plow through me; mainly anger and embarrassment. "HONESTLY, ATTON! You can't control yourself can you!" I yelled angrily, noticing his lustful gaze at my chest. Now, I was blushing from both anger and embarrassment.

I saw him smirk and lean closer to my face, "Not when an extremely beautiful woman, such as yourself, is teasing me." I could recognize the intense animal lust he directed at me. It was too strong, too intense, too overwhelming, too... frightening...

... it scared me... me...

That... Was... It...

SLAP!

I stormed out of the cockpit in a huff and went straight to my bed in the port dormitory. I angrily opened the compartment, grabbed one of my jedi robes, and stomped straight into the cargo hold for some deep meditation, all while avoiding the accusing or confused query of the rest of my crew mates. Oh, how I desperately needed to clear my mind and my emotions...

Atton's POV

I sat there as a wave of my own emotions seem to knock me into oblivion. Confusion... embarrassment... lust... I placed my hand over the painful stinging sensation on my right cheek. Anger... frustration... shame... I stared at her retreating form disappear from my sight and heard the loud slam of the cargo hold door. Weakness... longing... aching...

"Great Rand... you sure screwed things over... big time..." I sighed, as I stood up from the floor of the cockpit, walked and entered to the medbay, and started rummaging for an ice pack. Eventually, I found one and placed it on my soar cheek. I turned around to exit the medbey, but with my stroke of luck, I ran into Mr. Prince Charming, himself. He stood in my way, with his arms crossed and a serious look on his face. I rolled my eyes, "Well, isn't Mr. Holy Jedi? What? Come from your darling Master Alanah Halo to give me a piece of your mind?" I sneered.

"Atton-" Mical warned.

"Shove it." I growled and shoved past him, returning to my place in the cockpit.

Author's Notes: This was a short chapter, but I felt it was appropriate to end it here. Poor Atton, things seem to be getting even rocker between Alanah and himself. More Drama soon to come, be sure of that! And a very special thanks to all my lovely, lovely and totally kick ass reviewers! Mahal Kita!(I love you!)
Reviewer Responses:

nath: Of course, I'm continuing! Don't worry about it, and thank you for reviewing!

Waygate: But, I must force persuade... it's fun! YAY! AN EXILE/ATTON FANBOY! That's rare. Though, it is true of what you say, my Exile was trying to 'redeem' herself as a jedi again. shrugs

Kuramas Girl Angel: We used the same character, that's really cool! Heh, yeah, mine was a consular too.

Tela: Thanks for reviewing! I'll try to update every week.