Ahsoka's Private Journal

*sigh* "Lola Sayu... it started off like all our other hijinks. Me not really following Anakin's orders, me having a chat with Wraith through that... that time/space portal thingy, us thinking everything was going alright, then nothing going alright, then the plan changed... you know, the usual stuff. Either way, when we thought we were in the clear, Wraith swooped in from out of nowhere and stopped us cold. So he starts interrogating us and... a-and, and, um..."

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"And then he kissed me."

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"And that... was the softest and most incredible sensation I've ever felt." *dreamy sigh* "It was... It was... wow."

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"Nobody can ever know I just said that. All the Jedi believe that I'm being good, that I'm repulse by anything and everything Wraith does around me. And while I'll never condone his killing ways, that kiss was

"Coming from a girl who's never been kissed before, that was... really nice." *giggle* "I just wish that had happened at a more opportune time... you know, like when no one else is around..."

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"But that forced me to start thinking. I enjoyed it, I really did, but what does that mean in turn? Does that mean I... I-I feel something for Wraith? Is it because it was him kissing me that set my heart all aflutter? Or was it because I've never been kissed before and only fantasized about what my first kiss would be like that caused such feelings? Boy, talk about hormonal urges..."

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"Funny thing is, though... Wraith... actually managed to fulfill my fantasy. You know the one, I recorded it a long time ago. About where some mysterious suitor suddenly reveals who he is and then kisses me? Well, Wraith's feelings about me are a mystery, or 'were', and the kiss was so sudden and unexpected... it's exactly what I wanted."

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"But I don't feel anything about him. I can't! Everything I'm feeling right now, it has to be some byproduct of my fantasies, right? This... This has got to be the result of hormones or something similar."

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"It has to be. I can't feel anything towards him, I don't like him like that."

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"Do I?"

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