AN: This is the last update for existing chapters, did some cleaning up and added a few things, removed a few things. Hopefully it's better. Now onto some new chapters. Thank you for reading everything before and after these changes and I hope you like them. Again I'm very sorry for the lack of content, it wasn't fair to all of you who enjoyed it and it wasn't fair to me to not finish. I'm really liking this story as well.
Ashara lay on her bed, awake and thinking. It had been hours since she had awoken from the dream realm that held her lover. She thought about what they had said to each other, a part of her mind always going to the feel of each other. She loved every moment of them and would never want that to change. But she found herself thinking and what was said. The Jedi path and Sith path. Neither were correct? Was it true? Was there something more out there that was a better path? She could see the logic in it of course. The two sides constantly fought each other, history had proven this and she realized they would continue to do so until one obliterated the other or….they chose a different path.
Her thinking was getting her nowhere, she was just more and more confused now. So with a heavy sigh she dragged herself out of bed and got ready for another day of lectures and boring meditation. She hadn't lied to Kuro when she said she understood almost everything she had been taught, however that didn't mean she didn't enjoy some of it. She was a fighter by nature, her skills in the lightsaber forms and dueling proved that. But she wasn't a brute like Kuro often teased. Ashara was smart, she liked understanding the secrets of the Force, finding new things about it, and new avenues to pursue. Maybe that was why she thought so much about what Kuro said. That there was actually a third option than just Jedi or Sith made her curious. Unfortunately that would have to wait. She was running late to her class with Ryen and Ocera and a few of her classmates.
She sighed again as she walked down the hall, she missed Aya, she missed Shi'ara and Kira and all her friends on Tython. It was moments like these that she hated her situation. She always felt alone now, always new people to meet and never get close to. It was….dismal and lonely. She really wished she would meet Kuro in the real world. Be with her on a daily basis, maybe then the loneliness would go away.
She arrived a little late to the small class that was gathered outside the Jedi encampment. They were in the wilds of Taris, learning about the devastation and history here. It was so incredibly dull that she couldn't help but zone out, though she did what was asked and kept her holocron open to record and take notes on the lecture. As Master Ryen drawled on about how Darth Malak and bombarded the planet, leaving it in its current state, Ashara let her mind drift back to Kuro and the dream world, wishing she were there, instead of here.
Dromund Kaas was a very dreary planet with constant rainfall and very little sun. But Kuro loved it all the same, it was her home for four years before she was taken but she loved it. She loved the sound of the rain as it fell and hit various objects, giving off a symphony of sounds that would lull her to sleep at nights. She loved the lack of sun, it was never too bright and it was never too dark during the day. It gave the world a beauty all its own and she couldn't wait to get back to it.
The Black Talon stayed in orbit around the planet, the two Sith and their Dashade bodyguard were getting on a shuttle saying their goodbyes. Yoko and Vette had already left, exchanging contact information to hopefully meet again sometime. Well, Vette did all that, Yoko just grumbled and stalked away to wait. Despite the gruff attitude, The Sith Sisters came to really like Yoko and Vette. Vette was just so charming and cute, and really funny. Always having a quip in mind or sarcastic remark that never failed to make them laugh.
Yoko was silent and broody but she had shown a ferocity and protective streak during their assault on the Republic ship. It wasn't often but a few times, both the Sith sisters and Vette were in some real immediate danger, then Yoko was there, launching herself with the Force to slam into the enemy and shield them. It was like she was everywhere. A solid wall of raging fury and heavy Durasteel armor. She always proved with her actions what she thought of people and they were glad to know that Yoko would be considered a good friend.
After returning to the ship, the quartet relaxed for the remainder of the trip, thankfully the Republic ship never pursued them or even made contact. Kuro assumed Aya and Kira were responsible. She had to thank them next time she saw them.
A day into the trip, Kuro noted that Kory and Sylas were getting along….a little too well. In fact Kuro found it rather amusing that Kory and Sylas had gotten pretty close during their trip. Well, close was an understatement. Affair seemed more appropriate. Honestly, she had no idea where this sudden lustful interest came from but she couldn't begrudge her sister a little fun. Thankfully Sylas had no ulterior motives in the form of harming or abusing her sister, just a simple sexual attraction. She still smirked to herself on those events.
Their second day en route, Kuro sensed her sister and Sylas together, making some….very loud and very naughty noises in the Lieutenants private quarters. Kuro had been wandering the halls during "night time" on the ship when she felt something shift in the Force. It was about her sister and she followed her sister's Force presence to the LT's room. Inside was a very entertaining sight. Sweaty bodies, pleasured faces and entangling limbs. "Oh my…." Kuro said, announcing her presence with an amused and equally sadistic smile. The effect was immediate. They both shot their eyes to the grinning Sith and almost shot apart, as if shocked. "What have we here? Cradle robbing, Lieutenant? Naughty naughty."
"K-Kuro!" Kory exclaimed. "Can't you knock?"
"To be fair, dear sister, you two failed to lock your door. And besides, miss out on surprising my sister and her lover? Of course not. It's more fun this way." Kuro retorted with that maniacal grin and slightly wider eyed stare, that held a certain amount of insanity behind them. "I hope you had fun."
Kory blushed and covered a now trembling Sylas with her bed covers and stood before Kuro, unashamed of showing off her own body. It wasn't the first time the two had seen each other naked and wouldn't be the last. "Kuro, what are you doing here?" Kory demanded angrily.
Kuro was still grinning at Sylas. "Oh….just wanting to see my dear sister, then imagine my surprise when I find her in the arms….or rather between the legs of a very beautiful woman."
"Kuro! Enough!" Kory snarled, getting in her sister's face. "You're scaring her and you better stop or so help me, I'll beat your red ass back to Korriban!"
That snapped Kuro out of it. Her smile dropped into a more polite one and her eyes moved away from Sylas. "You would hurt your older sister? That hurts my feelings, you know." She said, reaching up and cupping Kory's cheek. "I'm just looking out for you."
It was then Kory understood why Kuro reacted the way she did. She wanted to make sure Kory was actually a willing participant instead of a victim. Kory sighed. "Thank you, Kuro but I'm fine….we both wanted it. You know how it is right? Fourteen years of training, not one bit of any kind of fun or companionship. We're adults now! Women! We have needs that haven't been met in Force knows how long!"
Kuro's entire being softened and she giggled and pat Kory's cheek. "I see. Well, I do apologize for interrupting." She looked at Sylas again and the LT felt relief when it wasn't the insane look she was getting earlier. "Forgive me, Lieutenant. I hope you understand my reasons."
"O-of course, my Lord. I didn't mean to..." She began, trying to explain and put the powerful Sith at ease.
"You don't need to apologize." Kuro interrupted kindly and stepped away from the two, heading for the door. "In fact, I must apologize for my behavior. Kory is very dear to me, I sometimes….lose control when it comes to her. So I apologize, Lieutenant Sylas." Then her grin returned, with mischievous vengeance only. "However I do hope you can continue. My sister is a very lovely woman and she has a lot of pent up sexual frustration that needs some good, loving hands to satisfy her with." She teased with a wink and lick of her lips as she left the room.
"KURO!" The Sith cackled madly as she walked down the hall, hearing her sister scream her name in anger and humiliation.
So it was with unrestrained giddiness that Kuro said farewell to the Lieutenant who, for her part, felt incredibly awkward and embarrassed. "It was a pleasure to fly with you, Sylas" Kuro said, with emphasis. "I hope we can come again sometime." Another emphasis.
Kory sighed with a blush, putting her only hand over face. "Kuro….please."
The twi'lek looked at her sister innocently, a knowing smile on her face. "What?"
"Please stop."
"Oh so you do know those words. Interesting." Kuro teased again. Sometimes, it was just too much fun and Kory made it way too easy.
"Argh! I hate you!" Kory exclaimed ducking into the shuttle.
Kuro giggled madly and turned to Sylas again, leaning in close. She had to stand on her toes to reach the woman's ear. Sylas tensed but didn't move. "Tell me honestly, did you make her scream?" She whispered.
Sylas' face caught fire and she looked away, giving Kuro her answer. "Fantastic!" She kissed the blushing older woman on the cheek and headed to the shuttle. "Take care, Lieutenant, my sister may want another round." She said, loudly enough for her and what few crew were there to hear.
"Oh gods." A blushing Sylas sighed, hiding her face with her hands. "I take it back….I hate that woman."
"Another round for what ma'am?" Said a curious female ensign, looking between the now departing shuttle and her lieutenant.
"Nothing! Get back to your station!" She ordered and stalked away. She swore she could hear crackling coming from the shuttle as it took off.
"Ah, home sweet home." Kuro said as she skipped out of the shuttle bay. She looked behind at her lagging sister, her anger was palpable. Kuro pouted. "Ah come on, dear sister. I said I was sorry."
Kory glared at her, tugging her cloak and cowl tighter around her to hide from her sister. "Nerf shit! You weren't sorry." She spat.
The twi'lek was surprised at this response. She hadn't been that bad had she? "Kory…."
"Save it!" She snapped. "That was supposed to be special. I really liked her and you had to ruin it! I am so livid with you right now." She growled.
Kuro frowned, a look of hurt spreading across her face. Did she really screw up that badly? "Was she….your Force mate?"
It was Kory's turn to be confused. "My what?"
"Was she the one the Force brought you to, whispered to you that she was your other half?" Kuro explained patiently.
"No?" Kory answered though it was more a question than anything. What was a Force mate?
"You never researched this?" Kuro asked, surprised.
"No! What the hell is a Force mate?" Kory exclaimed, getting frustrated. Feeling only a little guilty for yelling at her sister. But she figured she deserved this much at least.
With a sigh, Kuro began to explain as they walked away from the shuttle. "A Force mate is someone you have a certain….connection with through the Force. It's a little hard to explain but….They are someone your very soul is seeking. The Force just helps you find them. Force sensitives seem to be the only ones who can feel it, others aren't so lucky. Though they would call them soulmates. So if you didn't feel anything incredibly special with Sylas then she wasn't your Force mate."
Kory took in this new information. A Force mate? For her? She didn't feel anything like that with Sylas but she did know she liked the woman. Was it just lust or a moment of weakness? Perhaps a need or desire that Sylas was willing to participate in? Either way it didn't matter to her, she didn't regret it and she did enjoy it. Until her sister ruined it. "No, she wasn't like that. Doesn't mean I didn't like her or didn't want it with her though, Kuro. You shouldn't have done that."
"You're right and I'm sorry. I know you'll forgive me in time, it's what sisters do but I promise not to do something like that again." Kuro said sincerely regretful of her actions.
"Good." Was all Kory responded with.
Thankfully for the human nothing else was said, for at that moment a large cyborg was walking towards them and blocked their path. Two trandoshans flanked him and hissed. "So, you're Kuroki Kalika. Zash's new apprentice." Said the tall robotic man in a gruff and almost mechanical voice.
Kuro looked at him, and that familiar feeling of deadly seething calm came over her. She smiled that half lidded smile. "You must be Skotia." She looked him up and down, noting his very numerous cybernetics. "Hm…. Not very impressive I must say."
Skotia snarled and got in her face. "Get out of my way, worm. You are nothing compared to me."
"All bark and no bite. Oh I very much must disagree with that statement, machine." Kuro retorted with a smile. Staring him down.
She looked him in the eye and he noticed something that his apprentice, the only one that came back alive, had said to him. "It was like she was staring into your soul, stripping you down to nothing….the void. By the Force it was the void. S-She's a monster." Skotia could see it, the demon within. It chilled what was left of his organic body. The Force was telling him how dangerous this girl was.
"Now, if you'll excuse me. I have a master I must be getting to. It was so nice meeting you, I hope we can meet again soon." She told him, her tone leaving nothing but promise of that happening and Skotia knew that next time it wasn't going to be as "friendly" as this conversation was. For once in such a long time, he felt fear and it was from a mere apprentice. She walked around him, throwing him a wink, and left. Kory glared at the man as she passed by, also not intimidated in the least.
The two Sith apprentices and Dashade got on the elevator. Kuro was surprised when Khem spoke. He hadn't spoken since the space port. "You should have killed him, little Sith. He had no respect for you."
Kuro smiled at her monster friend. "Aw, you do care, Khem." Khem Val just grunted and looked away. "Maybe you're right. I could have tried. Zash may have approved personally but it would do nothing but cause problems. Now isn't the time, my Dashade friend. Soon, perhaps." Then she got curious. "Are you hungry, Khem? Could you eat him?"
Khem thought for a moment. Yes he was hungry and hadn't fed in a while, not since….he couldn't even remember. Then he shook his head and actually made a joke. "No, not him….metal is no good for the digestion."
It was so surprising that Kuro snorted out a laugh and leaned against the Dashade. "Wow….who knew you could make jokes."
Khem grunted again. "What was it you said….live a little?"
"I believe it was Kory who said that but yes. Very good, Khem. There is hope for you yet." She said, then added. In that degrading tone. "Who's a good Dashade?"
Khem growled but decided, just this once, to play along. With a defeated sigh he said. "Me…."
"Yes you are, oh yes you are, good boy." Kuro said, patting him on the arm affectionately, as Kory looked on with immense amusement. Khem rolled his eyes. He couldn't wait to eat something. This woman was driving him crazy.
"Kuro!" Zash exclaimed just as her apprentice came into the room. She was out of her desk and swooping down on the surprised twi'lek, engulfing her in a tight hug. "Thank goodness you're alright. I heard what happened at the docks. Skotia didn't do anything to you did he?" She asked, looking her over for any injuries, only to suddenly snarl and begin pacing. "Damn him! Sticking his nose where it doesn't belong. He could have hurt you."
Kuro was pleasantly surprised at Zash's worry. It warmed her heart. She came up behind the woman and hugged her, a happy smile on her face. "Mother, relax. Everything is fine, I'm okay." She said, having not felt this internal warmth in such a long time.
Zash sighed and nodded. "Good, good." She returned the hug and pulled away, only slightly. "Now, before we get down to business and for why I wanted you two here I…." She paused, not sure how to go about this. She was nervous and didn't know how Kuro was going to react. It could end….disastrously. "I….need to show you something." She looked at the human apprentice and with a gentle smile said, "Kory, do you mind if I leave you here for a little while? Feel free to take a look around, enjoy the city?"
Kory bowed in response. "Of course, my Lord. I need a break from this insufferable sister of mine anyway."
"What did she do this time?" Zash asked with a sigh.
Kuro just smiled innocently. "Nothing."
"Nothing, my ass." Kory rolled her eyes with a smirk.
The Sith Lord shook her blonde head. "Kory, I would like all the details later."
Kory smirked at her sister and said. "Of course, Master."
Kuro pouted and crossed her arms. "I didn't do anything." She insisted childishly.
"I'm sure. Now come along. I have something important to show you." Zash dragged Kuro out of the room and led her down the hall the twi'lek had just come from. Kuro followed, wondering where they were going and why without Kory and her Dashade. She refrained from asking. She would get her answer in time.
Kuro was surprised when Zash took her outside the Imperial Citadel and to a transport speeder. Kuro frowned in confusion but still didn't ask, even though the desire was stronger. Zash piloted the speeder over Kaas City to some apartment complexes. Kuro was getting nervous. She recognized this place, though it had become hazy from her stay on Korriban. This was where she used to live with her mother. Why was Zash taking her here?
Zash found what she was seeking and set down the speeder, jumping out and motioning for Kuro to follow. The apprentice did, getting more and more nervous and now suspicious. Something wasn't right. The twi'lek followed her master to her old home. An apartment building complex she was very familiar with. She wanted to glare, but kept her expression passive, a small smile included, trying to calm the raging inferno that was bubbling. She kept it down. No, no anger. She reminded herself.
They walked inside the building and stopped right at her old apartment door. Apprentice looked at her Master, who continued to avoid eye contact. It was the look of the guilty, the ashamed and Kuro found her repressed anger rising to the surface. The Sith Lord knocked and waited. Moments passed and the door opened.
Kuro could now confirm that she had gone insane. There stood her mother, alive as can be, smiling at her. Within seconds she went back to being a child, as if her torment and training was a thing of the past. "Mommy?" she asked, almost uncertain.
"It's me, sweetheart." She said with a smile. "I've missed you so much."
She couldn't believe it. This had to be a trick right? Another test? What more could Zash do to torment her!? She had done everything to her already! Physically, mentally, spiritually! Kuro was damn sure she was clinically insane because of her trials! Now a being of her past was in front of her again, seemingly alive. She just couldn't believe it, not without proof. So she took a deep breath and struggled out the words. "Don't. Don't lie to me." She wanted to be angry, livid. But she promised herself, vowed to never be angry again. It did nothing but hurt her and everyone around her. Instead, she was just just looked at the two women, her mothers, with heartbreak and tears in her eyes.. "I killed you. They made me do it. I saw myself do it. You can't be real…."
How could this…? Then it clicked. Everything came rushing back to her. It was little things. Like the fact her mother never called her sweetling, Zash did. The fact that Zash taught her about illusions and how to make people see what they wanted them to see during her training. The guilty looks, the pained eyes. Her mothers death was all a lie, just to break her and craft her into what she was now. Her mind faltered, then shattered. She shifted her eyes to Zash, piercing into her soul, sadness radiating off her. "You were doing so well, Mother." She lamented, sadly, at yet another betrayal on Zash's part.
Zash looked like she was going to cry. She was shaking and fidgeting. She didn't know what to do now. She didn't want Kuro to hate her, she didn't even know how to explain. Zash wasn't suicidal but at that moment all she wanted to do was die for the pain she had caused.
Kanna had had enough. Kuro wasn't seeing the bigger picture. She was being cruel in her sadness, too cruel. She sighed at her daughter and lifted her hand to cup her cheek, forcing her to look at her. "Please, Kuroki. Don't be sad, don't be upset with her." She whispered, pulling her daughter inside. A meek and broken-hearted Zash following. The door was closed and Kanna pulled her daughter into a tight hug. "How could you be so cruel to someone who did nothing but make you better in the worst possible situation that was given to you?" She whispered into her daughter's ear, holding her tight to her breast. "She watched over you for fourteen years, Kuro. Fourteen years at that terrible place. She told me everything that had happened to you. It must have been a nightmare but Zash only cared about making you as strong as possible to survive. Don't you see that? Yes it was all horrible but what other choice was there, had she nothing, you would be dead and I would have lost a daughter for good."
Kanna tried to soothe her upset daughter who was shaking like a leaf. It wasn't anger, just an overwhelming sadness. Kuro was so tired of being betrayed, lied to….used. She couldn't take one more for fear it would destroy her forever and turn her into the monster within.
Kuro was shaking, staring at her upset mother. The words came and filtered into her mind, she heard them, processed them, then thought back to everything that had happened on Korriban. Every memory was preceded by one thing. One person. Zash was always there. In the background, in her office comforting her, making those plans to strengthen her. Zash was always there. Kuro even knew why Zash had done what she did. Saw the logic in it after her training was done. Her mother and Zash were right. She would be dead if Zash had done nothing and how did Kuro treat her? With mistrust, disdain, anger and hatred. None of which she deserved.
Kanna's expression turned firm, but the loving aura she generated remained. "I know it wasn't easy, Kuro. I know everything that happened to you and I wish it hadn't but it did. Despite how terrible they were, it made you stronger, didn't it?"
The Sith apprentice nodded slowly. It did make her stronger. She had power she never would have had before. The power to protect her family, her friends and loved ones. She found her Force-mate in Ashara, created a haven of love for them to retreat to whenever she wanted.
She had a sister who loved her and would die fighting to protect her, and now she had two mothers who loved her with all her heart. Despite all the pain and misery, the outcome was something she would never want to change. She could see that now. "I….It did." She said, her breath hitching and for once more, she cried burying her face into mothers breast, a place of comfort for her. Home. She wailed and lamented how terrible a person she had to be to cause so much pain to the ones who only loved her. "I'm so sorry, mommy! I'm so sorry, mother!" She said, to both her moms.
Zash and Kanna reacted instantly, Kanna hugged her as tightly as she could without causing harm. Zash came up behind her and hugged the pair. They cradled their child to their chests, comforting the Sith woman. "It's okay, baby girl." Kanna soothed, stroking her daughter's lekku in a comforting gesture she had done often to her sweet one when she was a girl. "It's okay now."
The Sith Lord was openly crying, a mixture of sorrow and happiness. Kuro didn't hate her, but was in so much pain. She wished she could take it all back if only to prevent the pain. She wished could have fought all of Kuro's battles and kept her safe. But that was the thing about wishing. It was sometimes nice to think about all the ways you could have done something, but they wouldn't always be the correct decision. Zash knew had she done any of those things, Kuro would be weak, would have died and her and Kanna would never have been reunited. That, of course, didn't mean she enjoyed doing what she had to do. "I'm sorry, Kuro. I only did what I felt was best. I love you and your mother, sweetling. I knew it was the best way to kick start everything, if you were to 'kill her'." Kuro shook her head, not wanting to think about it. Not wanting to see the light leave her mothers eyes. So she just clung to her mother, missing her warmth.
The apprentice was reunited with her mother, for that she was happy. The pain of betrayal wasn't likely to go away any time soon, and the trust she had in Zash would be hindered. But Kuro would try her best, she knew she had to. Despite everything, she still loved Zash. It was just….instinctual. She could feel it deep inside that Zash was meant to be in her life. She had already hurt them enough. Even if she was hurt at first, the red skinned twi'lek would put her all into keeping her relationship with her master and second mother alive.
Kory paced in Zash's office. She hadn't left, despite Zash saying she could. She was too pent up now. She may have hated what Kuro had done on The Black Talon but she was her sister and the feelings of apprehension came rushing back once she was gone from sight. She couldn't help but worry and wonder what would happen to her. Was she okay? Was she hurt? Did someone attack them? Did someone….rape her again? It was the last thought that always got to her the most. She snarled and paced like a caged animal. She should have followed them, watched from the shadows. Kuro was important to her, damn it! She should have….
She was interrupted from her thoughts when Kuro and Zash returned, along with another woman Kory had never seen. Her eyes zeroed on Kuro first, however and what she saw made her blood boil. Kuro had been crying. Kuro rarely cried openly, not after…. She growled at Zash and sprang to her sister, engulfing her in a one armed hug. Kuro didn't fight it, only welcomed it, her family was together now. "What happened to her?!" She demanded. She didn't care that Zash was supposed to be her master. Didn't care what this other woman would think of her acting this way, she wanted answers. "Answer me!"
Zash didn't take it personally, though it was hard not to. She was this girl's master and she deserved more respect than she was being given. But she did deserve the anger. She felt it was her fault that Kuro was in pain to begin with. Before she could answer, however, Kuro spoke first. Her tone was light, even happy and had that same playfulness she had heard many times before just none of the underlying malice. "It's okay, little sis. Just some emotional stuff, you know. Not a big deal, I'm okay. I promise." Kuro reassured her sister, after getting a skeptical look. "Good to know you still care, though." She added, reminding Kory that she was supposed to be angry with her.
Kory huffed and almost shoved her away. Instead she just let her go and stepped away, now embarrassed for reacting so strongly. "Of course I do." She mumbled. Kuro just grinned, moving back in to hug her, resting their foreheads together in a warm sisterly embrace.
"Good. Well now that we are all calmed down. Kory, I want to introduce you to my mother, Kanna." She gestured to the other woman in the room. Now that Kory was under control and took a look at her she recognized Kanna from the description Kuro had given her. Blue skin, blue eyes, kind smile and motherly aura, impressive curves….she wasn't looking and she would deny it to anyone who asked.
"Wait….what? Didn't you…." Kory didn't want to finish the sentence but everyone knew what she was talking about.
Kuro shrugged, as if it didn't bother her. "That's what I thought, but Zash pulled off a little Sith magic and gave the illusion that I killed her."
"What?!" Kory snarled, glaring hatefully at her master, her hand reaching for her lightsaber instinctively. She liked Zash, she really did but what kind of monster does that to a little girl? Make them believe they killed someone and then just reunite them as if nothing even happened. "How could…."
"Kory." Kuro said firmly. "Enough."
"But…." She protested, not willing to let it go. She only knew how to fight, so it was so frustrating when shouldn't hurt someone. Even if that someone was Lord Zash.
"It's fine. We've talked, we all cried enough over it to last us a lifetime. I love you too, little sister, but you don't need to protect me, not from this." Kuro explained, her usual jovial tone replaced with a firm finality that anyone would have listened to and obeyed. Kory was no different. Yet for Kory, there was still the love that was felt. She frowned, she didn't like it but she would honor Kuro's wishes, so she nodded. "Thank you." Kuro smiled.
Kanna stepped forward, a little hesitant towards the one armed woman and looked her over. Kanna thought she was cute, despite her apparent anger issues and wasn't surprised that Kuro found a good friend in her. Her vehement defense said everything about their relationship. "Hello, Kory. I'm Kanna, Kuro's mother. It's nice to meet you, sweetie." She said.
Kory was about to lift her arm for a hand shake in greeting but was shocked when Kanna just stepped forward and wrapped her up in a firm hug. Kory blushed as Kanna's large and heavy breasts pressed into her face. She was in both heaven and hell. "You're her sister, hm? Well I always did want another child." Kanna teased. Kory was wide eyed and looked to Kuro for help. The twi'lek was smiling and didn't interfere. So Kory just placed her arm around Kanna and gave a hesitant hug in return, only then did Kanna pull away. Despite the embarrassment and awkward hug, on her end, she missed being pressed into those wonderful globes. Okay I need to get a grip! She told her horny mind and moved away from Kanna.
Zash sighed in relief, now that things had calmed down. She truly regretted every pain she had caused her lover and her daughter, now matter how necessary it was, but she couldn't take it back now. So she looked to the future, and more importantly the present. "Kuro, I...have something else to tell you." Zash announced hesitantly.
Kuro looked doubtful and rightfully suspicious, but she nodded. Kory didn't hold anything back at the announcement, she glared at the older woman, as if daring her to harm her sister again. Kanna supported her lover, gently snaking an arm around the woman's waist and nodding at Zash's imploring expression.
"I know you don't really trust me, and I don't blame you. I wouldn't either in your position. But I have come across something I wanted to share with you. Have you heard about the Force-Sensitivity Ritual?" Kuro was intrigued, while she had not heard of such a thing, she was always interested in rituals and more secrets of power, she said as such. Zash smiled. "It is a ritual to increase your Force sensitivity, basically increasing your power permanently. I….had been looking for it since you were taken to Korriban. The holocron you found held the information so I figured you had the rights to the ritual and so that I could fulfill my promise."
"Hm? What promise?" Kuro asked in confusion.
It was her mother who answered. "I made her promise to look out for you. Keep you safe. The day she had to take you." Kanna smiled proudly at her lover, kissing her head, then a quick peck on the lips. As weird as it seemed to her at the moment, Kuro couldn't deny how good her mother and Zash looked next to each other. They were perfect for each other.
"Yes." Zash cleared her throat, heat flushing her face at the open display of affection in front of her apprentices. "That's right. Though, I couldn't do anything directly, not without jeopardizing my success of having you as an apprentice. So instead I planted ideas in Harkon's head. Most of the trials you and Kory had to undergo were my suggestion. Yes, even the sacrifice trial. I'm so sorry if they caused you pain, but it was the only way." Zash smiled, hoping for forgiveness. She wasn't naive enough to think that Kuro would have forgiven her but she still hoped.
The twi'lek apprentice thought over this information. She looked away from the gathered individual's and got lost in her own mind. She wouldn't say it, not yet, but she had forgiven Zash. Even if she didn't it would only be a matter of time before she did. She couldn't stay mad at them, if only for her mother's happiness. But this ritual Zash had found. A permanent increase in Force power? She would have to be a fool to decline such a gift. Kuro was no fool, so she liked to think. But how was it performed? What items, if any, were needed? Where did it need to be performed? And how strong was it exactly? All these questions needed to be thought through. "I see, thank you for such a gift, Mother. What do we have to do?"
Zash smiled at the acceptance, seeing this as a first step to her forgiveness, and explained as she walked over to her desk and sat down, Kanna stood by her side. "First and foremost we need to remove Darth Skotia from his position. He has access to a vast array of knowledge that I can not get to. Should I even ask, he would want to know why I wanted this information and what I was going to do with it. Given his hatred for me, and consequently you, he would never agree. Besides….I really despise that man."
Kuro slowly paced in front of Zash's desk as she explained. "Destroy Skotia. Should be simple enough. He didn't impress me."
The Sith Lord shook her head. "Not so simple, Kuro. Despite what you may think he is very powerful. The title of Darth are reserved for the truly strong in the dark side. He has more experience in fighting than you. More Force knowledge not to mention two trandoshan body guards that are known to have killed Force users before. This will not be easy."
Kuro shrugged, completely unphased by the power paradigm. "So we don't give him a fair fight. Remove his bodyguards, by force or…." Kuro paused, then grinned. She knew of trandoshans, and to hear they were working for Skotia was surprising. They would only do so if he had something of theirs they needed but Skotia would be unwilling to return. Something important to their culture. Giggling almost madly she informed the curious group. "The trandoshans won't be an issue. They would only work for someone if they were being blackmailed or had something held over for Skotia, he won't be a problem either. He's more of a machine than man right? So we just disable his cybernetics, giving us the advantage over him. Without his bodyguards or powerful machines he won't stand a chance against me, Kory and my Khemie." She said, throwing the pet name to the Dashade, who was in a corner far away from the four women. Khem growled and crossed his arms, not looking at them. Kuro cackled and then grinned at her family. "As I said. Simple."
Zash was astounded. Kuro had come up with a plan in a matter of seconds on how to deal with a Sith she had no knowledge of. She had not only gotten more powerful, but intelligent as well. Zash was grinning, Kuro had always been a smart child, quick to adapt. "Yes. You seem to have everything under control. Two more things, Kuro." The twi'lek woman nodded, eager to get to work. "First: Kanna and I can not be anywhere near you or Skotia when the time comes to remove him. It would be too much of a risk and could easily be led back to me. Not only would I not take his place and become Darth, I would no longer be a Lord. In fact I would be quite dead. Kanna as well, and you and Kory too." Kuro nodded, expecting as much. As if she would allow her mothers anywhere near a threat. Besides, it didn't matter to her. She wanted to kill Skotia for insulting Zash the way he had and for sending assassins after her. This would be personal. "Now secondly: I have a gift for you."
At those words, Kuro's eyes lit up and she began to bounce in place, hands clasped together. Kanna giggled, glad she had not lost that child like innocence when it came to gifts. Kory rolled her eyes trying to resist the lop-sided smile that threatened to form, and smacked her sister on the arm. "You know I was beginning to think you had actually grown up." Kuro just stuck her tongue out at the human, who chuckled in response.
"Yes, I know you love your gifts, Kuro. This one, however, I am sure you will thoroughly enjoy. Come, I will take you to it." Zash said with a smile. She stood, took Kanna's hand and left her office. Kuro followed eagerly and Kory trailed behind with Khem.
Kory was beyond amused. Kuro's gift turned out to be a starship. The Fury class, as a matter of fact, a very top of the line starship. It carried the firepower of a dreadnought but the speed and agility of a fighter ship. At the sight of it, Kuro had stopped dead in her tracks, easily putting the pieces together to know this black and red ship was hers. She had been standing at the docking bay's door, staring at her ship for the last thirty minutes. She hadn't moved a muscle, nor dropped the stupefied look on her face. Kory laughed again when she looked over, seeing she still hadn't moved. "I think you broke her, my lord."
Zash and Kanna were equally amused. "Perhaps I have. Well, at least I know she likes it. I have been cashing on favors for the last fourteen years to get it."
Kuro suddenly snapped out of it. "Like it? I love it! Thank you so much, I love you!" She launched herself at the blonde human and hugged her tightly.
The Sith Lord hugged her back, just as tightly but couldn't help but tease her surrogate daughter. "Good to know material possessions is all it takes for you to love me again."
"W-What? It's not like that!" Kuro objected, trying to apologize. "It's just….it's a starship!"
"But isn't it?" Kanna chimed in, hugging her daughter from behind. Kuro had grown up but she still wasn't as tall as her mother, probably never would. "Only hours before you were rather upset with us and now it's 'I love you'?"
Kuro pouted and glared at her sister, who was laughing at her expense. "It's not like that. I just….love starships." Despite being the object of everyone's humor, Kuro was immensely happy for the gift. "But truly, thank you, Mother. I really do love it, though I don't really deserve it."
The blonde human only shrugged. "Maybe you do, maybe you don't. Either way I wanted you to have it. In fact you will need it for taking down Skotia."
At this Kuro frowned in confusion. "Why?"
"You've already pieced it together, Kuro." Zash reminded her. "The trandoshan artifact that Skotia has in order to keep his pets in line is in a rather secure vault on Nar Shaddaa. A very clever place to hide something, I hear he also has a Lord there with a cult. They may know more. Also, to rid him of his cybernetics you will need a disruptor. Balmorra should have something of that sort. Being a weapon's factory planet it shouldn't be hard to find one. Since these things are obviously on other planets. You'll need a ship." Zash gestured to The Fury with a smirk.
"Clever. Always one step ahead aren't you, my lord?" Kuro said with a smirk of her own.
"You would be surprised, sweetling." Zash retorted. "Now then, feel free to explore the ship. I do have some business I need to get to. Kanna, would you care to join me?"
"Certainly, my love." Kanna left Kuro's side and hooked her arm through Zash's and left. The twi'lek apprentice watched them go. Seeing the way her mother latched onto Zash, to see how close they fit their bodies together made Kuro yearn for her own Force-mate. Maybe she would take a nap after her exploration of the ship. She still hadn't seen her since The Black Talon.
"Well, come on, sister. Let's go." Kory said, grabbing Kuro's hand and dragging her off to the ship.
Kuro lay on her new bed aboard The Fury, just enjoying the silence and comfort of the silken sheets beneath her. It was safe to say she loved everything about the ship. It was spacious and practical. Black and red colors that Kuro felt like home in. She had checked over the systems. There was so much power underneath her. The firepower, the engines, it was all intoxicating. Kuro lay upon a moving destroyer, completely at ease and at home. Finally a dream she had as a child had come true. Living life amongst the stars. She wanted to enjoy it, and who better to enjoy it than her Force-mate. She closed her eyes, a small and content smile gracing her lips, and drifted off to sleep.
She opened her eyes and she was still in her bed, but she knew she was dreaming, because Ashara was there, laying half next to her and half on top of her. Their lekku were intertwined and the togruta was nuzzling Kuro's bare neck. Kuro smiled and wrapped her arms around the seemingly slumbering Jedi. "It's about time you showed up." Ashara mumbled sleepily.
Kuro giggled. "Sorry, hard to find the time to sleep when you get a brand new starship as a gift from your mothers."
Ashara opened her eyes and looked around, seeing the interior of the ship and Kuro's private quarters. She smiled in return. "It's homey. Maybe a little too dark and dreary for my tastes but so long as it's where you are it feels like home."
The Sith blushed and looked away in embarrassment. She didn't think she would ever get used to Ashara's compliments, too used to insults and mockery than sweet words of honey. "That's….good. Home is where the heart is right?" Kuro grinned, looking back at her lover.
"Yes, very much so." Ashara stretched carefully, mindful to not pull on their intertwined lekku. "So, anything new, love?"
"A few things, yes." Kuro nodded. "Remember my real mother I told you about." Ashara nodded in the affirmative. "She….wasn't dead. Zash had created an illusion on Korriban all those years ago making me think it was her. Making me think I killed my….my mommy." Kuro paused, the emotions she had been holding and hiding from her family coming to the front of her mind. She took in a deep shaky breath, silent tears slipped down her cheeks. Ashara noticed and positioned herself carefully to embrace her emotional Force-mate, offering comfort. "She made me think she was dead for thirteen years, maybe fourteen. Then she takes me away to see her again, as if nothing had happened." Kuro grit her teeth, trying to keep the rising anger inside. No. She had to control it, she never wanted to lash out in anger, ever again. Especially not when Ashara was near. "She hurt me so much, Ashara and the worst part of it all is I have already forgiven her."
Ashara smiled gently and kissed her lover's tears away. "I know it may not be what you want to hear. But I'm glad you forgave her….I'm proud that you have. I remember you telling me about her. How kind Zash was for a Sith Lord. How loving she was to you and Kory. True feelings don't lie, Kuro."
The Sith looked at the Jedi, seeking more comfort and Ashara was more than happy to give it. "True feelings?"
A nod. "Yes. Zash loves you. I know she told you so herself. I know her actions may not have shown that but you have to look deeper. If Zash didn't care about you, love, you would have died there. I hate thinking about it but I am sure of that outcome. People who care about someone generally don't ignore those they claim to love. While it may have been a painful process she made you strong. You have your birth mother with you again. You have Kory and Zash who love you more than anything." Ashara paused and rolled over so Kuro was laying her full smaller body on top of her. Ashara didn't mind the extra weight, it felt amazing to her. Ashara slowly reached out and took hold of Kuro's other lekku and intertwined it with her other free one. "You have me. You will always have me, my darling love."
The tears fell freely, a mix between happiness and sadness. She loved Ashara, so much for what she had done for her, and continued to do for her. She loved her so much it made her heart break all the more. Because while it was amazing to be with her in her dreams every single night, she knew it paled into comparison to being with her in reality. While she knew now that Ashara was real, thanks to Aya and Kira who confirmed her existence. There were times though that Kuro couldn't believe it, just because she was so….perfect for her. But Kuro would believe in this love. One last time she would put her heart out there.
"Did you know….my mom and Zash are lovers?" Kuro said after an hour of silence.
"Oh? I bet that was weird to see." Ashara giggled.
Kuro smiled as she stared at the dark walls, her head resting on Ashara's bountiful chest. "A little, yeah. But the more I think about it, the better that whole idea is. My real mother, in love and with a person who I came to see as another mother. Now I have two."
The togruta smiled. "See? There is balance in everything, right? Everything you went through, and now you have two mothers, Kory, and me."
"Especially you." Kuro looked into Ashara's eyes. "Thank you, Ashara. You mean everything to me and I love you with everything that I am."
Jedi and Sith smiled at each other and leaned in for a kiss. Their lips meet in their own embrace, a soft rhythmic motion of emotions pressing against one another. There was no fight for dominance, no push or pull. Just a gentle touch of two souls becoming one once again.
Then there was a change. The kiss became desperate, needing. Ashara couldn't help herself. Seeing Kuro everyday for so long and not being able to have more. Being denied emotions due to the Jedi teachings just made it worse. It just all became too much for the Jedi. She deepened the passion with a fervor she didn't know she possessed, Kuro pulled away just enough to speak. "A-Ashara….stop….I…." She moaned.
Asara whined, an almost animal-like sound. "I can't….I'm sorry." She apologized and latched her lips to Kuro again, swiping her tongue along twi'lek lips, begging for entrance. Ashara was at war within her mind. She desperately wanted this moment with Kuro. Even now she could see the panic in Kuro's eyes, but her lips felt so good she couldn't stop.
In the end she gave in. Kuro was just too much of a sweet temptation. She forced her tongue inside Kuro's mouth, deepening the kiss. She wanted to put Kuro at ease, and wanted to show her love. She reached up with one hand and gently stroked Kuro's lekku. The Sith moaned and snapped her eyes closed to try and ride out the pleasure she was feeling. The two eventually had to pull away for air. Ashara pulled away first, a few inches apart with a thin trail of saliva between them. "Kuro…." Ashara said hesitantly. It was only now she realized how badly she messed up. "I….
Kuro took in gulps of air, her eyes still closed. It was too much too fast, she could see him. Ffon's eyes boring into her with that sadistic smile, roughly kissing her as he assaulted her again and again. Kuro shook, her breathing became labored and difficult. "S-Stop….Stop!" She screamed, curling into herself, her arms hugging her body. The repressed emotions of her ordeal came to the surface once more.
Ashara cursed herself. She knew what happened to Kuro so why did she go so far? She had to fix this. "Kuro, love. It's me, Ashara. He's not here, he's not here. It's just me." She coaxed soothingly, laying her body against Kuro, not on top. She didn't want Kuro to feel like she was trapped. She stroked her lekku, gently, lovingly. "It's always me, Kuro. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."
The gentle, soothing words eventually got through to Kuro and she opened her eyes from the nightmares of the past and looked into the tear filled eyes of Ashara. The Sith breathed evenly and flung her arms around the togruta. "No, Ashara." She cried, hiding her face in Ashara's neck. "I'm sorry."
The Jedi shook her head. "You have nothing to apologize for. If anyone should apologize it should only be me. I went too far."
"I hate this!" She whispered vehemently. "I hate that I can't do this with you even though I want you so much. I know you would never hurt me like they did, so why?" She cried.
"I don't know, Kuro. All I know is I will always be with you, no matter what. I will talk to Shi'ara, she knows so much I'm sure she can help us. I love you."
Kuro sniffled. "I love you too." She replied, crying for a love she may never get to feel. Not even in her dreams.
Zash sat in her bed in a silk nightgown, Kanna laying against her dozing as the night settled. The Sith Lord was looking over various texts. One was on how to perform the Force-sensitivity ritual. She wanted to do this right, she would be damned if she failed Kuro again. Zash shook her head, careful not to wake her lover. "Never again." She whispered to herself. She studied the ritual and at the same time looked over other rituals that could increase Kuro's power. Zash had always been a strategist and was always one step ahead of her enemies and even some of her friends. Darth Skotia would just be one obstacle in Kuro's way and Zash wanted to be prepared.
She came across several promising texts, but one demanded her attention. A ritual that bound ghosts to the users will and increased their power. It was the Force-Walk Ritual invented by Lord Ergast. It seemed promising, yet dangerous, if not damning. Lord Ergast had mysteriously faded from his former glory and vanished after binding many ghosts. However this was too promising to pass up. She began copying the information to her personal holo device and re-read the Force Sensitivity ritual again for what felt like the hundredth time.
Now, how to defeat Skotia without drawing attention to herself, was another obstacle Zash had to overcome. She smiled as Kanna gave a soft snore. She was happy to be reunited with her love again. The secrets and lies could stop and she could be happy with Kanna and tutor their daughters to become promising Sith.
Then an idea came to her. Now that she was with Kanna again, maybe they could have a date around the time Kuro and Kory would be taking care of Skotia. She would have an accurate and honest alibi and no one would be the wiser. The idea appealed to her the more she thought of it, so with a smile she kissed the side of Kanna's lekku. A small moan escaped the twi'lek's lips, and she fell silent again.
A wicked smile graced Zash's lips and she kissed her again, forcefully on her lips this time, coaxing Kanna awake. Kanna moaned and her eyes fluttered open. She gasped as Zash reached around and gently tugged on Kanna's other lekku. "Mm, Zash."
"I'll never get over how cute you are, and the sounds you make. Beautiful." Zash gushed over her lover.
Kanna arched her back, pressing her ample, heavy breasts into Zash's own. She writhed in pleasure as Zash did not cease her actions. "W-Well, you k-know what your t-touching does to me."
"I do." Zash stopped kissing her lekku and instead latched her lips to Kanna's neck and gave a gentle suck. Kanna's hips bucked as Zash teased another pleasure point of hers. "I also know that I've missed you." The Sith Lord gently pushed the twi'lek mother onto her back and straddled her hips. Zash was always secretly glad Kanna went to bed naked, and that that practice didn't stop despite her absence. Zash stripped away her nightgown and flung it to the floor. The twi'lek looked up in awe at Zash's body. Despite her age, Zash looked amazing. Zash blushed but smiled. "Stop staring so much." She said, with an embarrassed giggle.
Kanna giggled and reached up to pull Zash on top of her. "I can't help it, my love, you're just so beautiful."
"Thank you, but I'm no twi'lek." Zash countered.
The twi'lek mother giggled and kissed her lover. "Such a charmer."
"I aim to please."
"Then stop talking."
With a sultry chuckle Zash obliged and kissed Kanna's neck and down to her breasts. She latched onto a nipple and sucked, while her other hand gently kneaded Kanna's other breast. The twi'lek moaned, her eyes closing so she could focus more on Zash's attentions. She missed this. The closeness and loving touches that only Zash could provide. Soon Zash switched attentions, giving Kanna's other breast the same treatment. Kanna bucked and moaned at Zash's skilled hands and lips, she couldn't take it any more and went to move her hand to her core. But Zash put a stop to that, she caught her hand and pinned it to the side, Kanna groaned. "Zash, please."
"Let me. It's been so long since I had a taste of you." If Kanna could blush anymore than she already was she would be on fire.
Zash slowly slid down her lover's body and settled between her legs, never breaking eye contact. She kissed legs and thighs, except the one place the twi'lek wanted. "Please stop teasing, Za...AH!" She didn't finish her sentence. At that moment Zash latched onto Kanna's clit and sucked. Hard. Kanna clamped a hand around her mouth to muffle her screams and used her other hand to tease her breasts.
The pleasure was intense and all the more glorious being deprived of it for so long. She couldn't even masturbate, it just didn't compare to making love to Zash. Now that they were together again and would likely be seeing a lot more of each other the pleasure only intensified.
For Zash, it was like being denied your favorite treat for years and then finally allowed another taste. Kanna's nectar tasted as sweet as she remembered and Zash couldn't help but suckle, almost violently, at her core, seeking more. She wrapped her hands around Kanna's thighs. Zash missed these the most. She never really understood why people gravitated towards the ass on a person. She could appreciate it, she supposed, but the legs were much more pleasing to the eye for the human Sith Lord. She rubbed on the thighs as she coaxed an orgasm out of her lover, and she was not denied.
The feelings were too much for Kanna. Zash's mouth on her core, the woman's tongue flicking and sucking her clit, her rubbing of her thighs just pushed Kanna over the edge and she came with a muffled scream into Zash's mouth. The Sith Lord greedily lapped up every last drop, prolonging Kanna's orgasm even further. Her orgasm slowly ebbed and she breathed heavily. "Oh, Zash…."
Zash chuckled, licking her lips, and crawled up Kanna's body, laying her head on the woman's large breasts. "Guess I did a good job? By the way have I ever told you how much I love hearing you say my name?" She bragged as she enjoyed the sound of Kanna's fast beating heart.
Kanna didn't reply at first, too focused on getting her breath back. Finally she said, "Yes, to both questions." Zash looked up and flashed a cocky grin to which Kanna rolled her eyes with a smile. "Don't brag, it's very unbecoming."
"And yet you seem to love how 'unbecoming' I am." Zash teased cheekily.
"Oh, you." Kanna grumbled with a blush. She huffed and with strength Zash wasn't aware of, flipped them over so Kanna straddled the now submissive human. "It's my turn, and someone needs to be punished." She said with a devilish glint in her eye. It was always the kind and loving ones you had to be wary of. Zash thought, but felt a flash arousal and grinned.
Ashara awoke, feeling horrible. She couldn't believe she had almost raped her own Force-mate. In her own mind! She was the worst kind of monster. Yet she just couldn't help it. Kuro brought forth feelings that she had never dealt with before. Desires she suddenly craved and wanted. Kuro was the most intoxicating presence she had ever experienced. Even more so than Shi'ara and that was saying a lot.
Once, like many others, she had an infatuation with Shi'ara. Calling it a crush was an understatement. But it wasn't love either. Complete romantic adoration? Perhaps that was it. Regardless, Shi'ara brought about feelings of desire so strong she thought she would jump the human woman every time she saw her. But compared to Kuro? That was nothing. Kuro was in an entirely different level of lust and love that she wasn't prepared to deal with and it hurt that she couldn't even act on those desires. But she had to resist, if only to protect Kuro from Ashara herself.
Ashara groaned, not quite ready to get out of bed and start another boring day of lessons and history. She snuggled under blankets, until she heard a voice that she could never forget. "Well now, I hope my little stalker is feeling well, I would begin to believe I was not welcome, otherwise."
Ashara shot up in bed, forgetting she was topless and stared in shock at the beautiful Barsen'thor, Shi'ara. She was as elegant as ever. Flowing golden blonde hair, gorgeous green eyes and a smile that just completely melted your soul. Shi'ara raised a delicate eyebrow at Ashara's lack of modesty and giggled. Ashara looked down and yelped, covering herself with her blanket. "I-I-I'm sorry." She stuttered.
"Oh my, do not apologize. It is not anything I have not seen before, my little stalker." Shi'ara teased as she sat down in Ashara's desk chair.
The togruta's eyes widened and she shrieked. "You've seen me naked?!"
Shi'ara laughed, covering her mouth with a slender and elegant hand. "Of course not, my dear. My you are just so fun to tease." There was that constant humor Shi'ara had as well, something Ashara loved and hated at the same time. The togruta grumbled, no longer caring if she was naked in front of the perfect human, she jumped out of bed and began to get dressed. "If it makes you feel better you have grown into a very beautiful woman, Ashara."
The togruta Jedi blushed and mumbled a thank you. She sighed and gathered herself. "So….why are you here?"
Shi'ara pouted playfully. "Oh? Am I not welcome? My sincerest apologies. I was in the area and thought of seeing a good friend."
Ashara groaned. "Shi'ara you know that's not what I meant." Ashara knew that she knew. But she couldn't help but try and assure the blonde.
The Barsen'thor giggled. "Of course. I am here for….reasons and let us leave at that. Regardless, I did wish to see how you were doing. Still having those dreams? How is Kuroki?"
"I needed to speak to you about that. It's really coincidental that you're here" She groaned in anguish, rubbing a hand over her face, worry etched into her features at the coming conversation." No, no she's not fine!" Ashara began to pace, and everything she had kept to herself came rushing out. "I love her, Shi'ara but I can't even touch her and it drives me insane. I'm trying not to be selfish because of what happened to her but she's just so….so…."
"Everything you have ever wanted?" Shi'ara supplied, knowingly.
"Exactly!" She threw her hands up in aggravation. "I want to touch her, to kiss her, to make love to her and I can't because it would trigger her...her…. and I don't want to hurt her like that! Argh!" She ranted and finally sagged onto her bed, head in her hands. "Does it make me a bad person for wanting her so badly?" She asked, afraid of the answer especially since she was a couldn't take it if she was anything remotely related to an abuser.
Shi'ara stood and sauntered over to her friend and knelt in front of her, placing her hands on the younger woman's knees. "Of course not, Ashara. It means you love her, you desire her. It is a natural feeling and a welcome one, but you must be patient with her. It will be worth it in the end, trust me." She said with a wink. Thinking of her own Force-mate and wonderful it was.
"You promise?" Ashara asked, sounding scared and meek. Would it really be worth it? Would everything be alright in the end? Ashara wanted to believe it. She would do anything for Kuro but would a romantic relationship with no sex life be even possible? She had heard of people who were so in love at first but then fall out of it because of a lack of a romantic sex life and Ashara feared that she and Kuro would be one of those statistics. Nevermind the fact the Force had connected the two.
"I promise, Ashara. I would never lie to you." Shi'ara promised, then added. "When you two meet, I advise this: Be the attentive girlfriend you've always been." Ashara didn't even question how Shi'ara knew that, and listened. "Let Kuroki take control of physical intimacy. It may be hard and frustrating but that is what she needs to get over her struggle. Rape is a terrible thing but it is hardly about the sex. It was about control. Ffon wanted to show Kuroki that he was better than her and so he did something terrible and took away her control and innocence. It takes time to heal, Ashara, but Kuroki will overcome with your help. Let her take back control and she will be more comfortable letting you touch her. Understand?"
Ashara nodded with a smile. "I think so. Thank you, Shi'ara. Why is it you are always there when I need you most?"
Shi'ara smiled mysteriously. "Why indeed." She replied, a twinkle in her eye as she stood and the two left Ashara's bunk.
Zash stood at the ramp of Kuro's starship, watching as Kanna said her goodbyes. She gave a bittersweet smile. It must be hard on the twi'lek woman. She only just got her daughter back and now she was leaving again. Kanna was in tears but smiling as she hugged her only child to her breast in one of the most loving embraces Zash had ever seen. The mother cradled Kuro to her breast, one hand behind her head the other around her back. It was a beautiful sight. Before long, Kanna pulled away and planted a kiss on her daughter's forehead.
Eventually, Zash coaxed Kanna away from the girls, after the fifth hug she had given her daughters. "Kanna, if you keep hugging them they are never going to leave." Zash said with a smile. Kanna had gathered Kuro back into her arms for another bone crushing hug, the sixth by Zash's count.
"That's the point, my love." Kanna shot back, holding Kuro tighter. The Sith apprentice gently tried to push away but it became increasingly difficult due to the fact her face was pressed tightly in between her mothers cleavage, getting harder to breathe. Who knew Kanna was so strong? Kuro flailed her arms, trying to get away, giving muffled protests, though she immensely enjoyed being in her mothers embrace. Kanna took pity on her daughter and let her go for the final time. The Sith apprentice took an exaggerated breath, coupled with a hand to her heart. "Oh, don't be so dramatic." Kanna chided playfully, giggling.
"Who's being dramatic? I thought I was gonna die." Kuro replied with a teasing smile, she loved this, being with her mother again. She missed her so much it physically hurt. The Sith hugged her mom one last time and stepped out of reach, just to be safe. "I love you, mommy. I'll see you soon okay? We really should get going."
Kanna felt tears in her eyes, though she smiled through it. She wasn't losing her daughter again….not again. She was just going away for a short time. She would be back. "I understand, dear. I love you, stay safe for me."
"I will." Kuro stepped back again and turned to walk away. She passed Kory and tilted her head towards her mother. "I'm sure she'd like a hug, little sis." She said to the younger but taller sister, with a smirk. It was almost a running joke at this point, the little sister was bigger and the big sister was littler.
Kory blushed, embarrassed at this whole thing. Kanna was not her biological mother and she had not known her at all until a few weeks ago. So being hugged by a busty, sexy twi'lek mom made her hormones rage in desire. But she repressed it, ashamed of thinking of this woman like that. She looked at the twi'lek mother who was watching them. She smiled that loving smile that made the human's heart melt. This woman was so kind and she was sure she couldn't refuse her anything. So she hustled over to Kanna and warped her arm around the woman, giving the best hug she could offer with only one arm. "It's ...been a long time since I had a mother. I can't even remember what my own mother looks like anymore. So….um, thank you. I'll keep Kuro safe."
Kanna was surprised at Kory's hug but didn't turn it away. She smiled into the girl's hair and kissed her head. "Thank you, my dear. But be sure to keep yourself safe too." She pulled back with a twinkle in her eye and added. "I have two daughters now, I don't want to lose either one." Even though Kanna had just met the red headed human, she seemed to have taken a liking to the human girl.
Kory blushed and nodded with a chuckle before letting her go, she jogged to catch up with Kuro and the two entered the ship with Khem following behind The girls waved one last time as the ship took off, rising up through overhead bay doors, the two women watched it go. "She's strong, Kanna. She'll be okay. The galaxy has more to fear from your daughter than the other way around." Zash said, trying to put her lover's worries to rest.
"You mean our daughter, Zash." Kanna replied with a giggle. She smiled at her lover and kissed her soundly on the lips. "I know she'll be fine, but a mother always worries."
Zash nodded as she took her hand and led her back to the elevator to the surface. "Don't I know it. I'm surprised I don't have gray hair because of the worry I had for her during her training." The two exchanged a subdued laugh, holding hands as they headed home, glad to be with each other once again.