Sorry this is a little late, got sidetracked with school and life in general. Hope you all enjoy this, slightly NSFW to start this out.

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Ahsoka lay on the bed, arms above her head. She wasn't tied in any way, but she was frozen in place. Before she could figure out what was happening, Bane appeared out of the darkness, his shirt gone and his pants unbuckled. "Wha-" Ahsoka felt dazed and it got worse when Bane knelt on the end of the bed and bent over her. With alarm, Ahsoka realized she was completely naked. She could feel his hot breath on her stomach. She peeped in surprise as his tongue raked up to her breast. She looked down at him to see his burning eyes boring into hers as his tongue wrapped around her nipple, causing her to gasp. Now he was hovering over her face, sliding his pants from his hips and-

Ahsoka's eyes flew open and she sat up so fast she hit her head on the bunk above her. She sat for a minute, panting and sorting out where she was. 'Just a dream. Just a dream.' She comforted herself. 'I've got to get out of here.'

A knock disturbed her thoughts. "I'm coming in," Bane growled. Ahsoka stood as he entered the room and leaned against the door. "Tot chu might like to know, your master still refuses to pay,"

"So what are you going to do?"

"He's got a standard week left. After dat, I'm selling you to the highest bidder," He tossed a communicator to her. "See if chu can talk some sense into him,"

"Master?"

"Ahsoka! Where are you?" Anakin's tiny hologram figure looked concerned and angry.

"I don't know. Probably the Outer Rim. He says he's going to sell me in a standard week if you don't get him the information. Master," Her voice broke, "Please get me out."

"I'll find you Snips. Just hold tight."

Ahsoka hadn't noticed Bane's approach until he snatched the communicator from her hand. She jumped back out of his reach and he raised an eyebrow before turning and leaving the room, relocking it. 'I need to get out now.'

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Bane left the ship. He'd lost more that just his ship. He'd also lost his duster, every weapon he didn't have on his person and, most importantly, his hat. With a pouch full of stolen credits, it wasn't hard to find what he needed and he still had plenty of credits left. On his way back to the docking bay, he passed a cantina that looked like just the kind of cheap he was looking for.

It was dark and loud, two twi'leks dancing on the far side of the room, a devaronian bartender and plenty of other seedy aliens roaming around. "Shots. Keep 'em comin'." the devaronian nodded as Bane tossed a pile of credits on the counter. Seven shots later, Bane tossed more credits and three more shots appeared. He downed them and the world was now pleasantly fuzzy.

A hand drew itself over his shoulders and a female togruta leaned against the bar, staring at him with hooded eyes. "You looking for a good time cowboy?" She purred.

Bane slapped enough credits for a final shot, downed it, and followed the woman to a back room. Once the door closed, she took his hat off and started kissing him passionately. Bane wished he could have remembered more, but he blacked out after that.

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Bane woke up, draped only in a cheap sheet and an arm. He grinned to himself. This was just what he needed. "Morning sunshine," the togruta woman yawned. "Have a good night?" She winked.

"Probably. Can't remember most of it," He stood and started collecting his strew clothes.

"Getting over a bad break up or something?" She asked.

"What?"

"Wow, you were sloshed. You were moaning some girls name the whole time I was riding you. Ahsoka must have been something,"

Bane cursed silently but kept dressing. "Not a girlfriend."

"Must be someone you want bad then~ If you even want to dream about her again, I'm here."

Bane grunted and tossed her the rest of his credits.

As he left the cantina, the dim natural light of the planet saved him from the worst of a splitting hangover. The sounds and crashes of the city made up for it, though. He was so occupied with the pain, he almost missed a fight down an alley near the docking bay. It wasn't the first time he'd been to Nar Shaddaa, and it certainly wasn't the first alleyway murder he'd ignored. Still, he glanced down at the three figures two trying to drag away a weakly struggling togruta in a white shirt. Bane drew his pistol and shot both of them in the head. He stalked over to where Ahsoka was writing like a half-dead worm, eyes glazing over and a needle stuck in her arm.

"Idiot," He muttered as he scooped her up in his arm and carried her back to the ship.

"N-no. Please," She whispered in a daze.

" 'ur fine," he growled. " 's just me."

"Bane?" Her hand tightened on his shirt. "Thank you,"

Bane was caught off guard by that, so much so, he missed the running steps behind him. A blaster shot grazed his arm and he dropped Ahsoka. He dove behind cover and dragged her back with him.

His arm was throbbing in pain, but he could still kill these thugs. His boot rockets flared to life and he rocketed above his cover, firing bursts at the group, about ten strong. They had some crack shots though and three grazed him, while one got a shot that went through his thigh. As a final move, he rained fire from his wrist gauntlet. Their charred husks were all that was left. As Bane landed, his injured leg buckled under him.

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Ahsoka was starting to come to, the drug in her system wearing off. Master Plo had taught her an old meditation technique last time they were both on Coruscant. She was very grateful for it now.

She picked herself up and Saw Bane trying to do the same, only he had a hole in his leg now. 'I could run now,'

Bane seemed to read her mind and pointed a gun at her head. "Ship." He panted. "Now."

"You can't stop me," She boasted. Bane fired. The shot passed so close to her head, the heat seared her skin.

"Now." She reluctantly lead the way back. "Med bay," Bane grunted. She opened it and he relocked it, trapping her inside with him. He shed his hat, duster, holsters and shirt quickly. Ahsoka's dream came back vividly and she backed up quickly. His chest had more scars than she'd imagined. A deep one running down the center of his chest was the most prominent and caught her attention.

He was leaning heavily against the exam table, med supplies in front of him. He started haphazardly slapping painkillers over his wounds and, with the same care, applied bandages. 'This is nothing like he did for me,' She thought. "Those are going to scar,"

"Does it look like I care?" He growled.

"Here." She peeled off one of the bandages already sticky with ooze from his burn. She got a clean one and applied it carefully after spreading an ointment over the burn.

"Chu must still be drugged if you're helpin' me," he chuckled.

Why was she helping him? She said it wasn't because she wanted to know what his scars felt like, but her gut was saying otherwise. "You helped me, I'm just returning the favor. Don't read into it." She finished wit the wounds on his upper torso and glanced at his leg. "That'll need stitches. Sit, I can get it."

"Kid-" Bane sounded alarmed.

Ahsoka was already digging around for a needle. "It's fine. This'll be easier than you doing it."

"Alright~" As she searched for a needle, she heard Bane moving behind her. 'Probably just sitting down,' When she turned around, needle in hand, Bane was pants-less, legs open wide, inviting, and smirking again. He didn't even have underwear on. "Sure you still want to take care of it?" He purred.

'No.' she thought as she looked away from his crotch. "Seriously?"

"This can't be the first time chu've seen commando."

"You're a perv." She retorted as she stabbed into his leg.

There was some satisfaction in the fact his teeth clenched and his hand tightened, but his smirk didn't fall. "Some woman call dat confidence."

"I call it disgusting." Her gut tightened. 'Liar!' it screamed.

Bane leaned forward, his large eyes searching her face. Ahsoka ignored him. "Do ya really?"

"What?" Her face felt warm, but she still refused to look at his face.

His hand shot out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes. Her stomach dropped and her eyes widened. "Chu don't seem disgusted now."

Silence hung between them and she could feel the minuscule space between their faces. Bane broke that tiny tension, moving closer and, in panic, Ahsoka stabbed him in the leg with the needle. He immediately let go of her and yanked the needle out. "Oops," Ahsoka shrugged, trying to play it off.

She finished sewing him up and stood as Bane said "Tanks."

"You thanking me? That's a shock."

"Chu did it first." he said, pulling his pants back on.

"Did not,"

Bane smirked again. 'Does he ever stop?' she thought. "You said a lot while you were drugged." He picked up the rest of his clothes and left Ahsoka worrying about what exactly she'd said.