Authors Note: Hey guys sorry is late, but I havent forgotten this fic. Is just life happens and some things have priority.

One thing I want to make clear because of dozens of messages I got from this fic, is that, although I love that you guys are attentive and pay close attention to the text and very sensitive to errors, I really really dont have time to edit them and redo them over and over again. I check the text with two different sites of grammar check (which Ive used for my research thesis) and my best friend(whos english) reviews them. In fact this whole fic exists because of him. I actually published it here because he really liked it and wanted me to share it.

But...I work full time and do two part time jobs on weekends. The rest of my time is filled with everyday life. I already spend alot of time writing and reviewing this, and triple checking would mean that its better not to waste my time with it anymore.

So Im genuinely sorry, but I am already exhausting my grammar checks, doing more would really take too much of my time. I understand that you guys want the best, and that you mean it for the best. But I dont really care about that(fanfic fame). For the moment, this is only a bunch of chapters my roommate asked to see, because her loved my fanfic. I am not striving to get on top of the fanfic chain XD.

Im sorry its not up to your standards, I really am. Other than that, i genuinely hope you enjoy the fic, as it is slowly coming to an end.

Thank you to all that read it anyways! Thanks for putting up with the shitty grammar, and I hope Reylo becomes canon.

Until next time.

KING PINK

Rey tried to daydream about everything other than the man next to her. She looked outside the pilot window and noticed the sun had fallen from the peak of the sky. A strip of sunshine fell across both of their legs, warming the floor too. The floor wasn't the most comfortable place to rest, but she did not mind it too much. She glanced at his bare chest for a short moment, not giving in too much in her curiosity. Rey noticed that the burn she'd given to him a year ago was still prominent across his chest. His skin was noticeably pale, although sunburnt in some places. She also noticed the small moles and freckles that dotted the balls of his shoulders.

''You have them too.'' He said, tracing her bare shoulders with his eyes, now not as tan as he'd remembered them before. Rey was caught by surprise. She had forgotten that even though they didn't get into each others head as much anymore, for them it was far too easy to know what the other was thinking. She turned to Kylo, who was lightly leaning on her side and so far had been reading a time old manual that he'd written himself, when he'd built the ship. She had been trying to ignore what had happened between them, and he had made it easier for her.

''Due to years of scouring the desert.'' Rey scoffed while turning her head and checking her top shoulder freckles. ''I was not always covered by them. Unkar Plutt always used to say to me how ugly and wrinkly the sun made pale humans, but I don't think is that bad.'' She looked at him, expecting to get some witty comeback, or some solemn story about his past, but he didn't say anything. Rey shut her eyes, trying to fight the urge to lean on him too. Their skins touching together gave her a soft shiver that she grew too comfortable with.

''I miss the way the sun fell into my skin though.'' She sighed. ''Whenever I would feel alone, I would drive my pod to this unwalked part of the eastern desert, where the dunes would hum temple songs, and I would just sit on top of one. It is almost mystical.'' She said with a smile on her face while waving her hands, gesturing an imaginary map. On her left, Kylo lowered his notes, giving her his full attention, and she felt him smiling too. It was a strange feeling, every time she'd see him smile. As if she'd seen something forbidden.

He looked so...human, boyish.

But as she sat there stroked by his smile, leaving herself so open towards him, a knot in her gut made her realize the unavoidable. He was not a handsome one-time passerby-traveler that would help her find parts in Jakku, whom she would be fortunate enough to never see again. She looked at his shoulders, his raven hair falling gracefully in his face and the smile left her face.

He was Kylo Ren. Her enemy. Master of the Knights of Ren. Server of the dark forces. And yet, while the dark forces were nowhere to be seen, with his black shirt and tunic still on the floor, he had put on his reading glasses, and was trying to figure out his ship-building pubescent ramblings on a piece of old paper. Rey pondered over getting up and leaving him there, leaving it all behind. Luke, Leia, the war. Looking outside the window, she leaned back on her elbows and wondered over the falling sun.

Had she not heard the droid's beeps that fateful day in the desert...everything would be so different, yet the same as before. She would start her days gathering parts and trading them, she would play with her Resistance props in her ATAT. She would still be returning to Jakku, and resume waiting for her parents yet again...She could run through the forest, get her lightsaber...But she looked at him, traced his features as he was focusing hard on his notes, and none of her limbs obeyed her thoughts. He smelled nice.

''I got you this with me by the way.'' He said while handing over her lightsaber in her lap.

''How did you get this from me?'' Rey asked alarmingly, immediately standing up to get hold of it.

''You forgot it at the ship. When you sat down. I wouldn't leave my lightsaber everywhere like that. You never know.'' He said in a rough voice. Rey wasn't sure whether she heard a crack on his voice, or was just him having a hard time being nice.

''You know about my vision.'' She said, regretting speaking the words. Now it made them more true.

''I do,'' He said, taking his eyes off the notes, and looking at Rey. ''They are on their way here now.'' Kylo tucked one of hair strands behind her ear, and gazed into her eyes. ''I dont know why I have this...'' he continued, while pointing to his chest. ''fear or frustration...call it whatever you want, everytime you might be in danger...I feel responsible for you... I can't bear seeing you harmed.'' While he spoke, Rey glanced at his chest, which seemed immovable and almost breathless. She had noticed her heart had started beating harder and harder with each word he said. Frozen as she was, Rey felt the electricity of his hand getting close to touching to hers.

''Come with me.'' He said with pleading eyes. ''I have so much to show you. Worlds, galaxies. The Force is so much bigger than the Jedi teach it." He was pleading. "We have no time. They will go to Luke. And then they are coming for you. Please, just...come.'' Conflicted feelings were something that had always set Rey off. Her blood boiled in her face. Her heart didn't know what to deal with first. Her mind didn't know whether to be terrified, that a whole army was coming after her; betrayed, that he somehow knew about her vision, or frustrated for yet not wanting to be away from him. After agonizing seconds of burning gaze, she got up to put her warm tunic on.

''Where are you going?" Kylo got up after her, nervously following her every move. ''You know they will find you! They gave me one last chance to take you to the dark side. They are going to kill us both if you go!''

''I cant leave Luke!'' She spat impatiently from Kylo following her around. ''Whatever he's done to you, he has been the only hope, not just for me, but to everyone! You can't just say those things, and expect me to come running with you! You-you have done horrible things-''

''I know! I know! I killed Han Solo! Those people-'' Kylo shook his head frustrated.

''Your father!Not just Han Solo! Your father!" Rey felt her loud voice shivering from within. "He was your own blood. How-how do you expect me to trust you? What if Snoke orders you to kill me? Huh? What do you do then?" She started moving around the room aimlessly, all red and angry. "Please, at least give me this. Tell me you understand how confusing and-an..-and unsolvable this is to me! What will you do?'' Rey turned to him, their faces only inches apart. Her eyes were fiery.

''I do what I did six months ago. I leave them for good.'' He replied firmly. ''I am done with them. My whole life has been nothing but- but a game, a pawn to others game. Since I was a child my life was decided for me. Everything I have ever done has been decided for me! I was ripped apart. In thousands of pieces. I was one man and then was another." His voice lowered, visibly trying to cover repressed insecurities. "You are the only thing in my life that came to me unexpectedly. And the only thing that I am certain now is that I want you there...Not because I want to turn you to the dark...I just want to show you- Rey?!'' Kylo raised his eyes in shock, not believing what had just happened.

Rey, however was in a deeper plane of shock herself. She could not believe what she'd found in his thoughts. She sighed, desperate to understand the truth that he'd hidden in his head for far too long. He tried to block her probing, but the cracks of his emotional state had made him far too vulnerable to her Force. Rey felt her silent tears mark her cheeks as she struggled hard into his thoughts to find his truth. As soon as she reached what she needed, she felt her own soul breaking loudly into pieces. Kylo Ren had not been lying. Kylo Ren had had everything written for him. The truth was buried so deep within his consciousness that she physically felt the heaviness of it all. She found herself step away, sobbing at the pain he was feeling, while unraveling them. Rey tried to swallow the pain, to look further into his head.

She saw Han breaking glasses, she saw Han leaving, the Millenium Falcon taking away in the blue sky. She saw a young Leia sobbing, running to her room, and closing the door to her. She found herself crying at night. She saw nightmares that no child should've ever seen. She saw Leia secretly crying- openly crying- silently crying while staring outside the window at night. She saw the sun and rain, none of which took the form of a family. She saw uniforms. She saw many other men and women coming to the house, Leia working on documents. She saw the different sitters taking her away from the mother, while the mother worked. She saw a young Luke approaching and taking her hand, shushing her cries for the mother. She saw the Millenium Falcon approaching, but never having Han Solo coming out of it. She saw Luke, and how everything was orchestrated to the bare details. She saw the countless nights that he sobbed for his mother, until he didn't anymore. Until he forgot her face. Until his mother was nothing but his general, just a famous face in a big poster in the Main Square. She saw Luke, rigorously training him, conducting and teaching every detail to him, preparing him for something big.

Then she saw darkness. '

'Get out of my head!'' Kylo's cry brought her back from the dead memories. The knot that his pain had given her took her breath for a few seconds. Her face felt wet. Rey touched her cheeks, and wiped her tears away. Not thinking anything else but the vortex of memories and souls that they both were, she approached him and cupped his face while looking into his eyes.

''You were telling me the truth.'' She said in a much awaited realization, letting out a small but immensely important breath of relief out of her chest. ''You were telling me the truth.'' She repeated again slowly, softly, while wiping one faint tear of his way. ''Ben?''

"That's not my name.''

"But you-''

''I have lived more than five years as Kylo Ren. It does not matter the purpose, or the reason why; I am not Ben. I am not who my parents wanted me to be.'' He said softly, while cupping her hand that was on his face. ''Rey, you have no more time. The sun is about to set. They will be here by nightfall.''

''I will fight them. Please come with me. Come to the light. That is where you belong. And now I know.'' She said looking at him, her voice almost revealing it all.

Rey did not want to hide the tears as she was running away in the woods. They felt cold on her face, the sun and its heat was leaving the air, and with that so did the warmth of the day. She tried to grasp for any air she could, while the distance growing further and further apart from the ship. She knew he wouldn't chase her. She knew he loved her. And it was tearing him apart even more so. But why am I hurting so much. Why am I so angry at him. What did you expect from that man? You knew it! Focus Rey! They will kill you. Focus on Luke! Rey felt the strain that the run had put on her body. She felt her breath leaving her little by little as her feet were feeling numb and her muscles were giving up. But every bone in her body was pushing forwards. She knew how to get to Luke, even though he had blocked every telepathic communication with the outsiders. So she ran. She wasn't thinking of anything but the leaves that smacked her face and the cold air that was numbing her lungs.

She could think of nothing else but the inside of his head- no his soul. He had buried that part of his so deep, the pain of awakening them had even reached her insides. She had seen the scars, but she had never thought that he had actively tried to end his life more than once. She had never thought that everything was orchestrated. She had never thought that he had gone to Snoke with a mission. A suicide mission. A mission delegated by his own mother. Family. A mission that would tear him further apart from the remnants of his humanity. Family. Rey had never thought that she would think of his soul as a noble one. Her breaths were becoming wider and more painful. She found herself rooting for him. Everything had become such a blur to her, that the fine line between the light and dark that she saw, had changed into a shady veil of grey. She had slowed down since, but the forest was slowly fading into bushes and small trees. With a half heart, Rey realized that this was not the same way that they came. She looked behind. It would take her far too long to go the same way back. She had no choice but to continue forward. At this point, it was a zero sum game.

The sun gave the last light, while the other half of the sky was veiled in blue-black. Rey felt the air trembling and the humming of the fighter jets in the sky. The vibrations in the air gave chills in her bones. She stopped just meters before she realized where she was. Her breaths were so frequent, she wasn't even breathing anymore. Three ships flew above her, violently cut the air and headed of the meadow where Kylo Ren was before. Rey held to her lightsaber and took a few steps ahead, to see the naked granite cliff that laid in front of her, deadly cut to the bottom of the ocean, with an angry sea to cover the spiny rocks at the end. Her heart skipped a beat. Fear leads you to the dark side. Focus Rey. Fear leads you to the dark side.

Fear also helps you survive Rey. Rey felt his presence, and her heart felt lighter.

"Accept it, accept that you need it." Her stomach twitched at the deep mechanic voice. "You have done so for your whole life Rey. Why change now? Because an old man says so?'' Rey turned around and saw him standing behind the trees wearing his mask and mantel, covered in sweat, but Rey knew he had a grin on his face. She wasn't scared of the creature in the mask.

''I am not leaving you.'' He said in a mellow tone, putting his hands on the side of the mask to remove it. Rey looked at him and felt her fear disappear. I am not scared anymore. He stopped, tilted his head, and lowered his hands.

"You don't want to kill me anymore." Said Kylo Ren. She took a deep breath, went close to him and rested her forehead on his chest, while the forest in front lay between them and the meadow where certain death would be waiting.

''Did Luke also tell you to learn all this from the dark side?'' She chuckled while holding on to his tunic. ''You always say how good the dark side has it.''

''No.'' He wrapped her with one hand, while resting the other on the back of her head. ''I just found halfway, that they were both right. The dark side and the light. None can exist for long without the other.''