Not bad at all Part 1

The night had passed on Yavin 4 since their first kiss, the first of many that night. It seemed they could hardly peel of their lips from each other every other hour. The only mildly embarrassing thing was when AP5 woke them in the morning, noticing they were clung to each other tighter than his gears.

"Mmm, I suppose I don't need an explanation for your lollygagging, while this war is being won by actual talents" the droid as flat as ever.

The morning light was all over Sabine's face as her head lay on Ezra's chest. The sunrise would have been beautiful if it weren't broken by figure of that annoying droid, his form making her sneer as she closed her eyes and pressed her head deeper into Ezra's chest.

"Ezra make him go away" sleepily as she adjusted her embrace. He begrudgingly moaned then blinked once, twice and thrice. "Why are you even here AP5?" He said half yawning. "Routine loadout check for your ship, you made it particularly difficult to find you" the droid's snark was audible, a smile slide across Sabine's face as she heard that last bit of irritation. "Meh, we can do it later… that's an order" Ezra shrugged. "There's no later, lieutenant commander for I have a sanctioned itinerary, signed off by the field major himself" Sabine couldn't help but chuckle as Ezra's clout fell apart.

After a back and forth volley between the protocol droid and the padawan, all the while Sabine enjoying the dialogue while pretending to be asleep, fooling the moving calculator. the bundled couple was finally left in peace.

Sabine leisurely opened her eyes to meet her pouting partner. She gave him a quick kiss "My hero"lazily joking. She couldn't explain how but kissing him now was like second nature, no, like breathing now. He kissed her back in appreciation. much to her delight.

Seemingly out of nowhere, she gently slid off him and stood up, stretching out her joints and breathing in the fresh tropical air. Ezra could barely protest as he gave her a look up and down,His eyes fixing on certain regions. Sabine could feel his stare without so much as opening her eyes, maybe her force powers were awakening? No matter, it kinda made her feel good either way.

"Come on, let's go eat" she started her stride, she lightly swung her arm behind as she stepped away. twirling her fingers with a certain playfulness, as to entice him to take it.

Sure enough with those an unnatural jedi witchcraft powers, He'd already intertwined his hand in hers, before she could land her next step. Dunno if that was cute or creepy... nah definitely cute she thought as she pulled him in by her side.

Their morning stroll to the cafeteria naturally met the odd rebel, here or there. When they could help it they took detours to be a alone with each other. Their stroll took them virtually around 3 pyramids. At least this time I won't look so weird flew past ezra's mind.

Ezra couldn't help the way his eyes drifted to her every now and again, with a mindful mindlessness. A gentle draft picked up her bob exposing her cheek and with a bit of cheating with the force swiftly placed a gentle peck on it. The heat grew on lips as he felt her face open into a simple smile. She turned her face on his lips and returned a tight kiss. In the next moment Ezra was surprised to find a finger shimmy up to his lips and on top of them as she withdrew hers."That one was sneaky" tapping on his lips "you're going to have to wait for the next one, After I have my caf" she said as dismissively as you can with a smile. He set his shoulders down over dramatically and gave her his signature loth cat eyes. "nuh-uh, caf then more" she laughed. Much to his fleeting disappointment that died with each hic in her walked on towards the cafeteria.

"Wait till Zeb hears this... he cut off his thought. Only then did he realise practically no one on Ghost knew, Even Zeb.

Over the years Captain Garazeb Orelios, Had been his confidant since that one time he caught him making out with his pillow mumbling her name. "Actually I should thank Zeb", that was true most of the one or two good lines he hit sabine with were from Zeb. It was Zeb who pulled his head out of his butt when he was chasing that corny Holo-net hero's example. "Wait…" he peered deeper into his memories "wasn't it Zeb that time… Yeah a while back I beat him with an idiot's array" Ezra remembered the stakes of that game of sabac, One thousand Galactic Credits and 100 hours of chores on the Ghost. Ezra now remembered how the lasat weaseled out it. "You know what I promise to pay give it you, No double everything... as a present" he recalled Zebs words, "IF…" yup there's the catch. "you somehow get with sabine, I swear it on my honor!"

Ezra was naive then. With the promise of cash and practically a years worth of chores out his way, he doubled his efforts on wooing her then. Now the tables had turned, he remembered chopper was there too, and with chopper's holographic memory, finally he could redeem his now rightfully won pot. A sly smile slid well across his face and cheeky laugh from under his breath.

As they approached the cantine perhaps out of instinct, the Mandalorian let go of his hand. There was no protest from the Padawan. She substituted it by hovering closer by his side. Seemingly neither of them wanted the attention of that mando and the jedi holding hands and looks they'd get walking in.

There was a kick in her step as sabine rushed over to the beverages stand. Picking her extra large mug from the mon calamari caretaker. She practically filled it to the brim. She must've looked like some other creature hunched over sipping o. The brim to lower the level of the brew.

She turned over her eyes to look at Ezra restraining his urge to laugh as always when he saw her do that. In punishment "Get me waffles" sabine ordered, his eyes rolled at the thought of the ordeal ahead of him as he nodded and went off. At least he's never too weirded out by me, right. She regained composure and headed off to her spot.

Sabine went ahead and sat at her secluded spot far from pretty much everyone. Ezra was stuck in the officers line for food. She eyed him from over the brim of her mug. The irritation on his face made it all worth it, as the line slowly chugged along feeding higher ups who took way more than forever to pick food. Sometimes she'd wonder how the imperials aren't winning already while on the line. As his eyes met hers looking for pity, she returned sweetly sadistic look as to say "Serves you right" with a smile.

After breakfast was out of the way, without having to say anything, they didn't have to they knew what came next. But they had somewhere to be just before that. They couldn't just yet do their hand holding yet, so again doing the same hovering maneuver the pair headed towards the ghost.

Sabine's mind drifted, as she tried scanning for the freighter. She was glad Hera was right, she was glad her mother figure helped her unjumble her thoughts and let her be happy, thing is she couldn't imagine her own other doing the same.

She played the scene in her head, she confronts her mother, raises her voice to speak "I'm going to kiss Ezra." She pictures her mother's face going slack then controting into a look of disgust and disappointment so tight that she can't even speak. She then imagines Tristan's, his face would be less on the disgusted side but definitely more on the utterly confused side. Her father's would probably just stay slack really.

She only had to peer back through her own memories on Chopper base. That time or two Fenn Rau caught her ogling at Ezra, his face never went slack. He just lifted his eyebrow as far as it could go and shot the most accusing eyes at her, what he said next was the kicker. "Him?" At the time she did her best to make excuses about this or that, practically tripping over her own tongue. Now she thought about it, while she made her flustered defence with a bunch of kirffs thrown in, he might have been smirking. It washed over her now that he could see through her then, he must've been well entertained.

She let out a sigh of relief as they approached ramp into the Ghost and made their way along. The spectres were creatures of habit they'd probably all been in the mess begrudgingly accepting Hera's orders. They paused just outside the door. Sure enough Hera was already at least through handing out three jobs. Ezra couldn't help but shake his head and mouth "Can we not?" Which got him a light punch to the arm from the mandalorian rolling her eyes, she herself reluctant to reach out to the button to open the door her fingers hovering over it a second or two.

As they stepped across the door into the mess. Hera fell silent as they entered. They were back. Her eyes peeled and very much interested in Sabine, trying to read her, figure how well it went. She continued to track the pair as they went to sit. Sure enough her first sign came, They were sat next to each other. More tellingly how they sat. they were close much closer than normal. Sabine's focused hadn't clipped to Hera yet and Ezra hadn't bothered to yell at chopper for something. Odd.

She slowly began to list all the things she wanted done with each pass of her gaze over the younger crew members laced with intrigue. "She doesn't look shattered or disappointed?... and where's her armour?" Hera noted. In fact Sabine didn't look like anything or was she trying to hide it? The mandalorian never wore her feelings on her sleeve but this time it was like she was being vapid on purpose, staring at the ceiling too long, not bothering to humm in agreement. So how did it go? Were words barely stopped from clawing out Hera's mouth.

She examined Ezra more all while describing how the turrets need to be tuned. He was more unusual, he's clearly biting down a grin Hera deduced. Ezra also periodically threw looks at zeb. so something happened, what though? Churned in the twi'lek's head.

Hera was almost done with listing the day's chores out when she saw it. Right below the holo table Sabine and Ezra's legs overlapped, their feet gently circling each other. She whipped her eyes back up and She'd completely forgot where she was in her speech. "Oh…"

The captain was stuck, she didn't know what to say. "Well I think everyone heard what they need to do, right?" Kanan seemingly out of the blue came to her rescue. There were hums of agreement all round. Kanan then followed again with something else weird, he shuffled around feeling around his chair to pick something.

"Hey Ezra, no Jedi training today." The blind man said as he threw a death trooper helmet at his surprised padawan "Go paint it or something on your ship, you earned it...". followed by a kind smile.

Sabine's attention was drawn to Ezra as he tilted his head gesturing that they leave while boobing the black helm at her. "Yes" She lit up without thinking and was on her feet the next moment. Hera was still stood in the same spot holding the same empty expression. Sabine locked eyes with her captain, gave her the thumbs up that made the twi'lek smile back and respond with a thumbs up and a nod as she watched the mandalorian cross the threshold.

Just as Ezra was strutting out he turned on his heel and went to Zeb's ear, whispering something that filled the Lasat with shock. "Karabast..." He aptly responded. Ezra rushed out towards the door where Sabine was waiting for him and clicked the door shut.

"So…" Hera led, "...Who knew?". Kanan Lazily rose his hand and Zeb shook his Head as Chopper let out a series of confused beeps. Kanan "Yup, I've had to feel it the whole time..." Kanan said casually as if he was pained, all with a smirk on for insult. "So he did know the entire time, sleemo..." Hera pouting at her own lover. Zeb followed scratching the back of his head as he does " ummm...right. I may need two thousand credits soon..?". "He bet on the wrong Fathier" Hera chuckled at his defeat. Chopper let out another series of confused beeps that no one gave mind to.

The pair quickly left for the gauntlet as soon as the door shut behind with them. Their hands laced on the first step. Just then Ezra's speed kicked in. They ran, and they ran straight out the freighter. This time not giving care who saw them holding hands. Their sprint was exhilarating as they shot past the hangars. Just as they got to their goal. A figure emerged out the Mandalorian craft on their approach. It was AP5. Ezra didn't even bother stop, he simply used the force and tossed the protocol droid out the way and into the distance. Mindful mindlessness. Payback felt good.

Sabine could hardly contain herself her heart thumping against her ribs, but before she knew it, they had already got in and where at the door of the cabins. Just stood .

As her panting died out, she felt the blood rush back to her extremities. Hand slowly but surely found its way to a button, without hesitation she clicked the door open. letting go of his hand as she swiveled to face him. She was greeted by those sapphire eyes that needed her again, she was happy to let them know she needed them to with her own Hazel pair. She reached for the helmet in the crook of Ezra's arm and snatched it away as she backed into the cabin. Not letting go of his eyes in the slightest.

"C'mon caf time's over…" Sabine teased laced with all her longing, licking her lips to entice him.

As he drew close to, she tossed the helmet up and over somewhere. He ventured deeper in to the cabin drawn right into her now open arms. He couldn't help himself, Attached, pulled in and hooked to her whims. He clicked the door shut behind him with the force as their bodies met and receiving the contact he craved, without even half a moment they fell to the floor tongues already acquainted. A final flash of thought flew past their minds for their first day this was not bad at all…