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Chapter 5

Luke Skywalker observed his young ward who was trying her best to look casual. She had been gardening, but now she was about to sneak into the woods. It was no wonder that she enjoyed gardening and walking in the woods after she had spent her early childhood in the lower levels of Coruscant. When he had met her she had been an unnaturally pale and bony little girl who had tried to steal his lightsaber. Despite of her modest frame, she had fought surprisingly fiercely when he had caught her. To her it had been a survival battle; most people didn't treat thieves very kindly, even if they would have been children.

It had taken Luke a long while to convince her that he had no intention to hurt her. Instead he had offered her a meal in a diner. Clearly she hadn't got used to something like that, someone showing her kindness. He had asked about her family, but she hadn't said much. Her father she had never met and her mother… That part her mind had blocked out. She had died a violent death in the hands of one of the crime lords of the underworld after trying to double-cross him. Luke had found that out couple of years later when Amara had finally been able to trust him. There had been something about her that had caught his attention right away. Something familiar.

It was difficult to believe that she was 15 already. The garden of the school looked beautiful, she took good care of it. Many students often meditated here, it was a peaceful place. Ben was one of those students, although he didn't come here to meditate. Luke had noticed him leaving a while ago; he had headed to the woods. And now Amara was going to follow him. Luke sighed; he hadn't been able to decide how to handle this. It was almost amusing how they thought that he wouldn't have noticed what was going on. The only reason why Luke hadn't already done something was the positive influence Amara seemed to have on Ben.

His nephew had always been…well, more or less a challenge. Ben had always had difficulties to make friends; he was a quiet and often gloomy boy who had a temper. Things had become much more difficult after Ben's powers had emerged when he had been a little boy. Leia and Han hadn't always been able to control him. Of course Luke had tried his best to help and he had trained Ben, but he had also told his sister that Ben needed to come to the school with him. Leia hadn't agreed to that, Ben was her only son after all. How could she just send him away?

Ben had been 14 when Leia had finally given in. Now he was 17, almost a man already. Luke had never thought for a second that Ben was "bad" deep down; he was simply confused. He had a good heart, Luke knew that, but he also knew that some part of Ben felt that he was never good enough; he was a disappointment to his parents and to Luke. Those feelings had always made him defensive, no matter how much Luke had tried to prove them wrong. Reaching Ben had always been more than difficult, but somehow Amara had managed to do that.

There was no chance Ben would simply obey if Luke would tell him to end the relationship with Amara. That confrontation would no doubt destroy all the progress Ben had made lately. He had already threatened to leave more than once. Still Amara was too young and Ben needed to concentrate on his training. It was simply too risky for him not to finish it and learn how to control his powers and emotions. Luke had been pondering that perhaps he should talk to Han and Leia about this. Surely the three of them, Ben's family, would somehow solve this together.

The Starkiller Base. They would arrive there soon; according to Hux Snoke had ordered them to return there. Kylo was marching towards Amara's quarters; he wanted to tell her what was happening. Not that he would personally escort her to the base, obviously not, but he still wanted to see her. The arrogant comments Hux had made really annoyed Kylo. Hux had actually dared to ask have Kylo had a pleasant evening with his lovely "companion". Kylo knew that he needed to be careful; he definitely couldn't give Hux any weapons to use against him.

Amara… No, she didn't mean anything to him. She was just a toy, just like Hux thought. He wasn't weak, not ever again. He would show her that he wasn't weak. She had no power over him, not anymore. All he wanted from her was her body. Determinedly he unlocked the door to her quarters and marched inside. She was still sleeping; she was curled up into a fetal position under the covers. Her breathing was calm, her body relaxed and defenseless. All the tension was gone when her eyes weren't shouting hatred at him.

He stood still and stared at her through his mask, she looked so…fragile. Vulnerable. Exposed. She would have no doubt hated that. It had taken a long time before she had felt comfortable falling asleep when he was present. The first time when he had felt her curled up against him, her head resting on his chest… It didn't mean anything. It really didn't. Slowly he walked over to her and sat down on the edge of the bed. Her body flinched when he touched her cheek with his gloved hand, her skin felt very warm. She was so beautiful. He removed his helmet and his gloves before leaning towards her.

"Amara?" he murmured and ran his thumb softly over her lips. He didn't get any reply, she was breathing calmly. Before he fully understood what he was doing, he cupped her chin and touched her lips with his own. She tasted just like he had remembered. Better. He touched her hair and really took her mouth with his own. She was kissing him back. The realization made him feel more than triumphant; he took a hold of the back of her neck in order to tilt her head slightly back. She wasn't really awake, he knew that, but right now he just didn't care. Gently he rolled her on her back and deepened the kiss, positioning himself on top of her. Her petite body felt warm under him, he made sure that he wasn't crushing her. She let out a soft moan when he sucked her neck; his hands were caressing her beautiful body.

"Oh," she moaned. "Oh, General Hux…"

He froze when he heard her words.

"What?" he growled and raised his head. She was awake now; her blue eyes were glaring at him.

"Oh," she stated coolly. "It's you."

For a moment he was too furious to even speak, he grabbed her shoulders and leaned closer until his face was only inches away from hers.

"What did you just say?" he snarled threateningly.

She didn't look scared, but her breathing had quickened a little.

"You heard me," she replied, keeping the same icy tone. "Now please get off me."

The dark rage was quickly building up within him when he looked at her. Of course he had felt rage before, but not this kind of rage. Jealous rage… No, not jealous.

"Have Hux touched you?" he growled and tightened his grip on her shoulders. She winced, he was hurting her. Despite of his anger, the realization made him to loosen his grip.

"No, he hasn't," she replied. "Now please leave."

"I don't think so. Why did you say his name?"

Her eyes narrowed.

"I don't know, why did you think that you had any right to touch me against my will?"

Of course, he should have known.

"I see. That was your idea of retaliation?"

She didn't say anything and she tried to turn her head away, but he didn't allow that, he took a hold of her chin.

"You were kissing me back, don't try to deny that," he stated.

"I thought you were someone else," she responded coolly.

"Oh please. You just said…"

"I didn't mean Hux."

His anger was most definitely rising again.

"Who then?" he asked, his tone of voice was dangerously calm.

"That's none of your business."

He kept his eyes on her and for a fraction of a second he was sure that he saw nervousness in her eyes. She had every reason to be nervous; he would hunt down and kill anyone who had touched her. For a moment he felt the compelling need to look inside her mind, to find out everything she was hiding from him. He wouldn't have done that; it would cause her pain. So what? He wouldn't cause her pain. Weak… No, he wasn't weak. He simply didn't want to damage what belonged to him. He wasn't weak.