a/n: Hello again! The idea for this little fic came to me during a period of serious writers block. This story is obviously going to be a bit AU. It's set in between ANH and ESB. Yes, I made up the names of the planets. The story also ended up a bit more modern than I wanted it to.

Disclaimer: Of course I don't own Star Wars. If I did, I wouldn't be on this website.

Leia looked up at the shape of the large Y-Wing that hadn't been flown since the voyage to Haituk, where the rebels had been positioned for a few months. It had grown a collection of algae-like organisms and vines during its time in the humid hangar. She called over a droid to assist her in pulling off the tarp that covered and protected the ship from the wet environment.

She'd requested some time away from the base, something that she hadn't ever imagined herself doing, but her duty as Princess of her homeworld ultimately came before her allegiance to the rebellion. Rieekan had only agreed after she had played her pity card and ensured him that her destination was neutral ground and that she wouldn't be spotted in any situation. She trusted these people with her life.

Two friends of her parents who had met on Alderaan were getting married on a neutral resort satellite that Leia had never heard of. She thought she knew her galaxy inside out, but many neutral planets and surrounding satellites seemed to be coming out of nowhere the longer the war went on, only to be seized by the Empire eventually.

At first, Leia of course declined their invitation, but as time went on and the event grew closer, she felt obligated to be there on behalf of her entire planet.

As the tarp came down, Leia smiled at her ship and only opportunity to fly alone since her last solo mission. She thanked the maintenance droid and began to climb the ladder to her ship, when a familiar voice entered the hangar, angrily tearing down the ramp of the Millenium Falcon.

"Pull it together, Chewie. We're leaving in five minutes," Han said inspecting some kind of mechanical box attached to the outside of his ship and then turning around. Here he found Leia, leaning backwards against the ladder of her Y-Wing, which he was surprised to see uncovered.

Without missing a beat, he asked "Where are you going?"

Leia scoffed. "Why do you need to know? It's none of your business."

"Sheesh, Princess," Han chuckled. "Just curious."

Leia began climbing the ladder again, but abruptly turned around once more. Han was staring at her.

"And you?" She asked, halfway up to the ship.

Han smiled. "I thought you wouldn't ask. If you must know, I'm going to see a few old friends. I won't be gone long." He winked.

Leia rolled her eyes and continued climbing into her ship.

Han watched her modified starfighter leave the hangar. Her ship had been personalized to her needs, but it could still be used on the defensive if need be. Han was confident that she could hold her own, wherever she was going.

When Han climbed back up the ramp to the Falcon, Chewbacca was still angry.

"Look, buddy," Han offered, putting on his gloves and sinking into the pilot seat. "I'm sorry that Arlan and Sia didn't invite you to the wedding, but I offered to leave you here."

The Wookiee shook his head.

"Fine, you can stay on the ship."

The Millenium Falcon left the hangar, unknowingly following the small starfighter that had just entered hyperspace minutes ago.

The resort satellite of Kaiki was beautiful under the light of its Red Giant Star. Everything was cast in a pinkish glow around sunset. Leia hopped out of her ship and her boots hit the fine, packed sand of the hangar. The sand was clearly artificial, but even it seemed to glow with a flowery ambiance that Leia just couldn't place until she saw Arlan and Sia. The two were so clearly in love that it seemed the whole hangar was glowing with romance. She smiled and they spotted her across the large room. They came running over to hug her.

"Lelila!" Sia exclaimed, wrapping her in an embrace. "It's so good to see you! You're so grown up."

Arlan smiled and gave her a quick hug as well. "How old are you now? Twenty one? Twenty two?"

Leia chuckled. "That's need to know," she joked. "But I'm plenty old enough to have a glass or two at the reception."

The three laughed, but suddenly the tone turned sad.

"We were devastated to hear what happened," Sia said solemnly. "Breha and Bail were both very kind people. As was everyone on your planet."

"Sia, do you mind if we just don't talk about that?" Leia asked. "Besides, we're here to celebrate you two."

They all exited the hangar. Quite a few years younger than her adopted parents, Arlan and Sia were almost more Leia's friends than her parents'. She was eager to explore the resort with them, even if her mind was on a military base halfway across the galaxy. Her mind had especially been wandering to a certain smuggler over the last few minutes, but she couldn't quite tell why.

It wasn't until she stood in the lobby of the hotel with her case, waiting for her room, that she realized why Han was on her mind.

He walked in with the sort of swagger that he always carried around in his back pocket, minus the blaster, given that energy weapons were strictly banned on Kaiki (not that it stopped her from stowing her small vibroblade in her boot). Her eyes widened and her jaw almost dropped as he walked up to the counter, still not having caught her eye. As he turned around to join the waiting area, he saw her, and almost smirked before it turned into a scowl. He slung his bag over his shoulder and quickly marched over to where she was standing.

"Why-" Han began.

"What are you doing here?" Leia hissed angrily through her teeth.

"Me?" Han spit back. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm attending a wedding! For my friends!" Leia almost yelled.

"Yeah, well, me too!" Han exclaimed.

Leia blanched. "No," she muttered quietly. "I'm not going to spend the next five days with you."

"No, you're not," Han said. "Because I'll be avoiding you."

"Why can't I get away from you for five minutes?" Leia asked, picking up her bag. Finally, a bellhop was coming to show her to her room.

"What can I say sweetheart? The universe just likes to see us together."

Leia rolled her eyes. "I can't stand you."

"Well, then it's a good thing that this is a pretty big satellite," Han muttered at her as she walked away with the man to see her room. Shortly after, someone came to show him a room on the twelfth floor of the largest building of the resort.

Leia threw her bag down on the bed as soon as she walked into the small, albeit very nice, hotel room. She followed the bag, throwing herself down on the bed in a very un-Leia-like manner. Her head already hurt from the whole situation, and she had only seen Han for five minutes. She sat up, looking at the door that adjoined her room to the one next to her. Oh well, she thought. This resort is huge. There's no way I'll have to see him again before the ceremony.

Han was already bored without his Wookiee companion, and was resorting to extremes. He knocked on the door connecting to the room next to him, hoping and praying to any deity up there that a nice, pretty woman would answer the door and that they would become fast friends.

He wasn't sure to be ecstatic or mortified when Leia opened the door. He went for the former.

"Well Princess," he smiled at the very aggravated, small woman on the other side of the door frame. "Looks like we'll be seeing a lot of each other this week."

Leia had never slammed a door as hard as she did that one, and turned the lock just as aggressively.

a/n: Reviews are encouraging! Please let me know what you think.