Kylo Ren and Rey were now training outside, wielding their very real sabers at one another instead of their usual mock sabers. Rey had more of an advantage than he did with her saberstaff, for she was able to block his jabs at her body with ease. She jumped then as he took a jab at her legs, "Good Rey, good," he told her. She smiled greatly with satisfaction and his encouragement gave her a boost of confidence. She wielded her saberstaff then at his side, and he groaned in pain as he stumbled back. She gave him a look of concern as he sank down to the ground, clutching his side. She changed her face then, remembering that they were training, training for something big, important. She knew there would be a chance he could get hurt, that she could get hurt, or worse, killed when they finally encountered Snoke. As she watched him rise to his feet, she stood there in a fighting stance, ready for his next strike. He didn't hesitate, and he thrusted his saber at her once more, knocking her to the ground.
As he extended his arm out to her, General Organa and Luke Skywalker watched on from a distance as the colors of red with gold continued to clash against the other.
"He has taught her well, don't you agree?" Luke asked as he stared at the two.
"Oh, absolutely," Leia said as she stared out at them as well, "But well enough to defeat Snoke? That I hate to say I don't know."
Luke met his sister's eyes then with his own, "They are strong enough, Leia," he reassured her. "Rey especially. I think she has even taught Ben a few things."
"You're afraid, I know. I can see it in your eyes," he continued. "I know you just got him back, and you are scared to lose him again, but Leia you must trust that he can do this, that they both can do this."
"I know," she replied. "But Snoke is stronger, faster, and wiser, than my son. He will not hesitate to kill him, or kill Rey when the opportunity presents itself."
Luke said nothing, broke contact with his sister's eyes, and looked back upon the two people wielding their sabers at the other.
Kylo Ren and Rey were inside now, drenched in sweat from their training session. "How's your side?" she asked. "Fine," he lied as he silently groaned in pain and clutched it. "You forget I can read your thoughts and feel your emotions Ben, let me see it," she said. He shrugged, he knew it was bad.
"No, it's nothing I'll handle it," he reassured her. She ignored him, and knelt down and lifted up his shirt. She was horrified and slightly disgusted at the sight before her. He had a diagonal gash on the left side of his body, he was bleeding. "How is this possible? Sabers cauterize wounds."
He looked down at her, "When you hit me you reopened the wound I received from...from Chewbacca's crossbow. It's nothing,okay?"
She looked back up at him, "No," she informed him. "Stop acting tough for once and follow me, I have to close up the wound."
She made her way towards her room then without looking back, and he slowly followed as he continued to clutch his side in pain. As he pushed open the door to her room, he saw she was rivaling through her bag. "Dammit," she muttered to herself. She then stopped what she was doing, and looked at him, a slight horror in her eyes, "I am going to have to force heal you I'm afraid," she told him.
His eyes widened, "No, no, absolutely not. Have you ever done it before?"
"No," she replied. "But there's always a first time for everything."
He groaned in pain, louder now, "Noooo," he growled. "Get my Uncle, or...or let me do it."
She laid him down on the bed then and carefully removed his shirt, "There's no time, you're bleeding out... rather badly now." She tried her best to hide her fear.
She had only heard of force healing before from Master Luke. He had told her that it is a rather difficult task, and one must be thoroughly trained in the ways of the Force to successfully do it. He told her that one must calm their mind, and put all of their focus, strength, and energy on healing the wound.
She didn't hesitate then, and she shut her eyes as she placed her hands on his side. She controlled her breathing, Inhaling slowly, and exhaling slowly. Her mind then drifted to thoughts of the man she loved, the man she was trying desperately to heal. She thought of when she kissed him for the first time, how warm and wonderful his lips felt against hers. She thought of the second time they made love, and how much more wonderful it was than the first time. Lastly, she thought of how much she loved him, how much she needed him, how lost she would feel without him by her side.
She could feel a strange sensation then coming from her palms, and was shocked as she opened her eyes to see a blue light shining from them. It was working, the wound was closing. She shrugged as heard him groan in pain. She knew it was hurting him, but she had to continue focusing so she could fully close the wound. The blue light vanished then, and she removed her hands, revealing nothing but a diagonal scar.
"Are you alright?" she asked him. He slowly raised his chest, "Yes, I'm fine," he told her. "Rey, that was incredible, how did you-"
"I have…I don't know. All I did was close my eyes and control my breathing and pictured your face," she said. "I'm sorry I hit you there in the first place."
"I'm not," he told her as he watched her cock up an eyebrow at him, "Force healing is an essential and important thing to learn. Most people do not succeed their first try. The fact that you did shows just how much you have grown in your abilities."
She smiled at him, "Well, you should go shower now. You smell disgusting."
He laughed, "You know I can't do that," he said. "I'm still pretty sore on my side, I might need some assistance."
She rose out of bed then to face him, and smiled greatly, "Fine," she said. "I'll go start the water," and kissed him.
The next day's training was rather brutal. It was faster paced, and he was far tougher on her. She made sure to aim for everywhere accept his still recovering side. "Do not hold back," he informed her. She then thrusted her saber staff towards his face, and he rightfully blocked it, "Good, good," he sounded weirdly aroused as he said this. Rey stopped then, and stared at him intensely, "Okay, I think that's enough for today."
He looked at her rather confused, "Excuse me, are you the master or am I? We stop when I say, Rey."
She was angry now, "No," she barked. "We are stopping, now."
He gave her a puzzled look, "And why do you wish to stop may I ask?"
She crossed her arms, "Because you're bloody getting turned on by this Ben!"
Kylo Ren felt slightly embarrassed as he felt his face grow hot, "You need to focus!" she continued. "We have extra time now to train, and we need to make sure we are using every second wisely."
"I love you," she continued, "You know that, but you need to stay completely focused when we are out here training, alright?"
"I'm sorry," he told her. "You're just so beautiful Rey. It's kind of hard to ignore that. Even when we're training, even when you're coming towards me with your saberstaff, it's hard to ignore that."
As she was about to respond, she saw Luke Skywalker coming towards them, "I hope I am not interrupting," he told them. "But I was hoping I could see for myself what my nephew has taught you," he then pulled out his infamous blue lightsaber, the one which belonged to his father, the one Rey had rightfully returned to him just over a year ago, and ignited it before her. Rey stood there, shocked. She had never actually dueled against Master Luke before with real sabers. They had sparred, and used mock sabers of course, but never real sabers. "You better be careful, Uncle." Kylo Ren warned. "She nearly killed me yesterday."
"Is that so?" he smirked, "Well, I'll be glad to take the risk."
He then walked over to Rey, "Shall we?"
She nodded, and ignited her saberstaff. She went in for the first hit, aiming for his left ribs. He blocked her without hesitation, and began to slash at her golden blades. Rey blocked each hit with ease, and watched the seriousness grow upon the Jedi's face.
He then tried to slash at her arm, and she abruptly jerked back, and thrusted the hilt of her saberstaff against his chest, knocking him to the ground.
He looked up at her, with a sense of pride. "Excellent job, Ben, you have turned her into a strong fighter."
"Oh please," she said. "I was already one before I trained with you Master Luke. Before I trained with Ben. She then outstretched her arm to the Jedi, and helped him to his feet. "Are you alright?" she asked.
"Yes Rey I am fine, a little sore, but fine," he informed her.
"Good," she said. "I'm going to go in now grab a bit to eat, I'll see you two inside then?" They both nodded as they watched her stride off. "I would be careful with your words boy," Luke informed him. "I would not want to get on her bad side."
He said nothing, and walked with the Jedi back inside.
Kylo Ren tried his best not to laugh at the sight of Rey, She was practically inhaling her food. "Slow down," he told her with a chuckle. "You're going to hurt yourself." She stopped eating for a moment and slowly looked up at him and met his eye, "Shut…up."
He smiled, and kissed her forehead. He saw his uncle then across the room, staring intently out of the window. He slowly walked up to meet him. "I since a great disturbance in the Force," said the Jedi. "Someone has followed you here, someone that wishes to inflict pain, suffering, to kill."
His uncle didn't have to say another word; he knew exactly who he was talking about. He then grabbed his saber hilt off of the dining table where Rey sat, and rushed out of the room. Rey watched as he strode off, rather confused as to where exactly he was going. She then rose out of her seat, and grabbed the hilt to her saberstaff that she had placed on the ground, and followed after him.