She noticed him locking the door. The keys beeping giving them the ok that they were indeed locked in the room. Saphira, normally would have said something to anyone else. Yet she knew they were going to end up sparring and this time hopefully with no destractions.  Sighing, she had gone back to th bag when she felt him press close to her.

Saph stiffened, the heat of his skin passing over to her, sent a sensation she wasn't sure she liked. Her mind was bent on what to do. Basic instinct was telling her to hit it were it counts. Yet she didn't want him down yet,so she opted for number two. Very quickly she moved tot he right, taking her hands and grabbed his arm like a baseball bat and ducked undeneath. The pull and twist forcing him to the ground face first. "I think I can handle it Jersh.." Her voice slurred, still holding onto his arm for a moment. God what is wrong with me?


The twi'lek let go of his hand after a moment, taking a few steps back from him. Her heart beat started to pick up, the rush and excitment of a good spar was comming. Something she always looked foward to. Instead of waiting for him  to say antything she  turned and walked over to the other side of the room, and begain her basic martial art forms. Yet she watched him out of the corner of her eye. "You don't have what it takes to win against me Jersh.." She smiled at the taunt. Raising her arms as she exacuted a spin hook kick.

Jersh rolled to the side and up into a crouch before standing. Suprised that she only managed to  have his face meet the floor. "Is that a challenge Saph?" He asked as saphira came back into a releaxed stance. Saph looked at him for a mooment, eyes sparkeling with desire for a good spar.

"Do you have what it takes to back your words up?"

Saph smiled, showing her perfectly white teeth. More preadotory as she watched him look around the room. Obviously, things were going to be more perfect this time around.

"Do you?" She replied back, opening the palms of her hands.The words he spoke she knew herself. She  was born to fight. Her parents at least let her that much with the trained art of hand-to-hand and basic martial arts. Though the form of her ancestors was a tradtion it never stopped her from learning other things.

The Twi'lek had learned more in the academy. Fightening was one of her favorite things. It wasn't at first. The older cadet's loved the fact that they could beat her up. It wasn't until one day when she lost her rage in the ring that she beat the shit out of the senior cadet.  Using the combanations of others she broke his nose, a few ribs and his right leg. From then on she remembered the instructor giving her personal attention. Tuning her style, adding small details to make it look like a dance.

Comming out of the past, Saphira looked at him for a moment. The bag was in the middle of the room as her eyes focused in on him. "What is the wadger this time? You better no hold back on me.. I prefer a great challenge."


She hissed, and  took off at a run. Her legs sprang as she bent to the knee and jumped up, feet resting on the punching back for a split second as she pushed again. Her face in determination as  her body shot up to the ceiling and grabbed the two blade. Her weight, pulled them free with a cutting sound as she held her arms out to the side, landing in a crouch. Licking her lips Saph stood and tossed the blade to Jersh.

"I am always am" Her words were low, dryly cut as their feet moved with purpose. Her response brought a smile to Jersh's lips as he tightened his grip even more. "Perhaps you'll taste better today.." She added. Jersh didn't say anything, only waited for her response. Saph stiffened at the pet name, her eyes growing to slits.I am no ones property Her mind raged. It was what she thought of when he said it.


Swiftly, She struck forward, swinging the blade vertically up towards his chest. The clash of the blade humed as the friction created sparks. Pressing herself in as the ground together, saph sidestepped and then moved in. Jacking her right elbow into his jaw before spinning away. Jersh grunted as he tasted blood in his mouth. Guess she doesn't like pet names.. As if echoing his thoughts the female growled.

Jersh took a hand to his lip, feeling the split as blood came away. Noting the excitement in Saph's eyes as she watched him. He could only think what was going threw her mind at the moment. Yet the look in her eyes said it all. She wanted blood and she was goign to get it one way or another. Jersh felt his spirits rise, never had he thought he would find such an equal. Flexing his arms he stepped forward slashing the blade up to a forty-five degree angle to nail across her torso. Again their blade clashed. The steel creating a wondrous music as his eyes looked to her stomach where the bruise was. "Please tell me you have more to offer jersh." Her voice hissed, swinging her foot out to kick him in the side of the leg.

Jersh, saw her movments and stepped tot he side, swinging the blade down to try and nock loose her grip on her own weapon. "By all means no.. I was just warming up."  He responded as the female twisted her body to move around his attack. "Good."

She replied, taking a step back and readied herself for his own attack. "I'd hate to see you pass out again.." Shooting her mouth off at him.

Hearing his words brought a pang into her stomach. Saphira wasn't sure how to answer to him or what he exactly ment. Instead it only fueled her anger as they continued to dance around the room. Her blade striking, his blocking. It continued on until he managed to connect to her jaw sending her back.

Saphira tasted her own blood, spitting tot he side as her eyes seem to grow darker. A look of you really should not have done that crossed her face. Snarling they went at it once more. Saphira dodging his fist blow as she stabbed up and watched as Jersh caught the blade. Blood again pooled from his hand and saph knew that what he did probably hurt like hell. He really was outstanding and it didn't even slow him down.


Jersh's blade collided against her temple with a heavy whack. Stunning her for a moment as her eyes saw stars. Jersh smiled, using that moment to release her weapon and spin around her. Grabbing her hands as he knocked the black away and pulled her back against him. Using his good hand to hold her arms he took the injured and swung the blade up towards her throat. Small drops of his blood beading on her chest and dripping down the front. "Do you yield?" He whispered, leaning down to her ear as he purred against her.


Saphira growled, cursing to herself for being to slow as the pain subsided. The smell of blood was starting to drive her into a rage as she rammed her head back to nail him in the face. The impact made him stumble back as she twisted free. His blade only coming up and nicking her chin. Spinning around she kicked up and nailed him where it counted. Smiling sweetly she stepped back as Jersh went to his knees in pain. "Never.." She replied, taking her finger to the blood on her chest and back to her lips as she went for her blade. Sweat beading down their bodies as things were starting to get interesting. "You still haven't stated what you want if you beat me..." She replied.

She struggled against him. Her stomach screaming from another hit as they battled against the floor now. Her eyes locked onto his despite him having her pinned. Snarling as he had his waist on her she used her hands. One hand pushing up while the other she took her index fingers and jammed then in-between his arm and elbow. It was enough that he loosened his grip and she pushed him off. Rolling away as she leaped up to her feet. Her chest covered in his blood now as she shivered in delight.

"What do you want?." Taking a deep breath as she waited for him to get up. "Myself, you get night watch with me for a month." The words slipped from her mouth, causing her to grind her teeth before adding. "Besides, the company would be nice and a night spar would be re-freshing." She stated quickly. Regarding how Strong he was. His wound still bleeding as she looked around the room fro her weapon.

"Do not call me dear.. I do not belong to anyone..." She added, turning her back to him as she went towards the punching bag. "If I were you.. I'd just give up.. You're bleeding again.. You sure you even want to continue.." She teased. Feeling the blood lust starting to rise as she turned and licked her lips. Admit it.. you like him. She thought. Well he was a grand warrior, like herself. However she still was frightening against her better judgment. Spinning on her foot she sucked in her stomach. Knowing she was going to defiantly need a long hot soak in the fresher after this.

Her whole body ached, yet it was welcoming. To have herself tested over and over with him. The game was getting harder and the danger was more real. Saphira smiled at the thought. Drenched in sweat and blood she  would not have it any other way.

"I... get to call you.... dear!"

Saph snarled, but a bet was a bet.She wasn't going to not honor what he wanted.He could have asked for much worse She thought, knowing damn well there were worse things. At least that made him honorable. Rolling back up, one knee on the ground she gave him a cold stare.

"Fine.. but you won't win so it makes...no.. diffrence." She huffed, chest heaving as she sucked in air. Saphira waited a moment, catching her breath as she wondered exactly what he was thinking. Never did she think her first assignment she would find someone so like her. In fact, she never truly thought about it. Her past was confusing as it was and she bet his was too.

Jersh smiled, licking his lips as he had the impression of tasting her blood once more. Again, he blinked a few times, watching the female before him. Was he really thinking along those lines? Saph was his squad mate, fighter and comrade. However other thoughts were slipping into the mix. "We will see Saph..but now.."  He then rushed at her, picking up the blade from the ground and struck towards her right shoulder in a sweeping cut.

Saph side stepped, but was abit to slow. Slicing a thin cut across her shoulder as she fell back into a backwards summersault. Hissing, she took her left hand to the wound and pressed against it,, as she watched him taste her blood again.

Whatever the feeling was, the site of what he was doing excited her. The thrill and pain was part of the game. Snarling, she didn't give him time make another attack. As he held the blade in an awkard position the Twe'lik spun in with a roundhouse kick. Jersh just laughed, reaching out with a hand and pulled her foward to loos her balanc. She went down  hard on her back, knocking the wind out of her as she was  stunned for a moment.

Not that the droids would complain about the mess. More then likely it would be reported to doc and he would want to know who they killed. Saph trembled under him, her eyes locked onto his as he leans in close. The smell of blood tearing threw her senses.


"I will come help with night duty... if you let me call you dear"


His words, soft spoken brushed against her skin. Saphira took in a deep breath and held it for a moment. He was calling their spar a match. Wanting to give in and both win. "Are you saying you want to actually do night duty with me?" Saph questioned, slowly relaxing as he still had her pinned. Her breathing slowly started to relax as the heat poured off her body, mixing with the blood and sweat. Definatly a shower is going to feel real damn good.

Jersh looked at her for a moment, thinking how beautiful she was and how close.. No.. Not now. He thought, pushing the urge behind him as he leaned in a tad closer. "I would not mind at all..dear." He smiled watching as her eyes darkened once more with the pet name. Saph let loose a growl from her throat in annoyance.

"I can still win." She snapped, trying to ignore his amused smile she could see in his eyes. His breath, gently blew over her lips. husky and warm as a small drop of blood from his cut fell from his lower lip onto hers. Her eyes shot open wider,licking her lips and savoring the taste. "Why do you insist on wanting to call me dear?" She whispered, the lines in her face softening towards him as she had the picture in her mind of wanting to lean up that inch between and  tast him even further.

As his hand brushed across the side of her face Saph didn't know what to do. The touch, strange but not un welcomed as she tasted of his blood.


"You look a little thirsty.."My dear..."

Meeting her eyes with his own as he pressed his lips to her. The female stiffened for a moment, but didn't pull away as a wave of feeling shot straight threw her body. His blood, so very sweet mingled on her tongue. A craze went to her as she found herself enjoying the kiss and pressed back, deepening it as she drank the sweet blood from him.

The memory of why she enjoyed the site, smell and taste of blood came rushing back to her. Saph had already been gone a year from her family. Brought into what she considered hell as instructos attempted just about everything on her to break her spirit. The few times she managed to flee from them she was always caught and roughed up. Well it wasn't until  one time someone took it too far.

Saphira was caught in the hall. A younger man in his mid twenties who had graduated the academy early was attempting to teach her a lesson abut regarding older seniors. The young girl firs toff didn't even do anything to warrent attention. He was looking for sport and sense she had to family to back her up Saphira was fair game for anyone. The young man had then dragged her off to his private quarters.

Calling her un savvy names as he attempted to force himself on her.  Saphira screamed  for help, but behind closed doors no one cared.  Pressing himself to her saph reached out, her hand grabbing onto his gear belt and grabbed his bibro blade. She acted on instinct. Slashint between her and nailing him in the jugular. A gurlged cry came from him as she was sprayed with his blood. Tasting the blood something just clicked. She became a monster. Stabbing him over and over until his friends entered and dragged her off, calling her a killer. Saphira thought her life was over. However, the academy had a listening device in the room. In fact all the rooms in case something like that happened. She had never knwon until then.

If the medic droid were human it probably would have tossed it's arms up into the air when they both walked threw the doors. Saph and jersh both grinned towards each other as they were both taken off and dumped into the bacta tanks for an hour. For right after they were to report to Doc who looked at their medical records.

"What the heck were you two doing? Trying to kill yourselves?" Doc asked as the pair of them just grinned and took the grill. Only in the end to have him assign them night duty for a month in the effort to keep them tired and not have re occurring incidents like that again.


Once they were dismissed the pair walked down the halls back to their rooms. Saph kept her eyes straight ahead as jersh turned to look at her. "Well, that wasn't so bad.." He started. Saph ended up giving a grin on the corners of her face before stopping to look at him. "It's not the worse he could have done. I've been in worse situations for EMI." She smiled again.

Jersh tipped his head and pressed her back gently to the wall. Not trying to scare her as he placed a hand gently on her shoulder. His thumb rubbing against the smooth skin. "No, I know for a fact he must be busy planning our next mission." Something told him Doc didn't really look at the report. His troops were alive and that was what mattered. Baring her teeth Saph pushed him back and whipped her head around. The ends of her lekku slapping against his shoulder gently.

"Either way I don't mind at all." Giving him a smile. Jersh let out a grumble and scooped her up into his arms, carrying her the rest of the way back to his room.

"Hey.. put..me...down.." She muttered. Jersh smiled as they entered his room and only then he put her down. "There.. happy?" he teased. Saph snorted as he closed the door and locked it.

His hands traced her stomach where the bruise lay. It was pretty sensitive, sucking it in as she gave a low grin. "It's not as bad as it was before the bacta tank" She replied with distaste in her mouth.Too bad the bacta only works on certain things She thought to herself.

Jersh frowned,taking his hand to lay on her waist and pulled her gently to him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean -" He began as Saphira cut him off. "No need. I did not mind it. Not in the least. What doesn't kill one will make then stronger." She replied, still feeling a little strange with what she was doing. Jersh himself was feeling strange, yet content.

"I never thought by joining the army I would run into someone like you." He whispered to her, brining his hand up to touch her cheek gently. Saphira yawned, taking her hand up to pull her lekku back over to rest behind her on the bed. "You joined by choice then?" She asked softly. Jersh nodded and then felt the awkward silence begin to hit. She wanted to know why he joined and knew he couldn't tell her just yet.She would think I am a monster He thought. "Yes I did join on my own. I had very little choice in the matter." Hoping that would satisfy her for now he took his hand back down to her stomach and rubbed it gently. Hoping that it would help with some of her discomfort.

Saphira closed her eyes for a moment, relaxing for the first time in a while as his hand rubbed the pain away. Saph never felt like this towards anyone and for once she was starting to feel much better. She just truly wondered what he thought of her.

Saphira thought, from the way he was looking at her that she thought him a monster. No look of even pity went threw her face as she brought her hand to his cheek. "You're strong Jersh. I admire you for it. Spme things happen for a reason. I am sure of that. The few people who knew my past thought me just to  be a spoiled brat.." Her eyes darkened and Jersh had an idea that she probaly proves them wrong.


"Your skin has a wonderful pattern you know"

Saphira looked at him. Trying to look past his eyes as she thought about  what he said. Many peopple and other beings didn't have much choice. Some like Jersh chose the army as a last resort. Others like herself were taken and forced until it was all they knew. Sighing she thought back to her parents. They were just images now, pictures of her past. Saph doubted that even if she were allowed to see them that she wouldn't. Simply because that life was dead and gone.More importantly, I don't think I could even go back into that life. It wouldn't fit me anymore.

"My father I know thought that. I was told that not many  were born with such designs. Most  if they wished had to go threw the painfull hours to have anything like what I have." Her voice whispered to him, staring past into the pools of his eyes as he touched her lekku softly. Sending a strange jolt of wamrth to her core. She knew her lekku were sensative, to bring pain and pleasure if touched  by the right person. She had a fair amout of people try. Her eyes darkened at the memories fo those who thought she was easy.

Just because most of my people are known for dancers, slaves and other activites. It's what made me diffrent.


Jersh took his hand back, thinking he did something to upset her as her eyes darkened. "I'm sorry Dear. I didn't mean to touch you -"  Saph linked and intruppted him.

"No, it's not you.. I.. I was just remembering things from the past. Stuff I thought would never resurface." Her voice softened as the eye color returned to normal. Jersh noted that she didn't react to him with even a dirty look when he called her dear. Taking her hand away from his face, she felt the heat leave. Shaking gently  as she gave a look saying she was enjoying his touch. A look that said more to him then words. Of course Saphira was one to  not express raw emotion. Action was her true passion.

Saphira felt herself shudder, in a good way. Here was someone who was her equal. A man that understood battle and wasn't afraid to sacrifice anything. She herself, was the same. She was never one to believe in destiny, but perhaps this once she could. Though she would never admit it to him or the rest of the squad.

At least she didn't feel totally stupid. She was not a child and knew all about what couples did. Saph had seen enough holo-dramas and things out out in the streets to understand enough. Then, suddenly a thought rolled over.Couple?? She asked herself, looking back up at him. He called her dear, yet Saph wasn't to sure if he intended what she was thinking, or if it was just to annoy here.

Jersh waited, feeling almost uneasy. Was she plotting some way to harm him? The thought of what she could do with those hands brought both a pain and pleasure sensation threw him.However, castration isn't something I'd like to experience

Saphira then smiled, gently as she thought how to not over react. The sensations she was feeling were strange and slowly he was seeing her softer side. Jersh felt honored, for the sole purpose that he doubted few ever had seen this side. It would probably shock the rest of the squad.Never mind.. them just seeing us together would be enough. The thought was pleasant, the word "us", that rang in his mind. Jersh wondered how she would react to that if things were to go that way. He didn't have much time to consider it before Saph leaned forward, tipping her head up as their eyes met and her lips pressed against his. Softly at first as if she were testing the new waters. Then she pressed harder, taking one of her arms to lay over his side.

The warm mug in her hand seemed to take off the edge of the bitter cold. Doc had decided to start their night watch much earlier then they had planned. Considering that they were  waiting on the finial stages before the new mission. Saphira toed the cool ground, placing the drink to her lips when Jersh spoke.


”I love you”


Her eyes opened wide, practically dropping the drink to the ground. Jersh looked almost embarressed. His index finger rubbing up against the mug.Great.. I know.. I know it's too soon. She is going to think I am nuts He thought, watching her react. Pale suprise this time on her face as she took a step closer to him. Jersh thought for a moment she was going to hit him.


Saphira was for at once lost for words. Her heart pounded against  her breast as she thought of what to say. They hadn't known each other long, but she couldn't help but feel the durasteel wall around her heart melt away when she was with him. It had started from her first mission as a greene. Some kind of connection that made her want to act almost silly around him. Thankfully her attitude helped and she outwardly didn't appear to change. The Army helped that out as well.

"Jersh..I.."

Her words faltered, and Jersh felt his heart begain to fade. He knew it. He said it too soon. What a fool he must look like to her. Saph on the other hand thought back to their time shared in his quarters. How much she had let go to him. How  she felt them connect even harder that she swore she could feel his pain. There was a word for it. Lifebond. She had hoped that so much but wasn't sure even while in his arms. Now he spoke the words, as she needed to as well in acnowledement. Moving closer to him, her breath creating the slight fog she leaned into him, close to his ear.

"I love you too.."

"Did you say you love me also?" Jersh asked, his voice whispering into her ear so that she shivered. Saphira nodded her head silently. "You could have any man you want. Why..... would you want someone like me?" He asked her.


There was a long moment of pause as her gaze shifted to the stars. He did speak true, she could have any man she could have wanted. Saph had seen her fair of handsome faces at the academy growing up. Hell, she even had many of them want her. Yet they never truly intrested her. She was never one to fall into a pretty face.

Turning in his lap to face him the female didn't smile or show any emotion. All Seriousness in heart as she would in battle. "Until I met you, there was no one who could defeat me in a spar match. I was the best in my class.." Shr whispered, her silky breath blwoing against him made Jersh shivver in delight. "I had my share of males try to either force themselves on me, or become part of my life in another way. Either way it didn't matter. I lived for the fight, hunt and kill.." She curled her lips up onto a tight smile.

Jersh only nodded. She was so much like him in attitude and in spirit. EVen though both had diffrent up-bringing. He must have shown something on his face for she leaned in and kissed him gently for a moment.

"I chose you because I wanted to. A warrior to match my own. The one who can actualy beat me to a standstill. I love everything about you. Even your marked up body." SHe whispered as she pulled back. Standing she placed her mug down on the table they had out there. Her eyes starign ahead as she walked  down to the side of the building and leaned against it. Shivering in the cold as her lekku twitched in annoyance. Part of her feeling stupid that she even told him that. Hoping he didn't find her weak for her strange past.

Feeling the cold against her skin Saph cursed silently for a moment. She felt weak and foolish that she had said so much. It was not like her to actually feel the things she was feeling. Just then she felt a warm jacket slide over her shoulders and stong arms wrap around her.  Taking his hands he gently took her face and forced her to look at him. A few tears had  started to bud, forcing her to feel even less of a fighter.




"You and I are one Saphira" He whispered to her, placing his hand over her heart. "I am yours as you are mine, forever.....I will never leave you"


He finished, tracing his hand from her jaw to the back of her shoulder once more. Saphira could only stare at him for a moment. Lost at words as he held her against him. "You shoud not have seen that.." She whispered, almost ignoring what he had just said. KNowing it was true but weaving around them for th emoment.

"Seen what?" He breathed, rubbing her shoulders gently to ease the tension he felt.  Saph sniffed swallowing a breath of cool night air before responding. "The tears.. I'm.. not one to cry for anything. It gives off the smell of weakness.." Jersh  squeezed her shoulders tighter, craning his neck back to make sure no one was watching them. The watch in itself was utter crap but it was ment as a way to keep training. Not that anyone would be able to make it on the compound anyway.

"You're not weak Saphira. You've already proven that in the last mission and in other areas." Feeling his throat tighten as Jersh could understand why she would feel that way. The Army wasn't one to have a spot of weakness in their ranks. Then again, he doubted she ever shown any type of weakness. Shaking her head she  looked back over into his eyes. "You don't understand.. I never cry.. not once.. even when I was a child. It's rare when I even shed one tear.." leaning back into him  as she sighed gently.