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Bastila/ LSM Revan

X

A flash of brown hair, a glimpse of that dazzling smile. That was all it took, now his heart was racing. What was happening to him? He knew of love- many of the students had developed crushes on their masters (just like Malak's bizarre infatuation with Master Atris)- but he had never experienced it himself. He couldn't help but stare as she waltzed through the academy. She had only been on Dantooine a month (no-one knew why she had been transferred from Coruscant), but she already looked like she owned the place.

"Don't even think about it."

He turned around sharply, startled by the voice behind him. He sighed in relief. "It's just you."

"Yeah, Rev, it's me." his companion answered.

"Don't even think about what?" Revan asked smugly, "How did your 'meeting' with Master Atris go anyway?"

His companion just glared. "You know what I'm talking about! Her. She thinks she's some kind of princess and the universe revolves around her."

"Yeah, whatever, Malak." Revan answered dismissively.

"Besides," Malak added teasingly, "Doesn't love lead to the dark side?"

Revan chuckled, "You're one to talk! Nah, I don't see me going to the dark side any time soon!"

Both Padawans grinned. The thought of Revan, the academy's star pupil turning to the dark side was laughable.

Even then, the thought was running through Revan's mind:

'I wonder what her name is?'

XX

Revan scanned the room desperately. Where was she? He couldn't see her anywhere. He sighed and sank into his seat as Master Dorak stood. He and twenty other students were seated in one of the academy's many training rooms, but Revan couldn't see her anywhere. Dorak spoke but Revan missed the question entirely.

A crisp voice answered from the back of the room.

"Exar Kun."

Revan looked around the room to find the source of the answer and was startled to find it was the source of his affections. Master Dorak smiled and nodded.

"Indeed, you are correct Padawan Bastila."

Malak leaned over and muttered in Revan's ear. "Princess Bastila, thinks she knows everything."

Revan couldn't help but stare at her as she smiled proudly.

"Bastila." he whispered silently to himself. It was then that he made a vow to himself. He promised himself that one day, one day, she would be his.

XXX

A man and two droids stood silently on a balcony. It was attached to a small house in Restoration Zone 093 on the slowly rebuilding planet of Telos. He nervously adjusted his robes for the 54th time as the sun began to set.

"Statement: I believe your robes are straight enough, master."

The man chuckled at the droid. "Yeah, I know…I'm just really…where is she?" he asked worriedly.

The smaller of the droids chimed in, "Deet deet dwoo."

The larger replied, "Correction: What the T3 unit meant to say was that he's certain she will be along shortly."

"Thanks HK." the man responded absent-mindedly. He turned and stared out over the balcony, the sunset was stunning. Its sheer beauty reminded him of her.

"Revan."

How one word could so easily penetrate his mind and shatter his thoughts, he didn't know. It wasn't so much the word, rather the voice that spoke it. It was the voice that sent shivers down his spine, the voice that drove him crazy. He turned around slowly until his eyes met hers.

"Bastila." he whispered silently to himself.

She was so beautiful. Her hair, the gorgeous gown- she looked the every bit more like a princess. With a shy smile on her beautiful face she approached him slowly. With a grin, he took her hands and drew her close.

And there they were wed. There was no crowd of friends watching on, just an Astromech droid and a "protocol" droid.

And as he embraced her, kissed her, held her- she was finally his.