Test Run
Title: Test Run, 2/2
Fandom: Star Wars: EU - YJK era
Genre: crack?
Rating: PG-13ish
Characters/Pairings: geezus I never thought I'd type this Jaina/Tenel Ka, mentions of Jaina/Zekk and Jacen/Tenel Ka
Summary: Jaina's a practical girl. She's also a little crazy insecure. Practice makes perfect.
Author's Notes: This idea came to me very late one night, and it wouldn't leave me alone and it just snow-balled and snow-balled until I couldn't ignore it any more. Please don't hate me. Or take this too seriously.
Part One
Two days later, Jaina was slightly surprised to find that Tenel Ka, as usual, had been right. Despite the half an hour they’d spent in her room, trading kisses, trying different speeds and techniques, it seemed that nothing had changed between the two friends. Nor did it appear that things had changed between Jacen and Tenel Ka. If anything, Tenel Ka’s usually cool demeanor seemed to have thawed a bit; she’d offered Jacen a handful of those almost-smiles that morning alone, and by lunch her brother had practically been preening. That was, unfortunately, the problem.
Though things had not changed between Jaina and Tenel Ka, or Tenel Ka and Jacen, it seemed that there was a low and very shoddily constructed wall going up between brother and sister, and Jaina was the one building it. Every time she met her twin’s eye a spike of anxiety set her heart racing, as if Jacen could tell, just by looking at her, that she had kissed the girl he was very quickly falling in love with before he had even held her hand. She wondered why she hadn’t thought of those consequences before she’d kissed Tenel Ka. Or before Tenel Ka had kissed her. Or whatever had happened.
“Are you sure you’re all right?” Jacen asked for the third time in as many minutes, glancing up from his plate. Tenel Ka, sitting closer beside him than she usually did, glanced up as well, a hint of concern passing across her face.
Trying to calm her racing heart, knowing her brother would sense her inner-turmoil, Jaina mumbled, “M’fine,” and sank lower in her spot on the bench.
Beside her, Lowie growled something around a mouthful of raw meat.
“I believe Master Lowbacca is trying to say that you don’t appear to be “fine,”” Emtee Dee piped up from his end of the table, “but I am not entirely sure because of the large amounts of unchewed food in his mouth. You really ought not to talk with your mouth full, sir.”
“Really,” Jaina intoned, bowing her head over her food in a vain attempt to hide her blush. “I’m fine. Just tired. I think I might go lay down for a bit.”
Jacen was not fooled. “You’re all flushed,” he went on, leaning down so he could look her in the eye. “Maybe you should go down to the medbay. You don’t feel right. Want me to walk you there?”
Jaina pushed her plate away with a sigh. “I’m fine, Jacen. Just… thinking about some things.”
“You’re about to explode!” Jacen exclaimed lightly, giving a little laugh. “What could you possibly be thinking about?”
“Just things. Someone.”
Jacen sat back with a sigh. “Forget I asked. Zekk will always be one of my best friends, but what the two of you do and think together is, frankly, more than I care to know.” After a pause, he added, “Unless you need rescuing from some terrible domestic dispute gone wrong, or he makes you cry. Then I’ll be all ears.”
The color in Jaina’s cheeks deepened, but this time it was from ire and not embarrassment. “I’m not thinking about Zekk, thank you very much.”
Jacen raised an eyebrow in silent disbelief.
“I think,” Tenel Ka began slowly, “that I know of whom Jaina’s thinking.” There was something almost teasing in the way the corners of her mouth quirked up, but Jaina knew better than to believe that. At least, she thought she did.
Eyeing each of the girls in turn, Lowie rumbled a long question, which Emtee Dee translated as, “Master Lowbacca wishes to inquire if this is one of those feminine secrets that he and Master Jacen would be better off not knowing.”
To the amazement of all present, Tenel Ka laughed. Jaina blurted, “Yes! Yes it is!”
“Oh no.” Jacen shook his head. “I’m not getting left out of the loop on what is clearly going to end up being the biggest teasing target this week. One of you spill.”
“No!” Jaina yelled. Several other students turned to see the source of the commotion. “No, I mean - it’s not a big deal. It’s just not.”
Jacen laughed again. “You’re a bad liar, sis. So is this a new crush? A tall, dark stranger who suddenly appeared and swept you off your feet? Have the two of you been spending the afternoons holed up in your room, necking like there’s no tomorrow?”
Jaina dropped her forehead on the table with a loud thunk, and Tenel Ka snorted in amusement.
Before Jacen could utter another word, Tenel Ka cupped a hand around his ear and leaned in to whisper a lengthy explanation. Jacen’s smile began to slide, and when Tenel Ka finally leaned back he couldn’t decide whether to laugh or not.
“Um,” he began slowly, looking at the top of his sister’s head and then at Tenel Ka’s earnest gray eyes. “Tenel Ka, usually when we tell jokes, we try to stay away from things we know are going to creep the living Force out of people.”
Pursing her lips, Tenel Ka looked from one twin to the other. “One of you must tell me why you think I would joke about something like this. I do not understand.”
Jacen dropped his fork and pushed his plate away. “I’m going to get a piece of spicecake,” he announced. “And when I come back we’re going to pretend this conversation never happened.” Ignoring Lowie’s demands for an explanation, Jacen stood and made his way, very stiffly, back to the serving line.
When he glanced back over his shoulder, once, and briefly, he saw Tenel Ka and Lowie with their heads bent together, and his sister attempting to disappear under the table.
The young wookie’s laughter echoed through the entire cafeteria.
Fandom: Star Wars: EU - YJK era
Genre: crack?
Rating: PG-13ish
Characters/Pairings: geezus I never thought I'd type this Jaina/Tenel Ka, mentions of Jaina/Zekk and Jacen/Tenel Ka
Summary: Jaina's a practical girl. She's also a little crazy insecure. Practice makes perfect.
Author's Notes: This idea came to me very late one night, and it wouldn't leave me alone and it just snow-balled and snow-balled until I couldn't ignore it any more. Please don't hate me. Or take this too seriously.
Part One
Two days later, Jaina was slightly surprised to find that Tenel Ka, as usual, had been right. Despite the half an hour they’d spent in her room, trading kisses, trying different speeds and techniques, it seemed that nothing had changed between the two friends. Nor did it appear that things had changed between Jacen and Tenel Ka. If anything, Tenel Ka’s usually cool demeanor seemed to have thawed a bit; she’d offered Jacen a handful of those almost-smiles that morning alone, and by lunch her brother had practically been preening. That was, unfortunately, the problem.
Though things had not changed between Jaina and Tenel Ka, or Tenel Ka and Jacen, it seemed that there was a low and very shoddily constructed wall going up between brother and sister, and Jaina was the one building it. Every time she met her twin’s eye a spike of anxiety set her heart racing, as if Jacen could tell, just by looking at her, that she had kissed the girl he was very quickly falling in love with before he had even held her hand. She wondered why she hadn’t thought of those consequences before she’d kissed Tenel Ka. Or before Tenel Ka had kissed her. Or whatever had happened.
“Are you sure you’re all right?” Jacen asked for the third time in as many minutes, glancing up from his plate. Tenel Ka, sitting closer beside him than she usually did, glanced up as well, a hint of concern passing across her face.
Trying to calm her racing heart, knowing her brother would sense her inner-turmoil, Jaina mumbled, “M’fine,” and sank lower in her spot on the bench.
Beside her, Lowie growled something around a mouthful of raw meat.
“I believe Master Lowbacca is trying to say that you don’t appear to be “fine,”” Emtee Dee piped up from his end of the table, “but I am not entirely sure because of the large amounts of unchewed food in his mouth. You really ought not to talk with your mouth full, sir.”
“Really,” Jaina intoned, bowing her head over her food in a vain attempt to hide her blush. “I’m fine. Just tired. I think I might go lay down for a bit.”
Jacen was not fooled. “You’re all flushed,” he went on, leaning down so he could look her in the eye. “Maybe you should go down to the medbay. You don’t feel right. Want me to walk you there?”
Jaina pushed her plate away with a sigh. “I’m fine, Jacen. Just… thinking about some things.”
“You’re about to explode!” Jacen exclaimed lightly, giving a little laugh. “What could you possibly be thinking about?”
“Just things. Someone.”
Jacen sat back with a sigh. “Forget I asked. Zekk will always be one of my best friends, but what the two of you do and think together is, frankly, more than I care to know.” After a pause, he added, “Unless you need rescuing from some terrible domestic dispute gone wrong, or he makes you cry. Then I’ll be all ears.”
The color in Jaina’s cheeks deepened, but this time it was from ire and not embarrassment. “I’m not thinking about Zekk, thank you very much.”
Jacen raised an eyebrow in silent disbelief.
“I think,” Tenel Ka began slowly, “that I know of whom Jaina’s thinking.” There was something almost teasing in the way the corners of her mouth quirked up, but Jaina knew better than to believe that. At least, she thought she did.
Eyeing each of the girls in turn, Lowie rumbled a long question, which Emtee Dee translated as, “Master Lowbacca wishes to inquire if this is one of those feminine secrets that he and Master Jacen would be better off not knowing.”
To the amazement of all present, Tenel Ka laughed. Jaina blurted, “Yes! Yes it is!”
“Oh no.” Jacen shook his head. “I’m not getting left out of the loop on what is clearly going to end up being the biggest teasing target this week. One of you spill.”
“No!” Jaina yelled. Several other students turned to see the source of the commotion. “No, I mean - it’s not a big deal. It’s just not.”
Jacen laughed again. “You’re a bad liar, sis. So is this a new crush? A tall, dark stranger who suddenly appeared and swept you off your feet? Have the two of you been spending the afternoons holed up in your room, necking like there’s no tomorrow?”
Jaina dropped her forehead on the table with a loud thunk, and Tenel Ka snorted in amusement.
Before Jacen could utter another word, Tenel Ka cupped a hand around his ear and leaned in to whisper a lengthy explanation. Jacen’s smile began to slide, and when Tenel Ka finally leaned back he couldn’t decide whether to laugh or not.
“Um,” he began slowly, looking at the top of his sister’s head and then at Tenel Ka’s earnest gray eyes. “Tenel Ka, usually when we tell jokes, we try to stay away from things we know are going to creep the living Force out of people.”
Pursing her lips, Tenel Ka looked from one twin to the other. “One of you must tell me why you think I would joke about something like this. I do not understand.”
Jacen dropped his fork and pushed his plate away. “I’m going to get a piece of spicecake,” he announced. “And when I come back we’re going to pretend this conversation never happened.” Ignoring Lowie’s demands for an explanation, Jacen stood and made his way, very stiffly, back to the serving line.
When he glanced back over his shoulder, once, and briefly, he saw Tenel Ka and Lowie with their heads bent together, and his sister attempting to disappear under the table.
The young wookie’s laughter echoed through the entire cafeteria.