Saga Battles: H/L Oneshot: Post-ANH and Post-RotJ

Just a little oneshot I wrote in the span of a couple hours today
So, let me know what ya think, and enjoy!
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The music blared loudly, and could be heard from miles away, and same with the cheers of victory. It was almost dawn, yet the party was still in full swing. Almost everyone was drunk, and they were in for a hell of a hangover the next morning. The Rebels had just blown up the Death Star; a huge moon-like space station, with the ability to blow up an entire planet with one single laser blast. And it did; Princess Organa?s home planet of Alderaan.
She was the only one not celebrating; she was grieving for the loss of her planet. She lost everything; her family, friends, her palace?She did not see why the rest of the Alliance was out getting drunk when millions of innocent people had just lost their lives. And it had been her fault. She knew it; she should never have told Tarkin anything. So what if she has been tortured, raped or even killed? It would be one life, saving millions. At least that was her theory.
She sat on the steps of the temple?s balcony, overlooking the stars. Her father had once told her that even though he may not be with her, she could always look up at the stars, and he?d be up there, watching over her. She now felt horrible that it was her fault he was up there. An agonizing pain rippled through her, bringing her to the ground. She laid there for awhile, and she cried.
She couldn?t remember the last time she had cried, let alone shed a single tear. She had always been so strong; she never let her emotions get in the way of anything. They were only a distraction, a petty excuse for failing. Everything she loved died. She kept distances from people and hid away her feelings so it wouldn?t happen again. She couldn?t handle the pain, the guilt from knowing it was her fault. It had happened too often in the past, and she wouldn?t let it happen again. She couldn?t.
The cool night breeze blew past her, teasing her with its feather-light touch. It played with her long brown hair, made it dance. She pulled the pins out of her hair, enjoying the feel of the soft locks against her skin. The subtle smell of rain tickled her nose; she always loved rain. The sound of it entranced her as it hit the concrete, the drops extinguishing the moment they touched the ground. The raindrops mingled with her tears, soaking her dress. But she didn?t care. The rain soothed her, relaxed her, made her think everything was okay. It was as if the rain washed away her pain, made her a different person.
She heard the faint sound of footsteps behind her, but she didn?t look back. She realized if she never looked back, the pain couldn?t catch up with her. She focused on the rain in front of her, holding her palm out and relishing the feel of the falling drops.
?Hey,? A deep voice called out from behind her. He walked up to her and sat down next to the girl. ?What?re you doing out here?? He asked softly, handing her a drink. The princess gladly accepted it and took a big sip, hoping the alcohol would cloud her thoughts.
?Mourning, I suppose,? Leia answered bluntly, before taking another large sip of the wine. It was too sweet, but she didn?t care. She wanted to get as intoxicated as possible, so she could forget everything happened.
?You?ve been crying,? Han Solo, Corellian pilot and smuggler, commented, taking a sip of his ale. The princess didn?t want him here; he was cocky, conceited, selfish, and downright impossible. He was only in it for the money, she knew; he even told her. It had stung, but she didn?t make a fuss about it; she pretended she didn?t care that he was probably going to leave. But deep down, it killed her. She wasn?t sure why; she didn?t even like him. Much too scruffy-looking for her tastes, and he was such a scoundrel.
?What?s it to you?? Leia sniffled, wiping her eyes fiercely. He saw through her tough composure, though, and offered her a handkerchief. She smiled half-hear

 

SO. MUCH. MUSH!
But seriously, that was a lot of much.
Han is such a sweety-pie
Nice oneshot

 

Nicely done, I loved the parallels, minus the guilt!

Just one small spelling error:

Han was "conceited," not "conceded." He never gave up on anything, especially not Leia!

 

Loved that Great insightful piece

 

Haha, thanks Chloe!

Oh, thanks! I'll switch it right now!
Thank you!

Thanks so much!

 

LL3 -- SQUEEEEEEEE!

SQUEE!

Your Han is adorable!

 

MUSH MUSH MUSH! I love it when they are in love, but, I mean, who doesn't? GREAT ONESHOT!

 

Yay! Hehe, thanks so much!

Everyone loves H/L!
Thanks a lot!

 

Awwwwwwwwwww! So sweet! Han has a hard shell but he's really a softie underneath.

 

And everyone loves that about him
Thank you!

 

Go H/L! Loving the comparisions! Well done!

 

Thanks so much!
(Also, sorry for replying so late; only saw you posted now)