Hijra [A few weeks later]

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Ben was catching up on emails from home--news about the Sith, the latest gossip from Jag and Jaina's corner of the galaxy and whatever Allana had gotten herself up to while being unsupervised (there was a lot of "it'd seemed like a good idea!!!" in her correspondence)--and then poking around scientific journals about advancements in reproductive technology.

You know. For no real reason. Cough.

He drank tea and really missed having those yummy red fruits around. He'd need to ask when they came back the next time he went to the market.

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"But no one's hurt," Ben replied. "She's a good pilot."

Because Skywalker-Solo.

[endsthegame]

"That doesn't really surprise me," Ender said wryly. He pulled up a chair and sat down next to Ben. "Let me guess. There was something or someone to save."

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"Her kitty was in trouble," Ben said, nodding. "And before you ask, no, I haven't heard yet what could possibly have been threatening to it."

[endsthegame]

Ender snorted softly. "Your family does have a peculiar way of always finding bigger threats," he said. "I guess even the pets can't escape it."

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"We didn't get chased or eaten on our camping trip," Ben said, grinning over at him. "I count that as a win."

[endsthegame]

Ender chuckled. "Yes," he said, "That was downright uneventful for your standards."

Even if the Hive Queen hadn't found anything that pleased her.

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Well, queen. Picky was part of their makeup.

Ben's cheeks went pink. "I don't think I'd classify our time as uneventful..."

Dork.

[endsthegame]

Ender leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "We did have fun," he teased, "In some ways."

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"In some ways?" Ben teased. "I don't remember hearing complaints..."

[endsthegame]

"You did promise me athletics," Ender said, his mouth curving up. "I didn't notice any."

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"I didn't want to break our only bed for miles," Ben replied.

[endsthegame]

"Or maybe you were running away from the challenge," Ender said. "It's okay."

Still very much teasing; frankly, the idea of doing that 'athletically' still seemed silly in Ender's book.

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Ben leaned in and blew a raspberry against Ender's neck. "Brat. I'm not running away from anything."

[endsthegame]

Ender slid his arm around Ben's shoulders and gave him a half-hug. "Uh-huh."

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Ben bit his jaw playfully. "Hey now."

[endsthegame]

Ender tilted his head to capture Ben's mouth for a kiss. "Date a Jedi, they said."

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"Pull exotic muscles?" Ben guessed, kissing him back.

[endsthegame]

"I haven't pulled an exotic muscle in years," Ender fake-complained.

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Ben slid into his lap. "So sad for you," he replied.

[endsthegame]

Ender smiled at him. "Guess it's too late to get a refund."

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"There's absolutely no money in used Jedi," Ben agreed.

[endsthegame]

"Poor me," Ender said, sliding his arms over Ben's shoulders and kissing him.

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"It's very, very sad," Ben murmured.

[endsthegame]

"At least my Jedi is handsome, I guess," Ender teased.

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"You guess?" Ben said, rocking his hips against Ender. "Hmph."