Gratitude and Southern Comfort (Jonash and Unna)

[Unna Hi Chaanu]

Unna took a seat on her own bed across from Cox. Her head sunk with guilt. Her own personal issues prevented her from doing for Cox what he felt he needed. The hug that he had just released her from was at the limits of her affection threshold, especially in matters dealing with the opposite sex. Unna thought hard about this. Given her own sexual preferences, it seemed more appropriate to share a bed with a man than it did to share a bed with a woman.

"I will let you sleep in my bed with me, but before you make your final decision, there is something I wish to tell you. I don't sense that you are pursuing me in a sexual manner, but I figured I should tell you this anyway." Unna took a deep breath. "I am not interested in men. I am not interested in sex at all. That is the reason why I am okay to share a bed with a friend in need. I feel our connection as well. It is a connection I feel is built on a foundation of trust. However, I am not sure that using me, or anyone, as an emotional crutch will help you in the long run. I'm also not the right person to help you to feel loved in that way. I have felt so numb for so long that I almost forget how it feels to love, aside from the occasional reminder of what I have lost."

Unna's mind drifted to her Lady Baku. It was such a confusing relationship for Unna. Her Lady was in ways like an older sister or a mentor, but Unna felt more for her than that. Something about this woman captivated Unna like no being ever had before.

Unna's head began to hang in sorrow as the familiar sound of rain began to pitter patter between her feet. Her Lady relied heavily on Unna in the initial days after they met. Unna had saved her life and guided her through the Jungle after their speeder was attacked. Unna stood watch over her bed as she slept to make sure no harm came to her, then mercilessly defended her life against the attackers. The connection was special to Unna. It was the first time she felt needed since the little brother she had raised matured enough to claim his independence.

Unna sobbed as the man before her was in need. Her feelings might not turn to romantic love, for she had never felt in such a way about a man before, but her heart began to ache for him. She needed to save him. She sobbed as she stood up and took his hands and pulled him into her bed. "If you need me, I am here for you."