I missed him already. In retrospect, it was pathetic. I mean, I'm a Jedi, I don't have attachments. Check that: I shouldn't have attachments. But there was something about those Mon Calamari green eyes that made me feel like I could write a sickening romance novel overnight and still be just as in love as before.

Great Ahsoka, now even your thoughts are starting to sound disgusting.

I'm not exactly a romantic, but there is something vaguely concerning about, I don't know, watching your friend who…just…happens…to…be…a young male…float into the oblivion of space without hyper-drive, most likely destined for the planet that you just barely escaped from! Okay, I wasn't too serene at the time, but I had already broken the attachment law, might as well break the rest of the code. Sue me.

It was just that he was so...gentle. I wasn't used to that from most guys, or anyone for that matter. When you're constantly in the middle of a battlefield, you begin to forget that there are people in this world who aren't hostile. Now, I wasn't saying he acted physically gentle. Oh no, the forced kiss disproved that from the start. It was his personality; maybe he would hurt something or someone, but it would be completely out of his nature. It was something weird to think about, that gentle man (no pun intended).

I landed on Coruscant feeling exhausted. I hated to admit it, but that Death Watch Lieutenant could really put up a fight. R2 was quick to get out and feel the fresh air. Poor little guy hated the cold almost as much as I did. As I expected, my Master was waiting on the landing dock for me with...Padme? I thought she was at the peace conference. Oh yeah, I kind of ruined that. My bad.

She didn't look to bitter though. Instead, she looked rather...amused. That's odd. I approached the two and smiling lightly.

"You're late, Snips."

"I had a time limit?"

"Yes," my Master continued, "A time limit of twenty-four hours! Where have you been?"

I knew he wasn't angry, but I could tell he was concerned.

"There was some vague delay concerning me and Mr. Bonteri's differences in opinions. We settled the matter; however he chose to take refuge elsewhere."

I did my best to hide my disappointment, but it's tough to mask your emotions from the Chosen One. Surprisingly, he looked as if he felt my pain.

"I'm sure he'll be fine, Ahsoka," Padme said in an attempt to reassure me, "He's has both the wits and the means to get along on his own."

I almost burst out laughing, but I managed to contain it in a small giggle.

"The wits? Are you sure about that?"

"Absolutely! I've known Lux since he was 7 and he's always been a clever boy. I remember this one time where he managed to find his way out of a forest all on his own. Mina was frantic, after all, Lux was only 8, but he seemed to find it simple. The kid's as sharp as a tack!"

I considered this. If he was so smart, why did he...

"And you really don't have to worry about him supporting himself," Padme added, "He has quite the inheritance."

"Really?" I asked, "How much?"

"Oh, last time I heard about 80 million credits."

I don't know whose jaw was looser: mine or my Master's.

"Ei...Eight...eeee..." my Master stammered.

"Yes," Padme confirmed nonchalantly as if 80 million was simple pocket change, "He comes from a rich family line."

"Whoa," I said simply. I had never even dwelled on how much 80 million was.

"Wait," My Master said after recovering from his initial shock, "He's handsome, he's smart, and he's rich?"

He turned and looked at me with a sly smile. "Snips, you little sneak. Do you know how to pick 'em!"

My montrals turned about as blue as possible. (AN: A Togruta's montrals will deepen in color as an equivalent to a human blush.)

"Master!" I yelled.

He grinned even more. "Kidding, Ahsoka. Anyways, I'm sure your future boyfriend will be just fine. But man, if you're going to break the Jedi Code, do it like that!"

I groaned. I was never going to hear the end of this. Padme smiled at me in a way that told me she was both sympathetic and amused. She smiled at my Master and he smiled back.

"You better get some rest, Snips," he suggested, not once taking his eyes of the senator, "You look exhausted."

"Um...okay, sure, but don't you want me to escort Senator..."

"I got it," he interrupted, with a vocal tone one could interpret as enthusiastic.

"Alright then. Oh, and Senator Amidala, I am so sorry about the conference."

"You did what you had to do, Ahsoka, I understand. But your Master's right, you look like you're about to pass out."

She had a point. I felt like I was about to pass out. I bowed to them both and headed for my quarters, noticing out of the corner of my eye that those two were staring at each other again.

Hmm...Maybe I'm not the only one breaking the Jedi Code, eh Skyguy?