I happen to like Obi/Ami fics, but this is not one! This is for all you A/A fans! I also am continueing the story at the Jedi Council Fan Fiction boards over at TheForce.net.
Disclaimer: I haven't a clue where I got the idea, but all things belong to Georgie Boy!
The Meaning of Love
Anakin's p.o.v.
I once wondered what love was. The true meaning. The emotion. The power of such a simple word. The sun finally sunk into the heavens beyond the blue sea to reveal the starry sky above. Millions of stars twinkled high in the atmosphere, shinning like a diamond in the reflection of the sun. Just like home, suddenly enters my mind, so much like home. The ability to change one's life for forever, that word holds. Love is not something to be played with. It's not a food to be passed around. Love is real. Love is what keeps my life life together. I know the meaning of love. The know that when I am held I am loved. I know that when I am kissed I am loved. I know that when I love, I am loved. I turn my gaze back up to the many starry sky wondering how I could be so lucky as to have found my love. But I did, and I thank the heavens above for that. The gentle night breeze ruffles my curly hair, sending goosebumps along my chilled skin. I tighten my arms around the wondrous beauty laying so comfertably in my arms. So beautiful. So caring. So angelic. The sound of crashing waves creates a simple melody in the silence of the night and I stand, extending my hand for it to be taken. The beating of our hearts slow to become one as we sway to the unnamed song. We must have danced for hours like that. Neither of us caring if we were seen or who saw us. I look into her eyes. Those beautiful eyes of the darkest chocolate. The way the sparkle in the moonlight. I lean my face down slowly to hers, just enough so I can feel her breath on my lips. "I love you Am." I say before kissing her, the action sending shivers throughout me. The kiss is slow, passionate, and breath taking. My lips linger on hers only momentarily, remembering the taste of her lips. "I love you to Ani." Nothing more is said, all that matters is that we love and are loved.
Padme's p.o.v. ".................... when I close my eyes it's you I see ..................." "I love you Am." I look into those eyes. Those intense eyes. Those sweet innocent eyes. Eyes of the bluest morning sky. I could get lost in them. My arms around his neck, I look him straight in his eyes, marveling over the beauty of such a simple color. But his eyes are anything but simple. His eyes are fierce, bold, and loving. His heart could tell a story, but his eyes tell his life. He caresses my cheek with the back of his hand, tilting my head up to kiss me. His lips touch mine, electrifying my body and soul. Tiny goosebumps arise on my arms. His touch is like fire, burning everything it comes in contact with, sending chills down my spine. We separate, his lips hesitate to leave mine and mine his, remembering it is oxygen that is needed to breathe. "I love you you too Ani." The words flow from my lips naturally. We walk hand and hand down the star lit beach, relishing in the tranquillity the night holds. The waves wash onto shore, tickling my feet with each splash. This must be love. This wonderful feeling filling my self control, allowing me to be free. Two arms snake around my waist, enveloping me into a loving embrace. He buries his head into my neck, taking in the aroma of my lilac scented hair. "I wish it could be this way for forever Ani." I say, breathing in the fresh smell of the night's water. He turns me around, looking me straight in my eyes before getting down on one knee. "Ani...." He reaches into the sleeve of his tunic, revealing a small black box. He opens it, holding it up to me. It a blue sapphire on a silver band. Absentmindedly my hands grab at my chest and tears begin to form in my eyes, as well as his. I can feel my breathing begin to quicken, and the tears come more and more. "Padme, will you marry me?" I wipe away my tears, saying a simple,"Yes." He hugs my waist, bringing my up into the air, twirling us around in a circle. I begin to laugh and he sets me down. He wipes away my tears with his thumbs, intimately kissing my neck, nose, cheeks and forhead. Finally kissing my lips. He traces the line of my jaw with his index finger, running it down passed my chin to my neck, stopping at my necklace. He stares into my eyes,"Are you an Angel?" "...............You're everything I know That makes me believe I'm not alone.............. "
"......... in the arms of the angels fly away from here ..........."
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Anakin's p.o.v. "You are an angel Padme, I know it. You are here to protect me." "And you are my Jedi, here to protect me." I realize the ring is still in it's box, delicately I slip the ring on her slender finger. "It's beautiful Anakin." She says, looking at the blue star on her hand. I look at her,"Yes it certainly is." She, however, is oblivious to the real meaning of my words. She stares into the ring, entranced by it's magnificence. I smile. "You are so beautiful Padme." "You're not so bad yourself Ani." She tugs at my braid and we walk farther down the beach into the late hours of the night. Her chestnut curls flow freely in the cool night's air. I lay my cloak on the sandy floor and, she lies down first on her side, and I lay down next to her. I wrap my arm around her waist, keeping her warm from the chilly wind. I snuggle up against her, rubbing my hand up and down her arm, as we slowly falling into a deep slumber. *** The morning sun arises over the blue sea, waking me, be I keep my eyes closed. Padme is at rest, breathing in and out; in and out in a repeating fashion. A few lone birds fly ahead, singing a sweet tune to anyone who will listen. I decide to open my eyes. I find that I am facing my heavenly beauty. Her eyes are shut, her lips slightly pursed. My hands are holding hers, and I kiss her knuckles. Her eyes flutter, gradually opening. "Good morning." She says, voice groggy. "Yes it is." "How are we going to explain this to Panaka?" She asks, closing her eyes, wanting more sleep. "Explain what Angel?" "We did not come back to the palace last night." "But you were with me, after all, I am your bodyguard." A wicked grin plays on my mouth, and I begin to tickle at her sides. She laughs, which is like a harmonious tune to my ears. I tickle harder. She laughs uncontrollably, rolling onto her back, eyes closed tight. "Silly boy! Y-you s-s-stop th-i-s in-st-ant." "You want me me to stop?" I ask, even though I know the answer. "Yes." "Nahh, I don't think I can manage stopping." She slams her knee against my chest, sending me into the sand, pinning me to the ground. "I my not be the Queen anymore fly boy, but I am a Senator. And you do as I say." A sadistic smile creeps upon her face, an evil glimmer in her normally true eyes. She tickles me. Me a Jedi! She tickles me in every ticklish spot imaginable. It is my turn to laugh uncontrollably. Laughter errputs in my throat as she taunts me with her guilty pleasure. Tickling, who knew it could over power a Jedi? Not I.
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Anakin's p.o.v. "....................No matter where I go I always feel you so..................." I stand up, escaping that unpleasant torture known as tickling. I watch Padme as she stands, the sun rising behind her. It creates a yellow glow aroung her features. Her long curly hair flows freely around her shoulders, still highlighted by the sun. She brushes the creases from her clothes. She is an Angel. My heavenly spirit here to watch and protect me. How I love her so. I stroke her cheek with my hand, she leans into it, taking in it's warmness. I gather my cloak from the ground while saying."We should be heading back." Wrapping my arm around her shoulder, she wraps her around my waist, resting her head on my chest and my head on hers. *** It took us about a half hour to reach the palace. No words had been said. We walked in silence, enjoying the time we spend alone. We know that we will have a lifetime of words to share, but sometimes words are not needed. Silence tells a great many things when you are with another. It's then when you realize how much they mean to you, and that you can never let them go. We walk inside the palace, all is peaceful, no one is around. The sound of our footsteps echo down the hall. A robed figure stands silhouetted in the center of the hall, Obi Wan. He approaches us, giving me a questioning look. Did you ask her? He questions through our bond. I nod in response. He smiles a sincere smile. "Congratulations Padme." Obi Wan hugs my fiance, "It seems like only yesterday Anakin was Knighted." I then hug my former Master, grinning like a mad man. "How do you know?" She inquires, crossing her arms. He let's out a small chuckle,"Your ring." ****
Disclaimer: I haven't a clue where I got the idea, but all things belong to Georgie Boy!
The Meaning of Love
Anakin's p.o.v.
I once wondered what love was. The true meaning. The emotion. The power of such a simple word. The sun finally sunk into the heavens beyond the blue sea to reveal the starry sky above. Millions of stars twinkled high in the atmosphere, shinning like a diamond in the reflection of the sun. Just like home, suddenly enters my mind, so much like home. The ability to change one's life for forever, that word holds. Love is not something to be played with. It's not a food to be passed around. Love is real. Love is what keeps my life life together. I know the meaning of love. The know that when I am held I am loved. I know that when I am kissed I am loved. I know that when I love, I am loved. I turn my gaze back up to the many starry sky wondering how I could be so lucky as to have found my love. But I did, and I thank the heavens above for that. The gentle night breeze ruffles my curly hair, sending goosebumps along my chilled skin. I tighten my arms around the wondrous beauty laying so comfertably in my arms. So beautiful. So caring. So angelic. The sound of crashing waves creates a simple melody in the silence of the night and I stand, extending my hand for it to be taken. The beating of our hearts slow to become one as we sway to the unnamed song. We must have danced for hours like that. Neither of us caring if we were seen or who saw us. I look into her eyes. Those beautiful eyes of the darkest chocolate. The way the sparkle in the moonlight. I lean my face down slowly to hers, just enough so I can feel her breath on my lips. "I love you Am." I say before kissing her, the action sending shivers throughout me. The kiss is slow, passionate, and breath taking. My lips linger on hers only momentarily, remembering the taste of her lips. "I love you to Ani." Nothing more is said, all that matters is that we love and are loved.
Padme's p.o.v. ".................... when I close my eyes it's you I see ..................." "I love you Am." I look into those eyes. Those intense eyes. Those sweet innocent eyes. Eyes of the bluest morning sky. I could get lost in them. My arms around his neck, I look him straight in his eyes, marveling over the beauty of such a simple color. But his eyes are anything but simple. His eyes are fierce, bold, and loving. His heart could tell a story, but his eyes tell his life. He caresses my cheek with the back of his hand, tilting my head up to kiss me. His lips touch mine, electrifying my body and soul. Tiny goosebumps arise on my arms. His touch is like fire, burning everything it comes in contact with, sending chills down my spine. We separate, his lips hesitate to leave mine and mine his, remembering it is oxygen that is needed to breathe. "I love you you too Ani." The words flow from my lips naturally. We walk hand and hand down the star lit beach, relishing in the tranquillity the night holds. The waves wash onto shore, tickling my feet with each splash. This must be love. This wonderful feeling filling my self control, allowing me to be free. Two arms snake around my waist, enveloping me into a loving embrace. He buries his head into my neck, taking in the aroma of my lilac scented hair. "I wish it could be this way for forever Ani." I say, breathing in the fresh smell of the night's water. He turns me around, looking me straight in my eyes before getting down on one knee. "Ani...." He reaches into the sleeve of his tunic, revealing a small black box. He opens it, holding it up to me. It a blue sapphire on a silver band. Absentmindedly my hands grab at my chest and tears begin to form in my eyes, as well as his. I can feel my breathing begin to quicken, and the tears come more and more. "Padme, will you marry me?" I wipe away my tears, saying a simple,"Yes." He hugs my waist, bringing my up into the air, twirling us around in a circle. I begin to laugh and he sets me down. He wipes away my tears with his thumbs, intimately kissing my neck, nose, cheeks and forhead. Finally kissing my lips. He traces the line of my jaw with his index finger, running it down passed my chin to my neck, stopping at my necklace. He stares into my eyes,"Are you an Angel?" "...............You're everything I know That makes me believe I'm not alone.............. "
"......... in the arms of the angels fly away from here ..........."
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Anakin's p.o.v. "You are an angel Padme, I know it. You are here to protect me." "And you are my Jedi, here to protect me." I realize the ring is still in it's box, delicately I slip the ring on her slender finger. "It's beautiful Anakin." She says, looking at the blue star on her hand. I look at her,"Yes it certainly is." She, however, is oblivious to the real meaning of my words. She stares into the ring, entranced by it's magnificence. I smile. "You are so beautiful Padme." "You're not so bad yourself Ani." She tugs at my braid and we walk farther down the beach into the late hours of the night. Her chestnut curls flow freely in the cool night's air. I lay my cloak on the sandy floor and, she lies down first on her side, and I lay down next to her. I wrap my arm around her waist, keeping her warm from the chilly wind. I snuggle up against her, rubbing my hand up and down her arm, as we slowly falling into a deep slumber. *** The morning sun arises over the blue sea, waking me, be I keep my eyes closed. Padme is at rest, breathing in and out; in and out in a repeating fashion. A few lone birds fly ahead, singing a sweet tune to anyone who will listen. I decide to open my eyes. I find that I am facing my heavenly beauty. Her eyes are shut, her lips slightly pursed. My hands are holding hers, and I kiss her knuckles. Her eyes flutter, gradually opening. "Good morning." She says, voice groggy. "Yes it is." "How are we going to explain this to Panaka?" She asks, closing her eyes, wanting more sleep. "Explain what Angel?" "We did not come back to the palace last night." "But you were with me, after all, I am your bodyguard." A wicked grin plays on my mouth, and I begin to tickle at her sides. She laughs, which is like a harmonious tune to my ears. I tickle harder. She laughs uncontrollably, rolling onto her back, eyes closed tight. "Silly boy! Y-you s-s-stop th-i-s in-st-ant." "You want me me to stop?" I ask, even though I know the answer. "Yes." "Nahh, I don't think I can manage stopping." She slams her knee against my chest, sending me into the sand, pinning me to the ground. "I my not be the Queen anymore fly boy, but I am a Senator. And you do as I say." A sadistic smile creeps upon her face, an evil glimmer in her normally true eyes. She tickles me. Me a Jedi! She tickles me in every ticklish spot imaginable. It is my turn to laugh uncontrollably. Laughter errputs in my throat as she taunts me with her guilty pleasure. Tickling, who knew it could over power a Jedi? Not I.
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Anakin's p.o.v. "....................No matter where I go I always feel you so..................." I stand up, escaping that unpleasant torture known as tickling. I watch Padme as she stands, the sun rising behind her. It creates a yellow glow aroung her features. Her long curly hair flows freely around her shoulders, still highlighted by the sun. She brushes the creases from her clothes. She is an Angel. My heavenly spirit here to watch and protect me. How I love her so. I stroke her cheek with my hand, she leans into it, taking in it's warmness. I gather my cloak from the ground while saying."We should be heading back." Wrapping my arm around her shoulder, she wraps her around my waist, resting her head on my chest and my head on hers. *** It took us about a half hour to reach the palace. No words had been said. We walked in silence, enjoying the time we spend alone. We know that we will have a lifetime of words to share, but sometimes words are not needed. Silence tells a great many things when you are with another. It's then when you realize how much they mean to you, and that you can never let them go. We walk inside the palace, all is peaceful, no one is around. The sound of our footsteps echo down the hall. A robed figure stands silhouetted in the center of the hall, Obi Wan. He approaches us, giving me a questioning look. Did you ask her? He questions through our bond. I nod in response. He smiles a sincere smile. "Congratulations Padme." Obi Wan hugs my fiance, "It seems like only yesterday Anakin was Knighted." I then hug my former Master, grinning like a mad man. "How do you know?" She inquires, crossing her arms. He let's out a small chuckle,"Your ring." ****