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Anakin and Padme… in our world.

Very Blue

            She had stayed up late watching Trading Spaces and eating Hot Pockets. This caused her to hit the snooze button when her alarm went off that morning. She got up late. Spilled her coffee in the car. And arrived late to her cubicle with a stain on her pants that kind of looked like the state of Nevada when you looked at it sideways. Padme's eyebrows bent towards each other, as she looked in her cubicle confused.

            "Where is my chair?" Grumpily she mumbled to herself. With any other employee it wouldn't matter that their chair was gone. The employees get a hard, normal, uncomfortable chair. Padme had gotten sick of it, and brought her own cushioned swivel chair. And it was gone. Had someone gone insane and decided to steal her chair?

            She poked her head out of her cubicle and shifted her eyes back and forth. And then she spotted what she thought to be her chair, down the hall behind cubicle walls, circling around… but she didn't see anyone on it.

            Tip toeing lightly she snuck that way, remembering her days as a child, wanting so badly to be the next James Bond, only to have her father explain that she was a girl, and couldn't. Finally making it to her destination she couldn't help but grin. A beautiful little girl on the floor spinning the chair with her feet. Brown hair, brown eyes. Much like her own. Giggling she smiled up at Padme.

            "Bobbie, did you make a new friend?" Padme jumped and turned around to find a handsome young man smiling at her.

            "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" She was struggling nervously to find words. She didn't like it when people made her feel this way. She liked to be in control.

What is wrong with you damn it! Just say… something. Anything.

            "Is she yours?" That wasn't hard was it?

            "Yeah she's mine." She calmed down a bit; he was kind, she could tell. And his eyes made her feel a little bit more comfortable.

            "She's beautiful." The little girl giggled again. "I was just- not-…. My chair." She finally pointed at it.

            "Bobbie, sweetie, did you take her chair?"

            "No." Bobbie gave him a mischievous look, and right then, the girl, reminded Padme of herself. When she was young, innocent, and of course, a trouble maker.

            "I'm sorry."

            "It's fine. I really don't mind."

            "My name's Anakin." He held out his hand, she took it and gave it a firm squeeze.

            "Padme." She nodded at him. He stared at her for a moment.

            "That's… beautiful. I've never heard it before." His kind, and very, very blue eyes, were making her uncomfortable. They were bearing into her, she felt like she was burning.

            "Anakin isn't really a common name either." He laughed. She had broken the ice, and felt a little more at ease. Anakin opened his mouth the say something when-

            "HEY! You get out of here!" A man one cubicle over yelled. Anakin peaked over. "Bobbie…" He sighed. She shot him another innocent look, but it was unmistakably her fault there were papers all over the floor.

            "You know, kids aren't suppose to be on this floor. There is a daycare on the second floor, can't you just –" The man blabbered and Anakin cut him off.

            "I'm aware of that. Thank you. I was just about to take her there." Anakin gave Padme a sheepish look, and went to pick Bobbie up. She ran past him- toward Padme- gripping on her leg tightly.

            "Looks like she has taken a liking to you." He smiled at Padme again. "Do you want to take her to the second floor with me?" His eyes. Once again she felt uncomfortable, but he was kind, and trustworthy. But her lack of comfort was because… she maybe felt-

Flustered? Oh that's childish. She thought to herself. But she couldn't say no to those blue eyes. And so she agreed.

His eyes are very ,very blue.

Sorry it is short. That is my intro ladies and gents. HAPPY REVIEWING! Any ideas… Should I continue?