This is my first Star Wars multichaptered fic, but please be the nice person that you are and continue reading!
Oh, these miss you nights, they're the longest
- Westlife
Anakin lay on his bed in the starship, on the way home from Naboo.
No, not to his old home Tatooine, but to a new, promising home: Coruscant.
He'd heard a lot of things about Coruscant from the other pilots, the same pilots who told him that people as beautiful as Padme were angels.
Padme. He repeated the name to himself. Nice name. And she's really pretty too! I wish she really were an angel, then I can tell everyone I meet that I've seen and spoken to an angel!
Anakin was lost in his thoughts, with a smile on his face, as Obi-Wan knocked and looked in. he smiled when he saw the small boy still wide awake, the lights still on.
'Can't sleep?' he asked, out of genuine sincerity. He entered the room and sat on the edge of Anakin's bed.
'Yea.' Anakin sat up. 'It's cold.'
Obi-Wan nodded. 'Space is cold, Anakin.'
We had that same conversation. Just that she called me Ani instead of Anakin.
Once again, he was jolted out of his thoughts by Obi-Wan. 'Get some sleep, Anakin. 'Night.'
'Good night, Master Obi-Wan.'
He smiled, turned out the light, and closed his eyes. But he couldn't sleep. It was going to be a long, long night.
-
Two weeks later, he was undergoing training under Obi-Wan, who taught him about the Force, the Jedi code, the Masters, the Council, everyone and everything. And Anakin, with his eager mind, soaked up everything like a sponge.
He was trotting alongside Obi-Wan, asking 'Where're we going?'
'To the Jedi Council, that's where.'
'Really? Again? Cool! What're we doing there?'
'Well, they're going to ask about you, Anakin. What you've been doing, what you've been feeling, what they ask, you'll find out in there.'
Anakin looked uncertain. 'They have to ask me all that? I mean, do they do that to everyone?'
No, Obi-Wan responded silently. But all he did was offer his apprentice a kindly smile and beckon him into the doors that would lead him to Masters barraging him with questions.
That boy, he has one amazing intuition, Obi-Wan thought.
'Good morning, Masters,' Anakin said dutifully.
Yoda was looking him over the moment they walked in. He paused for a while, then said, 'something on your mind you have, Anakin?'
The young apprentice hesitated. 'Well, uh, sir, I mean, Master – '
'Thinking of your mother, hm?'
'Uh, yea, I mean, I miss her.'
'Let go of this, you must. There is someone else, isn't there?'
Anakin was silent for a moment. What the? But he merely replied, 'No, Master, there isn't anyone else.' He started playing with his robe.
Mace Windu looked him over, said nothing.
'Thank you, Obi-Wan and Anakin,' Yoda said, and gestured them out.
As they walked out of the room, the Council turned to face Yoda expectantly. He took one look at them, and in response to their querying gazes, merely answered: 'Kept watch of, that boy must be.'
-
Anakin retreated to his room at night, thinking over Master Yoda's words to him earlier.
There is someone else, isn't there?
He shivered. How on earth had he managed to sense what he had been thinking? He had tucked all thoughts of Padme away into some remote part of his brain before going to meet them. True, he acknowledged Master Yoda was brilliant and exceptionally strong in the Force, but… whoa.
The boy lay in bed, eyes wide open, thinking about the two very important females in his life.
He doubted he would sleep at all.
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