A/N) Okay, so, this is based on the idea that instead of being a senator, Padme has dropped so low that she can't get out of her own hole. AKA: Anakin is a Jedi trying to escape his PTSD, and Padme is a prostitute with no reason to live. Don't like, don't read. I haven't found a story like this on the site, so I'm making one. I've rated it T for now, but I'm not sure if it will move up or not. I don't think so. I'm in 10th grade, I don't do smut. Ever. Got it? Good. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I am not and will never be George Lucas. I merely took his toys and put them in my death chamber.
Padme POV
I hated this. The after. The waiting between customers as you scrub yourself in the fresher, trying to get rid of that awful feeling. I never could. Not even if I tried. I heard a knock at the door. My next client had arrived. Sighing, I pulled back on my white, tattered dress, and opened the door. In front of me, stood an old man, drunk. I prepared for the worst as he closed and locked the door, and squeezed my breast. I closed my eyes, as the man shed my dress,and tore off his own clothes. He stunk of gin. I felt him searching for my access point, his hands rough against my abrasive skin. I was 24 now. I was no longer smooth as I was as a child. Suddenly, he found it. And the pain began.
Anakin POV.
I was done. Done with Holointerviews. Done with stupid reporters, with people calling me a hero. But mainly, I was done with life. I was just done.
My name is Anakin Skywalker. I am 20 years old. I killed the dark lord Sidious. I ended the war. I am now a Jedi Master. But something felt empty. I didn't even want to be a master anymore. And I don't know why.
"Master Anakin." said one of the younglings, a little Twi'lek boy. "The Council requests your presence." I looked down at the boy. With a stone cold face, I answered,
"Thank you." and walked away without another word.
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I walked into the Council Room, to find it empty, with only my former master Obi-Wan, there.
"Hello Anakin."
"Master." he looked at me and rolled his eyes. No doubt, he wanted me to call him Obi-Wan. No doubt, by the look on my face, he knew I wouldn't.
"How are you today, Ani?" I glared at him angerily. NO one had called me Ani since my mother died, and I didn't want anyone to. Regardless, I answered.
"I'm alright. How are you, Master?"
"I am well, Anakin. Anakin, have you heard of the Little Leaf Cantina?" Who hadn't? it was only one of the largest nightclubs in Coruscant.
"Yes, Master."
"Well, I am meeting a friend there tonight. How would you like to accompany me?" No. I did in no way what so ever want to go.
"Sure." I was in for one hell of a night.
Padme POV
I walked out of the building, free of my regulars. I hated my life. I don't know why I keep living. Hope, I guess. It's the one thing I had always held onto. I walked into the cantina and leaned against the wall. I watched as people entered, of all species, of all types. Seducing one of the younger men would be easy, but they wouldn't pay as much. After about 20 minutes of failure, I went up to the bar, eager for a drink.
"One cherry, deathstick drink, please."
"Make that two." I looked at the man sitting next to me. He was wearing dark robes, and had blonde hair and these amazing blue eyes. He also looked rich."
"Well, hello sweetheart." And idiotic. I really wasn't in the mood for these types.
"Call me that again, and I'll break your neck." he moved his hands back in 'what did I do" way, and looked at me, his eyes almost staring at my soul.
"Don't you think you should pay a little respect to the savior of the Republic?" Who? How drunk was this weirdo? Maybe he was the savior of the Republic, but I hadn't seen a holonet for years, since the one in the brothel was taken away. I shrugged.
When he realized I had no idea what he was talking about, he just rolled his eyes, and hollered at the Nemodian bartender.
"Hey, what's the holdup?"
"Oh, here, whatever." Said the bartender, handing both me and the mysterious blue-eyed man our drinks. The blue eyed man took another look at me.
"What's your name?"
"What?" I replied. Why would he want to know?
"Your name. You know, what people call you."
"I know what a name is, laserbrain. And it's Padme."
"No last name?"
"None, as far as I can remember." Actually, as far as I care to mention.
"Well then, I'm Anakin." I smirked at him.
"No last name."
"Not one I care about." Well, we have something in common.
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Anakin POV
I wanted her. I wanted her, very very much. But, no. It wasn't a good idea. Especially not now. Then again, she was a whore. Not that I have any prejudice against prostitutes, or concubines, for that matter. But, I needed some way of release. I wasn't getting any sleep at night as it is, so why not enjoy it, at least. Obi-Wan did say to enjoy myself. But then again, I couldn't. She was definitely older than me, by a couple years at least. Then again... I would catch her on her way out. I mean, this was her job, anyways.
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Padme POV
Anakin and I talked for a few more minutes. He seemed... a little pervertic, with his eyes, roaming my chest as he talked to me. But he was better than most. I knew that Mumtaz, the mistress at Happiness House, would be pissed if I came back empty handed, but I didn't care. It's not like money was getting me anywhere in life as it was. I parted ways with Anakin a little after midnight. But, I really wasn't surprised when, after a few minutes of walking in the dark, I heard a voice say,
"Hey, what's it gonna take to to get you to myself for the rest of the night?" I rolled my eyes. This was to be expected.
"Pau me double, and buy me a caf in the morning. " I hollered at him. That should get rid of him, I turned around, and walked back in the direction of Happiness House, when...
"Deal."
a/n) Whoo! Well, there's the first chapter. I hope y'all liked it, and that you tune in for more. Please review. Even if it's just one word, or if your reading this years from now, I love to hear your opinions. Also, don't forget to follow/favorite.
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9/24/14