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I loved Anakin. The thought took only a second of my time. Anakin was already charging at me, swinging his lightsaber like it was a feather. I parried, though weakly.

Anakin fought harder, determined to strike me down. Within minutes, he did. Soara Antana looked at me, slightly disappointed. I wanted to impress her, I really did. But how could I?

I was in shock. I loved Ferus, only Ferus, always Ferus! I couldn't love Anakin! He was so…competitive! And everything Ferus wasn't!

But I did. He made me feel nervous on the inside as he bowed to me in triumph. I bowed back, averting me eyes towards Ferus. He was staring at her. He knew something had changed. Had he known? He must have. I blushed, redder than I had ever felt in my life.

Without further ado, I left the gym right as Ferus did. I stopped next to him in the hall. He stopped, too.

"I won't tell anyone," He said quietly.

"Thank you," I whispered. I glanced nervously around us. No one was paying attention.

"But I knew how you…felt about me," Ferus continued. "I knew all along."

"I'm…I'm sorry," I mumbled, staring at the ground "I know you never…"

"Maybe I did," Ferus hinted seriously.

"You…you mean…"I stuttered, humiliated.

"Yes," Ferus nodded. His neck turned light pink. "But I suppose now you've…moved on?"

"I…I don't know," I managed a smile, trying to lift the mood. "It wouldn't have gone anywhere, anyway."

"True," Ferus said wistfully. We stood in silence for a moment. "Goodbye, then."

"Goodbye," I echoed. Ferus started to walk away. I followed his lead and went the opposite direction, even though I was planning to go the same way he was. I didn't look back once. Neither did he.

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Days passed. Anakin and I sparred as usual. He detected nothing out of the ordinary, as far as I could tell. He seemed almost…hateful towards me.

One day after I beat him, he hissed in my ear, "That is the last time that will happen again. You better watch it."

I didn't like Anakin like this. He was so…cold and hurtful. I feared for him. What if he took this too far? Would he ever know how I felt?

So I went to his quarters one day, while the Temple was quiet with meditation. When I arrived he was not meditating, rather tinkering with the arm of a droid.

"Oh, it's you," He sneered when he saw me in the doorway. "What do you want?"

"To talk." I said firmly, seating myself on the floor. His desk, chair, and sleepcouch were crowded with droid parts and other technology.

"About what?" Anakin grunted; staying focused on his repair job.

"About…us," I dared to use the word us, not knowing what his reaction would be.

"Us?" Anakin looked up from his work. "Since when was there an us?"

"Since that day in the gym, for me," I began, taking a deep breath.

"Why?" Anakin clearly had no idea what I was talking about.

"Because I realized I don't want to be rivals with you," I said, rising from my place on the floor.

"Why? I'm too much competition?" Anakin smirked.

"No," I shook my head. "Because I don't want to fight you…I…like you."

Anakin subconsciously dropped the droid arm. He gaped at her for a moment, and then composed himself. "Like…like a friend, right?"

I shook my head again. "No. Like…more than a friend."

"You mean you like like me?" Anakin shook his head in disbelief. "Darra, if this is some sort of joke-"

"-It's not a joke," I promised. "It's true."

"Okay, so…what do you want me to do?" Anakin asked awkwardly.

"I don't know, I just wanted you to know that," I told him with sudden warmth. His ears turned red.

"Alright."

"Thank you." Without hesitation I stepped closer and kissed him, lightly, on the cheek. It was warm and dry, weathered by Tatooine's sands. He stared at me, wide eyed and speechless, as I left the room. I beamed. Finally, this saber war was over.

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