Full Summary : It started as a crush that would eventually fade out... Or so Ahasoka Thought. Ahasoka Tenho, a recent graduate of the Academy is assigned to Anakin Skywalker, A Jedi Knight and General. He recently accepted Ahasoka as his student, but he takes on the job unwillingly. During the Clone Wars, Their teamwork improves as the missions tense in The Order. What would there more to these two, more than heartbreak?
Authors Note: Heya Readers! I am prepared to cry over these beauties. I actually started shipping Anisoka since I was eleven— Babe's first ship man. I enjoy them as plantonic and/ or romantically, but I just love how they already know each other so well. Plus they are flipping Hilarious bRUh, and I am planning to write this fic until 'Soka leaves. I failed to mention that the story line takes place in season two XD my upmost apologies. In this Fiction, Anakin is dating Panmè LOL *Erm* also enjoy this somewhat Changes... Whoop.
Chapter 2 : Under Strange Conditions
The sunlight ghosted over Ahsoka's tanned orange skin, and leaving her eyes to open slowly. She fell asleep (In Ahsoka's baggy yoga pants that came in elastics around her ankles. And the same crop top that came along.) the flat sleeping pallet that had tanned yellowed sheets— the color that appeared on every Jedi's jobe. The late in age Teenager fixed her blue and white hair like, as she smoothed it out firmly. quickly sat up from the firm pallet, and rubbing her eyes in the bit her cheek to bit back a long yawn. She got up from the pallet, and walked to her long narrowed door. Meanwhile, memories came striking back like lighting, leaving thoughts to form.
Ahsoka couldn't brush off Anakin from the night before. She remembered how he cornered her, like a bug against a card and glass cup. The fact of how gentle her master was, by the way he intertwined their hands firmly. Ahsoka felt chills down her spine, while remembering the way Anakin was teasing her; by brushing his scar cheek against her own. Lastly, he let her down hard; by informing Ahsoka by the Jedi code. Of how it was prohibited, a master and student to even have feelings for each other. However, their bond was too strong— they were close indeed.
The Padawan opened her bedroom door, while closing the door in the process. Ahsoka felt steam coming upon her face, and she knew that someone took a long hot shower. She headed towards the bathroom, but to find Skyguy squeezing the mint toothpaste unto his blue toothbrush; from his mechanical arm that he lost earlier as a Jedi. He wore black pants that came along with his toned figure; and a burgundy red under shirt that was sleeveless. Anakin's light brown and wavey hair was damp from the shower; In addition, he had too much of that spear mint calone and again. As calmly as possible, his deep blue/grey eyes looked and met Ashoka's. She froze (while the Padawan was half alseep and dizzy from the strong scent.) and stared blankly at the young adult. Snapping from her sleep state, Ansoka entered the bathroom while Anakin moved over. She squeezing the same toothpaste on her own green toothbrush.
" Can I help you Snips?" , asked the somewhat rude Skywalker. His hands laid on the rim of the sink afterwards
Ahsoka sighed, "... I need to wash up Skyguy. We share the same dang bathroom now, and I am later gonna take a cold shower; because you took the long hot shower. For a guy who showers like a middle aged woman... That is."
Anakin scoffed as he turned on the switch for the water to come running down. The master picked up his toothbrush and brush away in silence, and following by Ahsoka as she followed the same steps as his. She glanced over Anakin and looked away, and He spit out the foam. Seconds later, Ahsoka spit in right after him grinning— like she had the last word. Surprisingly, Anakin spit again in the sink as he looked over his Padawan- smirking in a teasing way. It was like a 'Who had the last word' game suddenly. He finished washing up as Anakin leaned against the counter— with his elbow as support. His bare hand rested on his face, by fingertips touching his forehead and the bridge of his nose. Ahsoka's face lit in flustration, and she spit in the sink once more the water washed over the foam. Then, She continued to wash her face with her clean hands and soon with a towel. Anakin stood the same position, and surveyed Ahsoka— as she was putting her hygienic products away in the drawers. She cleaned the sink by the towel, then noticed Skywalker watching all along. She looked down.
" You seem to be lost in thought Master. What's going on? " ,Ahsoka blurted out as she looked into his eyes. Stranglely.
" I'm just surveying... Ahsoka." He replied, still on his position by his hair falling down. The tone by his voice seemed tiring at that moment.
" What are you talking about? It's our day off and I don't wanna fight with some droids now. " , Ahsoka alerted her master. She knew that when he called her name— he was dead serious. Why was he getting serious suddenly? She couldn't tell anymore if he was teasing or not.
" I am aware that it's an off day and I assure that there's no separatist attacking Jedi in pajamas. " ,chuckled Anakin softly. He gave Ahsoka a shy smile afterwards.
Ahsoka laughed," See, you can't be mad at me forever Anakin! I will always make you laugh afterwards... No matter what what comes our way." She softly ran her hand behind her hair like headdress and smiled. Anakin's eyes lighten and soften by her sudden action.
" If you say so Snips." , replied Anakin as his eyes leaving the committed Padawan. His gazed came upon the corner of the wall, avoiding eye contact with Ahsoka. He kept his guard up again from her.
She laughed, " I mean that truly, I'll always be here to make you laugh Skyguy. Even if there's a wall of hurt between us... Now and forever. You were always there for everyone and me during our missions and duties. I want to repay that someday." Ahsoka blushed hard at her statement ,but soon after return a simple truthful smile to Anakin. That's when Anakin let down his pride, and opened up to something else— his stomach knot feeling took over.
" ...Are you proposing to me just now? Or are you committing your life to me?" ,joked Anakin as he looked back to Ahsoka— whom obviously didn't get the joke. He realized that it wasn't a joke as it seemed.
"Huh... What do you mean?" , replied the confused student. Her white brow twitch upwards as the eyes widen in curiosity.
She paused for a moment, but continued," I-I don't understand what you are saying... ", As Ahsoka finished and walked out of the bathroom in flustered cheeks. She retreated to her room by locking the door and laid down by the covers over her heated face.
Anakin returned by his standing stance and walked out and into the living room. The master closed his eyes and whispered to himself," ...Madness."
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Ahsoka sat on the round metal table, it was located in the Living room; with her study books/scroll material. She constantly buried her face in the book, while trying to keep her focus on learning more into the Jedi History. It was about 1700 P.M , Ahsoka felt that she needed to rest assure in herself— that studying was the best was to escape for now. She meditated earlier, trying to keep her tact from Anakin; who was suddenly acting weird ( No kidding, even when the night previous and how Skyguy was studying her out Pfft—). Ahsoka was in the Force State, yet trying to figure out how to improve her skills. The tanned Padawan groan in Agony; trying to overpower the short teenage stressed spam.
A few minutes later, Ahsoka heard a door open and clicked afterwards in seconds. It was Skyguy, he came out in a casual/ night-out wear to him. Since it was a weekend night, Ahsoka never thought about Jedi Knights having a night-out. Then again, they were regular beings with emotions as everyone else. Jedi Knights had families, friends, and lovers... Part of Ahsoka did fell at ease at the thought. Anakin walked over to Ahsoka in a fast manner, and in a calm approach. She wondered... If he was going to meet someone? The thought brushed aside, while she closed the book in a harsh way.
The Master informed Ahsoka," I'm going out for a few hours. If a emergency happens...call me." Then Anakin stretched out his robotic arm to put on a fashionable band around its wrist.
He adjusted and continued," I'll be back later, Tomorrow morning we will address your studies. So sleep well Snips." By the time Anakin finished, He ruffled Anasoka's head three times in a fast motion. His hand vastly slipped over Ahsoka's beaded headress jewery; that symbolized Ahsoka's Padawan rank. His fingers quickly held the beads in place, yet all in one fast move.
"Yeah, I understand completely Master. You are gonna be late!" , Ahsoka laughed as she swept his bare hand away from her head. She didn't noticed that Anakin held on to the jewery piece then.
Anakin walked past by his student and smiled on the way out. " Alrighty Snips, don't burn down the whole complex when I come back." ,hollered the rushing Skywalker.
" Aye Aye Sir." ,chuckled Ahsoka as she continued to open up the book and studied.
Anakin Skywalker was exhausted by the time he returned back from his date with Pamné. It was actually a good one, and they went out on a walk and ate afterwards. The stroll around downtown was great, it's city lights that talked out with the busy floating automobiles. They would talk about the weather and how things have changed over the past years. Anakin and Pamné enjoyed each other's company, they held hands tightly and kissed farewell as they parted their ways.
No, Anakin wasn't tired because he was pretending to be someone else; but just from the confusion with Ahsoka earlier today. He was the same man as always with Pamné, and with the Jedi and close friends. However, Anakin was a totally a different person when Ahsoka became closer with him.
Otherwise, Anakin unlocked the door and head in the apartment complex. The smell of heated leftover came in play as he past the kitchen. The lights in the dining area were on, but the other parts of the complex were off. Next, was the table that Ahsoka's head buried on top of several books/scrolls around her. Anakin came over to the sleeping Padawan, as he sat on top of the left side metal surface next to Ahsoka. He stared over Ahsoka's sleeping form as she inhaled and exhaled softly. Then She snorted loudly— Anakin laughed quietly, yet dying inside of how Snips just snorted out of no where.
In more surveying, Anakin's hand moved over to the books/scrolls that Ahsoka's been studying. He saw that she had plenty of notes in the old journal that rested unneath her arm. Anakin slowly lifted and open up the journal, yet he was impressed at his Padawan. She was tackling over three subjects: The Force, Battle Items, and Policics. Interesting.
Soon after, Anakin decided to wake up Ahsoka so she could go sleep in her room. He softly closed the journal and gently shook Ahsoka's bare shoulder. The Padawan mumbled in her sleep, but turning to the other side; and continued to sleep stubbornly. Her tanned back muscles tighten and soften afterwards, but leaving Skywalker impatient with his student to wake up.
" Hey Snips, It's time to wake up...I'm back and it's past midnight." ,whispered Anakin as he shook her once more. In return, Ahsoka slapped off his hand off of her shoulder. He was fusterated over the high level of teenage drama in his student.
"Ahsoka... Wake up now." As He slowly rose his voice over the Padawan. Anakin shook her shoulder a little roughly this time, but the sleeping Ahsoka punched him hard in the stomach. He grunted in pain as he decided to take it a different approach. Anakin moved over the study material and chair that Ahsoka sat on.
In the end, Anakin gently scooped Ahsoka bridal-style as she laid her head on his chest. She clung tightly unto Anakin's robe and chest soon after; yet his cheeks turned a few shades of pink. He carried her all the way to Ahsoka's darken room as he laid her over to the tanned palette bed. Ahsoka still didn't let go of him during the whole process,yet knowing the Padawan to be physically active in her sleep. That was the last thing that came into Anakin's mind, because he was tired all too well. Lastly, he uncovered the blankets by the corner and laid it over his student.
Anakin gave one final look over to Ahsoka, yet her face was buried with the sleeve of his robe. His gaze locked over her closed eye lids as he put his robotic hand on the futon. His two rough hands slowly went over to touch Ahsoka's tan cheek with the white tribal marking. Anakin's bare hand gently stroke her warm cheek, like he was studying a ancient egg or stone; yet he was scared to break it if he was too fascinated by it. Anakin's hand held its place as he leaned in closer to her face ;and closed his eyes and inhale her sweet ocean scent. While his distance broken, Anakin's forehead touched Ahsoka's own as his brow knitted upwards...Like he was fighting something inside of him. He felt their auras closing in the Force...like they were one in two of a kind.
Realizing his actions, Anakin snapped back to reality knowing the Jedi Code. He shot his deep blue eyes open and froze in his position. Anakin was breathing hard... He was completely lost in himself then. He regretted ever helping Ahsoka now, by this random act of kindness. That was the moment he knew— Anakin was a hypocrite now by his own words. He realized that Ahsoka wasn't the only one feeling the knots in her stomach. So what? It was a silly crush that she had with Anakin, yet Ahsoka was going to grow out of it sooner or later. Then why? Why would he still tease her while unaware and aware? The questions went unanswered by the moments and seasons.
During the recent events with the Bounty Hunter, Anakin began to have a strong attachment with Ahsoka. He almost losted her, by the hatch that lead into space; and how she held on to life with his very own hands. Afterwards, Ahsoka was fine knowing the circumstances of her life; but Anakin was stil shaken up by the gamble between them and the Bounty Hunter. He remembered of how he distant himself from everyone for a few days. It was a reality check, Anakin learned to not take that risk with his Padawan or anybody else. He was afraid of losing everybody and held dear to the choices he made. Even at twenty, this Jedi was still learning more and more about those Attachments. During the Virus Attack, serveral months earlier... Anakin didn't leave Ahsoka's bed side because of the gamble once again. He remembered of how he just looked out in space on the space ship; and praying hard that his young apprentice would wake up. She almost got killed... But she didn't.
He blinked hard at his student, while still keeping that physical comfort for her. Anakin slowly pulled himself away from Ahsoka, by turning his sitting form to look at the darken walls. His robotic hand went to scratch behind his neck and yawned...until he felt a slightly strong pull from his arm. He looked over to see the tanned student crying in her sleep. Ahsoka's face was blank, buta few tears fell over as the moonlight highlighted it.
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" I still choose..." Ahsoka mumbled as she snugged up to one of Anakin's long sleeved. Her tears soaked unto the burgundy red fabric ,and tanned hands tightly held unto it.
She buried her face unto his arm, as her hands held on to his bare hand. Like it was comfort for her. "But... I still choose..." Ahsoka whispered softly as her breathing became in a rapid pace. This pulled Anakin's heartstrings in a way that was torn into two feelings—
She finished in a harsh tone, "Y-You..." The Padawan's night terror continued on as she shook in her sleep. Anakin didn't know what to do at that moment, he was like a young boy that was lost in a maze trying to find refuge. Not for himself but for Ahsoka. She squeezed her Master's hand tightly in fear. She bolted up to face Skywalker and screamed in horror... That really scared Anakin for the rest of his life.
Ahsoka Tano was shocked in two things just now: That nightmare/ terror that recently happened and the fact Skyguy was there with her. She looked softy into Anakin's eyes in a comfort way as her breathing began to come back to its state. Anakin quickly came to tightly hugged Ahsoka in a comfortable position on the futon. He breathed to her cheek, "Shhhhh... It was only a nightmare Snips."
" Master— It was real...!" Ahsoka hiccuped/cried onto Anakin's shoulder as she returned the hug tightly. Her hands clenched over his shirt as she cried harder in pain. A tear came running down her tanned cheek and across her tribal mark on it.
Anakin whispered, " Shhh...It's not real... I'm not going to make it happen in this real life, Ahsoka." His lips ran over her warm cheek and caught the salty tear. That's when he pulled her into a softer embrace as she melted in his arms.
"Yes... Thank you." ,replied Ahsoka as she pulled away from their embrace as they both sat up on her futon. Anakin and herself were still close to each other, yet they also kept their eyes locked on each other in return.
" H-How long have you been here?" ,Ahsoka asked as she blushed and looked away ;but look back at Anakin with confidence.
Anakin smiled, " Just now... I came home and saw you asleep on the table. I shook you while you were asleep so that you could go to your room. In return you punched my stomach and slapped my hand— hard... Look." He lifted up his shirt and pointed at the purplish and blue ,fist-size bruised, and toned lower stomach (but slightly beside his navel.) Ahsoka's jaw dropped as her face lit in shades of pink and embarrassment. Anakin laughed hard afterwards.
She apologized," I'm... So sorry."
"It's fine Snips... You seem very physical in your sleep little one. Make sure you are careful next time."
" I've been told that Skyguy. Yes I will be."
" Hmm Hmp."
" Hey Master...?", she asked.
" ...Hmmm?"
"Did I do anything else in my sleep?"
" No. Only that you abused me and your night terror. Otherwise, you were fine to me." ,yawned Anakin as he strech his arms backwards. He lied about her talking in her sleep.
" So dramatic in your choice of words... "
He smiled and chuckled," I know... At lease I don't have a dramatic teen attitude like you Snips."
"J-Jerk..." hissed Ahsoka as she crossed her arms over to her chest. She smiled afterwards.
" Don't we all... That is?" ,chuckled Anakin as he ruffled his hair.
" That is true.", Ahsoka teased as she slightly punched his stomach— leaving Anakin grunting in pain and Ahsoka waving her hands soon after.
" I'm really tired..." ,Ahsoka yawned as she was still in her long plaid pajama pants and a lose t-shirt. She streched her arms inwards and closed her eyes slowly still sitting up with her Master.
"Well goodnight..." ,Anakin yawned as he took off his dark red shirt and swung it across Ahsoka's room, and leaving himself in a black night tank underneath. It was tighten around his toned muscular chest as he pulled the covers over himself ( The sheets and blankets were also around Ahsoka.), and turned to the opposite side of the Padawan. Ahsoka's jaw dropped in horror as she realized what just happen now.
She screeched as she leaned over to Anakin, "What are you doing, Skyguy? Early around three A.M. and I don't have time for this!"
"Hmmm..?" , hummed the Skywalker as he peeped over his messy, wavy, and brown hair/head to Ahsoka— who apparently had a problem with this situation. It did seem a little... Inappropriate at the matter. Besides, his room was right across from her's!
Ahsoka yelled, " First off! Your room is right across from mine and you could just walk over to yours. Second, you swung your darn shirt across my room...A-And Third—"
Suddenly, Anakin grabbed Ahsoka's bare bisceps firmly; and yet she squealed loudly. He tugged the sheets around her and brought the teenager down to him. Ahsoka landed roughly on Anakin's chest with her hands rested on his shoulders. Her whole face was the color of darker shades of red. She wanted to speak, but was cut off by Anakin's 'shhhhh' sounds.
"Just... Let's go to sleep now.", mumbled Anakin as he held Ahsoka tighter.
Ahsoka blushed hard in return but smiled softly," Whatever you say Anakin." At that moment, it send chills to Anakin's spine. The way Ahsoka said his name, it always made his come undone by her voice.
" hmmmm Hmp."
He wrapped his hands around her shoulder and waist, finally content with his head on her other shoulder. His eyes closed softly and breathed in Ahsoka's sweet scent. At first, she struggled... But then laid still. She returned in, by wrapping arms around his back shyly. There were no words needed for both of them. They were tired yet they found peace in the end of their night. Or morning we could say.
To be Coninued...
Author's Meaningless Notes:
Oh my XD Some Anisoka action in this Chapter. Also I am continuing to write ' I am the Wind to You Sails' Please be patient with me y'all! ._. Also I might write a epilogue for this story, and I am guessing y'all know what the scene is gonna be honhonhon~! I also realize that all my ships are five to six year age gaps. Man why BRUH XD
Im hoping that next chapter Ahsoka is gonna explain her dream and her thoughts of Anakin. I'm trying to keep that build-up with these two. I want to balance the romantic scences and actually story plot. But that's what the story means— 'I don't Love you, But I always will ' meaning that sometimes lovers don't always end up together. So When ever I think about Anisoka, I see them as a couple/friendship ship. Love comes in many different forms, so I believe that every relationship has a meaning like that.
As always, thank you so much for reading, favoriting, and following! Very blessed beyond words so farewell! Until Next Time :]