Update: December 29, 2013: Apologies for this being a short chapter.

Anakin Skywalker was slowly strolling the lower streets of Coruscant, contemplating if he was right in leaving the Temple. Obi-Wan was bound to be mad once he found that his Padawan was missing, but what choice did he have? Rules were made to be broken and Anakin Skywalker was a professional. Besides, what did it matter if he left for a few hours? He was going to come back after he was calm.

He continued walking down the busy corridors, stopping once and awhile to admire the variety of speeder parts that were for sale. If he had remembered to grab his credits, it was almost guaranteed that there would be a few more parts sitting in his room the second he returned. Unfortunately, he had no money and was forced to be a spectator more than a buyer. He made his way up to the higher levels and admired some beautiful classic speeders.

After about an hour, he realized that he should probably go back. That was, until he saw the Senate building gleaming in the distance. He hadn't seen his old friend in awhile. It would be a good way to get some things off his chest after the argument with Obi-Wan.

He had only been a Padawan for five years, and Obi-Wan treated him like he was only a youngling sitting in the crèche. At least Supreme Chancellor Palpatine didn't judge him. He had always told Anakin to go to him if he was in trouble or needed help. Right now, all he needed guidance and hopefully some pleasant conversation. He walked into the Senate building, going through the typical procedure and went up to the top floor. He showed his security pass to the Chancellor's personal guards and waited. He pondered for a moment on why their robes matched the carpet and if there was a personal decorator that decided these things.

"The Supreme Chancellor will see you now." One of them replied after a minute, breaking Anakin's thoughts.

Anakin nervously walked in, hoping that he wasn't disrupting anything truly important. But after he saw Palpatine's smiling face, he felt reassured. Palpatine got up from his desk and went to greet Anakin. He embraced him in a huge hug that felt very comforting, but it only made his anger rise more towards Obi-Wan for not being there for him like this. His Master never showed his emotions like this. That is, except for his disapproval. He showed a lot of that.

"Anakin, my boy. What a pleasant surprise. What can I do for you today?" Palpatine said while gesturing to a rather comfortable looking seat. He sat behind his desk, giving Anakin his undivided attention.

"I just need some advice. Someone that is close to me doesn't seem to trust me," He said as he sat down.

"I see… Do you trust them?" Palpatine had a good idea on who it was, but allowed the charade to continue so that he could learn more.

Anakin thought for a moment. "I don't know anymore. I use to but…"

"But what?"

"He's overly critical, never listens, and I feel… I feel like I shouldn't be his apprentice. I don't even think he wanted me. In fact, know he doesn't want me. I overheard him talking to Master Yoda. He wants to give up my training. He only took me because it was his Master's last wish," Anakin let his thoughts out, taking a deep breath afterwards.

"Anakin, this is a big problem. I'm no Jedi, but what would happen if you just confronted him and told him how you feel?" Palpatine smiled softly.

"Jedi don't talk about their feelings," Anakin mumbled, standing from his chair.

"Then I'm sorry Anakin. All I can offer is my advice," The smile turned into a frown as he stood and walked Anakin to the door.

"It's alright. Your presence was all I needed to think clearly," Anakin walked out, heading towards the Temple once again. 'What am I going to do now?'