Akep peoples, this story is going to go on a little longer than expected, so yay! I do enjoy love torturing Anakin! :) :) Shh...don't tell him that, though. :) Quick announcement: I'm pretty sure I said this yesterday, but I don't care. I made a forum called 'Jedi Training' and the link is on my profile, and it's a role play forum. You can be either a Padawan or a Master, your choice! :) You can also play as Anakin, Obi-wan, Kit Fisto, etc., but you need to pass an audition to play as them. More info is on the forum. :) I know that there are probably tons of other forums like these, and I didn't even know about it until after I made the forum so if anyone thinks that I somehow stole someone's idea, I didn't mean to intentionally. I'm serious. So sorry if some of you are offended...! :( But please join...please. :) *hopeful smile* This is my very first forum and I want it to be a success so ah...yeah. :) Okay, my rambling is done. Now, let's go on to the chapter!

Anakin—

I blinked my eyes open, feeling unusually light and woozy.

I looked up and saw Obi-wan and Ahsoka's face swimming above me.

I smiled and mumbled, "Hello." Ahsoka bit her lip and she says, "Are you okay?" I tilted my head to the size and said, "Why wouldn't I be okay? I feel fine!" I tossed my arms in the air and Ahsoka flinched. Obi-wan swallowed and said, "Anakin, hold on. A healer is coming so—"

I thrashed around and said in a loud voice, "I DON'T WANT A HEALER!" Ahsoka winced and said, "Anakin, calm down."

I blinked and looked up at Ahsoka's face. I narrowed my eyes at her and murmured, "Your face is pink." Ahsoka raised an eye marking. "Er…what?" She asks. I smiled and pointed at her. "Your face is pink." I repeated and Ahsoka slapped her forehead.

"Where is the healer?" I heard her whisper to Obi-wan.

I sat up and began screaming, "I DON'T WANT A HELAER!"

I tried to get out of bed but Obi-wan pushed me back. "Anakin, just wait, okay?" He says in a gentle voice.

I fought against him and Ahsoka grabbed my arms. "It's fine…" Ahsoka said softly, echoing Obi-wan's soothing tone.

I felt my muscles relax and closed my eyes. "I don't want a healer." I murmured. "I don't need it."

I heard Obi-wan chuckle quietly. "Of course you don't, Anakin." He says.

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I felt goose bumps run up and down my flesh and shivered. Why was I so cold?

I felt around for a blanket but didn't find any. I curled into a ball and shook, trying to get warmth going through my body.

Where was the blasted blanket?!

I opened my eyes and sat up, looking around myself.

Obi-wan and Ahsoka were sitting next to me, their heads lolled over the chairs that they sat in. I couldn't help but to smirk at their position. They were both asleep, and it was obvious that they have been waiting for me to wake up.

I poked them and they didn't wake up. I chuckled lightly under my breath but stopped when sudden memories dove at me.

"I feel FINE! Whoo!"

"I DON'T WANT A HEALER!"

"Your face is pink."

I bit my lip and hissed in embarrassment.

'I am never going to live that down.' I thought as I reopened my eyes. I stretched my arms hesitantly and rested back in bed, still shaking from the cold.

I sneezed into my cupped hands and sighed sadly.

Out of all the days I was miserable and feeling crummy, this had to be the worst.

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I awoke when I felt a hand rubbing my goose bumps and looked up to face Ahsoka. She was giving me a gentle smile and said, "You were shivering."

"I was cold." I replied. Ahsoka sighed. "Sorry, Anakin, but we needed to get your fever down." She says quietly and I moaned, turning over to bury my face in the pillow.

"Quit being such a baby, Master." Ahsoka said lightly. I coughed into my arm and looked up at her. She smirked and asks, "What color is my face?"

I blinked and felt a flush creeping up to my face, and it had nothing to do with the fever. "It's reddish-orange, as usual." I mumbled. Ahsoka grinned. "That's nice to hear." She says and I managed to toss my pillow at her.

"Hey!" Ahsoka says, laughing and gave me back my pillow. "You don't need to be so grumpy about it." I glared at her and stuck out my tongue.

"Is Anakin awake?" Obi-wan mumbles, his eyes flickering open. "Yes, he is." Ahsoka replied. Obi-wan moaned and rubbed his eyelids and then looked over to me.

"Anakin, are you feeling better?" He asks. I shrugged and Obi-wan put his hand over my forehead. I tried twisting away but he held me steady. He frowned and stood back up. "Well, it's better than last time." He says, sighing.

I clawed downwards for a blanket and then stopped, remembering what Ahsoka had told me. "I want a blanket. I'm cold." I whined and Obi-wan rolled his eyes at me. "Anakin, we need to get your fever down, remember?" He says patiently and I pouted at him.

"Please…?" I ask beseechingly but my former master shook his head. "Get some rest, Anakin." He said simply and walked out of the room.

I moaned and stuffed my face in the pillow again. "Stupid old man." I grumbled and Ahsoka smacked my back lightly. "Don't be so mean." She chides. "Master Kenobi is right half the time."

I looked up to glare at her and she smirked at me. I sat up and begin rubbing my eyes wearily. "I hate this." I mumbled and Ahsoka raised an eye marking. "You would be weird if you actually did enjoy being sick." She says, crossing her arms.

I coughed into my arm and Ahsoka patted my back worriedly. I swallowed and mumbled, "I'm thirsty." Ahsoka nodded and filled a cup with water and handed it over to me. I took it gratefully and drank it down. I handed the cup back to her and slumped back into bed.

"Anakin, I have to go now." Ahsoka whispers. I reached out my arms pleadingly. "No, don't go." I said weakly. Ahsoka squeezed my hand and said, "I'll be back."

With that, she stood up and walked out of the room.

I closed my eyes, disappointed and fell asleep.

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I awoke suddenly, and sat up straight to face the intruder.

My wife, Padmé Admidala, was sitting next to me with a gentle yet concerned smile. "You had to get yourself sick again, didn't you, Ani?" She says teasingly and I blinked.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered. "I thought that senators weren't allowed in the Temple."

Padmé shrugged. "They allowed me in. After all, I am a good friend of yours." She says, laughing lightly. I smiled and Padmé smoothed out my hair with her hand. "You feeling better?" She asks quietly. "I am now." I said softly and she whispered, "I would kiss you right now if you weren't sick." I smirked. "That's nice." I said, pretending to sound hurt.

Padmé smiled and kissed my cheek. "That will have to do, okay?" She says, squeezing my hand. "Okay." I said in a small voice.

"Good." Padmé said and let go of my hand.

"Hey, is Anakin awake?" I heard Ahsoka's voice coming from outside of the room and I winced. Padmé quickly leaned back and calls, "Yes, he is!"

Ahsoka ran in, relief shining through her eyes and said, "Finally!" I smirked at her before coughing into my arm. Padmé and Ahsoka exchanged worried glances until I put up a hand. "I'm fine." I said as I sat up. "The healers are saying that I'll get better…probably by tomorrow if I really rest."

Ahsoka raised an eye marking. "Don't lie, Skyguy. I can ask the healers right now if I want." She says, glaring at me. I sighed and rubbed my temples. "Did I miss anything?" I asked, changing the subject.

Ahsoka shrugged. "Nothing much. R2 has been bored out of his mind and half of the Council is away on important missions." She grimaced and then shrugged again. "I had to help out a couple younglings who lost their training sabers." She says, rubbing the back of her neck wearily.

I smirked. "Not so fun being the teacher, right?" I say and Ahsoka glared at me. "Well, at least they don't whine as much as you do." She says and I stuck my tongue out at her. Padmé stifled a giggle and she stood up. "It was nice seeing you, Anakin. You too, Ahsoka." She says and left the room.

I sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "So, what else happened?" I asked Ahsoka. She shrugged and said, "Lux visited me today."

I felt a cold feeling creep over me as I raised an eyebrow. "Lux?" I asked icily and Ahsoka nodded. "Don't worry, Master, he was just being his usual friendly self." She says, waving a hand dismissively. I narrowed my eyes at her. "Ahsoka…are you really sure about that?" I asked suspiciously and Ahsoka put her hands on her hips, glaring at me.

"You shouldn't be talking, Anakin." She snapped. "Trust me, Lux isn't the only senator who has a Jedi friend." I felt a blush creep up to my cheeks and asked, "What are you talking about?" Ahsoka raised an eye marking. "Hm, let's see…Padmé? Anakin, she's my friend too, I know more than you think." She said coyly and I sat up.

"Ahsoka, stop it. You can't just…she's a friend!" I sputtered and stopped abruptly as a coughing fit overtook me. Ahsoka looked at me, alarmed and pounded my back. I retched and Ahsoka coiled back, grimacing.

"I'm fine." I muttered weakly and Ahsoka bit her lip. "I'm gonna make you some tea or something. That's good for coughs and stuff, right?" She says and I narrowed my eyes at her. She shrugged and walked over to a small kitchen that was connected on the other side of the hall.

"Now, to make tea for a cranky and sick Anakin Skywalker…" I heard her mumble and I shouted in a weak voice, "I can hear you!"

Ahsoka turned to look at me and she smiled mischievously. "I know!" She calls back.

I moaned and rolled my eyes, lying back in bed.

"Don't be so pathetic, Anakin." Ahsoka says loftily as she walked back into the room. "You'll get over it soon." I pouted and protested, "I said that a while ago and you called me a liar!" Ahsoka handed me the mug and sat down next to me. "I only said that because whenever you say something, it's usually exaggerated."

I opened my mouth to snap a retort but doubled over coughing instead.

"Yeesh…" Ahsoka mutters and puts away the mug to safety and patted my back. "Easy, now." She says gently and I swallowed, finally catching my breath.

Ahsoka handed me the steaming mug and said, "You might want to drink it slowly. I can't ever be sure if it's burning or not."

I nodded gratefully and took a sip of the drink. Warmth spread throughout my body and I managed to say, "Thanks."

Ahsoka nodded, smiling and she waited patiently for me to drain the mug. "Maybe I'm not so bad of a healer myself, huh?" Ahsoka says with a smirk on her face as she took the cup away from me. I rolled my eyes at her and said, "Don't be so cocky, Snips."

Ahsoka put her hands on her hips and replied, "I learn from the best, Skyguy."

I chuckled and rested my head on a pillow, falling once more into sleep.

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A/N: I know, slightly cheesy ending to the chapter, but don't worry, there is more to come! :) Please review and stuff 'cause more reviews=more strength to continue da story. :) Luv ya bunches! See ya next time!