POV: Ahsoka Tano

I glanced up at Master Skywalker as he was flying through the crowded air flights. He swore under his breath after getting cut off three times. Once, he'd actually gone off on someone who came close to hitting us.

If his anger towards me in the dorm was bad, this was worse. He finally landed in the market and I sighed. "What was the sigh for?"

I looked at him again and bit my lip. "Sorry."

"I know," he whispered. "I'm a terrible pilot when it comes to dealing with people in this city, but I'm not that bad, Ahsoka."

"I know, Master. I never said you were a bad person."

He smiled and it took my breath away. "I'll try to limit the profanities next time. I'm supposed to set an example for you. Just… don't tell Obi-Wan about it, all right?"

"I promise."

After a few moments of sitting in the speeder, we got out. I'd waited patiently for him to cool off and he'd done just that. We started walking through the half crowded streets of upper Coruscant. "Stay close to me, Ahsoka."

"Why?" I asked, curious. Of course I'd stay close to him. Where else could I go?

"We may be in the upper level, but there's just as much scum here as there is in the under city."

He led me into a very elegant shop. The clothes looked very expensive. "Master –"

"Just get what you want and meet me at the counter in twenty minutes."

"How much am I allowed to spend?"

"As much as you want. I've got enough to buy the whole place if you're that concerned. Just have fun and get some things that you really like."

"Does it have to be something I can fight in?"

He shook his head. "No. You can get an outfit if you'd like, but just get something to sleep in or something comfortable…" he trailed off, getting a bit nervous. "Just find some nice clothes you can wear for any occasion. I'm going to do a bit of… looking for myself, so I'll be around."

I chuckled. "You shop?"

He walked away from me, muttering, "Twenty minutes, Ahsoka."

I rolled my eyes and began to walk around, looking at all of the nice dresses and outfits. There were a few things I needed. For instance, I needed new boots. The ones I had on were worn out beyond repair from all of the trainings I'd done as a youngling.

I found some maroon boots with a matching skirt and tube top. "You a Jedi?"

I turned around after hearing a masculine voice. A Rodian was staring at me with bug eyes. "No."

"What's this?" he asked, reaching behind my montrals to lift my Padawan braid. I bit my lip and became a little frightened.

"It's something my mother gave me when I was younger," I said quickly, turning away again.

He yanked on my rear lek and held me against his chest. A blaster was aimed at my montrals. "You'd make a wonderful servant for my buddy. How good do you dance?"

I threw my arm back, attempting to jab him with my elbow, but he pinned my arm behind my back. "Help!" I screamed. His arm with the blaster wound around my neck and I couldn't breathe.

A gust of wind blew past me and my breath came back in a rush. I fell to my hands and knees. I coughed for a moment, fingers loosely around my neck. I turned around to see my Master, his anger boiling. The blaster had been completely smashed and the man looked pretty beat up.

"Leave her alone," he growled.

"I-I-I knew you were a J-Jedi!"

I felt like his anger was getting out of control. He was going down a path that I didn't want him to follow. An extreme amount of the dark side was emanating from his being.

I got up and ran over to his crouched form. "Master –"

He got up and his eyes were a deep red coloring, sharp teeth were bared. "What in the –"

He turned away from me and sank his teeth into the man's neck. I screamed as a sucking sound began. He quickly pulled away and threw the Rodian to the ground. Again, I screamed. I spun around and began to run.

Another gust of wind blew past me and he was in front of me. He quickly grabbed me and sped into an alley. He pushed me against a wall and I began to breathe heavily. "Ahsoka, please, don't be afraid of me," he gasped. "I didn't mean to do that."

"What are you?"

"I'm your Mast –"

I screamed again and he put his flesh hand over my mouth. "Can you stop doing that?"

I closed my eyes and tears began to stream down my cheeks. If anything, I was more afraid of him than I had been of the Rodian.

His mechanical hand stroked the side of my face gently. "I'm not going to hurt you. I was trying to protect you and I lost it."

He slowly began to remove his hand from my mouth and I opened my eyes to stare into his. "I won't hurt you. I promise you that."

I opened my mouth to scream, but I felt like I was being strangled. He wasn't even touching my neck, so it wasn't like he was forcing me to remain silent. He looked so pained, almost to the point where I thought he was going to cry.

"Ahsoka, I'm going to make you forget."

"No!" I pleaded. "I don't want to experience this again!"

"I can't let you remember this. I'm sorry."

He stared into my eyes and I could see how intensely he was doing it.

My world melted away…

Later.

I groaned and stretched a little, feeling a carpeted floor. "Ahsoka, are you all right?" a deep voice asked.

I opened my eyes and saw my Master's concerned expression hovering above me. A bright light was above him. "What… what happened?"

"You passed out," he said slowly. "You were looking at one of the outfits and you just fainted. How are you feeling now?"

He helped me stand up a little, holding onto me as if I were going to fall again. I looked around me to see the shop. I remembered being brought here on a shopping spree. My head was spinning and began to ache. "My head hurts," I whispered, rubbing my temples.

"You hit your head pretty hard, Ahsoka. Do you want to go back to the temple?"

"I'll be fine," I said, shaking my head. "I think I'll just get one outfit for the moment."

He nodded. "Which one were you looking at?"

I glanced around and saw the maroon set. I pointed at it and his jaw dropped. "You want to wear that?"

"I have some leggings I could wear under the skirt, Master. I need clothes that are flexible so I don't get stuck on the battlefield."

He seemed to tense up beside me and I stared up at his face, seeing the indecisiveness. "Go get it."

"You don't seem like you want –"

"It's not my decision. Go get it if you want it."

I nodded and walked over to the area it was resting in. I grabbed the right size for both pieces and took the boots. I held everything in one arm and turned around to smack into his chest. "Geez. Close much?" I teased.

"Sorry," he muttered, growing flustered again. He turned a bit and stepped away from me slightly.

I put my hand on his back and stared up at him. I reached his shoulders, so I didn't have to look too far up. "Are you okay, Master? You're acting different."

"I'm fine. I'm just a little worried about you. You ate enough and yet you still fainted…"

"Don't worry, Master. I'm sure it was a onetime thing. I feel fine now." I wasn't lying to him. The pain in my head was finally beginning to wear off.

"I hope it was," he whispered, shuddering a bit.

I decided to push that out of my mind, not wanting to make him more uncomfortable with talking about this. He didn't seem to want to talk about a lot of things with me.

"Did you find anything you liked here?"

"Kind of, but it doesn't matter. I just want to make sure you're all right and that you got something nice."

"I'm fine and I got this. If I find something else, I'll let you know. Let's go find you something."

"We could just check out if you're –"

"Come on, Master." I grabbed his mechanical hand and dragged him towards his section of the shop. He didn't seem to appreciate the fact that I was holding his hand, but he didn't shrug away from me.

"Ahsoka, the things I need are probably going to make you –"

"You do realize that the youngling trainer was a male and that I had other males in my class, correct? I've seen a lot of things that have made me uncomfortable, Master. You're fine."

He stared at me, unsure. "If you make me uncomfortable, don't think that I won't return the favor," I teased.

He rolled his eyes and finally calmed down. He grabbed a few pairs of underwear, a couple undershirts, some deodorant, two bottles of hair gel, and two toothbrushes.

As he carried everything back to the feminine section, I laughed. "See? That wasn't so bad, now was it?"

He muttered something that I couldn't quite comprehend. I raised an eye marking and smirked. "Oh, hang on, Master. I need something else."

"Why do I have a bad feeling all of a sudden?"

"It's not so bad," I chuckled. I walked towards the feminine accessories and picked up a few undergarments for myself, grabbing a nightgown as well. I picked out a few matching sets and turned around to face him. "By the Force…" he trailed off, closing his eyes. "Are you done?"

"Hang on."

I walked towards the bathing items section and pulled down some things I could use to wash myself with during a shower later. I didn't want to use his. That would be… awkward, to say the least. I did, however, plan to figure out what kinds of soap he used.

"Now?"

"Yep."

He nodded and we walked over to the checkout counter. We set everything down and the woman stared at him like he was insane. She began to price everything and it all summed up to be about four hundred credits.

My jaw dropped as he handed them over without any hesitation. I looked up at him apologetically. Most of this had been my stuff.

He seemed distracted, but finally looked down at me. "What's wrong?"

I mouthed 'four hundred credits' to him and he smiled. "It's all right, Ahsoka. I want you to feel welcome. Nothing is too much. Now, if we went over four thousand credits, I might get a bit upset with you, but not very much."

The woman put everything into six bags and we exited the shop. He carried five of the six bags, not wanting me to do very much.

We got back into the speeder and he calmly flew us back to the temple.

This time, he took all of the bags, leaving me empty-handed. I sighed and rolled my eyes, hopping over the side of his speeder.

He walked into the temple and I ran to catch up with him. I stared up at his face and smiled. He looked a little happier and calmer. "What's up, Ahsoka?"

"Nothing much, Master. I just like to see you like this."

He chuckled. "Kiddo, you've only been here for a few hours. You've seen nothing yet."

"Are you happy with me or did I disappoint you?"

"Why would I be – well, I was a little upset with what you did earlier, but you said you'd never do it again. I'm not disappointed in you, Ahsoka. I'm completely happy with you. You're good company. I'm looking forward to seeing your skills when we train together."

I smiled at him. I just hoped he wouldn't hurt me too badly when we trained. I'd heard that he was really, really strong…