Hey doods! So, I know that I haven't been updating...I've been real busy with schoolwork and I just got so distracted that I stopped writing for a while...now THAT's a tragedy. *gulps* But today, I kind of temporarily snapped out of the funk and was like, "Da hell?! I forgot to update the song fics!" But...I'm back for the time being! Now, the next song after this chapter is supposed to be 'Never Grow Up' and I've been wondering whether to do it with Anakin watching Ahsoka growing up, (it won't be an Anisoka-just a brother/sister pairing...) or my OC, Cadena watching her son for the short time she's still alive grow up and begin wishing that he won't ever...anyways, I couldn't decide between the two, especially since not all of my readers know about Cadena and her story in the Clone Wars...so please shoot me a PM, or write your answer/opinion in the review! (And please review-more reviews gives me more strength to write these!)

Song Story of Us

Padmé Admidala—

I used to think one day I'd tell the story of us, how we met and sparks flew instantly…and people would say that we're the lucky ones! I used to know my place was the spot next to you and now I'm searching the room for an empty seat 'cause lately I don't even know what mood you're in…

I walked briskly into the large, open room and began to head up the podium to deliver my speech. The familiar sense of anxiety settled over me and I automatically began thinking about how Anakin would be here to support me if it wasn't for the fight that we had over three months ago.

Oh, a simple complication, miscommunications lead to fall out. So many things that I wish you knew, so many walls up I can't break through!

My voice shook slightly as I gripped the edges of the moving podium and kept on a confident smile, but my mind wasn't focused on the people of Naboo as it should be. Instead—kriff it—it was wandering towards the incident that I had with Anakin all those months ago. A simple message delivered incorrectly, a small slip of the tongue can cause so many problems.

This, I knew too well.

Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking. And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me! I don't know what to say since the twist of fate when it all went down. And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now…

The hairs on the back of my neck bristled and my eyes began scanning the room. I wasn't Force-sensitive, I knew that for sure, but I could always tell when Anakin and I were in the same room—it had become a habit just from being with him for so long.

I continued with my speech, trying to make eye contact with all of my fellow senators and I saw a couple of my supporting friends give me reassuring smiles. I tried my best to smile back but it faltered for a quick second.

How could one feel so lonely when surrounded by so many friends?

Next chapter—how we'd end up this way? See me nervously saying my speech and trying to look busy. And you're doing your best to ignore me.

My eyes finally caught onto Anakin's structure leaning against a door and I quickly turned away, a flush creeping onto my cheeks. I knew that Anakin was very much well aware that I was the one delivering the speech but he was trying hard to act as though he didn't care.

I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us. How I was losing my mind when I saw you here but you held onto your pride like you should've held me!

Anakin and my eyes locked onto each other's at last and though I kept talking, I felt panic rising in my heart and mind. I couldn't believe that he was actually here with me. Why was he still here with me? Why couldn't he just have said something?

We held our gaze for a full minute and Anakin breaks away at last, turning to say something in a guard's ear.

Oh, I'm scared to see the ending, why are we pretending this is nothing? I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how! I've never heard silence quite this loud!

I finished my speech at last and for a while, no one spoke. It didn't matter. My heart was pounding loudly in my ears and the tense silence between everyone didn't make things any better.

In everyone else's eyes, the silence must have been between them and me.

In my eyes, the silence was between Anakin and me.

Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking! And I'm dying to know if it's killing you like it's killing me and I don't know what to say since the twist of fate when it all broke down…and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now!

The room burst into applause and cheers and I gave a grateful, triumphant smile towards all of the supporters and citizens that were no doubt watching me on the HoloNet or some sort of news broadcast. I could almost feel normal until I finally see Anakin's eyes through the midst of all of the excitement.

My pod slowly makes its way back to the station.

This is looking like a contest to see who can act like they care less. But I liked it better when you were on my side. The battle is in your hands now but I would lay my words down if you said you'd rather love than fight.

Anakin Skywalker—always a soldier, always some sort of general to everyone else in the war but to me, he was so much more and he knew that.

I swallowed and looked up at him. We were both dangerously close and at last, Anakin's eyes flitted down to mine.

So many things that you wish I knew but the story of us might be ending soon!

"Padmé, I—" Anakin starts, his hand extended towards me.

"Yes?" I asked hopefully.

Suddenly, a louder cheer comes from the room and a guard says, "You are to leave immediately, Senator Admidala."

I felt disappointment creep into my heart and sadness began to plague Anakin's own eyes. He withdrew, his hand limply to his side.

Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking! And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me and I don't know what to say since the twist of fate 'cause we're going down and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now!

My fellow senators automatically cluttered around me, blocking my path from Anakin and I managed to give small smiles and nods of thanks to them for the support. But inside, I could already feel the familiar heart-wrenching sense that Anakin's eyes were trained on my back, my thoughts echoing his.

And we're not speaking! And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me! I don't know what to say since the twist of fate 'cause we're going down and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

The End.

I took one final look at Anakin as I walked into the turbo lift with my friends and with a soft "goodbye", the doors closed.