POV: Ahsoka Tano

Once Master Skywalker was gone, Master Kenobi turned to face me. My Master had banged up this man's face horribly with his mechanical right hand. "Ahsoka, you've opened yourself up to him?"

"Yes."

"Has he done anything to force you to speak? Everything you can be used against him if it comes to that."

"He's done nothing to hurt me. He's an amazing and caring Master. Why do you think so badly of him? If he hadn't chosen me –" I stopped, realizing that I was about to give myself away. The only person that I ever wanted to willingly share my secrets with was Master Skywalker.

"If he hadn't chosen you…?"

I shook my head. "Never mind."

"Ahsoka, I want to know everything."

"That's none of your business, Master."

"Anakin is my business, little one. What would have –?"

"I apologize for acting like this, but it's none of your kriffing business!" I shouted. "He can take care of himself."

"Can he take care of you?"

I felt my anger boiling. "Why do you think Master Skywalker is incapable of watching over me? All he's done is let me know that he cares about me. Is that a crime?"

"Of course not."

"Then this conversation is finished."

"Ahsoka, wait!"

He gripped my shoulder roughly and it took everything in me to control the scream that wanted to escape my lips. I carefully slid through the Force, sending a wave of panic towards my Master. I needed him.

Master Kenobi spun me around harshly, glaring. His grip on my shoulder tightened. "This isn't over until you tell me what's wrong with you both."

I whimpered, closing my eyes. All of a sudden, the grip was removed and a low growl erupted from behind me. I opened my eyes to see Master Kenobi about a meter in the air. My Master's arm wound around my waist protectively.

He threw Master Kenobi back against the far wall. "Stay the hell away from her."

I fearfully stared up at him. He looked and felt angry, his clenched teeth scaring me. I felt his fingers dig into my side as he held me. I felt his heart beating quickly, but if I wasn't sure if it was because of the drug or his need to protect me.

Master Kenobi stood up. "Anakin, I didn't mean to scare her."

"You did more than kriffing scare her! What were you going to do to her?"

"Master, please…" I begged.

"Why is she so afraid?"

"Force damn you, you mother –"

I pushed him backwards. "Stop it!"

I placed my hand on his chest, hovering over his heart. I stared at him, silently pleading him to take me back to the dorm and hold me.

He turned quickly and angrily, taking me with him. We walked out of the medbay and began heading back to the dorm. "Anakin, we need to talk!"

I watched him cautiously. His lips were trembling. He raised his other hand, lowering four of the five gloved fingers. "Bastard…" he muttered.

My fear built up to the point that I began to cry. We entered the dorm and he slammed my back against the door, kissing me fiercely. I cried out a little because he was causing me a bit of pain.

He pulled away, looking pained as well. "I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice shaking.

I quickly pulled him against me, rubbing his back. "Relax, Master." He was beginning to shake uncontrollably. His hands were balled up into fists, clenching and unclenching.

"Did he do anything to you?"

"No," I whispered, pulling my hands back to rest on his chest. "He just scared me a little…"

His eyes left mine, traveling down to my shoulder. "What's that?" he asked, his voice barely audible. I saw a small bruise forming.

"Master –"

"Damn it!" he cried out angrily, slamming his mechanical fist into the wall beside me. "I'm going to kill him!"

I shoved him backwards, pushing him to the floor. I had my legs on either side of his body and lay down on his chest. He took one of my hands, intertwining our fingers. "Master, please…" I whispered. "I can't see you violent again. You saw how I reacted the first time…"

He closed his eyes, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself. I stared up at him until his eyes opened. "I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

He let his emotional barrier down so I could feel everything instead of a few emotions. I felt his pain, his sadness, but there was no anger. "Believe me now?"

I nodded slowly. His wave of emotions vanished into himself. "Why are you so sad?"

"I don't want to talk about it…" he said, looking away.

"Okay." I reached up to trace his cheekbone. I rubbed myself over him and a shiver ran through him.

"I just calmed down, Snips," he said, frustrated.

I pushed myself off of him and walked over to my bed, lying down. "Don't be like that," he muttered, struggling to get up.

He walked towards me, sitting in front of my legs. "You know I love you, but I want the first time to be good – perfect even – for you. I'm here to please you."

"I don't want a strictly physical relationship with you."

He began to rub my hip. "So… you actually want to be with me?"

"Yes."

He smiled, his eyes lighting up. I sat up a little and pulled him on top of me. "Want to be my boyfriend?" I asked, giggling. I brushed his hair out of his face to see his beautiful blue eyes. My other hand ran over his soft lips.

"I'd love to be your… boyfriend," he chuckled, pressing his lower half down on me. "Since this is official, I feel the need to allow you to call me by my first name rather than my title."

"I can't call you Master?"

He shrugged. "You could if you wanted to."

"Anakin," I laughed, testing his name. "Mm… Anakin…"

He smirked when I licked my lips. "I like the way you sound when you say my name. It…" he laughed. "It turns me on."

"Say my name."

He smiled. "Ahsoka," he whispered slowly.

My body got excited and Anakin realized it. He said my name again in the same way he did a moment ago. He rubbed his front against my entrance. "Anakin, can we just do it now?"

He made a sound, denying me. "Not yet."

I sighed, frowning at him. "Snips, we haven't sparred in a while."

I raised my eye markings at him. "You want to spar instead of make love to me?"

"I'm waiting for the right moment before we do anything."

He backed up, pulling me with him. "Come on. We can't stay in here all the time."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine."

I pulled our lightsabers into my hands, giving him his. "Race you there?" he asked, raising his eyebrow slightly to give me an adorable look that I couldn't resist.

"You're on."

We dashed out of the room and down the countless hallways, sprinting past younglings and Knights. A few younglings sneered at my happiness and the fact that I was Anakin's Padawan.

Before I realized it, I was forced down onto the hard floor, crushing my arm beneath me. I cried out, clutching the arm. Anakin's hands were on me, searching for a serious injury. After checking me out, he was gone. "Get the hell back here!" he shouted.

I got up slowly, cradling my arm against my chest. I looked down the hallway and didn't see him or anyone else.

Rough hands pulled my back, covering my mouth. I was pulled into a dark room and shoved against a wall. I felt hands roam my body while others tugged on my lekku. "Where's your Master now, huh?"

That voice…

I tried to cry out, but there was nothing I could do. I closed my eyes as two hands unhooked my tube top, tossing it aside. Those same hands grabbed my breasts, moving the light fabric of my bra so they could feel my skin. I frantically tried to send another wave of panic out to Anakin. I wasn't even sure if it went through.

My lekku were being scratched and pulled. Tears rolled down my face as my skin was rubbed. Someone else pulled my leggings and skirt down, slowly tracing the waistline of my underwear. I screamed for Anakin in my head, my fear and despair beginning to overwhelm me.

The thin fabric was being pulled down and a hand began to slide over my lower area. The other hands were roughly feeling my upper body, sending shivers up my spine.

I heard a loud crash and opened my eyes. I saw a tall, blurred figure standing in the doorway, but I felt him. I began to shake as the boys released me. I felt an immense force of fury and saw the younger boys fly backwards. I slid down to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest, holding my head in my hands.

"You're lucky I don't kill you all right this moment," he growled. His voice sounded… dark. "Get out!"

I heard footsteps quickly exit the room, but two heavy footsteps sounded the clearest as they neared me. I jumped into his arms as he knelt in front of me. "Anakin…" I whispered.

He gently stroked my rear lek. "I'm here. I'm here," he whispered. "That little bastard tricked me…"

"It's not your fault…" I gasped through my tears. "You didn't think –"

"Exactly! I didn't think! I should have been able to see this!" he shouted.

I pulled his face closer to me, kissing him slowly. I put my trembling hands on either side of his face, closing my eyes. I felt him pull my tube top into his hands and wrap it around me, hooking it up behind me. He slowly pulled me into a standing position without breaking the kiss. I admired him so much more as he pulled my leggings and skirt up, covering me up.

I pulled back slowly to stare up into his eyes. "I love you."

His shaking hand lifted to stroke my cheek. "I love you, too."

I wrapped my arm around his neck and he gently lifted the other arm. "Do you want me to take you to the medbay?"

"No," I said quickly. "It doesn't hurt that bad. I just want you to hold me."

He smiled weakly, wrapping his arms around me, clasping his hands behind my back. "That's something I can definitely do for you."

I buried my face into his chest, smiling against the warmth emanating from his body. He held my hand at his side, rubbing the back of my hand. He breathed slowly and I loved the movements of his chest. "Why do they think they can still hurt me?" I whispered.

"You're innocent and vulnerable in their eyes."

I sighed, rubbing his chest. "We'll make you stronger," he promised. "There will be times when I can't be there to protect you. I don't want anything to happen to my little girl…"

"You make me sound like your daughter," I laughed.

He tensed. "That is not how I meant to say that. I –"

"I know, Anakin. Calm down. You're my…" I trailed off, lost. "I can't even say anything similar because you're the older one."

"Call me anything you want, sweetheart."

"I was going to call you my little boy, but that wouldn't make much sense."

He chuckled, kissing my montrals. "I am your little boy," he smiled. "I'm all yours."

I glanced up at him to smile. He ran his gloved fingers down the side of my face. "Anakin, I'm sorry for getting myself into –"

"This wasn't your fault. I wish I could have been here sooner, but this was not your fault." He kissed me passionately for a few moments, lightly tracing my rear lek's stripes. "And don't you even worry about them going after you again, Ahsoka. Once I get the Council involved, I'm sure they'll leave you alone."

"I hope so," I whispered against his chest.