nat13cat: It's ok ^^ I'm glad you're still following it. About Anakin..to be honest, I havent thought much about it. But since I havent mentioned anything about his sexuality, it's up to everyone's imagination

Mantineus: Indeed x)

Skywalker02: Yep. But hopefully he wont die. Hopefully...

I'm so sorry that I kept you all waiting! But the good thing is that this chapter is a bit longer than the previous ones at least


Hours later, in the middle of the night to be exact, when Anakin finally stepped over the threshold to his home, Obiwan's voice reached him from deeper into the apartment.

"Anakin? Is that you?" Anakin sighed at this and let R2 roll past him before closing the door behind them.

"No, it's an intruder", he replied sarcastically and started kicking his boot against the wall in a try to get all the dirt off. They were both practically grey from all the dust he'd been walking around in on Vanqor. He was starting to regret the rude answer but he was so tired and not in the best mood for stupid questions.

"How did it go?" came Obiwan's voice again, closer this time and Anakin stopped what he was doing to face him.

"Well..", he started. "The admiral is alive, and pretty ok for having survived that crash. We also found four troopers...but two of them were dead..", he leaned over to rest his tired body against the wall, seeing how this was developing into a conversation and he could as well make it was comfortable as possible for himself.

"That's mostly good news I guess", the older jedi replied.

"Yeah, but the strange thing is that they were both dead before the ship crashed..", Obiwan looked slightly concerned at this and he thoughtfully scratched at his beard.

"Hm, yes...", his eyes got a more serious look to them as he focused them on Anakin again. "This reminds me...There was an accident down at the medical center earlier..", he announced, studying the younger jedi for some kind of a reaction. And as suspected, Anakin did look a little surprised and his expression slowly changed into a concerned one.

"What kind of accident?" he pushed himself off the wall, a little more alert now. Could there have been a fire maybe? Or what was going on? Boba came to his mind of course. It was his biggest concern at the moment. But he wasnt given anymore time to think before his question was answered.

"Remember the cadet you brought here yesterday?" Obiwan asked and Anakin's whole body stiffened. Oh no...not that...He struggled to keep a cool facade, despite his inner chaos. He couldnt even start to imagine what had happened. But he immediately regretted going away for so many hours. Suddenly, Obiwan's voice interrupted his thinking again.

"Anakin?"

"Yes..?" he stared expectantly at his friend, slowly recovering from the stunned state that he was in. A second later, he realized what Obiwan meant. "Yes, I remember", he swallowed, feeling how time was passing by at a painfully slow rate as he awaited yet another answer.

"Are you alright?" Obiwan wondered and Anakin felt like he would go crazy if he didnt find out what was going on soon. He wanted to just grab Obiwan's arms and shake the answer out of him, but instead, he replied with a calm voice.

"I'm fine. Just tell me what's going on", he tried not to sound desperate but it was extremely hard to keep his emotions under control at this point. Obiwan gave him a slightly skeptical look before deciding to finally continue and Anakin's heart seemed to beat faster and faster for every word that he heard.

"Well, your little friend took the liberty to experiment with growth acceleration", Obiwan explained carefully, seeing how the younger jedi had reacted to his previous words. "They told me he had taken an overdose", the shock of these news hindered Anakin from forming a proper sentence or even uttering a word as a reply. But he didnt need to ask any more questions. It was obvious to him what Boba had tried to do and why. And there was only one person to blame for it. He could hardly remember the last time he had felt such guilt. He had rejected Boba and denied him a relationship. He had brought up more than one reason, but he specifically remembered them talking about his age. And now Boba was hurt because of him. Forcing himself to push all those thoughts aside for now, he addressed Obiwan again.

"..Is he..?" he managed to get out in a weak voice, afraid of the answer. But the older jedi just gave him a questioning look.

"Is he what?" Obiwan wondered, quite honestly, but it wasnt the answer Anakin had been waiting for. He felt frustration and anger welling up inside him, unable to keep up the calm, unbothered facade anymore.

"Damnit, Obiwan! Is he alive?" he found himself practically yelling at the other man. But he didnt care if he did, because all that mattered was to know if Boba was alright. There was a horrible pain gripping his heart as Obiwan opened his mouth again, seemingly a little surprised by the outburst.

"He's being treated at the intensive care unit. That's all I know", Anakin didnt take any time to thank Obiwan for the information, but turned and left through the door again, speeding up a little for every step that he took and he soon found himself running. He could hear Obiwan calling after him but ignored it.

During the elevator ride down to the fifth floor, all he could think of was how stupid he'd been. He was angry with himself for having left Boba alone. He should have been there with him. If he had, this would have never happened. But he couldnt ignore the fact that his missions were always first priority.

Waiting in there felt like an eternity and his heart was beating hard in pain, wishing nothing more than to be there with Boba, hoping for nothing more than for him to be alright. While running the back of his hand over his sweaty forehead, his eyes moved to the buttons panel. There were still a few floors to go. So very frustrating. It was almost driving him insane with worry and longing. ...Longing...So this meant that he was inlove? He couldnt deny that he was indeed feeling something, but he wasnt trying to either. A strange sensation overcame him at this realization, making him feel good, but at the same time it was saddening to remember that he was in fact a jedi. And a jedi wasnt allowed to love.

The elevator doors opened suddenly and his eyes traveled down the long, empty corridor before him before taking his first hesitating step out of the elevator. Everything was dark and silent. Not one single person could be spotted anywhere. But then again, it was still the middle of the night and many people were asleep. Far away at the end of the hallway, the sign above the medical center door was giving off a dim red light and Anakin had seen it many times before, but this was the first time he was looking at it with anxiety and fear. But he couldnt let his feelings stop him now, so with practiced ease, he pushed his fears aside for now and took a strong step forward, quickening his pace as he walked.

The place looked almost abandoned when he stepped over the threshold to the first room, but he didnt need any help to find the intensive care unit where Obiwan had claimed that they were treating Boba. He knew his way around perfectly well. Ward after ward was passed in dead silence until he finally reached his destination, where a couple of nurses seemed to be taking care of someone further down the room. It wasnt possible to see who it was though, because of the curtain hindering his view. His heart was starting an attempt to pound its way out of his chest as he moved closer to the this specific bed and he didnt even dare to let out the breath he had inhaled seconds ago. Slowly, slowly, he neared the two nurses, walking up behind them silently. He wasnt sure if he should feel relieved or not about the fact that it was a wounded clone trooper laying there before him and not Boba. But at least he allowed himself to exhale again.

"Excuse me", he addressed the closest nurse and waited for her to turn around and face him before he continued. "I'm looking for a cadet. His name is Lucky", at least that's what he assumed that Boba had said if anyone had asked. The woman looked thoughtful at first, but soon gestured for Anakin to follow her further down the ward. His heart began to pound in that uncomfortable way again.

"I'm afraid he wont be much of a company", she spoke suddenly, but Anakin didnt have a chance to ask what she meant before she continued. "He's not conscious at the moment, but we have stabilized his condition", a worried frown appeared on Anakin's face at this. So far, no one had let him know what effects the growth acceleration had to Boba and he was anxious to find out.

"...But he's ok, right?" he asked hesitatingly. Most of the beds they were passing were occupied by wounded soldiers and even a jedi here and there. He really didnt want to see Boba like that...

"He will be fine", the nurse replied while leading him around a corner and into a new ward that wasnt as crowded as the previous ones. It was almost the opposite. Very still and quiet. "I'm just surprised that his injuries arent worse due to what happened to him", she added, but Anakin didnt reply. All his attention was focused on trying to spot Boba somewhere in the room but all the beds were shielded by curtains and he nervously kept following the woman down the hallway. All the way to the end of it. So they had finally reached the right bed. His heart was beating out of control as they walked up to the one to their left and his whole body tensed and froze at the sight that met him.

What he was looking down at was a handsome young man. It was in stunned silence that he studied him. At first, he couldnt really get it into his head that this really was Boba, but he did recognize him. Those bangs and his face. However, his features had a stronger look to them now. His jaw was broader and his eyebrows were slightly thicker, but then he couldnt see much of his lower face due to the breathing mask covering his mouth. It made Anakin's stomach twist terribly and he felt sick at the sight of the bandages that were wrapped around Boba's left arm and most of his chest. But in between the sorrow and pain he was feeling, something else awakened deep inside him. A feeling of desire so strong that he felt like his chest could explode any minute. He didnt think that Boba could look any more beautiful than he'd already done, but apparently he was wrong. He couldnt deny that he was very attracted to the boy's new, masculine looks. Even so, he would have never wished for him to risk his life like this. Not for him. Not for anyone. When the nurse interrupted his deep thoughts suddenly, he realized that he had almost forgotten she was there.

"The bones in his arm are broken. And a couple of ribs as well", she informed. "His body was forced to grow at an unnatural pace, but luckily there seems to be no brain damages according to some tests that we ran earlier", Anakin just nodded at this, without taking his eyes off Boba. He didnt dare to open his mouth and reply, afraid that his voice would betray him.

"That name of his really suits him, you know", she was referring to his luck of course. Having cheated death or at least some serious injury. A bitter smile appeared on Anakin's tired face and he finally teared his eyes off Boba to glance at the nurse.

"Yeah...listen..Would you leave us alone for a moment?" the woman looked like if she had just realized that she was a third wheel and nodded quickly to confirm Anakin's request.

"Of course, sir", she almost seemed a little embarrassed when she turned to leave but Anakin didnt spend any time thinking about it. Instead, he turned all of his attention back to Boba as soon as they were alone. Yet another minute passed by where he was just staring, before he decided to get a chair and sit by the bed for a moment. He knew that that moment would eventually turn into hours as he couldnt see himself leaving Boba. He needed to be there for him, no matter what.

With his elbows resting on the edge of the bed, he buried his face in his hands and let out a long frustrated sigh. He couldnt believe this. All the strange things that had been going on for the last couple of days, but most of all he couldnt believe that Boba had done this to himself. There were alot of mixed emotions going through him at the moment, but the strongest one had to be guilt. It was all his fault that Boba was hurt. All he had wanted was his love and he had rejected him instantly. A poor, lonely boy who had no one... But it was also admirable. The risks that Boba had taken in order to help him and to earn his love. Very flattering.

Anakin peeked out at him in between his fingers before removing his hands from his face. His eyes went to the iv needle buried in Boba's hand and swallowed in an attempt to push back the feeling of tears that wanted to force their way out of him. Slowly, carefully, he reached out and grabbed the hand in his own. It was lifeless and cold, even against his clothed ones. When he gently stroked his thumb over the back of Boba's hand, as if it was a fragile little bird, his eyes moved to the bounty hunter's face and it was almost with a little anger that he spoke to him.

"Why..? Why would you do such a stupid thing?" he didnt expect any reply of course, but this was almost easier than if Boba had been awake. "I tried to protect you..", he muttered and lowered his eyes to their hands again. "And then you go and do something like this...", he looked Boba over properly now. His broad shoulders and chest. He had certainly become a beautiful young man. But he still had that cuteness to his face.

"I wish I could turn back time", he muttered again, mostly to himself since no one was there to listen to him. "I never got to tell you...", he started with regret clear in his voice and a slight frown appeared on his tired face. In silence, a bit absentmindedly, he stroked at Boba's fingers, one by one. He then let his own fingers slip in between Boba's carefully. They were a bit warmer now. "I never got to tell you how I feel..." he finished.

A loud noise further down the corridor made him suddenly become aware of the world around them. He was so tired. So exhausted. But he couldnt get himself to leave Boba. At least not yet. Right now, he couldnt care less about jedi rules or his love interest's allegiance. When he thought about it, him and Boba were very much the same. In some ways. They had both lost their only parent and they were both holding much pain inside them. It comforted Anakin to know that he wasnt alone.

He got a very tempting idea suddenly and turned his head to throw a glance out over the rest of the place before turning back to Boba. Just to make sure that no one was around. He then proceeded with removing the glove from his healthy arm and as he slowly reached the hand towards Boba's face, his heart rate began to increase rapidly. He recalled having touched him before, but never without gloves, and never in this way. The incredibly warming feeling that coursed through him the second his fingertips finally came in contact with Boba's soft cheek was stronger than he ever would have thought. The emotional over flood almost made him dizzy but he curiously continued to caress the smooth skin, completely absorbed by the cute man that it belonged to. He then let it travel further down to pull his fingers through the soft hair on Boba's neck.

His eyelids were slowly beginning to close suddenly and he realized that he was having a hard time trying to stay awake anymore. Maybe he could just rest his eyes for a little while. Here with Boba. Just a for a moment...While he allowed them to close, his upper body slowly leaned down until he was able to rest his head and arms on the bed next to Boba. So soft and warm and inviting. Eventually, he fell asleep.

Hours later, another presence came to join them but Anakin wasnt aware of it since he was deep into the land of dreams. The person studied the two boys with a slight curiosity. Anakin's hand was still holding Boba's in a secure grip as if someone would maybe come and try to break them apart an the other hand and arm were used as a pillow, tucked in under his cheek. It was a concerning sight, yet interesting. The person had decided to take a few steps closer and a hand landed on the sleeping jedi's shoulder.

"Anakin?" the hand shook him a little. "Anakin?" Slowly, the eyes fluttered open and a deep sigh escaped the waking jedi, but he didnt move at first. Only his eyes as they landed on the source of what had disturbed his sleep.

"Obiwan?" Anakin was confused at first but soon remembered where he was and he pushed away from the bed.

"Good morning", Obiwan greeted him and crossed his arms expectantly as his friend turned around to face him, but he was too tired to leave his place on the chair.

"What are you doing here?" Anakin wondered, wide awake suddenly. For how long had he been asleep? Was it really morning already?

"I could ask you the same thing", he countered with and threw a glance at Boba on the bed. The boy was still unconscious. Anakin lowered his eyes a bit, trying to think of a good explanation to be hanging out with a random clone trooper at the medical center, when he should have perhaps been doing other things. Well, this was embarrassing... However, before Anakin was able to come up with a good answer, Obiwan surprised him and gave him a minor shock.

"How is Boba doing?" he asked simply and Anakin just stared at him with widened eyes. At the realization that his chin was slowly dropping, he quickly closed his mouth again. What? What the hell? How did he know?

"...How did you know?" he spoke his thoughts, still shocked. And a bit surprised to see a small smile on Obiwan's face.

"I just put two and two together", he explained. "I know that ship belonged to Jango Fett and since our new prisoner insisted that this boy was Boba, I came to the conclusion that he was", their eyes met in silence for a long moment where Anakin didnt really know what to say or do. So Obiwan took the liberty to continue, but a little more serious this time.

"The ship also contained things that belonged to Jango, and I assume that Boba would be in possession of them now", he bored his eyes deep into Anakin's then. "But the big question is, why did you defend him?" Anakin knew a question like this would eventually come and he adapted a look of guilt at first, but his face soon changed into a more severe expression.

"It's a long story..", he said finally. It actually was but it wasnt an excuse not to tell the truth.

"I've got time to listen", Obiwan persisted. He wasnt going to let Anakin get away with this so easily. It was a serious matter. There was a bounty hunter in their base and Anakin was hiding his identity.

"I cant tell you", Anakin sighed and pulled a hand through his hair in frustration. Obiwan watched him, a little frustrated too. It was obvious that Anakin was caring for this boy in a way that he shouldnt.

"Not only are your feelings for this boy hindering your performance as a jedi, but he's also a bounty hunter", he scolded. His patience was beginning to run low now. "He's an enemy, Anakin", the look he received from the younger jedi then wasnt a pretty one.

"He's helped me. And he risked alot to do so", Anakin defended himself and a blush appeared on his face. Both from anger and from what the man had stated. "He's not my enemy." Obiwan let out a heavy sigh. Anakin was always so stubborn.

"Look..", he started a little more carefully this time, not wanting to aggravate Anakin even more. "There's nothing we can do about the situation at the moment. So I suggest that you go home and get some rest and some food, alright?" Anakin didnt answer right away but his eyes showed less anger than before. But he was still mad. Making a silent decision, he turned back to the bed and grabbed Boba's hand again in both of his. It seemed almost as if he was ignoring Obiwan at first.

"I'm staying here", he said with an emphasis that made clear that he didnt want to discuss it any further.

"Dont be stupid", Obiwan had hoped that the younger jedi would look up to meet his eyes again but he only seemed interested in Boba's hand.

"It's my fault that he's here", Anakin mumbled in return.

"You werent even here when it happened", Obiwan replied, a little confused at why he was blaming himself for the accident.

"But he did it because of me...", came a quiet reply. Anakin's voice seemed lower for every time that he spoke. "So that I would like him..", nothing more was said as he thought it explained it all and he closed his eyes again.

"I understand", Obiwan let out a defeated sigh. He couldnt help but wonder what had happened the last two days. Anakin had given him a pretty good summary of what they had been up to but he never told him anything about this. It was understandable he supposed. The idea of leaving came to him. It wasnt possible to try to reason with Anakin at the time anyway.

"Anakin?" he addressed him again. The younger jedi didnt turn to him or open his eyes but Obiwan knew that he was listening. "I suggest that you think this over carefully", Anakin didnt bother to reply, simply because he didnt want to. But he had a feeling that Obiwan wasnt expecting him to either. It wasnt until the sound of fading footsteps was almost gone that he opened his eyes again and they soon found Boba.

"Please come back to me", he begged quietly. "I dont want to lose you too..."

Time passed. Hours passed. The whole day passed before Boba finally awoke and had recovered enough to not be in need of any iv drip or breathing masks and Anakin hadnt missed a thing. He had been there all this time. Watching nervously as the nurses had treated Boba. It was painful to see how weak and numb he was. Just lying there, unmoving. And it was painful that he couldnt do anything to help. But when the nurses were finally done, Boba had fallen asleep and so, Anakin was yet again forced to wait. He did however manage to get the permission to move him up to the apartment. It hadnt been easy to convince any of the nurses. They were stubborn women. But in the end, he had succeeded, only after having promised them to look after him properly. All Boba needed now was rest really and Anakin was certain it was something he could do in his bed. It was probably more comfortable than any hospital beds anyway.


Boba's eyes opened slowly, but the bright light forced him to close them again. After having regained some new strength, he made a new attempt to open them. The room wasnt very light really. All lamps seemed turned off, but there was something telling him that it was either day or morning. The second thing that he took notice of was how his body was aching all over. It wasnt an unbearable pain but it still hurt a little bit. Blinking a few times, he came to focus his eyes on the white ceiling above and started wondering where they had taken him now. The last time he was awake was at the hospital. That's pretty much all he remembered from then. He also remembered taking those shots and the sudden pain it had caused him. He knew then that something was seriously wrong but he had no idea of what had happened after that. Only that he passed out. Actually...he did think he spotted Anakin once, but it was probably just his imagination.

Letting go of those thoughts for now, he concentrated on trying to figure out where he was instead. It looked like someone's bedroom. A wardrobe was positioned against the wall further down the room and some clothes were lying on the floor, close to the bed. What was he doing in someone's bedroom..? The covers slipped off his upper body as he started pushing himself up into a sitting position. What he hadnt expected was a searing pain suddenly spreading throughout his left arm and he noticed the bandages it was wrapped in. What the hell happened to him? He froze then as he sat up. His hands...they looked strange...These werent his hands...Shocked at the different look of both them and his arms, he dared to peek in under the covers and take a look at the rest of his body. Even though he was wearing pants, he could see that his legs and stomach did look different...more..masculine...With widened eyes, he stared at his hands again, turning them over and back again. Damn..it worked.

With his heart pounding hard inside his chest, he looked around the room in a desperate need for a mirror. But he didnt need to search for very long because one was hanging on the opposite wall. Despite being tired and weak, Boba stubbornly slipped off the bed and placed his feet on the surprisingly warm floor. Then with slightly unsteady steps, he moved across the room. But once he got used to it, he managed to walk properly again and he stopped close to the full size mirror, studying himself in wonder. It felt strange to be taller and he didnt really recognize his body. But he did recognize his face, except for the tiny details like his thicker eyebrows or stronger bone structure. He still thought he looked too cute though, but this would have to do.

There was something emotional coming over him so suddenly. Everything was so different. In only two days, his life had changed in so many ways. Both for the better and for the worse. But mostly for the better he decided. What bothered him the most was probably what he had done wrong to end up in the hospital...and then where Anakin could be...He got nervous at this thought, wondering what he would think of his new looks. A creaking sound reached his ears suddenly and he automatically turned his head to the closed door. Whoever made that noise could be on their way into this room at this very moment. Panicking, Boba quickly but quietly made his way back towards the bed, but was stopped when tripping over a pile of clothes on the floor. He would have ignored it and gone for the bed if it wasnt for a certain piece of blue fabric that caught his eye. While crouching carefully to look it over, he realized that he recognized it. It was the robe that belonged to Anakin, he was sure of it. Against his will, his cheeks turned red when realizing that this was probably the jedi's bedroom. It was heartwarming to know that he still seemed to care.

Anakin was bitterly staring out the window by the kitchen table. He hadnt gotten much sleep this night either, but alot more than the last one anyway. It had been hard to sleep when he didnt want to take his eyes off Boba. He had after all promised to watch over him until he was fully recovered, but even Anakin needed sleep once in a while. Slowly, his hand was limply grasping around the cup on the table. Its contents had gone cold some time ago but he didnt really care. All he cared about was for Boba to recover. Not even the beautiful sunrise impressed him very much today. He was mostly annoyed by it's blinding light. But a tiny bit of excitement entered him though, at the thought of having a cute guy in his bed.

"Anakin?" Obiwan's voice reached him from someplace else in the apartment and he tiredly got off the chair to meet his friend by the front door.

"Yes?" he yawned and leaned against the wall, watching as Obiwan was putting his robe and boots on.

"Are you really sure you're not coming?" the older jedi asked in that tone of voice that Anakin knew so well. Obiwan had given up his attempt at convincing Anakin that it was a bad idea to stay at home when you had more important things to do, but still didnt really want to let it go.

"I'm sure, Obiwan", he said for probably the fourth time this morning.

"This is important, Anakin."

"Boba is important", he persisted and the conversation was over as he turned and left for the kitchen again. He could hear the front door closing and decided to put the cup of cold tea away so that he could go and check on Boba again.

While standing slowly, Boba let the robe fall back onto the floor and his eyes went to the door again. No one had come in and he hadnt heard anything more from the other side either. There was a slight desire to go back and study himself in the mirror again, and so he gave into it. As soon as he found himself in front of it again, a thought popped into his mind. It was stupid, but he really wondered...He really wanted to know...Carefully, he lowered his hands to the pants he was wearing and curiously peeked down inside them. Yep...it was indeed bigger, he noted.

"Excuse me", Boba immediately let go of the fabric and spun around at the sound of Anakin's voice. The jedi had an amused grin plastered on his face as he watched the color of Boba's face changing into a deep shade of red. But the smile faded slowly as he stepped closer to the embarrassed bounty hunter.

"How are you feeling?" he asked quietly, not really knowing what else to say. He was still overwhelmed by Boba's transformation and there were so many questions he wanted to ask. And so many mixed feelings. As he waited for an answer, he couldnt help but stare at what the boy had become. So gorgeous.

"I'm ok..", Boba replied quietly. He wondered nervously what Anakin thought of him now. If he liked how he looked. Or if he would be interested in him now...His body was still aching and he felt tired. It got him thinking of why he had ended up like this. What had gone wrong.

"What happened..?" he asked bluntly then as the jedi didnt seem like he had anything else to say. With a deep sigh, Anakin brought one hand up to rub at his neck thoughtfully.

"Well...they said you took an overdose", he said seriously. "of growth acceleration", he added. "You obviously broke a few bones in the process too", Boba looked thoughtful at this, but not especially concerned. "You're lucky to be alive", a silent, awkward moment passed between them and Boba had to admit that it had been a stupid idea, but he didnt regret anything. He would have done it even if he had known the risks. He would have done anything for Anakin.

Silently, he approached the jedi a bit, but still staying at a normal conversation distance.

"So...what do you think?" Boba asked with a little more confidence and he managed a small smile. But Anakin's face was the total opposite. There was a serious and all but happy expression on his face.

"I think it was a stupid idea", he scolded angrily and Boba looked surprised at first, but then a little angry too. He knew it had been stupid of him, but couldnt Anakin see that he had done it for him?

"I did it for you", he growled, hurt by the jedi's words. His heart was aching with pain again. He had really thought that Anakin would like him now, but he guessed he was wrong.

"You could have died!" Anakin exclaimed, a little more angry than he would have wanted to, but he couldnt help it. He had spent hours fearing that Boba wouldnt be alright again. That he would never be able to talk to him again. Still in a heated mood, he waited for the bounty hunter to confront him with something but he didnt. He just looked hurt and disappointed.

"Fine..", Boba said, trying to hide the sorrow he was feeling throughout his whole being. He had done so much for this jedi and still he didnt seem to give a damn. "I wasnt going to stay anyway", this place was stupid. He would never want to be a jedi or one of their brainwashed soldiers. Without another word, Boba walked past Anakin and out the door and he could hear the jedi following him immediately.

"Where do you think you're going?" Anakin demanded but stopped out in the hallway while Boba continued up to the front door.

"Out of here", he growled in return and placed his trembling hand on the cold doorknob but right as he did, Anakin protested.

"You cant do that", he replied with emphasis. Even more anger welled up inside Boba at this, but fear as well. Wouldnt the jedi let him leave? Maybe he had changed his mind and wanted to throw him into their prison after all.

"Why not?" he dared to counter with, but kept his eyes on the door in front of him still. There was a painfully long moment of silence before Anakin's voice filled the room again.

"Because I love you", he said boldly. If this announcement had been hard for him to make, it didnt show in his features as Boba slowly turned to face him. Only determination and confidence. The shock of hearing those words stunned Boba momentarily. How could this be? All Anakin had done was to yell at him and telling him how stupid he had been. Not knowing what to say, he kept staring with slightly widened eyes and still trying to process what Anakin had just said. He could hardly believe it.

Silently, Anakin took a slow step closer, before confidently walking all the way up to Boba. He then carefully wrapped his arms around the shorter man's waist, gently but firmly pulling him closer. And without any hesitation whatsoever, he pushed his lips hard against his. A new wave of shock washed over Boba at this unexpected move, but also happiness and a warmth. This was what he had yearned for for so long and the sensation that it caused was so overwhelming that his legs almost gave away under him and his heart was pounding so fast inside his chest. When he felt Anakin's soft, moisty lips moving more gently against his mouth, he closed his eyes and started kissing him back eagerly. It was the most wonderful experience he had ever had and he never wanted to stop. Carefully, he moved his good arm up to wrap it around Anakin's neck and to bury his fingers in that soft, silky hair, gently tugging at it.

Anakin hardly gave himself any time to breathe in between the kisses. It was too good to slow down or to stop. Boba's mouth was so wet and sweet and he couldnt help but moan when he felt the tip of his tongue slipping in between his lips. However wonderful it was, he eventually had to force himself to pull away, feeling too out of breath to continue. They both blushed when their eyes met and a slight panting filled the air for the following seconds. Still very close, with their arms wrapped securely around each other's bodies, Anakin pierced Boba's eyes with his and they adapted a slight sadness to them.

"I thought I was going to lose you", he spoke softly and Boba lowered his eyes in shame. He hadnt realized how much pain he had caused Anakin or how much the jedi actually had cared for him. Then Anakin must have liked him after all.

"I'm sorry..", he said honestly while looking up to meet the concerned eyes before him. It hadnt been his intention to make this lovely man suffer.

"I know", Anakin brought one hand up to stroke some hair out of Boba's face and then down his neck, letting it stay there as he put his forehead against his. "I was watching over you at the medical center", he admitted quietly. "I couldnt leave you.." Boba was deeply flattered and a little surprised by these words. He never thought anyone could care for him as much as his father had done. The pain of his loss was of course making itself reminded again but he was finding enough comfort in Anakin to push it away for now.

They both closed their eyes again, just enjoying the moment. It was as if time had stopped and they didnt have a care in the world. Carefully, Boba moved his nose up to brush it against Anakin's, and the jedi responded by giving Boba's cheek a kiss, followed by many more. Never had he felt such desire in his life before. He felt like if his chest could burst from all the love that Anakin gave him and even though his heart was pounding so hard, it couldnt over-shine the wonderful sensation of his strong arms holding him close.

"I love you", he breathed with a shaky voice and his face adapted what could be mistaken for a sorrowful expression, but he was truly happy. Anakin was finally his and it was with him that he belonged. No matter what. Slowly, he turned his head to meet the jedi's lips with his and they once again engaged in a heated kiss.


Finally they're together! Very satisfying. And they lived happily ever after...Sadly, this is where I'm going to end the story. I'm very very sad because I love this fanfic so much and I loved writing it. I enjoyed writing this more than any other fanfics, partly because it feels more canon, cause I based it on an actual episode from the show. And also because you guys supported me and followed the story all this time ^^ Thanks alot for that. It's really appreciated. I'm thinking of continuing 'forbidden love' or maybe write a new fanfic. Maybe even doing a sequel for this one...I do have a plot that could work...