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Anakin Skywalker...

I mentally slapped myself. Of course it wasn't Anakin Skywalker because by my calculations Anakin was only about four years old at the moment. And this hottie was definitely not four years old. I focused on Aayla as she took a minute to tell Master Wolfsbane/Anakin about me.

I took a minute to study him out of the corner of my eye.

He looked like he was in his mid-twenties, and although he did look scarily like adult-Anakin, there where some differences. He didn't have a scar over his eye, although I noticed a pale one that ran from his forehead, along the side of his face and ended a little ways past his jawline. His eyes were a bright green instead of blue and his hair was more golden then brown. He was tall, I only came up to his shoulder and it looked like he hid a well muscled but still lithe form behind his robes. His face was angular, but not severely so. And interestingly, his eyes were more slanted, giving him more of an anime look.

As I looked at him I realized he held something dark behind those deep pools of emerald... a secret. And in that moment I decided I was going to figure out what it was.

In that same moment I also realized that I was extremely attracted to him... and on top of that he was a bad boy. I mentally groaned. A hottie and a bad boy... man I was so screwed.

"From a different galaxy," Cade whispered, looking at me intently.

I felt myself blush.

"How... interesting."

And being me I had to say something back. "Yes, interesting indeed. Just like your name. Tell me, how did you get the name Wolfsbane? Were you born with it or did you just think that you wanted name that made you sound cooler? Or perhaps you really are a bane to the wolves of some planet out there."

His eyes flashed and I saw Aayla look at me in surprise.

Something was tickling the back of my brain. Something wasn't right, a few things actually. When Aayla had said his name it didn't click for some reason.

Then Cade cocked his head at me again. "Witty too, to some degree. Tell me Miss Storm, do you always think it funny to mock someone's name or is it just I who has caught your attention?"

I cocked my head too. "Nah, just you."

That annoying sensation was bugging my mind again. And something else was too. But I didn't know what.

Cade started to glower slightly at the smirk on my face and an awkward silence stretched out. I caught Aayla looking back and forth between us in confusion.

We were saved by her comlink which started to bleep. "Secura," Aayla answered, speaking into the com. "Aayla," Master Tholme's deep voice responded. "Meet me in the lower levels at the Ril'oo cantina. There's been a development."

That explained the other thing that was bugging me. Master Tholme needed help, which was actually a rather bizzare concept, considering how massive and intimidating the guy was.

Aayla, turned away slightly. "I'll be right there, Master." She turned back to us. "I'm sorry Storm but I have to leave, I won't be able to finish your tour." Then she turned to Cade. "Master Wolfsbane, would you be so kind as to finish showing Storm around a little so she doesn't get lost and then direct her to my quarters."

I turned with my eyebrow raised to see Cade's reaction. He didn't give any (to my disappointment), and nodded. "May the Force be with you."

She nodded. "And with you," she said, and then sprinted out of the room.

I turned to Wolfsbane and folded my arms. "So, just you and me hu?"

He looked like he wanted to roll his eyes so bad, I had to suppress a giggle. After one more second of staring he turned. "Come on, youngling."

That ticked me off. "Excuse me!" I exploded. "I am not a youngling! And just because you're an adult and a Jedi Knight to boot doesn't mean you can treat me like a stupid little kid off the street!"

He turned to me with a blank expression. "For the record, Storm. You were just kind of picked up randomly on a mission. And to the Jedi, until you are a Knight, you are considered a youngling... And I never said you were stupid." He said that last bit with a massive, cocky smirk, and I felt my blood start to boil. Now I knew he viewed me as an annoying, naive little girl.

"Excuse me "Mr. High and Mighty, you don't know me well enough to feel that way!"

"I never mentioned how I felt," he said cooly. "I just explained why I called you youngling."

I glared at him and he actually chuckled. "Now let's go, the sooner I get you out of my hair the better."

He started to walk away, and as he did, that small tingling; that small question I had burning at the back of my mind wouldn't stay silent any more. "Wait!" I blurted as the question made itself clear in my mind.

He turned back to look at me with an annoyed look on his brooding face.

"Cade isn't your real name is it?" I asked. "And neither is Wolfsbane."

His back suddenly tensed, he glared down on me with green eyes flashing. "Of course Cade Wolfsbane is my name," he said coldly. "Why would you think otherwise?"

I shrugged, not feeling intimidated by his glare for some reason. "Just a feeling I have."

He turned away again but I called him back. "Wait a minute! Aren't you going to tell me what it is? Because I'm positive I'm right."

"Of course you're not right," he growled. "You're just a stupid girl who happened to appear on a pirate ship. And I don't understand why the counsel hasn't suspected of you of being a spy? Trying to find our secrets so your scum can raid the Temple?"

I felt the blood rush to my face. "How DARE you!" I shouted. "How do you know my intensions? You're just a stupid guy who happens to be a Jedi. And for your information; why the hell would I want to betray the Jedi to scum (that I'm terrified of anyway) when I've wanted to become a Jedi myself all my life, even before I knew you guys actually existed!"

Cade just simply looked at me as I stood trembling with fury before him.

"You want to be a Jedi?"

I nodded despite myself.

He continued to study me while I continued to glare at him. "I think you might make a decent Jedi," he said, which made me straighten in surprise. "But you have major anger issues which is not allowed for a Jedi. You would fall long and hard because of it."

I bit my lip. Usually I liked to say the last word but I didn't want to see his satisfied smile once he got a reaction out of me.

"And why should I give you my real name," he began. "When you haven't even given any of us yours?"

I stilled. How did he know Storm wasn't my real name? Not even the Council had caught onto that...

I looked up again to see Cade smiling. Oh god, he had dimples too? I was so dead. Then I mentally slapped myself. No, no, no! I did NOT want to fall in love with him.

I glared at him. "Fine!" I said. "If I tell you my real name then will you tell me yours?"

He studied me for a minute. "All right. But you first."

I chuckled. "Ha, no way. I don't trust you. You tell first."

His eyes suddenly darkened. "Why don't you trust me?"

I laughed again humorlessly. "Oh, maybe because I just met you ten minutes ago, and the fact that you're a bad boy, and also because I have no idea how deals in this galaxy work."

He cocked an eyebrow at me. "Bad boy?"

I mentally slapped myself yet again. Man, I was screwing up today. "You don't know that phrase?"

"Its when a young boy does something he's not supposed too?"

I couldn't help smiling at that. "No, but we'll leave it that."

He remained quiet for a few more moments, I could almost hear him thinking about what 'bad boy' meant to me. He finally nodded. "All right, I agree with your reasons. I will tell you mine first, and then you can tell me yours."

I was slightly surprised he'd given in so easily. "So you trust me?"

He chuckled. "No, but I have the abilities to drag the name out of you without you having to give it willingly."

I couldn't help the shiver that traveled up my spine. "You wouldn't dare."

He just gave me a cool stare. "Oh?"

I let out a huff. "Fine, lets get on with it already."

"My name... my real name," he started. "Is Korell."

Korell...

I wrinkled my brow at the tingle traveling through my body. "No its not," I said after a moment's pause.

"Excuse me?"

"No," I said again, "that's not your real name."

He looked stunned. "It's Hayden," he stuttered, tripping over the syllables.

I felt my mouth fall open. "Wow, really?"

"Yes, and I'm telling the truth this time... Why do you seem so surprised?"

I shook my head and smiled like a drunk. "Uhhhh, there's just this guy on Earth - you know, where I originally come from - with that exact same name... and he also looks startlingly like you." I decided to leave it at that.

He cocked an eyebrow. "Oh really? Interesting."

"So, did you come up with the name Hayden too?" I asked.

He looked like he wanted to roll his eyes. "No, my mother named me that."

"Ah!" I said. "Well the name my mother gave me is Rosalie."

Suddenly someone started talking in my head. I couldn't understand exactly what he was saying but I caught a few random words.

Rosalie... galaxy... interesting... annoying brat... pretty name... Force... strong...

I shook my head and stumbled back a little as the jumbled words were suddenly cut off. I looked up to Hayden who had a stunned look on his face. "Is your comlink jumbled or something?" I asked.

"No," he whispered.

Then I was suddenly flying across the room. And then, to my horror, I realized Hayden was pinning me to the wall by my throat. "What the hell did you do?!" he shouted.

I gagged. "What are you talking about?!"

He let me drop to the floor. "You ripped my defenses away! I heard your thoughts as clearly as if you were talking out loud and you heard mine!"

I stared at him blankly. "What?"

He glared down at me. "How did you break through my barriers?"

The words I'd heard had been his thoughts?

I quickly focused on slamming my own mental barriers into place before answering. "I don't know," I whispered. "I didn't do anything."

His eyes were blazing. Jeez, and he thought I had anger issues.

I felt myself go week as his eyes fried a hole right through me. And then he turned his heel on me and walked away.

I shot to my feet. "Wait!"

He turned. He seemed to have gotten control of himself; his face showed no emotion now, but his shoulders were still tense.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't do anything."

His shoulders dropped a little at that and his eyes softened.

I strode up to him and stuck my hand out. "Well, Hayden Cade Wolfsbane, nice to meet you!"

He took my hand. "Nice to meet you too... Rosalie..." he said my name slowly, as if he wanted to see how the name felt rolling around on his tongue."

"Yup! Rosalie Anne Storm, at your service," I said, sweeping into a comical bow before him, trying to lighten the mood. I honestly didn't know what happened and his reaction had frightened me.

His mouth quirked into a small dimpled smile. "And I am at yours, Rosalie Anne Storm," he said, also giving me a small bow. "Now, if you will follow me, I will continue your tour of the temple and then show you to Aayla's quarters."

"Thank you," I replied, while trying to banish the troubling thought of what had happened moments before. I decided I liked him a lot more then I initially thought "Come on, youngling!"

Never mind.

"I AM NOT A YOUNGLING!"

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