A/N: Woohoo! New chapter! GalaxyPink: You're right OC/Anakin fics aren't very largely excepted b/c of all the A/P fans.Though my other Anakin/OC fic is doing just fine. I hope you continue to like it :)

Lexxa hung upside-down on one of the ledges in one of the training rooms, her legs tightly secured on the durasteel pole. Her training session would be starting soon and she had quickly learned that with Lottos it was better to be five minutes early then one minute late. When she had commented on it to Anakin he had only laughed and welcomed her to "the club."

She hummed softly to herself, staring up at the bright lightpanels. When was she finally going to get to have more lightsaber training? The question had been pestering at her mind for a long time and shunning it never worked no matter how much she reminded herself to be patient. For all the complaining that Anakin did at least his master let him 'saber train. Not that Lottos never conducted 'saber training lessons but the focus still seemed to be the "basics", as Lexxa referred to them, and it was starting to trouble her. And it certainly wasn't like she could openly discuss the subject with Lottos. He just seemed too distant. He was always preoccupied and she even felt nervous asking him anything, in the case that she might get a sharp answer.

She understood the concept of Student and Teacher, yet, she also understood the concept of the bond. A bond that she felt she was lacking with Lottos. Not that he was pushing her away mentally, surely she would have felt any attempts to escape forming a bond when they meditated together, but there just didn't seem to be any direct link from her to her master. It was there, the way she had felt it that day in the council chambers, but so fragile and in shadows. Not in any ways the strong bond that she had imagined. So why weren't they bonding like the other master/padawan teams. She asked Lenna about what she thought of the bond and all she got was an enthusiastic explanation and description of how "weird" but "cool" it felt. Lenna -- always so exuberant.

She had half the mind to open the subject with Anakin but she didn't dare approach him. She didn't dare ask him the question of how to fix this. Somehow, on some subconscious level, she knew that he would have no answer to give her.

The sound of the sliding door opening startled Lexxa, and she had to do a midair flip to land her fall safely. She shook her head a little to clear the dizziness that resulted from hanging upside-down for several minutes and then focused on Lottos who was regarding her carefully. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the Force dampening cuffs on his belt and repressed a sigh. She hated those tings… A Jedi wasn't supposed to hate but then, she decided, it wasn't really hate. How could some one hate an object? How silly.

"We'll warm up in here," Lottos told her, skipping all pleasantries and getting straight to the point, such was his style. "Then we will go down to one of the other training rooms for 'saber training."

"Yes, Master." Lexxa allowed Lottos to secure the Force dampening cuffs around each of her writs and began her laps. She quickly got over her frustration about the Force dampeners. After all she would be able to 'saber train after this and as long as she could practice katas she would be alright.

After running for fifteen minutes Lottos had her do the standard warm up routine on the ledges. She jumped her way up to the highest ledge, then, balancing, performed a series of jump side kicks punctuated with round kicks. Then she would summersault her way down two levels and grabbing onto the ledge with one hand did a grip reversal with a punch in between before dropping to a lower ledge. She ran across the pole at full speed then flung herself up a level in a half rotation flip, hooking her legs around the ledge and letting herself hang upside-down for several seconds. She then pulled herself up and dropped almost to ground level to land on two parallel ledges. She used them as foot holds as she performed a simple hand-to-hand combat kata and then front flipped onto the matt.

Lottos nodded approvingly. 'Good," he told her. "You've got it down solid. Now maybe tomorrow we can try it without these…" He snapped off the Force dampening cuffs and hooked them back onto his belt. They headed for the training room, nether saying much. Lottos quite as usual and Lexxa unsure of what to say.

As they came closer the sound of raised voices disrupted the quite of the hallway. One of the training room doors stood ajar and the two strong voices carried out clearly. Lexxa recognized one as Anakin's.

"No I never said that, Padawan. You did."

"What? Do you even care, Master? Does my opinion count for ANYTHING?"

"Yes, Anakin, it does. But I-"

"Oh kriffing Sith! It's always all about you. It always has to be about you."

"What have I told you of respect, Anakin?"

"If you don't care then why should I?"

The training room door swooshed open and Anakin came tumbling out into the hall. His hair was messed up and the tunic was wrinkled. The boy's lightsaber hung haphazardly from his belt as though he had shoved it onto it instead of hooking it neatly. The damp strands of hair that fell into his eyes almost caused him to run into Lottos. "Watch where you are going, Padawan Skywalker!" Lottos yelled after him.

Lexxa reached out to her friend, feeling a disturbance in the Force around his signature. She felt the flicker in the Force, the thought that he had sent her. It was faint but she caught his meaning easily.

When she had time, he wanted to talk.

Katas would be hard to concentrate on today.