"I wonder how soft it is."

"Hm, say something snips?" Ahsoka lightly blushed as she realized that she had said that outload. The rush of emotions from his padawans side of the bond made Anakin raise his eyebrow further. They were in the middle of fixing up one of the fighters and Ahsoka had been staring at her master's head curiously right before she had said her thoughts out loud.

"Nope." Anakin stared at his padawan with a raised eyebrow for a little bit longer before looking away while shrugging his shoulders, getting back to work.

"Ok, anyways, how are the hydraulics doing?" Ahsoka mentally shook herself off before answering her master. And as soon as she did that, she started staring at his head again.

Wondering how the threads of hair felt. Her race didn't have any hair, other than their eyelashes. So, it was a little bit weird working with her master, especially since his hair was always in his face, or was always messed up in some way. But yet, even though his hair always had something of a rugged look, it still looked soft. Well, from what she has heard, the hair should be soft. It definitely look soft, not like hair she has seen on other humans.

"You're still staring at me snips." She turned a bright red as Anakin looked up and made eye contact with her. She quickly looked away, trying to pretend that she was busy with something.

"Sorry master." Anakin sighed before setting down his tools, turning to his padawan while sitting criss cross.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" he watched, just a tad bit confused the entire time, as his padawan turned an even deeper red while ducking her head.

"Uhhhh master…?" Anakin sighed and crossed his arms.

"Yes Ahsoka?" he watched as Ahsoka started to pick at her fingers nervously, her entire head still a bright red.

"I don't- I mean, I hope my question isn't too personal," he was starting to get nervous, wondering just what question his padawan was just about to ask.

"…could I feel your hair?"

What?

Ahsoka turned around and see her masters slightly confused face, and immediately started to wave her hands around, thinking she had crossed some line.

"I'm sorry master, its just that people say that human hair is soft and yours looks really soft, I'm sorry it was a really weird question." she managed to say all of that in one breathe and Anakin slowly started to break down into laughter. Ahsoka stopped waving her hands around and looked at him curiously

"…why are you laughing?" Anakin finally let out his laughter, wrapping his hands around his stomach as he fell backwards.

"Because!" his laughter echoed throughout the hanger, making some of the clone's glance over curiously before getting back to work, "you're such a dork!" Ahsoka's blushed deepened as she covered her face with her hands, feeling very embarrassed because her master's reaction made her feel silly.

"Hahaha, "Anakin sighed as he finished laughing, looking at his padawan with a smile as he sat back up.

"Sure snips, go crazy, I don't mind." Anakin leaned forward, bowing down his head so Ahsoka could feel his hair. Ahsoka blinked in surprise and slowly brought down her hands, a smile appearing on her face as she saw Anakin showing the crown of his head to her. She slowly reached out her hand, hesitantly touching her masters head. Most species really did not like it when people touched their head, and she was a little bit nervous on how her master was going to react. But as soon as she touched his hair, and he didn't do anything to stop her, a smile appeared on her face.

"Wow," Anakin closed his eyes, enjoying the way his padawan was ruffling his hair, "it's so soft." He stayed quiet as Ahsoka ran her fingers through his hair, who was unknowingly lulling her master to sleep.

"Can I try braiding it?" her question made Anakin open his eyes and look up at her.

"Sure," he wanted to enjoy himself just a little bit longer, "it's probably not long enough for you to do a big one though." Ahsoka shrugged her shoulders in a way that dismissed his statement.

"That's fine," she moved from her perch and took place behind her master. Gently tilting his head back so she could get a hold of the hairs right at his hairline. Anakin let her do it, closing his eyes as his padawan braided his hair. Just like when his mother used to do it back when he was a child, he felt the tension of his body slowly melt away as he slowly drifted off as the braiding session continued.

Ahsoka blinked in surprise when her masters shields slightly fell, letting the feelings of drowsiness and contentment travel over their bond. Was he falling asleep?"

"Master?" his head slightly lifted up at the call.

"hmm?" oh he was definitely falling asleep.

"Nothing." She kept on playing with her master's hair, failing to make a braid like she wanted, but still playing with his hair. It wasn't until he nearly fell forward when she stopped. Gently grabbing his shoulder to stop him from falling forward, instead, gently pulling him backwards, slowly lowering him to the hanger floor. His mouth slightly hung open as he slept, and he stayed like that even as Ahsoka got the blanket from her nearby starfighter and covered him with it.

She stood up and inspected her work. Smiling at the sight of her master curled up on the hanger floor under a blanket. She quietly informed the other clones, all of them leaving the hanger with her, turning off the lights as they left. As soon as she was outside of the hanger, she shook her head fondly.

She would have done that a long time ago if she knew that's what it takes to get her master to get some sleep.