Only in Dreams

By infinitykat

A/N: I was going to create a short song fic about P/A, but then decided it would fit in nicely with a longer story. (which song? You'll have to wait until the second chapter to find out!) I put this story in general/romance because romance is one of the most evident themes (as in AOTC) but not the only one. Enjoy! (Oh yeah… begins the morning after the wedding…)

"Beep ba beep bloop…beep bloop…"

An asteroid droid named R2-D2 quietly glided into a small bed chamber, hidden inside one of the most isolated buildings on the face of Naboo. It stopped next to the bed and a robotic arm shot out of its hull. It reached out and poked the sleeping form of Anakin Skywalker. It quickly drew back as he reluctantly rolled away from his new wife next to him.

"What is it, R2?" he whispered.

The droid beeped and blooped some more in response. Anakin, then fully wake, shot out of bed.

"Obi-Wan? Don't respond yet, R2, I need to dress first." He jogged to the chair in the corner where his tunic and other clothing were laid. After dressing, he motioned R2 into the next room.

Once inside, Anakin nodded and a small hologram of his Jedi Master appeared on the table in front of him.

"Anakin? Do you read?" he said, urgently.

"Yes, Master, I'm here." He said, bowing. He thought he might as well be kind to him, if Obi-Wan ever found out what he had done…Anakin would not know what to do…

"Anakin, was your trip successful, is the Senator safe?" Anakin's thoughts went back to the chamber in which she was peacefully sleeping.

"Yes, Master. I can assure you."

"Good, because Chancellor Palpatine wishes her back to the Senate for further insight on the Republic's situation." Anakin sighed inwardly. Obi-Wan raised his eyebrows. "I felt that, you know."

"I would have guessed, Master, but she probably isn't going to be happy about this. I believe she would like a rest." Anakin looked up as a new presence he felt entered the room. Padmé Amidala, or Padmé Skywalker rather, stood in the doorway, fully dressed. She gave Anakin once of her suspicious looks.

"What's going on?" She walked up to Anakin and looked down at the hologram of Obi-Wan. "Master Kenobi?" Obi-Wan looked surprised.

"Oh! Senator Amidala! How was your trip? Well, I hope?"

"Yes, but why are you contacting us so early?" He faltered, causing Padmé to raise an eyebrow.

"Well, the Chancellor wishes your presence on Coruscant…" The Senator sighed.

"Seems like he can never do anything on his own." She replied. Obi-Wan laughed. "We'll be there as soon as possible." Padmé gave in quickly, but Anakin could sense she was upset about the whole thing.

"I await your arrival. Be ready for more training, my young Padawan. With the war growing larger, you'll need some practice with your new arm." Anakin nodded. Obi-Wan bowed and said far well. The hologram disappeared.

Padmé turned to Anakin, and he finally got to take in her beauty. Her wavy hair was partially pulled back, and she wore a loose deep blue gown, that was embroidered here and there in silver.

"I don't want to go back," she said softly, moving closer to Anakin.

"Nor do I. Nor do I…" Padmé glanced at the door and Anakin pushed it shut with a wave of his hand. She smiled and leaned in for a sweet kiss.

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The Naboo cruiser sped through hyper space.

"Seems like we were just going home, and now we have to retrace our steps. I wonder what's going on…" The pilot commented and Captain Typho just shrugged. A beeping of his console caused him to look down.

"Oh, great. We're almost out of fuel. We'll have to land on a planet." He pulled back a lever and they were out of hyper space. The captain pointed to another console.

"Here," he said, "A small city planet, Nar Shaddaa. Looks harmless enough. I'll inform the Senator."

In another part of the ship, Padmé and Anakin sat together in a small chamber off the main corridor.

"Does your back still hurt?" He asked, gently rubbing where she was injured in the Geonosis arena.

"A little. I'm more concerned about you though," she replied, resting her head on his shoulder and placing a hand in his mechanic one. He chuckled.

"Only when I think about how cold it must be…for you, I mean." She smiled.

"It's not that bad." Anakin looked towards the door.

"Someone's coming," he whispered, and let go of Padmé. She did the same, quickly snatching up a data reader next to her, staring intently at it.

Sure enough, the door opened and Captain Typho strode in.

"Senator, we are running low on fuel, and I've ordered an emergency landing on a nearby planet of Nar Shaddaa." Padmé sighed.

"Very well, Captain."

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Nar Shadaa greatly resembled Coruscant as a busy city planet. The others in the system were so much smaller than the already tiny planet, that one would assume it was the capital. The pilot and Captain Typho found the senate headquarters of the planet, and requested landing license. The Nar Shaddaans quickly obliged, knowing of Senator Amidala's great influence in the Senate.

It was meal time and Padmé and Anakin were already in their common folk disguises.

"I'm actually glad we stopped here," Padmé commented, "It gives us more time together. Before…you know…" Her gaze locked on Anakin's and he grinned.

"I have an idea. I saw a club nearby our landing bay. We could have…fun." Padmé laughed and nodded.

"Just what I need…"

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The two strolled into the crowded club and sat in a vacant booth in the corner. Never had either of the two seen such colorful characters. Around the perimeter of the room, screens played fights of sorts and every few moments, there were yells and cheers from the crowd. Almost immediately, a waitress droid approached them.

"Can I get anything for ya's?" It asked, eyes flashing blue. Anakin looked to Padmé and she just shrugged and shook her head.

"That's alright, we're not thirsty." He responded and the droid rolled away.

Padmé looked nervously around the room. Even though she was mostly covered from head to toe and no danger would come to her, Anakin could sense her fear. He pulled her closer with his good arm and smiled.

"Relax!" said he, "We're here to have fun. Remember?" Padmé nodded and visibly loosened, leaning into Anakin's embrace.

Suddenly, a spotlight illuminated a stage of sorts on the opposite wall. A chiss male stepped up and announced, "Ladies and Gents, we have a new grrrreat feature tonight, for all of you to step into the spotlight!" Light cheering responded. "So if you want to join the fun, stop over at the karaoke station and pick a melody to perform!"

Anakin looked down at Padmé. A mischievous grin spread over his face.

"What? Oh no…Ani, what are you thinking?"

"I'll be right back." He responded. After kissing the top of her head, he hurried over to the "karaoke" station. A line had formed and someone was already on stage. It was a female twi'lek, who sung an obviously popular recent song. She flung her tentacles about as many bewitched humanoid men watched.

Anakin finally reached the desk where a rodian stood.

"Three credits for one song. Pay first, choose second." He said simply. Anakin decided to have a little fun with him.

He waved his hand and said, "You want me to choose my song first."

"…I want you to choose your song first." Anakin shrugged.

"Sure." He replied, and took the audio device handed to him. He held the speaker piece to his ear and looked through the song selection. His finger stopped on a track somewhere in the middle of the list. Anakin listened to the sample for a moment, his lips curling into a mischievous grin.

He had found the perfect song.

…to be continued.

Post note: Please review! And uh, I got Nar Shaddaa from Jedi Outcast. Just FYI.