Hugs to those who were kind enough to review! You guys rule!!!
Once again.thanks goes to my brother.the insane one. =D
And since I forgot the disclaimer in the first chap.Lucas owns it all!!! He is the Master. I make no $ off this!
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Love is always such a beauteous thing. When two people are caught in its grasp, the rest of the galaxy just seems to fade away, till all that exists is just you and the person that your life now revolves around. Nothing else matters. Nothing else seems as important as getting lost in their eyes. Time slows down, it's meaning forgotten.
But occasionally.*other* needs, that cannot be ignored, make themselves known, interrupting the perfect flow of their perfect little universe.
"Hey honey, are you hungry?" Anakin Skywalker asked his wife, gazing out at the traffic streaming outside the window of their apartment on Coruscant, "Do you want to go out for something?"
The brunette reclining in the overstuffed chair, imported from Alderan, tilted her head, considering, "The senator is hungry, she could go for some Corellian pasta."
Rolling his deep blue eyes in a long practiced action, Anakin sighed deeply and ran a hand over his face. "Padme, could you stop talking in the third person?"
Padme crinkled her nose at him, "You said you thought it was sexy. The senator likes that."
"It was cute when we were dating.but now it's really starting to get annoying."
"But.Padme is confused."
"STOP THAT!!!!" the former Jedi bellowed, holding his hands over his ears. "Please, just STOP!"
Padme pressed back into her chair away from her husband's anger, "Ani.what's wrong?"
Anakin sighed again and ran his hands through the sandy colored hair that was finally growing out of its former 'Padawan buzz'. "I'm sorry. I don't know what's gotten into me."
Padme slid out of her chair and stepped to her husband's side, wrapping her arms around his. "You're stressed. The senator understands."
He stiffened, "THAT'S *IT*!" Shoving Padme away he stalked to the door, grabbing his leather jacket on the way, and roughly palmed the controls.
"Where are you going?"
"To ride around on my speeder till my head clears."
Padme huffed and shouted after him, "Well don't think that the senator will wait up for you!"
"AAAAAAHH!" Anakin ran away screaming with his fingers in his ears, "I'm not listening! LA la LA la la!!"
Once again.thanks goes to my brother.the insane one. =D
And since I forgot the disclaimer in the first chap.Lucas owns it all!!! He is the Master. I make no $ off this!
~*~*~*
Love is always such a beauteous thing. When two people are caught in its grasp, the rest of the galaxy just seems to fade away, till all that exists is just you and the person that your life now revolves around. Nothing else matters. Nothing else seems as important as getting lost in their eyes. Time slows down, it's meaning forgotten.
But occasionally.*other* needs, that cannot be ignored, make themselves known, interrupting the perfect flow of their perfect little universe.
"Hey honey, are you hungry?" Anakin Skywalker asked his wife, gazing out at the traffic streaming outside the window of their apartment on Coruscant, "Do you want to go out for something?"
The brunette reclining in the overstuffed chair, imported from Alderan, tilted her head, considering, "The senator is hungry, she could go for some Corellian pasta."
Rolling his deep blue eyes in a long practiced action, Anakin sighed deeply and ran a hand over his face. "Padme, could you stop talking in the third person?"
Padme crinkled her nose at him, "You said you thought it was sexy. The senator likes that."
"It was cute when we were dating.but now it's really starting to get annoying."
"But.Padme is confused."
"STOP THAT!!!!" the former Jedi bellowed, holding his hands over his ears. "Please, just STOP!"
Padme pressed back into her chair away from her husband's anger, "Ani.what's wrong?"
Anakin sighed again and ran his hands through the sandy colored hair that was finally growing out of its former 'Padawan buzz'. "I'm sorry. I don't know what's gotten into me."
Padme slid out of her chair and stepped to her husband's side, wrapping her arms around his. "You're stressed. The senator understands."
He stiffened, "THAT'S *IT*!" Shoving Padme away he stalked to the door, grabbing his leather jacket on the way, and roughly palmed the controls.
"Where are you going?"
"To ride around on my speeder till my head clears."
Padme huffed and shouted after him, "Well don't think that the senator will wait up for you!"
"AAAAAAHH!" Anakin ran away screaming with his fingers in his ears, "I'm not listening! LA la LA la la!!"