Author's Notes: Yes I know I haven't posted for a while. I've been to busy with school and RPing... *curses school* *hugs her RPG games* Anyways, I've finally got up the next chapter!! YAY!! Now read it and I'll explain some of the things at the end. ^_^

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Only In My Heart: Chapter Four

That was how it all started. If only they hadn't found out. If only Obi-wan hadn't been so heartless. What did that old bastard have against him anyways? But why waste time on what ifs? There were better things to do.
Anakin stood in the middle of the spaceport with the sun shining down on him, just like that day in the Temple. Just like that day that started it all. Aliens of various sizes, shapes, and colours all surrounded him going about their own business. Their clothing that came in different sizes, lengths and matching colours contrasted greatly the simple black outfit that Anakin wore. A Sith never wore anything else or so it seemed.
An alien of an unknown race to Anakin walked closer. Anakin could sense his clumsiness as the alien tried to balance several suitcases on his way to a ship. Anakin gave himself a mischievous grin as the alien carefully walked closer.
The alien was only a meter away from Anakin now and he decided it was time for action. Anakin sent tendrils of the force towards the alien's ankle. They wrapped around its ankle and in one swift movement removed the ankle from under the alien's body, causing it to fall. The suitcases went flying barely missing several other aliens and the alien landed directly on Anakin's black boots.
"What do you think you're doing?" Anakin shot at the alien, his voice deep and angered.
"I… I… Was just… And then…" the alien tried to explain in a high pitched voice, still lying on Anakin's boots.
Anakin could hardly conceal his laughter and smile, but still sounded like he would kill this pathetic life form without second thought. "Well explain yourself!"
"I… I… And then… I just…"
Anakin grabbed the alien by the back of its tunic and lifted it off the ground. It was just a small alien and its feet didn't even reach the ground when lifted to Anakin's eye level. Anakin looked at the alien with his blue ones filled with false hatred. "I don't appreciate it when useless and stupid blobs of bantha fodder land on me."
"I… I… I'm sorry!" The alien was almost shaking in fear now. Anakin raised his arm into the air to strike the alien with his closed fist most likely killing it with the first blow. That was when he heard it.

The voice rang in his mind a thousand times bringing back a million memories. Happiness, sadness, pleasure, anger… all at once. He dropped the alien and it scurried away with its bags as Anakin held his head in pain. Maybe it was just his imagination.
"Anakin?" The voice sang out again. It was beautiful and calm, elegant and stubborn; there was only one person with that voice.
Anakin turned around and came face to face with beautiful brown eyes that he could just get lost into for days. He felt himself letting go of the darkness as he saw her beautiful features. Each part of her face was etching itself back into his memory and the only memories were now happy.
He smiled blindly as they drew each other nearer. He held her body close as she wrapped her arms around his torso. They looked like a couple in love with smiles of joy plastered on their faces and tears running down Padmé's face.
Then the darkness came back. The hatred, the pain, the suffering; all because of her. He would not put up with that again for a woman. He pushed Padmé away hatred once again covering his face.
"Anakin?" That voice again. Why must it be so beautiful? Why must it bring back so many memories that he worked so hard to hide away? He closed his eyes and the memories were hidden once again and only hatred remained.
"Leave me alone, whore. I have no need of your services anymore."
Padmé looked at him in horror and confusion. Tears started to well up in her eyes. "I thought you loved me Anakin…"
"I never loved you. I was using you for my own pleasure and I have no use for you any more."
Anakin turned his back to Padmé not wanting to see her face as she broke down in tears. He could hear her sobbing behind him as he walked away.
How could she still be living on that promise? Hadn't she learned yet? Hadn't she gotten over him? As he walked away, only thinking about the choice he was forced to make that destroyed everything.

To Be Continued...


A/N: Yes I know this doesn't sound like an A/A story... But I'm not done yet, now am I? *mysterious twinkle in eye* I will try to get the next chapter up soon. And it'll be another flashback, hopefully a longer chapter too. ^_^ Now, R&R!!