Disclaimer: Once again. Star Wars stuff does not belong to me. Niether does the Phantom of the Opera song, "Music of the Night". Otherwise. Most of it is my idea.. Kinda. :
Chapter 2
-Promise me-
♥
Padme turned a light, romantic song on, it's soft noises playing in hers and Anakin's ears. He brought her into a passionate kiss, his arms tightly wraped around Padme's body, and her arms slowly found his neck. His lips left hers, and he trailed kisses across her jaw line, to the place on her neck where her ear started. He knew her better than anyone... He knew her sensitive spots, and he teased her with them. They broke away from the kisses, and Padme blushed lightly. He softly ran his index finger allong her cheek and she nudged into it. They whispered terms of endearment into each other's ears and Anakin turned her around and pulled her close, his arms slung around her shoulders, swaying softly to the music.
She sighed with contentment, a smile on her face. The song switched to a waltz and he gently lead her around the room, as she giggled lightly. He was very light on his feet, and ever so carefull. She nuzzled into him and he held her close.
"Thank you, Ani.." Padme muttered softly.
"For what..?"
"For a beautiful, romantic night..."
"Oh," he laughed lightly.. " Any, time.."
She slid out of his embrace, pulled a nightgown from her closet and threw it over to her head and the rest of her body after taking her gown off.. She than threw a violet, turquoise, and dark, almost red pink robe over her form. Anakin followed her actions, drawing sleeping clothing around his waist. Padme had already stepped out onto the balcony outside of her room, her finger twisting a vine around it. Another contented sigh escaped her lips and Anakin wraped his arms around her, an all too faimialiar song lightly playing from a music player.
"When the Marimba rythem starts to play. Dance with me. Make me sway. Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore. Hold me close, sway me more."
"You should really keep your dayjob.." Anakin mocked, playfully.
She stuck out her tongue at him and he nipped it gently. She tiredly pushed at him with her right arm, than leaned her form against the white marble railing of the balcony staring into the the black void of space. The outdoors swiftly cooled their bodies, and they snuggled together gazing into the night sky, naming stars and planets.
"Which one's that, Ani..?"
"Alderaan.."
"Oh, where Bail Organa lives?"
"Yes.."
"And that one..?"
"Mustafar.."
"Oh.. I've heard bad things about Mustafar.."
"I know.. Why are you being so quisitive..?"
"I don't know.. the night sky is so beautiful. I just want to know more about it.."
She giggled and snuggled deeper into his arms, almost loosing herself in them. She swayed softly and sung to Anakin as he nuzzled his head into her neck. She smiled to herself and continued to sway, her eyes slowly closing.
"Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness wakes and stirs imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defences. Helpless to resist the notes I write, for I compose the music of the night... Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendour. Grasp it, sense it tremulous and tender. Hearing is believing music is deceiving. Hard as lightning soft as candlelight. Dare you trust the music of the night? Close your eyes, for your eyes will only tell the truth. And the truth isn't what you want to see. In the dark it is easy to pretend that the truth is what it ought to be. Softly, deftly music shall caress you. Hear it, feel it secretly possess you. Open up your mind let your fantasies unwind in this darkness which you know you cannot fight - the darkenss of the music of the night. Close your eyes start a journey through a strange new world! Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before! Close your eyes and let music set you free. Only then can you belong to me... Floating, falling sweet intoxication! Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation. Let the dream begin let your darker side give in to the power of the music that I write - the power of the music of the night. You alone can make my song take flight - help me make the music of the night.
Padme's mother stepped into her bedroom, watching her daughter sway to her lover's music. She was happy for Padme.. She had finally found someone that loves her for her, someone that she was ready to settle down with. Padme has started to turn to Anakin, when she caught a glimps of her mother. She imediatly pulled away from Anakin and ran to Jobal.
"Hello, mother.. What is it that you need?"
"Nothing, Padme.. Nothing at all. I'm just so happy for you. You are finally settling down. Finally starting a family.."
"Oh, mom."
Padme and her mother embraced, tears streaming down Jobal's face. Anakin gazed at Padme and Jobal a slight smile on his face. He turned his gaze to the night sky, his optics glued on the stars in the sky. Jobal slowly left the room and Padme wrapped her arms around Anakin tightly.
"I love you.."
"I love you more.."
"Maybe..."
Rain slowly started to fall from the sky, splashing on their bodies and their surroundings. The flowers had closed up to sleep, and the birds were all snug in their nests to hide from the water. Padme slowly pulled Anakin back into her room and then to bed for a long sleep. She plopped down on the soft blankets and pulled them over her head with a giggle and Anakin slyly slid under the sheets. She squirmed for what seemed to be a half hour for a comfortable spot. As her eyes drooped shut, he could see the old, dignified, repsonsible Padme come back to him. Their perfect night was over, but they both knew there would be many more of these, Perfect Nights. Before she drifted off in her dreams, he softly whispered, "I love you."
The sun rose, beams of light pouring in through the windows and the glass door to the balcony. The white floors were glistening and the flowers seemed to burst out twords the giant star. Birds soared through the air, filling the atmosphere with their lovely songs. Padme groaned lightly as her arms slowly moved over her head, resulting in a light streach. She sat up slowly, her messy locks falling into place, and noticed that Anakin was missing from her side. She slid her legs over the edge of the bed and rose to her feet. Again, she streached and when she relaxed, she looked around the room. Her balcony door was open, so she headed twords it. She shifted her head and she perked a brow as she scanned the porch area, seeing no one. She turned around and ambled out her door and into the kitchen, only to find a note on the table, flickering from the light breeze. She pulled the note from the table and looked at the words upon it:
Dear Padme:
We went out to get something. Took Anakin with us. Make yourself something to eat.
Love Sola, Mom, Dad, and Anakin.
I
♥
You! ← I love you more! NO WAY!
YES WAY!
We both love you the same?
Yeah, that's it. We both love you the same, Padme!
A sigh escaped her lips, and she tossed the note into the garbage. She searched through the refrigorator and found a pair of ripe fruits and some whiped cream. She pulled the items out and set them dully on the table, drawing a fork from a drawer. Padme lazily picked at the fruit, dipped it into the whiped cream and set it into her mouth, chewing it slowly. As she finished up, she re-wraped the bowl and set it back into it's place, washed the table off, and set the fork in the sink. Padme dragged her form outside and gazed into the pond in the back yard, a dull look on her face. She was suddenly overcome with a lightheadedness, and her body swayed. She tried getting to a chair, but collapsed, her head slamming upon the ground. Blood pooled around her form as she layed on the now stained marble flooring.
Laughter was heard, some five minutes later, as Anakin and the rest of Padme's family walked into the house.
"I feel kind of bad, leaving Padme here all alone.."
"Yeah, so do I, but, she was sleeping so soundly. I couldn't wake her up.."
Sola nodded her head and looked around.
"Where is Padme..?"
"Maybe she's still sleeping."
"No, the note was thrown away.."
"Maybe she's outside, or walking around a bit."
"Maybe.."
"I'll go check on the balcony.."
"Which one?"
"Eh.. That one."
Anakin pointed twords the balcony connected to the kitchen and slowly started to walk twords it. Sola ran twords Padme's bedroom, and Ruwee and Jobal sat on the living room couch, talking about their morning. Anakin slowly opened the sliding door and stepped outside.
"She's not up here!"
"Okay!" Anakin yelled back, turning twords Padme's room.
Anakin closed the door behind him and walked out onto the balcony. He turned his gaze to the ground and scanned the balcony area, his eyes wide and his heart pound away at his chest. Why was he looking on the floor? Something bad must have hap...
"Padme!"
He ran to her side, his clothing sucking her blood into it's fibers like a starving vampire in an old horor movie. A tear ran down his cheek and he held her close to his body. Sola came running out, allong with Jobal and Ruwee. As soon as Sola saw the blood and her sister unconsious, tears exploded from her eyes and she collapsed next to Anakin. Jobal gasped and Ruwee held her close. Anakin rose to his feet, Padme in his arms, and he slowly made his way to her bedroom, slamming the door behind him. He walked into the bathroom and started a warm bath. He slowly started pulling her robe off, followed by her nightgown, which was now ruined by the blood. He pulled the rest of her clothing off and set her into the bathtub, his hands scooping water onto her head. As soon as he had the blood completely cleaned from her body, he ran a shampoo through her hair, taking care to stay clear of her wound. He rinsed the shamoo out and started to drain the water. He dabbed her body dry, clothed her with a new, clean nightdress and set her carefully under the sheets of her bed.
Sola and Padme's parents had collected themeselves again and made way to her bedroom.
"Hey, is it safe to come in..?"
"Yeah.."
Sola sat on the floor on the other side of Padme and held her hand, tears dripping down her cheeks. Anaking held her right hand on his lap and softly ran his hands up and down her palm. Hours passed and Padme had still not awaken and Anakin hadn't moved. Sola rose and started for the door, followed closely by her parents.
"Tell me when she wakes up whenever she does.."
All she got was a solemn nod from Anakin. They exited the room and Anakin looked at Padme's face more closely. It had lost all it's color, her face completely pale, and her lips were a light pink. He carressed her cheek with the back of his hand. Padme made a light whimpering noise and her eye lashes fluttered open, but closed again, a terrible headach comming over her.
"Padme..."
"Ani..."
"Do you need some headache medication?"
"Yes.. please.."
Anakin rose to his feet and quickly scurried off into the bathroom. He pulled the headach medicaiton from the medicine cabnit and then got a glass of water for Padme from the kitchen. He walked back into the room, silent, and set the water and medication on the nightstand. He lifted her up and give her some of the medication and the glass of water. She took the medicine and hugged onto Anakin tightly.
"One minute," she sobbed, "I was just.. fine. The next.. I was.. dizy, and.. lightheaded."
"All that matters is that you are safe, and okay. I can't live without you, Padme."
"Ani..."
"Shh, Padme. You should be resting.."
Padme backed down and he softly laied her back on the bed. He pecked her lips lightly and slowly stood up, turning to leave.
"No. No Ani, don't leave... Sleep with me tonight... Please.."
"What if I hurt you?"
"Then.. I don't know, but please..."
"Padme.."
"Please!"
She was almost sobbing again. Her grip on his hand was loose, compared to her usual tight, firm grasp. He pitied his fience and curled up next to her, nuzzling his head into her neck. He whiped her tears from her face and lightly kissed her forehead.
"I love you for always..."
"You promise..?"
"I promise you.."
She sighed and shut her eyes, as she slowly drifted into a deep and much needed sleep. Anakin stared at the ceiling for a while and then closed his eyes, drifting off to the dream world.
