"Senator Amidala, the Council feels it is best if cameras are put in your bedroom monitoring yourself and R2-D2, who will be staying with you there as a measure of security."

This last bit of information was told to her by Obi-Wan.

They've got to be kidding. Now they're going to watch my every move when they should be using all their might trying to find this assassin. This is ridiculous.

"Master Kenobi, I find that absurd. I understand that this was requested only to protect me, but I really do need my privacy," responds Padme, trying to coax the man in front of her into taking the cameras out of her room.

"If anything were to happen to me I'll just notify R2-D2 and he can replay the message back to you."

"Senator, I am sorry, but it is just for the best. We will keep the cameras in your room."

Padme was quite tired of being bossed around, but she knew this was a lost battle. The cameras would have to stay in her room. She just needed to remember to change her clothes in the fresher and away from prying eyes…

Sometimes she felt so helpless, she felt there was nothing she could do to end this cat-and-mouse game. Padme wanted so badly to find whoever was trying to kill her and resolute everybody back to their former schedules, allowing her back the privilege she so yearned for of the normal life she once led. There'd be no more Jedi, no more guards, no more cameras. She sighed…

"Fine, Master Jedi. I will agree to the cameras, but only because it is for my well-being. I still detest the thought of them, but, I will agree to it."

Anakin was standing in the middle of Padme's living room. He was meditating, trying to get inside Padme's head, trying to get through the wall that blocked her emotions. He was making progress, he knew that at least. He could feel the rhythm of her heart beat and that right now she was slowly drifting off to sleep, and the uncomfortable, angry air she had experienced earlier was slowly etching away, as her breathing became steadier and even…

If only she hadn't covered those cameras, he thought. I could've still been looking at that beautiful creature.

Padme had blocked the cameras pointing towards her bed because she knew there was a certain someone watching her. She knew it was Anakin.

Anakin couldn't help himself. He loved watching her peacefulness, the way she flowed like water when she walked, the shine of her silk night robes. He liked the way the moonlight enveloped her, the way her eyes fluttered when she thought of something. He was watching her for about thirty minutes when all of a sudden she saw her get up and walk out her bedroom door. The next second she was beside him, glowering down at him.

"Anakin Skywalker, I am tired of this. I know you are watching my every move on those blasted cameras, and I do not care to know what perverted reasons you have, but I will not stand to take this and watch my privacy being taken advantage of! I knew that this plan would not work, and yet Obi-Wan would not listen to me."

Her face was getting redder by the minute and her breathing was continually increasing. She was very angry. She didn't know and didn't want to know why Anakin was watching her, but she was tired of it.

"I will at once cover up those cameras and if anything happens to me I will notify R2-D2! Understand!"

Anakin was shaken. How had she known he was watching her? This was very awkward for him, he hadn't known he would get caught for watching her sleep. He swallowed because there was a dryness building up in his throat, and once he found his voice he answered, "I understand Padme."

"Excuse you! It is Senator Amidala!" and with this she walked away and made a grand exit, including this slamming of doors and the pounding of heavy footsteps.

Sure enough, once Anakin checked back to the cameras, all were covered up except for the camera set on R2-D2. He was still a little shocked but once he found his ego, he decided to meditate. Now he was just embarrassed. Being yelled at by a Senator wasn't all too fun. But he still couldn't forget how beautiful she looked even though she was about to go to bed. Women he thought. They always have to make sure they look perfect.

Anakin's meditation was interrupted as the door to the apartment slid open, and a certain Obi-Wan Kenobi entered.

"Captain Typho has more than enough men downstairs. No assassin will try that way. Any activity up here?"

"Quiet as a tomb," replies Anakin. "I don't like just waiting here for something to happen to her."

Obi-Wan checks a palm-sized view scanner he has pulled out of his utility belt. It shows a shot of Artoo by the door, but no sign of Padme on the bed.

"What's going on?"

"She covered the cameras. I don't think she liked me watching her."

"What is she thinking?"

"She programmed Artoo to warn us if there's an intruder."

"Anakin I do not like the sound of this…"

"Don't worry, no harm will come to her. I can sense everything going on in that room. Trust me."

"It's too risky... besides, your senses aren't that attuned, young apprentice."

"And yours are?"

"Possibly."

Padme woke up to two deadly looking centipede-like Kouhuns near her face and before she knew it, Anakin came lunging at her, lightsaber in hand, neatly shopping the Kouhuns in two. Before she could respond to what was happening, Obi-Wan comes racing through the room and jumps out the window.

What in the name of the Force is going on in here! , she thinks to herself and she and Anakin watch Obi-Wan attempt to stay on and battle it out with the droid he had seen outside the window. Padme was still half asleep and trying to collect her bearings.

Anakin then turned to her. She realized she was still in her nightgown. She pulled the blanket over her.

"Stay here!" Anakin tells her frantically. A moment later he runs out to join his Master.

Captain Typho, Dorme, and two guards enter the room.

Dorme asks, "Are you all right, M'Lady?"

Padme nods. "Yes….yes I think I'm fine."

Padme was sitting down in her living room with Dorme. Her heart was still racing and her hands were cold and clammy. But the attempts on her life were getting frequent and she was slowly getting used to the fact that someone or something wanted her dead. Obi-Wan and Anakin were still out in who-knows-where. And Dorme and some medical droids had come and examined her only a few minutes ago, making sure that there weren't any injuries, and thankfully she was alright. All to the recognition of Obi-Wan and—

"Anakin Skywalker. That boy, I think he has quite a flair for you, M'lady."

"Dorme I have to admit that your hypothesis would make quite a lot of sense."

Padme leaned in confidentially. "I swear he's been checking me out. And earlier, he was watching me sleep using those damned cameras they put in my room. It's getting in actuality very aggravating and bothersome. I'm tired of him. Maybe I should just tell the Council and perhaps they'll exchange him for someone else." She did feel a bit guilty for saying this because he did save her life tonight…

"No, no! You shan't do that! Look how bravely they're protecting you. They're out right now trying to get answers to the question of your assassin. And besides, he's a good looking fellow. I daresay that you should fancy him a bit…" Dorme says with a smile.

"I agree, he is good looking. But he's just too arrogant and over self confident for my taste. And you know that I'm not looking for anybody right now. I have my career to think about."

"Yes but you have your happiness to think about."

"No, Dorme, he's just not my type. Maybe he does like me. But I don't like him." It was the truth. She couldn't stand him.

"On the other hand Dorme, how do you like Obi-Wan?" and with this the two laughed and for a second Padme felt a bit safer.

"Well, M'lady, I think we should try and get some sleep. Tomorrow the Jedi Council would like to discuss the events of tonight, and want you to know what they are trying to do to help the situation. Sleep well, M'lady."

"Good night, Dorme."

Author: This is the part of the story where it breaks away from the original Attack of the Clones. This also is the part where you start seeing how it relates to its metaphorical title, because as you can see, one doesnt like the other.

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