FORGIVABLE SINNERS
:By Laura-chan:
Summary: What if Anakin never had dreams of Padmé dying? Would he have fallen in the Sith's grasp? In this AU of RotS Anakin and Padmé, while trying to end the war, struggle to keep secret their relationship, even with their two children, Luke and Leia.
Time: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith. AU
Rating: R or M
Pairing: Anakin/Padmé, my favorite.
Warnings: This story is rated R/M for a reason; in future chapters there will be strong scenes.
Also, don't mind too much my mistakes, please - I'm Italian and English is not my first language.
Disclaimer: ops, I forgot this last chapter ;; I do not own anything apart from the plot: characters, places and background situations come from the great mind of George Lucas.
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I never had so much feedback after only one chapter! I'm really moved, you don't know how much!
A great thank you to: SkyBlueSW, Mixza, babepr, ani'sangel, Trina, Mike Rules 2003, Kal's Gal, acdecnerd, Rogue Agent, SWFan, Anakin-Padme, chopsticks, Babygirl14, LeoLover4eva, Vivilp182, Emily, FelsGoddess, donnatellaMarks, Destiny, Riderazzo.
Just to let you know: this story is going to have an happy ending, but much drama and some angst before it.
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Tara: wow, you're my first flame ever! I feel quite proud! Now, to answer your 'doubts'… As I wanted to explain later, the Jedi Council thinks that the father of Padmé's children is Anakin: they wanted to see what Anakin would say in response of Yoda's question… also, I used this scene to introduce the fact that the children are two. But this theme will be explained more in later chapters.
You're also the first person to tell me that my dialogue need serious help: first, I don't know about your life, but my parents sometimes talk like that between each other; also, my friends with their boyfriends/girlfriends are so sweet and sickeningly cute that they make me want to puke. Second, Padmé's pregnant and pregnant women can be emotional, so Anakin wants to stay on her good side: this is another thing I wanted to explain more in later chapters (with flashbacks and so on) but I decided to anticipate in this chapter a scene I was thinking to put in chapter 5 or 6.
I've already written most of the story on paper, so I know that the first chapter may have been a bit confusing, but everything will be explained later.
I'm truly sorry you don't like the story, but if you don't like it just don't read: I'm not forcing you to do it.
Also, try not to judge a story from only one (short) chapter, even if I'm glad (in a way) that you told me what you thought was wrong with the story.
Kichi: well, this is an AU and I wanted Anakin to be a Master: I know that in the movie he is not, I've seen it, but this is my story and I like writing stories because you can write whatever you want. )
Togemon: thank you, I needed a friendly review! I will try to make a new paragraph every line of dialogue: it's just that in Italy we don't use paraghaphs as much as you use it.
A huge thank you also to Clemen, Whodo, Ashley (why, I'm honoured you think I write properly), HieisShadow.
CHAPTER 2
The two lovers stayed in each other arms, feeling calm and peace surrounding them.
The sat down on the blue couch, Anakin's arm around Padmé's waist as she leaned her head on his shoulder.
C-3PO entered back in the room, in his hands a tray with the tea for Anakin: R2-D2 was following. "You stupid piece of short-circuit junk! I know how to make tea and---" the golden droid stopped his tirate when he saw the amused glances of the two human beings in the room.
"Here you are, Master Anakin. Mistress Padmé, you should sleep." Anakin took the warm tea and put it on the table as his wife said.
"You're right C-3PO: I'm going to bed now."
The yound Jedi helped his wife to her feet - Padmé really had some problems with moving around and she didn't like it one bit - and took her to their bedroom: when he tried to make her comfortable puffing out two pillows, she swatted his hands away and glared.
"Anakin Skywalker, I may be pregnant, but I have no incurable illness: I can take care of myself and I can put some pillows under my head!"
Her husband had a blank look on his face.
"What?" she asked defensively, while he sighed.
"Padmé, I'm just trying to help you, not because I think you're unable to take care of yourself, but because I love you and I want you to be comfortable."
He panicked when he saw tears in her eyes. "What! Wait! Why are you crying? Was it something I said? Don't cry please!" he pleaded.
"I'm so horrible!" Padmé sniffed. "You're so :sniff: good and-and :sniff: caring and I snap- :sniff: snapped at you!" (AN: this is what happened daily to the parents of a friend of mine :snicker: )
Quickly, Anakin sat down and hugged her: he rolled back his eyes, but grinned.
"Woman, you're too emotional! You didn't snap at me, you just have confirmed your autonomy… I love your independence." He kissed her hair and then laid her back on the soft matress.
Her mouth was in a frown. Anakin sighed, exasperated "Now, what is it?"
"You're too good at sweet-talking me."
He smirked evilly. "Well, I'm your husband and you love me."
"You're still as arrogant as you were when you were a padawan." It was her time to shook her head and sigh.
Anakin grinned, self-confidence washing over him like a wave. "And you love me for it."
"I must be crazy."
"No, you're not crazy: you just know that I'm irresistible."
Padmé rolled her eyes, feeling that the conversation was not coming to an end.
"You're not so irresistible and perfect, you know?" Padmé said dryly, knowing she was lying. Unfortunately for her, he knew that too. His grin grew, along with his ego.
"You're lying: we both know that I'm irresistible." Then he bent down to kiss her slightly parted lips. "But you're the perfect one."
He laid down undercovers next to her, after taking off his shirt, caressing her hair and wrapping a curl around his finger as she slowly fell asleep, a content smile across her face: Anakin kissed her cheeks and lips "Goodnight, my love."
He didn't know what he would do if he was to lose her: he would die, surely.
As he had told her three years before, when they were at the lake retreat on Naboo (AN: set at the Como's Lake in Italy… simply beautiful, I suggest you guys to go and see it.), he couldn't stay away from her too long: the thought of her was ossessive, always burned in his mind, and he was possessive of her, he always had been.
He couldn't bear to see her, to even think of her, talking to, laughing with or touching another man: it hurt him physically.
Sometimes, he wanted to imprison her in a tower, lock the door and throw away the key so she could be only his. But he knew it was impossible: first of all, she would hate him, and he didn't want this; second, he had always loved her indipendence and didn't want to take it from her.
'I love her so much: too much.'
It had been hard to win her over: at first she had refused to recognize her own feelings, even after that kiss… their first kiss.
He remembered it as well as it had been yesterday… his hand on the silk-like skin of her shoulder, her soft lips willing beneath his. It had ended entirely too fast, but it had set his loins in fire, un-Jedi thoughts running through his head.
In the years they had spent apart it hadn't passed a day in which he hadn't thought about her, her smile, her kindness, her confidence.
Even when he was 10 years old he had known that she was his: his statement was serious, not something that should have been forgotten.
"I'm going to marry you." Is a serious phrase coming out from the mouth of a 10 years old child and Padmé shouldn't have taken it as a joke. She hadn't understood how serious he was since they had meet again: oh, the adrenaline he felt that day!
And then, when she had finally confessed her own feelings on Geonosis, there hadn't been another man as happy as Anakin: it had given him the force to fight in the arena.
When he took her back to Naboo, he found the courage to propose: to his immense happiness she had accepted, a faint blush on her cheeks as her face was shining with a smile.
They had kissed once, twice, and again and again: that had been one of the best days in Anakin's life.
'Now she's mine, with my children growing in her.' He smiled softly, once again caressing the swell of her stomach.
Even after the 3 years they had been married, he couldn't get enough of her: her eyes, her perfume, her love for him. Sometimes it was too much and would overwhealm him.
But it was something he couldn't live without: that's why their relationship had to be kept secret from the Jedi Order.
:The loud sound of the bell startled Anakin out of his reveries.
He frowned: who would come to their apartment?
Well, in reality it was his apartment - given to him because he was a Jedi Master - because Padmé had another more suited for her as a Senator, where he usually went to meet her: but now that she was pregnant and wasn't required to go to the Senate, she had decided to stay with him.
"Master Anakin?" C-3PO asked.
"I'll go." He said, leaving the bed and the comfort of his wife: he closed the door connecting the bedroom with the living room, not wanting to disturb her.
He unlocked the door of the apartment and found himself in front of Obi-wan Kenobi. "Master…!" he exclaimed surprised. The other Jedi smiled warily. "Hello, old friend."
The two sat down on the couch.
"Anakin, I came here to discuss with you about our mission." Then, he noticed his friend's state of undress.
"But maybe I have disturbed you: were you sleeping?"
Anakin blushed and shook his head: "I was just resting: don't worry about it." He hoped Padmé would stay asleep and his old master would not detect her presence.
Obi-wan arched an eyebrow but stayed silent. "We should leave soon, as the Council suggested: early next morning. We'll meet at the east spaceport after dawn." The young Jedi nodded, suddenly serious.
"I don't know exactly how long we are going to stay there, but if we have to search almost the entire system, it's going to take quite some time. But pack lightly." Anakin nodded once again and added. "We have to be careful: this time we're only spying."
"We will talk about the details when we'll be on the ship." Obi-wan sighed and stood up "This is what I wanted to tell you: I'll let you rest now."
Anakin followed him and took him to the door.
:to be continued
I hope you liked this chapter as well as I: action is coming next one. I just wanted to introduce a bit the setting with those first chapters.
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