Fanfiction chap 54
She was back on the bed, patiently waiting for Anakin, thinking of the events. Her own acceptance ceremony had been short, shorter than Anakin's even though dinner was part of the ceremony, but Capa tended to have dinner early and to sleep early. Not the warriors she thought, they seemed to be having a fine time, if the drums were any indication.
Amidala was dressed in the same traditional robe, the simple unstitched golden square of cloth that was wrapped around her for her acceptance ceremony with the sheer scarf draped around her shoulders. Anakin came late, accompanied by his wild gang, she heard him take his leave. Loud laughter pierced the quite air as they left.
Her heart jumped with excitement as she got to her feet. "It seems like I haven't seen him for months." She thought.
Immediately she threw herself onto the pillows, pretending to be sleeping.
"Hey! Precious," Anakin whispered as he crawled up softly to the bed. He sat on the side of the bed and drank in her calm beauty, from the little light that came in from the courtyard and lovingly pushed back some loose strand off her face and grinned.
"Okay Queenie I know you're awake." He said, as he stretched out behind her, wrapping his arms around her he pressed his nose into her hair, taking a big whiff of the sweet fragrance of the flowers. She smiled and opened her eyes.
"It isn't fair to use the force," she said, turning in his arms and giggling.
"So how was your day?" She asked twining her hands around his neck.
"I missed you!" He said kissing her neck.
"You expect me to believe you!"
"Honest! I did… a little actually," He said winking, she rolled her eyes.
I'm a warrior now he said, it was one grand ceremony I wish you could see it." He started excitedly. He flicked a hand and the lights came on. Anakin stood on his knees and showed her the tattoo first, flexing his arms so that the tattoo appeared to ride a heavy rounded bulge. But his young bride seemed more interested in his clothes than what he had to show her.
She began to giggle, taking in his wrap. "My look at that!"
"Looks good doesn't it."
"I guess it's rather… sexy!" she said taking in his one exposed muscular thigh.
She began to run her hand on the soft fur, but Anakin shook her and pointed to the something on his arm.
Amidala grimaced at the sight of the rather big tattoo on his arm.
"Oh Anakin, you look like a pirate," she exclaimed with a frown.
"I thought it cool when I saw it on those pirates Obi-wan and I captured on Kachoum,"
"Look closely, love!" He said pointing to it.
She saw the Naboo royal insignia, with a blue and green saber crossed on top of it, a string of white flowers curled around the insignia at the bottom.
"Why the green saber?" she asked,
That is my master and this is me, he said pointing to the other one, we're her to protect you and Naboo. And this he said pointing to the flowers…"
"Is the symbol for loyalty and faith." She finished for him. He looked at her surprised.
"I have a tattoo too!" She said smugly.
Anakin's eyes grew wide with shock and quickly he pulled aside the scarf covering her body.
He rubbed her bare creamy arms, satisfied to see that it was not marred by any tattoos.
She giggled and showed him the tiny tattoo on her little finger. He was rather surprised, but grinned widely when he saw the blue saber and the flowers,
"Hey its lovely!" he said, as he kissed her little finger, sending a thrill down her arm. She pulled him to her and he let himself fall on top of her as they locked into a kiss. Anakin's arms went around her as his weight pressed on top of her, the soft smooth fur caressing her bare thigh. She moaned and let her hand wonder from around his neck to his hair, suddenly she recoiled and pushed him off.
"What!"' He said.
"Yuc! You're dirty!" she said, "What have you been doing? She asked testily, pushing him away from her.
"It looks like you've been rolling in the mud."
Anakin gave her an innocent look. "Well we were dancing. It wouldn't be wrong if I said I was rolling in the mud, except the mud was in the air."
"Dancing! In THAT! Boy I wish I could see you," She said, her lips curling in a small smile.
"I would have shown you, but not here because the floor would probably collapse besides I am too tired now," he said, flopping back on her.
"Oh! No you don't! Young man!" She said pulling his seemingly lifeless head up by his hair.
He let out a small ouch, letting his eyes drop, she let go and he dropped back onto her chest.
"You stink!" she said, moving and pushed him off her, he just plopped onto his back.
She saw that he had not even bothered to remove his mud-covered thongs, while climbing onto the bed. With a scowl she crawled over and removed them, throwing them into the far corner with disgust, the pattern of the thongs were set on his feet where the dirt had not got to it.
"Anakin either you take a shower or you sleep alone."
Anakin opened one eye and surveyed her. "You're not serious!"
She began to move from the bed.
"Okay! Okay!" he said, wincing and groaning as he pushed himself up. Then with an exaggerated motion he half hobbled and half stumbled towards the fresher.
She sat back on the bed with a heavy sign! Tomorrow the bongo would come to pick them up and this dream would end, she would soon have to face the harsh reality of her world. Worst! She didn't know how to tell Anakin.
She was back on the bed, patiently waiting for Anakin, thinking of the events. Her own acceptance ceremony had been short, shorter than Anakin's even though dinner was part of the ceremony, but Capa tended to have dinner early and to sleep early. Not the warriors she thought, they seemed to be having a fine time, if the drums were any indication.
Amidala was dressed in the same traditional robe, the simple unstitched golden square of cloth that was wrapped around her for her acceptance ceremony with the sheer scarf draped around her shoulders. Anakin came late, accompanied by his wild gang, she heard him take his leave. Loud laughter pierced the quite air as they left.
Her heart jumped with excitement as she got to her feet. "It seems like I haven't seen him for months." She thought.
Immediately she threw herself onto the pillows, pretending to be sleeping.
"Hey! Precious," Anakin whispered as he crawled up softly to the bed. He sat on the side of the bed and drank in her calm beauty, from the little light that came in from the courtyard and lovingly pushed back some loose strand off her face and grinned.
"Okay Queenie I know you're awake." He said, as he stretched out behind her, wrapping his arms around her he pressed his nose into her hair, taking a big whiff of the sweet fragrance of the flowers. She smiled and opened her eyes.
"It isn't fair to use the force," she said, turning in his arms and giggling.
"So how was your day?" She asked twining her hands around his neck.
"I missed you!" He said kissing her neck.
"You expect me to believe you!"
"Honest! I did… a little actually," He said winking, she rolled her eyes.
I'm a warrior now he said, it was one grand ceremony I wish you could see it." He started excitedly. He flicked a hand and the lights came on. Anakin stood on his knees and showed her the tattoo first, flexing his arms so that the tattoo appeared to ride a heavy rounded bulge. But his young bride seemed more interested in his clothes than what he had to show her.
She began to giggle, taking in his wrap. "My look at that!"
"Looks good doesn't it."
"I guess it's rather… sexy!" she said taking in his one exposed muscular thigh.
She began to run her hand on the soft fur, but Anakin shook her and pointed to the something on his arm.
Amidala grimaced at the sight of the rather big tattoo on his arm.
"Oh Anakin, you look like a pirate," she exclaimed with a frown.
"I thought it cool when I saw it on those pirates Obi-wan and I captured on Kachoum,"
"Look closely, love!" He said pointing to it.
She saw the Naboo royal insignia, with a blue and green saber crossed on top of it, a string of white flowers curled around the insignia at the bottom.
"Why the green saber?" she asked,
That is my master and this is me, he said pointing to the other one, we're her to protect you and Naboo. And this he said pointing to the flowers…"
"Is the symbol for loyalty and faith." She finished for him. He looked at her surprised.
"I have a tattoo too!" She said smugly.
Anakin's eyes grew wide with shock and quickly he pulled aside the scarf covering her body.
He rubbed her bare creamy arms, satisfied to see that it was not marred by any tattoos.
She giggled and showed him the tiny tattoo on her little finger. He was rather surprised, but grinned widely when he saw the blue saber and the flowers,
"Hey its lovely!" he said, as he kissed her little finger, sending a thrill down her arm. She pulled him to her and he let himself fall on top of her as they locked into a kiss. Anakin's arms went around her as his weight pressed on top of her, the soft smooth fur caressing her bare thigh. She moaned and let her hand wonder from around his neck to his hair, suddenly she recoiled and pushed him off.
"What!"' He said.
"Yuc! You're dirty!" she said, "What have you been doing? She asked testily, pushing him away from her.
"It looks like you've been rolling in the mud."
Anakin gave her an innocent look. "Well we were dancing. It wouldn't be wrong if I said I was rolling in the mud, except the mud was in the air."
"Dancing! In THAT! Boy I wish I could see you," She said, her lips curling in a small smile.
"I would have shown you, but not here because the floor would probably collapse besides I am too tired now," he said, flopping back on her.
"Oh! No you don't! Young man!" She said pulling his seemingly lifeless head up by his hair.
He let out a small ouch, letting his eyes drop, she let go and he dropped back onto her chest.
"You stink!" she said, moving and pushed him off her, he just plopped onto his back.
She saw that he had not even bothered to remove his mud-covered thongs, while climbing onto the bed. With a scowl she crawled over and removed them, throwing them into the far corner with disgust, the pattern of the thongs were set on his feet where the dirt had not got to it.
"Anakin either you take a shower or you sleep alone."
Anakin opened one eye and surveyed her. "You're not serious!"
She began to move from the bed.
"Okay! Okay!" he said, wincing and groaning as he pushed himself up. Then with an exaggerated motion he half hobbled and half stumbled towards the fresher.
She sat back on the bed with a heavy sign! Tomorrow the bongo would come to pick them up and this dream would end, she would soon have to face the harsh reality of her world. Worst! She didn't know how to tell Anakin.