A/N: Yep, I'm back.

With my favorite couple, to boot!

So. I haven't played Fatal Frame II (naughty Emmy) but my idea of Mio is a strong-willed, kick-ass kind of gal who can keep Ani on his toes. Sorry if you don't agree, but that's what I think.

By the way, this takes place in the Star Wars universe, timeline episode II. (Anakin is about 19 and Obi-Wan is 29.) Padme does exist, but she's Obi-Wan's lover.

Some people say I went with Anakin for pity. Or because I couldn't wait to have a Jedi between my legs. Others say our relationship was just a mistake, a wrong flick of the 'saber or a stuck shutter on the Camera Obscura. But I don't pay any attention to them, whatever planet they're from. All I care about are those gleaming blue eyes I get to stare into each day, and those sweet lips I feel on my forehead when he whispers he loves me.

"Ani," I whisper as he turns to report to his master, like he does every day. I almost wish he won't hear me, but of course he does, and the concern on his face is what I see when he turns back to face me.

"What's wrong, Mio?" he asked softly, taking my face in his cool hands.

"What if you never come back to me?" I am almost ashamed to be caught thinking a thought like that, a thought implying I don't think Anakin is strong enough to keep himself alive. But I can't help worrying.

He doesn't seem to sense anything in my question, though, as he kisses me once again.

"You don't have to worry about a thing. Master Kenobi knows what he's doing, and he'll be damned if he lets me out on my own." Those joking words, paired with his playful grin, ease my heart. I nod and step back.

"Go on. Don't want to keep Master Kenobi waiting, do you?" I respond, adding a smile of my own. His grin widens as he leaves our room in the Jedi Temple and travels down the walkways I myself know so well, although I am no Jedi.

Our story is, on a trip to Earth, Anakin and his master Obi-Wan Kenobi crashed near the house where my sister Mayu and I lived. For two weeks I healed the Jedi myself, reminding Mayu to mind her leg. I gave them medicine and told them jokes. Once even I had to wash their hair. Well, Anakin's, really. Obi-Wan wasn't injured too badly, but since when they were crashing Anakin was out of his seat going to check on the controls, he got a broken arm and badly sprained ankle.

After those two weeks, their ship was fixed and I was in love. Hopelessly in love, or so I thought, until at the last minute Anakin told me he loved me too.

Of course, after that, Anakin just wouldn't leave. He'd steal parts of the engine and throw the food supplies in the river and even once destroyed all the seats with his lightsaber. Each night he would come outside the window to the room where Mayu and I slept and coax me out to greet him, just for five minutes, promise, Mi-Mi. We usually ended up staying outside till dawn, me watching him train or trading tales. I was in heaven.

Then Master Kenobi had enough of Anakin's games and asked him why he was stalling their return home. I expected him to lie and leave me behind forever, but amazingly he held my hand as he explained our relationship to his master. Again, I expected the Jedi to leave me behind, but Master Obi-Wan's expression softened as he studied me.

Startlingly, beautifully, perfectly, he asked me if I'd like to come with them the Coruscant and present our case to the Jedi Council.

I would've accepted immediately if not for my sleeping twin. I asked them if we could bring Mayu along, but they wouldn't have it. I almost got on the ship without saying anything to Mayu, but right before it was about to take off, I ran off the ramp and woke her up, telling her everything.

She nodded understandingly and put her hands on my shoulders. She told me to go back with them, to leave her behind.

"What are you going to do?" I'd asked, worried. She just shook her head.

"I'll go to the city and live with Uncle. But you can't stay here. Your Jedi-in-armor is waiting." With that I hugged her tightly and ran off to the ship, tears streaming down my cheeks.

When we stood before the Council and told them what was going on, most of the Jedi flatly refused to have me there. They said I would cause too much trouble, and that I should go home.

But in the wise eyes of Master Yoda, I found comfort and solace as he said,

"Let her stay. Let them love. I do not pretend to know the future, but from where I stand, it seems to be bright as long as this young woman is part of our lives."

His words echoed through the halls of the Jedi Temple for what seemed like forever. Finally, the Jedi Anakin had told me was Master Mace Windu spoke.

"I agree with Master Yoda."

Slowly, painstakingly, all of the Jedi murmured their agreements and I felt like I could fly. As it was, Anakin burst into the room (he wasn't allowed to be there while they were talking) and spun me around so much I was dizzy. Dizzy, but incredibly happy.

Sadly, Anakin had to return to his training, and was only allowed to see me either at his lunch break, in the mornings, or at night. Still, I felt blessed that they even let me stay in that solar system.

And I still do. Every thought is either I love Anakin or I'm so lucky.

So, so lucky…

I was sure a long day of uneasy worrying would follow Anakin's leaving, so I jumped in surprise when he popped into our room an hour later.

"Whoops. Didn't mean to scare you," he chuckled, coming up to me and smoothing my hair from my face. I laughed nervously.

"It's fine. I just wasn't expecting you back so early. What happened?" I asked. I turned to face him and held his chin in my hand. His eyes were alight with mischief and euphoria, and I just couldn't keep my curiosity as bay.

"I worked it out with Master Obi-Wan and the rest of them. Because today is a very special day, they let me have it off. Of course, I'll have to work twice as hard tomorrow, but no matter. At least I get to spend today with you."

I blushed with embarrassment. I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.

"Err… Exactly what is today?"

I feared he'd be angry, but as usual he just laughed. "I guess you weren't really paying attention to the date. But that's fine. I'll just keep it a secret."

"Anakin-" I started to complain, before he cut me off by placing two fingers on my lips.

"Hush. I'll take care of it. It'll just be a surprise," he said, taking his fingers off my lips and smirking like a Cheshire cat.

"When will you tell me?" I asked. Really, the suspense was killing me!

"Eventually. C'mon, let's go explore the city. You've never been outside the Temple have you?" he said, taking my hand. When I shook my head no, he clucked his tongue and dragged me out of the room to the terrace, where a speeder was waiting for us.

"Who's going to be flying?" I joked. We both knew it was too dangerous to let me fly. I'd crash into stuff. Which is why it surprised me when he answered,

"You."

"M-Me?! I'm not qualified to fly this thing- I'd kill somebody!" I would have continued with my rant if he hadn't held up a hand of silence.

"I know you're not exactly comfortable with the idea of flying yet, but you need to learn if you're going to survive in this galaxy," he said calmly. "You are sixteen, after all." After that last comment he smiled again and slid into the shotgun seat of the speeder. I sighed and crawled from the back seat to the pilot's seat and looked to Anakin for guidance.

"What?" he asked, noticing me looking at him. I gestured toward the controls.

"Aren't you going to tell me what to do?"

"Nope," he responded, popping the p. I stared at him, feeling my eyeballs nearly fall out of their sockets.

"You're not going to help me? I don't even know how to start it!" I squeaked. I'd always hated it when my voice went up a couple octaves when I was nervous. I felt that nervousness level shoot up immediately when he starting shaking his head.

"Just do it the way you think is right. I guess, if you were a Jedi, I'd tell you to use the Force," he joked. He laid his hand on mine and I calmed down slightly. After he removed his hand, however, I glared at him.

"You're using your Jedi mind tricks on me, aren't you?"

That made him laugh; a sound that could always make me smile. Even now. I took a deep breath and reached for the ignition switch, which, to my surprise, was already turned on. Before I could even comprehend what was going on, my foot stomped on the gas pedal and we sped into the busy Coruscant airways.

"See, that wasn't too bad, was it?" Anakin asked, grinning. I was completely out of breath, my hair a mess from the howling wind. It was only after I'd started to breathe again that I realized something.

"I didn't fly for a single second on the way here."

He frowned, forehead creasing in confusion. Or frustration.

"How'd you figure it out so fast?"

"HA!" I exclaimed, nearly jumping out of the seat. Anakin smiled shamefully and found a sudden interest in his boots.

"Yeah, so, I kind of did everything. But you have to admit, it was still fun!" he countered, looking up to meet my eyes. I fought the urge to sigh- he was still so much like a child. "Anyway, you never answered my question. How'd you find out?"

I smiled softly. "You never told me where we were going. I'm assuming this is it, so you must've driven us while putting me under the impression that I was the pilot," I explained.

"Damn," he muttered. "Well, you're right. We're here."

He got out of the speeder and walked to my side, where he opened the door and held out his hand. Taking it, I expected him to just help me stand, but instead he pulled me toward him and picked me up bridal style.

"What are you doing?" I laughed, confused. He laughed too.

"I can't let you walk on the same streets as these vermin," he joked, gesturing to the many odd creatures crossing the streets. "It'd be like letting a princess sleep in a Sith camp."

"You're walking the same streets," I pointed out.

"Who said I was any better than a Sith?"

Right as I was about to make my rebuttal to his obviously false statement, he pushed open the door of a grimy (but good-smelling) diner with his foot and set me down in the nearest booth.

"I thought you said you wouldn't let me walk the streets," I said while he slipped into the seat across from me.

"Yes, but this is Dex's place. He's wizard," Anakin said, smirking. I raised my eyebrow.

"Wizard? Oh dear. You haven't been this excited in a while."

"Dex is a cool guy. He's a friend of my Master's. Speaking of which." Anakin gestured towards a large green creature who was hobbling his way toward us, a smile on his face.

"Ani, my boy! You haven't been here in a while!" the creature who must be Dex bellowed. Anakin chuckled.

"There wasn't really enough time."

"Ah, but I see you've made enough time for a ladyfriend!" Dex laughed while I blushed and tried to disappear into my seat. Dex's voice was so loud I wondered if Mayu could hear it.

"Master Obi-Wan and I got stuck on Earth for quite a while, if you remember. This pretty one nursed me back to health. After that, I just couldn't leave her," Anakin explained. I felt my limbs go numb with the amount of blood rushing to my face.

"Ah, is that so? Well then, I'd say this one's a keeper!" Dex laughed again and winked at me. "So, what do you kids want for lunch? Bill's on me."

Just as Anakin was about to respond, a large crash was heard, as well as a few people screaming. I turned my head to the commotion so fast I got whiplash.

"What's goin' on back there?" Dex growled. I got the impression that this was one guy you did not want to piss off. And he looked pretty peeved.

Suddenly, the lights in the diner went out; the darkness was penetrated only by a ruby-red lightsaber and the silence fought off by its hum.

"Sith!" Anakin growled. He swung around the booth seat and held me tight, but he was literally snarling and I could tell he wanted more than anything to get up there and kick some ass.

"Anakin," I said in a hushed whisper, "You should go. Go destroy those Sith. I know you want to, and your master would do the same, as would any other Jedi."

He looked back at me, worry evident on his face. "I don't want to leave you alone."

I tried to smile; anything to ease his heart. "Don't worry. Dex will take care of me. Won't you?"

Dex turned to face us with a serious expression. He'd sheathed a long, sharp knife from his apron pocket and looked about ready to use it. He nodded as response to my question, and took Anakin's place when he rushed off the meet the Sith, his green lightsaber already activated.

With the new illumination, Dex's eyes widened to where they resembled the dinner saucers on the table next to us.

"What?" I hissed. "What's wrong?"

"Bomb!" Before I could gather my thoughts, Dex pulled me down under the table and shielded me with his body as his precious diner was blown to bits.

"Anakin," I sobbed. "Oh, Ani."

Anakin lay bruised and scarred on the hospital bed before me. It had taken at least an hour of my hysteric screaming for me to calm down enough to actually listen to what the Jedi healers had to say.

He's fine. He's alright. He'll be swinging around that lightsaber first thing tomorrow morning.

I couldn't believe them. After all the good fortune I'd had, I knew it had to come to an end. Anakin couldn't live, because karma worked that way. He would've died because of my suggestion, and I wouldn't be able to face anyone with that fact bearing down on me. I figured they'd banish me to the Outer Rim, where the only thing for miles was rock.

I was in the middle of pondering the best, most painful way to kill myself when something absolutely amazing happened.

He woke up.

"Mio…" he murmured. He lifted a frail, shaky hand to my cheek and I held it there, new tears forming in my eyes.

"Why are you crying?" he asked, crumpling his forehead in confusion. He slowly raised his hand and wiped the escaping tear away. I sighed in happiness and grasped his hand as tightly as I could without hurting him.

"I'm so happy you're alive," I cried, hanging my head. "I thought you were dead."

Anakin lifted my chin so I had to look him in the eye. I was amazed to see he was actually smiling.

"You didn't think you'd get rid of me that easily, did you?"

I started laughing and crying at the same time. He moved over on the hospital bed, pulled me on it next to him, and wrapped his arms around me. Although I knew it must've hurt, I couldn't help being euphoric as he kissed my forehead and whispered he loved me.

I was so lucky. So, so very lucky.

A/N: I forgot to mention, the special occasion was their one-year anniversary.

This didn't take as long at the Hatoyu oneshot… probably because I like AniMio better… Hehe.

So. Read, review, re-read, hell you can even re-review if you want! Just no flames. My poor little heart can't take it. *sob sob*

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