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Forever Destined
Chapter 3: Are you an Angel?
Obi-Wan felt around for the door panel, as he furiously kissed the woman he had pressed against it. Finally the door slid open and they stumbled inside.
"Can I offer you a glass of wine, Sabe" Obi-Wan asked smoothly.
"Sure Ben, thank you," she replied. They drank together, before they resumed kissing. Obi-Wan slowly lowered her onto the sofa, while his tongue explored her mouth. His hand traveled to her breast and squeezed, before he fondled it through her dress. As he kissed down her neck, he lowered the straps on her low cut dress...
"Shall we continue this in the bedroom?" Obi-Wan asked. She mutely nodded. Obi-Wan stripped the rest of the dress off, leaving her in a pair of black panties. Obi-Wan lifted her up and carried her to the bedroom...
The next morning, Obi-Wan saw Sabe out, promising to call her, though he promised that to all the women he slept with. Anakin came out with a smile on his face.
"Well, where were you all night?" Obi-Wan asked.
"I met the most amazing woman last night. I saved her from a certain gang rape and helped her get home. She's so beautiful," Anakin replied, in a daze.
"Ah, hero sex. It is a great way to get laid," Obi-Wan replied.
"We didn't sleep together," Anakin told him.
"Why not? And where were you all night then?" Obi-Wan asked.
"I was with her at her apartment. We talked for four hours. I really like her," Anakin replied.
"Well, all the more reason for you to never see her again. Especially if she wouldn't sleep with you," Obi-Wan replied.
"Sorry big brother, but I'm seeing her again tonight," Anakin replied.
"So what is this woman's name?" Obi-Wan asked.
"Padme," Obi-Wan froze.
"As in Padme Amidala, the Senator?" Obi-Wan asked.
"Yes," Anakin replied.
"No, no, no, no, no, you can't date a Senator!" Obi-Wan cried.
"Well, she asked me to escort her to the Chancellor's gala tonight, so I would definitely call that a date," Anakin replied.
"Anakin, you can't date a Senator! She's a politician and they are not to be trusted. She'll rip your heart out and shatter it into a million pieces!" Obi-Wan warned. Anakin shook his head in vehement.
"She's not like that! She's not like other politicians," Anakin protested.
"And how do you know that?" Obi-Wan asked, crossing his arms over his chest. Anakin mirrored him, by crossing his own arms over his chest.
"Because I listened to her speak about the things she loves and the things she cares about. She fights for noble causes and does what is in the best interest of her people. You don't have to be Force Sensitive to sense that she is a good person. You only have to listen to her speak," Anakin replied, as he clipped his saber to his belt.
"Where are you going?" Obi-Wan asked.
"I have no duties at the Temple today, so I'm going to mom and dad's to have lunch. Then, I'm going to have mom help me with my tux for tonight," Anakin replied.
"So, you have a date tonight," Qui-Gon said at lunch. Shmi's interest was perked immediately.
"Yeah, I met her last night," Anakin said, with a smile.
"You also told me that you saved her life," Qui-Gon said, with a smile.
"Oh, my brave boy," Shmi said, as she ruffled Anakin's hair.
"Mom," Anakin complained.
"Mama's boy," Obi-Wan mumbled under his breath. Anakin turned and glared at him.
"Man whore," Anakin retorted under his breath. Obi-Wan returned his glare and elbowed him. Anakin elbowed him back, but before it could turn into one of their famous wrestling matches, Shmi quelled it.
"Boys," she said sternly, causing them both to stop.
"So, what's her name sweetheart?" Shmi asked.
"Padme Amidala," Anakin replied. Qui-Gon smiled coyly.
"The Senator?" Shmi asked.
"Yes," Anakin replied.
"I've met her before. She fights for a very good cause," Qui-Gon said.
"She's beautiful," Anakin said with a smile.
"She's still a politician," Obi-Wan replied. Anakin turned to him.
"She's not Siri and I'm not you. Not every relationship ends like yours," Anakin said.
"When she breaks your heart, don't come crying to me," Obi-Wan replied.
"That's enough, both of you," Qui-Gon said sternly.
"Come on Ani, I want to make sure your tux still fits. It's been so long since you've wore it and I might have to alter it," Shmi said.
Qui-Gon looked at Obi-Wan sternly, as they left.
"He looks up to you," Qui-Gon said.
"Well, he doesn't listen to me," Obi-Wan replied.
"I said he looks up to you. That doesn't mean that he doesn't know when you are wrong," Qui-Gon replied.
"What if I'm not?" Obi-Wan asked.
"What if you are? What if Anakin has met the woman he will spend the rest of his life with?" Qui-Gon asked.
"Surely you jest father. I shudder at the thought of my baby brother marrying a politician," Obi-Wan replied.
"Don't mess this up for him Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon warned, pointing his finger. Obi-Wan opened his mouth in protest.
"I know that you think you are protecting Anakin, but he has to be allowed to live his own life. And he cannot have you interfering in his love life," Qui-Gon said. Obi-Wan snorted.
"Fine," Obi-Wan replied grumpily.
"You know that your mother and I don't approve of certain aspects of your love life and we don't like the influence it has on Anakin," Qui-Gon told him. Obi-Wan rolled his eyes.
"Not this again," Obi-Wan complained.
"Yes, this again," Qui-Gon replied.
"Sorry dad, I don't have time for another lecture on love. While my baby brother is bored to tears at some political gala, I'll be having real fun," Obi-Wan replied, as he left the table. Qui-Gon sighed in exasperation.
Shmi straightened Anakin's tie and smiled at her grown baby boy.
"Oh Ani, you look so handsome," Shmi said.
"Thanks mom," Anakin replied.
"You don't wait too long to bring this girl home. I want to meet her," Shmi told him.
"I won't mom, but we haven't even gone on our first date yet," Anakin replied.
"I know, but I have a good feeling about this one," Shmi said with a smile. Anakin smiled back.
"Me too," Anakin replied, as he prepared to leave. Down in the garage, at his parents apartment complex, he hopped into his favorite yellow speeder. Fixing things was always something that came easy to him and was something he loved to do in his spare time. His father had bought a beaten up, old speeder for Anakin a few years ago and in his spare time, he had restored it completely. He had modified it to his liking, giving it a more powerful, faster engine and painted it yellow. Anakin merged into the busy Coruscant traffic and headed for Republica 500.
Anakin landed his speeder on Padme's veranda and stepped out. Padme smiled, as she saw him waiting patiently.
"Senator, are you sure you won't let me drive you both. I would feel safer about it," Captain Typho said.
"Nothing will happen, Captain. I will be perfectly safe with Anakin. He is a Jedi after all," Padme said, as she stepped out onto the veranda. She literally stole Anakin's breath. Her dress was long and slim and shimmered when the light caught it. It was silver in color and the neckline came down in a V. The straps were think and the dress dipped low in the back. It flowed around her, hugging her curves in all the right places. Her hair was pulled atop her head with a silver head bead around it. Her long curls spilled down from the silver head clasp and down her back.
"Are you an angel?" Anakin asked, before he could stop himself. Padme looked down and blushed.
"I don't know about that," she replied shyly.
"Are you sure? Because you look like one," he replied.
"You're sweet, no one's ever said something so sweet to me before. And they certainly never called me an angel," she replied, with a shy smile.
"Well, they're blind then. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and I'm honored to be escorting you tonight, milady," Anakin said, as he kissed her hand. She blushed again.
"Thank you Anakin. You look very handsome," Padme replied.
"Thank you," he replied, as he helped her into the speeder. He walked around and hopped in, before speeding off for the Senate Rotunda.
Padme entered the ball room on Anakin's arm, as they talked with each other. Palpatine spotted them, as he was making his rounds.
"Ah, Senator Amidala. You look lovely this evening, milady," the Chancellor greeted.
"Thank you Chancellor," Padme replied.
"And who is this strapping young man who is privileged enough to escort a woman of your beauty?" Palpatine asked.
"I'm Anakin Skywalker, sir," Anakin bowed with respect.
"Ah yes, Yan Dooku's grandson. The Council says you'll be entering the trials already and you're about to become one of few to reach Knighthood at such a young age," Palpatine complimented.
"Thank you sir," Anakin replied. Padme introduced Anakin to a few of her colleagues, including Bail Organa and his wife Breha. They continued to talk and Anakin left to refill their wine glasses. While he was gone, Padme heard an unwelcome voice.
"Well, long time no see, Senator Amidala," the voice sneered. Padme turned to face the man.
"Hello Palo," she replied.
"Hello Padme," he replied icily.
"You're looking very beautiful, as always," Palo said, as he tried to kiss her hand, but she quickly pulled it away. He smirked at her.
"So, who's the blonde?" he asked.
"He's my date, not like it's any of your business," Padme replied. Palo clicked his tongue.
"Such hostility, my love. It's a shame, since we used to be so good together," Palo taunted.
"Good for you maybe," Padme retorted. Palo grabbed her arm before she would walk away.
"I don't like your attitude Padme," Palo said.
"Let go of me," Padme said, through clenched teeth. Palo squeezed harder.
"I believe she asked you to let go," Anakin said, as he approached them. Padme wrenched her arm away from his loosened grip. Deciding it was best to leave, as he found himself under the young Jedi's glare, Palo kindly excused himself.
"Thank you Anakin," Padme said, relief evident in her voice.
"Who was that?" Anakin asked.
"That's Palo. He's an old boyfriend and we didn't exactly end things on good terms. I'll tell you the gruesome details another time. But right now, there's something else I'd rather do," Padme said, as her eyes drifted to the dance floor.
"Oh, may I have this dance, milady?" Anakin asked formally, offering his hand.
"You may, milord," she replied. Anakin laughed.
"Don't call me that. It sounds weird," Anakin said.
"Well then, don't call me 'milady'," she replied.
"Fair enough, Padme," he said, as he swept her into his arms. They swayed slowly together and Padme found herself drowning in his striking blue eyes. Anakin was captivated by her beauty again.
"Maybe I should call you angel, because I swear that you must be one," Anakin told her sincerely. Padme's cheeks flushed. Never had a man paid her such lavish compliments. Sure, many had called her beautiful and usually while they let their eyes travel over her body. But she sensed the sincerity in Anakin's words and felt it, as his eyes never left hers as he spoke.
"Padme...I don't really know if this is the right time to ask, but I'm going to go for it anyway. I really like you Padme and I was wondering if...you'd be...my girlfriend?" Anakin asked. Padme's eyes glittered, as she smiled brightly at him.
"I thought you would never ask, my Jedi hero," she replied. He tipped his head and smiled shyly. He reached up and caressed her soft cheek with the back of his hand. Padme's eyes locked with his, as his head began to slowly lower to hers. A chill of anticipation ran through her and she instinctively closed her eyes, as his lips drew hers into a kiss. Padme felt her knees go weak from his kiss, but she didn't have to worry, because he was holding her too tightly to let her fall. Slowly, Anakin broke the kiss and their eyes locked again.
"I've met my commitment by attending already. We could go back to my place for a while," she suggested.
"That sounds great," Anakin replied. She accepted his arm, as they left together.
Palpatine looked around the room and seeing that the time was right to slip away, he did so. He arrived at his office a few moments later and pulled the cowl of his dark cloak over his head. He opened the doors to his office balcony and stepped out. A Zabrak male with elaborate black and red tattoos on his body was waiting for him. The Zabrak bowed.
"Master," he greeted.
"Greetings Lord Maul. I trust things went as planned on Cato-Neimodia," Sidious said.
"Yes master. Everything is set. Viceroy Gunray is getting impatient, but I advised him that it is in his best interest to wait for your signal," Maul replied. Sidious sneered evilly.
"You have done well, Lord Maul," Sidious said.
"Thank you my master," Maul replied.
"The time is coming, my young apprentice. Soon, we shall make our presence known again and crush the Jedi," Sidious said darkly...
"So, we had a huge argument and I told him I never wanted to see him again. I meant every word and tonight was the first I'd seen of him since then," Padme explained.
"If he treated you the way you said he did, then he didn't deserve you," Anakin told her.
"I know. So what about you? I told you all about my sordid love life, or lack thereof. What about you?" she asked. Anakin took a deep breath, knowing that this was coming. He just hoped that she believed that he really liked her and wasn't with her just see if he could get her to sleep with him. Anakin began by telling her about his relationship with Serra and how they had hooked up a few times after they broke up. He explained how he originally had broken it off with her, because, while he loved her as a friend, he was not falling in love with her. Then, he told her about Aayla and his one night stand with Barriss.
"I hope you don't think ill of me. I really like you Padme. I've never met anyone like you and I can't stop thinking about you. I really want this to work and I hope you won't hold my past experience against me," Anakin said.
"Of course I won't Anakin. You didn't even know me when you were with those other girls, so how could I be angry with you for that? I really like you too and I can't stop thinking about you either. Besides, everyone gets lonely, believe me, I know," she confessed shyly. He caressed her cheek and tilted her chin up, so their eyes met.
"But now, we don't have to be alone," he replied, as his lips inched toward hers. Padme eagerly met him half way, wanting nothing more than to feel his exquisite, full lips on hers.
Padme eagerly pressed her lips to his in earnest and slipped her arms around his neck. Anakin angled his head over her lips, slowly deepening the kiss. Padme felt tingles of excitement, as he probed his tongue along her bottom lip. Lost in his incredible taste, she parted her lips and allowed his silky tongue to slide in along hers. Anakin plundered her mouth passionately, drinking in her sweet taste. A moan of pleasure hummed in Padme's throat, as he moved his lips sensually over hers. They broke the kiss and smiled at one another. Anakin settled himself against the arm of the sofa and Padme settled herself over him, snaking her arms around his neck again. Her eyes rolled back and she tilted her head, as Anakin drew her enticing lips into another kiss. He moved his zealously over hers, probing his tongue in her mouth and meeting her own in a sensual dance. Their lips locked again and again in passionate kisses that left them both breathless and craving for more. They fed their cravings, by continuing their kisses and making out. Their lips met again and again, soft and sensually, hard and passionately, and furious and zealously. Eventually, they pulled apart, though neither of them really wanted to.
"I should go, it's getting pretty late," Anakin said, as he stood up and pulled her up with him.
"I guess so," she replied. She walked with him out onto the veranda where his speeder was parked. They embraced in another series of short, sensual kisses, before parting for the night.
"Come over tomorrow night. We can have dinner, just the two of us," she said. He smiled.
"You debate and you cook?" he teased.
"I may be a politician, but I know my way around the kitchen. I'll have you know that I come from a little mountain village and I learned to cook before I learned to debate," she replied coyly. He laughed.
"I'd love to. I'll be here at seven," he replied. She smiled dreamily, as she watched her handsome Jedi fly off in his speeder. She had never felt like this before with anyone. He made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the galaxy and she knew that her dreams tonight would be filled with him...