Prelude to a Kiss (Anakin/Amidala)

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  1. Anakin's Angel

    Anakin's Angel Jedi Padawan star 4

    May 3, 2000
    Hey there!

    Large, billowy cotton-candy colored streamers
    caught the warm, spring breeze. The sun, already high in the Naboo sky, cast a pleasant glow on the occupants below it. Various crowds of very race were gathered
    to celebrate the 10 anniversary of Liberation Day in Theed. Two small girls
    giggled while Augie and his bandmates warmed
    up their instruments in preperation.

    In the center of it all, the planet's fearless leader stood stoicly in place. From
    afar, Amidala appeared calm; It was only when you got a closer look that her impatience shown through. Where is he?
    She and Sabé had been waiting, albeit patiently up until now, for their shuttle driver to arrive. Now, Amidala could walk
    to where she needed to be, but was not permitted to.

    Maker forbid I should dirty my shoes! She grumbled, inwardly. Sabé shared a smile
    with her as they turned their attention away
    from the parade for a moment.


    " will get cleaned up at once, padawan!
    ...No excuse for your behavior..."

    Anakin Skywalker was running as if his life
    depended on it. Which, judging from the look
    on Obi-Wan's face, it might. He was used to
    being berated for one thing or another...but mostly for his penchant at finding trouble.
    This time? Piloting the ship Casetta
    into a mudpond. Had it not been for the fact
    that he hadn't been to Naboo in ten years,
    his nerves may not have been so unsettled.

    The Council had suggested they travel to Naboo in order to help the planet celebrate
    ten years of freedom. Anakin knew that Obi-Wan was emtionally tapped right now, as memories of Qui-Gon kept replaying like a
    holomovie in his mind. Naboo was the last
    place Qui-Gon walked alive.

    Pulling the muddied tunic from his body, he
    turned the corner and slammed right into
    his past.


    Sabé was immediately on the defensive, leading Amidala away from the accidental attack. Anakin took a quick step back to
    assess the damage. Well, I'll be a son
    of a bantha! It's Amidala! "My apologies,
    your Majesty." He said, with a Jedi-worthy bow.

    Amidala scowled back at him. "It's about time
    you got here! And where is my shuttle?"

    Anakin paled and shook his head. Well, looks like someone picked up a royal attitude. Figuring she hadn't recognized him,
    he decided to play along. Behind her, he saw
    the real shuttle driver approaching.
    "It will be only a moment, your Highness."

    She nodded imperceptibly, but the scowl remained. Anakin sent her his biggest dirt-eating grin and ran off towards the driver.
    Sacrificing a modicium of pride, he raised
    his hand ever so slightly before the eyes
    of the confused young man. "You will allow
    me to drive her Highness today."

    A few confused looks later, and Anakin was
    piloting the speeder back towards HerRoyalCrankiness. Had it really been ten
    years since he saw her? They'd kept in contact for a few years, but eventually lost
    track of each other. She looked older, more
    beautiful than he remembered. He idly wondered what she would think of him now?
    Not such a little boy anymore, your highness.

    "Your chariot awaits, my lady." He winked at
    Sabé, eliciting a small smile from the stoic
    handmaiden. Amidala stepped inside hastily,
    ignoring his pleasantries. "I would appreciate it if you refrained from speaking." She

    Sabé elbowed her, her expression seeming to
    say *cool it*. There was just something about
    this guy that was driving her nuts. She'd felt it as soon as he approached. Raised
    body temperature, accelerated heartbeat. The
    slight flush that she felt when they made eye
    contact. She had many attractive men working
    for her, but he was different.

    And it was upsetting her to no end.

    Anakin's quick survey into her mind told him
    where she was headed, and he placed the
    shuttle on autopilot for the short duration.
    Obi-Wan's gonna love this. That's if his Master ever stopped yelling long enough to laugh.

    As they approached the dias, Anakin saw his
    aforementioned Master already standing there
    with the remaining handmaidens. Looks like
    the Queen is in for a small surprise this afternoon. With a smile to his passen
  2. ami-padme

    ami-padme Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Sep 19, 1999
    Good start! Please continue...I want to see Amidala's reaction when she realizes who she's being so snippy with...
  3. Anakin's Angel

    Anakin's Angel Jedi Padawan star 4

    May 3, 2000

    Thanks ami-padme! Here we go!


    The celebration was nearing full swing by the
    time Anakin was able to locate a clean tunic. By then, Amidala was already speaking
    to the excited crowd. Gone was her attitude
    and in its place was the warm, caring person
    he'd met all those years ago. He knew that he
    was supposed to be listening to her
    speech...but he was transfixed by her appearance. The shimmering salmon colored dress clung to her in all the right places,
    and was topped off by an elegant headpiece.

    From somewhere at his left, he felt a gentle
    nudge. I take it she didn't recognize you,
    padawan? He turned to Obi-Wan with a smile on his face. "Not yet, anyway. She thought I was her driver, actually..."

    Obi-Wan's laugh elicited a harsh look from
    the dignitaries gathered around them. He quickly quieted, reverting back to the bond.
    We are going to be here all month, Anakin.
    She's sure to run into you sometime.

    Oh, you can bet on that, Master. I'm just curious to see how long it takes her to figure it out. Seems she's developed quite the attitude since we saw her last. Anakin pushed his luck a bit by catching her
    eye as she walked past and winking.

    She blushed and scowled deeper than before.

    I need to get offline a moment..will return.
  4. Shadowen

    Shadowen Jedi Youngling star 3

    May 11, 1999
    Now that was unexpected. Ami not recognizing Anakin? Brilliant!
  5. ami-padme

    ami-padme Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Sep 19, 1999
    Good stuff! The only thing you might mention is why Amidala didn't notice his Padawan haircut...I figured that Anakin was such a mess, that it wasn't easy to tell...
  6. Rabe02

    Rabe02 Jedi Youngling star 1

    Nov 13, 1999
    Okay. Write more. You have to write more. Now.
  7. Alpha_Ferdante

    Alpha_Ferdante Jedi Youngling star 2

    May 28, 1999
    Plus, she could have been so distracted with impatience to get to the celebration that she'd only notice the fact that he was late and, perhaps, a bit about his good looks.

    I'm loving this story already. I love the whole thing about tension building up.

    At last, we see a little fire in Amidala. The kind of fire we all know her daughter has in abundance.
  8. JediFinrod

    JediFinrod Jedi Youngling star 3

    Mar 4, 2000
    I love Amidala's royal attitude! More soon!
  9. Jedi Pikachu

    Jedi Pikachu Jedi Youngling star 1

    Feb 27, 2000
    You will post more soon!
  10. Wampasmak

    Wampasmak Jedi Master star 3

    Apr 6, 2000
    Good good good good good!
  11. epic

    epic Ex Mod star 8 VIP - Former Mod/RSA

    Jul 4, 1999
    Great start! Keep it coming!
  12. Mr. P

    Mr. P FanFic Archive Editor, Manager Emeritus star 5 VIP - Former Mod/RSA

    Apr 1, 2000
    Yes! We can always use another Ami/Ani thread! Please post more, or I'll have to mind-trick you.

    30 seconds later:

    Uh, you haven't posted yet, so, "You *will* post again now."
  13. Anakin's Angel

    Anakin's Angel Jedi Padawan star 4

    May 3, 2000

    Wow...thanks to all of you!


    As the sun set over Naboo, Anakin was doing his best to weave through the crowd and find
    Obi-Wan. Seems the celebration required a day of standing to attention on the dias while wave after wave of dignitaries spoke.
    It was the stuff that the Jedi had tested their mettle with; Seeing how long on could
    stand in one place wihtout entering a Jedi
    hibernation trance.

    Now dirty and sunburned, he wanted nothing
    more than a trip to the 'fresher and some new clothes. A chance to see Amidala again
    would be divine.. But, alas, he saw that
    she was currently surrounded by the gaggle of
    handmaidens that travelled with her. The appreared, from here, to be a sea of white and salmon.

    Just as he was about to give up all hope,
    a tug on his robe brought him face to face
    with his elusive Master. "The Queen has requested that her Jedi guests stay
    with her inside the Palace proper. But that
    we don't, and I quote, Endanger her or her staf in any way."

    Anakin laughed and scratched at the stubble
    forming on his chin. "She didn't recognize
    you either? Must be the beard, although that
    seems to be attracting females as of late-" He dodged a well-placed jab by his
    Master and laughed. "I do wonder what's happened to make her such a stuck-up royal pain in the-"

    Before he could finish the sentence, Amidala, flanked by Sabé and Eirtaé, approached them. "I welcome you to Naboo. One of my servants will show you to your quarters shortly." There it is again! That...something feeling that makes me want
    to smack that grin from his face.

    Anakin swore he would have received a warmer
    welcome on the surface of Hoth; Brrrr. Still, he didn't miss the telltale flush that formed on her cheeks. She knew something was up..she just didn't know what.
    "We are welcome, Your Highness. We will o our best to keep out of trouble." He hadn't
    meant for that slight twinge of sarcasm to
    creep into his voice. Really.

    Amidala's eyes were pure fire. Bogged down
    inside a massive white robe, she was a tiny
    spitfire. It was all she could do to refrain
    from huffing away in a totally undignified way. "I'm amused you Jedi find me so humorous. I trust you will do your best to
    find trouble." She crossed her arms
    across her chest in a classic defensive
    stance. "You are welcome to join us this evening at the celebratory ball. However, a proper escort is required..."

    Anakin stole a look over at his Master. Escorts? Jedi do not take escorts! Obi-Wan rolled his eyes, as if to say "We do what we must, padawan."

    Fine, he could play. "I must ask then, your Highness. Would you be so kind to escort me to the celebratory ball?" He reached for
    her gloved hand, but she snapped it away
    in haste.

    "I already have an escort, Jedi. But my handmaiden here, does not. She will be
    your escort, unless you decide otherwise."
    The look in her eyes said it all. *You will
    obey me, Jedi*. Damn right he would! At this
    point, he would pluck every jewel from her
    headpiece if she asked. I am so weak.

    Sabé turned to him with an evil gleam in her
    eyes. He was never more afraid of a tiny handmaiden before in his short life. "I would
    be honored to be your escort-"

    The handmaiden cut him off. "It's a masquerade ball, do come in something other
    than that." She ponited at the standard wears of a Jedi. Anakin bit back a snide remark and barked out a laugh. "We will do our best, my lady. Now, if you'll excuse us?"

    Amidala's curt nod was the only goodbye they received. Together, he and Obi-Wan walked
    until they reached the Palce doors. "Didn't I tell you she was a pill? I wonder who this
    escort of hers is; Must be a real trooper to
    put up with that!"

    Obi-Wan's laugh echoed inside the marble walls. "What do you suppose we Jedi wear to
    a masquerade? I'm afraid I forgot to pack
    our party clothes, padawan."

    "Maybe we can get ourselve some of those handmaiden gowns..." Anakin's voice faded
    as they walked deeper into the Palace. What
    proved to already be an interesting morning
    promised much more excitement as the sun tunred in for the night.

    Masquerade indeed.

  14. Mr. P

    Mr. P FanFic Archive Editor, Manager Emeritus star 5 VIP - Former Mod/RSA

    Apr 1, 2000
    YES! Post more, pleez?
  15. Darth Padme

    Darth Padme Jedi Youngling star 2

    Oct 22, 1999
    This is great! Post more soon PLEASE!
  16. Jaded

    Jaded Jedi Master star 3

    Feb 27, 2000
    Oooh, this is most intriguing. Keep up the work and don't leave us hanging! I'm on the edge of my seat!

  17. Alderaan21

    Alderaan21 Jedi Padawan star 4

    Jul 24, 1998
    In the immortal words of the Lord Darth Vader: <BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Geneva,Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Yippee!

    Another A/A story, and so far a very good one. Very clever premise too, Amidala developing an attitude and not recognizing Ani... our little Ami's in for a shock! hehe... Keep up the good work, and post soon.

    BTW... AA, would you mind if I archived this story at my Ani/Ami site? When it's completed, that is.
  18. Anakin's Angel

    Anakin's Angel Jedi Padawan star 4

    May 3, 2000

    Thank you all so very much! It's nice to
    have good feedback on a story!
    It makes me want to write!

    Grand Palace Balroom
    Theed Palace

    The music was as lively as the many costumes that were paraded about. Amidala stood beside Degan Cassetta, her escort for the evening and fought off the urge to scream. Degan could hardly walk without tripping over his wookiee-like feet, how was he going to be able to dance with her? No, she was not pleased.

    Across the room, she spied Sabe and the young Jedi boy standing arm and arm. Well, well, Jedi. You certainly clean up nicely. She caught herself before the thought went any further; That kind of thinking would only get in her trouble. The music changed then to an old Naboo classic and she felt Degan tugging gently on her hand. The very hand I pulled away from the Jedi... She smiled demurely at him and allowed herself to be pulled to the floor.


    Anakin, dressed in the 'costume' of a Naboo Starpilot, twirled Sabe around in a large cicle, enjoying the nearly-not-faux smile on her face. Her jade-green dress did its best to accent her tiny figure, and it picked up the emerald glints in her eyes. She was beautiful....but she wasn't Amidala. No matter kind of disquise they put on her.

    "You're a wonderful dancer, Jedi. It makes up
    for your personality." Sabe spoke the almost-insult in such a sweet voice, that he had to laugh. "I could say the same for you, dear lady. They must not teach you manners in handmaiden classes." Touche. Just for that, Anakin pulled her in closer as the music slowed. From over his shoulder, he saw Amidala being tortured by her escort's attempts at dancing. Figures, the guy's as big as a bantha.

    In his arms, Sabe unconsciously molded herself to him. Let the Queen think what she likes, this one is cute, and he dances. He was well over six-feet tall, with spiky blond hair and..well..he's a Jedi! Of course, she would never let on that she found him anything but repulsive. She had to admit that Amidala was losing out by carrying on with Degan like she was; The one in her arms was well worth the trouble.


    I am going to kill her. That was Amidala's first thought when she saw her 'loyal bodyguard' clinging to the Jedi like a rash. Her second thought, of course,
    was: Why was he dressed like one of her pilots? Not that he didn't look handsome,
    mind you. There was still that crazy
    something that was itching at the back of
    her mind.

    He was a Jedi; So what. She hadn't known many Jedi in her life, save for the handful that were here for the Master's funeral all those years ago. What they were doing here
    now? She hadn't a clue. Captain Panaka had
    informed her that they were arriving, but
    even he hadn't been given much explanation
    as to why. Just as she was about to break
    away, Degan thankfully asked her to sit the
    next one out. And the next three, if I
    have a say in it.

    She was on her way back to her seat when
    the Jedi tapped her on the shoulder.
    "Not much of an escort I see." He quipped,
    smiling that smug smile of his.

    Anakin had seen her alone and jumped on the
    chance to make a nuisance of himself. He was
    good at that, according to Obi-Wan. His Master was currently cutting a rug with Eirtaé and officially out of his hair. She
    assumed an unaffected stance and breezed
    past him, tossing the words over her shoulder. "Not that it's any of your business, but Degan has been a perfect gentleman. Unlike you, I'm afraid. Now, do
    you have something to say, or are you just wasting my time?"

    Ouch. If those words had been a weapon, he would be dead. "Such harsh words for a Queen,
    don't you think?" He grabbed onto her hand,
    pulling her closer. "All I ask for is one dance, then you'll never have to put up with
    me again."

    She regarded him cooly, tipping her head to
    one side. "Fine, one dance. Just keep your
    distance and do not step on my dress!"
    She shivered inwardly as he gently took her
    into his embrace. "I'm not as bad a guy as
    you want to believe. If you give me a little
    slack, you just might like me."

    Yes, that's what I'm afriad of. "I said we could dance, I
  19. Alpha_Ferdante

    Alpha_Ferdante Jedi Youngling star 2

    May 28, 1999

    Love to be a fly on the wall for this conversation.

    Wait! We are bugs on the wall, aren't we?

    Great job AA!

    You've done an excellent job of trapping your audience and leaving them begging for more.
  20. Young Ben Kenobi

    Young Ben Kenobi Jedi Youngling

    Mar 26, 2000
    Now why you'd go and do that? Booger. I want more!

    You will post a continuation NOW.

  21. Anakin's Angel

    Anakin's Angel Jedi Padawan star 4

    May 3, 2000
    Thanks for the words of praise AF! If I don't keep you guessing, you won't stay
    interested! Right?


    A million tiny stars illuminated the midnight-blue sky above him. He had to get
    some air after that; The feeling of having her in his arms was too much. He'd always
    felt an attraction to her, infinitely more
    pure in his younger years, but there none the less.

    He had gotten close to revealing his identity to her, but pride held him back. What if he told her, and she didn't care?
    What if she didn't remember him at all? He
    could take her bad attitude; He couldn't take her rejection.

    Cool breezes blew in from the South, carrying the salty smell of the sea below.
    Naboo really was marvelous, he'd forgotten that while lost in the technical monstrosity
    of Coruscant. The invasion, Qui-Gon, Tatooine, they all seemed millions of miles behind him. A whole lifetime ago.

    Blast, I didn't mean to get all sappy.
    Usually, the only one to reminisce with was
    Obi-Wan; The man had a million and one stories, and was not shy about sharing them.
    Satisfied, and getting chilled, he turned
    to re-enter the party and found Amidala
    staring at him, blocking the way.

    "There's something about you, Jedi," She
    whispered, her chestnut hair billowing behind her in the breeze. "I haven't quite
    figured out what it is yet." She walked over
    to him and stared out at the pounding waterfalls.

    "Well that something must have intrigued you
    enough to bring you out here, your Highness.
    Degan will be looking for you-"

    "What's with the attitude? I thought Jedi were supposed to be polite and proper? You
    seem to be neither of those." Her voice had
    softened a bit, but he was wondering what
    in the Sith she was talking about.

    "My attitude? You've been nothing but
    snooty and stuck-up since we met. I swear,
    you were never like that before..." As if
    remembering his words, he stopped himself.
    You just blew it this time.

    Amidala shook her head, confused. "What do you mean 'before'? We've never met before,
    have we?" Could that be the something?
    When he did not answer, she walked over to the outer balcony, mulling over this new
    revelation. "I think I would remember meeting
    a little snot like you." She joked, hoping
    to lighten the mood.

    I was only a little snot the last time we met, Amidala. Summoning up all his courage, he walked behind her and trapped her from behind with his arms. He felt her
    shudder and leaned down close to her ear.
    "Are you an angel?"

    The words floated like a bubble around her,
    falling and shimmering. can't be! She heard her breath catch and quickly
    turned in his embrace. "Anakin..."

    TBC (yes, tonight possibly)

    ps&gt; yes, anyone who wants to archive this,
    feel free.

  22. Mr. P

    Mr. P FanFic Archive Editor, Manager Emeritus star 5 VIP - Former Mod/RSA

    Apr 1, 2000
    yes, please do post again soon!
  23. Alpha_Ferdante

    Alpha_Ferdante Jedi Youngling star 2

    May 28, 1999
    Love it. Just love it.

    I would have had him use the "Are you an angel?" line, too. Evil minds think alike!

    I need to go to bed, though! Now I'm thinking about being sleep-deprived tomorrow!

  24. Wampasmak

    Wampasmak Jedi Master star 3

    Apr 6, 2000
  25. ami-padme

    ami-padme Jedi Grand Master star 4

    Sep 19, 1999
    That was great!!

    Hope to see more tomorrow (please?)...
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