Prelude to a Kiss (Anakin/Amidala)

Ahh, you made Amidala cry, how dare you?!

Just kiding, love it, post soon.

 

Trying to be patient while waiting for next installment...

 

I promise that there will be a post later
today. I've been busy and could not find
time to write! Hang in there, guys!

AA

 

Come to post I have! Read you will! Reply
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Giggle!

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Amidala raced around the Palace, bumping
into a guard, and tumbling to the floor.
She colapsed into a mess of tears and lilac
synthsilk. Sabé, who'd witnessed the whole
event, came running to her best friends aide;
Shouting for the guard to fetch the Palace
healer. What on Naboo happened? She'd
only been away from the Queen 1 standard hour!

Amidala huddled close to her friend, anguished that she allowed others to see her
this way. She couldn't believe what Anakin
had said: "..Amidala needs help." What
would he know about it? He calls himself
my friend, yet I haven't seen him in a decade!

No. That wasn't really fair, she supposed. It
was just the vocalization of what she feared
the most that was bothering her. She did need help, desperately. The stress of the past weekend, the ball, Anakin's reapperance..it was just too much. With bleary eyes she reagarded Becaal, her private
healer. Becall's violet eyes spoke volumes
as he leaned over to help her to her feet.

"Come now, Amiadala. It's going to be okay."
Becaal's melodious voice was like balm on
her fractured pysche. She squeezed Sabé's hand once, signalling her to join them. Wherever Amidala went, her Handmaiden was
never far behind. It was just their way.

When Amidala felt the softness of the healers bed beneath her head, all thoughts of Anakin and everything else slowly faded.

...

Sabé, now at ease, raced around the gardens
to where she had seen Anakin and his Master
strolling. This is all his fault, I know it. She spoted them near Amidala's favorite fountain, chatting and laughing.
Oblivious to the Queen's peril.

Red-faced and steaming, she walked right
up to the upstart Jedi. "Are you happy now,
you...you..Jedi?" Bereating herself
for her ill-chosen insult, she looked
up into his cool blue eyes.

Anakin stepped back, shaking his head. "Sabé, slow down. I don't understand-"

A harsh laugh escaped the Handmaidens lips.
"That figures. Only a moron would have missed the signs!" She paced around in a tight circle, kicking stones along the path.

Anakin looked to his Master and shrugged. This time, Master, I have no idea... "We've established that I'm a moron, now
tell me what's wrong!" He grabbed Sabé's wrist and stopped her perpetual pacing.

She glared back defiantly. "Fine! Amdiala is
with the healer, tyring her best to overcome
something you said. It's all your fault!" She pushed at him hard and wrestled
her arm free.

Anakin looked as if he'd been struck. Me? What could she possibly...? One look
at Obi-Wan and he knew. "Apparently our
conversation wasn't exactly private, Padawan." Obi-Wan whispered.

Sabé rubbed at her wrist theatricaly. It didn't hurt that bad, but he didn't need to know that. "That's right, Jedi. I knew you could get it!" The false cheerfulness in her voice made Anakin wince.
"I heard you say that Amidala needs help,
and if I heard you, so did she," She let
that sink in before continuing.

"Everybody knows that she needs help, I've
been trying for the greater part of a year
to help her," She lowered her voice to a mere whisper. "But she does not need to be
reminded of this fact by someone like you."
She poked his tunic-clad chest for emphasis.

"What do you mean, someone like me? I know that I haven't been around, Sabé, but that doesn't mean I don't care for her. I wish that she didn't have to hear it that way, but
if she's with the healer, than perhaps it's for the best." Anakin felt Obi-Wan's hand on
his shoulder and he backed away slightly.

"You talk big, Anakin, but where will you be a month from now? Back on Coruscant, that's
where. And she'll be here, tyring to pick up
the pieces you leave behind. Forget it, it's not worth it." Sabé walked away then, wiping her eyes.

Anakin sank to his bottom against the smooth rock. "She's right, you know. I don't know
what I was thinking, kissing her like that."

Obi-Wan joined him, understanding the boy's
anguish. "Kissed her, did you? Is that the
latest in Jedi therapy?"

Despite his sour

 

I love this story...another great post!

I want to see Anakin fix this...poor Ami...

 

Thanks ami-padme! Here we go with some more. I apologize for the spelling errors,
but I write on the fly and then post..with
total disregard for typos...my bad!?

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Warm breezes were floating in from Becaal's
windows when Amidala finally woke. She sat
up, stretching her sore muscles. Her head was
beating as if Augie and his entire band were
up there, and her mouth was dry as Tatooine.
Blech. Worse yet, she didn't quite remember
how she got here.

As if sensing she were awake, Becaal entered
the room, carrying a tray of sweet-smelling
tea. "Good morning, Amidala. I trust you're
well rested?" He leaned down, placing a kiss
on her forehead. Becaal had been the Palace
healer for nearly 15 standard years now,
starting when he was barely that age. She
had seen very little of him though; That is
until recently.

She nodded, accepting the tea with a smile.
"Yes, thank you. I feel...drained actually."
Was it all a dream? She could see Anakin's smiling face...but had it really happened? Determining the difference between
real and imagined was becoming more and more
difficult.

Becaal nodded, understanding her feelings.
"Understandable, Sabé brought you here under
great distress. She was distraut, yelling
at the staff and anyone who got in her way,"
He paused, pouring them both more tea. "She's a real firecracker, that one."

With a smile, Amidala nodded. "She's my best friend, of course she was distressed," She
was silent a moment, picturing Sabé screaming orders. She did that well. "May I ask what happened? The last thing I remember
was reading a coded message on my data pad."

"I'm afraid I do not know, honestly. Sabé had
mentioned something about it being 'all his fault' and that she was 'going to take care
of this once and for all'. Do you have any idea what she was talking about?"

Amidala would have answered him, but the door
swung open and Anakin came rushing in, out
of breath and shell-shocked. "Amidala...oh
force! I had...I had a dream that..but you're
okay?" He rushed to her side, grabbing her hand fiercely.

Becaal regarded the boy with
a frown; His patient needed time to recover!
"If you do not mind, her Majesty needs to rest-"

"Becaal, it's all right. There's nothing I'd like more than to talk to Anakin." She smiled
at the man beside her. Becaal straightened
up, clearly seeing the dismissal for what it
was. "Very well, I will be outside."

Amidala pulled her hand away as soon as the
door slid shut. This, coupled with the severe look on her face dropped the room's
temperature about 20 degrees. Anakin knew
he was about to get reemed. "Here to make
sure the nutcase is getting her help? I cannot believe you, Anakin Skywalker!"

My whole name; This is not good. "I think that you misunderstood me, Amidala. I,
for one, am happy that you're strong enough
to admit you need help; I wouldn't be that
brave! Nobody likes to hear that they may
need someones help, especially someone as
self-reliant as you."

Her expression softened somewhat, but she
remained silent.

"And don't ask me how I know these things.
I haven't been trained as a Jedi for show,
you know. Every fiber of your being is screaming out for help, and I'm not going to
let you ignore that on the basis of pride."
He turned her face gently to his with his
finger. She was crying again, but these were
tears of relief. "You're pretty smart for
a little boy." She joked, taking both of
his hands in hers.

Anakin sat up, puffing out his chest. "In case you haven't noticed, I am not a little
boy anymore."

She giggled. "Oh, I've noticed, believe me,"
She kissed his left hand, bringing it close
to her heart. "It was just a shock, that's all. My staff...even Sabé..tiptoe around me
like I'm a thermal detonator. I'm so afraid
of acting crazy that it...makes me crazy. Does that make any sense?" He nodded. "I guess this was the kick in the arse that I needed, huh? I knew there was a reason you
came here, Anakin."

"And it wasn't just to stare into your beautiful eyes, although I certainly could-"

She twirled her fingers into his tunic, pulling his face in for a kiss, e

 

One other thing I love about this story...the quick updates! Keep it up!

 

Sheesh... I don't trust either of these healers! Someone's pulling something on her!

(More soon, please... )

 

Thanks again guys! I will do my best to keep the updates coming. I know how frustrating it is to read a story and then lose track
of it because the author never updates it.
Let me say that, for my own selfish reasons,
I would like to keep this on the first page!
(Evil laugh) Bwahahaha!

This is just a short post that explores
something JG already picked up on. You
read my mind JG!!

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Becaal stood with his back to the door, trying in vain to listen to what was occuring inside. The Jedi had brouhgt
their healer. They were, in his opinion,
untrustworthy. Sabé had told him, breaking
all confidences as she did, that something
Anakin had said was what set off Amidala's
latest attack.

The Handmaiden also admitted that Amidala
hadn't been taking her meds.

He'd placed Amidala on brathamax to control
her moods, and a very mild sedative to sleep.
Nothing out of the ordinary, but he learned
quickly that the Queen hated being medicated.
She was simply flushing the pills each morning as to not alert her now confirmed
as nosy roomate.

Yes, Becaal mused, Sabé would come in handy
for what he had in mind. It was too bad
that the girl had decided to become so trusting...

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TBC

told ya it was short, I need rest now..I'm
hoping for 'official' Anakin casting info
in the am...so must get sleep now! (gotta
love a dreamer, no?)

AA

 

I want to give Amidala a hug. Keep up the good work.

 

This is soooo good! To the top!

 

Just wanted everyone to know that there will be a post later tonight...I just got home
and my brain is fried!

aa

 

So...where's that post you were talking about? Anyways, great story, Anakin's Angel. I love ami/ani fic, there definitely isn't enough of it.

 

Hey!
I aplogize, it was storming here and I wanted to make sure my puter would be okay!
Damn midwest storms! mad.gif

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Well she wants to be the queen,
and she thinks about her scene. Well, she wants to live her life, and she thinks about
her life. Holds her hair back as she screams: I don't really want to be the queen.
...

Four hours after they began, Anakin, Obi-Wan and Julyne were exhausted. Amidala's mind
was at war with itself, it seemed. Obi-Wan had expressed concern that whatever treatment Becaal was giving her might be interfering with theirs. It seemed plausible,
but Anakin hoped it wasn't true.

That would mean that Becaal was a lot stronger than he appeared.

There was not much they could do, really. Amidala had fallen asleep after the first
twenty minutes, which was common. Anakin held
onto her lifeless hand, making gentle contact with her mind. He hadn't expected to
get anywhere, after all the trying the three of them had done.

Yet he did.

Amidala's warm presence flooded through the
bond he'd unknowingly created, momentarily
throwing him off balance. Laid before him
were every one of Amidala's deepest fears and
thoughts. He shut himself from her most private thoughts and instead tried focusing
on the problem areas.

He felt a strong arm on his shoulder and turned to find Obi-Wan smiling at him. "Glad I gave you those basic healing lessons, Padawan?" He teased, taking a seat beside
him. Anakin nodded, not ready to break the
bond with Amidala yet. "I sent Julyne back
on her mission with instructions to leave
all blame on us. We should be used to it
by now."

Anakin smiled and looked down at Amidala,
who had just opened her eyes. "You seem to
attract trouble like a magnet." She whispered, smiling.

Obi-Wan laughed, taking her other hand inside
his own. Force, if she isn't tiny! "If I would have known reaching you was
this easy, I would have sent Julyne back hours ago." He mused, feeling like a fool
for not realizing it sooner.

"There was no way you could have known.
I fell asleep after trying to keep her..out
of mind...for so long. Her presence is unlike
yours." She explained, recalling the cold
water-like feeling of Julyne. She visibly
shook.

Anakin sat up onto the bed, pulling her into
his arms. "What do you mean? Tell us what
you felt."

She burrowed close to his chest. "Cold, Anakin. Extreme cold. With you, or Obi-Wan
even, it's warm. Something about her was
just wrong, but there was no way to tell you.
It's almost as if she were blocking my contact with you." Her voice cracked at the
end, and she fought back the tears. No more crying!

Obi-Wan shared a concerned look with his Padawan. "This is most unusual, Amidala. Julyne is regarded as one of the best Jedi healers."

Anakin, however, was shaking his head. "She may not be that far off the mark, Master. I felt the same thing coming from Becaal. His
healing had put some sort of 'block' on
my contact with Amidala. And now, when it's
just the three of us, it's gone."

They sat there for a long time, mulling over
what the days events had revealed. Amidala
was more than a little confused; Who was
and wasn't, as it were trying to help her? Obviously she trusted Anakin and Obi-Wan, but with what she knew now, would she
trust Becaal? Julyne? She just didn't know.

Anakin held onto the woman in his arms for
dear life. It would be the last thing someone did, if he found they were hurting her on purpose. The question now was: How
to keep Becaal away from her. He seemed the
swarmy type that would defy any official
instruction they gave.

"We could always take her to Coruscant for
a few weeks." Obi-Wan interupted his train
of thought, surprising Anakin with his suggestion. I told you we would help her, Padawan.

Amidala's eyes lit up on their own accord.
A trip away from Naboo was just the thing
she needed. "Sabé has been acting in my place
for the past month or so. There are no major
meetings or official gatherings coming up
that she couldn't handle." She gave Anakin
a pleading look that he couldn't resist.

He gave a theatrical sigh and flung his hands i

 

This is a great story! I really enjoy it! Nice quote from Train at the beginning of the last post, it really applies to your story well.

 

Feel good about the post! More soon!

 

Yes! Post more, pleez!

 

Hey there! Sorry for the lack of posting
today...I was busy! (Real life can be real
poodoo sometimes!)

Here is another post, I hope you all continue to enjoy it!
I am working on another story that will be posted soon
(along with this one, don't worry!)

Here we go!
AA

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Speak to me baby, in the middle of the night.
Speak to me, hold your mouth to mine.
'cause the sky is breaking, it's deeper than love.
I know the way you feel like the rain's outside.
So speak to me.
...

The Republic Cruiser Allamont effortlessly made the jump to
hyperspace under the smooth control of Anakin's hands.
Amidala, dressed down to Handmaiden status,
sat beside him, watching as his face changed with the ebb
and flow of the ship. It was fascinating, they way he became one
with the ship.

Obi-Wan had since gone to meditate, as their trip to Coruscant
would last several hours. It had been easier than they expected,
getting Amidala some time off. Sabé had been filling in for the
Queen since her..illness, and had no problem continuing for a while.
In fact, Amidala noticed, Sabé seemed a little too eager.

It must be me, she decided. Things in her mind were not what
they appeared anymore, and she didn't trust it. She was content
now to sit and enjoy Anakin's comforting company. Their ship
was one of the newer models, offering all the amenities one would
ever need in deep space. With a flick of her finger, the cabin was
immersed with a deep, pulsating beat.

Anakin turned and smiled and she was suddenly shy. "I'm sorry,
does it bother you?"

"Not at all, I like it....actually." His voice lowered to a
whisper as he felt her small hands beginning one wonderful massage
of his shoulders. She has got to stop that!

Amidala smiled to herself, satisfied with the quickening of his
heartbeat. She could feel it in his neck, even as she knew he was
tyring to calm himself down. "Relax, you're muscles are so tight,
Anakin." She whispered, leaning close to his ear. The music flowed
around them, bouncing off the surfaces of the expansive cabin.
She worked in time with it, enjoying the feel of his
warm skin beneath her hands.

Anakin allowed himself to be taken in by
all senses. The soothing beat of the music,
the summer-sweet smell of her hair, the silk
of her hands. "If this is supposed to be
relaxing me, it's not working-"

"Shh, I'm not done yet, Jedi." She purred,
taking his hand and pulling him to his
feet. At this point, Anakin would have follwed her
outside the ship. They sat on a small sectional, looking out
over the black blur of space. Anakin sat all the way back,
motioning for her to lie back into his arms. "C'mere you."

She smiled and readily complied, ready to feel the warmth
of his arms around her. They sat that way for a moment, in tune with
each other and everything around them. The ship was alive, the air
around them crackled with electricity. It was the most intense feeling
he'd had in a long time. He trailed a hand up her bare arm to her cheek,
brushing away a strand of chestnut hair. So perfect.

Amidala giggled at the touch. "That tickles!"
She added, pulling his arms -and hands- back
where they were.

"Mmm, what about this?" He placed a small, feather-light kiss on
the pale, soft spot where shoulder meets neck. She shuddered at
the touch, coming to life like a live wire. My, my, Anakin,
What are they teaching you in that Temple?

"That...that was very nice. Did not tickle at all." She almost
laughed at the breathless quality of her voice. Turning in his
embrace, she kissed him fully. This was unlike all previous kisses
they'd shared; This one came from deep inside and reached
out completely to the other. Anakin hand wove its way into her hair,
the other holding her around the waist.

They broke apart for air and the room spun on its own accord.
The song had changed, but the beat remained. "Wow." He whispered,
gathering her into a full-body hug. She responded in kind,
settling beside him with her head on his chest. "Jedi training
or no, you are one great kisser, Anakin."

He laughed at that, placi

 

That was great. Very romantic, though I wasn't expecting Ami going to sleep so fast....

 

Never fear...the reasons behind her falling
asleep will be revealed! I know it was
unexpected, I went back and forth over
how far to take that scene. Also..remember..she is still not feeling well.

aa
who will post later today

 

this is soo cool

 

whoa!! this is great!! ive never read ani/ami fan fic B4, and this is superior!! i luvved the "are you an angel" part! so, whatz gonna happen when they get to coruscant? more jedi healers??? hmmm...pleeze post more soooonnnnn!!!

 

Your work payed off AA ! That was excellant!The perfect romance scene!

I can't wait for the next post!!!!!!

 

EGADS! I let this linger all the way to the
third page! I'm sorry guys...there will be
an update tonight. I tried writing yesterday and it just wasn't there. I would rather wait and post something good than just post
for the sake of posting.

AA

 

Okay. It took me 5 tries to write this,
I hope it came out okay. This may venture
into pg13 land, please be aware.

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When I wake, I'm going out of my mind

...

The air was colder when Amidala woke. She noticed that this contradicted the immense
heat being created by the six-foot Jedi
cuddled up behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist. She could hardly breathe,
but this mattered little; the conncetion
between them at this moment made breathing
seem like an optional activity.

Without even trying she was able to read
his thoughts. No, images, really. Warm,
content, nervous. They mirrored her own.
She was content with the way things were
now, but would it last? Would fate
allow them to travel on the same path again?

There will be time to contemplate that
later, she thought. Right now, her left side
was asleep. She turned inside his embrace,
bringing a hand to the stubble that was forming on his cheek. He is so beautiful. Resting her forehead against his, she
whispered his name. He remained as imobile
as before, but his mind flickered to life.

Can't get enough of me? He joked.
She smiled and reached a hand around to pinch
his bottom. Awake, perhaps. This is too
much for me, all this mind-speak. She
felt his laugh before his eyes actually opened. Clear blue orbs stared back at hers,
still unfocused from sleep. "Hey, you."

"Hey yourself. What are you doing up?" He
ran his right hand up and down her bare arm
in a vain effort to warm the goose-pimpled
skin.

She reached behind her head, to where his robe had been before. "I couldn't sleep,
it was cold. We tend to keep the Palace at
a livable temperature." They burrowed beneath
the large, brown robe, snuggling to create
more heat. He touched her cold nose with the
tip of his finger before placing a warm kiss
there. "It's like cuddling up to an ice
sheet! You know, you're the one who told
me that space was cold. I would think you
would be used to it by now."

"Space is cold, Anakin. In many ways beside
temperature. It's open, like an expansive
void dotted here and there with where we call home. It's not so cold with you here
now.." The distance between them closed as their lips touched once again. The connection between them crackled and sparked as it became alive. Each giving a little and
taking, exploring.

"A lot warmer than that robe." He captured
her into an intense, elated with the fact that she was simply in his arms. He didn't ever want to let go, not in this lifetime or
anything after.

"Well, unless we plan on walking around
up here attatched at the hip-" She was
cut off by another kiss. "That can be arranged, as long as you don't mind Obi-Wan
ligering about." He teased, tugging gently on
the laced-up front of her gown. She pulled
his hands away with a sigh.

"Anakin..it's not that I wouldn't love to...go further-"

"But...?"

"But nothing! I will not have something as
important as this happen on the crusty
couch of this ship!" Her elevated pitch
bounced off the walls, echoing slightly.
He smiled and raised a finger to his lips.
"Shh, I don't need Obi-Wan in here right now!" He whispered. "I don't know how far
you expected us to go, honestly. Please don't think I was presuring you."

I was ready to go as far as possible.She blushed at the thought, they'd only really known each other, again for
a few days! Besides, her contact with
male suitors had been abbreviated at best.
"No, I don't. I guess I'm still new at this,
and just expected.."

He nodded in understanding. "You expected me
to be all over you," A strand of her hair had fallen into his face and he gently pushed it back into place. Her could sense
her apprehension, and felt truly awful. "I can't promise you that I won't kiss you again. Please don't make me even try to give that up."

A long kiss was all the answer he got. He knew, with every fiber of his being, that this was it. She was his forever. He was hers. And when they did make love, it
would something neither one of them would
ever forget. They snuggled close again,
content for the moment.

Until a deep, cold, intense shockwave
cut into