Saga THE FIRST TIME (Anakin-Padme struggle to have their wedding night) OOOH FINALE POSTED!

tHANKS FOR READING. I know this is a lot, and coming very rapidly. I had to get the story written though! Anyway, have a happy week! I'll be back to post on Friday.

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[b]CHAPTER 10[/b]


Anakin left the training room, completely wiped out. Chasing children around for hours, wasn't as easy as it looked. Obi Wan Kenobi waited just outside the door, eager for an update on Anakin's first day.

"How was it?" he asked.

"Uplifting. Thank you, Master. You can't imagine how much this has meant to me."

Anakin was in an unusually cheerful mood. More than several days had passed since he and Padme married, and two since he had seen her last - but somehow, the children had made him happy.

"Although... there was one Padawan learner who was quite resistant."

"Really?" Obi-Wan asked. "Which one would that be?"

"Ronan Powo Ka."

"Ah... the clairvoyant."

"Aren't we all clairvoyant?"

"The child's gift is stronger than that of any other Jedi, even those of adult age."

"Even stronger than Yoda's?"

"Sometimes..." Obi-Wan answered.

"He doesn't seem to like me much."

"I wonder then, what he might have seen...?" This piqued Obi-Wan's curiosity.

"You assume his reluctance has something to do with me?" Anakin was quite offended. And just as suddenly as he had taken offense, did his mood begin to sour.

"No, well... I don't know. I assume you ought to find out."

Obi-Wan slapped Anakin across the shoulder then drifted off, a smile across his face. Again, Anakin was at ease. It didn't seem that the Jedi Master had meant any harm. When Obi Wan was finally out of sight, a gleaming protocol droid turned the corner at the other end of the hall. He moved quickly. As quickly as a droid of his type could possibly move.

"Threepio!" Anakin exclaimed.

"Master Skywalker!" Threepio screamed. "I have a letter from Senator Amidala, it's most urgent!" he said, waving it about in the air.

"SHH!!! Has anyone seen it?" Anakin asked the droid in a hushed voice.

"No sir, I was most discreet."

Anakin turned and walked to the training room again, leaving the slow walking droid to dawdle behind. With a wave of his hand, the door opened. Anakin slipped inside then ripped the letter open.

In Padme's handwriting, the letter read: "Tonight, my love."

Anakin pressed the letter against his chest and sighed heavily. Traces of Padme's Force-scent was all over it. He shoved the letter in his pocket then hurried out. As he came by Threepio again, who had not yet made it to the training room, he stopped and whispered:

"You will stay at the temple tonight, Senator Amidala and I will be busy -- tell no one," he whispered, brusquely.

"Of course, Master."

The confused protocol droid stared after the departing Jedi... "Humans!" he muttered in mock astonishment.


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Cobra Sien had finally gone. And Padme was glad. She locked the door behind him by way of entering a security code -- something she had forgotten to do earlier.
She ran to her room.

Padme stripped out of her dress and took a shower, vigoriously scrubbing her hand, where the foul stink of Cobra's touch had lingered. Something Anakin, no doubt, might have sensed.

When she was done she blew her hair dry then brushed it feverishly. How long til Anakin arrived? She paced to her room and searched the lingerie cabinet for something pretty to wear, settling on the gown she might have worn on their wedding night - had it gone as planned. A revealing number, with strategically placed coverings. She put a thin silk robe over it then ushered the servants and droids out of the flat for the night.

When they were gone, she sprayed a little fragrance on her fingertips then ran them through her hair. When she was done, she sprayed her fingers again and dabbed them behind her ears.

The doorbell rang.

Padme's heart began to flutter, and her hands began to shake. At long last --- he was here. Padme ran to the door, entered the security code

 

That was hot and rather sweet.

Padme and Anakin have some serious issues they need to talk out.

Great story!

 

That was pretty hot. Is there more, or is that it?

Glad he destroyed that damn comlink finally! What a moodkiller...

 

definitely more. I'm thinking about carrying the story all the way through ROTS, but from Padme's internal POV. More , missing scenes, all the stuff we didnt' read or see in the official ROTS. Probably a lot of angsty, drama, romance.

I almost regret writing so quickly because it was fun and i wanted this bit to last but I couldn't wait to write it anymore haha.

 

I'm loving it so far and you have a follower here of this one!

Can't wait to read more!!!!!!

 

cool thanks, anakin's girl. I will try to write something soon. Don't know if i want to wait til next week. you know how jobs are, sucking the life out of ya! (I kid).

that being said, i noticed by your signature that you like vader love stories. I actually wrote a vader love story called colors of the wind, where he found "love" post-padme. he's basically hunting down the rest of the jedi, the "last" outside of obi wan is one of the padawans he didn't kill in the jedi purge, and is olee starstone, the padawan he fought briefly in The Rise of Vader. I read the book, and thought i saw a "connection" or "spark" between the two. In the book he actually spared her, and encouraged her to leave the fight, knowing she had no chance of winning. So of course, I had to write a story about them meeting and falling for each other ten years later. and this is suited vader .

 

Oh, think I might like to read that story!!! Can you point me in the right direction????

 

okay, will send you a pm with the url. i think one can find it by checking my last posts, it used to be in my signature but i took it out.

i don't know if the story is good or not, it didn't get much feedback at all. i dont think too many people are interested in seeing suited vader in any "compromising" positions.

 

"He doesn't seem to like me much."

"I wonder then, what he might have seen...?" This piqued Obi-Wan's curiosity.

"You assume his reluctance has something to do with me?" Anakin was quite offended. And just as suddenly as he had taken offense, did his mood begin to sour.


Ture or not, that does seem a bit mcuh to have said to his padawan.

I was worried Anakin was going to ruin it all for sure.

 

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Anakin and Padme laid in bed, a tangled mesh of post coital [b]bliss[/b]. He rested with the back of his head pressed between her exposed bosom as she ran a hand through his hair, watching as the bouncy blonde curls sprang to life between her fingers.

They were married. In [b][i]every[/i][/b] sense of the word.

He tilted his head back, peering at her from the top of his eyes as he stroked her upper arm with his mechanical hand.

"I didn't know it would be like this..." he said.

Padme smiled. "Nor did I."

He raised the other hand, and stroked her other arm, both of his hands caressing her skin at the same time.

"Let's do it again," he said, with a devilish smile.

"Anakin!" Padme wailed, face ablush.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"No, of course not, I'm just..."

"Embarrassed still? You should probably get used to this..." he suggested in a matter-of-fact tone.

Padme groaned and covered her cheeks with both hands.

"I still... can't believe..."

"We're here..." he grumbled, finishing her sentence.

"It's not you, I love you, I'm glad we're here together."

"ah huh..." Anakin replied.

"It's just so surreal," she explained. If I close my eyes for even a second I have a flashback of ... well... [i]everything... [/i] Is this normal?"

Padme paused.

[b]"Anakin?"[/b]

She pulled his head back and looked at his face. Anakin was already fast asleep.

Padme sighed.

[hr]

Obi Wan Kenobi sat on the edge of his bed in a lonely little room inside of the Jedi Temple. His home away from home. He sat very still, and very close to tears holding a comlink in his hand...

Static laughter rang through the receiver. He could hear them talking and there was no way to turn it off.

And how it tortured him.

He tried to transmit a message to Anakin but the comlink went dead for several minutes, then clicked on again, the button apparently crushed in the "talk" configuration.

[b] [i]"Oh my, Anakin... what have you done?" [/i] [/b]

Unable to bear it any longer, Obi Wan slipped into his brown cloak and left his room for the temple hall. There, he ran into the little golden protocol droid, See-Threepio.

"Threepio? What are you doing here? And where is Anakin?" he asked. He prayed the little droid would tell him something different. That it all was just a big misunderstanding. Would Anakin take advantage of Senator Amidala?

[i]Would she let him?[/i]


"Oh! Master Kenobi, I'm not at liberty to say."


Obi-Wan grimaced. "Then perhaps I might say it for you. I understand Anakin is at Senator Amidala's apartment, is he not?"

[i]
"Senator Amidala..."[/i] Threepio mused...

"Yes. That would be, the senator whose apartment you reside in." Obi Wan's mouth compressed into a thin white line.

"Ohh, [b][i]that[/i][/b] Senator Amidala. Well, respectfully sir, if I were there, then I might have a better sense of whether Anakin is there also. But since I am here, I have no way of telling."

[i]Droid logic, [/i] Obi-Wan thought. "I shall be there soon enough to find out. Thank you, Threepio, I'm sure Master Skywalker appreciates your loyalty."

"You're going to Senator Amidala's apartment? Oh! No no no! Master Kenobi, please don't. They... love each other."

He didn't know what love was, but knew from his own impersonal artificial experience, that love must have been something worth having if it were anything like that which he had been programmed by Master Skywalker to long for.

Threepio tried to assume the begging position, but forgot his knees were not made to bend... gold plates and all.

Obi-Wan rubbed his beard and paced the hall. Turn him in to the council? Have him expelled? What would Qui Gon do? Qui Gon once told him, some rules should be broken, if it would benefit the greater good. Anakin was the chosen one. If he left the Order... then how would he bring balance to the Force?

Obi-Wan retreated, walking back to his little lonely room in the Jedi Temple. He slipped out of his cloak, then sat on the edge of the bed.

He knew all too well what

 

Awww Very sweet with the two of them.

And that last line-I think you're alluding to Obi's one time love Siri Tachi. Nice

 

Like I said: Complicated!



Thanks!

 

thanks for reading,more to come if i can find the time.

 

Last 2 chapers were awesome!

Great job!

 

A ring of children surrounded Anakin. It was dark, with flickerings of light, a three-dimensional hologram of several systems in orbit over their heads. But not even the cute, angelic little faces of his toddler-aged padawans were enough to stop him from thinking of Padme.

Their night of passion played over and over again in his mind. How surreal it was, to think of his "boss" that way.

The Jedi reported to the Senate. And Padme was a powerful Senator with direct connections to the Temple. In fact, she was there... a few rooms away, in a meeting with Yoda and several members of the council. How odd it was to walk by her...to pretend that they were little more than polite acquaintances. To nodd, and feign distraction when all he wanted to do was kiss her.

Suddenly acutely aware that the children were watching, some even prying into his thoughts, Anakin pointed to Geonosis. "And there, is where the evil bad guys trapped the heroes."

"Did they kill the queen?" came the soft voice of one of the padawan learners. It was a little girl with long red pigtails...

"Oh no, the heroes were confident that the Force was with them. Just before the evil droid army opened fire, the other Jedi arrived to save the day."

"Did the queen give the heroes a reward?"

"Well...she wasn't a queen anymore. But a senator. And the only reward to be had, was that she was safe, and the mission was a success."

Anakin pointed to an area on the hologram. "Can anyone tell me where this is?"

"Naboo," a little blue alien padawan answered.

"That's where the senator lived... happily ever after."

Nanomagi, a five-year old padawan raised his hand. Anakin pointed, signaling to the child to ask his question.

"Did the hero go with her?"

"Excuse me?" Anakin replied, his face suddenly red.

"Did the hero go with her?"

"Well...the heroes are Jedi. So, they went back to the temple. But the senator went to Naboo and lived happily ever after them."

Suddenly, the children laughed. For the life of him, Anakin couldn't figure out why the children found the end of the story so funny, but found himself smiling.

With a wave of his hand, the hologram was off and the lights were on. "That's enough for the afternoon. Please, have lunch, we'll resume when the Xatne and Crothro 30 degrees east."

In unison, the children replied:

"Yes, Master Skywalker."

A servant droid entered the training room almost on cue to escort the children to the eating area. Obi-Wan Kenobi stood in the doorway, watching with his arms folded across his chest.

"That was quite a story," the master said. "And quite an ending," he added somewhat bitterly. .

Anakin turned and regarded the master, his senses probing. He looked at him with unassuming crystal clear blue eyes. Obi-Wan couldn't help but think how innocent those eyes used to be.

"Is something wrong, Master?"

But now those eyes have seen more action than he did. And he didn't mean out on the battlefield...

"Come along, Anakin. The Council would like to have a word with you."

The tone of Obi-Wan's voice was ominious. Anakin shuddered. He wondered if somehow, the Council had found out about him and Padme.

"Did I do something wrong?" Anakin replied.

Obi-Wan looked over his shoulder. "The Council will decide."

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Anakin entered the Council meeting room, his hand folded before him, head declined. Padme Amidala was there, chewing her bottom lip, watching as the investigation unfolded. Seeing her, made the hair on his neck rise.

The Council members sat in a circle, chairs cusping their broken battle wearing bodies, their faces stern... Yoda banged his gimer stick onto the floor.

"Young Skywalker... disturbing news received I have."

Anakin could barely bring himself to look at the Master, for he feared his eyes would give everything away.

Mace Windu, eager to move the proceeding ahead, spoke next. It often took Yoda several moments to compose his words - he was ever conscious of choosing them wisely.

"The Council received a report regarding an

 

But now those eyes have seen more action than he did. And he didn't mean out on the battlefield...


Ohh..*wicked gleam in eye* Is Obi-Wan jealous? Could he possibly have feelings for Amidala himself? This is getting interesting. I'm glad Anakin stood firm and didn't let her end their relationship at the end. I always thought careers were temporary, but love was forever.

 

"Come along, Anakin. The Council would like to have a word with you."

The tone of Obi-Wan's voice was ominious. Anakin shuddered. He wondered if somehow, the Council had found out about him and Padme.

"Did I do something wrong?" Anakin replied.

Obi-Wan looked over his shoulder. "The Council will decide."


Well, that's not ominous at all.

"You might be a senator and I a Jedi... but I am your husband. At home you do as I command. Not the other way around."


Excuse me?!? You do as I command? This is not going to end well.

 

ha yep the "you do as i command" , i might be the only person who got the sense that anakin, in the ROTS movie and book seemed to have that attitude with padme. she really lost all of her power and became his "dutiful" wife. But i'm going to make her strong in other ways, behind the scene when anakin isn't around.

... and yeah we all know how badly it ends. poor padme. i wonder how i might it end it... hmmm...

 

This is a wonderful story!! I really like what you're doing with Anakin's character, showing how he really does slip towards darkness just a little bit more each day. Can't wait to read more!!

 

A Normal Day:


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Padme stood on the veranda. The suns were setting and the sky was purple with striking hues of gold lighting the horizon. But Padme's eyes were locked a starfighter. Her husband's starfighter... which was flying toward her from a spire atop the Jedi Temple...
The ship circled 500 Republica, then came around and landed safely on the docking bay. The hatch opened, and Anakin climbed out. The wind assailed Padme's dress as she raced toward him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He squeezed, his hug lifting her from her feet.

He set Padme down, and she grabbed him by the ears and kissed his cheeks. Anakin smiled, then slipped out of his cloak.

"How was physical therapy today?" she asked.

"I didn't go."

Padme gave him a weary look. "Anakin...you missed another appointment? They'll begin to suspect us."

"You worry too much," he said with a smile.

"Someone has to," Padme replied.

Anakin followed her to the dining room, where dinner sat on the table. He slid the black glove he wore from his mechanical hand, sat, then laid it across his lap. Padme sat at the other end, a plate of vegetables before her, and proceeded to eat.

"Have you spoken to Obi-Wan?"

"Yes."

"Is he well?"

Anakin frowned then looked at his plate. "I suppose."

"And the chancellor? Is he well?"

"Anakin..."

"What? You can ask about Obi-Wan but I can't ask about the Chancellor?"

"The Chancellor is the last person on Coruscant that I wish to talk about much less think about when I'm with you."

"Now you know how I feel."

"I thought you loved Obi Wan."

"He's like a father to me. Well, more like a brother, now."

"Then what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Anakin replied in a flat voice. He didn't mind talking about Obi Wan. He just didn't like talking about him with her.

"He stopped by today. He said he was looking for you."

"Looking for me? Here?" Anakin's eyebrows were raised quite high, Padme could tell she had taken him by surprise.

"We shared a cup of tea. He was kind enough to run an errand for me."

And now, Anakin was done eating. He rose from the table and walked to the bedroom. Padme took a sip of water, and another bite of food. When she was done, she followed him to the room, and found him sitting in the dark, sulking.

"Anakin? Is something wrong?

Padme leaned against the doorway, her hand against the panel.

"What kind of errands did you have for Obi Wan to do?"

When was the last time Obi Wan ran an errand? A long time ago, he might have called his Padawan to do it for him. But Anakin sensed, Obi Wan was trying to keep him and Padme apart.

She gave him a strange look.

"Well... he delivered a message to the chancellor... and took the chancellor's reply to Master Yoda... Have I upset you?"

Anakin looked over his shoulder, his eyes meeting hers.

"You didn't ask me."

"Of course, not. Sometimes, I think you want them to catch us," Padme chided. "I suspect, the council is waiting to see us together again. Why draw more attention to ourselves than necessary?"

Anakin smiled. "You suspect? Or sense? You should have been a Jedi."

Padme walked across the room and sat on the bed beside him. "I married a Jedi. That's good enough for me."

She smiled. Anakin pushed her back against the bed then climbed over her.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," he replied.

"Why do you love me?" she asked.

"Who couldn't love you?" This, was becoming a pressing worry for him anyway.

Anakin's hand met her underarm and Padme laughed.

"Please don't tickle me Anakin, I'm much too old for that."

"Too old for this?" he asked, kissing her neck.

"Not old enough," she countered.

He pressed the weight of his body against her. "Has the shock worn off now? Do I have permission to make love to my wife?"

He unbuttoned her dress.

Padme smiled and caressed his cheek with her hand. "The shock will never wear off, I can't believe I married you Ani."

He held her gaze. "Is that

 

Very romantic that last part!

"Who couldn't love you?" This, was becoming a pressing worry for him anyway.

I think I'm beginning to share Ani's paranoia on this one. Is Obi-Wan trying to keep them apart or *gasp* have Padme for himself?

 

I JUST POSTED A CHAPTER BEFORE THIS ONE, TWO IN ONE NIGHT IF YOU MISSED IT. As always, thanks for reading - HKY

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Anakin slept as sound as boca dragon in hibernation. His snores seemed to rise to the heavens, while Padme laid beside him, soundly awake! Her legs shook violently, in the aftermath of their lovemaking. She stared into the darkness, her mind on the future... focused on a time where their lives would no longer be a secret, and they could rejoice in the love they had found in each other.

Suddenly, Anakin jolted upright. As though someone had doused him with a bucket of water.

Padme turned and looked at her husband, reaching out to place a hand on his arm. Drops of sweat poured down the side of his face.

"Obi-Wan knows."

"What?"

"He's here," Anakin said. There was a twinge of worry in his voice. Then suddenly, a loud knock upon the door.

"Do something, hide!" Padme exclaimed.

And let her suffer the consequences for their actions alone? What kind of husband would he be? Anakin swung his legs to the side of the bed.

"It's useless. I better face him."

Padme shrunk beneath the covers. Unsure of what might happen next. Would he storm into the bedroom? Demanding the truth of them both? She reigned her emotions in, gathered the bed sheet around her, and walked across the room. She found a gown and matching robe, then slid into it while Anakin slipped into a pair of black pajama pants.

Anakin walked across the room, then paused before the door.

"Stay here."

Padme nodded.

Anakin walked across the apartment to the front door. And with a wave of his hand, it opened. Just as he sensed, Obi Wan was on the other side.

He stared at Anakin, a look of disappointment and pain on his face as he took his padawan in... he seemed quite comfortable, standing there, half nude, shirtless in a pair of pants. There was something in his eyes that was unapologetic, as he moved aside, to let his master in.

"You could be at no loss, in knowing why I'm here."

"No, Master," Anakin replied, lips tight.

"Anakin... it has to end."

"Why?" Anakin barked.

Obi-Wan flung his hands in the accusingly. "After all I've taught you, you can honestly stand there and ask me such a question?"

"I love her."

Obi Wan sat on the sofa and hung his head. "I know, Anakin... but you took a vow. You have responsibilities... and you, must honor them. Unless of course, your wish is to be expelled. That would come as a great disappointment to many, as you are known as the chosen one."

"I love the Order, I can't leave," Anakin pleaded.

"And yet, you cannot stay. Not as long as you carry on with this affair, with Senator Amidala. This affair could ruin her life... her career as well as yours. If you love her, you will give this relationship up. I have no reason to believe Senator Amidala would have caused this to happen. I knew how you felt about her. I knew because it was never a secret. But I never thought you would act on your fantasies." Obi Wan sighed.

"I've disappointed you. Haven't I, Master?"

"No, Anakin. I'm the one who failed." Obi Wan stood then walked toward the door. "You must make a choice. I sincerely hope, for all of our sakes, that you make the right one."

Anakin's eyes fell to the floor. No matter how old he was, Obi Wan always managed to make him feel like a boy.

"Yes, Master."

And with one last disappointed look, the Jedi Master was gone.

Anakin returned to bed, unable to meet Padme's eyes.

"He doesn't know that we've married. He's asked me to end it. To walk away."

"I understand," Padme said, nodding her head.

Anakin pulled her close and wrapped his body around her. He was like a warm, soothing blanket.

The ache in her heart was heavy. Lead heavy. Hours ago, she was like a bird soaring through the air, the wind beating against her wings... and now, it was as though someone had shot her out of the sky and she was in a freefall...away from the clouds, away from the heavens...away from her husband.

She wasn't mad at Obi Wan. She considered him

 

Very romantic that last part!


I know... and then I had to go and ruin their fun!

 

UGh... ruined again!! Such a beautiful moment and then POOF --- why can't they just come to terms with this one. I do wonder how you're going to deal with this one. Please add me to the pm list if you have one.

 

Awww, Obi-Wan....just look the other way, for crying out loud! They're not hurting anybody! Grrr