trust

part twenty-five

"are you serious?"

"deadly."

"you know how i feel about that place."

"this is the only place that i believe is safe."

"and you have no other alternatives?"

i shook my head, staring out of the window down at tattooine.

"this was your idea." i spat back, folding my arms.

"i didn't realise this was a one way decision aria. we're meant to be working as a team here?"

"just trust me! i know a place."

"duh, yeah, i grew up on that planet. i know a place too. but it's- its..."

"it's what?"

"it's just - not a good choice."

anakin sulked, sitting down on the bed throwing his hands up.

"just trust me. i don't like that place either, but it's all i can think of."

"do i have a say in the matter?"

"nope." i grinned, "sorry skywalker - it's just us now."

"yeah - i know. and i'm glad, but really? tattooine?"

"yes - now don't sulk, we need a plan asap."

"you haven't got one?"

"well - i know a place."

"yeah - you said that. and why are we going there?"

"i'm just familiar with it is all."

"right." he sat back, leaning his head on the wall, staring up at the ceiling.

"we're landing in 5." i mumbled.

"mhm."

"don't start please."

"i'm not starting."

"mhm." i grinned, looking back as his face turned from a frown to a smirk.

i knew he found me funny, even when he wasn't in a good mood.

as the ship descended onto the ground, a funny feeling in my stomach started, and i began to feel sick.

running away from those who i love most really didn't feel right. but anakin and i found that it would be better for all of us.

the ship touched the ground, and i thanked the medical droid, who went back to sleep mode.

"fuck this." anakin muttered, touching the sand with his foot.

"oh don't be a baby."

"i'm not - i don't like sand."

"why not?" i laughed, jumping onto it, dancing around.

"it's coarse, and rough, and irritating. and it gets everywhere." he groaned, stepping off of the ship finally. gritting his teeth.

"oh stop it. this is a new beginning for us. let's look forward to it." i smiled, clutching his arm, closing the ship door.

"i know." he replied, kissing my lips.

"now, where's this place huh?"

"well - it's small. but it'll do."

"anywhere alone with you is fine with me." he smirked, gripping my hand tighter as we began our trek on the sandy dunes.