𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟-𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 | a.s x fem!reader

27 - Don't Do This

{AHSOKA'S POV}

I couldn't even begin to accept the fact that (y/n) is willing to give up her life to her own brother in order to save mine... I can tell now that Anakin will be less than happy about this new development also, but I had a strange feeling that told me that (y/n) would not actually tell him. Yet another thing for him to be angry about later on.

Not that there's going to be a 'later on' for her...

I just wish I could change her mind.

I am more than willing to sacrifice my life for her; it's technically my duty as a Jedi to do whatever I can to keep the sole ruler of the Solarian people alive, but it's not exactly as if I have followed the code myself completely up till now. Which also links to my other reason of being willing to save her: my emotional attachment to her as she has become almost like a sister to me over the past month or so.

Despite the fact that my life was currently in jeopardy, as I sit in this cold prison cell, my thoughts are primarily focused on my Master and how he was going to react when he either finds out (y/n) has sacrificed herself to Ayzel or he had to watch her do so. Every time I think about the pain he will have to endure if she goes through with it, an excruciating pain hits my heart. Anakin was almost like my big brother to me, and to see him like that... well let's just say it feels like complete torture.

I know as well... about them, that is. About how they feel for one another.

I've known from the moment I met her in the training room as I saw how Anakin looked at her; his eyes were overflowing with complete and utter adoration for (y/n). I noticed his failed attempts to win her over, his awkward flirtations from time to time and his constant compliments. I silently observed how his mood drastically changed whenever she was brought up or if she so much as walked into the room, as if she was the light to his darkness and without her, he would just eventually flicker out.

Don't even get me started on (y/n). She may have seemed oblivious to his not-so-subtle feelings for her and she may have pretended to act as though she thought nothing of it; but I knew that wasn't the case. She always had the same look in her eyes for him as he had for her and even though she was incredibly skilled at concealing it, she couldn't fool me. She especially didn't help matters when she poorly tried to excuse herself when I found Anakin's robe in her bedroom closet.

{FLASHBACK}

"What's this?" I said, holding the large robe out in front of me. "This isn't your size, and your robe is brown, (y/n)."

I smirk in amusement at her as she frantically searched for an answer, "Uhhh Skywalker left it on the floor, I was going to return it to him."

I raise my eyebrows in disbelief. "But Anakin arrived here without a robe, and found one outside of your bedroom when we came to find you. Meaning... you had it!"

{FLASHBACK ENDS}

I snigger to myself as I relive the memory of that day, remembering just how flustered and panicked she was thinking I was going to actually use my common sense and figure it out. Anakin was never that good at concealing his feelings either... especially on that night where Ayzel had kidnapped (y/n) at the ball and he got so distressed that his emotions simply just got the better of him.

{FLASHBACK}

Anakin suddenly jumps up immediately and yanks me by the arms to bring me up with him. I shot a look at him as though he was crazy as he frantically looked around the courtyard.

"Uhhh, Master? What are you doing," I ask him, holding out my hands to steady him as though he was a spooked animal.

"We have to find her!"