Unless It's You I Fall Into ||Anakin Skywalker X Reader||

Midi-chlorian Count.

It had been four years since Y/N quite literally came crashing into Anakin's life.
And though it had also brought about
the beginning of Y/N's life of slavery, she did not mind so much as long as she had Anakin- having Shmi didn't hurt either.
Either way, it was light years better than the five years she spent on the streets beforehand.

Presently, Y/N and Anakin were outside, scavenging for parts that could help them with their pod racer, when they heard;
"Bukee bukee , bee wata! ateema!"
(Children, get in here! Now!)
Y/N rolled her eyes and Anakin groaned in annoyance.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"My droid here has a readout of what
I need."
Qui-Gon Jin speaks, directed at Watto.

A disheveled pair, Anakin Skywalker and Y/N L/N run in from the junkyard. they are both about nine years old, very dirty, and dressed in rags.

Watto raises a hand, and Y/N flinches.
Anakin notices and glares harshly at Watto, standing slightly in front of Y/N protectively.
What he doesn't notice is that small objects lift into the air, all over the room. Only by a small amount, but enough for Qui-Gon to take note.

"Coona tee-tocky malia?"
(What took you so long?)

"Jee-jee were cleaning bu bins like uba..."
(We were cleaning the bins like you...)
Anakin lies smoothly before being cut off by Watto.

"Chut-Chut! Ganda doe wallya."
(Never mind! Watch the store)
"Me dwana no bata."
(I've got some selling to do here.)

"Soooo, let me take- a thee out back.
Ni you'll find what you need."
Watto says, turning back to Qui-Gon.

R2-D2 and Qui-Gon follow Watto toward the junkyard, leaving Jar Jar with Padme, Anakin, and Y/N.
Jar Jar picks up a gizmo, trying to figure out its purpose.
Qui-Gon takes the part out of his hand and puts it back.

"Don't touch anything."
He says, sternly.

Jar Jar makes a rude face to Qui-Gon's back and sticks out his long tongue.
This makes Y/N laugh.
Anakin sits on the counter, beginning to clean a part and Y/N joins him.
They sit next to each other quietly, working away in almost perfect sync. Padme thinks it is quite cute.
She smiles gently at them.

Eventually, Anakin spoke.
"Angel? Could you pass that part please?"
He points to a small ball bearing that
Y/N picks up and hands to him.

"What?"
Asks Padme, confused.

"An angel. I've heard the deep space
pilots talk about them. They live on
the Moons of Iego I think. They are
the most beautiful creatures in the
universe. They are good and kind,
and so pretty they make even the
most hardened space pirate cry."

Padme looks at him, not knowing what to say.
"I've never heard of angels."

"Well, Y/N definitely is one. And I think
Angels deserve to be called by their title."
Anakin says bluntly, looking back down at the part he's holding.

Y/N smiles and blushes a bit- she would never get used to that name.

Padme laughs a little, noticing Y/N's reaction.
"You're a funny little boy. How do you know so much?"

"Since I was very little, three, I think. My Mom and I were sold to Gardulla the Hutt, but she lost us, betting on the Podraces, to Watto, who's a lot better master than
Gardulla, I think."

Padme then looks to Y/N.
"I'm an orphan. I lived on the streets until I was five, then I came here."
Y/N is a lot quieter than Anakin.
She is a much more mellow presence compared to his brash, loud and confident one.

"You're...slaves?"
Asks Padme.

Anakin looks at Padme defiantly.

"We are people! My name is Anakin. And her's is Y/N."