Anakin Skywalker Imagines/Oneshots

Sang The Right Tune

Prompt: you are a Singer at the Opera house Anakin and Palp's are in in ROTS. Anakin is not married to Padme so he is a single Pringle, he was a good Jedi boy and stuck to the code when it came to love, that is until he meets you.

Also here is some music that I listened to while writing it so listen to it if you wish while reading as well. Also the dress you where is next to the video.
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Anakin had been requested to meet the Chancellor at the Opera theater that night. When he arrived he found the Chancellor in one of the upper levels of the theater.

"Good Evening Chancellor!"Anakin greeted respectfully to the old man.

The Chancellor smiled falsely, "Good evening to you as well, my boy!"He said motioning for the Jedi Knight to sit next to him.

"I've never been to the Opera before—is it any good?"He turns and asks the Chancellor.

The chancellor nodded, "one of the finest voices in the galaxy is performing tonight!"He told the Jedi.

The Jedi nodded and turned away just as the orchestra began. A beautiful woman as far as he could tell that was no older than himself walked out onto the stage.

She wore a beautiful gown that faded into a nice blue. Anakin thought she looked radiant in that dress, and when the beautiful woman began to sing Anakin was floored.

Her voice entranced him. She was a living breathing Siren. Palpatine spoke to him but his ears were not focused on the Chancellor's voice but the beautiful Siren's song that was being sung.

Palpatine looked at the young Jedi confused before he saw the boy's gaze was transfixed on the woman who was singing. The secret Sith smirked and excused himself from the balcony seating, not that Anakin heard him or very much cared where he went as he was still transfixed on the beautiful girl.

The words poured from her very soul into the crowd before her. Her voice sending them into a trance-like state of mind. Nobody dared to get up to go to the bathroom. Nobody dared to even cough or sneeze in her mere presence. She had turned the entire crowd into entranced zombies in a matter of minutes.

Her voice reverberated throughout the opera theater. Those outside could probably hear her melodic voice.

She was confident in her voice abilities and that is what made her great. If she believed she could hit a specific note, she knew that she could.

The girl finally hit her final note and was met with thunderous applause. Flowers of all varieties were thrown onto the stage as the girl soaked up the glory and the praise as she took a bow.

She left off stage and the moment Anakin saw she was gone he was snapped out of his trance.  But that did not mean that he didn't still think about the lady in blue.

"So what did I miss?"The chancellor's voice said snapping Anakin back to reality. He looked over at the Chancellor who was staring at him.

"Oh I suppose you missed the ending!"Anakin told him unaware that the Chancellor had even been gone.

"How unfortunate! Well it was good seeing you Anakin, but I must retire for the night!"Palpatine said as he walked away from the Jedi Knight.

Anakin shrugged and walked out of the theater doors. He wandered aimlessly but he apparently wasn't watching where he was going as he walked into a chest that fell to the ground.

He immediately knelt down next to the person to apologize when he caught a glimpse of the person's face. She still wore her makeup and her hair was still done up underneath her hood.

"My apologies, miss!"He apologized and she took his outstretched hand to help her up from the ground.

"Quite alright, I'm sure you didn't mean to!"She said and her voice seemed far different than when she sang.

"You were very good tonight!"He told her and she perked up and met his eyes with her own which he now saw were a beautiful (e/c).

"OH! Thank you!"She excepts the compliment, and he rubs the back of his neck before putting out his hand.

"Anakin Skywalker!"He introduced himself and she smiled and took his hand shaking it.

"(Y/f/n) pleasure to meet you!" She eyed his robes, "Jedi?" She said.

"May I walk with you?" He asked and she nodded, feeling instantly safe in the Jedi's presence.

"I'm just going home for the night if you don't mind walking me home?" She said.

"It would be my honor to walk a beautifully talented woman home, miss (l/n)!" He said politely.

She shook her head and spoke, "no need for formality, I prefer to be just called (y/n) if you don't mind?" She explained and Anakin nodded.

"Of course mis-(y/n)!" he quickly saved himself. She laughed as they walked and talked as if they'd known each other all their lives. When Anakin saw a blossoming flower he plucked it and offered it to her. She took it gingerly in her hands and smiled at it as they continued to walk. When they made it to her building she bid the Jedi Knight goodnight.

"It was nice to meet you, Anakin!" She said waving at him as she got into the elevator.

"I hope to see you again, (y/n)!" He said with a smile.

"I'm counting on it!" She said with a smile before the doors closed. (y/n) made sure the coast was clear before dropping her sugary sweet facade. When she made it to her penthouse her doors opened and then shut behind her.

Her holotable beeped and she dropped her bag to the floor and placed the flower from Skywalker on her coffee tableand clicked the answer button. She fell to her knees in respect, "were you successful, my dear?" Sidious asked and (y/n) answered.

"Yes sir, Skywalker is completely enamored with me; it's only a matter of time until I have the boy wrapped around my finger, and will do anything for me!" She answered.

"Good work, I shall need an update in the coming weeks!" Sidious said.

"As you wish, sir!" She answered him before his figure disappeared. When Sidious was gone she let out a sigh of relief; she'd been on Sidious's pay roll for months.

Her eyes lingered on the flower Skywalker had gifted her. Foreign emotions bloomed in her heart, that should not have been there. Emotions she had tried to stifle and never have again. She had to look out for herself and herself alone; but if she was doing this to protect herself, then why did it feel so wrong?