*TW- Mild Sexual Content - making out
**A/N - to all those who prefer ROTS Anakin to AOTC Anakin, don't worry, there will be lots of him later on. I prefer ROTS Anakin actually (I used to think AOTC Anakin was very handsome when I was tad younger though) but I wanted to start this story off when they were still padawans as it's going to span over a few years.**
Anakin and I hadn't spoken at all this morning since last night's affair. He had even given me more space today, choosing to be on the opposite side of every room I entered, farthest away from me. Right now for instance, I was admiring the garden terrace while Anakin was leaning his head against the doorframe towards the exit. I guess I should at least be happy that he was still keeping good on his promise to not leave my alone during the trip, even if he was still mad at me.
It was almost noon now, and I was beginning to think the duel he had proposed earlier was off. I decided not to think about it anymore, focusing on some beautiful crimson flowers in front of me. As I leaned down to admire their scent, I heard his voice for the first time today.
"What are you doing?" He asked over my shoulder, sounding aggravated.
"What?" I whipped around to face him with a confused expression.
"It's almost noon." He huffed.
"Oh," I leaned my head back in understanding. "Are we still doing that?"
"I don't recall either of us calling it off." He said arrogantly.
"Right." I nodded, too tired to comment on his rude demeanour today. "I'll go get dressed."
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I went to put on my Jedi attire for our duel, but I promptly realized as I looked through my suitcase that I must have forgotten to pack my robes. I frowned, hoping Padme would have something agile for me to wear.
I found a skintight off-white coloured top made of some sweat wicking material, and I paired it with some ivory pants made of a matching spandex material. I chose a cream coloured belt to loop around my waist, and attached my lightsaber on my side. I then tucked my hair away in a tight bun at the back and got ready to leave.
When I saw my reflection in the mirror, I noticed how the thin material hugged my curves. The outfit left little to the imagination. I sighed, hoping Anakin wouldn't tease me.
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