The Blind One

Sight Seeing

"You can't be serious!?" Anakin exclaimed.

Anakin was asked by Padme to be a personal bodyguard while she is on Naboo. Although, Anakin's reaction didn't quite please the masters when they said Sanar had to go with him.

"Forgive me, masters. But why does she have to accompany me?" Anakin asked politely.

"In check, you must be, Skywalker." Yoda replied.

With a nod to Master Yoda and the rest of the Council, Anakin departed from the room and made his way to find Sanar in the temple. Anger filled his thoughts as to how he was going to yell at the padawan. He wanted to be the only one to go to Naboo with Padme, and him alone, not with an escort to watch his every move. Since Obi-Wan was gone on his own mission after the ordeal at Padme's apartment, Anakin didn't have a chance to consult to his master.

"Sanar!" Anakin yelled.

Anakin's voice rang through the temple. Sanar couldn't hear him, because she was busy meditating in the training room, alone with the door shut. Anakin stomped his way over to the training room door and banged on it. The padawan's eyes opened, feared that something was wrong when she heard the banging noise on the door.

"Enter," Sanar ordered.

The door swooshed open, and Anakin barged in. Sanar stood up as Anakin made his way toward her. She could sense that he was angry, so she Sanar took the calm approach when speaking to him.

"Anakin," Sanar said.

"The Council has ordered you to accompany me to Naboo. Did you know anything about this?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"No, I had no idea. I was going to suggest coming along, but I silenced myself before saying anything to Master Windu." Sanar explained.

Anakin sighed. Sanar stood there silent, trying to figure out what was going on with the apprentice. For the amount of time she has been with Anakin, she has seen a pattern of the way his attitude comes out. So, Sanar had an idea for a short training session before leaving for Naboo.

"Anakin, sit down." Sanar commanded.

Anakin looked at the padawan, and then did what she said. Sanar soon joined him and the two were sitting on the floor with their legs crossed. The apprentice was confused. He had no clue what Sanar was up to, but he listened and waited for her to speak.

"Take my hands." Sanar ordered, as she brought out her hands.

"Sanar, what are we doing?" Anakin asked, confused.

"Do as I say." Sanar implied.

Anakin nodded, and then placed his hands on top of her's. Sanar's hands were really soft and warm, like the force flowed through her body and out of her hands. The padawan closed her eyes and sat there quietly, meditating. Anakin looked at her, then started to do the same. As they were sitting there, the anger that was flowing through Anakin, deceased and began to feel a lot better. Sanar smiled a little, knowing that her plan had worked and her relationship with the apprentice was growing stronger.

"Thank you, Sanar..." Anakin faintly whispered.

"You're welcome, Anakin." Sanar replied with a soft smile.

Anakin left go of her hands, and stood up. Sanar opened her eyes, and moved her hands back to her sides, while she also stood up. Anakin smiled at the padawan, and hugged her lightly. His arms wrapped around her small body, as his chin rested on her shoulders. Sanar's body was engulfed in his dark robe and the smell of sand. She felt safe with him around her; she didn't want him to let go of her.