the forbidden love {anakin skywalker fanfiction}

{9} traveling with a markham

anakin's pov
i walk down the steps and towards my starship, kyla hot on my heels.

"i can carry my own luggage you know." she sighs.

"its only one suitcase. and besides, it barely weighs a thing." i reply.

we make it to my small ship. and i set our luggage in the back. i walk back over to the door and hold out my hand, bowing.

kyla laughs and takes my hand. "thank you my good sir." she hops in to the passengers seat and artoo settles himself in on the wing.

"is this your droid?" she asks fascinated by artoo's beeping.

i nod. "his name is R2D2, artoo for short."

"i hope to have my own one day." she smiles. her smile is so cute; i'm so attracted to her. she's becoming the center of my world. but i know what happened last time i fell in love... i can't see kyla get hurt like padme.

just as i am about to take my place in the ship, i hear someone calling my name.

"anakin." obi wan stands at the top of the stairs. "hello obi wan." i nod. he walks towards me. "was he your master?" kyla asks loud enough for only me to hear. "yes. he is like a father to me."

"be safe you two. promise me you won't be careless." obi wan says when he reaches us.

"i will make sure that kyla is on her best behavior master." i reply, smirking.

"i was actually talking about you anakin. kyla, please watch him. he can be a handful sometimes." obi wan replies smirking back.

i stand there with a fake look of shock on my face. kyla bursts out laughing. "of course master kenobi."

"good good. have a nice trip you two." he turns and leaves.

i hop in next to kyla and close the opening. i press a few buttons and see kyla smiling from my peripheral vision. "what are you so happy about?" i nudge her in the shoulder.

she points at the control panel. "flying is so fascinating. i've always wanted to learn how to and i finally have the chance."

"then lets get started shall we?" she nods. i press a few buttons and the engine roars to life. "place your hands on opposite sides of the wheel. then gently pull up. okay?"

"got it." she replies confidently. she places her hands where i told her to. beads of sweat accumulate on her forehead as she concentrates. right as we are about to take off she pulls her hands away and starts breathing heavily.

"hey kyla what's wrong?" i say concerned. "i.. i can't do it. w-what if i crash a..and we die?" she shakes her head.

"its going to be okay," i take her small hands in my larger ones. "here i'll help you." i take her hands and place them on the wheel, then place my hands on top of hers. she exhales, "i'm ready." "then lets go." i rub my thumbs over the back of her hands. then we take off.