She huffed out a breath as she stared straight across the room at her partner. How the hell would this battle end? Would this battle ever end? Those were the thoughts running through her master's mind. She was frustrated his and her partner's thoughts. She was still having difficulties when straining the thoughts around her.
"My bet is on Skywalker. . ."
"No way man. Everyone knows she's the top of every single one of her classes!"
She heard hissing and wanted nothing more than to use the force to shut them up. But right now she was concentrated on her target. She pushed foward and flicked her saber on, just as he did his, and the colors blue and gold met in unison. Her eyes shone with gold and blue, as did his. But there was a fire in her eyes. Not the traditional red fire that constantly shone in his eyes. But a more fierce blue fire that almost seemed deadly. Anakin Skywalker was almost frightened by her.
Key word is, almost.
She and him continued to battle until she slipped up. He tripped her leg and got the upper hand. Next thing she knew, her lightsaber and his were an inch to her throat and he straddled her waist as her chest heaved up and down. A smirk played along his lips as she lay defeated. Silence filled the room with tension and exhaustion.
"Looks like I won once again. Who's next?" And that's when she pushed him off and grabbed her saber. She rolled her eyes and walked right off the mat. It wasn't that she was a sore loser. She believed Anakin was a great Padawan. She just hated how big his ego was. . .
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"Of course I wasn't sore about losing, Master. I'm glad I lost, it gives me a chance to work on keeping my limbs under control. I just didn't appreciate his ego about the situation." She spoke with her eyes shut while she sat with her legs crossed. Her Master slowly walked around her sitting figure as he tried his best not to scold her. He understood where she was coming from, but he knew that the other Masters would look down on him for not disciplining his Padawan
"Master, calm your thoughts. They're extremely distracting." She spoke softly as she took in a deep breath. "And think about it, I could have sliced his face in half, but I didn't." She laughed and she knew her Master was trying his best to keep a straight face. But she sighed none the less. "If it makes you feel any better, I'll go talk to the little rat."
She hurried out of the room before her Master could slip in any more comments. She huffed and rolled her eyes. Why the hell should she have to apologize for losing? But she knew her Master was on a tight rope. She was at the loser's door and she knocked, but no answer.
"Hello?" She tried, but still n answer. She huffed and pressed a button to enter. No one was in the room, but she heard running water and then it suddenly stopped. "What the-?"
And that was when she literally wanted him to slice her in half with a lightsaber, preferably her eyes. She had actually seen Anakin full-on. But instead of him scurrying and grabbing a towel like she expected, he stretched and continued walking towards his closet.
"Like what you see?" He turned with an arched back and a smirk along with a wink. "Because. . .if so, I don't have to change. Unless," He walked close to her shocked figure. She had no idea how to react at the moment. She just saw her first. . .what the hell does she even call it? Was all that ran through her mind at the moment. "I make you uncomfortable?" She tried her best to look anywhere but there, so she looked into his eyes.
"Tell me. . .do I make you uncomfortable?" He allowed his lips to linger on her cheek. She flinched back, what the hell does he think he's doing? She slapped him and his face jerked to the side. "Fiesty. . .I like it."
"Asshole. First of all, that's disgusting. Second of all, put on some fucking pants." She scoffed at the smug looking Skywalker. She moved to pass him but he caught her wrist.
"Not even a kiss goodbye?" He puckered his lips playfully as she huffed and stormed out. Leaving a laughing Anakin to have his 'alone time' after what just happened. . .
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"I can't believe I kissed you." She stuttered while tracing her lips.
"Well, technically, I kissed you. But you did have quite the tongue." He smirked.
"Shut up Anakin." She groaned.
"Well, Babe, you know some ways to shut me up. Why don't you make me?" He nodded towards the girl with a flushed face. "Look, if it bothers you that much, we don't have to do it again. . ."
"That's not the problem. The problem is I do want to kiss you again! Actually, I want to do more than just kiss you. What the hell am I saying. Shit, see? Now you have me in one gigantic cage of confusion." She fell back on his bed.
"Well whatever you want to do is okay with me." He shrugged towards the girl. He was hoping she would say she did want to be with him, but he wasn't the sap love story type.
"I do want to be with you, but are you forgetting the Jedi code? I've trained my entire life to believe every word of it. I was raised to not fall for someone. I was raised to only be selfless. But this right here is me being absolutely selfish." She sighed. "I don't know what to do."
"I-I'm sorry. I don't want you to do something that makes you feel uncomfortable." He was astonished, he had known her ever since he joined the order, but not once did he see her break. He shakily placed a hand on her back. He wasn't sure what he could do.
"I just. . .I think I need to be alone with my thoughts. I- I'm sorry." She dashed up and out of the room before she had to see his face. She knew she would break down the second she looked into those blue eyes. . .
