: violence, protective reader, very short, heavy fluff

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"Yes my lord, I shall be there as soon as possible," I said, shutting off the comlink that I shared a call with my master on. I had an important meeting with the Sith lord, most likely another dull mission on trying to fight against the Jedi.

I never wanted to fight against the Jedi. I never wanted to be caught in a war where my husband was on the enemy side. Anakin Skywalker, the chosen one. We married during our learner years, though he was a Jedi's padawan. And I, I was a Sith's apprentice. He had saved me from a near death experience. Though his Master never agreed to the idea, he never booted me away from helping them as they had helped me. They were my friends, the best I'd ever had. I'd gotten close to Anakin, our shared glances coated with deep want, our stomachs filled with butterflies for the other. And one day, we got married, no hesitation from either of us.

Loving eachother was never hard and fighting never came to us. I respected my so-called "enemies", I just refused to agree with them. The rules of the Jedi were foolish, but I never agreed that they as people were for one second. After a while, Anakin had admitted to me that Obi-Wan had forgotten about me, no Jedi knew of my existence other than Anakin, nobody knew of my kind heart towards the Jedi. But Lord Tyranus wanted that to change. My Master wanted them to know of me, but he wanted them to know me as a bringer of Chaos.

My comlink buzzed again and I rolled my eyes before answering, expecting to see the annoying Sith lord once again. But there he was, my heart and soul on the other line. He seemed to be crouching, the noises of mechanics walking past him loudly.

"Anakin, what have you gotten yourself into this time?" I asked, crossing my arms with a smug smirk.

"I can't speak that much, but I'm sending your my coordinates. Would you mind giving us a little help over here?"

"Us?" My eyebrow cocked, smirk turning into a frown. "You're not alone?"

Anakin looked beside him with a slightly worried expression before turning back to me with bright eyes. "No, I'm not. They won't judge you, I promise."

Anakin's coordinates set into my ship's desination, replacing the numbers that were set to Lord Tyranus' current location. I smiled softly, nodding my head, "I'll be there soon my dear, hang in there."

Anakin's face went pink before I dismissed the call, obviously surprised that I'd still call him sweet names while he had someone around. I leaned back in my chair, adjusting my black robes and watching as the stars flew past me in a blue hue. My eyes closed, letting my mind drift off into a peaceful sleep as I waited for my ship to make it's way through hyperspace, quickly flying to rescue my sweet lover.

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When my ship landed, I noticed I was on some backwater planet that held a large Separtist base. Of course Anakin got himself trapped in some Separtist base, it was Anakin who we were talking about! I rolled my eyes at how idiotic some of his missions could be.

I walked up to the doors, walking in like I was friendly with these droids and their commanders. I never fought, something Lord Tyranus also hated, causing me to be unfamiliar to all violence. They would seek out to kill me once they noticed I was there, and I planned them to.

The magnadroids turned to me, obviously shocked that I was willing to walk up to them like their threatening height and build meant nothing to me. Which it didn't. Before one could react, I ignited my lightsaber, the cool metal gripping to my hand. A metal head went flying off without any swing of their electrostaffs. The other guard composed himself of the confusion quickly, his staff moving towards my chest. I knew his whole moveset though, after being cooped up in a library filled of droid parts and books.

My saber clashed against the staff, it's purple energy bright and sizzling along with my saber's vibrant color. The robot grunted as I pushed it's weapon away from mine, leading him to throw another attack, this time at my right leg. I blocked his attack once again, my right foot swooped over to hook behind it's metal knee, pulling my foot foreward and causing it to lose balance. The electrostaff flew across the dead grass behind it. I jabbed my saber into it's power generator, shutting it down permanently as my blade burnt it up.

I let out a breath I'd been holding it, eyes scanning over the metal I just turned to junk. I fixed the hood if my coal-colored cloak, making sure I couldn't be recognized by any droid. I shut my weapon off, hooking it onto my belt under my cloak once again. "Stupid clanker.." I muttered underneath my breath, making my way inside the now unguarded building.

It was dimly lit, and I thanked the maker for that. It would be less easy to get caught by whatever Anakin needed trouble with. I rushed through the halls, finding no one, nothing. "Anakin?" I called out. My soft voice only echoed down the building.

My eyelids fluttered shut. I couldn't lose him, not now, not ever. I reached out with the force, trying to find Anakin through our strong connection. I felt him tugging at the same string I was, beckoning me to him through our Force connection. I turned right when the hallway split, a black door calling me from the end if the tunnel-like distance. There were voices coming from there, a groan of pain. It sounds like Anakin. Someone's hurting my boy... I thought.

I couldn't tell my legs to move any faster as I broke out into a sprint. My boots were semi-loud across the floor, but stealth didn't matter anymore when my boy was hurting. When I stopped to a hault at the door, I stared at it, trying to sense life force inside. Two, two living things in that room. Anakin said 'us' when he called for a rescue. Him and someone else, I thought with relief.

There was a keypad next to the door.A code, of course it needed a code. I dug through my brain, memories of when I was younger, when my master wouldn't take me on missions often. I remember falling asleep at his desks most nights. By the time he got back, I'd have memorized every paper on his desk, information written with ink like a script, every letter from his master. It was the same code over and over too. They figured nobody would try and access the code since the astromechs usually didn't need to find a code to get into places.

I pressed one number, the door opening with a hissing noise. Inside was Anakin and young togruta, "chained up". A blue sheild surrounded him and magnaguards stood in front of the two, taking turns zapping the Jedi Knight. They both turned to me, purple energy making crisp noises in the air. I didn't hesitate before I attacked the one closest to Anakin, their electrostaff blocking them from being chopped in half by my red blade. I removed my lightsaber from him, almost feeling the hairs on my head stand due to the energy as another elctrostaff swung at me. I ducked, using my saber and chopping off the bottom limbs of the two droids.

I scoffed at the sight as I straightened my body, glaring that the droids who were still trying to swing at my legs. I used the Force to shove their staffs across the room before stabbing both in the head, watching the metal heat and almost melt.

I shoved my lightsaber away quickly, not wanting to waste any time. Whatever shield was holding up Anakin and his partner, I knew how to quickly disable, pressing a button on the control pannel next to it. Falling to their knees, the two were released. I kneeled next to Anakin and I studied his face. It was contorted with pain as he clutched his stomach.

I caressed his cheek, tipping his chin up to look at me. "Are you alright, Ani?" I asked, staring into his flooded eyes. I'd never seen him look so.. vulnerable ever since.. Shmi.

A grunt came from him as his eyebrows knitted together. "I think," he responded, voice stiff from the good shocking he'd just gotten. "Are you alright?"

"Of course I am, my boy. Do you think you can stand up for me?"

Anakin nodded. I took his hand that was resting on the ground and slung his arm over my shoulder, lifting up his heavy weight. He sank into me, still sore and probably more tired than ever.

I turned to the togruta female, her skin a caramel color and her tails a beautiful white with blue stripes. "So you're the woman that Skyguy always talks about?"

I tilted my head in confusion. Skyguy, probably a nickname for Anakin (I've definitely used it before). Anakin talks about me?

My thoughts must've turned into words because she responded with, "Of course he does. He won't shut his mouth about you when he talks to his battalion."

I smiled, gazing over at Anakin to see that he'd heard close to nothing, just cursing silently at the tendernessnin his stomach. Looking back over to the young girl, I asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Ahsoka Tano, I'm Master Skywalker's padawan. Do you have a name by any chance? Any cool ones that start with Darth?"

I laugh, starting to walk around with Anakin as a purse hanging over me, basically dragging him through the halls of the base. "Y/n Skywalker, but most only get my real last name. Though, I'm sure I won't need to use it in this case. I'm gonna get you two back to my ship and you can make a holocall to your council, tell them that you have a little friend's help. I'll gove you a quick ride."

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My ship wasn't too far from the petty base, the need to strain my muscles just to carry the heavy body of the chosen one not being needed. I set him down in a small cot, laying him straight so I could check for anything wrong except for what he decribed as a "sore tummy".

I removed his robes, his lightly toned chest sending heat to my face, brushing pink across my nose. His stomach was bruised as if someone had kicked him and the hairs leading from his belly button down to his.. were standing up on their ends as if the energy were still high in the room.

I placed a hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat soft and calm in his broad figure. His eyes fluttered opened at my gentle touch, staring at me in adoration. "Angel.." he croaked.

"Hi Ani," I smiled, pecking him on the lips. He raised his metal arm, holding my face to keep our lips connected.

Soft. His lips were softer than pillows and they were sweeter than any candy I'd tasted, any fruit I'd ever indulged in. They were perfect too, plump and pink, easy to lose yourself on. It was a privilege to kiss Anakin Skywalker and I never took it for granted. I knew that if I got to keep on tasting his lips everytime I saw him that I'd keep on protecting him with my life - even if most of the time he never needed it. Anakin backed away to my disappointment, a grin on his face pulled me out of my oncoming upset mood though.

"You were so gorgeous when you were fighting off those droids, what I would do to have you fighting by my side everday. You'd be a bigger morale boost than havinn Artoo cracking jokes," he cooed, rubbing my cheekbone with his thumb.

I hummed softly at his words, trapping him into another deep kiss. Fighting by my side everyday. That sounded like a dream, to be by Anakin no matter how dangerous the situation was, how hated we would be seen together. A Sith and a Jedi, running around together cause they're madly in love, breaking any rules that had been placed, shoving aside any war that had been presented to them between both sides. Anakin and I being one, the Jedi and the Sith being a storm together, but Anakin and I being the eye of that same storm.

Just two scrambled up Force-users, jogging in a race slower than the rest because they just love the company they keep each other. Anakin and I, the two fools in the back of a movie theater somewhere in Coruscant, laughing loudly because they don't care about the glaring eyes they receive. That was me and him, two fools that loved each other till the galaxy's end.

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