First Glance (Awaited Part Three)

Hi, are you going to continue with Happiness and Tears? it's a very beautiful story <3 I hope you continue it, please don't abandon it🥺 . I like how you write about the SW characters , I must tell you that I would like to see more of Anakin he is my favorite ❤️

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I was procrastinating on Happiness and Tears because very few people liked it and it was very difficult to write. But because you asked, I will post part three today <33

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First Glance (Part Nine)

"A-Anakin? What are you doing here?!" You stare at him, your eyes watching him hoist himself into your room through your window. "Listen to me, Y\N. Listen carefully," He strides over to you, taking your hand into his, the contact makes your heart race. "I-I have been missing you. Ever since we had to be seperate. You have no idea, Y\N, just how much being away from you and watching you from afar has hurt me. You put me in agony." As he confesses all this to you, you cannot help but slowly feel yourself cave into his words. He seemed so overjoyed to just see and touch you.

"Oh, Ani..." You breath out, holding a breath you had no idea you were holding in the first place. Anakin's hand goes to your cheek, his hand, calloused and rough from ten years of harsh Jedi training, meeting your soft and pretty skin, caressing it in the sweetest gesture. "I've missed you so much. But what if someone finds us? What are we to do then?" Anakin smiles down at you, his ocean blue eyes scanning over your face as if drinking in every detail of you in this forbidden moment.

"Don't worry, Y\N. I promise you, I will protect you, always. Just be here with me." He places a sweet kiss to your forehead as he gazes into yours eyes, and as you always tried to will yourself not to do, you lost yourself into that intense but passionate gaze of his. "Anakin.." You muttered as that aquamarine blue eye color of his hypnotized you. "Y\N.." He uttered back to you, his hands travelling down to rest on your waist, he leaned in closer to your face, his warm breath hitting your face cooly and leaving behind the smell of cinnamon mint which makes your mouth water ever so slightly.

His lips brush deliciously against yours which makes you yearn for the taste of them upon yours, but instead he pulls you closer and buries his face in your neck, breathing out slowly. Instead of complaining, you wrap your arms around his neck and embracing him in turn. It felt like a lifetime since you guys have been this close or talked for this long, the feeling of him so close to you made your mind melt of all your doubts and morals.

However, every moment had to end, and it did unfortunately. Outside, you both could hear the sounds of footsteps getting closer and closer, and in a panic, you push Anakin away, your eyes urging him to leave quickly. With a roll of his eyes but a fleeting sense of fight or flight, he runs out of the window, using the force to close your windows doors behind him. As the footsteps eventually arrived at your door, you throw yourself under the covers of your cold bed.

With a knock on the door, you pretend to reply with a sleepy voice. "Y\N?" Called the voice of your master. "What?" You reply with an icy tone. "Can I come in? It's urgent." With a soft sigh. "Yes, Master." Windu opens the door, his eyes sweeping the room, no doubt for signs of Skywalker. Once determining the coast is clear, he enters the room and goes to sit on the edge of your spacious Queen sized bed. "Listen, the Council has been considering something very seriously." He says to you, his voice sounding the normal strict tone. You tilt your head curiously at him, interested in his next words. "We have decided that it seems necessary to send you on a specific mission, seeing as you are immensely close to taking the trials."

Instantly, you sit up, your eyes focused on his. "Oh? Okay! What kind of mission? When? Where?" You ask eagerly. Windu lets out a small chuckle. "Kamino." He answers simply. "Your mission will begin tomorrow so I wished to inform you." You nod at him, the feeling of finally being allowed to leave Coruscant and go on a well-deserved mission made your heart flutter. Windu got up, giving you a curt nod before leaving the room, the sounds of his graceful, tapping footsteps on the marble flooring departing. You lay back down, closing your eyes gently now knowing you had a big day ahead of you.

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P.S: Yeah, you guessed it, I totally didn't want to write Part Nine! But here it is anyway, and it came out pretty good I think. Anyways, enjoy.

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First Glance (Part Four)

The moment the both of you landed on Tatooine, you were hit by the air-thinning heat and seemingly endless sand. Well, at least now you know why Anakin hates sand. As you both hop out, Anakin leads you into the tiny hut of his house.

Following him, you can see a droid, one that was very obviously unfinished; loose wires, no plates and a very bad paint job, as the droid was a charcoal black. "Oh! Hello there! I'm C-3PO human-cyborg relations." The droid speaks in a sort of Victorian way. Anakin smiles at the droid. "Nice to see you, again." It takes the droid a moment to realize. "Master Ani! It has been so long!" 3PO cries out happily. "Who is this?" The droid inquires, turning slightly to you. "A friend of mine. A close one." You turn to 3PO, smiling warmly. "I'm Y\N. A padawan."

"A padawan? Hello!" Anakin walks into the doorframe, holding your hand to lead you through. "What is it now?" A voice grumbled frustratingly, only to see a man in a wheelchair, no more than fifty, wheeling his chair to the entryway, where you and Anakin stand. "What are- Anakin?" The man questions. "Lars, is that your name?" Anakin says, huffing slightly. "Uh yes. Are you Anakin Skywalker?" The man queried once more. "Yes." Anakin answered simply. "Oh. I've heard of you." He wheels his chair back more and more into the kitchen, looking over his shoulder before gazing back at you both.

"I've come here for my mother, where is she?" Just as Anakin had asked the burning question he had spent nights wondering of, a woman walked in, a woman with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. "Cliegg, I-" She stopped short and the sight of you and Anakin, two Jedi trainee's. "Anakin, this is my wife, Aika. Aika, this is Shmi's son, Anakin." Aika nodded slightly, walking closer to her husband. "Hello." She greets softly. Anakin nods and then studies Cliegg once more.

"Where is my mom? And why are you talking about her like that?" Anakin demands, his tone rising slowly. You place a hand on his shoulder, attempting to calm him down. "You'd better sit down." Warns Cliegg, motioning to the couple of chairs in front of him. Sitting down directly next to each other, Anakin's eyes, now a piercing blue, stared down Cliegg, sort of like a prey. "When Watto sold your mother, I bought her. We fell in love and got married, and one night, once I was sleeping, Shmi was stolen, taken. I looked and looked and looked, and couldn't find anything, and with my leg and the fact these people could be anywhere, Anakin, I-" Cliegg was interrupted by Anakin's now booming voice. "By who?!"

Aika flinched and gripped Cliegg's shoulder, her eyes darting from Anakin to yours, her blue eyes frightened and startled. Cliegg takes a moment to answer. "The sandpeople." Anakin grits his teeth. You look at Cliegg for a second, "How long has it been since Shmi was taken?" Cliegg takes a sharp breath. "Months." Anakin let's out a low scoff and then heads outside, you take a moment before following him.

Catching up to him, you grasp his hand in yours, and he lets out a low sigh, visibly relaxing. "I don't understand... what would they want with her?" Anakin questions softly, taking you into an embrace. "I don't know." You say in response just as gently. "I have to find her." He announces to you, the determination in his voice evident. "What? Anakin, don't." He breaks away from the hug. "Why not? I don't have the right to find my own mother? To know what happened to her?" His voice cracks slightly, hiding his rage.

"Of course you do! But, what if she doesn't want you to know?" You argue, voice rising as well. "Why wouldn't she want me to?! She is MY mother! You don't even know her." He practically shouts at you, you close your mouth and lean back, completely silent. He sighs audibly and then turns away, running his hands through his hair. You, completely silent, just walks away, back inside. Anakin takes a moment to compose himself, but instead of apologizing, he makes an impulsive decision.

Checking to see if his lightsaber was still on his hip, he hops into his speeder and then zooms away. Hearing the noise, you run to see what it was, at the sight of Anakin zooming away, the feeling brings a strange sense of hurt. What was the point? Of coming here? If Anakin was just going to zoom off from you, as if you had a disease or something?

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A\N: Cliffhanger! Part five out tomorrow, and that is supposed to be the falling action of this series, so it may take a bit to make.

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Childhood Promises (Part One)

You were laughing with your two favorite people: Fred and George, the Weasley Twins. Making random jokes, reminiscing their own fifth years. "How's the shop coming?" You ask, crossing your legs. George shrugs, running a hand through his still long, ginger hair. "It's been going great. Mum's still very offended by it, for whatever reason." Fred rolls his eyes, leaning closer to you. "Y\N, could you promise us something?"

You tilt your head a bit and then nod. George, looking positively alarmed and concerned gazes at Fred, looking for some type of conformation that it is a good promise, since he is being dragged into it. Fred shoos George away and looks you dead in your eyes. "Promise us you won't kiss any guy while you are at school." George looks taken aback and then just decides to go with it, matching Fred's desperation with his own pleading gaze.

You chuckle awkwardly, immediately placing your hand on your neck nervously. "Guys, you know I-" You were cut off by Fred leaning forward and capturing your sweet lips in an even sweeter and more passionately begging kiss. Your eyes widen at first as he wraps his arms securely around your waist, forcing you closer. George watches in awe at Fred's boldness and then clears his throat noisily, Fred's lips leave yours and so does his arms. You recoup momentarily as George is easing you into a meaningful and sweet kiss, completely different from the fiery, passionate kiss Fred gifted you with.

"I-I promise." You utter softly, earning yourself two relieved smiles from the twins. "C'mon, let's get you down to Mum for dinner." George says, standing up and extending his hand to help you up. "Yeah. Mum will go ballistic if she hears we did this.." A grin widens on Fred's face, although he seems serious to an extent. "I love you guys." You smirk, following the two tall red-heads out of their shared bedroom door.

A\N: This is something I thought of randomly scrolling through my fluffy tags for the Weasleys, and here it is, in parts, with part two coming Monday soo be ready for that.

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First Glance (Part Eight)

Nothing so far had been easy for you, training to take the trials, dealing with the many eyes that starred you down whenever you entered a room, the stress what becoming too much. You had to work to earn back the trust you apparently so viciously ripped away from the entire Jedi Order.

And what did that mean? Stop socializing with Anakin. As Windu put it, Anakin is "In need of his Jedi trainings", whatever that meant. So as difficult as the challenge lay ahead, you had to continue being loyal and trustworthy to the Order, Republic and yourself, to become a successful Jedi. Easier said than done. But, Anakin? He was, in simple terms devastated by not being able to speak or see you anymore. On the rare occasions he did, there was always someone there to stop him from acting out and charging at you to pull you into a well-deserved hug.

That said, you could imagine the look on Anakin's face as he realized you were in this meeting with him. He could sneak glances and possibly even think about you in a way that did not seem too painful. "Anakin, this meeting is to discuss how we will be reacting to the movement in which the Separatists have made, as well as Senator Amidala's move to assist us." Obi-Wan informs his eager padawan, Anakin nods at his words, knowing he will be gazing at you the entire time as if you were hypnotic. "I understand, Master." Anakin reassures his Master emptily. Obi-Wan nods and leads the pair inside. In the Temple, there are multiple standard Council chairs and a table in the center of the room, on which is displaying the map of the Galactic Republic.

"Ah, Master Kenobi and young Skywalker. If you'd take a seat." Advises Ki-Adi-Mundi. Nodding, Obi-Wan and Anakin take seats directly beside one another. A moment later, you and your Master, Windu arrive, Yoda glances at you before glaring at Anakin, as if warning the two of you to be on your best behavior. As everyone is seated, Plo Koon wastes no time starting the meeting. "What shall we make of this move by the newly formed Separatist Droid Army?" "Well, our best course of action is to endorse and welcome Senator Amidala's attempts at help, correct?" Chimes in Kit Fisto. "No. We are Jedi, the keepers of peace in the galaxy, we should be able to round up armies that have fought with us before and stand our ground as the protectors of the galaxy." Replies Ki-Adi-Mundi firmly.

As this is said, the rest of the Council decide to interject to share their own opinions, of course this is a lengthy process in itself that requires heavy listening. You, sitting up and actively listening to what is being said and taking it into consideration in your own head decide to speak up. "Isn't it possible that we can use the clones Master Kenobi came across on Kamino?" All of the Masters paused and began murmuring amongst their neighbors what they think. Sitting back in your chair, you wait for them to arrive at a clear conclusion, and scanning the room for agreeance, your eyes meet Anakin's. He was gazing at you the entire time. Anakin's blue eyes, as ocean like as ever act as a mirror in which you could always see what he thought of you while looking at yourself, most oftenly you find yourself slipping into the vast sea of the crystal blue eyes that are Anakin's. He flashes you a toothy and gleeful smile, and as quick as the moment was in reality, was how quick you looked away.

You loathed the fact you couldn't speak, look or be alone with him, but you loathed how you were throwing away those many years of discipline for a simple fellow padawan. Sure you guys are friends, close ones at that, but what has been constantly drilled into your head since you started as a padawan at age eight? Never form attachments. And here you are, going off to different planets with this boy, this padawan, what does that say about you? That either you were forgetting everything at the blink of an eye because of someone who showed you attention or that you weren't listening to anything that has been taught to you.

Seeing you dart your gaze away from him, it hurt Anakin but also made him feel like an idiot. Ever since just a few weeks ago when you both came back from your adventures in Tatooine, Anakin has thought of you constantly, day and night. The feeling of slowly and surely but oh so madly attaching to you, it made him feel exhilarated because now he had something worth fighting for, something without a price tag. To him, you were worth more than any gemstone or precious metal, you had never ending beauty and never ending value to him. Never has he ever felt so good in his life. But being away from you, it felt like constant torture and agony, as if someone were endlessly stabbing or burning him. A feeling he never wanted to feel.

The meeting ended in your favor, as the Council had agreed to use the clone army on Kamino as their own against the Separatists. Walking out with your master, you caught a glimpse of Obi-Wan and Anakin talking, from the looks of it, Obi-Wan was speaking in a serious manner, probably scolding Anakin because of his (obvious) staring at you the entire meeting.

That same night, you found yourself restless but, tired because of the sheer amount of the ridiculous amounts of training in which you had to undergo, but restless because Anakin kept invading your mind as if he owned it. With a heavy groan, you flip onto your side in your bed, eyes darting around the room in an attempt to make them droopy and even more exhausted and you find yourself focusing on the figure of Anakin in your window, half illuminated in the twilight and dark. "Y\N..."

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Note: This was supposed to come out yesterday, but I was too busy with my studies, sorry. Part nine out sometime tomorrow.