Part 1:
Ahsoka sat in the sparing room, alone, in the corner. Other masters were training their padawan’s for an upcoming “MP Tournament”….but not Ahsoka. This was the last chance to practice before the tournament and her master was nowhere to be found….again.
He had taken a day off a few days ago and after that he had been acting different. Ahsoka knew her master drank. Some Jedi did. They would go to bars occasionally and some came back a little drunk. Her master usually came back sober. She didn’t know whether he actually drank responsibly or if he had just built a high tolerance to alcohol. She didn’t ask.
But after that day her master had been staying out late and coming home a little drunk. Nothing too bad just slurring his words a little and waking up with a mild head ach.
She tried to comm. him but he hadn’t responded.
…Four hours later
It was 11:00 at night and Anakin had come back from the bar…again. He didn’t drink that night because he accidentally left his credits back at the temple. He opened the door to the living quarters he shared with Ahsoka. There was a living space with a dark blue couch, a maroon recliner which Anakin deemed as his chair, and a Holovision (HV) with a small game system…which resulted in many arguments. There was also a small kitchen but they rarely used that. Off of the living room there where two bed rooms one for each of them. They each had their own bathroom that came off of their room as well.
Anakin wanted to make sure that Ahsoka was in bed before he hit the sack.
He made his way into her room quietly in case she was asleep. He wasn’t surprised to find her bed empty. When he wasn’t around she tended to stay out later than he would like. What did surprise him was her two lightsaber that were on her bed. Ahsoka never left her lightsabers unless she was going to library or training. But the library is closed for repairs, and she wouldn’t be in the training room…Oh Crap! He had forgotten about their final training session for the MPT. Just as he was about to sprint out the door he heard him com. link beep from its place on the counter indicating that he had a message. He pressed the button…
“You have 4 new messages.”
“Hey Master its Ahsoka. My navigation class let out early so I’ll just meet you in the training room. See ya!”
“It’s Ahsoka again. You are…18 minutes late after 20 you get to clean out the Twlight.”
“Okay seriously where are you? It’s been over an hour. Com. me back when you get this.”
“Did you forget about the tournament tomorrow? We have to practice our jumps and I’ve been working on my pairing. Where are you?”
“End of messages”
He quickly made his way to the training room and turned on the lights. He scanned the crates and training obstacles for his padawan. Finally he saw her bright orange skin and gray leggings standing out against the walls in corner of the room. She was laying on a bench, asleep, her training saber in her right hand. How long had she been lying there? Had she waited this long for him? Anakin felt a horrible sting of guilt. It was almost five hours past their scheduled session and there was his tiny padawan, alone, probably feeling let down, lying in the corner of an empty training room.
He approached her slowly and stopped in front of her “How are you supposed to wake up a teenager?”Anakin asked himself. Ahsoka was almost always up first so he had never had to wake her up…should he talk to her until she wakes up… or shake her… or tap into their bond and contact her through the force?….hmmm
“Snips…?” he sent through their force connection.
His padawan remained still.
“Ahsoka?” he whispered
Ahsoka stirred but remained asleep…
Anakin shook her shoulder gently and called her name again
“Wake up Snips…”
Ahsoka fluttered her eyes until they opened completely. She felt something on her shoulder and saw her master next to her causing her to jump in alarm. Anakin chuckled.
“What are you doing?” she said in a very harsh whisper clearly forgetting where she was.
“I was about to ask you the same thing.”
“Wha-…I…Master, can this wait till the morning?” Ahsoka was still half asleep and had clearly forgotten about the day’s events.
“Sure” Anakin smirked. He didn’t want her to come to her senses and start an argument. It was late and she needed her sleep.
Anakin gently slid his arms around his sleeping apprentice so that one hand was underneath her back head tail, supporting her back, and the other was tucked under her knees. He slowly and effortlessly lifted her off the bench. He used the force to place the training saber back into the training cubby they shared before making his way back to their shared quarters.
Ahsoka and Anakin didn’t usually wear pajamas when they had a few days off. They didn’t sweat or get dirty so what was the point?
He pulled the blanket back using the force and gently laid Ahsoka on the mattress before pulling the blanket over her tiny body.
“I’m sorry Snips…sleep well” he whispered before making his way to his own room.
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Anakin laid in his bad trying to push the guilt out of his mind. He felt bad that his little Snips had been let down by him and that she still stayed there waiting for him. The truth was he had forgotten about their training session. Anakin had a lot on his mind. He and Padme had gotten into a pretty big fight over their “secret”. Padme wanted Anakin to tell his padawn about their relationship because of how close Ahsoka was to both of them. Anakin thought that Ahsoka was better off not knowing. He trusted her with their secret and wanted to tell her but he was afraid of the result.
Flashback
“She deserves to know! “ Padme shouted.
“Telling her would only make things more difficult for everyone especially her. She was raised to believe that the Code is the law. If she found out that the person she looks up to the most broke the code, she would be devastated.”
“Don’t you trust her?”
“Of course I trust her! But I also care about her and telling her something this big would overwhelm her and she wouldn’t know how to react! What if she asked for a different master?” Anakin asked, his eyes growing in fear at his own words.
“This isn’t about trusting Ahsoka…this is about your fear of losing her.”
“I’ve corrupted her mind too much already. No other master would be able to handle her. You don’t understand. The bond between master and apprentice is strong but also delicate. If I tell her there is no telling how our relationship would change.”
“If you don’t tell her, I just might have to.”
“You wouldn’t dare. She is my apprentice not yours. I’m her guardian and it’s my job to protect her in a way I see fit.”
“SHE IS YOUR BEST FRIEND!!!” Padme yelled
“EXACTLY!”Anakin bellowed before stomping out of the apartment.
They hadn’t spoken since. It had been almost four days and every night Anakin had been going to bars to take his mind of his marital issues. Unfortunately, today he had gone to the bar during the day and got pretty drunk. It took him a few hours to sober up. It was late when he finally made his way back to the temple. But how was he suppose to explain that to Ahsoka?
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