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Time Retreating	By : Ladykohl Category: Star Wars (All) > General Views: 8223 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Star Wars movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 2-Part 1
- 3-Part 2
- 4-Part 3
- 5-Part 4
- 6-Part 5
- 7-Part 6
- 8-Part 7
- 9-Part 8
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Title: Time Retreating

Author: Blue Chance

Rating: NC-17 (this rating doesn't apply to the prologue and part 1)

Setting: This story takes place at the lake retreat in Naboo a very long time after RoTS

Disclaimer: If I owned star wars I wouldn't be here writing fan fiction about it... which means I don't own it and sure as hell don't make any money off my work :-)

Author�s Note: This is my first star wars fan fic. I thought the whole Anakin/Padme thing was really interesting and sad, and I wanted to explore it from a writer's point of view. I was trying to think of an original idea to explore it with, and I hope this one will do. Also, I'm interested in a darker side of Anakin and his courtship of Padme. If you don't like that side of him, you might not like this fic as I'm going to incorporate that a little in to the story. As for the NC-17 rating, I've never really written sex scenes - and they'll only be here because I feel that you can't really do a dark love story without them. Hopefully you'll like the story...
One last thing... this is not a SI story, meaning none of these characters are based on me. The only pairing in this story is Anakin and Padme.
Time Retreating
Prologue
"The heart keeps time better than any clock."
-Anonymus

I stood upon the old and dilapidated deck that over looked the most breath taking scene I�d ever laid my eyes upon... A beautiful swirling lake surrounded by vibrant and lush foliage. It seemed like a great work of art; swirls of greens, red, pinks, and blues. I couldn�t take my eyes off of it. I lost myself to it. I wanted nothing more than to stay there for hours and observe nature at it�s most brilliant. I was so lost in the scene... that I lost my group. Suddenly, I pulled away from the rail and looked around nervously...
Field trips are usually boring and tediously educational, but when I learned that we were to spend two weeks at the famous retreat on Naboo... I couldn�t have been more excited. There were so many interesting stories surrounding the place, most of which no one knew whether they were true or false, and it intrigued me to no end. Stories of beings that could move things and influence others� actions with just their thoughts. It was said that one of those beings had been married to an angel thousands of years ago on the very ground that I stood on that moment. Of course, it was a little far fetched for even my most open of minds... but it was still hypnotizing being at the place that was the source of such fantastic stories...
But at the time I was a little pre occupied with being lost and the repercussions of being lost when I was found. I was convinced that my mother would kill me when she heard I was wandering off again - and I had been there for less than an hour. This time it was upsetting because I didn�t actually mean to lose the group. I sighed and looked back at the beautiful lake that I silently cursed - wondering how many others had been lost to it�s hypnotizing charms. I turned from the lake and began surveying the surrounding area. Well, they couldn�t have gone far. The retreat was big, but it wasn�t that big. My class had to be somewhere around... I let out another sigh and slumped my shoulders. Oh well. I would just have to enjoy my time here as best as I could until I was found... and ultimately punished.
I found myself imagining what the retreat must have looked like in it�s glory days before war and neglect had reduced it to nothing more than an old ruined building that just happened to have a gorgeous view. There would have been flowers in the empty flower pots that were scattered about. The paint and art would have been vibrant. The freezes of various Nubian gods would not have been crumbling in to oblivion. I imagined there would have been vines growing over the trellises. Expensive cloth would have been draped here and there to create a dreamy effect... before I knew it, I had created a very beautiful picture in my head. A picture that began to make me a little sad in an odd kind of way. How terrible it would be for the amazing being and his angel to come back to the place they vowed their love and find it in such a condition. I wondered why no one tried to keep it up. People still visited and stayed there... they shouldn�t have let it get the way it was.
Two people, a woman and a man, walking up the steps toward the balustrade caught my eye and brought me out of my depressing reverie. They did not seem to notice me, however, which was a good thing because I was staring at them quite conspicuously with a deep crease in my forehead. Both of them were dressed... very oddly. The woman wore her hair up in a kind of elaborate and ornate twist that looked almost like a sea shell that curled in toward her neck, and her dress, although beautiful, was of a style that I�d only seen in history books and holo-vids. Long, backless, and flowing... it made her look like an angel in the sunlight. It was very bright as well... yellow and pink - a striking contrast to what her male companion wore.. Mostly browns with a dark cloak. He looked so simple when compared to her - yet his dress was not normal at all. Even his hair was strange. All shaved except for one long, thin braid that started just below his ear and hung to his shoulder. I smiled suddenly to myself...
They must have been actors.
Of course. That made sense. The way they were dressed spoke of a time long past... I guessed that me and my fellow classmates were in for a reenactment of some sorts. I didn�t want to miss whatever it was, and I was sure that I would if I didn�t find my class soon... so I did the only thing I could think off. I approached the two actors to ask them where I was supposed to be for their show...
�Excuse me...� I started as I came up behind them. They still appeared not to notice me - caught up in their own conversation as they were. The woman was talking about when she used to come here as a child for school retreats. I didn�t mean to eavesdrop, but I had to wait for another opportunity to speak up.
�I don�t like sand...� The man said. �It's coarse and rough and irritating, and it gets everywhere. Not like here. Here every thing's soft... and smooth...� As he started to caress the woman�s skin I decided there was a reason I wasn�t being noticed. They were obviously too busy noticing each other. I murmured an apology and stepped away from the handsome young couple. I would have to wait to follow them to their stage... from the corner of my eye I saw the two kiss, and something forced me to look over. A crease spread across my forehead. There was something odd about their kiss. I could tell. These two were not supposed to be together and they knew it... and suddenly, as if to confirm my suspicions, the woman pulled away.
�No.� I heard her say definitively as she looked out at the lake. �I should not have done that.� The man stared at her only for a moment. He looked... sad and a little embarrassed. I felt terrible for him.
�I�m sorry.� He said, and then followed her example at where to keep his eyes. I didn�t understand. They obviously felt something for each other. What could be keeping the two of them apart? The man looked back at the woman. �It�s just...� He took her hands, forcing her to look back at him. �My mind is not my own when I�m near you, senator.�
Senator?
The woman gently pulled her hands out of the man�s grasp and she had an almost exasperated look on her face that told me she did not wish to hear such things... and that he should know better then to say them.
�Ani--�
�Please don�t call me that.� The man said as he straightened up and squinted out at the lake.
�Ani is what I have always called you...� The man - the one who did not like to be called Ani - looked back at the woman he called �senator�. I know I shouldn�t have been listening to their exchange... but something wouldn�t let me turn away.
�Ani was what I was as a child. It�s Anakin now... Milady.� The way he said �milady� almost made it sound like an insult. He raised his chin - perhaps to emphasize his height over hers. Perhaps to say he was certainly no child. The woman paused for a moment before speaking.
�Anakin...� She started uncertainly, but her next words were resolved. �You know you can not say things like that to me. What just happened... that kiss. I am sorry... but it can not happen again.� Anakin hardened his jaw and nodded after a moment.
�Of course, milady.� He said, then walked away from her with a look on his face that spoke of an emotion unfamiliar to me. There was anger, frustration, sadness, love... and something else still. The woman did not follow him, but stayed where she was with her head hung slightly. And then...
The man finally saw me, and stopped. My stomach did a flip... I had been standing there watching the whole thing. I was horrified at what his reaction might be. He creased his forehead and looked around as his hand went to something that looked like a flashlight on his belt. I stepped back.
�Who are you?� He asked urgently. I swallowed.
�I�m... Pernea Folari... I�m sorry, I--�
�Pernea!� Someone called my name from behind. I turned around abruptly to see the face of my best friend, Eali. She came running toward me. I swallowed.
�Eali...� She caught up to me out of breath. �Are you okay?� She rolled her eyes.
�Sometimes I think being friends with you is going to kill me.� She said while trying to slow her breathing down. �I excused myself away from the tour so I could come look for you. Mistress Saro hasn�t noticed you�re missing yet. What have you been doing?�
�I think I�m in trouble.� I whispered before I turned to around to face the angry man who I�d watched get rejected horribly...
But he wasn�t there. Neither was the woman who had been standing at the balustrade. I looked around quickly.
�Where did they go?� Eali looked confused.
�Where did who go?� I looked at her.
�There were two... people. They were here just a second ago. I think the man was going to yell at me...� I looked around some more, then back at Eali. �You didn�t see them?�
�Gods, Pernea... we�ve been here less than an hour and someone already wants to yell at you?� She shook her head and turned around to walk away. I stayed where I was - too confused to command my legs to follow her. They had been there... hadn�t they? Then why hadn't Eali seen them? The man had been right behind me when she had started to call my name. She should have been able to see him as she ran up to me. It was so odd and I did not know what to make of it.

It was apparent from that very first day that there was something strange about that retreat.
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