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Tipsy
Summary: While being together on a secret Vacation on Naboo, Anakin and Padmé decides to just let go, at least for a moment.
But maybe drinking the whole bottle of Naboo Blossom Wine wasn't a good idea...
[Anakin Skywalker/Padmé Amidala]
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Chapter 1
The Nabooan summer night was hot and humid. On the porch overlooking the beach laid the two lovers, just enjoying each other's company.
They really savoured this all to rare moment. It wasn't often that they could enjoy a moment of peace and quiet like this. Just holding each other was a simple luxury that was denied to them at most times.
The war raging around the galaxy was keeping them both busy with different issues and dilemmas and to be honest, it was tearing at them.
When the senate had gone into recess a few days earlier Padmé immediately decided that her week of vacation was going to be spent on home Naboo, with or without Anakin.
By a lucky chance he returned to Coruscant from his latest mission the day before she was supposed to leave the gigantic Capital planet.
Flashback
She had been packing up her belongings in her suitcase when she got a call from Anakin. At first she thought that it was just another senator giving her a bigger workload then she already had, which happened so often that she wasn't even surprised when it happened anymore.
When she answered the call she was pleasantly surprised when it was Anakin's handsome face that appeared.
"Ani!" She said. A smile appeared on her face, slowly growing by the seconds.
"Padmé," he replied studying her adoringly with his piercing blue eyes. "I missed you, so much," he continued.
Padmé felt herself blushing a little. After nearly two years of marriage he could still make her knees weak.
"Are you alright? No broken bones I hope? Are you coming home? Asked Padmé.
As she spoke, Anakin noticed how she scrunched her nose as she did when she was worried. She looked absolutely adorable. A smile mischievous smile spread on his face at her words. He said, "Oh, don't worry Angel. I'm perfectly fine and healthy. Fit as a fiddle."
He considered telling her the good news immediately or if he should drag it out a bit more.
Padmé sighted in relief at his words. He was fine. He was alright.
She didn't know how she would react if she some day got new of what couldn't happen. The inevitable that happened to millions of people fighting wars. The thought scared her, but what scared her the most was what Anakin would do if something happened to her.
Breaking her negative pattern of thought she focused on her husbands blue holographic form in front of her.
"Good. I'm so glad that you are alright Anakin... Is there... a specific reason why your calling me?" Asked Padmé.
He smirked and said, "I can't call my beautiful wife just to say hi? What a shame."
And crossed his arms and gave her a cheeky smile.
"Well... anyway... So the reason why I'm calling you? I might have some good news that you might want to hear milady."
His brilliant eyes absolutely sparkled with mirth.
"Oh," said Padmé, now very curious, "Tell me more, my handsome Jedi Knight."
He grinned at her words. "Well, if I told you that I am at the Jedi Temple, here on Coruscant at this very moment, what would you say?"
For a moment Padmé lost her breath. She was absolutely speechless. She really hadn't thought that he would be on Coruscant at this very moment. She had been sure that he was out in the outer rim or some other far of place saving people. The facts he actually was on Coruscant made her ecstatic.
She answered, "I would say, get over here instantly! You don't understand how much I have missed you!"
End of Flashback
Padmé recalled the memory with fondness. When he arrived at the big apartment they had run straight to each other. He had took her into his arms and spun her around as he held her tiny figure tightly to him. She had her arms tightly around his neck, twirling the curls at the nape of his neck in her fingers.
They were laughing as he set her down on the floor.
Theirs faces were only inches apart.
They clung to each other with desperation, and they kissed with great passion. They were so close and yet so far away. They needed what had been denied them for many, many weeks. They needed each other.
That rest of that day and night had been spent in their bedroom. The room was filled with the sound of their lovemaking. She was glad that the apartment was soundproof. Otherwise they would probably have had a few complaining neighbours at their necks.
They hadn't left the bedroom until the next morning when the pains of hunger awakened them.
The memories made her cheeks heat up.
While they had eaten breakfast she told him of her plans of going home to Naboo and spend the week there seeing as the senate was in recess for the whole week.
He had immediately given her one of his dashing smiles and said, "I'm coming with you! What could stop me?"
That, and the fact the he to apparently had a few free days made her really happy. Him having a break from the war was a very rare occasion.
Just a few hours ago she had thought that he was somewhere else on the other side of the galaxy. Bu here he was, beside her.
She turned around in his warm embrace and stretched up her head so she could kiss his neck. She inhaled his intoxicating manly scent. It calmed her and made her dizzy with love.
His gaze found hers and he squeezed her tighter to him and then he kissed her on the forehead. He stroked one of her arms with his normal hand.
Padmé loved moments like this. She felt warm and secure in his strong arms. She didn't like to admit it, but their relationship had quite a few flaws. The faults laid with both of them. He could be quite possessive of her, and she was often to stubborn for her own good.
The war was tearing at them and they both felt it. Agonisingly much.
The fact that they had only had been able to spend about a few months together over all during their almost two year long marriage almost made her winch. That's not what a marriage was supposed to be like she thought. There was so much wasted time between them that they should have been able to spend together.
But they couldn't. All because of the damn war. And their marriage... It was a secret that couldn't be revealed. It would ruin both of their careers.
Coming to the conclusion that she didn't want to dwell on the negative thoughts anymore Padmé realized that a glass of wine would be perfect at this moment moment. The sun was starting to set casting the porch in a gorgeous golden light.
She raised her head from Anakin's shoulder and said, "Do you want a glass of wine?" I have a bottle of Naboo Blossom Wine standing in the fridge."
"I would love to," he said.
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Padmé walked into the light kitchen and opened the refrigerator and took out the exotic wine bottle.
She set the bottle down on the kitchen bench and walked to the glass cabinet.
She had to stand on her tiptoes to be able to reach the glasses but she finally managed to reach two. After successfully reaching the glasses she took them in one hand and the bottle in the other hand. She then walked back to the porch.
"I'm back," she said when she returned to the porch. She set the glasses and the bottle down on the glass table.
They then opened the bottle, poured some wine in each glass. They sat beside each other on the sofa, clinked their classes together and said "Cheers," at the same time before tasting the exquisite wine.
A/N: Chapter 2 is hopefully coming soon!