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» The First Kiss

The young couple walked up a long flight of wooden stairs, past flower beds and hanging vines. They came onto a terrace overlooking a beautiful garden, and beyond that, the shimmering lake and the mountains rising behind it, all blue and purple.

Padme leaned her crossed forearms on the balustrade and stared out at the wondrous view.

"You can see the mountains in the water," Anakin remarked, shaking his head and grinning. The water was still, the light just right, so that the mountains in the lake seemed almost perfect replicas.

"Of course," she agreed without moving. He gazed at her until she turned to look back at him.

"It seems an obvious thing to you," he said, "but where I grew up, there weren't any lakes. Whenever I see this much water, every detail of it..." He ended by shaking his head, obviously overwhelmed.

"Amazes you?" "And please me," he said with a warm smile.

Padme turned back to the lake. "I guess it's hard to hold on to appreciation for some things," she admitted. "But after all these years, I still see the beauty of the mountains reflected in the water. I could stare at them all day, every day."

Anakin stepped up to the balustrade beside her, leaning in very close. He closed his eyes and inhaled the sweet scent of Padme, felt the warmth of her skin.

"When I was in Level Three, we used to come here for school retreat," she said. She pointed out across the way, to another island. "See that island? We used to swim there every day. I love the water."

"I do too. I guess it comes from growing up on a desert planet." He was staring at her again, his eyes soaking in her beauty. He could tell that Padme sensed his stare, but she pointedly continued to look out over the water.

"We used to lie on the sand and let the sun dry us...and try to guess the names of the birds singing."

"I don't like sane. It's coarse and rough and irritating. And it gets everywhere."

Padme turned to look back at him. "Not here," Anakin went on. "It's like that on Tatooine - everything's like that on Tatooine. But here, everything's soft and smooth." As he finished, hardly even aware of the motion, he reached out and stroked Padme's arm.

He nearly pulled back when he realized what he was doing, but since Padme didn't object, he let himself stay close to her. She seemed a bit tentative, a bit scared, but she wasn't pulling away.

"There was a very old man who lived on the island," she said. Her brown eyes seemed to be looking far away, across the years. "He used to make glass out of stand - and vases and necklaces out of the glass. They were magical."

Anakin moved a bit closer, staring at her instensely until she turned to face him. "Everything here is magical," he said.

"You could look into the glass and see the water. The way it ripples and moves. It looked so real, but it wasn't."

"Sometimes when you believe something to be real, it becomes real." It seemd to Anakin as if she wanted to look away. But she didn't. Instead she was falling deeper in to his eyes, and he into hers.

"I used to think if you looked too deeply into the glass, you would lose yourself," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

"I think it's true..." He moved forward as he spoke, brushing his lips against hers, and for a moment, she didn't resist, closing her eyes, losing herself. Anakin pressed in closer, a real and deep kiss, sliding his lips across hers slowly. He could lose himself here, could kiss her for hours, forever...

But then Padme pulled back, suddenly, as if walking from a dream. "No, I shouldn't have done that."

"I'm sorry," Anakin said. "When I'm around you, my mind is no longer my own." He stared at her hard again, beginning that descent into the glass, losing himself in her beauty.

But the moment had passed, and Padme gathered her arms in close and leaned again on the balustrade, looking out over the water.