I snuck onto the ship and crawled through the vents to get to my destination. Because some moron, not gonna name names, decided to be reckless and get himself caught, yet again.

I dropped down in front of his cell and scanned the card, that I had successfully stolen, and the door slid open. "Look at what we have here, I guess I'm here to rescue you again Skywalker," I smirked at him victoriously. He sighed when he saw me and stood up from the metal bench with his wrists held out, most likely for me to remove the force-restraint cuffs, "Pirates? Really?" I scrunched my face at his idiocy. I mean come on, who gets caught by pirates? Oh yeah, morons.

"Just shut up and get these off." He rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"I will," I spoke in a sing-song tone, "After you say that I'm the greatest Jedi." I gave him a smug look and his face scrunched in disgust.

"Fuck no, I would've found my own way out eventually, if you hadn't shown up." He scoffed with his wrists still raised.

I tilted my head as I raised my brows at him, "Oh really now?" I backed up out of the room, so I could scan the card and lock him back inside.

"Damn it (y/n)!" He shouted in anger and I let out an amused chuckle. The sound of his frustration is music to my ears, "Open the door, now." He spoke sternly, obviously trying to intimidate me, but it was far from working.

"Mmm no, I don't think I will," I shrugged, even though he couldn't see it, "Just say that I'm the greatest Jedi." I teased and I heard him groan in irritation, "I hope you know I rigged this ship to explode." I informed him as I checked the timer I had in my pocket. Was it necessary? No, but I had a deep hatred for pirates. The less of them in this galaxy, the better.

"Then we definitely don't have time for this!" He snapped as he banged his hands against the door.

"We do if you talk fast." I tapped my fingers on the metal door.

I heard him sigh in defeat, "You're the greatest Jedi." He let out through gritted teeth.

"Sorry what? I couldn't hear you, speak a little louder." I was just fucking with him at this point. Which has always been my absolute favorite thing to do.

"Oh my god," He spoke in a frustrated tone, I didn't have to see him to know he rolled his eyes heavily, "You're the greatest Jedi!" He practically shouted.

I scanned the card again and the door slid open to reveal his red, angered face. "That wasn't so bad was it?" I smiled as I sliced off his cuffs.

~*~•~*~

"Barely (y/n), we barely made it out." He sighed angrily as he began pressing buttons to prepare my ship for hyperspace.

I rolled my eyes as I sat in the seat next to him, "We had plenty of time, stop bitching." I don't think a single day has gone by where I didn't hear this man whine or complain about something, even since we were kids.

He looked at me with an irritated glare, "It blew up the second we pulled out of the hangar." He's not wrong, but if he gets to be stupid and reckless, then so do I.

I shrugged, "Well, we would have had more time if you would have said it the first time I asked you to."

He leaned his head back as he looked at the ceiling, I could see him visibly trying to calm himself down. That's the power I always held, I got under his skin like no one else. The same goes for him, with me. That's what happens when you've known someone since you were children; you know every button there is to press, you know every corner of their mind, you practically know everything that makes them tick, "It still amazes me that your Master saw you fit enough to promote you to be a Jedi Knight." He huffed as he brought his head down and stared off into the galaxy ahead of us.

I shot him an angered glare, the nerve of this guy, "I should be saying that about you. I'm not the one who gets into trouble, at least once a week, then it's me who has to come and save your ass." I snapped as I burned holes in the side of his face with my intense stare.

He turned his head to meet my eyes,"I never asked you to come." He snapped back at me and I stood up to leave the cockpit. I didn't even want to be around him anymore, he is exhausting to deal with. He's never grateful for anything, I never receive a thank you, and he always has some smart-mouth comment to make. Maybe I should have just left him there, "Where are you going?" He turned around in the chair to follow me with his gaze.

"To a room that you're not in." I growled as I pressed the button for the door to open, so I could walk through and get away from the tension filled air. I laid on a cot and closed my eyes. I took heavy breathes to relax myself, he always gets my blood boiling.

We absolutely hated each other and it makes me sad sometimes, because it wasn't alway this way.

Flashback
"Don't run in the halls!" Master Windu shouted at Anakin and I who were running with our small hands connected to each other.

I was 7 and he was 9. We became friends a few days after he joined the order. Everyone thought he was weird, mostly because of how old he was. No one ever joins the order as late as he did. There was also talk about him being a part of some prophecy. Not that I even understood what that meant. But the other younglings avoided him like a plague, except for me.

I thought he was wonderful, he was different than the rest. He was sweeter and more normal. I didn't feel like a Jedi in training around him, I felt like a normal kid.

He also liked me because I didn't make him feel like a freak.

We ran carefree to the temple gardens where I enjoyed picking the flowers, even though I was told not to by Master Ti, countless times.

We finally went through the doors to the garden when my foot got caught on a rock and I tripped, pulling Anakin down with me.

"Are you okay (y/n)?" He asked as we both sat up and he was eyeing my forehead with concern. It was beginning to sting and tears started to form in my eyes, "No, please don't cry." He stood up to take off his small robe and he pressed it to my head, "I'll fix it, I promise." He dabbed it softly. I didn't even realize that I hit my head when we fell and that I was bleeding. I felt guilty that he was dirtying his robe in order to help me.

"Thanks Anakin." I smiled nervously up at him, his crystal blue eyes looked into mine. They were the prettiest eyes I had ever seen.

"I think it's better now." He pulled his robe away and pressed a gentle kiss on my forehead.
Flashback ends

But then as we got older.

Things changed.

We changed.

We grew apart into two different people who just can't seem to agree on anything anymore. Anytime we got placed on a mission together, it always ended the way it just ended now. One of us storms out of the room, to keep from killing the other.

Did I miss little Anakin? Sometimes I did, he was sweet, gentle, and kind. This Anakin however, was everything but those things. Almost like the Anakin I knew, never existed.

Eventually, through all of our quarrels, we were full on enemies. Everyone in the temple knew it, they've tried so hard to get us to get along.

His Master, who is Master Kenobi, and my Master, who is Master Yoda, put us on missions together to try and resolve the tension. It did not work. There was this one time where it resulted in him receiving a scar on his right eye. I'm still not sorry about it either.

They put our rooms next to each other's in the temple, in hopes that we would bond. Still nothing, in fact, it made it worse. He put a punching bag in his room, right next to our joint wall. So now every time he hits it, it smacks right up against the wall causing me to wake up if I'm sleeping, or it just startles me in general. The amount of things I've broken from jumping at the sound, is astronomical. I know he does it on purpose too. He has plenty of room to put that thing somewhere else.

There are countless other things they've tried, but all attempts to get us to be as close as we were as children, failed miserably.

I sighed again and opened my eyes to stare up at the ceiling. I just can't wait to get home and away from him.

~*~•~*~

"What is the matter with you?" Master Kenobi scolded Anakin, I did my best to hold in a laugh but it was failing, "Don't you laugh," He pointed at me, "You're in trouble too."

I narrowed my eyes at him, "For what? I'm the one who saved his sorry ass." I gestured to the useless life form next to me.

"Once again, never asked you to." He rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Kenobi rubbed his temples, clearly frustrated by our constant bickering, "Anakin, you have the whole 501st battalion at your disposal. Use them, stop trying to run off and do things alone." He snapped, then he turned his attention to me, "Same goes for you, you have the 419th and yet you also ran off to do your little rescue mission alone. Not only that, but you failed to tell anyone you were even leaving. You had Master Yoda worried."

Busted.

I could feel Anakin's gaze on the side of my face, "You weren't assigned to come get me?" He questioned but I ignored him and avoided all eye contact.

"I understand Master Kenobi and it won't happen again. Now If you're done with your lecture, I'd like to retire to my quarters." I was tired and over this day. Finding Anakins location wasn't easy when all I had was a hologram from the pirates to go off of. Nor was sneaking onto that ship, undetected. I had a tough day. I know I should go see Master Yoda, but that can wait till tomorrow.

He sighed but nodded, "Go ahead, but the next time either of you do anything like this again. Master Yoda and I have come up with some pretty creative punishments." He smirked as he folded his arms across his chest and I let out a chuckle, I have no doubt that they have.

I nodded to him respectfully before walking away from him to head to my quarters. I need a shower and to sleep. That bed is all I'm thinking about.

"(y/n)!" I heard the most annoying sound in the galaxy coming from behind me. Instead of turning, I picked up my pace, "Damn it, slow down." He gripped my arm and turned me around.

"What do you want Skywalker?" I asked in an annoyed tone as I yanked my arm from his grip.

He narrowed his eyes at me, "Why did you come get me?"

I shrugged, "I did what any other Jedi here would do, helped a colleague. Now if that's all, I would like to go to my room." I turned around, not giving him much of a chance to say anything else. I just wanted the conversation to end. Nor did I want to tell him the real reason I went.

He followed a few steps behind me though, most likely going to his room as well. Curse them for putting us right next to each other. It made storming off impossible most of the time.

As soon as I reached my door, he reached his, "You know," He began, causing me to stop and look at him, "I wouldn't do the same for you." He smiled sarcastically.

I chuckled at his sorry excuse of an insult, "It wouldn't even be necessary. You see Skywalker, I would never be dumb enough to get myself into that situation." I sarcastically smiled back and slid my door open to enter my room. Leaving him out there with a scowl on his face.

He was trying to get a reaction out of me and he failed.

I took a warm shower and laid in my bed. I sighed happily as my head hit the soft pillow and I engulfed myself in the fluffy black blanket.

I closed my eyes to let sleep take me.

Right on cue, as if he knew that this is exactly what I was trying to do in this moment, I jumped at the annoying sound of his punching bag hitting the wall.

(a/n Please comment and vote your thoughts on this new story! I'm very excited about it, I have so many plans ♥️ ☺️)
•Fun Fact: I named your battalion 419th for a good reason! It's Hayden Christensen's birthday 🥰