I don't own star wars; it belongs to George Lucas and co. I've never written a Star wars fic before, so this is new for me. Enjoy the heart warming one shots of our favorite Master-Padawan team, fellow Star wars fans!

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#1: Meteor showers

Anakin couldn't sleep. Maybe it was the light humidity that Abbaji was famous for, or maybe it was because his sleep schedule was always discombobulated. Or maybe it was the fact the he and his padawan were currently positioned on a planet that Yam-rii inhabited. He honestly and wholeheartedly could say that he didn't want to be eaten by such creatures... if they did eat humans… which was something he wasn't so sure of.

Whatever the reason was tonight, he just couldn't find comfort in sleeping. Skywalker lay on his blanket with his head cradled by his folded back arms, staring up at the low ceiling of the makeshift tent he and Ahsoka had put together just before nightfall. With a sigh, he sat up and crawled out the flap door, making sure not to disrupt his padawan, who was deeply wrapped in a cocoon of sleep on her own blue blanket.

The humid air felt less oppressive outside the tiny tent, Anakin gratefully noted. The spot they'd decided to camp in was not too far from another rainforest, the trees reaching up hundreds of feet to seemingly hold the night sky on their heavy limbs.

The sky itself deserved a good looking at. The velvet hue of darkness, constantly penetrated by laughing stars, rested silently over the endless land that tumbled and rose out of Skywalkers' view. The Jedi Knight kept his mature face to the heavens, finding comfort in the abstract maze of stars and the vast, unyielding shine of planets that lingered just outside of the system. It made him feel small… a feeling that brought both worry and reassurance.

Abruptly, a quivering star rocketed across the sky, its white form weaving through the starlit maze. Anakin's blue eyes traced the comet's short journey, his attention departing from it only when he could no longer see the glowing end of its tail. Another one dropped from the skies, fading quickly as its energy depleted quite fast. Soon, as if all jumping onto an indivisible bandwagon, more and more stars broke from their motionless positions in an effort to launch themselves as far as possible.

The meteor shower picked up momentum rather swiftly, and before long, tens of hundreds of stars were shooting this way and that to cover the majority of the skyline above Anakin's head. A slight sense of awe filled him, his eyes illuminated with the various comets that stung the atmosphere with their searing white energy. A sudden eagerness jolted his brain, and he turned to reach for his padawan.

The flap door was pushed aside as the Jedi knight softly crept to her side; the Togruta girl's back facing him. Her now crimson shoulders rose and fell like the land whenever she breathed, and any movement made her beaded braid slump even further down her tiny shoulder bone.

"Ahsoka." Anakin whispered, getting nothing but a sleepy muffled groan in response. "Snips, get up." He said a tad louder, daring to lightly touch her shoulder before she stirred.

Ahsoka flipped over in her sleep to face him, and she stretched like a cat; her legs straightening to reach the edge of her blanket and her arm bending back to make her shoulder pop comfortably. Her face then awoke, the maroon colored lips pursing before her petite yawn as her wide, childlike eyes crinkled open.

"What is it, master?" Ahsoka murmured with concern, her comment coming only after her vision had sleepily focused. Anakin now had the full attention of the livid glacier eyes his Padawan possessed, and wasted no time to keep such attention.

"I want you to see something." He rose off the knee he'd been crouching on, leaving swiftly through the tent door, a small star shooting across the minuscule piece of sky she'd seen before the door closed again. Her nature of being either too brave or too curious summoned her up, Ahsoka crawling out the tent with still lethargic legs. With one last tired move that involved rubbing her eye with a yawn, she took in the view, her arms dropping to her sides. Anakin felt himself smile when she gave a delighted gasp. The light sound of grass curling under her boots followed her to his side, the master and padawan humbled under the haze of shooting stars.

"I've… never seen this before… I've only read about it." Ahsoka muttered in a dazed manner, the majority of her mind set on the wonder of nature that had enwrapped her.

"Then it's a good thing I woke you up, huh?" Skywalker sent a grin to his padawan, who rolled her eyes playfully in return. The Togruta, after tilting her face back to the comets, let out a heavy breath in disbelief; she'd never really expected to see a meteor shower in her lifetime… with the war taking her here and there so fast. Her master put his hands on his hips to further tip his chin up to the skies; the movements turning her own chin up to glance up at him.

Anakin's usual determined and serious expression no longer lingered on his handsome face, a light smile playing on his lips. She only seen such a smile when they'd come out victorious in a battle or when she'd mastered something he'd taught her… never when observing. A beam of bright light flashed gingerly in front of her, and her eyes switched back to the heavens, afire with blazing stars.

The stars that could not be released from the skies grip twittered in excitement, or fear, as the moving comets burst past them. The meteors rocketed left and right, dashing furiously through space like panicked fighter ships. But what captivated the Jedi was the fact that no matter how many of the beautifully violent comets criss-crossed past one another, they never smashed. They never crashed into each other. They never dared to break the path of another, unconsciously respecting the journey of each star that had broken from the oppression of stillness.

Ahsoka's eyes refused to be pried from the sight that engulfed her, the blue orbs catching each falling star to reflect in their pupils. Her lekkus brushed over her collar as she twisted her head left and right, bringing her arms up to cross them snugly under her chest. Another awe struck sigh left her, Anakin's smile broadening. His ability to teach her, to take her under his wings, to guide her, surprised and enthralled him constantly. When she learned a new move after constant instruction, or learned to use the force another way under his guidance, his heart soared. At those moments, his pride in her ceased to falter. Yet, when she made a mistake, or when she tripped up to result in a failure, he refused to be disappointed completely. At those moments, his efforts to pull her back up ceased to falter.

However, he decided long ago, when she became restored after a mistake, the most invigorating emotion swelled in his heart. He still couldn't quite place every piece of said emotion yet, but it filled him so entirely that he was left to wonder if this was why Jedi happily took in Padawan.

Now, being able to show her another aspect of life he enjoyed so much, Anakin's heart soared again.

Unfortunately, Ahsoka noticed that the numbers of shooting comets began to decrease, and her smile fell lightly. Her white eyebrow markings crumpled in the tiniest manner, all of her birthmarks still alight from the now slowing meteor shower's glow.

"Disappointed, snips?" Anakin commented on her sudden change in attitude just as the comets faded out of the skyline. Now, the view looked similar to what Skywalker had seen when first exiting their tent. The sky hardened into immobility once more, the stars frozen in their spots to shiver lightly above the two. The sense of awe evaporated, leaving the Master and Padawan in an air of silence and tranquility that almost set off a ring in Anakin's ears. Ahsoka looked up at Skywalker, who in turn, glanced down at her. With the rolling land of Abbaji behind her, the immense sky above her, and the star light bathing her shoulders, she replied with a grin:

"No, Master… Disappointed would be the last word on my list."

~End~