So, I was just think about how I should focus on class, but then I thought, What if I mixed two of my favorite fandoms?

Dazai stretched his arms, his fingers reaching for the high ceiling of the Jedi temple. He yawned loudly, much to the annoyance of a handful of other Jedi. It was a gorgeous morning. The sunlight struggled through the enormous windows. Dazai thought about what he'd want to do for that day. He could jump in the river, and try to become one with the Force again. He could irritate Kunikida because he felt that he hadn't annoyed him enough while they were working together. There were a few more pressing matters he was supposed to attend to, but who really had time for that?

"Dazai!"

Right on time. He thought, looking out the window again. A hand grabbed him from behind and turned him around. "Good morning, Kunikida!" He said happily. "Lovely day, don't you think?"

"Idiot!" Kunikida said angrily, dragging Dazai with him, out of the open. "What happened on your last mission?!"

The Jedi looked up as though he had to struggle to recall his last mission. "Ummm… Well, the ship crash landed when we got there. We took out all the droids, found the weapons they were planning on selling to the separatists, I took in a padawan, and there were nine casualties. That's about it."

Kunikida's eye twitched. "Go back."

"We took out all the droids, found the weapons-"

"The padawan! What do you mean you took in an apprentice?!"

Dazai shrugged, but kept that annoyingly bright smile on his face. "Well, it's not totally official yet. I mean, I kind of just dropped him off at the detention block, and let him rest there for three days. And the council doesn't know about him yet, he doesn't know why I brought him back with me, and I may have forgotten to explain that he's Force sensitive." He paused as though to think about it. "I had to put him under pretty quickly, so he's probably kind of disoriented."

Kunikida looked like he wanted to kill Dazai. "You left him here three days ago?! When exactly were you planning on presenting him to the council?… Or planning on retrieving him from the detention block?"

"Huh…" Dazai muttered, looking troubled before smiling brightly again. "That was the thing I thought I had to do today, but forgot about!" He slapped Kunikida on the shoulder overenthusiastically. "Thanks for reminding me! I could have just kept on forgetting about the kid, and then he'd be in there a lot longer than three days." He pulled his hands behind his back casually. "I was considering taking a dive off the temple roof today, but I guess that'll have to wait."

***
Atsushi sat against the back wall of the cell, half heartedly trying to eat what he'd been given. Despite his constant hunger, he felt like he couldn't eat. His stomach was in knots. He remembered some of what had happened to get him locked up., not much though.

Something had happened, something big. He remembered only a little bit after that. His body had felt cold as though ice water had replaced his blood. Then, there was just this rush of exhaustion. He'd felt himself fall, his head hit someone's shoulder.

"Sir," someone said. "He's wanted for the destruction of government property. They want us to leave him with the authorities."

"That sounds like a huge waste of potential. Why would I want that?" The Jedi replied. Atsushi felt himself being lifted off his feet. "I'm taking him with me."

That was all he could remember before he woke up in a cell. All things considered, it was a completely livable place. They'd given him food, good food, more than enough food. He had enough space to pace, and it wasn't as though it was dark. He had enough light, he had a bed, he had all the things he needed. However, he couldn't ignore the fear he felt when he saw the glow of the ray shield that kept him in the cell.

What was going to happen? He had nothing and no one. They couldn't hold him for ransom if that was their plan. Atsushi curled up a little tighter. How long had it been?

The ray shield wall deactivated, and a figure in a Jedi robe strode in. "Ah, Atsushi! Good to see you again! Sorry I didn't come to get you earlier. I kind of forgot about you."

Atsushi jumped. Adrenaline pumping in his veins. The ray shield wall reactivated, his chance for escape vanished. He looked up at the Jedi who'd entered. "You're the Jedi from earlier," he managed.

"Glad to see you remember me," the Jedi said, that carefree smile still on his face. "I understand that using the Force in such a way can leave you with empty spaces in your memory."

"Wha-"

Dazai got closer to him, and Atsushi shrank back as though the Jedi was going to hit him. "Exactly how much do you remember?"

Atsushi swallowed hard. "Umm… You were in a river, I pulled you out, you bought me food, and then… Then…" He had a terrified, but empty look on his face. His skin seemed to go a few shades paler. "I don't know… I can't remember."

Dazai released a patient sigh, and seated himself on the edge of Atsushi's bed. He patted the space next to him. "Sit down," he ordered gently. "This may be a lot for you to take in."

The boy hesitated, but slowly shuffled over to sit down beside Dazai. "To start, what do you know about the Force?"

The youngling shrugged. "It's a Jedi power."

"Close, but not quite. It's an energy field, made up of all the living things. It's in all of us, not just limited to Jedi." He offered a slight smile. "You see where I'm going with this, right?" Atsushi shook his head, but looked fascinated by Dazai's explanation. "Okay, I'll just say it. You have a great sensitivity to the Force."

Atsushi blinked, backing away from Dazai. "Huh?"

"When you nearly got shot, you tapped into the Force." He smirked at the shocked look on the boy's face. "Yep, you're like me. Like a lot of us here." He put a hand on Atsushi's shoulder blade, ignoring his nervous wince.

"That's impossible," Atsushi said shakily. "They said I was nothing." Dazai began to say something to calm him down, but the youngling kept talking. "I can't move things without touching them. I can't get into people's heads. I can't do anything like that!"

Dazai shook his head and tightened his grip on Atsushi's shoulder. "You'll be able to do all that after some training."

The youngling looked up suddenly. "Training? What are you talking about?"

The Jedi turned away from him for a minute, seeming like he was talking more to himself than to the youngling. "You really should have been brought here when you were around three or four years old. Then you would have been trained for a while before a full fledged Jedi decided to take you as a padawan." He paused, looking at a spot on the wall, feeling the child's eyes on him. "You'll have a lot of catching up to do. I mean, you're still a youngling who has no control over his abilities."

Atsushi jumped off the bed and retreated to the other side of the cell. "What are you implying?" His eyes were wide, and he seemed panicked to say the least. Dazai smiled pleasantly at him. "I can't be a Jedi." His voice weakened. "There's no way," he muttered. "I'm worthless. My own parents didn't want me." He played with the hem of his shirt nervously.

"A Jedi is supposed to be selfless, Atsushi," the Jedi said calmly. "You were starving and yet you jumped in a river for the sole purpose of rescuing me."

"That doesn't mean I'm in any way cut out to be a Jedi," Atsushi quipped. "That was- I didn't even know what I was doing then. I was out of my mind from the hunger."

"You trusted the Force."

"I don't even actually know what the Force is!"

"That's okay," Dazai said, waving a hand dismissively. "I don't think anyone actually completely understands it."

The youngling too a deep breath in. "People rely on Jedi. I-I couldn't do that."

This had gone on for long enough. Dazai rose from where he was perched and crossed the room to Atsushi. He grasped the boy's shoulders firmly. "Calm down. No one's forcing you into this." He sighed. "Here's the problem though, the dark side is feeding off your fear. It's dangerous. You don't know how to control it. It gets closer to swallowing you up every time you use it, even if it's not intentional."

"I don't understa-"

"We know that you've used the dark side at least once before. It's probably all very hazy to you, but that doesn't make it any less real." Atsushi's eyes bore into him. "The more that happens, the bigger the target on your back is. And the Force issue aside, you don't really have anywhere to go, assuming what you told me after pulling me out of the river was true."

The youngling's knees were knocking together. Dazai took a minute to guide him back to the bed so he could collapse on it.

"The choice is yours, of course," Dazai reminded. He looked completely serious now. "I can train you into a great Jedi." His eyes darkened. "They told you that you'd never belong anywhere, didn't they?" Atsushi flinched and seemed to curl in on himself at the mention. "I can sense it. The Jedi order is your place." He looked at Atsushi's hesitant eyes for a minute. "So, what do you choose?"

That was the first chapter! I'm really hoping to make an epic story out of this. I plan on going into the "Agency's" position more in the next chapter.

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