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A/N: Hello everyone! This is my new Story Master And Padawan (as you have probably already noticed). This IS a sequel to my other fic, Sorry, but it stands JUST FINE on it's own! So I hope you enjoy it. For those who HAVE read Sorry…IT'S HERE! IT'S FINALLY HERE! Anyways back on track…I e-mailed you all (if an e-mail was available). Some messages failed so I'm sorry if you didn't get the announcement and trailer. I know that you all might have certain expectations or standards set for this story and I hope that I do not disappoint you. And now…on with the story!

A long long time in a galaxy far far away…

STAR WARS

JEDI LEGEND

EPISODE II: MASTER AND PADAWAN

A Jedi knight and his padawan were beginning to find even ground. Some of the past wounds had healed and their relationship was taking a turn for the better. But not everything is as easy as it seems. Anakin Skywalker is turning 13 and with that date him and his master Obi-Wan Kenobi will be sent on their first off-world mission that will end up testing their bond as master and padawan and as friends…

"Anakin are you trying to kill us?"

"Of course not, Master."

The even lanes of Curoscant air traffic were disrupted by a bright blue speeder that suddenly detached itself from it's lane and plunged into a neck breaking dive until it finally straightened out eleven levels below.

"Do you realize that you broke anywhere from ten to fifteen traffic laws right there?"

"Well I guess that's what happens when you let your twelve-year-old padawan dive" retorted the blonde boy, dressed in Jedi cloths and with a braid hanging from behind his right ear, with a smirk.

"No, Anakin, that's just what happens when I let YOU drive" the boy's Jedi master, Obi-Wan Kenobi, responded dryly.

"We're home" The boys cried out happily at the sight of the temple and steered a hard left, almost taking out two other speeders on his way.

Obi-Wan clutched the safety handle on the door of the speeder as Anakin decided that a barrel roll was in order. 'Brat! He knows I hate it when he does that' Obi-Wan thought, squinting against the cold wind that stung his face.

They came in hot into the temple hanger and Obi-Wan braced himself for a bumpy landing. He was rather surprised when the speeder landed smoothly, skidding only a little on the polished landing pad.

Anakin tried to climb out of the speeder before Obi-Wan could regain his composure but found himself being jerked back into the speeder. "Next time I'M driving" Obi-Wan told him.

Anakin nodded and tried to scramble away again but Obi-Wan had a tight grip on his cloak. "Be ready for meditation tonight, Padawan."

Anakin groaned. "I swear! You enjoy torturing me, Master."

"You shouldn't be talking" Obi-Wan muttered and then said more clearly to his apprentice, "I'm only trying to teach you the Jedi way"

"Sure, Master" Anakin said turning away so that he could roll his eyes without ending up in more trouble.

Master and padawan started their walk to their quarters at a measured pace. Anakin would have run right ahead but remembered his place at his master's left shoulder and was forced to slow his bouncing pace.

Anakin always looked forward to missions, no matter how routine, but this latest assignment had taken all week and it as the worst so far. The pompous senator that they had to deal with had really gotten on Anakin's nerves with his disregard for him. He was sure that the politician was disliked by Obi-Wan as well but whenever Anakin tried to express his feelings to his master Obi-Wan would quiet him with some stuffy Jedi mantra such as "Jedi do not judge, my very young apprentice." This annoyed Anakin and he was often hard pressed to keep his irritation with him master in check. Over the past three years he had had enough time to observe what kind of things got him into trouble and he worked hard to avoid those situations.

His thirteenth birthday was right around the corner. He had already started construction on his very own lightsaber to replace the level five training lightsaber, which, though it functioned like a real 'saber, was plane and a rather cheep construction. This also meant that he would officially choose his form of lightsaber combat. He had considered his options carefully. There as no way he was doing Shi-Cho. Form one was for younglings. Obi-Wan had been trying to edge him toward his own form Soresu. But to Anakin the form seemed too defensive and he shied away from it, much to Obi-Wan disappointment and disparagement. Niman, which tended to employ all of the different styles of combat, didn't impress Anakin. Jar'Kai had had Anakin's attention for a while. One lightsaber was great but two was better. But he wouldn't be starting on that until he was half way though his training, somewhere around sixteen standard or so, and before that he would have to indulge in Niman since Jar'Kai was more of a form VI variant then an individual form. Makashi was too rare and sagely for him, Anakin had decided. So he abandoned that form as well.

That left him with, Juyo, Djem-So and it's variant Shian, which he discarded because of it's defensive nature, and Ataru with it's variant Sokan. For a long time Ataru had occupied his mind largely, especially since he had pried from Obi-Wan that Qui-Gon Jinn had been an Ataru practitioner. But now that was fading before the light of Djem-So and Juyo. Then later maybe he could perfect abilities with Juyo enough to start learning it's variant, Vaapad, which had been designed by Master Windu. But something told the young padawan that Obi-Wan would not let him practice Juyo, though why was a question Anakin found a hard time answering.

When they reached their apartment Obi-Wan opened the door and gave Anakin a small push inside. "Go change and meet me here in three minutes."

Anakin grimaced at the implications of the statement. He was tired and had no desire to stand for an hour in font of the group of gits who composed the council. "Do we have to give our report today, Master?" Anakin asked, trying not to sound too whiny.

"Yes."

There was no getting around Obi-Wan when he started giving you one word answers. So the young padawan turned away and started stalking toward his room. "Kriffing bantha pujoos" Anakin muttered under his breath. He had not intended for Obi-Wan to hear that.

"Anakin Skywalker! You stop right there!"

'O-oh' Anakin thought as he heard the door to the apartment close. A moment later Obi-Wan's hand was on his shoulder and he was being roughly spun around.

"Anakin how many times do I have to tell you NOT to use those kinds of words?"

He wasn't yelling but Anakin huddled in on himself anyways. "Sorry, Master."

"Sorry doesn't cut it anymore, Anakin. And you know why? Because you don't mean it."

Anger started to outdo all other emotions in Anakin. How could Obi-Wan say that? Of course he meant it! He was about to protest when Obi-Wan continued his round of accusations.

"And ether way. Why would you use such words on council members, Anakin? It's disrespectful!"

"It's not like I say it to their face" Anakin muttered in a vague self defense.

"It doesn't matter! Anakin I've told you before and I will tell you again…:"

That's when Anakin stopped listening. He knew this lecture. It was one of Obi-Wan's favorites. Really sometimes Obi-Wan confused him. What was the big deal with him using some of those words? At least when he wasn't around people. Everyone used them back on Tatooine. Well his mother didn't approve but she didn't give him annoying lectures about it. And it's not like the council members were gods or something. They were old and stuffy.

"Padawan, are you listening to me?"

Anakin snapped out of his brooding and looked up at Obi-Wan. "Yes you're talking about respect and how the council members are so powerful and wise."

Obi-Wan sighed in exasperation. It was only too obvious that his padawan hadn't been listening.

"Are you mad at me now?"

"No, Padawan. I'm not mad just disappointed."

Anakin hung his head. That was even worse. He could take Obi-Wan being mad but HATED it when he disappointed his master. The feeling of failure clung to him. "I'm sorry, Master. I promise to try harder and all that" he apologized awkwardly.

"Look, Anakin, I'm tired too and I don't want to make this report ether but it's something we have to do. Ok?"

Anakin nodded.

"Alright then hurry up and change. We're late as it is."

A/N: Please reveiw! I will greately appriciate them! Anf come back next week for the next chapter!