Something New
Rating: NC-17. Just to be on the safe side if it gets a little violent later.
Non-Slash.
Characters: Obi-wan Kenobi, Qui-gon Jinn.
Qui-gon POV
Obi-wan is 13.
Summary: I read two fics which inspired me to write this one. Prior reading is
not needed but if you want you can read Shanobi's From this moment and Ginger Ninja's
One Apprentice, One Pathway #1 Brewing to get the idea. All credit goes to them.
In general Qui-gon has taken Obi-wan to be his Padawan yet treats him badly and now
after he's come to his senses must repair the damage.
Please go easy on me as this is my first Star Wars fic ever and I haven't read any of
the Jedi Apprentice books (yet).
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, they belong to a Master Lucas. No harm
is intended no money is made.
Something New Part One:
"Obi-wan?" Silence. "Obi-wan?"
"Yes Master?"
That timid, shy voice that sends splinters through my soul. He's still wary, unsure
despite out first morning together. He still believes it's going to end, that I'll
grow tired of him, or worse, I'm only acting kindly towards him due to Yoda's threat
of banishment. I truly wish now that I hadn't shared that conversation with him.
Watch him sidle into the common room, sticking to the walls, far away from me. Eyes
down cast, respectful.
"Obi-wan please, come forward."
His eyes flicker up and he steps away from the wall, slowly towards me. So timid.
Sigh frustrated at myself. His eyes flicker up again, once again at the brief moment
when the frustration floods my face. He flinches.
"Obi-wan no." soft. "I'm not angry at you. I'm angry at myself that you still fear me."
He flushes. Doesn't bother to dissuade me from the truth.
"Come...come closer." Coaxing, beckon to him.
He shuffles forward noiselessly. Kneed and he baulks, reach out and he flinches.
Try to reach him through the bond but it's fortified against me. Slide closer and it yields.
'Don't move he'll be disappointed. Don't disappoint him. Don't disappoint him.'
Chanted.
"Obi no. You don't disappoint me."
Instantly a shield thrown up before him.
Thrown up to keep me out. Can only marvel for a moment how well constructed it is.
"Obi-wan." Soft, gentle.
"Y...yes Master?"
Watch him shake, fighting hard not to break and run. Sigh, it pains me to see him so
afraid of me.
"I respect that you no longer trust me. I understand I have to earn your trust back.
Obi-wan I will never, ever strike you again. I would like you to believe that."
"Yes Master."
"Do you believe it?" quiet.
Sudden rush of fear and panic as his shield buckles again, yields to my gentle probe.
Try to send him love and compassion but it barely makes it to him before the shield
is up again.
'Yes, no, yes, no, yes, no, yes, no...' could hear it taunting him.
Sigh. He's just a boy, I must give him whatever time he needs.
"It's alright. Take time to think on it."
Soft, try to catch his eyes but they slide away.
"Do you have classes today?"
Know already that he does but I need to keep this conversation going however one sided
it may be.
"Master Yoda said I need not attend classes today." So gingerly spoken.
Nod.
"Then your time is your own. Is there anything you wish to do?"
Long pause then very quietly.
"The Temple Master, may I go?"
"Of course." Frown though.
Why the Temple if he has free time?
He nods and steps carefully around me, giving me a wide berth.
I notice he stays out of arms reach as he walks to the door. Listen to him leave
quietly but as soon as the door closes he flees, running as fast as his legs will
carry him.
Sink onto the floor sadly, disappointed in myself. That I can not get through to him,
let him see how much he means to me. How much I love him now.
Rating: NC-17. Just to be on the safe side if it gets a little violent later.
Non-Slash.
Characters: Obi-wan Kenobi, Qui-gon Jinn.
Qui-gon POV
Obi-wan is 13.
Summary: I read two fics which inspired me to write this one. Prior reading is
not needed but if you want you can read Shanobi's From this moment and Ginger Ninja's
One Apprentice, One Pathway #1 Brewing to get the idea. All credit goes to them.
In general Qui-gon has taken Obi-wan to be his Padawan yet treats him badly and now
after he's come to his senses must repair the damage.
Please go easy on me as this is my first Star Wars fic ever and I haven't read any of
the Jedi Apprentice books (yet).
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, they belong to a Master Lucas. No harm
is intended no money is made.
Something New Part One:
"Obi-wan?" Silence. "Obi-wan?"
"Yes Master?"
That timid, shy voice that sends splinters through my soul. He's still wary, unsure
despite out first morning together. He still believes it's going to end, that I'll
grow tired of him, or worse, I'm only acting kindly towards him due to Yoda's threat
of banishment. I truly wish now that I hadn't shared that conversation with him.
Watch him sidle into the common room, sticking to the walls, far away from me. Eyes
down cast, respectful.
"Obi-wan please, come forward."
His eyes flicker up and he steps away from the wall, slowly towards me. So timid.
Sigh frustrated at myself. His eyes flicker up again, once again at the brief moment
when the frustration floods my face. He flinches.
"Obi-wan no." soft. "I'm not angry at you. I'm angry at myself that you still fear me."
He flushes. Doesn't bother to dissuade me from the truth.
"Come...come closer." Coaxing, beckon to him.
He shuffles forward noiselessly. Kneed and he baulks, reach out and he flinches.
Try to reach him through the bond but it's fortified against me. Slide closer and it yields.
'Don't move he'll be disappointed. Don't disappoint him. Don't disappoint him.'
Chanted.
"Obi no. You don't disappoint me."
Instantly a shield thrown up before him.
Thrown up to keep me out. Can only marvel for a moment how well constructed it is.
"Obi-wan." Soft, gentle.
"Y...yes Master?"
Watch him shake, fighting hard not to break and run. Sigh, it pains me to see him so
afraid of me.
"I respect that you no longer trust me. I understand I have to earn your trust back.
Obi-wan I will never, ever strike you again. I would like you to believe that."
"Yes Master."
"Do you believe it?" quiet.
Sudden rush of fear and panic as his shield buckles again, yields to my gentle probe.
Try to send him love and compassion but it barely makes it to him before the shield
is up again.
'Yes, no, yes, no, yes, no, yes, no...' could hear it taunting him.
Sigh. He's just a boy, I must give him whatever time he needs.
"It's alright. Take time to think on it."
Soft, try to catch his eyes but they slide away.
"Do you have classes today?"
Know already that he does but I need to keep this conversation going however one sided
it may be.
"Master Yoda said I need not attend classes today." So gingerly spoken.
Nod.
"Then your time is your own. Is there anything you wish to do?"
Long pause then very quietly.
"The Temple Master, may I go?"
"Of course." Frown though.
Why the Temple if he has free time?
He nods and steps carefully around me, giving me a wide berth.
I notice he stays out of arms reach as he walks to the door. Listen to him leave
quietly but as soon as the door closes he flees, running as fast as his legs will
carry him.
Sink onto the floor sadly, disappointed in myself. That I can not get through to him,
let him see how much he means to me. How much I love him now.