Star Wars cpyrighyt George Lucas
It was another nameless camp on a planet he had already forgotten the on name of, of which this war was comprised, which meant yet another sleepless night for General Kenobi. As he stared into the darkness, he mused on the benefits that his rank entitled him to. His temporary dwelling was a private one, well mostly except for…his eyes strayed to where his padawan lay in blissful dreams. A glimmer of a smile played on his lips as he watched the younger man's rhythmic breathing, so unaware of his Master's turmoil.How often had he accused him of holding him back, of betraying him? These were the brash statements of a hot headed youth. His heart twisted inside of him as he thought of the true betrayal he had allowed to happen, a betrayal not of word or deed, but of thought, half remembered dreams and vague fantasies. It always would begin the same though, one set of lips finding the other's in the shared darkness, and then Master and Student would be joined in a bond strictly forbidden by the Code. If Anakin had discovered this truth it would most certainly demolish the thin bond of friendship so tenuously formed between them.
This was his secret, his sin, that which kept him from seeking the realms of dreams at night. Lust had entered his mind, tormenting him, ripping away all semblance of morality. Yet he could not resist. In the darkness he would lean over that handsome face and whisper the command for him to sleep deeply and not wake. Stretching his frame out next to him he would curl his arms around him and trace forbidden kisses over the face he knew so well. In the dark he would utter the words that could condemn before the eyes of the Order. "Anakin, I love you."