(A/N: This story was written by myself, and Obi-Wan (ObiKenobi on Actually, it was an rp that we were..rping, and it was so good, that I just HAD to copy and paste it into a word document. So, everything we did and said was true, it was all in the rp. All I did was format it into a story. Enjoy!)
Confrontations at a Lake.
Chapter One – Unexpected Meeting
It was a sunny morning. A beautiful morning, to be out in the forest, just sitting here, and listening. Padme Naberrie smiled, and pulled her under-garments off, and pulled her outer dress up to her thighs, and sat down on the edge of the ground, settling her feet in the water, smiling at how good it felt. She had been there a good few minutes, when suddenly a man came out of the trees. He started to undress, and she looked down quickly, figuring out that he meant to go for a swim. She sat there as still as possible, and wished she couldn't be seen.
Obi-Wan Kenobi fit his shirt back on, after he had realized that there was a girl/woman sitting on the bank to his right. He smiles and walks over to her, stopping about 10 steps away.
"Morning." He answered simply, at ease, as if there always was a girl watching him every morning while he was getting undressed. Padme looked up, and suddenly wished that her dress wasn't so high up, nor that her inner coats that she had worn were lying out in the open. She couldn't help but blush and she stood up straight, making sure to cover her legs.
"Morning…" She mentally kicked herself as she noticed that she had subconsciously been playing with a piece of her dress, and she looked at the ground and then back up. Obi-Wan smiled again and watched her.
"What are you doing out here all by yourself this early?"
Padme tilted her head and looked at him.
"I could ask the same of you."
Obi-Wan nodded, the smile still on his face.
"Yes you could. I'm just taking a swim, that's all. What about you?"
Padme shrugged. "I'm just sittin' here, I do this every morning. Just sit and listen." She paused. "How come I've never seen you before?"
"I come here almost every morning too. How can we not have met each other, if we're using such a small lake at the same time?"
"Maybe we go at different times?" Padme suggested.
Obi-Wan looked unconvinced.
"Hmm, probably. I never really get up at the same time every day, so I probably always just missed you."
Padme smiled, wishing she knew what to say, instead of standing here, feeling like an idiot…
Obi-Wan watched her, amused.
"Well…mind if I join you?"
Padme smiled. "No, not at all." She sat down again, and found herself in a comfortable silence with this man, as soon as he had sat down, putting his own feet in the water, even though she had no idea who he was.
"So..what's your name?" She asked, looking at him.
"Well, you're probably going to run away from me, but I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi." He watched her, looking at her cautiously. Padme frowned.
"Why would I run away from you…? Nice to meet you, by the way, Obi-Wan Kenobi. I'm Padme Naberrie." She smiled sweetly.
She sat there and noticed that he had breathed a sigh of relief.
"Nice to meet you too."
She watched him closely, giving him that piercing stare she has.
"Now, tell me, why would I run away from you."
"Ohh, most people just don't like me, that's all." Obi-Wan answered, meeting her gaze easily, and noticed that she wasn't satisfied.
"I don't believe that." Padme answered bluntly.
"And why not?" He asked, staring at her expectantly.
Padme raised her eyebrow in question.
"Why would I."
"Because…it's true. Most people just had a disliking for me." He retorted.
Padme sighed.
"The almost first thing you said to me was that I would run away from you, a telltale sign that you have something to hide?" Padme paused. "Ahh, but you see, the question is, WHY would they dislike you." She continued. "From what I can see, you look like a perfectly normal person!"
"Prying, are we?"
"No, just stating a fact." Padme smiled, and looked off to the lake.
"Well, let's just say I have an…interesting occupation."
Padme scoffed. "Try me."
He looked over at her and spoke.
"Well, I steal, I raid king's palaces, and every once in awhile, I'll kill someone for money." He stared at her reflection, waiting to see her response. He wasn't lying when he thought that he got the surprise of his life, as he saw her burst out into laughter. Obi-Wan raised his eyebrow at her, as he had gained the exact opposite reaction he had waited for. Padme unsuccessfully tried to cover her laughs, and giggled.
"I'm sorry." She said, laughing still.
Obi-Wan blinked.
"What, you think I'm lying?" He asked, incredulously.
Padme giggled again.
"Is that what you really do? For a living?"
'Yesss, what's wrong with that?"
Padme smiled, giggling for the last time. She looked over at him, mirth in her eyes, and looked away.
"Nothing, absolutely nothing." The smile was still on her face.
Obi-Wan sighed and rolled his eyes, thinking, Women…
"I still don't understand the humor in this." He said, truthfully.
"And I doubt you ever will." She said, slowly standing up, brushing her dress off. "Well, I fear, it is best that I be getting home soon, I don't know when Mother will need me to help her in something again…" Padme's face scrunched in distaste at that thought, but then smoothed out as she looked at Obi-Wan again, holding out her hand. "Lovely to meet you, Kenobi. Hope you have success in your raidings…" She couldn't help but giggle ONE last time.
"Well, if you're going to laugh at me…" And takes her hand, but instead of shaking it, he jerked her down and threw her into the clear water of the lake. Padme came up from the water, sputtering and trying desperately to remove hair from her face. Anger coursed through her veins. "YOU! You…" Padme struggled to swim toward shore, but her stupid dress was pulling her down. "Damn you! This is not funny! Oh, Mother's going to be so worried when she sees me! I can't just tell her that I met a guy and laughed at him, and then he threw me in the lake!" Padme by now was fuming and muttering to herself, trying to get herself out of the water. As she continued struggling towards shore, she saw that Obi-Wan was stupidly laughing and rolling around on the ground, holding his sides.
"Oohhh…now THAT is funny! At least I have something to laugh at." He managed to say, laughing afterward.
Padme frowned darkly, and stepped on shore, and she was tempted to kick him, but instead she picked up her shoe and threw it at him.
"You! I can't believe you! WELL! I'm just going to leave…" Padme turned around in circles, looking. "Once…" She continued looking around, turnig in another circle. "I…." Another circle, "Find…my…under..things.." By the time she had finished that sentence; she was blushing furiously, still looking around, and not noticing that her dress was sticking to her body. By this time, Obi-Wan had still been laughing, and had barely even felt her shoe hit him. He struggled to speak.
"That's…that's the thing…" He managed to point out to the lake. "Look, they're floating!"
Sure enough, when Padme twisted around to look in the lake, she saw her underthings floating on top of the water drifting off toward the middle of the lake. All she could do was stand there, in shock, her mouth hanging open, as she watched her under-things floating. She choked slightly and croaked out
"Noooo.."
Much to her relief, Obi-Wan had finally stopped laughing and was watching her.
"Ohh, don't be embarrassed. I've seen women in MUCH worse situations then you." He laughed a bit, but then stopped and looked towards the lake. "You want me to go get them?"
Padme quickly came to her defense. "NO! I don't NEED your help!" She yelled, as she picked up the ends of her dress and started walking back into the lake. "And YES, I wouldn't be surprised if you saw women in much worse situations…" She wades into the lake, muttering to herself, longing to take off her dress to swim faster, but keeps it on, towards her under-things, cursing that man in every language she knew. She became horrified as she heard him laugh and shout to her from the bank,
"Well, look on the bright side, at least you're not naked!" and he once again burst into laughter. She huffed and ignored him, and grabbing her under-things, swam back to the shore. She stepped onto shore, once again not caring to notice that her dress was sticking to her body. Padme glared at him, and took back her shoe quickly, before turning around and walking away, glad to be getting away. Obi-Wan watched her, and smirked, whistling softly to her.
"Nice ass." He commented, laughing again.
Padme immediately stopped, bristling, and she screamed in frustration, trudged all the way back to him, and gave him a good slap on the face.
"You are such…You are so arrogant! You aren't worthy of being called a man! You're just…I don't know what you are, but you infuriate me to no end!!" She screamed at him. Padme glared at him once again. "Now, if you'll excuse me…" She picked up her under-things with dignity and walked away. "I REALLY must be getting HOME." She stressed that last word, saying all that over her shoulder. Obi-Wan still couldn't help but smile, even though she had slapped him.
"Well, sweetheart, I'm supposed to infuriate you, it's my job." He waved his hand. "Now, go run your perfect little body home and cry about some mean man pushing you into a lake." He smiled at her again.
Padme yelled over her shoulder, "I don't CRY!" and she turned around quickly; walking a few feet away from him, turns back to him again. "And DON'T call me sweetheart!"
"Sorry, beautiful. I just couldn't help it, since you're all wet, showing off your curves. I'm sure you DO cry, too!" He finished adamantly.
"I don't cry over men like YOU!" She yelled back, still walking away.
"But you admit you do cry over men?" He yelled at her, watching her.
"NO! I don't cry over ANY MAN!." She yelled, quite a few yards away from him by now. Obi-Wan snorted,
"Guess YOUR never getting married, not that I could think of a man stupid enough to." He smiled because he knew he had gotten to her there.
"What if I said I didn't even want to get married." Padme had by now stopped, turned around to face him, hands on her hips, her under-things on the ground again.
"Why wouldn't you? You obviously need someone to protect you. And with those kinds of curves, you'll have every man runnin' after you." He finished, watching her expressions.
"I don't need protecting." She answered smartly, "I've taken care of myself thus far, and about my curves, so what, all I have to do is turn those men down!"
Obi-Wan smirked and made himself comfortable.
"They won't take no for an answer, dearest." He stressed that last word. "You're going end up marrying sometime, and you'll probably have turned down all the good ones by then. "
Padme watched him carefully, and asked,
"Why would you care who I married?"
"Cauussee…" Obi-Wan drew that word out long and slow, "He's gonna hate you, but love your ass." He finished, smirking.
Padme screamed in frustration, and this time, she actually picked up a rock and threw it at him. "You're so INFURIATING!!" Breathing hard, she glared at him.
Obi-Wan moved slightly to doge the rock. He raised an eyebrow, a smile on his face.
"Jeez, you have a princess's temper, as well as her looks!"
Padme felt like throwing something else at him, but strongly strongly resisted, and she picked up her under-things angrily, and walked away, seething.
Obi-Wan laughed. "See you tomorrow, beautiful princess!" He continued laughing.
Padme just kept on walking "I don't think soooo!!" She answered, in a hard sing-song voice, over her shoulder, lacing her voice with anger, telling him that she was serious.
"What? Had enough already? I was just getting started! Now tell mommy all about it!"
"I don't have a mommy, you jackass! Now, just shut up and stop doing this to me!" By the time she had finished, she was turned around, glaring at him again.
"Awwww, no mummy to baby you? Well, I got newsfor you, sister, I ain't got no mother either!"
"Good for you, I really don't care!" She had turned around and started walking again, wishing that he would just shut up!
But no, he continued. "And you do too have a mother; you said she'd be worried if you didn't get home soon!"
"I DO NOT! HAVE A MOTHER!" She yelled back, still walking away.
"DO TOO! You know you do! You just don't want to get caught lying!"
"I could care less if I'm caught lying!"
"Well, I caught you, red handed." He responded, immediately after her sentence.
"I don't care! I'm telling you, I DON'T have a mother!!!! I don't have any family, so just shut it!"
"Wow, we ACTUALLY have something in common!"
"Good for you!" She yelled back, getting sick of this. He was such a jerk!
"I think you like talking to me, because I can barely see you, and you're still yelling!" He smiled at that thought.
"I DO NOT!" She yelled, defending herself. "I'm LEAVING now. So, BYE!" She huffed and continued to walk.
"Bye, love!"
Padme turned and sighed, and barely managedto yell over at him before going home. DON'T CALL ME LOVE!"
Padme growled, walking out of the forest, as she heard his laughter echo through the forest, and in her ears.