Disclaimer: Same as previous chapter...
A/N: By Sun...
They had been fooling around with Master Yoda's gadgets when, once again, they heard voices and footsteps coming to the entrance. The doors opened, and seats were taken. Using the Force, they sensed that there were three beings in the room.
"Master Jinn, Master Kenobi, seeking a Padawan, you are?" Yoda inquired.
"It is a possibility, but I do not want to rush. An apprentice will come to me when the time is right," a deep voice said. Aranrhod liked the voice. It was calm and confident, but welcoming at the same time.
"I am still trying to get used to the robes of a Knight, I am not sure I am ready to take a Padawan when I have just passed the trial," a younger voice said with a charming accent.
Sun leaned on the door of the closet. A strange feeling embraced her, making her heart beat faster.
"Closer then you think, are young apprentices waiting to be taken, or found, or caught for eavesdropping," Yoda said sleepily.
The girls gasped, and the door to the closet they were leaning on opened as Yoda move his small hand. Falling face down, the Padawans got up slowly to take their punishment.
/This is your fault,/ Aranrhod snapped through the Force.
/You wanted to come!/ Sun protested.
"May I present Sun Sasaki and Aranrhod Myrishi of the Horse Clan," Yoda said quietly.
As the disheveled girls bowed awkwardly, Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon tried to hide what seemed like a laugh with a cough. Aranrhod made eye contact with Qui-Gon. She liked his long hair. His face was wise and his smile that he was trying so hard to hide still showed through his eyes. She couldn't help but to grin back.
"Funny, to you, this is?" Yoda asked.
"No, Master. My apologies. I had no intention of disrespecting you, I—" she was cut off.
"You will not repeat this incident," Yoda said. He knew it was not her fault. Her willingness to please and do well was one of her virtues. Sun, on the other hand, was the rebel. She had a strong spirit, an unbreakable will. She fought for what she believed was right. Fortunately, she fought with the Light Side.
'An asset, they both are to the Order,' Yoda thought.
Sun looked at the younger knight. He looked back at her. It was a stare-down. She saw into him and he saw into her.
'I have never seen such eyes,' Sun thought. Hers seemed hard and determined compared to his. His were calm and light, but he held a steady gaze. They were challenging each other.
"Young Sasaki, a dark gift you have for influencing others to join your mischief. Young Myrishi, a darker gift you have for encouraging ones with dark gifts to go further with their plans. I sense there are pots to be scrubbed," Yoda said.
The girls bowed and left quickly.
"Ahhh, I remember those closet-hiding days," they heard Obi-Wan say as the door closed.
Later, as they scrubbed, Aranrhod said, "I want to be Qui-Gon Jinn's Padawan."
"I want to be Obi-Wan Kenobi's," Sun admitted.
"Maybe Master Anakin can help us, ya know, put in a good word for us," suggested Aranrhod.
"Oh, yeah, we can say something like: Master Skywalker, we were sneaking around Yoda's room, got caught and punished in front of your friends, Kenobi and Jinn, but could you put in a good word for us," Sun said in her sarcastic personality.
"It is a shame, he won't be mad for us sneaking in, but getting caught would disgust him," Aranrhod said, shaking her head.
When finished washing, the Padawans left in separate directions.
Sun was starving, and went to the dining hall. She grabbed some food, and went to a small, two-person table. Assuming no one would bother her, she began to eat and read a book.
"Anyone sitting here?" a familiar voice asked.
Looking up, she saw Obi-Wan. He still had his ponytail from when he was Padawan, and no facial hair like Master Jinn.
"No, Master Kenobi, it's yours," Sun said suspiciously. Why would he want to talk to a punished, spirited girl?
Obi-Wan took a seat. Sun fingered a strand of long, dark hair. She had absolutely refused to have it cut like the code suggested.
"Why is your hair so long?" he asked.
"I prefer to keep my hair long, it's prettier that way," Sun replied. "Why do you keep your short, Master?" She eyed him. He had short, coppery hair, with a small ponytail in the back that signified a learner. She decided she liked it.
"It's prettier that way," he answered jokingly.
"What is your name, again?" Obi-Wan asked.
"Sasaki, ah, Sun Sasaki," Sun said.
"I am pleased to meet you, Sun," Obi-Wan said, offering hid hand. Sun took it and grasped it firmly.
'Hmmm, she is a tough one,' Obi-Wan thought, rubbing his semi-crushed hand under the table. He looked at her book.
"Ahh, a reader. What is this one about? I have not come across it."
"A girl who wants to become a knight, but she cannot because she is a girl," Sun said, looking at it, sadly.
"What does she do?"
"She disguises herself as a boy and becomes a knight anyway," she said.
"Would you do that?"
"Of course! Would not you?" Sun replied forcefully.
"I am not a girl," Obi-Wan answered.
"This is true," Sun laughed.
The two spoke for hours at the dining hall, sharing stories, telling jokes.
"How old are you?" Obi-Wan inquired.
Sun fell silent. She knew if she did not find a master within the next few weeks, she would be sent to the farms.
"I will be thirteen in two weeks," she said hopefully.
"Oh," he replied. He remembered being in this sticky situation. Qui-Gon had almost not taken him as a Padawan, but finally changed his mind. He couldn't take her. She was, well, a GIRL! He knew nothing about girls, and yet, there was something about this one.
"Can I see you tomorrow, I have to go," Obi-Wan said quickly.
Sun looked surprised, if not hurt. Had she blown it? Did Obi-Wan not want a rebellious Padawan? Did he think others didn't take her for being difficult?
"Yes, Master, how about a lightsaber fight? At noon? I'll take you on!" Sun said. Anything to get to see Obi-Wan again. He was her best hope. Her only hope.
"Alright," he said, and left quickly.
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"But Master, she is a GIRL! I know nothing about girls! And she has long hair! She is rebellious! And yet…"
"And yet you two already have a bond, Obi-Wan. Take her. She needs a master. You did," Qui-Gon reasoned. "Remember?"
"But, I am nineteen! I am not ready to take a Padawan, let alone a girl. I mean, she might be, you know, moody, or hormonal, or something."
'But she is so bright, and witty and wise, and pretty,' he thought.
'Pretty? Where did that come from?' he thought. He blocked it out.
"Think about it, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said. He went to his room. Obi-Wan went to his room, thinking very hard.
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