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The soft night breeze rippled through Sasuke's cloak. The two moons and stars above illuminated the meadow before him. The silence was broken only by the sound of a Carlonowl hooting from its perch among the trees.

Frustration coursed though Sasuke's body. What in the blazes were taking the Jedi so long? The senator had assured him that they would be here within thirty minutes, it had been forty-five.

Dropping down from his perch atop a tree branch, he strode into the moonlit clearing where his ship rested. Knowing but needing to confirm, he searched the open plain for any sign of the Jedi and saw – as he expected – nothing.

Wishing – not for the first time – that Neji or Hinata were with him – or that he had their eyes – he pushed aside his frustration and took a deep breath of the crisp night air. Pushing out with his sense he found his quarry – to his minds eye they looked like two balls of bright light, steadily approaching from about two klics away, to the south.

Judging from their pace, he estimated they'd be here in about three minutes. Well on the bright side of everything, at least that'll give me enough time to complete the pre-flight checks and make sure everything is ready before we go. He glanced at his chrono from which the glowing numbers taunted him. On second thought, I never really did like the bright side of things.

Two and a half-minutes later, pre-flight check complete, Sasuke strode down his ship's ramp just in time to see the tardy Jedi step into the clearing.

Releasing a growl of annoyance, he watched as they approached. Unbidden images of what would be happening had all of Team 7 been standing with him crossed swiftly through his mind. He could almost see his sunny-haired teammate calling out in loud aggravation; hear the satisfying "thunk!" of the pink-haired kunoichi's fist atop the blonds' head, the action which would temporarily silence the ranting knucklehead. Behind them a soft chuckle would escape their silver-haired sensei's lips, even as he would give his single-eyed crescent smile. And he himself would be as he was now: arms crossed and a scowl of annoyance and slight distain fixed on his face.

Banishing the images, and the slight feeling of nostalgia that had come with them, he bowed his head in brief acknowledgement to the Jedi's arrival.

As they returned the greeting, he cocked an eyebrow, and gave them a passing sweep before speaking. "Did Senator Organa not stress the importance of being on time? We have a dead-line we must meet." Even Kakashi – who's practically famous for being late – knows when to be on time. The fact that the two Jedi didn't made Sasuke want to grind his teeth.

Kenobi started to open his mouth, but Sasuke wasn't finished. Cutting off what would no doubt be a pathetic explanation with a raised hand, he continued, "I don't need your excuses, you're here. Let's go." And with that he spun on his heel and strode up the ramp.

The half-hour trip passed in silence, as their guide had disappeared into his room at the back of the ship with a quiet, "Make yourselves comfortable, but do not touch anything. We will be there within the hour."

In truth there wasn't much to touch. The ship would best be described as what Anakin would call impossibly clean – meaning no clothes, datapads, datasheets, or scattered droid parts all over the floor – and Obi-Wan could already see that his former apprentice was quickly coming to dislike it.

Everything seemed to have its own place, from the neatly stacked pile of datasheets on a table in the far corner of the lounge, to the datapad resting on an end table. Looking over at Anakin, who was sitting across from him, he raised and eyebrow, a faint smile playing on his lips, "You know, this would be a great time to catch up on those mission report we haven't had time to write."

Anakin groaned and rolled his eyes, but nonetheless pulled out his datapad. With a grin, Obi-Wan did likewise and set to work.

After twenty-five minutes, that had been passed in silence, their guide walked swiftly through lounge to the cock-pit, saying briskly over his shoulder: "Get ready, we're almost there."

Ignoring Anakin's mutter of – "Not even a hello," – as they quickly put their datapads away, Obi-Wan grabbed his gear, and with a glance at Anakin who was doing the same, prepared to disembark.

As Sasuke prepared to exit hyperspace, he quickly activated the bug he had planted inside the Centennial.

Let's hope this works. If it did, then to the Separatist controllers, Konoha's Star – a modified Separatist ship that Sasuke had stolen a while back – would be returning from a trade run carrying an authorized shipment of supplies to the Centennial.

And authorization means access without questions. Sasuke thought with a small smirk. And if it doesn't work, well... I'll have to do some fancy flying to get out of here. Three minutes later, Sasuke let out a sigh of relieve as Konoha's Star was cleared for landing.

Obi-Wan had to admit, their guide was an pretty good pilot. They had made a feather-light landing inside an maintenance bay full of supply crates, it was a landing that he wasn't sure if Anakin could have made. Their guide – Sasuke – if Obi-Wan remembered correctly, had swiftly lead them through the maze of supplies to an empty side hallway – which judging from the looks of it, hadn't been used in a while.

Sasuke then turned: his face serious. "Now the plan is to create a massive explosion by sabotaging the main power relays correct?"

At the Jedi's affirmative, Sasuke continued, pulling out his datapad, "The main reactor is here," he pointed at his datapad which showed the massive structure at the center of the ship.

"There are three relays total, they are set up like a triangle around the main reactor. The first one is here," he said motioning to the datapad, "Two levels up and about ten corridors over. Five minute jog." He traced the route with his finger.

"From there the next is nine over and one up. Seven minutes. The last is towards the front of the ship, almost directly below the command center. We'll have to go up a level and then come back down." He tapped the screen, and it zoomed in, showing the interior workings of the ship. "And due to the amount of traffic near the last relay, we'll be using the air ducts to get there. No predetermined time. Got it?" Sasuke said looking up.

An amused glance at his former apprentice showed Obi-Wan that he has a faint look of mocking disbelief on his face. Obi-Wan could concur. Other than a few murmured words with some grunts and hms thrown in, their guide had barely spoken a sentence since they had met. But he had to hand it to the black haired young man, his briefing had been short, precise, and to the point: no wasted words. It had been from someone who knew what they were doing. And he-

"I said: got it?" Their guide interrupted his musings, a hint of annoyance coloring his voice.

"Yes." Anakin and Obi-Wan replied in unison, looking at each other as they did so.

Sasuke looked them over with his skeptical black eyes, and they almost seemed to say: we'll see about that. "Hm." He turned away. "Let's go then."

Thoughts anyone? Once again, how did I do with characterization of Obi-Wan and Sasuke? And Anakin?

Tara