Well, PeaceGuardian told me to update immediately, as in tomorrow, so I'm updating TONIGHT! HA! Anyway, please enjoy this chapter as I continue my ramblings.

I do realize that, up until this chapter, most of this is taking place in the city. But, hey, the reason they're on a beach is because a PLANET is very big. Just thought I'd let you guys know.

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Chapter Four

Obi-Wan stood on a balcony, overlooking the vast ocean. The sea was placid as the sun began to set over the horizon. A cool breeze was blowing, and the overpowering waft of salt came with it.

"I figured I would find you here, Master."

Obi-Wan turned around to find Isuura. His eyes, however, were immediately glued to her new appearance.

Isuura's hair was now free, as it whipped around in the wind. And when the gusts slowed, it would fall across her face ever so slightly. She wore a blue dress with extremely thin straps. It went down to her ankles, and a section was cut off to show her toned midriff.

Obi-Wan laughed bashfully, as though he were a boy again. Isuura smiled and walked up to him.

"This was your usual getaway when you were tired of the city." She said happily. "It's quite a beautiful evening to be out here." Obi-Wan sighed, his nerves steadying. Why he was so jittery, he didn't know.

"You're not the young padawan I used to know anymore, Isuura." He told her truthfully. "You've grown into a gorgeous woman, and that, I cannot change."

Isuura giggled, her cheeks and neck flushing a deep red. "Master… really, you flatter me. And you, of course, have changed yourself."

Her elegant fingers traced an invisible path down Obi-Wan's chin and jaw line. "This new facial hair proves it." She added, the bristles making her skin tingle. A pink hue came to Obi-Wan's cheeks as the softness of Isuura's touch provoked him.

Yet, he had to fight against it. He had to restrain. A Jedi could not let emotions cloud his thinking. Obi-Wan gradually inched away from Isuura's reach and gripped the rail. He had to block the sudden physical attraction he had for her.

"Master… I must understand something." Isuura said, her voice low and stern. "What is happening to the Force? It's supposed to be balancing the power between the light and dark sides. But… the light and dark sides are changing."

Obi-Wan instantly went back to business, matching her somber tone. "And you wish to know if the Force is changing?"

"Well… is it changing for better… or for worse?" Isuura asked. Obi-Wan sighed.

He looked longingly at Isuura. His face was soft with affection as he placed his hand on the back of Isuura's neck. Their foreheads pressed together firmly.

Isuura had never been so close to her master. Obi-Wan's scent was intoxicating, the smell of burning hickory wood assaulting her. And Isuura… Obi-Wan noticed that her face was flawless. Her outlook of innocence and youth would've convinced everyone that she knew little. But, Isuura was much smarter than that.

If they had leaned any closer, their lips would have brushed together.

After another moment or two, Obi-Wan pulled away and stared at Isuura. Her gaze bore into his, as her breaths came out in short intervals.

"It depends on the fate of the Chosen One." Obi-Wan admitted at last. He turned away, as if to hide an immense amount of shame.

"The Chosen One? The one that was prophesized? The…" Isuura trailed off, her eyes widening in shock. "… Skywalker?"

Obi-Wan nodded in disgrace. Isuura frowned and folded her arms across her chest.

"No… it cannot be! Master, if he is the Chosen One, why are we letting him so close to Chancellor Palpatine? We know that-"

"Every Jedi knows that Palpatine is evil." Obi-Wan interrupted grimly. Isuura clenched her fists and paced to stable her thoughts.

"This makes no sense…" She muttered. "The more influence Palpatine has on him, the more Anakin will be drawn to the dark side. We cannot allow this."

Obi-Wan faced Isuura and watched her evaluate the situation. Isuura was always one for strategy. But, what ached Obi-Wan the most was putting his issues on her shoulders. He hated to see her so troubled.

Isuura paused for a moment and inhaled deeply. Obi-Wan approached her carefully and placed a compassionate hand on her shoulder.

"We mustn't dwell on this, especially when the Jedi Council is adjourned." He reasoned. "Come. I'll treat you to a drink." Isuura nodded, her stormy thoughts clearing. Together, she and Obi-Wan walked back inside.

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Meanwhile…

"Anny, what's wrong with you?! I thought you would be happy about this!"

Padme was crouched in one corner of the room, cradling her stomach delicately. Her eye was red and quickly swelling. Anakin was on the opposite side, his fists colliding violently with the wall. Blood leaked from his knuckles.

"What the hell should I be happy about?!" He bellowed mercilessly. "You're a senator; I'm a Jedi-in-training! Our love is forbidden enough as it is! And now… you think I'm going to be happy when I learn that you're pregnant?!"

"I will sacrifice anything for this child! Even if that means I have to resign as a senator!" Padme explained valiantly. "Even if that means… I have to stay away from you!"

Anakin's eyes widened and he whirled around ferociously to face her. Padme was shivering in fright as her eyes met his blazing ones.

"Look what you've become, Anny! Chancellor Palpatine has poisoned you!" She screamed. "He's turning you into something you're not! He's setting you against me, and against the Jedi! Why can't you see that?!"

Anakin looked at her with such hate that Padme couldn't bear to even look at her love. Mace Windu had warned her that this would happen. At first, she didn't believe him. But now… her worse fears were becoming reality.

"I'll become the most powerful Jedi anyone has ever seen! And no one, not you, or a baby, will get in my way!" Anakin yelled. Padme shrieked and raced to the door.

It opened quickly, and it shut behind her. Banging came from the other side, and Padme could hear Anakin hit the floor.

"Padme…" Anakin pleaded through tears. "I'm sorry. Please… I'm sorry." Padme was now choked up with tears of her own.

Yet, she had to confront the senate.

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Whoa, that was a little nasty from Anakin, eh? Hmm… I liked the Obi-Wan/Isuura part, but that ending was weird, even for me! –DeathRow609