These are just little random one-shots that I will be doing about the relationship between Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan. They will be updated as often as I can, and if any wants me to expand on any of them or if you have a prompt for me, just say in the review :)
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Obi-Wan whooped slightly in glee when his foot struck the weighted pad…that had been positioned halfway up the training wall.
Whilst his usual training sessions with Master Jinn revolved around lightsabre forms and the Living Force, due to his Master being on a mission, Master Yoda (who had taken over in the meantime) wanted to improve Obi-Wan's athletic performance.
Landing in a perfect crouch, Obi-Wan straightened up and bowed to his Great Grandmaster, a light flush on his cheeks as Master Yoda let out a pleased hum at his progress.
However, before the Jedi Master could say anything, Obi-Wan's comm began to beep. The teen grabbed it from his belt and beamed, "Master Jinn is back!" he exclaimed, "He said it would beep as soon as the transport he was in, landed in the bay! That way, he wouldn't need to remember to call."
Master Yoda nodded in understanding, however, his thoughts were elsewhere. Almost 24 hours ago, he had felt a sharp pain in his head, before… nothing. His intuition told him that something awful had happened, but what, he could not be sure.
Obi-Wan had also suffered from a headache, and came to Master Yoda in shock, reporting that he couldn't feel Master Jinn anymore. Not wanting to distress the young padawan, Yoda explained that recent bonds needed constant re-application and strengthening at the beginning in order for them to hold.
Because of Qui-Gon's initial reluctance in taking on Obi-Wan, he believed it was possible that, with the long distance between the pair, the bond had weakened to a point of snapping…. Obi-Wan seemed satisfied with that, but Master Yoda remained on edge.
Something wasn't right.
"Go you should young one…" Yoda chuckled warmly, "Your Master, this evening should be spent with."
Obi-Wan beamed again and raced towards the door, only pausing to bow at Master Yoda, before sprinting away. Darting past initiates and other padawans, Obi-Wan managed to make it to the hanger bay in record time, just in time to see a transport open and other Master's exit.
He bowed as the other passengers made their way past him, completely missing the sympathetic looks directed at him. As Master after Master after Knight strode past him, Obi-Wan's smile slowly fell from his face.
Where was Master Jinn?
Ignoring the familiar tap of Master Yoda's stick behind him, Obi-Wan rushed forwards to the large transport… only to fall back in grief. Lying on a medical berth, lightsabre carefully balanced on his chest…. Was Master Jinn.
The man's chest remained utterly still… Obi-Wan gently tiptoed over to his Master (not the body, never the body) and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Master?"
Nothing
"Master please!"
Falling to his knees, Obi-Wan began to sob, flinching when he felt a familiar hand upon his shoulder. Yoda, however, remained silent, letting the padawan grieve.
…
As Master Jinn lay on the crematorium altar, Master Yoda couldn't help but glance at Padawan Kenobi. The child hadn't spoken a word since discovering his Master and this was worrying.
A quiet Obi-Wan was always worrying.
"One with the Force, Master Qui-Gon Jinn is… "began Master Yoda, "… died protecting his fellow Jedi, he did. Died saving those less fortunate, he has. May the Force be with him."
Raising his voice so that it reached the back of the burial chamber, "A good man and devoted Master, Master Qui-Gon Jinn was and will always be."
There was movement to his left, causing him to glance over. Obi-Wan had shuffled closer towards the door, tears streaming down his face as he tried to remove himself from the distressing situation
Yoda let him.
….
After the ceremony, Master Yoda found himself remaining behind in the chamber, staring at the spot where his Grand-Padawan used to lie.
"It is always hard when the Padawan dies before the Master." Came a familiar, cultured voice from behind him.
"Rare it is…" answered Yoda, without turning around, "… fortunate that is."
"Indeed…" Master Dooku, who had been on an extended mission to the far reaches of the galaxy, stated, kneeling by his old Master, "…although, the pain of losing his Master must be painful for Padawan Kenobi as well."
Yoda sighed, "Quiet he has been…worrying, this is."
"The child is grieving Master… it is to be expected."
There was silence for a few moments, before Yoda sighed once again. "Reason, you have to be here. Bite, I do not my Padawan."
Chuckling to himself, Dooku smirked. "I know Master. Listening was always one of your stronger attributes… however, you may find my request to be in poor taste."
"Hmmmmm?"
"I… formally request your permission to follow on in Qui-Gon's footsteps and continue Kenobi's training. Taking him on as my Padawan."
Yoda mused on this for a few moments, before turning to face his old padawan. "A surprise this is Dooku. Vowed you did, to take no more padawans."
"I remember Master… however, Qui-Gon often spoke of Kenobi's potential. Potential that would be a shame to waste."
"Hmmmm…" Yoda silently agreed with this, however, remained reluctant due to Dooku's views on the Jedi code. "… Stay here, you would have to. Remain in Order, you would have to."
There was silence for a few moments, before Dooku nodded in understanding. "Of course,… I don't think any other title, other than Master, would really suit me."
Yoda nodded, "Send Obi-Wan to your rooms, I will. His decision, it must be."
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Almost three days later, Obi-Wan stood in the middle of the council and allowed Master Dooku to add another bead to his braid. The older Master had refused to remove Qui-Gon's original bead, which Obi-Wan was silently relieved over.
"Take Obi-Wan Kenobi as your padawan learner, do you Master Dooku?"
Dooku nodded once, "I do."
"And take Master Dooku as your Master, do you Obi-Wan?"
Obi-Wan silently nodded, before practically whispering "I do."
With no further words needed, and the rest of the Council pointedly ignoring the tears in Obi-Wan's eyes, Dooku reached into the teen's mind and the pair formed a Master-Padawan bond.
It was done.
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Years later, as Obi-Wan came closer and closer to knighthood, Master Dooku watched as the young man stood on some rocks in the middle of the sea, the waves crashing against it. They were on a mission to Naboo, and sadly, it was the anniversary of Qui-Gon's passing.
Obi-Wan was always quieter around this time of the year.
As Obi-Wan's thoughts were clearly somewhere else, Dooku allowed his own thoughts to wander.
Obi-Wan was one of the finest fighters Dooku had ever seen. The young man had chosen to specialise in Form 3, Soresu, with the occasional use of Form 4 making its way into his fighting. He had beaten Padawans who were days from being knighted and his negotiation skills were unparalleled except by seasoned Masters, who had trained as negotiators for years.
Dooku was proud.
Yes, the boy was prone to daydreaming, often drifting away during long hours of meditation, but that changed nothing.
Dooku was proud, and he knew Qui-Gon would have been proud as well.
"Obi-Wan!" he called out, straightening up as the padawan twisted around on the large rock to face him, "It's time to go now Padawan."
There was silence for a few moments, before Obi-Wan smiled and nodded at him. "Yes Master."