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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Prompt from Mimnim : If you want a prompt, you could do one where Obi wan comforts Qui gon post episode 1.
Thank you very much for the prompt :)
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Three days.
It had been three days since Obi-Wan's knighting and still….nothing.
Qui-Gon sighed wearily from his seat on the sofa, glancing over to Obi…Anakin's room every once in a while in order to make sure the kid was still in bed. He could admit that the events leading up to Obi-Wan's knighting had been less than pleasant.
The hurt that came over the bond when Qui-Gon stated that he would take Anakin as his padawan learner still echoed in his mind…and the fact that his 'last words' were focused on Anakin's future probably didn't help matters.
But after the dust of their fight with the Sith had cleared and Qui-Gon had healed sufficiently enough, he had hoped everything would be alright between them…but that never happened. From the moment he was released from the Healer's Wing, Obi-Wan had been nowhere to be found.
His room had been cleared out, with Master Windu informing him that his padawan had been moved to the Knight's quarters in preparation for his ceremony. The pride that Qui-Gon had felt at these words, soon diminished when he felt nothing over the bond, and every attempt to contact his padawan was rebuffed.
Every time he contacted Obi-Wan, he was forced to leave a message due to Obi-Wan not picking up and no-one else would tell him anything about his padawan. Even Master Yoda avoided the issue.
To be fair, after a few days, Qui-Gon found all of his attention monopolised by Anakin. The young boy was eager to tell Qui-Gon everything that had been going on since he had moved into the Temple, and Qui-Gon was ashamed to realize that most thoughts of Obi-Wan had been banished to the back of his mind.
At the knighting ceremony itself, Obi-Wan didn't even speak to him (aside from stating his vows) and avoided all eye contact, rushing out of the chamber as soon as the ceremony was over. Qui-Gon had tried to give him his space, however, after no contact and the glares from Obi-Wan's friends, enough was enough.
After checking to make sure Anakin was sound asleep, Qui-Gon found himself striding towards the Knight's quarters and knocking on the door registered to his ex-padawan. It took a few minutes, but eventually, a bleary-eyed Obi-Wan opened the door.
"M-master? W-what-"
He was interrupted as Qui-Gon pushed his way inside and waited until Obi-Wan shut the door, before beginning his tirade. "I've had enough now…." He began, ignoring the confused look on Obi-Wan's face, "….I will not stand for this Obi-Wan! I refuse to accept being shoved aside like a piece of rotten meat, or an old toy!"
"Hurts doesn't it?"
Qui-Gon stopped in his tracks at the hurt tone in his old padawan's voice. Turning to face him, he winced at the neutral look Obi-Wan had on his face….completely blank, were it not for the pain in his eyes.
Sighing, he collapsed onto the nearby sofa and shook his head, "I've really hurt you haven't I?"
Feeling a slight dip in the cushions next to him, Qui-Gon glanced to his right, only to stare at the floor again, "I-I know that whatever I say, won't make things between us alright again….we can't go back to the way we were before...but please….forgive me."
"For what…."
Knowing that he was being prompted, Qui-Gon thought about his next words very carefully. "….For everything. For how I acted early on in your apprenticeship, the way I made you think that you were never good enough….I'm sorry for the way I pushed you aside for some kid that we didn't even know properly. I was blinded by a foolish desire to teach the chosen one when I already had the perfect apprentice…"
Bowing his head, Qui-Gon remained silent as there came no response to his apology. After a few minutes of silence, he sighed and pushed himself off of the sofa. "I'm sorry for bothering you at such a late hour….Knight Kenobi"
Before he could take another step, however, he felt the sleeve of his tunic grabbed, holding him back. "Please…." He heard Obi-Wan whisper, "…please let me speak."
Qui-Gon let himself be tugged back down to the sofa as Obi-Wan sighed, "…I was hurt. I'm not going to deny that…..and not matter what, I won't apologise for how I've treated you over the last few weeks, because that's how I've felt when you pushed me aside for some insignificant lifeform that more often than not, has caused more trouble than it is actually worth."
"Every time?!"
"Every time…but, whilst my actions are understandable….I shouldn't have continued it for as long as I have. I could feel your hurt during the knighting ceremony, and all I could think to myself….was good. Let him suffer, as I have suffered…."
Qui-Gon sighed, "I understand your reasons…I hurt you, and it was only fair…"
"No lecture on how petty revenge leads to the Dark Side?"
The older Jedi Master shook his head, "Not this time little-sorry, Obi-Wan."
Obi-Wan placed a caring hand on his old master's arm, "You…you can still call me little one, if you wish."
Qui-Gon nodded gratefully, watching as Obi-Wan rose and headed over to the window-still, where a small boy was waiting. Lifting up the lid, Obi-Wan pulled out a long lock of hair, with small beads woven into it. He walked back to the sofa and held out the braid, "I think this now belongs to you?"
Gently, Qui-Gon took the braid, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders. At the knighting ceremony, the ex-padawan would usually give the chopped-off braid to their Master as thanks, unless it was believed that the Master didn't deserve it….which Obi-Wan clearly believed back then.
After staring breathlessly at the braid in his hand for a few seconds, Qui-Gon glanced at his old padawan, who was smiling softly at him.
"I forgive you…Master."
