More Education
By Jasmine Storm
Obi-Wan Kenobi
leapt into the air, coming down in a full strike onto Tarren Froo. She stumbled backwards, and tried to regain
her footing. Kenobi came after her
again, swinging his saber violently at her.
She leapt up into the air, flipping over the top of Kenobi's head,
landing behind him. She kicked Kenobi
square in the back, knocking him flat onto his stomach. Froo jumped on top of him, scooting his
lightsaber away from him with the Force.
Kenobi countered her, and slammed her down onto her back, with himself
pinning her to the ground. Kenobi
stared into Froo's soft violet eyes, swept into the moment as she stared back
at him. He began to slowly lower his
face, just a tiny bit, his eyes closing to slits. His lips came together, preparing for the kiss.
"Padawans
time!" The instructor called out, and
as he did, Kenobi jerked his head back.
Froo pushed Kenobi up off her, and as he stood, he held out his hand,
pulling her up with him.
The
instructor came up between them, and raised Kenobi's hand. He had won the match, but only barely. He turned and bowed to Froo. She bowed in reply.
The match
was over, but Kenobi's heart raced harder in his chest than he ever thought
possible. He and Froo stepped back into
their places in line, and Kenobi immediately put up the strongest block he
could of his mind.
How
could I have been so foolish?
Kenobi thought to himself. I
almost kissed her! What in the stars
possessed such a gesture? Still, he
knew in a moment what had caused him to act such a way. His crush on Tarren Froo had been running
amuck for weeks. He thought of her
constantly; her long lilac hair, deep dark skin, violet eyes, swaying
hips… Now, he lost his focus during
saber class. During a saber
tournament. He prayed that no one
noticed his slight faltering movement.
He may be
one of the best in the saber class, but when it came to women, he was purely
lost. And his obsessive crush was
breaking into his concentration. He
fantasized about running his fingers through her long hair, caressing her face,
touching her perfect lips, about kissing her.
Oh how he wanted to kiss her!
But how could he?
Kenobi
needed help. He needed specific
help. Only one person he knew would be
able to help him. But would she?
* * *
"Trinity?" Obi-Wan said tentatively into the
comlink.
"Yeah?" came Trinity Salka's reply.
Obi-Wan
took a deep breath. "This is
Obi-Wan. Uh, can I talk to you?"
"Sure,"
Trinity's voice instantly warmed. "What
do you need?"
"Not over
the comlink. Can we meet somewhere in
person?"
"Uh, well,
I think I can. Hold on, okay?"
Obi-Wan
held his breath as he waited for Trinity's reply. He felt his heart beating in his head. I cannot believe I am going to do this, he thought to
himself. But who else can I trust? I cannot discuss this with Master
Jinn.
"Obi-Wan?" Trinity's voice pulled him from his
thoughts. "I can meet you this
afternoon, do you want me to come to your quarters?"
"No,"
Obi-Wan replied. "Can I come to your
apartment?"
"But I'll
be in the Temple."
"Please,
Trin, I would really like to discuss this away from the Temple." Obi's voice begged.
Trinity
didn't respond for a moment. The
Padawan held his breath again.
"Alright,
Obi-Wan. Meet me at the landing
platform off the south tower at 14:00.
Don't be late." Trinity sounded
fairly annoyed.
"I will be
there." Obi-Wan replied. The comlink went dead in his hand as Trinity
ended the conversation.
* * *
Transports
zoomed by the landing platform that Obi-Wan stood on, waiting for Trinity. He so desperately wanted to talk to her
about this. He stared out into the
skyline, watching the passing vehicles.
He felt very isolated, a Padawan of the Jedi Council, set apart from the
galactic scheme of things, due to his birthright. There was so much that he didn't know or understand yet, and he
hoped that Trinity would give him the answers that he sought.
She had
become a great friend in the last year and a half. Ever since his interview, the two of them had become quite
close. She was still an adult, but she
was so much more to him. Like a
surrogate sister, but more than that.
Trinity had
become the only adult female that he felt totally comfortable with. He could talk to her about anything, and in
the past had. After all, she "educated"
him about prophylactics. Something that
not even the closest friend would be willing to do, at least not as kindly as
she did. Something he never could have
discussed with his master, regardless how close the two of them were.
That whole
incident had totally changed his feelings for her. Trinity now reserved a special place his heart, a place only
allowed for special friends. She just
might even be his best friend.
Now, if he
could just get her to educate him more about something that weighed on his
spirit. Something that he needed to
know about, even more so than the whole condom incident. Something that really frightened him.
Trinity
stepped up to the doorway at the platform.
She stood there silently and watched Obi-Wan for a moment. He stood there, staring off into the
Coruscant skyline, watching the passing transports. His shoulders had started to really broaden, and he had gotten a
little taller now. His voice had been
so strange earlier, she had thought that something had been wrong, at
first. He even sounded desperate. Something that rarely happened to Padawan
Kenobi.
But Trinity
had a strong suspicion that this had nothing to do with being a Padawan.
She stepped
across the platform up to him. As she
approached, he turned around. As soon
as he saw her, his face warmed, and a smile spread across his rather stoic
expression.
"Hey there,
right on time," Trinity said, grinning at him.
"Guess this is important, huh?"
"It is not
galactic news, but it is important to me."
Obi-Wan replied. He wrapped his
arms around her, hugging her tightly.
She returned the hug, grazing his cheek with a slight kiss, a typical
response for her. She pulled away, and
looked into his eyes.
"What's
going on?"
"Not
here." Obi-Wan replied. He stepped up to the edge of the platform,
toward one of the spare transports, and held the door open for Trinity.
"Wow, I
don't have to ride in a public transport!
What a treat!" Trinity said as
she climbed into the seat.
Obi-Wan
walked around the transport and climbed in.
He started the machine up, and it slowly lifted off the platform. In less than a minute, Obi-Wan had piloted
the ship into the thoroughfare traffic.
Trinity gave him directions as he piloted the ship toward her
apartment. They moved slowly through
the busy midday traffic, but soon arrived at her building.
He landed
on the roof, and they climbed out of the ship.
She led him down a set of stairs to a lift. They entered the lift, taking them to Trinity's apartment
floor. When the door released, they
stepped out into a dark, rather worn-down hallway that led toward Trinity's
door.
They
entered the doorway, and Trinity began flipping switches, flipping on lights
and things in the apartment. Obi-Wan
had never been there before, and was shocked at how small and run-down the
apartment was. Trinity's home was clean
and kept as best it could be, but still, the building was too worn down. Even the neatest person couldn't have kept
the apartment looking really nice.
"You do not
even have automatic lighting?" Obi-Wan
said, watching her flip on the switches.
"Tell me
about it," Trinity replied. "Make
yourself comfortable. Would you like a
drink?"
"I am
fine." Obi-Wan replied, sitting down on
a small couch she had in the main room of the apartment. The dark brown walls made the small
apartment look even smaller, and it barely had any room anywhere. Obi immediately noticed that the apartment
was one entire room. Trinity had
managed to section it all off with furniture and a couple of make-shift room
separators, but it was still very obvious that the apartment was only one
room. Her bed sat on the backside of
the couch that he was sitting on, and the food prep area looked like something
that belonged in a ship galley, it was so small.
Trinity
came back to him and seated herself next to him. "Now do you see why I spend so much time at the Temple?"
"I think
this place would make anyone claustrophobic."
Obi replied.
"Now, are
you gonna tell me what is going on? I'm
guessing this has nothing to do with the Jedi Code."
"You are
correct," he replied, blushing a bit and bowing his head. "I'm afraid to talk to Master Jinn about
this, and you are the only other person that I would trust with such a delicate
topic." He glanced back up at her, his
eyes desperate for her agreement.
"I'll do
what I can, I promise," she said, putting her hand on his shoulder.
"I need
some more education," he said, emphasizing the last word.
"Don't tell
me you never figured out how to use the condom!" Trinity said, grinning at him.
Obi-Wan
laughed, shaking his head. "I figured
that one out, thank you. This is
different."
"What's
up?"
"Uh," Obi
looked down at the floor, over at the wall, and back at Trinity. Just say it, she's not going to be mad,
just ask her. He thought to
himself. "Uh, Trin, how do you kiss
someone? I mean like a lover
does?"
Trinity
stared blankly at Obi-Wan. She had to
consciously make herself blink. She was
dumbfounded. "Well," she began,
stalling for her brain to catch up with her hearing. "Leave it to you to be direct."
She said, taking in a breath.
"Uh, I don't know, Obi, you just do."
She stared into his desperate eyes.
"Who do you want to kiss?"
Obi glanced
at the floor. "There's another Padawan
in a few of my classes. She's
Vremmen. Human, but of Vrem descent. She's so beautiful, her hair, her eyes, her
smile, I just want to grab her and kiss her.
But I am so scared to do it."
"What's her
name?" Trinity asked, suppressing her
smile.
"Tarren
Froo."
"Pretty
name. Does she know that you feel this
way?"
"It is
possible. I nearly kissed her today
during the saber tournament."
"What do
you mean?"
"I had
beaten her in the match, and I was laying across her, holding her down, and I
nearly kissed her. No one seemed to
catch the movement, but I am almost certain that she did."
"Are you
two friends?"
"Not
really. We have spoken on occasion."
"Did she
speak to you after the match?"
"No, she
did not."
"And you
want to know how to kiss her, so when you do, you won't feel stupid?"
"That is
correct."
Trinity
rolled her eyes. "You know, this one is
more difficult than the prophylactic thing, don't you?"
"Why?"
"Because,"
Trinity said, shaking her head. "This
is so much harder to describe than how to put on a condom! You realize that a kiss is something
completely different."
"Well, I think
I am more concerned about the protocol of kissing than the actual kiss."
Trinity
started laughing. "Protocol? Do you really think there's a protocol to
such a thing?"
"I do not
know, is there?"
"Not
really, Obi, you just do it."
"So I just
walk up to her, grab her by the back of the head and kiss her?"
Trinity
smiled. "No, it doesn't work quite that
way."
"I hoped
not."
"It has to
be somewhat romantic. The mood has to
be there. You can't just kiss
someone." Trinity shifted nervously on
the couch. "You both need to be facing
each other. You both have to want to do
it. You have to see it in her eyes. Most women will tell you with their eyes if
they want you to kiss them. It's
written on their face."
"What does
it look like?"
Trinity
rolled her eyes. "I can't explain it,
you just know. Sometimes, the woman
will start to bring her face closer to yours, invading the private space around
you, that can always be a good hint. Or
you both just start getting closer and closer to one another. It just kinda happens subconsciously."
Obi-Wan
nodded his head. "So, I just follow my
instinct, then?"
"Yes,"
Trinity nodded. "Is that what you
wanted to know?"
Obi-Wan
nodded his head. "I just do not want to
do it wrong. Make a fool of
myself. Having never kissed anyone like
a lover, I am a little scared."
Trinity
took Obi-Wan's hands. "Obi, dear,
that's the whole point. We all make
fools of ourselves the first time we kiss someone, or at least feel like
bumbling idiots. That's part of
it. That's part of growing up." She scooted closer to him, and wrapped her
arm around him. "We all go through
it. It's okay." She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him
to her.
He held her
close to him for just a moment, smiling at himself. "I am so glad I can speak to you about these things," he
whispered.
Trinity
pulled away, looking into his eyes.
"That's what friends are for," she said with a smile. She stared at his eyes for a moment, seeing
the blue-green seeming to swim in his eyes.
Obi-Wan
looked into her warm eyes. He leaned in
slowly, as if to kiss her, but instead, kissed her softly on the cheek. He pulled away from her cheek, his face
centimeters from hers. Not realizing
what he was doing, he leaned in closer to her.
His lips grazed hers, ever so slightly.
Trinity
felt the brush of his lips against hers, soft and passive. Surprising herself, she guided herself more
into the kiss, pressing just a tiny bit harder on his lips than he had on hers. He returned in kind, his lips slowly kissing
hers, sliding down just slightly to fully kiss her bottom lip. Trinity slowly opened her mouth just a tiny
bit, tasting his lips. Obi-Wan leaned
just a bit more, taking a tentative command of the kiss. He parted his lips just a bit, tasting
hers. He slowly let his tongue creep
out of his mouth, sliding slightly across her lips.
Trinity let
a soft moan escape her lips, breaking the spell of the kiss.
Obi-Wan
jerked back, his eyes wide, red creeping into his face. "I am so sorry, Trin. I did not intend to…"
"It's okay,
Obi." Trinity stood up from the couch
and headed back toward the food prep area, refilling her still fairly full
glass of water. "I must admit, if you
kiss her like that, she'll be melting into your arms in a moment!" She grinned at him.
"I did
alright, then?"
"You did
very well," Trinity said. Not many
people make me moan during a kiss, she thought to herself. The Stars only know what he could do when
he had a bit more practice. "I think
you'll sweep her off her feet."
Obi-Wan
nodded. "I hope so."
"You had
probably get going, I'm sure that Master Jinn will be looking for you soon."
"Aren't you
coming back to the Temple?"
"No, I can
finish my work here. Would be a waste
to go back, just to have to come back here later."
Obi stood
and headed for the door. Before
exiting, he stopped and turned to look at her.
"You know, I hold you in the highest regard of a friend. There is no one in the galaxy I would rather
have kissed first than you."
Trinity's
face blushed. "Thank you, Obi-Wan, I'm
flattered. I consider you a very close
friend too. Now, run along dear, go
find your crush."
Obi-Wan
laughed as he headed out the door. Trinity
headed to the door, to make certain he'd gotten the rickety thing closed. As she reached it, she leaned out the
door. "Obi!" she called out.
Obi-Wan
spun around.
"Don't
molest her too much on the first kiss!"
She said, grinning at him.
Obi's eyes
almost popped out of his head, his face turning crimson again. Trinity just laughed at him, shaking her
head as she closed the door to the apartment.
* * *
"Padawan
Kenobi?"
Obi-Wan
snapped his head around to the sound of her voice. A few days had passed since his talk with Trinity about kissing,
and he had yet to find Tarren Froo. His
confidence had soared after that, and he was ready to find Tarren and kiss
her.
Tarren Froo
stood before him, her long lilac hair bundled into a clasp on top of her head,
similar to how Yaddle wore her hair. The lilac strands hung down her head like
a violet flood of soft shiny tendrils that Obi-Wan immediately wanted to
touch.
"Yes?" He answered her.
"May I have
a moment to speak to you?"
"Of course,"
Obi replied, gesturing her to a bench in the center of the common area he was
standing in. She stepped to the bench
and seated herself gracefully. Obi-Wan
watched in awe as she seated herself, and admired yet another thing about
her.
He seated himself
next to her, and looked into her violet eyes.
"What did you wish to speak about?"
"Are you
attracted to me, Padawan?" She asked
softly.
Obi-Wan
blinked at her bluntness, but caught himself nodding to her in response.
"I assumed
as much," she replied, exhaling. "You
were going to kiss me during the saber tournament, were you not?"
"I wanted
to." Obi replied.
"That would
not have been appropriate," she said, smiling at him.
"I know."
"It would
be appropriate now, though," she whispered.
She leaned toward him, her eyes closed.
Obi-Wan leaned in, his hand reaching up and caressing her cheek, like
he'd always imagined doing, as he slowly brought his lips to hers. His lips caressed hers, slowly and softly,
gently tasting her skin.
As he
pulled away, he couldn't hide his disappointment in the kiss. It was nothing like how it had felt when he
kissed Trinity. This seemed almost
lifeless, while the kiss with Trinity seemed so much stronger, more
powerful.
"Did you
not like the kiss?" Tarren asked.
Obi-Wan
smiled. "Of course I did. It was not what I expected, though," he
replied, bowing his head.
"I
see." Tarren said, standing. "I must go now." And with that, she walked away.
Obi-Wan
walked out of the common area and headed back to his quarters. He certainly didn't understand this whole
kissing thing. Why had the kiss with
Trinity been so much better than the kiss with Tarren, someone he had wanted to
kiss for so long? It didn't make any
sense to him.
He arrived at
his quarters, and opened the door. He
walked in and saw his master sitting on the floor, deep in meditation. He quietly crept toward his bedroom door, so
as not to disturb Master Jinn.
"What
troubles you, my young Padawan?" Qui-Gon's
voice jerked at Obi-Wan.
"Nothing
troubles me, Master."
"Do not
lie, I can tell," he said, standing up from the floor.
"Just
something I do not understand, but I will meditate on it, and see if that will
give me some answers."
"What do you
not understand?"
"I do not
wish to discuss it with you." Obi-Wan
turned to enter his bedroom.
"I have a
feeling I may have an answer for you, if you would give me a chance."
Obi-Wan let
out a sigh and turned to face his master fully. "I do not understand kissing, Master."
"Like
romantic kissing?" Qui-Gon stared at
his Padawan, a wash of relief flooding over him. He had been concerned for some time about his Padawan. He was worried that the young man took his
training so seriously that he didn't consider the importance of emotional
knowledge. The importance of
women.
"Yes
Master." He took a seat on the nearby
chair. "I have been interested in a
certain female for a while, but when I kissed her, it was not at all like it
should have been."
"How should
it have been?" Jinn asked, listening
intently, but repressing his smile of amusement.
"It should
have been warm and soft and gentle, like when I kissed Trin…" Obi-Wan stopped mid thought, realizing that
he'd revealed more information than what he intended to.
"You kissed
Trinity Salka?"
Obi-Wan
bowed his head. "Yes, a few days
ago. I approached her about kissing, I
wanted to kiss Tarren…"
"Padawan
Froo?"
"Yes."
"Go on,"
Jinn instructed.
"As I was
saying, I spoke to Trinity about kissing, and in the process, I kissed
her. When I kissed Tarren a few minutes
ago, I was very disappointed. It was
nothing like the kiss with Trinity. It
barely compared. "
Master Jinn
smiled at his Padawan. "I see that I
can enlighten you, young one. Kissing
is different for every person you kiss.
The bond you have to each person is different, like the petals of a
flower. Each is different in their own
way. Each one is special in its own
distinct way. Why your kiss to Trinity
was more pleasurable for you than your kiss to Tarren, only you know, and can
answer."
"Shouldn't
it have been the opposite way? The one
to Tarren more passionate than the one to Trinity?"
"Normally,
I would agree. But you and Trinity have
a special relationship, one that is rare and unique. You two have a trust that not many people have with friends. Only the Force knows, you two may have a
deeper relationship as you two get older."
"I hadn't
considered that," Obi-Wan said, nodding his head.
"Go, you
need to meditate on these things, see what the Force tells you."
"Yes
Master." Obi-Wan walked into his room,
the taste of Trinity's kiss still on his lips, as if he had just received it.
* * *
Trinity
Salka walked out of the Librarian Assemblage and headed toward the Jedi Council
chambers to find Adi Gallia. She had a
few things to go over with her about some upcoming appointments and
interviews.
As she
walked, she felt someone come up behind her.
The person reached out and grabbed her shoulder.
"Trinity,
do you have a moment?" Master Qui-Gon
Jinn stopped her.
"For you,
Qui-Gon, of course." She stopped and
turned to face him. "What can I do for
you?"
"I wanted
to speak to you about my Padawan."
"Is he in
trouble?" Trinity asked. "If he is, I know nothing," she grinned at
him.
"He is not
in trouble." Qui-Gon laughed at
her. "I would like to know what your
intentions are toward my Padawan."
"What do
you mean?" Her eyes displayed her
puzzled expression.
"How do you
feel about him?"
"He is my
friend, Qui-Gon, nothing more."
"So why did
you give him lessons in kissing?"
Trinity's
face turned bright red. "You know about
that?"
"My Padawan
is very honest with me."
"Look, it
was an accident, I didn't mean, I mean, we were just talking…" Trinity stammered at Qui-Gon.
He smiled
at her. "I am not angry, Trinity." He patted her on her shoulder. "I am just curious, did the kiss make as
strong an impression on you as it did on him?"
"It made an
impression on him?"
"Answer my
question and I will answer yours."
Trinity
thought for a moment. How do I tell
a Jedi Master that his young Padawan kissed me better than most men I knew? "For never doing it before, it was
impressive."
Qui-Gon
nodded his head. "Thank you for your
time, I will let you be on your way."
The large man turned and began to walk away.
"Wait,
Qui-Gon," Trinity called out. He
stopped in his tracks and turned around.
"You didn't answer my question."
" A most
impressive impression." The Jedi Master
said as he turned and walked away.
* * *
Obi-Wan
Kenobi prepared himself some food in the food prep unit in his quarters, his
mind still running amuck about the kiss with Trinity. His meditation had not helped his understanding of why her kiss
felt so much better than Tarren's. Why,
possibly because she's older, and more experienced in such things? He thought as he mixed a bowl of
vegetables.
Master Jinn
had gone out, and Obi had no idea when he'd be back. So, he had been preparing his evening meal, and as usual, it
looked like he made too much for himself.
The door chime sounded, stirring Obi-Wan from his thoughts. He put the bowl down and headed to the
door.
He opened
the door, to find Trinity Salka standing in the doorway.
"Well?" she asked, her eyes bright and intent.
"Well what
Trin?" He answered.
"Did you
kiss her?" Trinity asked, walking into
the room. "Tell me all about it! I'm dying to know!" She grinned at him like a teenager.
"Uh, I was
just preparing some food. Are you
hungry?"
Trinity
seated herself on a chair. "No, I'm
not. I want to know how it went!"
Obi walked
back to the food prep area and returned to his ministrations with the
vegetables. "I did kiss her."
"And???"
"It
was…nice." Obi-Wan replied, his voice
void of emotion.
"That doesn't
sound like it went that well. What
happened?" Trinity said, standing and
walking to the food prep area.
"The kiss
was not right. It was not what I
expected."
"How
so?"
"It did not
feel like before. It did not feel
right."
"What do
you mean it wasn't right?"
"It didn't
feel like…" Obi looked away from her, fiddling with some of the jars of spices
on the shelf. "It didn't feel like our
kiss."
Trinity
took a deep breath. I hope I can do
this, she thought to herself. I
was afraid this would happen.
Obi-Wan
snapped his head around and looked at her.
He stared at her with the most peculiar look on his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but something
stopped him.
"Obi, I need to say something."
Obi
regained his composure quickly, and smiled.
"What do you want to say?"
"Obi-Wan,"
she stiffened her stance, crossing her arms behind her back. "What happened back at my apartment was
nothing. Nothing at all. It was just practice for you. That's all."
Is that
really how you feel? The words
slammed into Trinity's head hard and fast, coupled with a kind of unhappy
sarcasm.
No,
she screamed back in her mind. That's
not how I really feel. I can't tell him
the truth, that the kiss still lingers on my lips every day! That all I want to do is kiss him again! He's just a kid, he doesn't need me
confusing him! I can't do that to him! I can't be certain that what I'm feeling is
anything beyond lust, and he deserves better than that. There are things that he just doesn't need
to know. She argued with her
subconscious. At least she thought it
was her subconscious.
"Why
not?" Obi-Wan said.
"Huh?" Trinity replied, feeling very confused. Her head started to ache.
"Why can you
not tell me how you really feel?"
"What are
you talking about?" Trinity stared at
him. You can't read my
thoughts. You're not that skilled yet!
Yes I
can.
"What?" Trinity stammered, staring at Obi-Wan. Her mind raced faster than she could keep up. He's reading my thoughts? He can hear me? When did this start?
"I can hear
them, I can hear your thoughts loud, as if you were speaking them." Obi-Wan said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Since
when?" Trinity yelled.
"Since you
came in. I have been able to hear them
since you came in."
"Think
something to me," Trinity said softly.
Can you
hear this?
"By the
Force!" Trinity cried out. "I heard that! You said, 'can you hear this,'" she stared at him. "I'm right, aren't I?"
Obi nodded his
head. "Why is this happening?"
"I don't
know." Trinity looked down at the
floor. "But you know what this means,
don't you?"
"What's
that?"
"If we're
gonna stay friends, we can't be practicing any more kissing."
Obi
smiled. "Well, do you think we should
test that theory?" He puckered up his
lips in an overly exaggerated kissing face, making silly kissing noises.
Trinity
burst out in laughter. "Oh, now that's
attractive, Obi-Wan."
Obi started
laughing and looked at Trinity. He
stared at her red hair, wrapped in a tight braid circling her head. The glints of copper and gold flickered
under the light of the room. He
carefully blocked his mind from her, letting his thoughts wander about their
kiss. Had I really been that impressive? His face turned stoic, and he put down his
bowl and walked over to her. He took
her hand gently. "Did it really leave a
lasting impression?"
"More than
I'm willing to admit, I guess." Trinity
said softly. "Are we gonna let this get
in the way of things?"
"Of course
not." Obi gently tugged her to him. "Come here," he whispered. Trinity stepped into his embrace. He wrapped his arms around her in a fierce
hug. Trinity returned the hug, smiling
as a single tear rolled down her cheek.
"You are
still my closest friend, above and beyond all," Obi said, squeezing her to
him.
"And you
are mine." Trinity whispered back.
She leaned
back and looked into his eyes. "You
know, Master Jinn spoke to me earlier about this. He's never gonna let us live this down."
Obi-Wan
smiled. "I know."
"You didn't
tell him about the condom did you?"
Trinity asked, jerking away from him.
"NO!" Obi replied.
"Good,"
Trinity said, shaking her head. "The
last thing he needs to know is that I used your lightsaber for a sexual
education device!"
Obi roared
in laughter.
A beep from
the food prep area sounded, and he turned back to finish preparing his meal.
Trinity
took a deep whiff of the air. "You
know, that does smell a bit better than the rations I have in my house. Maybe I will eat something with you."
Obi-Wan
smiled. "Sounds good to me."
Are we
over this whole thing now? Trinity thought.
Yes, we
are still friends. Obi replied.
Good.
Yes
friendship is a good thing.
You
know, we really should find out why all of a sudden I can hear your thoughts,
and you can hear mine.
I will
ask Master Jinn. He might know.
Wait,
don't do that. He doesn't need to know
about this.
Obi-Wan
laughed out loud. "Whatever you want,
Trin."
"Thanks,
Obi." She watched him stir some of the
food. "You know, if you do it like
this, it'll taste better." She grabbed
the bowl from him and began working the food around the bowl.
"Is this
more education?"
Trinity
glanced up at him. "NO!" She handed him the bowl back, as Obi-Wan
laughed.
