~Chapter Eight~

Obi-Wan sat in seclusion trying to obtain peace within himself.  He didn't realize what was happening to him.  He used to be so focused on what he was doing, but then Jyana came back, or he found her.  Now he felt he was acting in the same manners he had acted when he was a Padawan.

"Why have we approached Tatooine, Obi-Wan?" Keldin asked approaching the meditating Jedi Knight.

"That's where I felt we should go," Obi-Wan replied opening his eyes and speaking with a sense of calm that Keldin had never heard before.

"Why are you so tranquil?"

"I have found a sense of peace."

"You comprehend that can't endure?"

"Not long, but it sure feels great as long as it lasts."

"I bet it does."  Keldin sat down and pulled out his holo module.  It projected a pod race.  He stared at the race with an intense look.

"What's that?"
Keldin gave him a look that wondered why Obi-Wan wasn't enlightened.  "A Pod race."

"I see that.  I do know what a Pod race is, Keldin.  I've seen a few…"
"Ever raced in one?"

"No.  I don't ever plan to.  Most racers only race for personal gain and a Jedi shouldn't be doing things for personal gain."

"Basically speaking you don't know how."

"It can't be that hard."
"You don't know how…" Keldin pried.

Obi-Wan lowered his head reluctantly.  He did not want to admit the truth, but he knew he couldn't hide anything from Keldin, so why try.  "I never learned.  You race?"

"I love it.  I do it for the thrill.  That's the only thing that could ever give me true serenity.  I could enlighten you."

"I don't need to know how to race."

"Well, I've noticed you're a great pilot.  You would make a dexterous Pod racer."

"I don't want to be a threat to my Padawan's reign."

"I would."

"Go ahead.  I'm not stopping you.  What's that you're looking at?"

"A race."

"Not my question.  What is that you're holding?"
"Oh.  A portable holo projector.  I manufactured it myself."

"So you can view your past races?"
"Yup.  So I can discern what needs to be reprogrammed in my Pod before I race again."
"You're going to race again?"
"Of course.  We are going to Tatooine aren't we.  Last I checked, the Boonta Eve race is coming up.  I need to be equipped at all costs."
"But you don't have your Podracer."
"Yes I do.  I always have it with me.  I can very easily format it for travel.  I made my Pod myself as well."

"You make a lot of things on your own don't you."

"How else can I keep myself occupied?"

"Good question."
Keldin smirked to himself and then realized why he was there.  He pressed, "What did Jyana want?"

"Comfort.  Someone to talk to or just be with her.  She was tired of being alone."

"But why you?"  And not her brother.

"I don't know.  I honestly don't know."
"I would like to know."
"You don't?"

Keldin did not shake his head.  He hated to admit that he didn't know something.  He stared aimlessly at his holo projector.

"My assumption is that you obviously don't know everything about your sister."
"You assume too much."

"A lot of us do."

"What did she make known to you?"

"Things that are to remain confidential."

"I need to…"

"Ask her.  It isn't my business to tell things that she told me under the strictest of confidence."

Realizing that Obi-Wan now knew something that he didn't, Keldin tried to use his mind and find out what Obi-Wan was hiding from him.  Nothing was there.  Obi-Wan wasn't even thinking about his previous interlude with Jyana so that Keldin could see what was hidden from him.  He would know later, if he had to drag it out of both of them.

Obi-Wan didn't gloat, and now Keldin wondered why.  No matter what the matter was, Keldin would've gloated, but now Obi-Wan had something that he didn't and didn't gloat.  Out of frustration, Keldin just left the room to leave Obi-Wan to himself.

Once Keldin was gone, Obi-Wan sighed to himself.  Then a voice he hadn't heard in awhile returned to him.

You love her Obi-Wan.

Qui-Gon?

You love her.

How do you know that?
You always have.

But I don't know about that…

Don't fight your feelings for her, Obi-Wan.  You will make yourself more vulnerable to the Dark Side if you do.

But Keldin…

Can't stand in the way forever.

He's a headache…

You must deal with.

But Jaina's fighting me hard.

Leave her to me.  She'll listen to me.

I hope so.

You will marry her, Obi-Wan.

I will marry her.

Keldin, who had only heard the very last thing that Obi-Wan had thought, sent quickly, You will not!

We'll see.  Obi-Wan challenged back.

"Stay in that seat Keldin," Wokki stated to the fuming young man, "Your piloting skills are needed."

Damnit! He scowled but knew he'll have another chance. 

Obi-Wan, glad Keldin was not in the same room as he was, smirked his relief.

"Qui-Gon talking to you again Obi?"
She took him off guard, using that name again.  Obi-Wan looked back at her standing in the opening of the door.

"I heard his voice, but I didn't know what he was saying."

"It isn't your concern, Jyana, so don't worry about it."

She walked up to him and sat down next to him.  "It's about me isn't it?"

He didn't respond.  He looked away.  I am falling in love with her.

She tugged at his robe's sleeve like a little sister trying to get her big brother's attention.  It kind of tugged at his heart as well, realizing that she probably still viewed him as her older brother that she never had.  He looked down at her and she noticed there was something different in his eyes, something that to her looked a little like pain, but was probably something completely different.  It made her a little uncomfortable, looking into his eyes so she focused elsewhere.  She looked down at his tunic and asked, "Can I have my lightsaber back?"

He picked it up from beside him and handed to her.  "Why do you have a double?"

"Singles are boring," she stated with conviction.

"Didn't you have two singles?"
She twisted her lightsaber and it became two.  "You mean these two?"

He nodded and she then put the two back together.  "Look, Jyana, not to be mean or anything, I would prefer to be alone for awhile."

What'd I do?  Did I interrupt his meditation?  "Sorry."

She got up still thinking of what she had done to make him not want her company even during his meditation.  He got up and caught her arm, halting her dismissal, and pulled her to him.  He caressed her cheek gently and looked deep into her eyes .  "It's all right, Jyana.  You didn't know.  It has nothing to do with you…" he lied to ease her and make her not ask any questions.  He let her go and she hurried from the room… It has everything to do with you, Jyana, I just can't seem to tell you.  I can't fight these feelings anymore… But I've got to… for now.

It has everything to do with me.  Why can't he tell me the truth?  Jyana thought to herself.  Maybe he knows that what he was thinking may either hurt me or disturb me.  Maybe he won't tell me because of how I might take it.  Maybe he knows something that I don't.

Keldin, sitting in the pilot's chair, struggled with his urge to crush Obi-Wan's head with the Force, because he knew Jyana wouldn't want him to.

Jyana walked into the cockpit and stood staring at the bright sun of a planet they were approaching.

"Did he hurt you?" Keldin pried.
"No."

"Make you uncomfortable?  Restless?"

"Restlessness happens!" she screamed at Keldin while giving him a look.  "Don't you do a thing to him.  Whatever it is, it ain't Obi's fault."

Keldin scowled.  Damn!

"Tatooine," Darth Detori breathed while she was sitting on her bed without her cloak.

Darth Ash stirred next to her.  She hoped she hadn't woke him with her mindless musings.  She didn't like these thoughts.  She knew Ash wouldn't like it either, especially since last night.  It didn't mean a thing to her.  It just occurred.  Why must I always be the one used?  Why do I have to get my sister so that she can be mistreated the same way?  She felt used, but she had a place among the Sith, and as a Sith Lady, she had to fulfill her duty, by all means possible, no matter how dirty it was.  Well a mission is a mission.  I must obey my Master.  I must go there and find her, she thought.  She got up from her spot and walked to a viewing porthole.  They were now looking at the bright planet.  If you looked at it from a distance, it in itself would look like a sun.  From outside of the planet, Detori could tell it was midday, the hottest part of the day.  Its two suns beat down with a fierce intensity.  No matter what, she knew she had to go down there.

She then approached a room where her dark Master meditated.  She really didn't want to disturb him, but she felt that it was the will of the Force that she had to ask for permission to go down there.

"You may go, Detori," Darth Sidious addressed.

She nodded and began to move her way to her shuttle.

"Don't kill anyone this time, at least anyone close to her.  Only let your presence be known.  Contact me before you decide to put anyone out of their misery."

"Yes Master."  She then headed on her way.

"The Sith are near," Jyana stated aloud to her brother Keldin as she stood behind a trampoline like device that Keldin had also made that was called the Sabre-net.

"I sense them also," Keldin agreed, "Should we make Obi-Wan aware of this?"

"No.  It'd worry him more."

Keldin nodded and then backed away.  He started back flipping and somersaulting on his own, perfecting his tactics in case he was ever needed in a fight.

The Sabre-net was used to train because it was hard to assess a person's next moves while jumping up and down on an object that felt every movement and could throw both people off of it if not well evaluated.  Keldin had demonstrated it earlier, and now Obi-Wan was the only one on, trying to assess whether he should take it back to Coruscant to use it to train Anakin on.  He then flipped off the apparatus.

"That's an interesting way to train," Syerré remarked.

"It increases you patience and concentration," Jyana remembered.

"Imagine this," Wokki stated with a smirk, "That was the exercise that Jyana was best at."

"And she trips over a block…" Tre laughed.

"Don't make me…" Jyana threatened.

"I didn't say anything."

"That's what I thought."
Tre scoffed to himself.  "I've gotta find Rabé."  He spotted her and walked over to her.

Jyana stated more to herself than anyone else, "How can one get used to this heat?"

"I don't know," someone she wasn't quite sure of stated.

She shrugged and took off her robe.  She tossed it no place in particular, but it just happened to land in front of Obi-Wan.  He looked down at the robe with a confused expression and then back at her, noticing that she was taking her boots off.  What the…?  She pulled off her pants and there was only shorts left.  Obi-Wan quickly closed his eyes as he realized what was happening.  She's getting hot.  She's taking off her clothes.  Don't look, don't look… he opened his eye slowly and noticed all she had on now was a loose fitting sleeveless undershirt and her under-shorts.  He turned away quickly.  What ever happened to her joy of being proper?

"Hey, it ain't improper to be comfortable," Jyana stated aloud, prancing about.  "Now that's more like it.  You can bear the heat easier like this."

Someone she didn't really note who from also told her, "The rays from the suns can do some considerable damage to your skin, Jyana."

"I thank you for your concern, whoever you are, but I came prepared.  I've done this before many times on this planet and other planets that have it much worse and came to the conclusion I can't burn.
"But…"

"Iego's worse, and angels don't wear as much as I'm wearing now."
On Iego… Obi-Wan thought.

Syerré and Rabé exchanged looks with each other.  They knew Jyana too well.  She was going to use this incredibly against Obi-Wan's insecurity.  All of a sudden, Jyana started running laps around the guys.  Syerré and Rabé took this as their cue to prance around in their shorts and sleeveless shirts so they took off their peasant clothes and followed Jyana in her laps.

Obi-Wan placed his hands over his eyes in desperation.

Keldin was surprised Obi-Wan was acting like this.  Is his compliance to the Code so essential that it obstructs him from gazing at the girl he likes in a state where she's close to being unclothed?  I would never let the Code do that to me.  He just started gazing at Syerré.

Tre was enjoying the show a little too much and asked, "Can I join?" thus making Obi-Wan glare at him.  Tre paid no heed and tried to chase after the girls but Obi-Wan grabbed Tre by his cloak, thus prohibiting Tre from his pursuit.  "You're no fun," Tre said aspirated.

Jaina started a different course and proceeded to do a back flip over top Obi-Wan's head, nearly missing hitting him with her feet on her way down.  He made no response expect for ducking any blow she could've gave him.  If only she wouldn't prance like this.

Maintain your distance as you are Obi-Wan.  You're doing a good job.

I am?

Now you are.  Keldin was still gazing at Syerré. 

Obi-Wan was still not too happy.  She's grown up too much.  She's indecent and she's a woman… a very beautiful woman…

Keldin glared at him.

It's true.

I am aware of this.

Good.  Understand that.

Keldin only shrugged and took a seat on a rock nearby.

Rabé walked over to Jyana, who had paused for a moment's breath, staring at an overly embarrassed Obi-Wan.  He looks lonely, and needs to wake up and get comfortable, she thought.  "Jyana," Rabé started, "I think he needs help getting comfortable."

Surprised because she was thinking the same thing, she sighed in agreement, "Any suggestions?  I've ran out of decent ones."

"You could kiss…"

"No!" she quickly retaliated.

"It would help…"

"No!"

"What are you, scared of him?"

"Of course not!"

"Then it wouldn't hurt to kiss him."

"But…"

"I dare you."

"But Keldin…"

Syerré walking up gave him a sideways glance.  He seemed as if he was daydreaming about something.  "Leave him to me," she declared.

Jyana could never give up a valid dare.  She summoned all her strength so she could carry this out with ease and emotion, without wanting any more from him.  She looked back at Syerré, who had skillfully eased her way to Keldin and brought his attention in her direction, which he seemed very willing to do.  How does she do it?  And she doesn't even care for him at all, I think.  But he likes her.  He's going to get hurt by her, she thought sadly, but then realized that she had a task at hand.

Obi-Wan saw out of the corner of his eye who was now approaching him.  Don't look, don't look… his mind echoed alongside, She's half-naked, she took her clothes off.  It was beyond him at how she could walk around like that with great ease, as could Rabé and Syerré. Whatever had happened to Rabé and Tre all of a sudden, he did not know, and for another matter, did not care.  He had already had enough with Tre's unorthodox ways.  Besides, Obi-Wan had his own problems to worry about; one of which was heading in his direction.  He folded his hands behind his back and tried to back away.  He fought everything that told him to open his eyes and look at her.

Jyana kept her pursuit.  She stared curiously at his blushing and bewildered face and at how he forced himself to keep his eyes closed or away from her.  She said nothing but grabbed one of his arms to keep him from backing up.  His eyes fluttered open, startled and saw her curious and amused face.  He quickly turned his head and looked away.  Don't look at her.  Not decent…

All of a sudden, she grabbed his head forcefully with her hands and made him look at her, in the eyes.  She lowered his face to hers and met his mouth with her own, stirring up something unknown in him and making him squirm.  He did not touch her though.  He couldn't.  She's kissing me?!  Then he saw She wraps her leg around me and her tongue enters my mouth.  I return the kiss and we tumble to the ground… He opened his eyes, startled with what he saw and realized that Jyana was now at least 2 meters away from him with a cocked eyebrow.

"Um, I don't think it worked."

Huh?  Didn't work?

Darn, I thought that it would.  I usually don't dare without good reason and knowledge that it should work.  I mean, he likes her, doesn't he. I can sense that Obi-Wan likes Jyana, I mean really likes her, Syerré mused. 

Obi-Wan, surprised he read Syerré's mind for once then thought, That was dared?  She was dared?  Ouch.  A kiss that was dared could surge these types of emotions?  And how could Syerré tell that. I mean is it that obvious.  Oh dear.

"What didn't work?" Keldin asked, awaking from his trance, realizing that he had now missed something big.  One look at Obi-Wan's bewildered face and he knew.

Obi-Wan felt as if he was about to get smacked for something that was not his fault so he tried to get his strength back up to prevent that occurrence.  "Jyana," he forced out, trying his hardest to push away the vision that kept enveloping him, "Put some clothes on!"  He angrily stalked up the ramp to his ship.  This vision would not leave him, thus causing his anger to boil, although if he truly thought about it, it shouldn't have bothered him too much after all he was a man and he should enjoy sights such as these, but somehow now he couldn't.  Maybe it could be because he may be a little scared of what Keldin would do to him in this instance, because the level of his thoughts were a little more on the sexual side, something that could make Keldin kill him.  This vision where Jyana and he tumbled away into an ecstasy together, one where clothes would not even be an issue, kept taking his mind away from conscious thought.  This enraged him only for the reason that he knew that Keldin would smack him on the head or do something else that would hurt him due to this overpowering thought.  Not like he ever planned to take action on this thought anytime soon, but Keldin didn't care anyway, he would just smack him for the thought.

"Ops," Syerré thought aloud, "I think I made it worse."

"Understatement," Jyana mumbled and grabbed her pants and put them back on.

"Okay.  Whose brilliant idea was this?" Keldin angrily asked.

"Hers," Jyana said pointing to Syerré.

Keldin rose his eyebrow at Syerré shaking her head rapidly trying to get his mind out of hers.  When will she realize I can't help it?  Oh well.  He nodded his understanding to Jyana's accusation.  "Do you see what it did to him?"

They both shook their heads.

Women, he thought.  "Well, you don't want to."

"I do," Jyana said thoughtfully.

"Well I ain't showing ya!" he burst out and stalked up the ramp.  And I'm going to have to smack him again.

Obi-Wan was sitting in the pilot's seat when Keldin got to him.  His mind was repeating, Get out of my mind Jyana.  Get out.  Get out you dreams.  Get out!

"This should help you," Keldin said as he proceeded to smack Obi-Wan in the back of his head.

Obi-Wan flashed him a hurt and annoyed look.  "It wasn't my fault.  Honest."

"But I know what you're thinking."

"I can't help it anymore!"

"Precisely."

"But you do the same with Syerré, I'm sure."

"Is Syerré your sister?"
"No, but what's that… oh."

"Comprehend now?"

"Kind of.  I just wish you'd stop hitting me every time a thought of that nature crosses my mind."

"Until the thoughts cease, you will continue to get headaches."

"Then tell your sister to put some clothes on."

"I try not to tell her how to live her life."

"Well maybe you should, if you proceed to smack anyone that may be interested in her."

Maybe I will, he thought.

Tre walked in and stated, "You're such a wuss, Oafy-Wan."

"What?"

"Hmmm?"
"What did you say?"

"Huh?"

"You called me something."

"I didn't say anything."

"But I heard you say something."
"Must be hearing things."
Why must I always back him up?  Oh well here goes nothing.  I really should never taunt a real Jedi.  Rabé walked behind Obi-Wan and restated what Tre had said, "You are a wuss, but not an oaf anymore."

When Obi-Wan was about to say something back, Syerré stepped in and stated, "Don't listen to them Obi-Wan.  You're just reacting out of instinct."

Jyana walked in.  Obi-Wan was relieved that she had at least put her pants back on.  "I'm sorry I embarrassed you, Obi-Wan.  You haven't seen me in quite awhile so I guess that was a kind of a shock."

He shook his head trying to brush it away.  "It's all right."  Shock is a major understatement.

"You probably were cute back then," Rabé stated aloud, "You just can't go by cute anymore."
"Oh darn." I thought I still was…

There was no reply what so ever on Obi-Wan's part.

Wokki stood in the distance, not caring much about what was going on because he had better things to occupy his mind on than the childish behavior of human adults.  He muttered to himself, "At least me cuteness has been maintained."
Tre shook his head and responded, "Na uh.  I'm cuter."

"I'm cuter."

"No, I'm cuter."

"No you ain't.  Me cuter."

"No way.  I'm cuter."

"Ew no.  I'm cuter."

"Well I'm sexy."

"I beg to differ."

"Shut-up!  I'm still cuter."

"No one's cuter than me."

"Well I am."

"No you ain't."

Jyana walked in between the two and said, "Y'all both are wrong.  I'm still cuter."

Obi-Wan, sitting off in a corner looked up at Jyana's proclamation.  I wouldn't say that exactly.

Keldin walked up beside Obi-Wan and smacked him in the back of his head again for his thought as usual.  Then he walked into the fight and stated, "All three of you are wrong.  She's cuter."  He was pointing at Syerré.

Obi-Wan was approaching Jyana and she was not aware of such a thing. He approached the now alone Jyana and said to her, "I do believe that you were the most right."

"Do you?"

"You are cute, in your own little way."

"Thanks."

He started leaning in towards her.  All of a sudden, her lightsaber was on right between his legs, very close to him.  "If you come closer," she warned, "It'll go higher."

Where'd that lightsaber come from?  I hadn't seen it on her yet today.  He looked at her eyes and gulped.  He looked down at the weapon and at how close to his pants' crotch fabric it was and looked back up at Jyana to gulp again at her serious expression.  She's serious?
You're damn straight she's serious, Keldin sent.  He was now looking straight at Obi-Wan peering straight through his soul.  You'd better step away lively or I'll smack you again.

Obi-Wan gulped yet again and backed up mumbling, "I'm sorry."

The smirk returned to her face as she flipped off her lightsaber and responded, "It's all right.  Just don't do it again."
"I'll try."

"Don't try," Keldin stated with his eyes now closed in a meditation state to keep him from lashing out in anger at Obi-Wan's reluctance to comply with his wishes.  "Do or do not.  There is no try."

Darth Detori scanned the setting horizon.  There was a moisture farm in the distance.  She sensed the Force in that area, but it wasn't of the level she was looking for.  Then her eyes caught a glisten in the distance.  A ship in the distance.  The Force she sensed was unusually strong in that area.  She's got to be there.  She grabbed her double-ended lightsaber from her belt and headed in that direction.

Obi-Wan was inspecting the outside of his ship.  Keldin and Jyana were on the other side of the ship doing the same.  Obi-Wan saw the dark one coming towards him and screamed, "Get in the ship!"

Keldin and Jyana came running.  "What?" Jyana said before she could spot the tattooed creature.

"In the ship, Jyana," Obi-Wan repeated.

"But I want to…"
"Get in there."  

"Just do it J.," Keldin said to her and headed in behind her.

"Keldin, come back," Obi-Wan begged.

"What?" he asked coming back out.

"Your skills are needed."  Obi-Wan pulled out his lightsaber in anticipation.

Keldin did the same.

"A double?"
Keldin only nodded and smirked.  He took it and twisted it, making two out of the one.  One end he reattached to his belt.  Must match Obi-Wan in this fight, unfortunately. I'll be nice to him for now.

Thanks.

They both turned to face Darth Detori.

The maligned girl stood before Keldin.  "I will not fight you," he accosted her quietly, "Not now."

"Who are you?  The Force is unusually strong with you."  Her morose voice had a sound of asperity.

"Keldin," he stated, "You must be Jamyn Falson."
She spoke in an acrimonious manner.  "I no longer go by that name.  But how you know it is a puzzle to me."  She obviously felt he was ominous, when the opposite was that which was true.

"You're my sister."  There was something cryptic about her.  Her mask of inscrutability was well shown.

"I have no brother.  I only had a sister."

"You were told a delusion.  You left too early to meet your mother's son."

"By whom?"

"I don't know.  I never knew either one.  Your visage is very similar to the one who decimated my mother."

"I don't know what you're talking about," she responded, trying to get rid of Keldin's prying mind which found her credulous.

"You're trying to delude my attention.  You can easily procure what I'm saying.  That's why you won't kill Jyana or me.  You're not truly pestiferous.  They haven't truly maligned you.  There's still good in you, I can sense it."

"Well you'd better go check your senses for a tune up Padawan Keldin, and go back to your Master.  Maybe he can knock some sense in you."

Shrugging off the calumny, he stated boldly, "You will never win, Jamyn.  Whoever's using you as their pawn will never win.  Jamyn…"

"That's not my name!"
"Then what is it?"

She remained silent but sent, Darth Detori.  She then absconded from where she had once stood to go back to her people.  Probably a cabal of those of the Dark Side, presumably the nefarious Sith.

"Have you ever fought a Sith before?" Obi-Wan asked, interrupting Keldin's train of thought.

"Not yet."

"Well he's going to be a challenge."

"It ain't no he."

"What?"

"She's my other sister."

Jamyn… "Does Jyana know?"

"No, and you must not tell her."

Obi-Wan nodded.  All these years we thought she was dead.

"Darth Maul raised her till 15."

Obi-Wan shuddered inwardly and outwardly.  "Maul?"  Those face markings… to cover the lightning's burn marks?  "She's going to hate me."

"All nefarious Sith hate everyone, mostly those with rapport."

"And those who kill their kind."

"Don't fear Obi-Wan.  Good will always prevail.  Your time ain't up yet."

The creature, no, Jamyn, now lunged at Keldin and him, taking Obi-Wan by surprise.  Every parry he now made reminded him more and more of Qui-Gon's last fight.

Steady Obi-Wan.  Focus, Keldin encouraged.  It felt good to have some encouragement from one who so often showed him no respect, so Obi-Wan found in himself the strength to go on.  He parried and thrusted and fought with all he could.  Keldin fought better than he had that long ago with him against a double lightsaber.  For one who had no real fighting experience, he did a rather good job.  Obi-Wan was certainly impressed.  They agreed on this one thing; that Jamyn, who was now a Sith, was not going to get near her sister and take her away.  Never.  I will never let that happen to my Jyana.

Your Jyana?

Your Jyana?

Ops.  All of a sudden, Obi-Wan's lightsaber dropped to the ground, not knocked out of his hand, but thrown there by himself.  Keldin covered Obi-Wan's brief dismissal well.  Wokki quickly appeared and tossed him another lightsaber and used the Force to retrieve the discarded one.  Couldn't use Qui-Gon's lightsaber any longer.

The Sith Girl took a step back from the fight and eyed her opponents more closely.  She was obviously more patient that Darth Maul had been.  "It has been a pleasure dueling with you both but neither of you are who I'm looking for."
"You shall not have her," Keldin boldly acclaimed.

"Maybe not now, but she will be one of us."

There was a slight flicker in Obi-Wan's eyes.  Never, he thought and tried his best to cool the flame of a temper that was now rising.  His new lightsaber was still ignited and displayed a light blue color.  This lightsaber he had recently constructed so that he no longer needed to use Qui-Gon's green one.  It felt good to have his own lightsaber in his hands again.  "Was that your mission?" he asked wondering why the fight had ceased just when he had got his lightsaber.  He was more ready now for the fight.

The girl looked at him straight in the face and asked, "And who are you?  Her lover?"

Obi-Wan choked out an annoyed and embarrassed, "No."

"Well the way you think, you should be."  Hmmm, I thought my sister would be less like Mother.  Maybe she isn't.  Maybe he'll marry her first… oh, what do I care?
Obi-Wan shivered and looked at a scowling Keldin.
"And if you're not going to let me near her now I'll have to get her later.  I'm not the one to fight either one of you."  She placed a fake pleasant smirk on her face as she finished her thought, "Sorry to disappoint you young Jedi," as she walked off turning her double lightsaber's blood red blades off as well.

Keldin and Obi-Wan just stood there, shocked at the sarcasm from the Sith, lightsabers still ignited.  Keldin waved his rare white blade around, anticipating how the fight would've been had it been completed.

Tre raced out of the ship without his cloak.  His turquoise lightsaber was ignited in one hand and he was holding up his pants with the other.  "Bring on the fight!" he screamed.

Keldin looked back at him and turned off his lightsaber and stated, "You missed it."

"What?  Missed what?"

"Everything," Obi-Wan said following Keldin's suit by turning his lightsaber off.  A smirk widened across his face as he approached a confused Tre.  "Maybe if you weren't so busy preying on the innocent instead of helping them you wouldn't have missed anything."

Tre was taken aback.  "What?"

"Rabé keeping you occupied?"

Tre looked at Obi-Wan and guilt started crossing his face.  He looked at an equally smirking Keldin.  When did they join forces? he thought and flipped off his lightsaber and sulked back into the ship.

Obi-Wan sighed.  "And he thinks he's a Jedi?"

Keldin gave him a curious look.

He then realized what he had said.  "Oh, I'm just speaking from my knowledge of the Code."

"It's not what he's doing that's wrong entirely, Obi-Wan," Keldin stated, "It's his attitude about what he does."
"Does Jyana agree with that?"

"No.  That matter of the Code she likes, along with the part that you shouldn't marry."

"Shouldn't marry one who's not a Jedi.  That's what that part says."

"Really?"

Obi-Wan nodded.  "My Master always said I was to be married.  Some reason the Council thinks Jyana's the one."  I hope they are right.

"I have a few words to say about the Council…"
"Don't say them."
Darn… but he has his own feelings.  The Council's not the only one that wants Obi-Wan to marry Jaina, and he's one of them.

"I believe the Council's a big bunch of dreamers," Jyana stated, appearing in the opening of the ship and leaning against the wall.

"It's not that big of a dream, Jyana."
Keldin glared at Obi-Wan, who was now approaching his sister.

"Really?" she asked, not wanting to believe.

"It's Qui-Gon's wish, as well as your father's and mother's.  It's also Wokki's and Han's, and I'm sure the ewoks as well…"

"What do you know about the ewoks?"

"Only what Wokki has told me."

"Oh…" And what has he told him?

"This isn't something that you haven't wanted at one time," he stated looking her deep in the eyes, yet fighting the urge he felt to caress her soft, almost irresistible cheek.

She started shivering, although she had put the rest of her Jedi cloak on.  It had nothing to do with temperature, because even at night Tatooine can be hot.  It was those eyes, and possibly fear.  Obi-Wan approached her further and took her hand and kissed it gently. 

All of a sudden Keldin threw a rock at Obi-Wan's head, but Jyana used the Force to stop it right behind his head.  Damn! Keldin thought when his sister had overrun his power.  Obi-Wan looked back at the rock and knocked it down with his free hand.  "How fast was that going?"

"You don't want to know.  Trust me."

Ah.  He then looked back into her eyes and continued where he had finished before Keldin caused the brief unwanted disruption.  "I'd wish you would stop fighting what our Master's want."

"But it's not what I want."

Obi-Wan raised his eyebrow.  "Is it?"

She looked away.  His blue-green eyes were more than she could handle.  Why does he insist on tormenting me so?  He gently grabbed her wrist and touched the 10-year-old burn.  She flinched, not knowing what he was trying to say.

Keldin raced up between them and pried Obi-Wan's hand away from her wrist.  Before Keldin could, she cried, "Don't hit him!" surprising both of them.  Keldin sighed but then noticed her burn on her wrist.

"What's this?"

Obi-Wan replied for her because she found it difficult to speak, "A secret."

"Secret?"  He then inspected the wound and realized what it was.  "You hurt her!" he screamed placing the blame on Obi-Wan.  "Don't you ever touch her again!"  He dragged a reluctant Jyana back on the ship.

Obi-Wan sighed looking at Jyana.  She looked back to him and mouthed Sorry.  She had a tear in the corner of her eye.  It's up to her.  Gosh, I do love her…  Maybe it is my fault… no… she's alive, that's all that matters.  I love her… too much.  Is that possible?

It is never possible to love someone too much young Padawan.

Master?

Don't give up on her.  Never give up.  Keldin won't be in the way forever.  His father would've backed away.

His father?

Grajo Hiswe.

Oh… I remember him.

He was a good man… he's still alive.

Where?

You'll see later.  Continue loving Jyana.

I'll never stop.

Good.

Obi-Wan stood there staring into the ship and did just that.

Vaya Angele appeared beside Qui-Gon Jinn and watched Obi-Wan with him.  You have taught him well Qui-Gon, I'm proud of you.

Thank you.  That means a lot coming from you.

I know.  I'll work on my daughter.  She'll come around.

I hope so.