Chapter 11~ One on One
As the door closed behind him, Qui-Gon sighed.
"I'm sorry, he has been under some pressure."
"Have to defend your padawan, you do not."
Qui-Gon closed his mouth and stood in front of mace and Yoda.
"Much fear and anger I feel coming from him."
"He is young, but I will train him to understand. I have been focusing too much on his saber skills."
"Blame yourself, you must not."
"We worry about Xanatos. He shows so little compassion."
"Many jedi like solitude, my apprentice happens to be one of them."
"Solitude is different, my old friend."
"You can't be telling me you think my apprentice will turn."
Yoda looked at the floor in thought.
"Cautious you must be."
Qui-Gon sighed.
"I have little doubt in my padawan," he said sternly and bowed, not wanting to continue the conversation.
Mace nodded and Qui-Gon walked out.
As he started to walk towards the apartment he shared with Xanatos, Qui-Gon thought about what the council had said. 'They're wrong. My padawan will Not Turn to the dark side.'
Absentmindedly Qui-Gon found himself outside the initiate room.
Needing to see a friendly face, he walked in.
All the initiates were running around playing tag or hide-and-go-seek.
"Obi-Wan?" he asked, somewhat loudly to get his attention.
He hadn't seen the boy for months and he missed him terribly.
"Qui-Gon?!"
The jedi looked toward the right side of the room and saw Obi-Wan.
"Qui-Gon!" He yelled and ran toward him, arms open.
The tall jedi got down on his knees and was almost pushed over by Obi-Wan. Running his hand through his hair Qui-Gon realized how much he missed the boy.
"Obi-Wan, I missed you so much."
"I missed you too Qui-Gon." Obi-wan said quietly.
Sarah Engle walked in and saw the reunion. The sight almost made her cry. She had never seen Qui-Gon with such emotion on his face. She knew he had been through a lot of pain and suffering. 'This boy may just be the medicine he needs.' She thought and went to prepare dinner for the initiates.
"Qui-Gon I have so much to tell you 'bout!" Obi-Wan exclaimed as he pulled away from Qui-Gon.
"I went to school a little bit and learned lots of stuff!"
"You did? What did you learn?"
"Umm, I learned numbers and letters." He said and suddenly looked upset.
"What's wrong Obi-Wan?"
"Qui-Gon's head hurts."
'How does he know?' He thought and then stood up with him.
"Qui-Gon should go take a nap. That's what I do when I don't feel good."
Qui-Gon smiled weakly and hugged the boy.
"You know, I think you're right Obi-Wan." He said and put him down.
"When you feel better, you come back and I tell you 'bout numbers and letters?"
"Yes. Tomorrow."
"Okay Qui-Gon." He said and turned back towards his friends.
Qui-Gon sighed and went to his apartment.
"Padawan?"
He looked around the room and spotted Xanatos sitting on the floor, meditating.
"Xanatos?"
His padawan opened his eyes and looked crossly at Qui-Gon.
"So, what did the 'oh so high masters' say about me this time?"
"Xanatos, you just have to learn to control your anger."
"Control it like a jedi?"
"Yes." Qui-Gon said, keeping his voice soft.
"Well maybe if I wasn't pushed aside for those in your past and Obi-Wan, maybe my tolerance level would be higher."
"I do not push you aside!" Qui-Gon yelled, loosing his own temper.
"Yes you do! How does anyone expect me to control my hatred when you cant?"
"I don't feel hate toward you! I love you like a son Xanatos!"
"No you don't! You can only love that initiate!" And with that Xanatos stormed into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him.
~TBC~
As the door closed behind him, Qui-Gon sighed.
"I'm sorry, he has been under some pressure."
"Have to defend your padawan, you do not."
Qui-Gon closed his mouth and stood in front of mace and Yoda.
"Much fear and anger I feel coming from him."
"He is young, but I will train him to understand. I have been focusing too much on his saber skills."
"Blame yourself, you must not."
"We worry about Xanatos. He shows so little compassion."
"Many jedi like solitude, my apprentice happens to be one of them."
"Solitude is different, my old friend."
"You can't be telling me you think my apprentice will turn."
Yoda looked at the floor in thought.
"Cautious you must be."
Qui-Gon sighed.
"I have little doubt in my padawan," he said sternly and bowed, not wanting to continue the conversation.
Mace nodded and Qui-Gon walked out.
As he started to walk towards the apartment he shared with Xanatos, Qui-Gon thought about what the council had said. 'They're wrong. My padawan will Not Turn to the dark side.'
Absentmindedly Qui-Gon found himself outside the initiate room.
Needing to see a friendly face, he walked in.
All the initiates were running around playing tag or hide-and-go-seek.
"Obi-Wan?" he asked, somewhat loudly to get his attention.
He hadn't seen the boy for months and he missed him terribly.
"Qui-Gon?!"
The jedi looked toward the right side of the room and saw Obi-Wan.
"Qui-Gon!" He yelled and ran toward him, arms open.
The tall jedi got down on his knees and was almost pushed over by Obi-Wan. Running his hand through his hair Qui-Gon realized how much he missed the boy.
"Obi-Wan, I missed you so much."
"I missed you too Qui-Gon." Obi-wan said quietly.
Sarah Engle walked in and saw the reunion. The sight almost made her cry. She had never seen Qui-Gon with such emotion on his face. She knew he had been through a lot of pain and suffering. 'This boy may just be the medicine he needs.' She thought and went to prepare dinner for the initiates.
"Qui-Gon I have so much to tell you 'bout!" Obi-Wan exclaimed as he pulled away from Qui-Gon.
"I went to school a little bit and learned lots of stuff!"
"You did? What did you learn?"
"Umm, I learned numbers and letters." He said and suddenly looked upset.
"What's wrong Obi-Wan?"
"Qui-Gon's head hurts."
'How does he know?' He thought and then stood up with him.
"Qui-Gon should go take a nap. That's what I do when I don't feel good."
Qui-Gon smiled weakly and hugged the boy.
"You know, I think you're right Obi-Wan." He said and put him down.
"When you feel better, you come back and I tell you 'bout numbers and letters?"
"Yes. Tomorrow."
"Okay Qui-Gon." He said and turned back towards his friends.
Qui-Gon sighed and went to his apartment.
"Padawan?"
He looked around the room and spotted Xanatos sitting on the floor, meditating.
"Xanatos?"
His padawan opened his eyes and looked crossly at Qui-Gon.
"So, what did the 'oh so high masters' say about me this time?"
"Xanatos, you just have to learn to control your anger."
"Control it like a jedi?"
"Yes." Qui-Gon said, keeping his voice soft.
"Well maybe if I wasn't pushed aside for those in your past and Obi-Wan, maybe my tolerance level would be higher."
"I do not push you aside!" Qui-Gon yelled, loosing his own temper.
"Yes you do! How does anyone expect me to control my hatred when you cant?"
"I don't feel hate toward you! I love you like a son Xanatos!"
"No you don't! You can only love that initiate!" And with that Xanatos stormed into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him.
~TBC~