Sorry it took so long, everyone. I've been having some trouble with uploading everything and plus with the end of the school year coming the teachers really load you full of homework! Enjoy the next chappie!!~ewankenobi2002

Part 5

"Obi-Wan's 'Brilliant' Idea"

Living with Obi-Wan wasn't as bad as you thought. Sure, he stole the blankets, uses up most of the hot water and meditated most of the time, but he was a great flat-mate. You each did your separate things during the day, but at night it was "spend-it-together" time. You'd both sit down together for dinner, talk about each others day, clean up, then spend the rest of the night on the couch. (The new one that he just bought you,  I might add)

It was nice, just having the two of you together. It was much different then when he was your patient, though. But you're happy. You like the little looks he gives you or when you catch him watching you even though he was trying to be discrete. It made you feel special. Scratch that, it made you feel more than special. It made you feel loved.

Tonight you both sit at the dinner table, eating spaghetti. It was his turn to cook, and he really went all out. Spaghetti, garlic bread, a green salad, some of the best red Merlot, and to top it all off it was set to candle light. Something was up. He was trying to be romantic, and it was funny.

"What's with the candles?" you ask. He stares at you for a moment, a red color starting to tint his cheeks. You sniff the air, "Is that…vanilla?"

He blushes even more so, then smile coyly, "I though it would set the mood"

"What mood?" you ask, as you  sit down.

"Um…the mood…that is going to be set?"

"Okay…so  there's a mood to be set?"

"Yes"

"Okay then." You say. You place a fork full of spaghetti and sigh with delight. You'd never guess that Kenobi had wonderful culinary skills. You swallow and take a bite of bread washing it down with a wonderful sip of wine.

Kenobi takes small bites, staring at you through half open eyes. He sips his wine then looks at you, his eyes a teal green. Uh-oh. You've never seen that color before. You start to wonder when his eyes run of colors to change in to.

He drops his fork and it lands with a small clatter on the plate. You stare up at him, your mouth half full of salad.

He clears his throat, "I…I um…I like this." He says, waving a pointed finger between the both of you.

"This?" you repeat his hand motion.

"Precisely."

"Really?" You stare at him, "I'm lost. What is this?" You repeat the motion once more.

"This, as in you and I" you nod telling him to continue, "I've been think about the time that we've been together, living together, and I really like what's developed between us." He explains.

"Okay." You nod again. Okay, you really don't know where this is going.

"And I have a brilliant idea. It's crazy but it just might work!" he says clapping his hands together and smiling that goofy, cheesy grin of his.

"Really? Oh, do tell. But please, you sound like you're tying to take over the planet or something." You say.

"Oh, well, it's not that complex, but it's pretty…um…up there on my priority list." He stumbles.

"Spit it out. What are you trying to say?" You lean on your elbows, staring at him, and he blushes even more.

"Um…well…I…here" He takes his saber off of his belt and plops it on the table. You stare at the hilt of the saber, then back at him.

"Okay, and this is for…" you wave your hand about, "Let me guess, this is Charades. Two words? Is it a movie? Noun?" You sigh, "Obi-Wan, stop waving your hands around as if I'm a plane and you're trying to help me land. Just spit it out, for God's sake!"

He stares at you, taking deep breaths. His back is stiff and he looks at the hilt then back to you, "Will you marry me?"

Your breath hitches and you stare at him with wide eyes. You never expected him to ask you that!

"What does a lightsaber have to do with getting married?" you squeak.

"Um…well, it's kind of like a proposal. You keep it until you've made up your mind. Then when you have, if you answer 'yes' you give it back, if you answer 'no' you have someone else give it back to me." He blushes and moves to grab it, "But I can see maybe this wasn't the best idea."

"Wait, wait, wait." You say, stopping him, "I never said 'yes' or 'no'" You pick up the saber and stare at it's gleaming silver hilt. Well. What a way to top off dinner.

"I'll think about it." You say, standing.

He nods, standing with you. He's flushing up the roots of his golden hair, and you smile slightly to see the unflappable Jedi Master in such a state of distress.

You stare at the saber for a moment. But really, lets analyze this. What was there truly to think about?

He's cute, funny, smart, strong, a Jedi, what more could you want? He's a great conversationalist (when he wants to be) kind, tender, and he really cares a lot about you.

Plus, you're in love with him. And he's in love with you. What more could a girl ask for?

You take one more look at the saber, then smile, and hand it back to him.

He stares at the saber in his hands with wide eyes, then back at you.

"I've thought about it." You whisper, blushing.

He smiles brightly and places his saber back to it's rightly place on his right hip. He walks around the table and to you, hugging you gently.

"You won't regret it. I promise." He says softly and you nod into his shoulder. Wow. Your first real romantic moment. You kind of like it.

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Aw…Ben's so romantic when he wants to be. I hope everyone liked this chapter. I kind of wrote more for my own benefit *blushes* but I hope everyone likes it all the same. Can you believe that there's only one more chappie!? *Starts to cry again* I need a hanky…R/R please~ewankenobi