Disclaimer: See chapter 1
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Chapter 4
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It was time for Anakin's lightsabre practise. The teacher, Adi Gallia had gone to fetch some tea on the break, leaving the padawans perform on the stage unsupervised. Ayisha was watching and laughed as Qiwirl, a Calamarian slipped backwards and tumbled to the floor.
"If you think it's so damn funny why don't you try sparring? It's not as easy as it looks!" he shouted.
Ayisha stepped on the stage and looked at him in the eye: "Ok. Annie I need your lightsabre."
"What? Why is it me all the time?"
Qiwirl poked him with his elbow, whispering: "Don't you see? Couples share things."
"We're not a couple!" Annie hissed back.
"Just give it to me ok?" she pleaded. "I promise not to break it or anything."
Annie handed the sabre over, instructing the girl. "I put it on safe mode so you won't get hurt."
Qiwirl and others snickered together. Annie heard them talking about someone protecting his girlfriend and almost headed for their throats until he looked Ayisha in awe: the girl swirled the sabre as though she'd always known how to handle it.
Until Adi returned.
"Hey what are you doing?"
Annie tried to get the lightsabre out of Ayisha's hands in time but he tripped on her, she lost her grip and the sabre flew in the air - until the hilt hit a ventilator blade on the ceiling and got cut in half.
"NOOOOO not again!!!!" Anakin passed out, lying on top of her.
Ayisha tried to lift him off the awkward position with the help of Master Gallia, while the other padawans had another great laugh.
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Anakin woke up with a great headache. After a while he realised he was at the infirmary. And after thinking a bit more he remembered. A healer came to check that everything was normal and then he left the room.
After a while Ayisha entered. "How are you?" she asked.
"Sorry to tell you, but I'll live."
"Don't be like that."
"Like what? Like pissed off because you broke my lightsabre? Annoied because you came here and take over my life? Angry because you took my bed AND I have to stay at the couch!" He said, scowling at her.
"First of all, it wasn't only me who broke the sabre, you helped with that too. And your life, well I'm not going to be here forever, so just like you said you'll live. But about your bed... maybe we could take turns. Meaning that you can sleep there every other night and I'll sleep there every other
too. Of course different nights. So what that sounds like?"
Anakin still sulked.
"Oh stop being a baby!"
"I'm not a baby", he said smiling now,"and yes it sounds a lot better than only me sleeping at the couch."
"Now, that's more like it! I leave now and let Babe-Wan in."
"How come you call him 'Babe-Wan'?"
"I'll tell you some other time, but this much I can say now: he doesn't like me calling him that." She said with a smirk and walked out the room.
Obi-Wan entered the room. "Are you allright?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Good."
There was a silence.
"When are you going to learn that some day your lightsabre will save your life and if it is broken you may die or at leas be very seriously hurt?" Obi said with a great sigh.
"I'm learning all the time you know. And one day I may even get it." Annie smirked.
They both laughed.
"Okay, let's get you out of here." Obi reached a hand and helped his padawan up. "You think you can walk?"
Annie tried his slightly wobbly knees. "Sure. But master, do you know why my head hurts so badly?"
Obi chuckled. "Well... Adi had to stay in the class to calm down the rest of your year mates. They were choking on laughter, you know. So Ayisha had to take you to the infirmary herself and she couldn't lift you. So she dragged you pulling on your braid."
"What? You gotta be kidding me!"
"Healer Ignes said you looked like a dirty rag once you arrived, like Ayisha had used you to clean the Temple halls!"
TBC
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Chapter 4
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It was time for Anakin's lightsabre practise. The teacher, Adi Gallia had gone to fetch some tea on the break, leaving the padawans perform on the stage unsupervised. Ayisha was watching and laughed as Qiwirl, a Calamarian slipped backwards and tumbled to the floor.
"If you think it's so damn funny why don't you try sparring? It's not as easy as it looks!" he shouted.
Ayisha stepped on the stage and looked at him in the eye: "Ok. Annie I need your lightsabre."
"What? Why is it me all the time?"
Qiwirl poked him with his elbow, whispering: "Don't you see? Couples share things."
"We're not a couple!" Annie hissed back.
"Just give it to me ok?" she pleaded. "I promise not to break it or anything."
Annie handed the sabre over, instructing the girl. "I put it on safe mode so you won't get hurt."
Qiwirl and others snickered together. Annie heard them talking about someone protecting his girlfriend and almost headed for their throats until he looked Ayisha in awe: the girl swirled the sabre as though she'd always known how to handle it.
Until Adi returned.
"Hey what are you doing?"
Annie tried to get the lightsabre out of Ayisha's hands in time but he tripped on her, she lost her grip and the sabre flew in the air - until the hilt hit a ventilator blade on the ceiling and got cut in half.
"NOOOOO not again!!!!" Anakin passed out, lying on top of her.
Ayisha tried to lift him off the awkward position with the help of Master Gallia, while the other padawans had another great laugh.
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Anakin woke up with a great headache. After a while he realised he was at the infirmary. And after thinking a bit more he remembered. A healer came to check that everything was normal and then he left the room.
After a while Ayisha entered. "How are you?" she asked.
"Sorry to tell you, but I'll live."
"Don't be like that."
"Like what? Like pissed off because you broke my lightsabre? Annoied because you came here and take over my life? Angry because you took my bed AND I have to stay at the couch!" He said, scowling at her.
"First of all, it wasn't only me who broke the sabre, you helped with that too. And your life, well I'm not going to be here forever, so just like you said you'll live. But about your bed... maybe we could take turns. Meaning that you can sleep there every other night and I'll sleep there every other
too. Of course different nights. So what that sounds like?"
Anakin still sulked.
"Oh stop being a baby!"
"I'm not a baby", he said smiling now,"and yes it sounds a lot better than only me sleeping at the couch."
"Now, that's more like it! I leave now and let Babe-Wan in."
"How come you call him 'Babe-Wan'?"
"I'll tell you some other time, but this much I can say now: he doesn't like me calling him that." She said with a smirk and walked out the room.
Obi-Wan entered the room. "Are you allright?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Good."
There was a silence.
"When are you going to learn that some day your lightsabre will save your life and if it is broken you may die or at leas be very seriously hurt?" Obi said with a great sigh.
"I'm learning all the time you know. And one day I may even get it." Annie smirked.
They both laughed.
"Okay, let's get you out of here." Obi reached a hand and helped his padawan up. "You think you can walk?"
Annie tried his slightly wobbly knees. "Sure. But master, do you know why my head hurts so badly?"
Obi chuckled. "Well... Adi had to stay in the class to calm down the rest of your year mates. They were choking on laughter, you know. So Ayisha had to take you to the infirmary herself and she couldn't lift you. So she dragged you pulling on your braid."
"What? You gotta be kidding me!"
"Healer Ignes said you looked like a dirty rag once you arrived, like Ayisha had used you to clean the Temple halls!"
TBC
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