Futures Past

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Chapter 11- Longing

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Obi Wan had been longing for a moment like this, ever since he had reminisced about his crush on Padmé, he hadn't been able to get her out of his head. In fact, though his memory was a little foggy now, he thought he remembered dreaming about her before she woke him. He felt a stab of guilt, here he was hugging the one woman Anakin loved more than anyone in the world, and he was enjoying it!

The fruity smell in Padmé's chestnut hair filled his head, clouding his senses. Anakin was right, she certainly was intoxicating. He felt her soft lips graze against his rough cheek and it was all he could do to suppress a shudder of pleasure. His culpability threatened to consume him right there, what he had felt for he was buried in the past, wasn't it?

Padmé felt Obi Wan tense up and pulled away, looking into his stormy eyes. These eyes really were the window to the soul, so many emotions sparkled in them, though the rest of his face was sentiment free.

"What's wrong?" She asked worried.

Obi Wan exhaled shakily. "You can't hold me like this. You shouldn't… touch me." His eyes were so full of pain Padmé was a little taken aback.

"Why? You need some comfort, for someone to show humanity, you Jedi are so cold."

"Because… Because of Anakin. If he could see me now, what would he think?" His voice wasn't without a touch of irony that he felt.

"I hope he would have more trust in me than to think anything of it." Obi Wan thought his heart might break.

This meant nothing to her, it was just her attempt to comfort him, when really she was killing him slowly with every touch, every look of concern, every breath.

He hated himself for feeling this way, he couldn't even explain why, maybe just a lustful fantasy from his fevered mind, it was late at night, she was the only woman who'd ever showed him tenderness like this, maybe he was just curious as to what love was like, yes that must've been it.

"I'm sorry, I'm just feeling a little groggy, I really am grateful that you care, but somehow it feels like I'm betraying Anakin just to hold you like this."

"If it makes you uncomfortable." Padmé pulled away, almost a little hurt.

"Sorry. And thank you, for coming to check on me." He tried to smile and sit up again but on succeeded in hurting his wound again.

"Blast this damn annoying… thing!" He cursed.

Padmé laughed. "That's about the angriest I've seen you get, over a little wound, tsk, I thought you were meant to be a mighty Jedi Knight!"

"Sure, laugh it up!" He pouted comically.

"Shh!" She giggled, "You're making me laugh enough to wake the entire temple!"

"Go quickly then, before we're caught." He tried to give her a suave cool look but only succeeded in making Padmé laugh harder.

"Alright I'm going! Night Master. Sweet dreams" She put emphasis on master and licked her lips, winking.

"Oh I love it when you talk dirty." He quipped and she stumbled into the hall still giggling.

She pushed the door open to her room still chuckling when she felt something blocking her way.

"Where were you?" Anakin's voice was low and tight.

"Nowhere Ani, go back to bed."

"Don't talk down at me Padmé and don't lie. Where were you?"

"Talk down at you?"

"You order me around as if I'm a little boy. Well I'm not! I'm your HUSBAND!" He yelled out angrily. "Now WHERE WERE YOU?!"

"Anakin don't get so upset, does it matter?"

"I saw you." His voice cracked slightly, and he choked the words out as if it were the greatest sin ever committed.

"Saw what?"

"YOU! YOU AND OBI WAN!? WHAT PADMÉ DON'T YOU REMEMBER?" He exploded, anger burning like fire in his eyes.

"Anakin calm down, it's not-"

"Don't try and deny it! I saw you kiss him… I saw everything." He trailed off.

"Anakin, I had a nightmare okay? I thought that someone was trying to hurt him, I hugged him for comfort, he felt down that's all. I feel nothing Anakin, I love you!" That was a lie and she knew it, she felt something, she just wasn't ready to admit it, probably just friendship, nothing more. Though he did look nice with his top off…Where did that come from?! She mentally scolded herself and turned back to look at Anakin.

"I love you Ani, you know that." She murmured.

"Good." He said almost petulantly, moving behind her, entwining his fingers in hers. Then leaning over and kissing her shoulder and up her collarbone, his other arm wrapped round her waist and his hand rested on her hip.

"Because you're mine, forever, just like I'm yours." He whispered in her ear.

Padmé just nodded. She hated it when Anakin was like this, like she was his property and he was marking his territory, but she had the feeling that the problem would get worse before it got better.

"Lets go back to bed?" He appealed kissing her shoulder again.

He didn't wait for a response, just led her, tugging on her arm, back into his bed, and she was powerless to resist him.

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"Master Kenobi, awake I see?" Yoda smiled watching Obi Wan propped up by pillows, attempting to eat some Carbosyrup and blap-bread, looking decidedly bored with trying to reach his mouth without moving his head and neck.

"Master Yoda. What a pleasure to see you."

"As to see you it is. Good news I have, appointing your Padawan to trainee Jedi Knight I am, free from his tuition you are."

"That is good news." Obi Wan smiled, "I am proud of him, his work on Rishi was good, if a little reckless at times, he solved all the problems that arose, admittedly some of which he created himself, but he didn't disappoint me. When will the ceremony be?"

"As soon as well enough to attend you are, a few days perhaps. But something else there is I wish to discuss with you Obi Wan."

"What Master?"

"Know did you, of Skywalker and Senator Amidala's relationship?"

 "In part, maybe, I know that he loves her, and that they are 'together'." He hoped he didn't sound bitter.

"And stop it you did not?"

"What would you have had me do Master? You assigned him to protect her, I couldn't stop it, and you must sense that it is their destiny? Naboo was not the least romantic place they could've been sent to either!"

Yoda nodded silently, then sighed heavily.

"Destroy them it will, dangerous it could prove. Bitter are you not about them?"

"What do you mean Master?"

Yoda scrutinized him closely. "Hmm… perhaps not." He did what passed as raising an eyebrow.

"When you are recovered fully we will present to your Padawan his knighthood. May the Force be with you."

"May the Force be with you Master." Obi Wan nodded as Yoda hobbled out.

Does he know? Because if he does it'd be good for someone to inform me, as I sure don't. He sighed and went back to his Carbosyrup.

"Blast! Cold."

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Padmé sat in the Room of a Thousand Fountains, Obi Wan had recommended it to her while she helped him walk about. He was using crutches as he had damaged his leg in the fall so Padmé had agreed to watch him.

She had also discovered the Jedi's library, it was a paradise for her, so many amazing books by the thousands. She had found so many things that interested her but she had settled to popular old myths and fantasy stories, she didn't want any politics right now, she was taking a vacation from that, though it was obvious Palpatine must know where she was, he wouldn't try anything again surely?

She looked up at Obi Wan opposite her, head stuck in a book of Jedi lore. He looked up and his gaze met hers, she giggled and looked down, almost embarrassed he had caught her looking.

Anakin came walking slowly up, he had been watching the two read for some time and decided to make his presence known.

"Hi beautiful." He sat by Padmé and as she turned to greet him he crashed his lips into hers, kissing her hungrily and forcefully, his hands roaming over her curves, pulling her tightly to him.

Obi Wan looked on this with a resentful disgust. It was clear to him that Anakin was sending him a message, it came off him in waves. The Jedi Knight was quite disturbed by his former protégé's behaviour, how childishly he was acting, treating Padmé like a sexual object.

Anakin pulled away breathlessly, tossing a satisfied sneer at Obi Wan.

"What's wrong Master?" He smirked. "She loves me, ME."

"Anakin, what's got into you?" Padmé asked, shocked as Obi Wan was at Anakin's overprotective behaviour.

"Aren't I allowed to show the woman I love affection sometimes?"

"We are in the Jedi Temple Anakin, just because Master Yoda knows does not mean that you can flaunt it about the place, it is still forbidden, whether you acknowledge the rules or not."

"Master Yoda knows?" Padmé gasped, panicked.

"It's alright he doesn't mind." Anakin reassured her.

"He most certainly does mind, he is just ignoring it, if you wave it in the Masters' faces, Master Yoda will have no choice but to expel you from the order, you are jeopardising it yourself Anakin."

Anakin said nothing, just stared angrily at the ground.

"I think I will leave, I need to meditate." Obi Wan heaved himself up with much difficulty.

"Let me help you." Padmé stood up, but Anakin put a hand firmly on her leg.

Obi Wan watched him carefully.

"No really Milady, its fine, I have to manage myself, I have the Force to help me." He bowed to the couple and hobbled gingerly away.

"Finally, I thought he'd never leave." Anakin smiled nuzzling back to Padmé.

"Anakin!" She pushed him away, "You heard what he said, I won't have you throw your training and life away for me."

"But you are my life…" He mumbled kissing the base of her neck.

Padmé let out an involuntary moan then caught herself, pushing him away, glad there were no others in the room.

"No Anakin. I'm going back to my room, you should commune with the Force, ask for guidance on this."

"But-" Anakin started but Padmé was already gone.

"Fine." Anakin frowned and closed his eyes.

This is all Obi Wan's fault.

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