"Master, do you need anything else?"
Anakin Skywalker draped the blanket over the comforter, and almost
immediately turned on his heel "Maybe you need an extra pillow.." Obi Wan
grabbed his apprentice's arm.
"Annie, I'm fine really"
Anakin frowned, Obi Wan's body was wracked with seizures, they were slower
now, one every other minute, Obi Wan had declined going to the healers,
Anakin had begged, pleaded and sworn, to no avail. Obi Wan would not budge.
So Anakin resolved to take the best care of him as he could. Anakin sat beside Obi Wan, taking a little of the blankets and covering his knees. "Master I want to help you, but you won't tell me what is wrong" Obi Wan leaned back against the pillow, revealing his neck which was bandaged, Anakin winced, he should have made Obi Wan go to the healers, after the battle on Geonosis, Obi Wan had been injured more then anyone knew, but he had sat beside his padawan's beside. Anakin would never, ever forget that. He looked young, Anakin suddenly thought, his beard and his hair was cut, making the scars more prominent. Obi Wan gently took Anakin's hand "How are you coping?" Anakin shrugged "Okay, it feels weird." Obi Wan nodded "And I am sure Padme is taking good care of you, I expect you to take care of her when you leave" Anakin's jaw dropped. What was happening? He couldn't leave his master's side, not when he was ailing "Master, I can't leave you. I mean you're still hurt" Obi Wan gently smiled, playing with Anakin's braid, Anakin always loved his braid, it was the mixture of their hair, red gold twined with sandy blond, a symbol of their commitment to each other. A commitment Anakin took very seriously.
"Annie, don't be worried about the council" he soothed "I talked with them, I told them that Senator Amidala was not like the rest of the senators that you loved her.." He broke off when he realized Anakin did not look happy that his face was screwed up, he instantly became worried. "Annie, what is it?" Anakin couldn't speak, he was overwhelmed, his master was supporting him, he didn't want that. He wanted Obi Wan to yell to forbid him from seeing Padme again. No such luck. Nope he was stuck with a loving, supportive master, who would never love him as a lover but only as a padawan. He and Obi Wan had a good relationship underneath the arguments was real affection. He had been angry at Obi Wan and had gone to the room of a thousand fountains, he had met Yoda and had spilled his guts, Yoda had looked thoughtful for a moment and then had asked how he would feel if Obi Wan hadn't told him off, he had asked Anakin whether or not he felt like he got better when Obi Wan pointed his faults out to him Anakin had to admit he did. Yoda pointed out that Obi Wan only wanted the best for him, if Obi Wan didn't care then he would not bother to correct him. Anakin remembered that every time he fought with his master. "Don't worry Anakin I have given you leave for a week" he frowned suddenly "I wish it were more but it was the best I could do" Anakin thought his heart would burst a week without Obi Wan? "Yes Master" Obi Wan grinned, glad he had made his padawan happy, he would do anything for his padawan.
So Anakin resolved to take the best care of him as he could. Anakin sat beside Obi Wan, taking a little of the blankets and covering his knees. "Master I want to help you, but you won't tell me what is wrong" Obi Wan leaned back against the pillow, revealing his neck which was bandaged, Anakin winced, he should have made Obi Wan go to the healers, after the battle on Geonosis, Obi Wan had been injured more then anyone knew, but he had sat beside his padawan's beside. Anakin would never, ever forget that. He looked young, Anakin suddenly thought, his beard and his hair was cut, making the scars more prominent. Obi Wan gently took Anakin's hand "How are you coping?" Anakin shrugged "Okay, it feels weird." Obi Wan nodded "And I am sure Padme is taking good care of you, I expect you to take care of her when you leave" Anakin's jaw dropped. What was happening? He couldn't leave his master's side, not when he was ailing "Master, I can't leave you. I mean you're still hurt" Obi Wan gently smiled, playing with Anakin's braid, Anakin always loved his braid, it was the mixture of their hair, red gold twined with sandy blond, a symbol of their commitment to each other. A commitment Anakin took very seriously.
"Annie, don't be worried about the council" he soothed "I talked with them, I told them that Senator Amidala was not like the rest of the senators that you loved her.." He broke off when he realized Anakin did not look happy that his face was screwed up, he instantly became worried. "Annie, what is it?" Anakin couldn't speak, he was overwhelmed, his master was supporting him, he didn't want that. He wanted Obi Wan to yell to forbid him from seeing Padme again. No such luck. Nope he was stuck with a loving, supportive master, who would never love him as a lover but only as a padawan. He and Obi Wan had a good relationship underneath the arguments was real affection. He had been angry at Obi Wan and had gone to the room of a thousand fountains, he had met Yoda and had spilled his guts, Yoda had looked thoughtful for a moment and then had asked how he would feel if Obi Wan hadn't told him off, he had asked Anakin whether or not he felt like he got better when Obi Wan pointed his faults out to him Anakin had to admit he did. Yoda pointed out that Obi Wan only wanted the best for him, if Obi Wan didn't care then he would not bother to correct him. Anakin remembered that every time he fought with his master. "Don't worry Anakin I have given you leave for a week" he frowned suddenly "I wish it were more but it was the best I could do" Anakin thought his heart would burst a week without Obi Wan? "Yes Master" Obi Wan grinned, glad he had made his padawan happy, he would do anything for his padawan.