No words were spoken between Anakin and Padme, there was nothing to say and
Anakin was too absorbed in his own musings to notice the woman strolling
next to him. In his mind he could still see Obi Wan, and he didn't look
well, Anakin hated the idea of leaving him but he had had no choice.
He was torn in two, his heart belonged on courascant yet his duty drove him
to Naboo he was so deep In thought that he didn't notice that Padme had
grabbed his hand gently, she almost shyly smiled and he returned it.
Padme was wonderful Anakin knew, kind and gentle, he did truly love her, he just wasn't in love with her. He thought back to the days of their whirlwind courtship, it seemed easy now to see how he had fallen for her, his master out of sight made it easy for him to turn his attention elsewhere. He was wrong, his heart ached to be with Obi Wan's, he had heard of bondmates or soulmates when he had mentioned it to Obi Wan he had laughed and asked his padawan teasingly "And what kind of person would want to be connected by the soul to me for eternity?" Anakin had looked into his eyes and said firmly "Me" But Obi Wan had just smiled gently, and had hugged him, he had looked at him reproachfully "Ani, you and I can barely go an hour without arguing!" Anakin had just leaned in closer, small moments between them where few and far between and he loved them. So why did he think something was wrong?
Obi Wan shut his eyes and practiced the breathing techiniques the healers had taught him for the pain, but nothing happened, his whole body was on fire and he felt like his breath was constricted. Bant gently sat beside her friend and applied another injection until Obi Wan's pained expression faded. "Ben, let me send for Anakin" she pleaded she knew that Obi Wan took great comfort in his padawan and the Calamarian suspected that the feelings were more then friendship. Obi Wan shook his head "No, he is safe, that is all that is important to me" Bant sighed at his stubbornness.
The night cloaked Naboo, it was comforting but Anakin could not sleep, he stared out of the window, losing himself in the beauty of Naboo trying to focus in on the presence of his master. He couldn't. Obi Wan was blocking him, Anakin clenched his fists tightly but not in anger, but in desperation. Never in ten years had Obi Wan blanked him, not even in the worst of their fights, Anakin didn't understand, he was too far away and had been warned not to contact the temple unless it was an emergency.
Anakin tried to find his center but couldn't, he felt cast off and alone, and he hadn't felt that in a long time. It had taken Obi Wan a long time to open up and Anakin wasn't going to let him sink back into his shell, he loved his master, Anakin blinked he hadn't realized he had said it out loud. He had never had the courage before. Anakin tilted his head up to the sky, pinpointing one bright star that belonged to him and Obi Wan, it was theirs and Anakin always knew it was there above him guiding him as Obi Wan did. But now for the first time it seemed very far away.
Padme was wonderful Anakin knew, kind and gentle, he did truly love her, he just wasn't in love with her. He thought back to the days of their whirlwind courtship, it seemed easy now to see how he had fallen for her, his master out of sight made it easy for him to turn his attention elsewhere. He was wrong, his heart ached to be with Obi Wan's, he had heard of bondmates or soulmates when he had mentioned it to Obi Wan he had laughed and asked his padawan teasingly "And what kind of person would want to be connected by the soul to me for eternity?" Anakin had looked into his eyes and said firmly "Me" But Obi Wan had just smiled gently, and had hugged him, he had looked at him reproachfully "Ani, you and I can barely go an hour without arguing!" Anakin had just leaned in closer, small moments between them where few and far between and he loved them. So why did he think something was wrong?
Obi Wan shut his eyes and practiced the breathing techiniques the healers had taught him for the pain, but nothing happened, his whole body was on fire and he felt like his breath was constricted. Bant gently sat beside her friend and applied another injection until Obi Wan's pained expression faded. "Ben, let me send for Anakin" she pleaded she knew that Obi Wan took great comfort in his padawan and the Calamarian suspected that the feelings were more then friendship. Obi Wan shook his head "No, he is safe, that is all that is important to me" Bant sighed at his stubbornness.
The night cloaked Naboo, it was comforting but Anakin could not sleep, he stared out of the window, losing himself in the beauty of Naboo trying to focus in on the presence of his master. He couldn't. Obi Wan was blocking him, Anakin clenched his fists tightly but not in anger, but in desperation. Never in ten years had Obi Wan blanked him, not even in the worst of their fights, Anakin didn't understand, he was too far away and had been warned not to contact the temple unless it was an emergency.
Anakin tried to find his center but couldn't, he felt cast off and alone, and he hadn't felt that in a long time. It had taken Obi Wan a long time to open up and Anakin wasn't going to let him sink back into his shell, he loved his master, Anakin blinked he hadn't realized he had said it out loud. He had never had the courage before. Anakin tilted his head up to the sky, pinpointing one bright star that belonged to him and Obi Wan, it was theirs and Anakin always knew it was there above him guiding him as Obi Wan did. But now for the first time it seemed very far away.