First chap = disclaimer
Extra special thanks to all reviewers
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Jaina shivered as she walked into the prison. It was not a place that she liked to be at, but it she needed to talk to someone, and Ani was the only one she could truly talk to. Qui-Gon was way to close to being Obi-Wan's father, Anakin would probably freak, and Luke would most likely go off into denial that Obi-Wan was even a man.
Ani grinned at his granddaughter. "Came to talk shop?" He asked as she sat down.
"Talk shop?" Jaina parroted, confused.
"You know, droids, ships, annoying Jedi Masters…"
"How did you know what I came to talk about?"
"The Force told me."
Jaina squinted at Ani. "The Force didn't tell you."
"Alright, so Jacen sent me a voice message that alluded to the fact that you and Obi-Wan had had a cozy talk the other night."
Jaina frowned. How did Jacen know anything from that talk? She and Obi-Wan didn't even talk about anything that could be remotely construed as romantic. Annoyed at her brother's perceptiveness of her feelings, Jaina decided to at least shock her grandfather.
"We slept together."
Ani's eyebrows made contact with his hair line. Blindly he groped with the Force to ascertain Jaina's aura. She was telling the truth. Breath did not come even though his mouth was opening and closing.
"Ani! Breathe!" Jaina's voice went through the protective barrier with an additional push from the Force.
"You What?" Ani croaked out.
"We slept together, on the same cot on the same starship at the same time."
"I thought Obi-Wan never got horny."
"Horny, who said anything about getting naked? I just said we slept together. That's the problem. We just slept together. He didn't even look embarrassed."
Ani regained his senses enough to muster a glare before he erupted into chuckles.
"You really had me going for a second there. I thought Obi-Wan had finally gotten off of his prefect Jedi bent."
"So, you think it is impossible for him to have anything but a platonic relationship?"
"Oh, pretty much close to impossible."
"Oh," was all Jaina had to say. She had not realized how much she liked the idea of being close to Obi-Wan until the opportunity was taken away.
"Jaina, I said that it was nigh on close to impossible. But you do have to remember that doing the impossible runs in your family, and I for one think that Obi needs a happy ending for once is his life."
"You realize that you are encouraging me to give my parents, siblings, friends, and crew mates heart attacks."
"Jaina, I'm encouraging you to go after a man who exhibits the sexual passion of an armchair. He'll probably be the one with the heart attack. There is only so much he can deny and repress before something gives, you know."
"Do you think he likes me?"
"Of course."
"How can you tell? I mean, you yourself said that he isn't exactly…ummm…"
"Chomping at the bit for a girlfriend? I said Obi doesn't exhibit those feelings, not that he doesn't have them. As for him liking you, he likes you. You're just the type of person he hangs out with. 1. You're a Skywalker, 2. You're a Jedi, 3.You're good looking, 4. You fight with him, which is very important to him by the way, and 5. You have just that tiny bit of a defiant streak in you. He can't help but play with that kind of fire."
"You know, I thought that this would be a bit more awkward."
Ani smiled. "Chalk it up to the fact that this is the first fun conversation I've had since I was tossed in this wretched place. Now, go make Obi-Wan nervous for me."
Jaina grinned. "Anything for you, Grandpa."
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Tahiri smiled complacently at Anakin as he fumbled at his attempts at small talk. He had taken her on a date to a fancy Coruscant restaurant. The instant they had been seated, he had turned into a stuttering idiot. It had continued until the food arrived. They ate. Then the stuttering had resumed the instant they had finished dessert.
She supposed it had something to do with the dress Jaina had loaned her. It was a pale green that plunged at the neckline. Because of Jaina's taller stature, the dress was floor length on Tahiri where it wasn't on the pilot. Still, it didn't appear to matter to Anakin. He had long since resorted to just grinning mindlessly at her.
Suddenly, Anakin's face switched from delirious to concerned to amused.
"Anakin?" Tahiri asked of his sudden mood change.
Chuckling, Anakin subtly gestured to a table off to Tahiri's left. There sat Obi-Wan Kenobi looking for the world like he was sleeping with his eyes open. There were five prominent senators seated around the Jedi Master, all of whom were making grand political statements that basically said nothing.
"Master looks so bored. Why don't we go liven things up for him?"
"Anakin, I don't think Master Kenobi would be pleased if we interrupted."
"Who said anything about interrupting? I was suggesting that we go dance." He gestured to the mostly barren dance floor that was in plain view of Obi-Wan's glazed over eyes.
Tahiri nodded her consent. She was surprised when Anakin pulled her close as they began to slow dance to the band that was playing. As they continued, Anakin left very little space between them as they continued to move together. Tahiri sighed as she leaned her head against Anakin's shoulder. Absently she felt his hand begin to slide lower on her back.
Then he spun her around and pulled her back to him. He grinned at her questioning look and gestured behind him with a look of his own. Tahiri peered around Anakin's shoulder to see that Obi-Wan was definitely not asleep. He looked rather surprised that things had progressed so quickly.
Brazenly, Tahiri smiled and waved. Anakin smiled and blew a kiss as he escorted Tahiri off the floor and out of the restaurant.
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