PART SEVEN: WHAT ABOUT US?
He took a deep breath. "It's unlike anything I've--"
"Hey, Bant. Obi-Wan. What's this 'it's like anything you've--', Obi?" someone interrupted him.
"Hey, Siri. Ooh, guess what--" Bant pulled her aside.
Siri Tachi, a human and friend of the two. She always had a nagging to pull Obi-Wan into a competition, knowing he would never turn it down. She had flowing, yellow hair, though it was cut in the fashion of a human Padawan, closely-cropped. She had a nag to where clothes fit for a guy to hide her image, especially during a mission. She was a tough character, who took things seriously – when she needed to. For a short while, Jedi Padawan at the Temple would joke how Siri and Obi-Wan would make a good couple, if the Council would actually permit love. For some time after Obi- Wan had left the Order in the beginning of his training, Siri refused to talk to him. It took nearly three years to create amends, but Obi-Wan couldn't help but question how strong their relationship really was. There was one time, for a few weeks, nearly nine years ago, when they did try to have a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship – but backfired when their masters found out about it. It wasn't really upset since the two were in fact still teenagers, exploring that human nature.
"Bant...." Obi-Wan's voice was low.
She looked at him, innocently. "C'mon. Please?"
"No." He shook his head. and threw up his head to Siri. "Hey, Siri."
"What's going on?" Siri grew curious.
"Obi's got a secret," Bant said happily.
"What? Obi-Wan has a secret," she eyed Obi-Wan.
His eyes dropped to the ground.
"I know what it is," Bant said, sing-songly.
"Ooh. Tell me," Siri eyes grew wide.
"Obi's got--"
Obi-Wan jumped in front of the two girls. "Well, would you look at the time?! It's getting a little late. Ya know, we should all head back to the our rooms and get ready for tonight."
"Nonsense, Obi. We still got a few hours. So, Bant, what is it?" Siri pushed Obi-Wan aside.
"Obi's gotta girlfriend!" Bant said loudly.
Obi-Wan groaned and sunk into the wall. Jedi in the distant turned to look at them. He felt like an idiot. He felt small...again.
Siri gasped and winked at the Mon Calamarian. "No. Really? Obi-Wan has a girlfriend?" She turned to look at the small Jedi. "What about us, Obi? Huh?"
"We never had anything. Maybe for a few weeks, but that was it. I mean, we're still good friends," he muttered.
Her eyes narrowed. "Oh, no, you just did not say that, Obi-Wan Ben Kenobi."
Obi-Wan's eyes widened. No one had ever directed him that way, except Qui- Gon. And that's when he got into major trouble.
"Hey. Get this. Says this girl gives him more comfort than the Force."
Siri noted the comment and approached the Jedi sitting on the floor. "What about us, Obi-Wan? What was I to you?"
"I don't know what you're talkin' about!" Obi-Wan looked at her confused. "That was nine years ago. Things happen. Things change. We were only teenagers!"
"What about me, Obi-Wan?" Bant confronted him.
Obi-Wan shot her a confused look and got to his feet. He felt like the loner in this, but he felt something else was amiss. He was a good friend to them both, but never did it really get anywhere farther than that – only for a few weeks with Siri. But it never got farther than second base, he thought, but of course, he could of forgotten, with everything else to worry about. And now, no one was going to back him up on this. They pushed him against the wall, before he had the chance to say anything.
"What?! Did I miss something?" he looked at them, lost.
"How could you do this to us?! I thought you loved me," Siri was in tears.
Obi-Wan looked at Bant who only glared at him. They were causing a scene and he didn't like that too much.
"I--- Well, yeah. I do---but," he stuttered.
"But what?" Bant got into his face. "I thought you loved me."
"You're both talking crazy talk." He pushed past them. They turned and approached him. He slowly backed into the railing. "Sure, I love you. I love you both, you're great friends, but I didn't know we had a relationship. And again, Siri, we did. But we only made it a month."
"What about that night?" Siri asked. "At the club. You don't remember? But I see how it is. You only wanted to get into my pants."
He went wide-eyed. "Now, wait a minute, you put the moves on--"
She pushed him away hiding away her tears. "No, I see how it is," she said, dramatically. "That's fine. I'm breaking up with you."
"We were never together! Okay, maybe for awhile, but it wasn't a big thing." he protested.
She held up a hand to silence him. "It was fun while it lasted. We had some memorable times, especially that--" He covered her mouth.
Bant couldn't hold it in anymore. She bursted out laughing, falling to the ground in laughter. He let go of Siri, who started laughing, too.
He groaned. "Oh. I cannot believe you two! Every time you gotta pull something on me."
Bant pointed at him, still billowed over in laughs. "You should of seen your face."
"That was a Kodak moment right there," Siri said through the laughter.
"But you don't have a camera." He stated, crossing his arms.
"No. I don't. But he does." She pointed to the hidden shadow behind a door.
Flip popped out from behind the door holding a video camera. He was laughing, too. Flip Jinobi, another human Jedi, who was only a few months younger than Obi-Wan. His skin was of a tan-color and he had black spiked hair. He preferred to spike it up, when really it wasn't necessary. He had problems learning the Basic dialect because he was from off-planet and his homeplanet never really spoke in the Basic dialect. But he learned quickly, still having a rather thick accent of his native tongue, Tagalog (Filipino). He had grown close to Obi-Wan as a friend, since he was the only one who really accept him early on in his training. It was Obi-Wan who taught him the Basic dialect, since he was the only other Jedi Padawan familiar with Flip's dialect, and lend out a helping hand. He and his master, Rian Ezman, were involved in a civil war upon the time of Flip's birth. He was a potential agent of the Force, which Rian took upon himself to train.
Obi-Wan's mouth was agape. "Man, I can't believe you, Flip."
He approached the three Jedi and watched the tape, trying to hold in his laugh.
Siri and Bant crowded around, laughing quietly.
"I can't believe you guys," Obi-Wan pushed through them to lean on the railing, crossing his arms.
"That was great." Bant smiled.
"I know. You should of saw your face," Flip pointed and laughed again, behind the heavy Filipino accent.
Obi-Wan said nothing, but he couldn't help but laugh inside.
"C'mon, Obi-Wan. You know you want to laugh," Siri nudged him.
Obi-Wan shook his head, debating, then smiled broadly.
The conversation seemed to go on for quite some time. They hadn't seen each other in nearly four months, so it was a good time to catch up. They had become the best of friends, all of them. Bant and Flip always joked about Siri and Obi-Wan being together, making all the other Jedi Padawan talk. They never left the subject alone, especially when they found out they had been going out for some time. There were sparks earlier on, but it just seemed to die down. But no one really knew except for the two of them. Yet, the Padawan never gave up to question the two about the matter.
to be continued.....
He took a deep breath. "It's unlike anything I've--"
"Hey, Bant. Obi-Wan. What's this 'it's like anything you've--', Obi?" someone interrupted him.
"Hey, Siri. Ooh, guess what--" Bant pulled her aside.
Siri Tachi, a human and friend of the two. She always had a nagging to pull Obi-Wan into a competition, knowing he would never turn it down. She had flowing, yellow hair, though it was cut in the fashion of a human Padawan, closely-cropped. She had a nag to where clothes fit for a guy to hide her image, especially during a mission. She was a tough character, who took things seriously – when she needed to. For a short while, Jedi Padawan at the Temple would joke how Siri and Obi-Wan would make a good couple, if the Council would actually permit love. For some time after Obi- Wan had left the Order in the beginning of his training, Siri refused to talk to him. It took nearly three years to create amends, but Obi-Wan couldn't help but question how strong their relationship really was. There was one time, for a few weeks, nearly nine years ago, when they did try to have a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship – but backfired when their masters found out about it. It wasn't really upset since the two were in fact still teenagers, exploring that human nature.
"Bant...." Obi-Wan's voice was low.
She looked at him, innocently. "C'mon. Please?"
"No." He shook his head. and threw up his head to Siri. "Hey, Siri."
"What's going on?" Siri grew curious.
"Obi's got a secret," Bant said happily.
"What? Obi-Wan has a secret," she eyed Obi-Wan.
His eyes dropped to the ground.
"I know what it is," Bant said, sing-songly.
"Ooh. Tell me," Siri eyes grew wide.
"Obi's got--"
Obi-Wan jumped in front of the two girls. "Well, would you look at the time?! It's getting a little late. Ya know, we should all head back to the our rooms and get ready for tonight."
"Nonsense, Obi. We still got a few hours. So, Bant, what is it?" Siri pushed Obi-Wan aside.
"Obi's gotta girlfriend!" Bant said loudly.
Obi-Wan groaned and sunk into the wall. Jedi in the distant turned to look at them. He felt like an idiot. He felt small...again.
Siri gasped and winked at the Mon Calamarian. "No. Really? Obi-Wan has a girlfriend?" She turned to look at the small Jedi. "What about us, Obi? Huh?"
"We never had anything. Maybe for a few weeks, but that was it. I mean, we're still good friends," he muttered.
Her eyes narrowed. "Oh, no, you just did not say that, Obi-Wan Ben Kenobi."
Obi-Wan's eyes widened. No one had ever directed him that way, except Qui- Gon. And that's when he got into major trouble.
"Hey. Get this. Says this girl gives him more comfort than the Force."
Siri noted the comment and approached the Jedi sitting on the floor. "What about us, Obi-Wan? What was I to you?"
"I don't know what you're talkin' about!" Obi-Wan looked at her confused. "That was nine years ago. Things happen. Things change. We were only teenagers!"
"What about me, Obi-Wan?" Bant confronted him.
Obi-Wan shot her a confused look and got to his feet. He felt like the loner in this, but he felt something else was amiss. He was a good friend to them both, but never did it really get anywhere farther than that – only for a few weeks with Siri. But it never got farther than second base, he thought, but of course, he could of forgotten, with everything else to worry about. And now, no one was going to back him up on this. They pushed him against the wall, before he had the chance to say anything.
"What?! Did I miss something?" he looked at them, lost.
"How could you do this to us?! I thought you loved me," Siri was in tears.
Obi-Wan looked at Bant who only glared at him. They were causing a scene and he didn't like that too much.
"I--- Well, yeah. I do---but," he stuttered.
"But what?" Bant got into his face. "I thought you loved me."
"You're both talking crazy talk." He pushed past them. They turned and approached him. He slowly backed into the railing. "Sure, I love you. I love you both, you're great friends, but I didn't know we had a relationship. And again, Siri, we did. But we only made it a month."
"What about that night?" Siri asked. "At the club. You don't remember? But I see how it is. You only wanted to get into my pants."
He went wide-eyed. "Now, wait a minute, you put the moves on--"
She pushed him away hiding away her tears. "No, I see how it is," she said, dramatically. "That's fine. I'm breaking up with you."
"We were never together! Okay, maybe for awhile, but it wasn't a big thing." he protested.
She held up a hand to silence him. "It was fun while it lasted. We had some memorable times, especially that--" He covered her mouth.
Bant couldn't hold it in anymore. She bursted out laughing, falling to the ground in laughter. He let go of Siri, who started laughing, too.
He groaned. "Oh. I cannot believe you two! Every time you gotta pull something on me."
Bant pointed at him, still billowed over in laughs. "You should of seen your face."
"That was a Kodak moment right there," Siri said through the laughter.
"But you don't have a camera." He stated, crossing his arms.
"No. I don't. But he does." She pointed to the hidden shadow behind a door.
Flip popped out from behind the door holding a video camera. He was laughing, too. Flip Jinobi, another human Jedi, who was only a few months younger than Obi-Wan. His skin was of a tan-color and he had black spiked hair. He preferred to spike it up, when really it wasn't necessary. He had problems learning the Basic dialect because he was from off-planet and his homeplanet never really spoke in the Basic dialect. But he learned quickly, still having a rather thick accent of his native tongue, Tagalog (Filipino). He had grown close to Obi-Wan as a friend, since he was the only one who really accept him early on in his training. It was Obi-Wan who taught him the Basic dialect, since he was the only other Jedi Padawan familiar with Flip's dialect, and lend out a helping hand. He and his master, Rian Ezman, were involved in a civil war upon the time of Flip's birth. He was a potential agent of the Force, which Rian took upon himself to train.
Obi-Wan's mouth was agape. "Man, I can't believe you, Flip."
He approached the three Jedi and watched the tape, trying to hold in his laugh.
Siri and Bant crowded around, laughing quietly.
"I can't believe you guys," Obi-Wan pushed through them to lean on the railing, crossing his arms.
"That was great." Bant smiled.
"I know. You should of saw your face," Flip pointed and laughed again, behind the heavy Filipino accent.
Obi-Wan said nothing, but he couldn't help but laugh inside.
"C'mon, Obi-Wan. You know you want to laugh," Siri nudged him.
Obi-Wan shook his head, debating, then smiled broadly.
The conversation seemed to go on for quite some time. They hadn't seen each other in nearly four months, so it was a good time to catch up. They had become the best of friends, all of them. Bant and Flip always joked about Siri and Obi-Wan being together, making all the other Jedi Padawan talk. They never left the subject alone, especially when they found out they had been going out for some time. There were sparks earlier on, but it just seemed to die down. But no one really knew except for the two of them. Yet, the Padawan never gave up to question the two about the matter.
to be continued.....