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About five hours later, Obi-Wan was up again. He had carried Anakin into his room before retiring. He noticed that the boy seemed to still be asleep. He prepared tea, cut up some fruit and got out some muffins for breakfast. He had set the table and was preparing to wake Anakin when he noticed a few more envelopes just inside the door.

"Oh, no." Obi-Wan walked over and scooped them up. He quickly glanced through them all. Each letter mentioned his picture and how fabulous it was. "Great." An image of the Jedi Council having to confiscate a bunch of pictures of him in his swimming shorts flashed through his mind. He sincerely hoped the Council would not find out about this latest turn of events.

Obi-Wan threw the letters in a drawer in his room, along with the one found hours before. He then went to wake up Anakin. Anakin was still asleep, wrapped in a cocoon of blankets. "Anakin." He gently shook Anakin's shoulder. "Anakin, wake up."

Anakin mumbled something before burying his head under the covers. "Come on, Padawan. You're going to be late for your class. You've already missed morning meditation." Obi-Wan opened the blinds and let the sunlight stream into the room. Then he yanked the covers off of Anakin. "If you want to have our evening out, I suggest you get out of bed."

Anakin hopped out of bed at that. "I'm up, Master. I'm not missing tonight for anything!"

"Get dressed quickly. Breakfast is ready." Obi-Wan walked back out into the living area, glancing at the floor by the door. No more letters. Good.

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Obi-Wan walked out his door just as Garen came up. "Hey, Gare. I was just going to find you."

"Well, I was wondering if you were up for a sparring match." Garen shot him a challenging smile.

"You're on."

"Good. I've already reserved Sparring Room 1 for us."

They strode in the sparring room and quickly shed their cloaks. Sparring was one of their favorite shared activities. Their matches tended to be long and competitive, but always friendly and fun.

Garen got into his ready stance, saber ignited. "Alright, Sith Killer, let's see what you're made of."

Obi-Wan wasn't going to let Garen goad him. "Gladly." He stood back and let Garen make the first move. He focused on the Force, blocking out everything else around him.

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Anakin walked down the upper hallway overlooking the sparring rooms. It was time for midday meal and he was heading for the dining hall. He glanced down through the window into one of the sparring rooms. He immediately recognized his master and Garen. Curious, he walked towards the door of the viewing area. A rather large crowd was already gathered inside. Being small, he was able to worm his way towards the front. Peering down through the window, he watched his master intently.

Both Garen and Obi-Wan were drenched with sweat. They'd obviously been at this for a long while. Their lightsabers were a blur of motion. With each move, the audience reacted with murmurs approval or disappointment. It didn't take Anakin long to realize that the crowd was very much for his master.

Anakin watched as his master flipped over Garen's head, feinted right and then moved left. In a blur of motion, Obi-Wan used his left leg to knock Garen off his feet. Almost instantaneously, he had his saber at Garen's neck. The crowd surrounding Anakin erupted in clapping, laughter and words of praise for Obi-Wan.

Standing over his friend, panting, Obi-Wan said, "Do you yield?"

Garen laughed. "Yes, I yield."

Obi-Wan deactivated his lightsaber and reached down his hand to help Garen up. He clapped his friend on the back. "That was a good workout!"

Garen, still panting, looked at his friend admiringly. "Well, I certainly see why you have the reputation you have." He glanced up at the crowd in the viewing room. "You sure know how to draw a crowd, don't you?"

Obi-Wan looked up at the crowd in surprise. "I didn't even know they were there." He paused as he saw a familiar face. "Hey, there's Anakin." Anakin gave him a small wave. Obi-Wan smiled up at him and gave him a wink.

A fourteen-year-old girl beside Anakin gasped. She giggled excitedly as she turned to her friend beside her. "Did you see that? He winked at me!"

Her friend looked irritated. "No, he didn't. He winked at me!"

Anakin had had enough of the silly girls at the Temple. He stood up and glared at the two. "He winked at ME, his PADAWAN!" With that, he made his way back through the crowd and out into the hallway.

Anakin was awed at his master's skill. Will I ever be that good with a lightsaber? He had enjoyed watching him. Obi-Wan was so graceful and yet, so strong. He was even more glad now to have Obi-Wan as his master. Anakin walked towards the dining hall feeling very proud that he was Obi-Wan Kenobi's apprentice.

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At 1600 hours, Obi-Wan walked up to Anakin's classroom. He peered through the glass and caught Anakin's eye. He motioned for him to come.

Anakin raised his hand. "Master Ky'Tah? My master is waiting for me at the door." At these words, the entire class turned towards the door, eager to catch a glimpse of Obi-Wan. "Do I have permission to leave?"

"Yes, your master informed me that you would be leaving early. You may go."

Anakin got up, bowed to the master and quickly headed for the door. Obi-Wan looked into the classroom as Anakin opened the door. The students looked like they were about to fall out of their seats they were craning their necks so far. He put on a polite smile and quickly turned away. "Are you ready to go, Anakin?"

Anakin smiled hugely. "Yes, Master!"

Obi-Wan took Anakin to his favorite part of Coruscant. It was filled with shops and bustling with activity. He bought each of them a fruit slush. They sat down on a bench in the square and people-watched. Afterwards, they went to Obi-Wan's favorite bakery and picked up some goodies for breakfast the next morning. They strolled through some shops, including an antique shop.

Anakin drank everything in, having never seen such wonders on Tatooine. He reveled in this time with his master. They had never really had the chance to get to know each other outside of the Jedi setting. He found his master to be warm, intelligent, and fun to be around. When together like this, his master wasn't so reserved and he wasn't such a mystery.

Obi-Wan looked down at his padawan. "Are you hungry, Anakin?"

"Very!"

"Let's head to Dex's then." Obi-Wan started heading in the direction of Dex's Diner.

"Dex?"

"Yes. He's an old friend of mine. He owns a diner nearby."

Anakin walked by his master quietly. Another friend? It seemed to him that Obi-Wan had a friend around every corner. He wondered if he'd ever have that many friends – especially friends as close as Bant, Garen and Reeft were to his master. Everyone seemed to have such affection for Obi-Wan. He found himself wondering if people would ever feel that way about him. Qui-Gon said I was the Chosen One. Surely that should count for something.

As they walked into the diner, a multi-armed creature came out of the kitchen. He broke into a huge grin. "Obi-Wan! By the stars, I almost didn't recognize you!" He enveloped the smiling Jedi Knight in a great, multi-armed hug.

"Hello, Dex, you old bantha! How's business?"

"Doing well, my friend. Look at you! A full-blown knight now!"

"Dex, this is my padawan, Anakin Skywalker."

"You have your own padawan already, huh? It's nice to meet you, Kid." He moved over to an empty table. "Come on and sit down." He sat down on one side, Obi-Wan and Anakin sat on the other. "I was sure sorry to hear about Qui-Gon."

"Yes, his loss is a great one for the Jedi Order."

Dex looked closely at his friend. "And for you."

Obi-Wan smiled a sad smile. "Yes, for me as well."

Dex smiled at Anakin. "I've known your master since he was a teenager!" He paused as he noticed a couple of ladies walking by, staring at Obi-Wan. Dex laughed heartily. "And he was turning heads even then!"

Anakin wanted to roll his eyes. What is it with the female population on this planet?

"Dex, I was not!" Obi-Wan slid out of the booth. "I'm going to go wash my hands."

Anakin leaned in towards Dex eagerly. "What was he like then?"

"Pretty much the way he is now, just smaller." Dex laughed. "He was the most thoughtful and intelligent boy I'd ever met. I know he was a Jedi, which gave him a wisdom and strength far beyond his years. But it wasn't the Jedi in him that I found so endearing, it was the boy. He was…special. He had a big heart, a shy disposition and a winning smile. And he ALWAYS had a witty remark at the tip of his tongue."

Anakin nodded. The obvious affection in Dex's eyes brought a sudden fear to Anakin's mind. Obi-Wan seems to bring this out in everyone! Will I ever be able to measure up to him?

Obi-Wan came back to the table with a knowing grin on his face. "Did I give you enough time to dish the dirt on me?"

"Indeed, you did. The boy knows all about you now." Dex winked at Anakin. "What will you have? Choose whatever you want. It's on the house."

Obi-Wan shook his head. "Dex, I don't think I've paid you for a meal yet!"

"Nor will you, as long as I own this place. Do you want your usual?"

Obi-Wan grinned at his friend. "Ah, you know me too well!"

Dex turned to Anakin. "How about you, kid? A burger and fries?"

Anakin had no idea what a 'burger and fries' was. "Sure."

When their food arrived, Anakin eyed his plate a bit warily. He had no idea what it was or what it would taste like. He picked up his burger and took a bite. His eyes brightened and he chewed happily. "Master, this is good!" He eagerly took another bite.

Obi-Wan chuckled. "I'm glad you like it."

They quickly finished their food. Dex came back to the table. "How about dessert?"

Anakin looked at his master. "May we split a dessert, Master?"

Obi-Wan looked at Anakin with a stern expression. "Padawan, there's something that you need to know about me." He paused for effect. "I do not split my banana split."

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Obi-Wan and Anakin were heading down the hallway towards their apartment. "Master, you were right about banana splits! I've never tasted anything so good before!" He paused as they reached their door. "Thank you for the best night I've ever had!"

Obi-Wan squeezed Anakin's shoulder. "You're welcome. I enjoyed it, too." He opened the door and kicked something as he walked in. He looked down to find a pile of envelopes.

"What's all this?" Anakin leaned down to pick one up.

"It's nothing. It's just…" Obi-Wan was too late. Anakin had already opened it and started to read.

Anakin's hand dropped and he looked at his master incredulously. "You're getting FAN MAIL?"

Obi-Wan shrugged, looking sheepish.

Anakin dropped the letter with a sigh of disgust. He headed towards his room, shaking his head.

Obi-Wan ran his fingers through his hair, looking down at the pile of letters at his feet. I am a Jedi. I am calm. I can handle this.